Chapter 1720
Lin Moyu searched the basin with his eyes, and suddenly saw a stone tablet in an inconspicuous corner.
The stone monument is as black as ink, and the color is different from the earth.
"This material..."
"It's indeed the ancient times."
Lin Moyu recognized at a glance that the material of the stone tablet was the same as that of the mysterious manor fortress, and took two steps directly to the stone tablet.
The stone tablet is engraved with text, which is the original ancient text that Lin Moyu is familiar with, that is, it is close to the ancient text from the previous life.
In this era, not many people know the ancient text of Yuanshi. For example, Bodhisattva Xiaoming Wang and Xu Qingyang, who he saved, do not know the ancient text of Yuanshi.
But Zhu Qiwu knew the mysterious big man.
Lin Moyu guessed that the original ancient text was only circulated in the upper world of each tribe, and even only powerful tribes would know about it.
There should have been a lot of text on the stone tablet, but now most of it has been erased, leaving only some fragments.
"Tulu rebelled, but I led the army to defeat it..."
"No matter how strong the curse is, it can't stop the glory of the master..."
"Heaven... despicable..."
"I will lead the army...to massacre Tulu..."
They are all fragmentary records, but they are enough to analyze a lot of information.
When he saw the word Tulu, Lin Moyu suddenly thought of the information he had seen in the animal skin manuscript.
This was written in the handwritten note at that time, "In the year 998 of the Immortal Era, your glory shone on Toulu."
By connecting cause and effect, you can probably guess the cause and effect.
In the 998th year of the Immortal Era, this master ruled the entire Toulu, but it was not known whether Toulu was a race at that time or an independent world.
In the following years, more than a dozen races or worlds were ruled.
Then, in an unprecedented war, these guys refused to be dominated and rebelled.
As a result, Tulu was massacred.
"So area 9-58 is actually the former clan area of Tulu."
"Tulu turns out to be a plant life, a plant life that is good at cursing."
"Things from ancient times are indeed interesting."
There are races that are good at curses in the big world, but they are all very weak.
Unexpectedly, the Tulu people took the curse to such an extent that it transcended the level of gods.
Looking at the holes left behind, one can imagine how big they were when they were alive, and one can also deduce that their strength is no weaker than the Huaguduo they saw before.
That was an existence that transcended the gods. In the old Tulu, they could be seen everywhere.
The power in ancient times seemed to be far greater than that of the current era.
Lin Moyu felt like it was an eye-opener.
He tried to take the stele away, but the stele was firmly embedded in the earth, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not take it away.
In the end, he had no choice but to use the recording stone to write down the contents on the stone tablet.
Those big shots really want information from ancient times, and if they hand it over, they might be able to get some rewards.
After searching the basin, nothing else was found.
I went to look around the pothole again and let dozens of skeletons go in to try. It was once again confirmed that I could indeed leave here through the pothole and return to the big world.
Lin Moyu felt confident and knew that she would not be trapped here.
Leave a few skeletons here as coordinates so that you won't get lost no matter how you walk.
Leaving the basin, it turned into a stream of light and flew in the other direction.
The Skeleton God Warrior made a new discovery.
Chapter 1,446 The curse from billions of years ago
The Skeleton God Warrior discovered a basin again, but there was no stone tablet left in the basin.
The size and layout of the two basins at the front and back are exactly the same.
There is no difference in the distribution of potholes inside either.
The two basins are both standard circles with a diameter of 10,000 meters, which is very accurate.
There are no more or less potholes in the basin, exactly 100, and even the location and size of each pothole are the same.
It can be said that these two basins, except for the stone monuments, seem to be carved from the same mold.
Then the skeletons discovered more and more basins. Lin Moyu looked at them one by one and found that these basins were all the same.
Lin Moyu secretly guessed, "Can each basin be regarded as a tribe or an ethnic group?"
"But if you look at it this way, there seems to be something wrong."
"The distribution of these basins is too even. It doesn't look like a living area, but more like the style of the army."
"If it's an army, there should be a commander-in-chief."
Lin Moyu followed his findings and compared them with the topographic map that had been formed in his mind.
He found that these basins were very evenly distributed and formed a phalanx similar to an army.
However, this speculation cannot be supported for the time being.
Along the way, Lin Moyu was safe and no curse was triggered.
He didn't know what those people who triggered the curse discovered back then.
After all, he had only been here for two days, so he couldn't be in a hurry.
The skeletons continued to explore around. Except for the direction where the basin appeared, the other directions were all flat and there was nothing.
This land that originally belonged to the Tulu people was vaster than Lin Moyu's imagination.
Skeletons running in other directions can run 130 million kilometers every day, but after running like this for two days, they are still on the plains, and the scenery has not changed at all.
This scale has completely exceeded common sense.
However, Lin Moyu had a vague feeling that this was just the tip of the iceberg.
Basins are still appearing, and in the map in my mind, there are already tens of thousands of them.
There are 100 seats horizontally and vertically, forming a neat array.
Finally, on the fourth day, I made a new discovery.
Directly in front of the Wanzuo Basin, a 100-meter-high mountain appeared.
The moment he saw the mountains, Lin Moyu was finally sure that this basin was either a tribe or a military camp.
On the top of this high mountain, there is a strange big tree.
Under the sight of the undead, the soul fire of this big tree has been extinguished.
Lin Moyu walked to the mountain, turned around and looked in the direction of the basin.
The fog in front of me suddenly cleared up, and the Wanzuo Basin came into view.
He was as condescending as a general reviewing his soldiers.
It is conceivable that those basins were filled with Tulu soldiers, ready to launch a so-called rebellion.
As a result, the rebellion failed, and instead the clan was slaughtered.
Who is right and who is wrong on both sides has long been buried by the long river of time, and it doesn't matter anymore.
It was not difficult for Lin Moyu to figure out the truth. He could resurrect the weird tree around him.
But he didn't dare. An existence at this level would most likely break away from the control of [Resurrection of the Dead] and give himself a curse.
I was lucky last time, but it's hard to say next time.
The risk is too great and not worth taking.
The strange big tree in front of me is a hundred meters high. It is obviously bigger than the previous Huaguduo, and it goes without saying that it is also stronger.
If you want to commit suicide, doing it once is enough. If you do it more, you may actually die.
He withdrew his gaze from the basin and turned to look at the strange tree in front of him.
The surface of the big tree is not smooth, but has protrusions.
These protrusions looked like something was about to come out of its body, forming a peculiar appearance.
Withered branches drooped down, connected with the earth, and covered the earth.
Lin Moyu did not touch these branches, and slowly flew up.
The mountain is a hundred meters high. At this time, he is almost standing on the top of the mountain, which is equivalent to standing a hundred meters in the air, bearing a huge pulling force.
When he flew up, he was less than half a meter above the ground and could not get over the top of the mountain.