Volume 4: The Cataclysm Chapter 88: Iceworm
Bloody wasteland, lost path.
A group of seven people were moving forward along the rugged mountain path.
The climate here is still mild, but you can already see several snow-capped mountains in the distance.
For the members of that team, the lost path was very familiar and they would definitely not go wrong.
Like the Dead Leaf Corridor, as an important transportation channel, the human forces in the Blood Wasteland always clear out monsters regularly, so there are not many monsters on the Lost Path. The few monsters would not be so blind as to provoke a team of six powerful people with legendary abilities.
That's right, among the seven people, four were members of that team. They seemed to be partners from the same plane who had been adventuring together for a long time.
The other three, besides Marvin, were a paladin and a little girl who looked very weak.
The profession of Paladin is usually very sensitive in the Blood Wasteland.
Because the power of the paladin mostly comes from the gods they believe in, although there are also achievements from their own practice, a large part of it needs the support of the divine arts granted by the gods. And the alignment and tendency of the gods are very important in a place like the Bloody Wasteland where there are chaotic forces.
So before inviting this paladin to join the team, the four original members had already figured out the paladin's background.
But the answer is somewhat surprising.
This is actually a believer in the God of Truth!
You know, since the fall of the God of Truth, most of his divine magicians, priests, and holy warriors have been unable to get his response. Although before his fall, the God of Truth left behind an [Eternal Libra] as a place for the divine fire to rest after his godhood collapsed, most people still cannot believe in the God of Truth.
After all, from the perspective of the gods, the ancient god of truth is already dead. What they believe in is just a series of mechanical rules.
In this era, there are still holy warriors who believe in the God of Truth, which is a rare thing in itself.
What’s even more bizarre is that he actually cultivated to the legendary realm and appeared in the bloody wasteland.
Marvin was very interested in him, but he remained silent after joining the team.
In addition, the little girl he was carrying on his back was in a deep sleep, and she exuded an evil aura. Even when he was resting, he was always cold and silent, with an air of keeping strangers away, so Marvin was unable to learn more information.
He only learned some news from other members of the team that the little girl seemed to be under a very vicious curse.
This kind of curse can only be lifted by the servants of some powerful gods in Holy Light City.
Of course , if the God of Truth was still alive, this holy warrior would probably have the ability to lift the curse; however, the god he believed in was dead, and no matter how strong his faith was, the god would not grant him divine power to save the cursed little girl.
This may be the saddest part about him.
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Except for the holy warrior and the little girl, the other four went to Holy Light City to meet some old friends.
As for what they were going to do when they met, they didn't mention much. After all, they were just traveling together.
In a place like the Bloody Wasteland, since everyone is human, it may be safer for everyone to travel together; but few people will take the initiative to reveal each other's background.
Even Marvin himself just made up an excuse and fooled around.
He observed carefully and found that the four people in this team all had excellent combat capabilities. Among them, there were two men and two women. The two men were melee characters, one woman was suspected to be a divine magician, and the other was very obviously a legendary wizard.
In the team, the legendary wizard's status is obviously higher than others.
It can be seen that her strength may be the strongest.
As for the others, it’s about 50-50, and their legendary level won’t exceed level 3; of course, it’s always higher than the level of a rookie like Marvin who has just entered the legendary realm.
However, after Marvin joined the team, he did not present himself as he had done before.
In fact, since obtaining the Staff of Grey Eagle, he has been able to flexibly transform his role.
He defined himself as a legendary druid.
At this time, he was riding on a horse summoned by the Staff of Grey Eagle, leisurely following the others along the way.
He was wearing a thick cloak and holding the Staff of Grey Eagle in his hand. If someone didn't know his background, they might really think he was a spellcaster.
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The Lost Trail is not very long. According to the calculations of the team leader [Hunter] Finno, at the current speed, they will reach the foot of the snow-capped mountains before dark.
Then we may face a truly severe test. It is still relatively easy now.
The atmosphere in the team was not dull - Finno was very eloquent and often told harmless jokes. Even the paladin who looked very rigid would change his expression to save face when Finno tried to adjust the atmosphere.
It can be seen that the four people cooperated very well. The two women seemed to do nothing, but the legendary wizard's pet, a crow, kept flying back and forth near them. The crow's eyes were gray, and it obviously had the ability to see through and resist invisibility.
