Chapter 392: The Vastwa
The two people who were released all of a sudden were a little confused and couldn't understand why they were released so suddenly.
Kavala scratched his arm, then his neck.
After looking at the surroundings, she decided to stay where she was. Waku next to her could also understand the current situation.
Just standing next to them, Xia Daiti seemed able to kill them easily.
The aura it exuded made the two of them feel as if they were facing some terrifying creature.
How do people achieve this?
"Sure enough, they are allergic." Simon came to the two of them, looked at their movements and skin and said.
"Allergic?" Alka looked over.
Red spots appeared on the two men's gray skin, especially on their arms and necks.
The red spots on the skin were raised, as if they had been bitten by a venomous mosquito.
Kavala was still scratching without realizing it.
As he scratched, more red marks were left on it.
"Do you mean that they are allergic to magic?" Xia Daiti said with some surprise.
She never expected such a situation to happen. How could she survive if it happened outside?
How uncomfortable it is to resonate with magic. Is it possible that these two people in front of me have no magic at all?
Kavala and the other man also seemed to have discovered their own symptoms.
Seeing the red spots on his body: "High magic syndrome?"
"I didn't expect that we would get this disease?" There was a hint of amusement in Kavala's voice.
She seemed to find her allergy to magic interesting.
"Yeah, I didn't expect that either." Waku nodded and said, feeling very curious when looking at the red spots on his body.
"Take us to your gathering place." Alka looked at the two of them and said directly.
Hearing this, the two looked at him warily.
Obviously they don't want that.
"You are not doing well. Resources are extremely scarce, and magic power is scarce. You must have fallen into a situation that is difficult to sustain.
Perhaps within a few dozen or a hundred years, your race may perish here, right?"
As Alka spoke, their frowns deepened .
When were they exposed, and then they thought of the abilities Alka showed when they met.
Maybe these people have been observing them for a long time.
"Okay, don't ask me how I know this. These are just my guesses, but they should be the facts, right?"
As Alka entered this space, he gradually began to understand this space through the treasures.
And began to master it. As he understood it, he could naturally feel that this space had become a little gray and dilapidated due to the long-term lack of magic power.
Simply by exploring the treasure, one can see that large areas of land in this space have basically become wasteland, just like the wasteland under their feet.
There are only a few tiny places where there is still life. Perhaps the two people in front of him and the surviving Vastwa are relying on these to survive.
I have to say, it's really admirable.
"We have been trapped here for more than 30,000 years. I really don't know how you managed to survive." Thinking of this, Alka couldn't help but say to the two of them.
Then he looked at the two of them still standing there, alert and entangled.
Alka said directly: "What are you arguing about? Even if you don't take me with you, this place is so small that it will only take us a little longer. It's not a big deal, right?"
"Moreover, you didn't even clean up your traces along the way. You never even thought that there would be other people here." Alka pointed behind them.
There was a long trail of footprints left by the machines. The ground was covered with thick dust, which made their footprints so conspicuous. If you just followed the footprints, it would be the same as if they were leading the way.
Then Alka added: "I am not asking you to take me into your rising place secretly, but to enter openly."
The two nodded, apparently convinced by Alka's words that this was the case.
Moreover, the two could also feel that Alka's people exuded powerful magic. Even the incomprehensible ability they just used was of high magic.
They just simply touched each other for a while and an allergic reaction occurred due to the large amount of high concentration of magic power.
He can actually wield magic so wantonly, just like in historical myths.
Maybe it is possible to save them.
"In exchange, we have to get our machinery back." Kavala looked at Alka and said.
Alka turned to look at Simon.
Simon nodded: "No threat."
Hearing this, Alka nodded and said, "Okay, but I hope you don't do anything stupid."
He said this with a slight wave of his hand, and the two machines suddenly disappeared from where they were. Then they reappeared in front of the two of them.
This sudden behavior made the two of them open their eyes wide.
"This...how was this done?" Waku was completely shocked.
Kavala next to him had his eyes wide open and was stunned.
At the same time, the two of them also knew the power of Alka and others, which was obviously not something that could be resisted.
They gradually came to believe that Alka and his friends had good intentions.
Silently put on the mechanical armor in front of you.
