The search party had entered the deepest part of the Sacred Mountain, and the wolf riders who were leading the way found themselves in a completely unfamiliar place.
In the depths of their homeland, there was such a strange world.
Hao Ren followed behind Uruk who did not say a word, and a dozen knights and monks were on guard and searching on both sides of the road. Everyone's nerves were tense, but they had not encountered any enemies yet.
"The other werewolf riders have also sent news," Uruk suddenly muttered, his ears trembling slightly in the air. The werewolves' special secret communication technique allowed them to maintain contact with each other in this mountain. "A few teams are making their way towards this valley, but none of them remember the mountain path here."
The situation was just as Hao Ren had speculated, the brain monster had used some kind of mental interference or distortion of perception to shield the valley, and to any creature with a mind, it was equivalent to digging out an area from the mountain — and the people who were being interfered with had no idea. No one could tell when the interference started, but one fact was very disturbing: from the historical records of the werewolves' migration to the Sacred Mountain, this valley had never appeared on their map.
One of the knights did not understand for a moment, and casually muttered, "Say, why did they suddenly find this valley this time?"
Uruk glanced at him. "Because of the protective crystal — this is the first time anyone has come here in a conscious state."
As they walked, Lily suddenly pointed ahead and shouted, "There's something up ahead!"
Hao Ren looked in the direction where Lily was pointing, and saw half of a stone pillar sticking out of the ground on the snowy slope ahead, it looked like the remains of some man-made object. He went up to take a look, and found that it was a black obelisk, and there were still traces of uneven runes on the obelisk. One of the monks quickly identified the runes. "It's the symbol of the pagans."
"This thing has been abandoned for a long time," Y 'zaks said, rubbing the almost completely eroded dents on the obelisk. "Can you check it?"
The MDT floated over and looked at it. "There are traces of paint in the dents, at least three or four thousand years old."
If even this fragment of the obelisk was three or four thousand years old, then the other ruins in this valley could only be older. Ophra looked at the relic in amazement, and suddenly understood a lot of things — such as why there were still cultists here despite the perennial surveillance of the Disciples of Glory.
Because they had been here for a long time!
"They have a longer history than the Disciples of Glory," Hao Ren clapped his hands and stood up. "Even before the werewolves migrated here, before the establishment of the Kingdom of Holletta, before the establishment of the Disciples of Glory, this valley had been shrouded by the power of the brain monster. They did not develop under the nose of the Disciples of Glory at all, but the opposite: the Disciples of Glory and the Kingdom of Holletta developed under the eyes of these cultists. "
Ophra had a strange expression on her face. She could not accept this fact at all. It was even more unreal than when she first heard that the cult's lair was hiding in Beinz. Even Becky, a crude mercenary, felt that it was a bit ridiculous. "The Cult of Origination is older than the Disciples of Glory? "The Cult of Origination is older than the Disciples of Glory? Have they been hiding here for thousands of years without doing anything? "
Hao Ren waved his hand. "I don't know what they have done. We can only rely on data. At least since the werewolves migrated here, the hinterland of the Sacred Mountain has been shrouded in mental interference. "
Vivian scratched her chin thoughtfully. "There must be a reason for them to hide for thousands of years and only come out recently. If it's not that they have some big plan that needs a whole thousand years to slowly brew, then something has happened in recent years that forced them to come out. It should have something to do with the goddess. "
Ophra was still frowning, finding it hard to believe. In any case, the fact that the cultists had been hiding in the Sacred Mountain for thousands of years had a great impact on her worldview. Thousands of years … if this was an ordinary race, how many generations had passed?
When did the first cultists gather here? Where did they come from? How did they live here? How did they pass on their heritage? What kind of connection did they maintain with the outside world? What could make them live in seclusion in such a place for thousands of years, and still maintain the same fanaticism after so many generations? Was it just the brain monster's mind control? Or was there another reason …
"Keep moving." Ophra shook her head and ordered the knights. "Concentrate, report immediately if you have any hallucinations or any psychological fluctuations."
Despite holding the protective crystal, the uneasiness in her heart still spread. Mind control was such an unpredictable and frightening thing. It was not only terrifying in that it could make people lose their minds, but it could also make people completely unaware of it. It was difficult for a person in deep sleep to realize that he had fallen into a deep sleep, and a person targeted by mind control was most likely to be infected when he was conscious.
Any good mind control master knew a trick: the best way to control the prey was to make the prey feel that it was still free. And any teacher in charge of teaching mind protection would also remember to remind their students: when you feel that your enemy is not that powerful, it often means that you have been defeated.
Uruk and the remaining few Wolf Riders walked in front with a cautious expression. The mountain road was no longer familiar to them, and there were unfamiliar forks and landscapes everywhere. Even though they were walking on the road of their hometown, they still felt as confused as the foreigners behind them. Their only advantage now was to adapt to the terrain and environment here, so that they would have more chances when they were ambushed — but only God knew if it was of any use.
"Why do I feel that the brain monster here is more powerful than the one in Nasaton?" Lily came to Hao Ren's side and muttered. "The brain monster in Nasaton also needed a long period of subtle interference to control people. How come this one here killed people as soon as we entered the mountain?"
"Maybe it set something here." Hao Ren curled his lips. "It's been a few thousand years, even if it used its tentacles to dig, it would have dug out a Epang Palace."
Lily thought about it seriously and poked Vivian's arm. "Battie, do you know how to get to Epang Palace?"
Then, Vivian and Hao Ren ignored the husky who had given up on healing.
At this time, Uruk who was walking in front suddenly stopped. His ears trembled slightly in the cold wind, and his nostrils slightly opened. A faint stench floated over from nowhere. "Be careful … there's something unclean."
Ophra immediately drew her sword, and the blade burned with a holy flame. Nangong Sanba and Nangong Wudi also narrowed their eyes at the same time. They activated the demon hunter's special skill. In the demon hunter's vision, the snowy valley was covered with a layer of strange pale blue light and shadow, and all unclean things would have nowhere to hide in their vision.
However, the first to find the enemy was not these combat experts, but the dumb cat who had been running around restlessly since they entered the mountain. Rollie suddenly let out a cry of surprise and scurried out from behind a boulder not far away. "Meow — there's a monster!"
Almost at the same time, a strange humanoid creature suddenly rushed out from behind the boulder!
It could only be said that it was a 'humanoid creature' because this thing was almost completely out of the human form. The monster was festering all over, abnormally tall, with coarse wounds and mismatched muscles all over its body, as if several corpses were pieced together. It was also wearing a strange vest. The vest was dark, with a large number of black crystal flakes on its surface, constantly bursting with electric sparks. It did not look like a piece of equipment made by the Hollettans at all.
After the first 'stitched monster' popped out, there was a continuous rustling sound around them. A large number of such monsters came out of nowhere and surrounded them in the blink of an eye.
Hao Ren did not know how these monsters escaped their detection, but there was no time to think about it. After pulling out his long and short guns from his Dimensional Pocket, he took the lead and rushed forward. "Let's kill them first!"
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