The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 396 Dark Swamp
From west to east, from south to north, and then from east to west.

The route that Faust planned for himself had a special feature, that is, the whole way to the right was either highlands or mountains, while the left was always swamps and plains, so there was basically no need to worry about getting lost.

The swamps are not suitable for horse travel. Even in the marginal areas, there are often crisscrossing water networks and no bridges.

But Faust's Undead Knights can overcome this.

Before coming here, some preparations were made, including water control. For example, the new magic weapon that Faust had acquired was a water-conquering scepter with a tidal bead as its core, which was more than one foot long and shaped like a bone claw connected to the arm bone holding the bead.

This does come from a living creature, but not a human, but a water beast, specifically a twisted and mutated ancient naga.

Priest Luo, who made the Victory Water Scepter, was not quite sure either. As he was purifying the polluted areas in the dream dimension, he became more and more skilled. Even elite monsters could only last for three seconds in front of him. He had no time to examine them carefully. It was only after cleaning up the battlefield that he recalled a few things and could make out their general appearance.

Although the dream dimension is mainly used to accommodate spirits, the laws of the polluted areas are distorted. Entities can enter and energy can be qualitatively shaped. This kind of tangible and qualitative feature is also the basis for them to do evil and dominate. After all, this can better interfere with the environment.

Unfortunately, the advantages that the dark ones had worked so hard to build up were forcibly wiped out by Priest Luo. With the exorcism and rectification of the soul habitat, the dark ones, who had lost this breakthrough, found it very difficult to extend their hands deeper into the dream dimension.

As a result, Priest Luo had accumulated a lot of spoils, all of which were accumulated by the Dark Ones over a long period of time. From a human perspective, they were all valuable treasures.

Pastor Luo did not build a treasure mountain to store the treasures like the Dragon's Treasure, but displayed them in a warehouse-like manner on shelves somewhere in the Pure Land of Stars and Moon.

When there was a need, he would take one or two of them, make them into magical instruments, and give them to his subordinates to facilitate their work.

Faust has a heavy task on his shoulders and many treasures in his hands.

This Water-Victory Scepter only needs to be carried and activated to provide a water-control aura. The specific effects include walking on water as if it were flat ground and walking on waves.

Therefore, the cavalry only needs to surround Faust and stay within a certain range. The horses' hooves will always be wrapped in aqua-blue light, and when they step on the mud, they will leave ripple-like circles of light that will disappear after a few seconds. The messy horses' hooves will make these circles of light intertwine with each other, which is beautiful and even saves the need for lighting at night.

Of course, this function is meaningless. The undead slaves have very strong night vision capabilities. If it is a clear moonlit night, they can see farther than during the day.

However, it doesn't make much sense to look at the edge of the marshland from afar.

The marginal areas are all freshwater wetlands, with plants that love water and shade. Overgrown grasses dominate the mud, and trees with twisted branches are covered with aerial roots. All you can see are wet plants, large and small puddles and ponds reflecting the skylight, or misty water vapor.

In such an environment, what’s the point of being able to see far?

In fact, for most outsiders who come to the swamp, what is even more unbearable is the ubiquitous humidity and mosquitoes.

In the words of someone: "When you come here, you feel like you have entered a cesspool, and you are the feces, not only attracting mosquitoes, but also rotting all the time."

Perhaps it is because of this harsh environment that the skin of the swamp people is dark gray. It is not the dry gray of the undead slaves, but has a greasy quality. It is unclear whether it is sweat, oil, or water.

In short, it gives people the feeling of being a mud stick, so many people who have dealt with the marsh people call them "mud sticks". Of course, they usually don't call them that to their faces.

Unfortunately, Faust and his party rode for two days without seeing a single mud stick. This made him start to wonder: "Am I thinking too far ahead? Can most of the people in the marsh still live deep in the marsh?"

Faust did not attack immediately, but raised his hand again to release the holographic map for verification.

It has to be said that Faust has a very high degree of trust in the information and objects given by Father Luo, and he almost never questions them.

