Standing in front of two skeletal corpses on the endless black wilderness, listening to Athir's words, everyone, including Thor, couldn't help but twitch their lips.
They have always avoided strange things for fear of any accidents.
Although what we see in front of us are just two dead monsters, if we carry it with us, no one knows whether there will be any accidents along the way.
As if he understood everyone's thoughts, Athir said, "The power of these two blood corpses has disappeared. As long as we pay attention, there will be no more accidents."
Hearing this, Thor nodded, suppressing the slight discomfort in his heart, and directed his subordinates to clean up the two skeletons.
After doing this, they continued to walk around in a circle.
Although the forbidden area before us is very dangerous, it is filled with powerful distorted radiation, which has almost wiped out life in this area.
However, in such a harsh environment, some unique life forms can be born, which just adapt to the current harsh environment and take root and survive here.
In this area, Athir found a kind of black grass that looked inconspicuous against the dark ground around it.
After rough testing, it was found that this black grass has a unique property. If someone accidentally swallows it, they will have extremely strong hallucinations and may even collapse and die.
Because of this effect, this grass was called the grass of death by Thor and others, and was regarded as a strange and terrifying poison.
But in the hands of a wizard, this black dead grass is very useful and can be used to replace many unique materials.
"Although this forbidden area is a bit dangerous, the environment here is very suitable for cultivating the flower of the dead."
After searching around and looking around, Athir couldn't help but think.
The Flower of the Dead is an extremely precious material. Its growth requires a very special environment and is extremely difficult to cultivate.
Under normal circumstances, the growth of the flower of death needs to be watered with resentful blood on a daily basis in order to grow slowly.
However, the environment in front of them is very consistent with the growth environment of the flower of death. According to the simulation of the chip, if the flower of death is planted around here, not only will it not need the blood of resentful people to water it, but the growth speed will also be much faster.
"Once things are settled, we can find a forbidden area to give it a try."
Standing there, looking at the ruins of the village vaguely visible in the distance, Athir thought to himself.
Speaking of which, the seeds of the flower of death in his hand came from the wizards in the Ancient Armor City. A lot of them have been consumed in experiments over the years, and there are not many left.
Looking back, they slowly walked away and left this place.
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At night, the bonfire gradually burned, releasing light and heat, attracting some life around.
bump!!
As the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground rang out, the surrounding ground seemed to shake.
"This is the third one."
Hearing the voice, Thor turned and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and said with some envy.
Around him, others did the same, looking in the direction where the sound came from, feeling relieved but also a little envious.
They were not unfamiliar with this sound during this period of time. Every time a sound fell, it represented a powerful mutant creature falling to the ground.
"Looks like these are all we have for today."
On the other side, looking at the tall insect beast falling in front of him, Atier turned and walked towards the campfire behind him.
In this world, mutant creatures seem to have some unique aura that can be sensed by other mutant creatures, causing ordinary beasts and mutant creatures to automatically stay away from them, thus playing a certain role in expelling them.
Therefore, except for the first one, the number of mutant creatures that Athir could encounter in one night was also very limited and not too many.
They walked back to the original place quietly. Except for one or two people, the rest had already rested.
Looking at this scene, Atier shook his head and walked out without disturbing them to rest.
About ten meters away, he found a flat ground and drew the sword from his waist.
The silver sword light lit up in the dark night, and gusts of fierce sword wind swept across the surroundings, disturbing the grass and trees.
Sitting by the campfire, watching this scene quietly, after hesitating for a moment, Ariel couldn't resist the desire in her heart, so she stood up and looked at Athir in the distance.
The same as her is Thor on the side.
They looked at the figure of Athir wielding a sword in the distance, and there was also eagerness and desire for powerful strength in their eyes.
The sword light created by the swing of Athir's sword, or the fierce sword wind, fascinated them and made them desire to possess it.
Not long after, under their gaze, Athir put away his sword and walked back again.
"How does it feel?"
Standing by the campfire, feeling the gazes of Thor and Ariel, Athir smiled.
"Amazing swordsmanship, terrifying power."
Thor showed an expression of awe on his face: "Such terrible power, I have never seen anyone have it except you, Lord Athir."
