Treasure hunter, sailing on the blue sea

The two people who were let go all of a sudden were slightly confused and couldn't understand why they were let go suddenly.

Kavala scratched his arm, then picked his neck.

After looking at the surrounding situation, he decided to stay where he was. And Waku next to her can also distinguish the current situation.

Xia Detti, just standing next to them, seemed to be able to kill them easily.

The aura emanating from it made the two of them feel like they were facing some terrifying creature.

How do people achieve this?

"Sure enough, they are allergic." Simon came to the two of them and looked at their movements and skin.

"Allergic?" Alka looked over.

Red spots appeared on their gray skin, especially on their arms and necks.

The red, raised skin spots looked like bites from venomous mosquitoes.

Kavala was still scratching unconsciously.

With the scratching, more red marks were left on it.

"Are you saying they are actually allergic to magic?" Xia Detti said in surprise.

She didn't expect that such a situation would happen again. How could she survive if she was outside?

It's so uncomfortable to resonate with magic power. Don't the two people in front of them have any magic power in their bodies?

Both Kavala seemed to have noticed their own symptoms.

Seeing the red spots on his body: "High Demonic Syndrome?"

"I didn't expect that we would get this kind of disease?" Kavala's voice actually contained some funny emotions.

She seemed amused by the fact that she was allergic to magic.

"Yeah, I didn't expect it either." Waku nodded and said, looking at the red spots on his body, he felt very strange.

"Take us to your gathering place." Alka said directly, looking at the two of them.

After hearing this, the two looked at him warily.

Obviously they don't want that.

"You are not living well. There is an unusual lack of resources and a scarcity of magic power. You must have fallen into some kind of unsustainable situation now.

Perhaps within tens or even hundreds of years, your race may perish here, right? "

Following Alka's words, the two frowned deeper and deeper.

When they were exposed, they then thought of Alka's ability when they met.

Maybe these people have been observing them for a long time.

"Okay, don't ask me how I know. These are all my guesses, but they should be facts, right?"

As Alka entered this space, he gradually began to understand this space through treasures.

And began to master it. As he understood it, he could naturally feel that this space had become somewhat gray and dilapidated due to the long-term lack of magic power.

Through simple treasure exploration, one can see that a large area of ​​land in this space has basically become a wasteland, exactly like the wasteland beneath their feet.

Only a few places were still alive. Perhaps the two people in front of them and the surviving Vasteva relied on these to survive.

I have to say, it's quite admirable.

"I have been trapped here for more than 30,000 years. I really don't know how you persisted." Thinking of this, Alka couldn't help but said to the two of them.

Then he watched the two of them still wary and entangled.

Alka said directly: "What are you struggling with? Even if you don't take me there. This place is so big and we can only spend a little more time at most. This is not a difficult thing, isn't it?"

"And you walked all the way without cleaning up your traces at all. You never thought that there would be other people here." As he said this, Alka pointed behind them.

There is a long series of footprints left by mechanical walking. There was thick dust on the ground, which made their footsteps so conspicuous. Just follow the footprints and it's no different than them leading the way.

Then Alka said: "I didn't ask you to take me secretly into your place of rise, but I went in openly."

The two nodded, obviously convinced by Alka's words that this was the case.

And the two of them could also feel that Alka's person exuded powerful magic power. Even the incomprehensible ability they just used was that of a high demon.

It's just that they simply touched them for a while, causing an allergic reaction due to a large amount of high-concentration magic power.

To be able to wield magic so freely is like something out of a historical myth.

It may be possible to save them, but not necessarily.

"In exchange, we have to get our machinery back." Kavala said, looking at Alka.

Alka turned to look at Simon.

Simon nodded: "No threat."

After hearing this, Alka nodded: "Okay, but I hope you won't do anything stupid."

As he spoke, he shook his hand slightly, and the two machines suddenly disappeared in place. Then he appeared in front of the two of them.

This sudden behavior made the two of them widen their eyes.

"This...how was this done?" Waku was completely shocked.

Kavala next to him had his eyes widened, and he was stunned on the spot.

At the same time, it also made the two of them aware of Alka's power, which was obviously not something they could resist with just resistance.

They gradually came to believe that Alka and the others had good intentions.

Silently put on the mechanical armor in front of him.

As the machine rotated, the two ropers began to move forward: "Then come with us, it's not far away."

Everyone just walked up and followed the two machines at a slow pace.

"How did you do it?" Lucilia asked quietly, sitting on Alka's shoulder.