The divine magician would occasionally cast a detection spell beneath the ground to prevent sudden attacks from monsters underground.
With two spellcasters working together, the reconnaissance intensity is very high, and few enemies can successfully ambush them.
At first, Marvin occasionally used his sense of the earth, but later he found that his actions were completely unnecessary.
It turns out that following the team saves more effort.
Time passed minute by minute, and Marvin occasionally chatted with Finno to kill time.
When the blood light in the sky gradually dimmed, they finally arrived at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.
There was a sign at the intersection ahead. It was made of enchanted nanmu wood and had a straight arrow drawn on it - [Torch Valley (towards the City of Holy Light)].
"As we leave the road ahead, the protective barrier of the Lost Path disappears."
Finno was unusually serious: "The last time, we encountered an avalanche not far ahead. Everyone, be careful."
Everyone nodded silently.
Those who can hang around in the bloody wasteland are no longer newbies. They know when to relax and when to stay vigilant at all times.
The group continued to move forward in the direction of the signs.
Sure enough, not long after, Marvin felt a terrifying chill coming.
It was as if we had gone directly from a warm area into the snowy mountains.
The change in climate was so great that even the little girl on the paladin's back was awakened.
"Where is this, Uncle Griffin?"
The little girl's voice was very weak, as if she needed to use all her strength to say every word.
"We will soon reach our destination."
This was the first time Marvin heard the paladin speak. His voice was steady and powerful, with a convincing force.
"Close your eyes. No matter what sound you hear, don't open them. I will protect you."
"Um."
The little girl trusted the holy warrior very much, so she closed her eyes obediently.
The rest of the people didn't pay much attention to the conversation between the two. Their expressions became very serious, and the two melee fighters even grabbed their weapons in their hands.
The exaggerated axe and the slender sword were both very rare weapons - at least the former seemed unsuitable for human stature, and the latter seemed flashy in actual combat. But the strength of these two human warriors was unquestionable, and Marvin could sense the powerful explosive power in their bodies.
"Maybe they are not pure humans."
Marvin observed silently.
Finno held a sword with graceful movements, looking more like a human with elven blood; the other man was relatively rough, and the two-handed axe was completely inconsistent with his body shape, but he could wield the weapon in his hand with ease.
The terrain ahead suddenly changed, and a large amount of snow appeared under the feet of the adventurers.
The road that was originally clearly visible was buried by heavy snow, so they could not walk very fast.
Somehow, Marvin felt as if a pair of eyes were always watching them.
This is not surprising.
Before setting off, he was told that the blizzard here could be artificially controlled. If it was a powerful legendary wizard, he would be fully capable of doing this. And if it was a servant of God with divine power, it would be even easier.
No matter who wants to block this place, Marvin has only one attitude - that is to break through!
If he wants to find Minsk, he must reach the Holy Light City, and no one can stop him.
On the surface, he still held the Grey Eagle Staff, and was considerate enough to cast a few nature aura spells on his teammates, looking like a typical druid.
In fact, his left hand was already pressing on the green leaves on his waist.
If there is any movement, he can instantly transform from an "arch druid" into a cold-blooded assassin.
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What surprised Marvin was that this feeling disappeared quickly after a short while at the beginning.
They moved through the snow very smoothly without encountering any obstacles.
"The Torch Valley is ahead."
Finno showed a hint of joy and looked relieved.
It is said that the four of them have walked this road back and forth no less than four times, so it should not be wrong.
Like Lost Path, Torch Valley is also protected by a barrier, but the barrier power of Lost Path comes from Black Swan Hill, while Torch Valley comes from Holy Light City.
As long as they could reach Torch Valley safely, they wouldn't be afraid of the blizzard and other conditions.
However, at this moment, the divine magician Nolan suddenly issued a warning:
"Be careful, there's something under the snow!"
In an instant, the light of the reconnaissance technique she released changed from golden to scarlet red!
The crimson light suddenly changed into patterns.
Everyone could clearly see that under the vast snow, there were holes everywhere!
These holes are nests.
A large number of ice worms are pouring out of their nests frantically!
"Prepare for battle!"
Fenno roared, and slashed the ground with the rapier in his hand. Suddenly, snowflakes flew up from the sky, and the sound of crackling was endless!