He used the holographic map to confirm the group's current location and then made a decision.

"It's right here!" While trusting the information and objects given by Pastor Luo, Faust also had some calculations of his own.

For example, if Heisenberg was the stake for the first guardrail he knocked down in Zed, where should the second one be?
In theory, we should combine it with reality and not take it for granted.

After all, these stakes are not only used to shelter refugees, but also to develop industries so that the people who come for refuge can feed themselves, rather than being supplied by the dark forest.

In addition, the population distribution, road distribution, and specific environmental conditions in the areas covered by each pile are obviously also things that should be considered. This is the specific manifestation of combining reality.

But now, Faust feels that it is not necessarily a bad thing to please oneself.

Anyway, they don't have what they want, just like Heisenberg, the technology he provides is the main thing. In this case, why should we accommodate the locals too much, which will end up making him unhappy and the locals dislike him too.

The important thing is to please one party, right?

As a savior who takes on all responsibilities, what's wrong with him being a bit self-congratulatory? Are the people of the marshland acting like big shots when they are refugees? Don't they even understand that when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head? Are you going to talk to him about respect and human rights?
"Yes, that's it!" Faust convinced himself, but still called the translator and consultant over: "Tahir, take a look at the environment around here, and tell me what kind of marshland industry can be developed."

As he spoke, he drew the Victory Water Scepter from his waist and tapped it on Tahir's mount.

He turned around and circled the dozen or so cavalrymen nearby with his scepter.

With the blessing of magic, it has the effect of water control within 1 hour, including wave walking and micro-water barrier.

The micro-water barrier forms a film on the body surface with internal and external water vapor, so that the body can always maintain an appropriate degree of dryness without being soaked or dry enough to generate electricity due to friction.

Tahir is a forty-year-old small businessman. He follows his father in business, which is his family's inheritance. He has a quick mind and a broad vision.

When the news of the evil god's minions wreaking havoc came, he did not wait for help, but found a reliable person to investigate, and at the same time made preparations for his family to travel far away.

The situation turned out to be worse than he had expected, and even though the scouts had followed his advice, they almost didn't make it back.

Although he set off quickly, he still encountered robbery on the way. Although he had made the strategy of saving people and sacrificing money, his old father still died of illness on the road, and his wife and eldest daughter could not be saved.

But even so, the difficulties still could not crush this man. He took the rest of his family and ran to the Greyspear Coast in one breath.

People like him could make a living by working for the sea people, but the appearance of Faust made him see an opportunity, and he seized it. He recommended himself, saying that he could act as an interpreter and give opinions from the local people's perspective on all things in the marshland.

Faust felt that he really needed such a person, so he made him his follower. Tahir could not ride a horse, so Faust let the undead slave be his groom and human armchair.

Tahir is very hard-working. Faust has extraordinary abilities, and his undead slaves are just tools. They are almost insensitive to the difficulty of traveling. But Tahir is just an ordinary person. He runs day after day, and even if he walks on a flat road, the bumpy road is extremely painful, but he endures it.

Faust saw this and began to initially recognize this man.

Actually, making Tahir comfortable is just a matter of magic. But this is not a reason to spoil him.

Faust himself has been through a lot, and he thinks that workers should have the minimum awareness of being a worker. The boss can reward, but this kind of reward is just the boss's good intention, not what he should do.

I have to say that this kind of thinking seems a bit too "old-fashioned" in the modern world of Earth, but in the world and era in which Faust lived, it was already reasonable, and there were many darker things than this.

And if you follow Faust, you will suffer less and receive more rewards.

When it comes to eating and drinking, Faust does not have the same rule as most nobles of that time who eat first and servants can only eat leftovers.

Although he would not sit at the same table with the servants, after the food was prepared, he would divide it and then everyone would eat their own food, instead of "I finish eating and you eat whatever is left."

To Tahir, Faust was the typical first-generation master who had just made his fortune and had not yet formed a complete set of rules. In the eyes of the old nobles, he was full of jokes and was indecent.