As the machine turned, the two men began to move forward: "Then follow us, it's not far away."
People just followed them up and slowed down their pace to follow the two machines.
"How did you do it?" Lucelia 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 walk so slowly." Simon beside him complained helplessly.
"This is already very fast. If it goes any faster, a lot of unnecessary magic power will be wasted." Kavala retorted.
Thinking of the situation here, Simon didn't say anything more. It was all forced by the environment.
Then he stretched out his mechanical arm and pointed his index finger at the machine.
There seemed to be some subtle changes in the two machines, and the energy inside was suddenly filled.
The last two machines started to operate at a rapid pace, as if they had entered some kind of overload mode.
"What's going on?" Waku was driving his machine, a little surprised. 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 something had to shut their mouths and drove the machine, which suddenly had powerful power, and ran wildly on the wasteland.
All I saw along the way was desolate wasteland, without a trace of life.
Alka soon discovered that the large area in the distance seemed to be the foundation of some building, but there was no ruins on it, not even a large and intact stone could be seen.
If these foundations were not still exposed on the surface, who would know that there is a large complex of buildings here.
"There should have been a large number of buildings here. How come there are not even ruins now?" Xia Daiti asked as he looked at the scene next to him.
Hearing this, Waku turned around and said, "Of course it's recycled materials. How can we just dump the materials here? The materials are very valuable."
After hearing this, everyone understood instantly.
Indeed, this place has become so desolate that every larger and complete stone is a resource.
How can we let the ruins go to waste here?
It also let everyone know indirectly that the lives of the surviving Vastwa people have obviously become difficult to a certain extent.
Resources are extremely scarce.
Soon they saw a group of buildings in the distance.
This building complex does not have any structure like a city wall, which makes sense. After all, they have been the only people living here for tens of thousands of years, so what is the point of these people having a towering city wall?
However, we can still see some simple defensive measures, which suggests that they may not always be safe from each other.
As they got closer, everyone could see these buildings more clearly.
The style of these buildings is extremely similar to the ruins they had seen outside before.
But it is obviously not as grand and exquisite as the ones outside. After all, these are basically built with materials from the ruins. The fact that they can build them like this shows that they are very amazing.
Dilapidation and abandonment are inevitable.
Then the two stopped in front.
Kavala turned around and said, "For safety reasons, you wait here for a while. Waku will stay here with 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 the two of you go together."
These words made the two of them look at each other, but Waku stayed and let Kavala walk towards the gathering place in front alone.
"How do you control magic power now?"
Alka asked, looking at Waku who stayed behind.
Alka was a little curious, because in his field of vision, whether it was Vaku or Kavala, they could be described as ordinary mortals, and although they had magic in their bodies, that magic was almost intangible.
It is very rare and is almost only used to maintain some special functions of the body.
After all, they have not yet completely transformed back into humans, and the characteristics of their former Vastwa people still remain.
Naturally, some magic power can still be produced. Although this magic power is very small, it should be able to provide them with some of the talents they once possessed.
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 indirectly shows that they do not need to perform the ritual of touching the person like ordinary humans to use magic power.
But if you want to grow, you still have to go through the ritual of touching. This is essential and is the basis of the spiral system creator lock structure.
"Through construction, through various mechanical structures, the magic power is collected and condensed into batteries, which then drive these structures."
Waku said as he patted the mecha he was riding.
I see. It means 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 know your ancestors and the experiences of your ancestors?"
This is what Alka cares about.
If the city of Vastwa has always existed here, it means that many members of the tribe are still alive.
Then the most valuable wealth of the entire city of Vastwa might be left behind, and the most valuable of course would be their research and the knowledge it brought.
There is also the situation of the Golden Age and the gods.
From the things brought back from the ruins of the Broken Island, we can get a glimpse of the extremely rich research atmosphere of the entire city of Vastva.
Especially in the aspect of space, and the various expanded research brought about by space.
These are things that cannot be achieved in many situations outside.
Although the data shows that it may be due to the talents of the Vastwa people and the conditions brought about by their living environment, the results of the research are just results.
This will be of great help to Alka and the others.
“Although some records are lost for various reasons, most of them are still there, such as we know the outside world.
For example, we know that we live in a world equivalent to a mezzanine space.
