Chapter 166: Wuqiu

The hill has been in existence for tens of thousands of years, and the towering boulders were shaped by a great force beyond the imagination of the existing residents of Cusconal, although most of the people here have no geographical knowledge, no Knowing the great power involved in the concepts of orogeny, squeezing energy and balanced rise of the earth's crust, they still have enough common sense to realize that the hill is too tall and too abrupt to be a natural creation.
Located on the shoal near the sea of ​​Thessaloniki in southern Cusconal, the hill rose to almost 300 meters high, even surpassing the shining ruby ​​spire at the highest point of the Purple Palace, the great ruler Palace.
It occupies the most dazzling scenery on the coast, and the towering elegant peaks are like a magnificent mausoleum built for an ancient emperor, its huge scale is extremely magnificent.
The hill is not square and regular, and its rugged mountain is not deliberate, but a glance can convince the most stubborn skeptics that the hill is indeed shaped by supernatural means.
No grass grows on its rocks, whether it is trees, wildflowers or weeds, whenever the first ray of sunlight rises from the sea, the entire hill will be under its shining, making the beach surrounding that hill flash with high heat Shimmer.
Even so, the rock of the hill was cold and tentacled and smooth and moist, as if it had just risen from the deep black sea, it seemed that even the sun hated its existence, so it was far lower than those deep canyons, depressed The mountain cuts and long slits are dark and cold, as if it were built on a frozen spring, and its cold cold air reversely penetrated into its rocks through some strange geographical effect.
Around the edge of the folds of the hill, many boulders with a height of three stood up, forming a loose circle. For an era of lack of lifting machinery, weight reduction devices or various giant tools, these Stonehenge should have been a spectacular miracle, an incredible achievement.
However, in front of the hill that is not natural, they look crude and small, compared with the gloomy, desolate, huge and unimaginable existence, what kind of power can rise in a world like this Mountains?
None of the humans in Cusconal can answer this question, but the greatest, most knowledgeable, and brightest of them are devoting all their thoughts to finding their answers.
For the Kenneths of the past, the hill was the axis of the world and a place of pilgrimage.
For the current Benedict Empire, the hill is intriguing. This is not only a mystery to be solved, but also a gift with uncertain future.
But in any case, there is one thing that everyone totally agrees.
That hill belongs to the wizard.
"Can you see him?"
Asked a distant voice like a dream.
"Do not."
"He should have come."
The voice continued to speak, gradually getting stronger.
"Why hasn't he come yet?"
Peguedo descended from the layers of state of mind, and by surpassing the abilities that nature gave him beyond his senses, he noticed the existence of the energy of the three wizards gathered in his room, and the surging spiritual entity was like a bound thunder They groaned under their flesh and blood, Oliver's tenseness and irritability, and Patrick's treachery and restraint.
Compared with them, Michael's spiritual entity is as small as the swaying candlelight in front of the hot sun.
Pei Gedo felt his mind and body merge, and then opened his eyes. He disconnected from Hanan and looked up at Patrick.
The lights in the room were not dazzling, but still bright in Peggy's eyes, he narrowed his eyes and blocked the light emitted by the oil lamp above his hand.
"What do you think?"
Patrick asked, he was an immature fox wizard.
"I do not know."
Pegdor replied:
"I can only see those secret guards walking down the road at the farthest."
"Michael is the same."
Oliver said aloud, standing up from his knees, his angry thoughts stirring the incense around.
Peggy can feel every ray of smoke in his mind, they are like electric sparks, feedback the emotions of people around him.
"Why can't we know their purpose?"
"Who knows?"
Pegdor replied casually, although it also troubled him.
"I thought you could see farther, after all, you are a crow school."
"That's really sorry."
Pegdor shrugged and said that he stood up smoothly in a cross-legged meditation posture and dusted off some of his rune-encrusted robes. This journey in Ehanan made his body very stiff, He took a moment to regain control of his limbs with his muscles.
"anyway……"
He said:
"...I don't think it would be wise to take that kind of risk at this dangerous time. The barriers that separate us from the vast ocean are getting thinner and there is too much uncontrolled energy now."
"I think Peggy's senior is right."
Michael's timid speech, sweat slipped down the long hair extending from the forehead to the neck~EbookFREE.me~He has the same mentor as Pegdo, now is his first time to exercise, he has A good talent, but no mind matching this talent.
"Do you think we are here just because of this?"
Oliver clenched his fists and made an angry voice.
"Master Jacqueline's prediction is very important, we must find ways to prevent possible disasters."
"The prophecy, the prophecy...and the prophecy again! Don't forget how Aswan was destroyed! The same is a prophecy!"
"Oliver, you are out of bounds!"
Immediately, Peiguo sharply warned the other party, he seemed to know that he had said something that should not be said, glanced at the people around him, and sat down mutteringly.
"Yesterday I said that the Secret Guard would come to Wuqiu, which is by no means false."
"But they haven't come yet, maybe we have to rely on our own strength..."
Patrick wanted to break the rigid atmosphere with a gentle tone, but at this time the door was suddenly opened, and another member of the small group came in.
"Pegdor, you're right! The Secret Guard is here, Master Crodian is welcoming them, but their intentions seem not very friendly."
Samuel, a genius who practiced both the wolf and witch ways and the badger and witch way, became a member of the Witch Hill Honor Guard-Scarab only at the age of 24, but he is very gentle and is a minority respecting Pegg People who wait for the crow and the witch.
Pei Gedo raised his eyebrows, as if to show that he knew this would be the case.
"They came to search, yes."
"Yes, this makes Master Crodi very angry."
"Then we will wait for a while. When they are leaving, we will go find them and have a good chat. Then they will understand the need to cooperate with us."