On the side, Ariel nodded in agreement, agreeing with what Thor said.
"Want to learn?"
Listening to Thor's words and looking at the two people in front of him, Athir kept a smile on his face and spoke directly.
As soon as these words came out, the two people in front of him felt something in their hearts, and a sense of heat began to rise.
"Lord Athir... stop joking with us..."
Trying hard to suppress the heat and excitement in his heart, Thor managed to stay calm and spoke tentatively.
He asked himself, if he had such power, there is no way he could teach it to others.
Therefore, although he was moved, he was afraid that it was a test from Athir and did not dare to show any intention.
"I'm not kidding."
Facing his gaze, Athir kept a smile on his face and looked quietly at Thor in front of him.
He was not kidding.
Coming to this world alone, although he has great strength, he is only one person after all, and many things are very inconvenient without help. If he can properly train some subordinates, they can help a little.
The Thor in front of him is very good. He is a nobleman himself. He not only owns a territory, but also has good abilities.
Of course, the most important thing is that he has the qualifications to be a knight, which is why it is necessary to train him.
"Come with me."
After a while, Athir stood up and walked quickly away.
Behind him, after hesitating for a while, Thor stood up and walked away.
"Take up your sword and come at me."
In the dark night, with the light from the campfire in the distance, Athir looked at Thor in front of him and spoke to him.
Hearing his words, Thor was stunned at first, and then without any hesitation he drew the sword at his waist and rushed towards Athir quickly.
His swordsmanship was not as precise as Athir's, but it was equally experienced and ruthless. He stabbed at Athir's vital points without any unnecessary movements.
The next moment, his body flew backwards.
A severe pain came from his body, making him groan.
Although Athir did not use much force in the previous attack, his hand was attached with a bit of life energy unique to a knight. Although it would not be fatal when it hit the body, it would cause a horrible and severe pain.
Thor endured the severe pain and stood up quickly.
"Keep going until I say stop."
Looking at his appearance, standing there, Athir continued to speak.
The next moment, Thor continued to rush forward with a fearless spirit and a murderous aura that was enough to frighten people.
Boom! Boom!
The sound of collisions continued to ring out, and the sound of people falling to the ground continued to be heard.
Falling to the ground, Thor could no longer remember how many head-on attacks he had endured. He only felt excruciating pain all over his body, making him wish he could faint.
But even so, his mind became clearer and was not affected at all.
"strength···"
Gritting his teeth and relying on his determination, he struggled to get up from the ground and rushed towards Athir madly.
With a dull thud, he was knocked away by Athir again and fell heavily to the ground.
"You can stop now."
Standing there, Athir was very satisfied with Thor's performance.
He was very clear about the pain caused by his attacks. Most people would not be able to stand up after being hit a few times, and would be knocked down by the intense pain.
But Thor in front of him was different. Even though the pain in his body was accumulating, he still did not fall down despite taking so many blows head-on. Even Athir admired his extraordinary perseverance and couldn't help but pay more attention to him: "You are too old. Under normal circumstances, it will take at least several years to gain a certain level of strength."
"In order to speed up this process as quickly as possible, we have to use some drastic measures."
"I see."
Standing up silently from the ground, feeling the intense pain all over his body, Thor forced a bitter smile to express his understanding.
As a mature noble, he understood that if you want to gain, you must pay. Even for an ordinary elite warrior, it takes a long time to become skilled and strong, not to mention gaining the strength to fight against mutant monsters head-on.
In his opinion, Athir's strength that allows him to confront the weirdness head-on is probably the result of hard training since childhood and it is impossible for it to be obtained without effort.
After a while, he forced himself to endure the pain all over his body, walked slowly, and sat in front of the campfire.
At this moment, he looked somewhat miserable. Not only were his clothes in a mess, but he also had many small wounds all over his body, all caused by the friction with the ground when he fell. He was also bleeding at this moment.
He didn't care about the wounds on his body. He just sat quietly in front of the campfire, silently enduring the pain.
After a while, the extreme pain in his body slowly faded away, and a warm feeling came from his body, which stunned him.
(End of this chapter)