Chapter 645: Declaring War

He forgot the commandments! looking back,

Only Eurydice, lost in the light, was left in the eyes,

It was a life more precious than his own,

The path of prayer crumbles into foam, and the pact of death is cruel.

——Virgil, "Agricultural Poems"

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After only staying for a short time, Hai Erbo came after him.

The dark wind is howling, and the dark clouds are like the wings of a giant dragon waving to both sides. They are divided into two halves by the sky. The sun that has not been seen for many years is carved straight on the ground in the shape of a sharp sword. The land that has been unfamiliar with the sun quickly dries up and cracks. , the lichens and fungi that are tired of light can't look directly at its brightness, and they will be wiped out the moment they are sprinkled by the light.

The dry corpse protruded out of mycelium, and climbed hard to the dark place without light. The sunlight did not bring the long-lost warmth to this nameless city-state standing on the mountain peak, but dimmed the brightness of the street lamps, adding to its warmth. A layer of pale, bone-like cold filter was applied.

The original buildings and living atmosphere preserved in the dark are like the murals in the ancient tombs, and they begin to become as crisp as biscuits. The wind from the gaps in the clouds just blows gently, the buildings collapse, and the stone slabs of the streets turn into mud. Sinking into the ground, this city-state that has been silent for three years will also completely lose its name on the map.

Scattered gravel was scattered everywhere. In the midst of the snow-like destruction, Nelson, who was standing in the middle of the street, bent down and picked up the box on the ground. With his fingers firmly tied together, he straightened his waist and pressed the button on the handle of the suitcase, and one side of the suitcase fell off, revealing a dense honeycomb-like hole.

Nelson raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked directly at the looming sun in the gaps in the clouds, until a dragon's head covering the sky protruded from the crack that opened the sky, and the beast's eyes could see even the last trace of his own will. It's gone, its pupils are covered with roundworm-like bloodshots, and in the depths of the bloodshots, cursed runes are spreading their despair and devouring the surrounding vitality.

Compared with the mayfly in Nelson's box, it is more like a cold machine.

It didn't seem to see Nelson on the street. Shark-like criss-crossed sharp teeth were exposed in its wide-open mouth. Some biological residues were even hanging between the teeth. It didn't know how long it hadn't been cleaned, and the pus-filled throat and eyes lit up. There was a fiery flame, and then, the earth-shattering dragon's breath spewed out from its mouth, and it rushed to the top of the mountain almost instantly. The remnants of the city-state isolated between the mountain and it melted instantly, and the heat wave roasted the damp mountain. It became a leather shell as strong as pottery.

It can even add glaze and polish to it, and even carve the name of its great master on the top of a natural mountain.

Nelson raised his wand above his head, and the invisible barrier cut off the breath of the giant dragon. Only the ground under his feet remained moist when it was not raging. Although the dragon's breath was blocked, the increasingly hot air gradually made Nelson feel Some shortness of breath.

He was thinking and weighing, if he took Pythia away like this, maybe he would not be exposed to Hai Erbo prematurely, and he would be able to leave enough opportunities and time for the upcoming historical mystery to be revealed.

But he will also keep Haierbo's anger here, at his feet.

Under his feet is the real city-state.

The city-state never lies in the city, but in the people. As Andros said, after briefly resisting Haierbo's attack, he transferred the residents of the city-state to the cavity of the mountain under their feet.

Ten minutes ago, Nelson was dragged by Andros' vine man into the pit he dug himself, passed through the mine that he blasted out, and witnessed the city-state of refuge established by Andros.

It was a city that he had never seen even in fantasy novels, a city that was incompatible with this era.

A huge spherical cavity was dug out of the mountain. Along the inner wall of the cavity, rows of corridor-like platforms were dug out. The cave-like houses are tight and harmonious. They are different, and the platforms on each floor are connected by rope ladders woven by green rattan. They cling to the mountains that support people and live together in a crowded way.

