Chapter 430: Evacuate at Night

"Relics of ancient civilization?" The professor looked at the hunters with suspicion.

He really didn't expect that when Gordon and the others went to investigate the reason for Lanlong's anger, they would be involved in an archaeological discovery of this level.

If the ruins of the ancient civilization were as described by the hunters, they would be as large as a "whole mountain" and would be basically intact.

That would be an astonishing discovery second only to the ancient pagoda of Shuhai and the Pyramid of Submerged Forest.

"Furthermore, Pandan was still at the top of the ruins and found a huge crack." Gordon was midway through adding, but was interrupted by Pandan.

"I'm here, I'm here, meow!"

Xianglan seemed to be very proud of her discovery. She put her hands on her hips and said, "The crack is so long, about twenty meters, and it's so wide. You can put Bobo in it! I almost fell off." We got in, luckily I reacted quickly, meow!”

"You can get to the point now, nya."

"Meow——!" Xianglan slapped the pig's paw in dissatisfaction and continued: "I looked at the edge of the crack and found that moss had grown on it, but it was not seriously weathered.

So I feel that the cracks should indeed have opened not too long ago, at least it doesn't feel like it took decades or hundreds of years. "

"Pandan is great~." Hayata knelt down and rubbed Pandan's fleshy cheeks.

She knew that the latter liked such rewards the most.

"Meow meow~."

Ignoring the bored man and cat over there, Gordon said to the professor:

“We can’t say for sure that the ruins and the cracks on the ruins must be the truth about Lan Long’s anger, but for the time being, we don’t have a more reasonable guess.

These messages must be conveyed to the guild, so I suggest resting during the day and setting out to return after nightfall and leave the Lingfeng Mountains. "

"Sound judgment."

The professor sat up cross-legged, "Judging from your description, it should indeed be an ancient ruin, not an ordinary ancient ruin.

Then, it is possible that there are things left in the ruins that make the ancient dragon nervous.

There may even be some ‘living creatures’, and you were right not to venture too far into them. "

The hunters looked at each other.

"Are there any living things in the ruins that are thousands of years old?" Gordon asked in disbelief.

He said before that something might have escaped or something, but he just said it casually without thinking.

"Similar discoveries have been made in the ancient tower."

The professor made a vague mention, and then changed the subject, "The science and technology of our ancient ancestors has developed to a level beyond our imagination.

To give the simplest example, Gordon, your epitaph sword.

What seems so magical to us now may have been just the most common and ordinary knife to our ancient ancestors, but this one happened to be better preserved.

Technologies that cannot be understood."

"Nah that"

Alva looked at the entrance of the temporary camp from time to time, as if he was worried that something terrible would suddenly rush in, "Then should we leave as soon as possible?

Let's leave the sub-peak, ah, no, the ruins are not too far away. "

"We have to wait until night before leaving." Gordon said helplessly: "Compared to those weird legends that exist and are not available, the threat of Lan Long is more direct."

Anhil, who had reorganized the ammunition, also raised his head and glanced at Alva, "Don't scare yourself, there are no such messy things.

If something terrible really escaped from the ruins, it wouldn't leave no trace at all.

Except for the ruins themselves, everything around them was normal, and the herbivores didn't look crazy, so they were fine. "

Alva nodded quickly, trying not to stare at the dark entrance.

"Okay, don't think so much. If you have time to think about these things, it's better to organize and refine the terrain information collected by Gordon and others and draw it into a map."

"Ah, okay, I'm good at this!"

After talking about Alva, the professor turned his attention to the hunters again, "You have been running all night and you are all tired. Go and rest quickly.

Just as Gordon said, we will set off as soon as it gets dark, and it is time to leave this place. "

Night once again enveloped the Lingfeng Mountains.

Under the pressure of Gordon and others, Alva was forced to discard a large amount of "unnecessary" luggage, such as books, papers and painting supplies.

In order to keep up with the hunters during the subsequent evacuation, he had to reduce his weight. After all, he still had to carry the professor.

"I can walk by myself." The professor, who was tied to Alva's back like a baby, looked a little dark.

Gordon suppressed his laughter and said, "Professor, your legs are not yet flexible, so it is more convenient to do this."

"Forget it." The professor sighed, "It doesn't matter if I am embarrassed, as long as everyone can evacuate safely, I feel a little bad."

Gordon's expression became serious. "Feeling" is something that is difficult to describe. The professor would say this, and it was probably not without purpose. "Professor, have you noticed anything unusual?"

"Um."

The professor pushed up his glasses and said, "The air pressure is a bit low. I think the weather tonight will not be too clear and calm."

"There will be a storm? Is it because of Lanlong?" Gordon asked quietly.

"It should rain, but whether there will be a storm depends on Lan Long's mood."

Gordon nodded.

The professor spent at least half of his life in the wild or on an airship, and Gordon completely trusted his judgment about the weather.

Even though he has been in an almost completely closed camp in recent days.

Gordon called his companions together and told them that it might rain tonight.

The choice of traveling in the rain overnight sounds a bit risky, but in order to pass the news as soon as possible, it is also to avoid more trouble.

They decided not to change the itinerary.

"Are you all ready? After leaving the camp, we have to run non-stop. It is best to leave the range of Lingfeng Mountains before dawn."

"I will try my best!" Alva did not seem very confident.

Although his physical fitness is better than that of ordinary people, it is still far behind that of hunters.

Gordon thought about it, took out two bottles of strong walking medicine and gave them to him, "Considering the danger, we can't stop to rest halfway. If you feel that you can't hold on, drink this."

"I understand."

"Then let's go."

Gordon put on his helmet, pulled down his visor, and walked out of the camp first, and Hayata and others followed.

Alva took a last look at the temporary camp that provided them with shelter for several days, and tightened the cloth strips that fixed the professor's body.

"Professor, is this okay? Is it too tight?"

"I'm not that fragile yet, hurry up."

The main peak of Lingfeng, the top of a giant columnar peak covered by clouds.

The white dragon opened its eyes.

It looked to the east.

The faint breath from there made it restless.

A purple-red light spot appeared on its gorgeous spiny fins, and it gently swung its slender body and took off with the wind.

The water vapor containing mysterious power stirred the clouds around the peak, and the clouds swirled, gradually forming a huge cyclone covering the sky.

"Rumble, rumble, rumble--."

The thunder flashed in the cyclone clouds that were no longer white.

The dull thunder seemed to be a signal.

The warm raindrops fell on the ground, and the raindrops became more and more dense, and finally turned into a torrential rain that covered the mountains.