They didn't know that Alka had the ability to move things suddenly.

"New ability." Alka said roughly.

"You're walking so slowly." Simon next to him complained helplessly.

"This is already very fast. Any faster will waste a lot of unnecessary magic power." Kavala retorted.

Thinking of the situation here, Simon said nothing more. They are all forced by the environment.

Then he stretched out his mechanical arm and pointed his index finger at the machine.

The two machines seemed to have undergone some subtle changes, and the energy inside was suddenly full.

The last two mechanical quick-steps operated as if they had entered some kind of overload mode.

"What's going on?" Waku was a little surprised as he drove his machine. Then he immediately thought of something and turned around.

Simon smiled and said, "No need to thank me, just go."

The two people who wanted to ask had no choice but to keep their mouths shut and drove the machine, which suddenly had surging power, and started running wantonly on the wasteland.

The entire path along the way was desolate wasteland, without any trace of life.

Alka soon discovered that the large area in the distance seemed to be the foundation of some buildings, but not to mention the ruins above, not even a larger and more complete stone could be seen.

If these foundations were not still exposed on the surface, who would have known that there was actually a large group of buildings here.

"There should have been a large number of buildings here, but why are there no ruins now?" Xia Daiti asked, looking at the scene next to him.

Hearing this, Waku turned his head and looked at it and said: "Of course it is recycled materials. How could the materials be discarded here casually? The materials are very precious."

After saying this, everyone understood instantly.

Indeed, this place has become so desolate that every large and complete stone is a resource.

How could the ruins be allowed to waste here like this?

It also let everyone know from the side that the life of the Vastva people who are still alive has obviously become difficult to a certain extent.

Resources are extremely scarce.

Soon they saw a cluster of buildings in the distance.

There is no such structure as a city wall in this building complex, which is right when you think about it. After all, they have been the only ones living here for tens of thousands of years, so what's the point of having towering walls for these people.

However, some simple defensive measures can still be seen. It seems that they may not always be safe with each other.

As they get closer, everyone can see these buildings more intuitively.

The style of these buildings is very similar to the ruins they saw outside before.

But they are obviously not as grand and beautiful as the ones outside. After all, these are basically built with materials from the ruins. Being able to build them like this shows that they are very amazing.

Desolation and dilapidation are inevitable.

Then the two stopped in front.

Kavala turned around: "For safety reasons, please wait here for a while. Waku will be here to accompany you. I will go in and inform the elders first."

In response, Alka nodded without any concern.

"Of course, it doesn't matter even if you two go together."

These words made the two of them look at each other involuntarily, but Waku stayed and let Kavala walk towards the gathering place ahead.

"How do you control magic power now?"

Alka asked looking at Waku who stayed behind.

Alka was a little curious because it was in his field of vision. Whether it is Waku or Kavala, they can be described as the most ordinary mortals. Although there is magic power in their bodies, that kind of magic power is almost insignificant.

It is very rare and is almost only used to maintain some special functions of the body.

After all, they have not completely transformed back into humans, and they still retain the characteristics of the Wastva people.

Naturally, they can still produce some magic power. Although this magic power is very small, it should be able to supply some of the remaining talents they once had.

Of course, this is just Alka's guess.

However, the magic power in their bodies is active, even if it is very, very small. But it also shows that they don't need to perform the toucher's ritual before they can use magic like ordinary humans.

But if you want to grow, you still have to perform the ritual of the toucher. This is essential and is the basis of the spiral system creator lock construction.

"Through structures, through various mechanical structures, magic power is collected and condensed into batteries, and then these structures are driven."

Waku said, patting the mecha he was riding on.

Understand, that is to use the remaining magic power as a high-energy battery to drive ordinary mechanical structures.

"Then how much do you know about your own history? Do you understand your ancestors and the experiences of your ancestors for generations?"

This is what Alka is more concerned about.

If Vastva City has always existed here, it means that there are still many tribesmen alive.

Then the most precious treasure in the entire Vastva City may be left behind, and the most valuable thing is of course their research and the knowledge brought by the research.

There is also the situation of the gods in the Golden Age.

From the ruins of Broken Island, we can get a glimpse of the entire Vastva City and its strong research atmosphere.

Especially in the aspect of space, and various expanded research brought about by space.

This is something that cannot be achieved in many situations outside.

Although the data shows that it may be due to the talents of the Vastva people and the conditions brought about by the living environment, the results of the research are the results.

This will bring great help to Alka and the others.

“Although some records are gone due to various reasons, most of them are still there, for example, we know about the outside world.