We live in a world brought by an artifact. The artifact was lost outside due to a war thousands of years ago, and we are locked inside because of this situation. "
Waku kept talking like this, and although he did not explain the history in detail, the brief introduction made Alka nod with peace of mind.
This shows that most of the knowledge left over from the Vastva city-state should have been preserved very well.
It's just that a large part of it may no longer be possible, at least for the current Vastwa people.
The magic here is so barren.
"So what's your current situation?" Simon asked from the side.
“You can still survive, although it’s hard to gather too much magic power, so you need to use it carefully.
But at least I am not starving to death and I am still alive."
The two sides simply communicated in this way, waiting for Kavala to arrive with the elders.
Both Waku and Alka knew that this was not something that could be accomplished in a short time, and they would definitely discuss it for a while before deciding to come.
Through communication with Waku, Alka also roughly understood the specific situation of the remaining area of the Vastwa city-state.
Their current population may be less than 20,000 or 30,000, which is already pitifully small.
Their food, clothing and other necessities all depended on magic power and nutrient solution made from the broken plants grown on the remaining land.
It's a bit hard to imagine.
Most of the magic power they collected was consumed as food and necessary water for the body.
Many years ago, there was a near-civil war due to increasingly scarce resources.
Fortunately, the Vastwa people are quite disgusted with war by nature, and they prefer research and exploration.
Even in this situation, they were still exploring, exploring ways to get out, but obviously such exploration had no effect at all.
The only thing that supports them is the records handed down from ten thousand years ago, which means that one day, guided by a certain opportunity, someone outside will obtain the key to open the door to their world and allow them to survive.
And they just have to live until then.
Alka agreed with this, it was true.
Obviously the person who wrote this knew how difficult it was.
Because according to what Alka knew, except for the Winter Flower which was knocked out because of one of the gaps, the other three treasures were all left inside.
There is so little hope.
And if Alka hadn't obtained this treasure, even if this treasure was obtained by someone else, it might not be able to be opened.
You know, because of the damage to the world, the fragments of the world where they lived had long been pushed out of the world and were quite far away.
If it weren't for Alka, they might not have been able to be brought back.
They can only consider themselves lucky.
But their luck could not be said to be very good. After all, they had to wait for more than 30,000 years, when the entire race might have been on the brink of extinction, before they finally waited for the day when the door was opened.
Just as everyone was communicating with each other, there was a noise in the distance and Alka looked over.
They could see many strange-looking but seemingly very unique mechanical structures coming towards them.
The leader was Kavala who had gone in to notify them earlier.
Alka and the others stood up and waited.
He wondered how these people would treat them, and hoped they wouldn't be stupid enough to use force.
That's too stupid.
But what he expected did not come.
Behind Kavala, a strange mechanical device about 4 meters high opened.
An old man in slightly ragged clothes, hunched over, leaning on a cane.
He walked over in a hurry that could even be described as excited.
The people around him kept holding him, fearing that he would fall.
He looks really old.
The old man came in front of Alka and looked at him and Alka's appearance.
Alka also looked at the old man in front of him, who also had sharp drooping ears.
But spots of other colors have appeared on his gray skin.
He had a slightly muscular figure, a hunched back, and was leaning on a cane, looking wrinkled all over.
He was leaning on a crutch, and his eyes, which were slightly larger than those of normal humans, were a little cloudy, but one could see a ray of hope in his eyes.
He obviously knew more than Kavala and Vaku.
"It's finally here, it's finally here." He muttered, his voice a little hoarse.
Then he seemed to have finally controlled his emotions. He looked at Alka and asked with a trembling voice, "You, did you really come in from 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 rolled down from the corners of his eyes, but he didn't care at all. He just excitedly leaned on his crutches, and one could see that his crutches were shaking.
"Elder Asteva, calm down." The middle-aged man standing next to him said as he helped him along the quilt.
"That's great, that's great, you know. We have hope of survival, we can survive, and everyone can survive, too."
He said excitedly and placed his hand on the hand of the middle-aged man next to him.
"What a shame, what a shame that many people can't see it anymore. They've waited so long."
In addition to him, many of the people who followed him also showed some excitement.
Alka and the others did not disturb them, but just stood there waiting, waiting for them to calm down.
