Steel Steam and Flame

"No one dared to go there afterwards, and got sick after going. The hospital seemed to be unable to do anything. Those officials came again later and emphasized the matter, saying that it was dangerous and preventing us from entering. There are serious punishments." The old man seemed to be endorsing, "In fact, even if they didn't say it, looking at the appearance of those people, we didn't have the courage at the time. It was not a good illness, it was painful."

"Didn't those officials explain the specific reasons?" Cassia asked, "Such a thing must be within their management and processing scope, should there be some explanation?"

"I don't remember this. I don't remember it clearly. There was no explanation. Later, it seemed that they didn't say anything. They came twice. Apart from increasing the range of the dangerous warning lines, they did not say anything. what."

"Young man, don’t you want to go inside, do you? It’s better not to go in. You look very strong, but all those people are just like you decades ago. They are very strong. But after coming back, Dafan They all look the same." The old man persuaded him, but looking at them, he just talked. Whether it can make a difference depends on the decision of the young man in front of him.

The sky darkened completely during the conversation, and the temperature dropped a bit quickly, but more elderly people gathered around, and this seemed to be the only place for recreation in their lives. Most of them are the same age, and there are some younger ones with black hair.

The people here come from the nearest city and plan to spend the rest of their lives here. Cassia asked several people again, and the answers were basically the same. The imperial management agency did not deal with it too much. According to the words of these old people, he guessed that the reason for this might be because it was originally a no-man's land, which was a long time ago. Nothing else is involved, so follow-up processing is gradually forgotten in the delay.

Back in the car, Cassia was going to leave early tomorrow morning. There are no lights ahead. Although the surgeon's eyes can capture the general scene in the low light at night, but to get more clues, Cassia wants to ask more.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, only Cassia was left in the small square. Adding a few pieces of wood to the fire in front of him, Cassia sorted out the collected information. Naturally, he connected that strange symptom with the second-generation holy sword. He had never seen the holy sword himself, and only knew a little about the basic information of the holy sword, and finally did not come up with anything.

After spending the night in the limo, it was clear the next day. Cassia bought some food from the nearest old people, and then continued along the dirt road that was almost invisible towards the mountains in front of him.

"I feel sick, remember to turn around immediately. The current hospital should be able to cure that kind of disease." The old man reminded him kindly, and Kasya nodded and agreed.

On both sides of the road, several other towns among the old population appeared in view one after another, surrounded by lush weeds. In a few years, they might be completely covered with weeds in ruins.

Soon after, the dirt road was gone, only weeds were left around, and there were denser trees. On the flat ground, some dented soil packs began to appear, and the weeds and dirt on the ground were black rocks.

"Have you entered the area covered by the volcanic eruption?" Cassia stopped the car and looked at the mountains in front of him. The bare rocks on the top that looked like hideous scars could already be seen clearly. The same clusters of weeds gradually Replaced by dense trees, the limo can't get in.

Disguised the ceremonial car, took the fire gun and forged steel sword, Cassia planned to walk to the lake at the foot of the mountain and talk about the plan behind.

In decades, the appearance of the surrounding environment has completely changed. In the mouths of the elderly, in front of the lake, there has always been a flat piece of land on which the town’s crops are planted. But now the farmland is no longer what it should have been, and the trees have become denser as they move forward, becoming forests. The trees became thicker, but Cassia noticed a strange point. They seemed to be suffering from a strange disease, and there were almost no straight trees. All twisted, all kinds of twists and twists, twisted in a ball.

At this time, Cassia climbed up to the middle of a taller tree, and through a fascinating green leaf, a calm lake appeared in the distant field of vision.

About less than five kilometers away, when Cassia muttered to himself, his head was slightly tilted, and his right hand moved forward. When he stopped, there was something between his fingers.

It was a turquoise snake, its soft body changed its color at this time, from the brown of the trunk to a uniform turquoise. Still struggling, the torso wrapped around Cassia's arms, about one and a half meters in length. The color also changed again, becoming the same mottled camouflage as Cassia's clothes. Between the two sharp fangs, a crimson tongue kept swinging up and down, and Cassia's fingers were strong enough to crush its skull, and the passing pain and danger made the snake want to escape.

"Natural mimicry?" What Cassia cared about was not its fangs, but the danger signal that the snake hadn't seen in his perception before attacking him. It is not that the danger is too low to be noticed, but Cassia is more inclined to be the ability of the snake itself. After all, he has a snake with scales like a chameleon, he has not seen it in the book, and it has excellent hiding ability, it is not surprising.

"Class II creature?" Cassia thought about it and shook his head~www.ltnovel.com~ He opened the snake's belly, and when his fingers touched the blood, he didn't feel anything. Even with the swallowing method, he didn't feel anything. Feel any shadow of dragon blood in its blood.

"Probably a species that migrated from the edge of the southern forest." Cassia finally judged. Without thinking too much, I moved on after getting off the tree. After a few minutes, he stopped, his face becoming more cautious.

There was a slight burning sensation from the finger. The skin was slightly corroded, and under careful observation, you could see a very shallow pit that had been dissolved. There was a faint red color until the belly of the finger. It's just that there is no feeling of poisoning in the body, and the toxicity of the blood that corrodes the skin cannot pass through his skin and enter the body.

At this moment, Cassia remembered the words of the old people-the skin was also red a lot, as if it had been exposed to the sun for a long time...

The animals here have the same strange symptoms? Still, it's the same situation with the plants here. Looking at the twisted trees around, Cassia sighed, "Is this the influence of the Holy Sword? It seems that the first generation of knight King Grote and Sukarius have the same personality, always hiding things, and Not all told me."