For example, we know that we live in a world equivalent to a mezzanine space.

We live in a world brought about by artifacts. The artifact was lost outside due to the wars fought many thousands of years ago, and we are locked inside because of this situation. "

Waku kept talking like this, although he did not explain the history in detail. But the brief introduction made Alka nod with peace of mind.

This shows that most of the knowledge left behind by the Vastva city-state should be very well preserved.

It's just that a large part of it may no longer be possible, at least for the current Vastva people.

The magic here is so barren.

"So how are you doing now?" Simon asked from the side.

"You can still live, although it is difficult to gather too much magic anymore, so you need to use it carefully.

But at least he is not starving to death and can still live. "

The two parties simply communicated like this, waiting for the arrival of Kavala and the elders.

Both Waku and Alka knew that this was not something that could happen in a short while, and they would definitely discuss it for a while before choosing to come.

Through communication with Waku, Alka also had a general understanding of the specific situation of the area left behind by the current Vastva city-state.

Their current population may be less than 20,000 to 30,000 people, which is already pitifully small.

Their food and clothing depend entirely on magic power, plus nutrient solution made from some tattered plants grown in the remaining land.

It's a bit hard to imagine.

Most of the magic they collected was consumed as food and necessary water for the body.

Many years ago, a civil war almost broke out because of increasingly poor resources.

Fortunately, the entire Vastva race has a relatively disgusting attitude towards war. What they prefer more is research and exploration.

Even under such circumstances, they were still exploring and exploring ways to get them out. Obviously, such exploration had no effect at all.

The only thing that supports them is the records passed down thousands of years ago, which means that one day, under the guidance of a certain opportunity, someone outside will get the key to open the door to their world, allowing them to survive.

And they just have to survive until then.

Alka agreed with this, it was true.

Obviously the person who wrote this clearly knew how difficult it was.

Because according to what Alka knew, except for the Winter Flower, which happened to be knocked out because it happened to be one of the gaps, the other three treasures were all left inside.

The hope is so slim.

And if Alka hadn't obtained this treasure, even if it was obtained by someone else, it might not be possible to open it.

You know, because of the brokenness of the world. The fragments of the world in which they survive have long been pushed outside the world, and are already a little far away.

If it weren't for Alka, he might not be able to bring them back.

They can only count themselves lucky.

But their luck can't be said to be that good. After all, it took more than 30,000 years for the entire race to be on the verge of extinction before finally waiting for the day it was opened.

Just as everyone was communicating with each other, there was movement in the distance, and Alka looked.

Many strange-looking but seemingly unique mechanical structures could be seen coming towards them.

The leader was none other than Kavala who had gone in to inform.

Alka and others got up and waited.

He was wondering how these people would treat them, and hoped that they wouldn't be stupid enough to use force.

That's too stupid.

But what he wanted didn't come.

Behind Kavala, a strange mechanical device about 4 meters high opened.

An old man in slightly tattered clothes, with a stooped back and a cane.

He walked over in a hurry that could even be described as exciting.

The people next to him kept supporting him, for fear that he would fall.

He looks really old.

The old man came to Alka, looked at him, and looked at Alka's appearance.

Alka also looked at the old man in front of him, with the same sharp drooping ears.

But the gray skin on his body has already appeared spots of other colors.

His figure was slightly distorted, his back was hunched, he was holding a cane, and his whole body was wrinkled.

He was holding a cane, and his eyes, which were slightly larger than normal humans, were a little cloudy, but he could see what seemed to be a light of hope in his eyes.

He obviously knew more than Kavala and Waku.

"It's finally here, it's finally here." He muttered, his voice a little hoarse.

Then he seemed to finally control his emotions, looked at Alka, and asked with a trembling voice: "You, did you really come in from the outside? From the outside world."

Alka nodded: "Yes, I have seen the ruins you left outside and know some of your history."

"Okay, okay, okay." The excitement in the old man's voice could no longer be concealed.

Tears of excitement fell from the corners of his eyes, but he didn't care at all. He just used his crutches excitedly and could see his crutches trembling.

"Elder Asteva, calm down." The middle-aged man standing next to him said as he helped him carry the quilt.

"It's great, it's great, you know what. We have hope to survive, we can survive, and everyone can survive."

He said excitedly and put his hand on the middle-aged man's hand next to him.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that many people can't see it anymore. They have waited for so long."

In addition to him, many people who followed also showed some excitement.

Alka and the others did not interrupt, they just stood there and waited, waiting for them to calm down.