"The Divine Stone!!"
Standing in front of Xi'er, listening to what the other party said, Thor was subconsciously shocked and his face changed: "You actually violated the ban and brought the sacred stone out!"
"Of course we don't dare to take the complete sacred stone. What the elders brought out were just a few fragments."
In front of Thor, Xier smiled bitterly: "The elders have no other choice. The curse has erupted. If we don't do this, we will all die!"
After hearing this, Thor stopped talking and seemed silent.
"Why are those natives chasing you?"
After a while, he stopped dwelling on the previous question and changed the subject.
"This is a long story…"
Xier's face showed bitterness and hatred: "In fact, the reason why our temple seal failed was because of these natives..."
"Um?"
Thor's face was calm, but he was shocked in his heart, and his eyes looked at Xi'er with much sharper eyes.
Feeling his gaze, Xier said bitterly: "On the day when the curse broke out, those natives led people to rush into the altar, and cooperated with several people inside to open a corner of the seal, and then the curse was completely released."
"Why would they do that?"
Thor was a little bit incredulous, with anger and confusion in his eyes: "And how did they get in?"
"We don't really know the specific circumstances at the time."
Xier looked gloomy, and his resolute face looked a little tired: "According to the inference of the elders who survived, those natives were probably infected by the power of the curse, so they were driven by the curse and wanted to release the curse completely."
"The reason why they want to hunt us down is probably because of this reason."
At this point, he paused and asked with some confusion: "Speaking of which, Lord Thor, how did you escape the curse?"
"This is more complicated to explain."
Thor was silent for a while, then spoke like this.
They chatted here for a while, and then Thor turned around, walked to Athir, and told Athir the information he had obtained before.
"Sacred stone?"
Listening to the information reported by Thor, Athir asked with interest: "What is this?"
"It was left behind by our ancestors to suppress the curse. It is also a treasure that our people have guarded for generations."
Thor answered seriously: "According to legend, once the sacred stone completely leaves the altar, the curse suppressed under the altar will be released."
Hearing this, Atier's heart moved, and he had some vague guesses about this magical stone.
"Maybe it's what I'm looking for this time."
Looking at Thor in front of him, this thought flashed through Athir's mind, and then he said, "What did they say?"
"I told them my situation."
Thor said truthfully: "I want to go to the camp they set up first and look for the fragments of the sacred stone to see if I can suppress the curse on Yana."
"In that case, let's go."
Athir smiled and then spoke.
After a while, led by the Crassus people, they began to move away.
We didn't walk for long before the evening of the next day when a village began to appear in the distance.
As if they had sensed the approach of Athir and his group, a group of people on horseback came towards them quickly in the distance. The one leading them was wearing black leather armor and looked very majestic.
"Xi'er, you're back!!"
Coming in front of Athir and the others, he looked at Xier, who was leading the way, and greeted him with a smile.
"Yeah, I'm finally back."
Looking at the person in front of him, Xier seemed very emotional, then he walked behind him, pointed at Sol and introduced him: "This is Lord Sol! The next generation heir of the family."
"oh?"
Hearing his words, the middle-aged man in leather armor in front of him suddenly became serious and looked at Thor.
In his sight, Thor was wearing a thin leather armor, had a strong and sturdy figure, and exuded the temperament of a strong warrior.
What was more crucial was the blood in the other party's body, which, under his perception, was emitting a faint majesty, almost the same as that of the several elders he had met.
For their clan, bloodline is undoubtedly the best symbol.
Feeling the potential power in Thor's blood, the middle-aged man in front of him did not hesitate. He dismounted and saluted Thor without any hesitation.
"Please follow me in. Elder Michael is already waiting there."
After the ceremony, they chatted for a few words, and then the middle-aged man in front of them spoke again, and his words seemed very respectful.
"Please lead the way."
Thor nodded, looking very natural, not affected at all by the other party's attitude.
It was quite a long journey.
Some black plants began to appear on the roadside, densely planted around. There were also some natives working in the fields, busy all around.
Walking quietly on the road, Athir didn't say anything, just watched the scene with interest.