The underground is actually much brighter than the outside. In an area that has not been excavated into houses obliquely below, a large piece of glowing crystal clusters grows between the rock gaps. They seem to be the original mines of the glowing ore street lamps on the street outside. There were tens of meters of shirtless miners working there, and the sound of pickaxes continued to be urgent and rhythmic.

A thick vine grows from a muddy ground directly below, pokes straight to the top, and assumes the role of a pillar supporting the chamber. Countless branches protrude from the vine, extending the back The city-states built on rock walls are connected in a closer way. From time to time, people can be seen sliding in the air with rattan. Full of courage to survive in a desperate situation, each of their hands is almost covered with calluses. This huge underground city is not the work of the invincible Andros alone, but the joint construction of these people who are struggling to survive.

Those vines are rooted in every corner of the city like street trees, and the tops of the trees are bound with carved ores, as if it should be such a plant with fluorescent fruits.

Nelson even saw a young couple sitting on a rattan cane, their robes were covered with patches woven with fine rattan, and their two palms covered with thick calluses were tightly clasped together. They could hardly feel each other's palms, but the cocoon did not hinder their spiritual communication.

It was something Nelson had never seen at Delphi, and it was something he most wanted to see in this day and age.

He closed his eyes, smelling the smell of cooking smoke in the cavity, the smell of underground soil, and the unique smell of the ancient city. Under the drag of the vine man, he fell freely and fell downward.

At the bottom of the cavity, the bright and even dazzling light made it look like daytime. Fujiman tightened suddenly, and Nelson stopped in the air, hanging upside down about one meter above the ground. Observe the world with interest.

A few thick vines quickly stretched out from the vines in the center, entangled him like a rice dumpling, and instantly built a cage. The bottom was a rare flat ground in this circular city. Man hangs here, aiming at the field under his feet that has been reclaimed as carefully as possible. The spring water drawn from nowhere gathers into a trickle and flows slowly in the canal in the field. From time to time, someone comes to the canal with a wooden bucket There are also many people working in the fields, including some young children.

The people underground don't know what night it is, so that although the world is neat, the seasons are out of order. Nelson saw a golden wheat ear in the northwest corner, but there was a little boy squatting on the ground right below him, He dug out the pit with a small shovel, and carefully took out a grain of wheat from the seed bag hanging on his waist, and buried it in the pit.

His robe was not made of sheepskin or fabric, but was entirely made of rattan. This underground city-state should have scarce fabrics. He noticed Nelson hanging upside down, and raised his head curiously, looking at his unique blond hair.

"Are you... the sun god?"

This child looks less than three years old, and his speech is intermittent. He should be a child born after the entire city-state went underground. He has never seen the sun, but he has heard the legend that the sun will emit golden light, but he has only heard of it. With just a few words, he confuses the sun god himself with the sun.

"I'm not."

Nelson twisted his neck and saw a tree house at the bottom of the vines, which was entangled with vines. This should be Andros' residence. He walked in a hurry and forgot to close the door. Nelson followed the door to Looking inside, there were some silver metals on a small table, he raised his eyebrows, it turned out that the missing mayflies had arrived here.

Soon, people who looked like the parents of the child ran over in a hurry. Even though their faces were full of anxiety, they were still cautious and did not step on the land except the ridge. They rushed to the side of the child and put him Picking up, the two parents of course know that this vine man can only be used by their Andros, so the person who will be tied up like this must not be a good person.

On the back of the woman was a baby who had been knocked into a basket. He had a pair of big black almond-like eyes, biting his fingers ignorantly, and looked at Nelson, whose nose grew under his mouth. The bloodstains, judging from the woman's weak movements and complexion, this is a life that has just been born.

But he was so quiet that his face turned purple.

The woman backed away with the child in her arms, while the man raised a long branch with a spear tip tied to it to warn Nelson vigilantly.

"who are you?!"

"I'm a friend of Andros." Nelson smiled, indicating that he was not hostile. "I come from Delphi. Your city-state is great, much better than mine."