Those black plants are the raw materials for making local Kuma, and are also one of the few things that can be grown on black soil.
In the previous town, out of curiosity, Athir also bought some Kuma for testing.
After some experiments, Atier discovered that this thing was actually similar to the drugs in his previous life, and was even more addictive.
Seeing the raw materials used to make Kuma in front of him, he planned to take some for experiment later to see why this plant can adapt to this black soil environment.
Walking forward for a while, they arrived at the village gate.
At this moment, an old man in a white robe was standing there.
He was an old man wearing a white robe and holding a black cane in his hand. His wrinkled face looked a little cold. He was standing in front of the gate with some people, staring at Thor in the distance with indifferent eyes.
"Thor, long time no see."
He looked at Thor walking towards him from a distance, his expression unchanged: "I haven't seen you for a few years, you have grown up."
"Who are you···"
Looking at the old man in front of him, Thor's expression instantly became solemn, and he asked uncertainly, "Elder Michael?"
"It's me."
In front of him, Michael nodded calmly: "Come in with me."
After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the interior of the village.
Behind him, Thor exchanged a glance with Athir, his face remained calm, and he walked forward silently.
They walked all the way to the end and soon arrived at a living room.
"Xi'er has already sent someone to tell me the specific situation."
Coming to the living room, sitting in the corner, looking at Thor, Michael said: "You want to use the fragments of the magic stone to help your wife get rid of the curse, I'm afraid it won't work..."
"Why?"
Hearing this answer, Thor frowned, but did not react much.
"Not enough power."
Michael shook his head and looked at Thor in front of him, his face becoming a little serious: "With your blood, you should have felt it when you entered this village."
"This entire village is actually a huge barrier."
Thor raised his head slightly and looked at Michael in front of him: "You placed the fragments of the divine stone you secretly took out in the center of the village and used the power of the divine stone to create such a small barrier. It is for defense and to block the power of the curse, right?"
"good."
Michael said in a deep voice: "But it is precisely because of this that the power of the sacred stone can no longer be used."
"It's already a stretch for this fragment to be able to protect this entire village and resist the curse. If it is used for other purposes, it will only cause the barrier to disappear faster, exposing us to the curse."
"I just need to save my wife!"
Thor's face was grim and he said through gritted teeth.
"The energy used to save her can be used on others to save ten more people."
Michaeldo remained unmoved and spoke indifferently: "As the direct heir of Crassus' bloodline, don't say you didn't feel the curse that was about to erupt in her body. It could erupt at any time."
"I am able to let her enter this village because of you."
He looked at Thor in front of him, his expression remained cold.
"Forget it..." A weak voice sounded from the side.
Looking at the two people arguing over her, Yana's face turned pale. She looked at Thor and tried to persuade him, not wanting him to fall out with Michael because of this matter.
"This power is somewhat familiar."
Walking in the village, casually looking at the buildings around the village, Athir raised his head and this thought flashed through his mind.
The village before him was filled with a unique power that enveloped the surroundings and formed a barrier.
"Is this the reason why these people were not corrupted by the curse?"
Feeling the power around him, Athir thought with interest: "The village is surrounded by a protective barrier. The source of the energy must be the fragment of the sacred stone."
"But this kind of barrier is really unstable."
He raised his head and thought so in his heart.
After his bloodline was transformed into that of a moon elf, Athir became extremely sensitive to the surrounding forces and could easily sense either magic power or other powers.
At this moment, Athir could sense that the power and structure of the barrier around him seemed very unstable, and the power in it was even constantly dissipating.
According to this crude barrier, the power that could have supported ten days can only last for one day.
This is probably the inheritance defect of these surviving families.
From Thor's performance, it can be seen that although these people are descendants of ancient wizards, in fact most of their heritage has been lost long ago. Even the basic meditation method has not been preserved, which shows how poor they are.
With the inheritance lost and even the wizard meditation method no longer existing, one can imagine the level of these ancient descendants. They were able to set up such a barrier, probably mostly relying on the power of the magic stone.
(End of this chapter)