Hearing Nelson's words, the man not only did not relax his vigilance, but became even more nervous. When he heard "Delphi", he even raised the rough spear in his hand and made an offensive gesture towards Nelson.

"I just want to experience how Andros usually goes back and forth," a silver light flashed, and the mayfly that was violently dismantled on Andros's table was reassembled in an instant, and it flashed past Nelson, bound him He landed safely, avoiding the crops, and spread his hands, "Look, he won't let the uninvited guest break free so easily."

The man's hand holding the spear trembled, and his legs couldn't help but start to tremble. He knew exactly what the scene he had just seen was magic, magic that only belonged to Andros, and the person who broke into their home was A wizard with the same divine power as Andros, the rebuilder of the city-state!

He had heard Andros talk about the dangers and horrors of the outside world countless times. Wherever these people who possessed magical powers like him went, they would definitely bring killing and destruction.

The faces of the man and the woman who distanced themselves turned pale, only the child held by the woman had more curious eyes, and the baby in her carrying basket poked its head out from her shoulders, and saw Nelson's mouth running under his nose again , couldn't help clapping and laughing, but there was still no sound.

The man didn't dare to show his anger, he was afraid that his behavior would offend this unknown wizard, and Andros was not at his residence for some reason. Knows more about the horrors of wizarding than most Muggles.

"The little one is so cute."

He blinked, and suddenly realized that Nelson in front of him had disappeared! He turned his head in horror. Nelson was standing behind his wife, laughing and teasing the child. It was his little daughter who was born less than a week ago. Although she didn't cry like other children, she was still depressed. Proof of hope in underground life.

"Let go of my daughter!"

He widened his eyes and saw that Nelson stuffed a silver metal pellet into his daughter's mouth. His father's courage filled his thin body. He imagined himself as a warrior who charged bravely with an excellent spear, Raising the stick with the spear point tied, he rushed at Nelson with red eyes like a bull in a bullring.

The spear pierced through Nelson's body, panting heavily, he stopped behind Nelson, slumped on the ground.

"I actually... killed a wizard?"

Some colorless liquid was stained on the spear. He looked at his hands, but heard his daughter's violent coughing behind him.

"Be careful, cough slowly."

Turning his head with all his might, he saw Nelson's spear-pierced body replaced by a pool of water, which was quickly returning to its robes.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

The baby girl's face was flushed, and even coughed up blood foam. Nelson's hand was next to her mouth, and it was stained red in a short while. In the next second, a blood clot much larger than the metal grain just now was crushed. She coughed, and the baby girl clenched her small fists and let out a loud cry, which attracted the attention of almost everyone in the cavity, "Wow..."

"You like this?"

Nelson shook the assembled mayfly in front of her, looked at the baby girl's hand, smiled, "Here for you."

"you--"

The man looked at Nelson's back and asked again, but Nelson had disappeared, replaced by a white cat that was climbing deftly up the vine, as fast as flying.

Nelson shook his head and kneaded the hand holding the wand. The blood clot coughed up by the baby girl was crushed, revealing a small angular piece of fusiform glowing ore that she had swallowed by mistake and almost stuck her to death.

"It's better to be famous than to meet, Hai Erbo."

Nelson smiled, raised his arm, and the tip of the staff gleamed with silver light, drawing a perfect arc in the air.

The scorching dragon's breath was split from the center, and after the silver light arc, the sharp ore was thrown out like a javelin, and the silver parts shot out from the exposed hole of the suitcase like bullets, following the ore, Clinging to its body, it condensed into a spear imagined by the father in the hole.

With the whistling of wind and thunder, and the angry howl of the soul, it split the flames like a rock splitting the water, and pierced into the roaring mouth of the giant dragon in just an instant!

"boom!"

Just to clarify, Nelson did not use magic to create a fake Pythia to confuse the public, "carry it in a box" is just an exaggerated wording, which means that Nelson has used all known hidden magic, and there is no way to avoid Haierbo to find her