But for someone like him, it is an absolute potential stock, so Tahir works very hard, trying to show his own value and attitude as much as possible.

As for Faust, he has seen many people with good values ​​and attitudes.

For example, the Shirami family expressed their willingness to let their best sons and daughters serve him. But he refused on the grounds that he was not used to it. There are many specific reasons, but there is nothing wrong with "not having that habit". He thinks that some habits can be developed slowly. When he travels around the world and is no longer moved and impulsive by the wonders outside, it will not be too late to cultivate these habits...

Tahir returned almost within the one-hour limit. Faust threw him a water bag and asked him to speak slowly.

Tahir already knew that Faust had an almost religious attitude towards cooking and would not let his thoughts or actions wander while cooking.

Therefore, he briefly described what he observed and some of his opinions.

Faust nodded after hearing this. "So, there is nothing wrong with the environment here, and there is nothing wrong with my choice. There are other reasons why the refugees did not come here. I understand."

He stood up and divided the team into five reconnaissance teams, each with five members. They formed a cone-shaped ray and explored one direction respectively. For this purpose, he also added six hours of water resistance effect.

Then, the twenty-five riders rushed towards the depths of the swamp like five sharp arrows.

They didn't wait for six hours, but returned after about four hours.

The moon was already at its zenith, and the delicious dinner had been digested for a while, so Faust was not feeling any discomfort from the bumpy ride. So, without waiting, he immediately led his team to scout and investigate the unusual areas.

About an hour and 40 minutes later, the black fog area reported by the scouts appeared in Faust's sight.

"Have you ever seen anything like this when you were on the run?"

"Reporting to Bey, I have never heard of it."

Bei means master, but this master is the status of "bo" in the Eastern nobility. In the context of feudal states and nation-building, he is a prince who can govern a region.

Faust doesn't care about such details. It's just a name, just listen to it.

He patted his mount's back, and the whole person soared into the sky wrapped in blood energy.

Looking down from the sky in the bright light of the round-faced lady, the black fog seemed like some kind of living thing, twisting and wriggling constantly, as if many insects were huddled together to dig up the soil and suck mud.

"This evil god is so disgusting!"

After falling back and mounting the undead horse again, Faust pondered for a moment, but ultimately suppressed the urge to send out the undead fire ash dragon.

Using the Fire Gray Dragon would indeed have a good effect, but there was a high probability that the situation would escalate quickly, which was not what he wanted, so he decided to play it safe.

He took out a magic crystal from his bag. It was an ordinary crystal that stored magic power.

The so-called magic power refers to a mixture of supernatural powers, just like many metal ores, iron, nickel, aluminum, lead, tin, everything, in different proportions.

Magic crystals are generally composed mostly of elemental energy, with the power of darkness and the power of light being the rarest, because these two powers are relatively the most grand and abstract, omnipresent, yet difficult to grasp.

Magic crystal is a spellcasting material for Faust, and it is a more commonly used type.

It is used now. After blood energy is injected into it, the magic crystal stone immediately becomes a scarlet luminous body. It does not release dazzling light and illuminates all directions, but forms a layer of misty light smoke outside the crystal stone. From time to time, tiny lightning flashes through it, like a magic version of a night light.

Throwing it to Tahir, Faust reminded him, "Don't leave." Then he rushed into the black fog area first.

Tahir didn't need to steer the horse. He just needed to hold the bloodstone tightly with one hand and the saddle reins with the other.

Thanks to the effect of the water-controlling aura, after Tahir rushed into the black fog, he did not inhale the fog or smell any strange odor.

As for the field of vision, it was like traveling in the middle of the night with only a night light. The light from the stars and the moon was completely blocked.

And there was dead silence all around.

The chirping of insects and frogs in the marshland was very noisy, sometimes even the locals were annoyed. But now, Tahir really wanted to hear this kind of natural sound, instead of the current dead silence except for the sound of riding.

Want some sound effects? No problem!
The sound came, like the buzzing of a swarm of bees, but it was not bees. It was more complex and chaotic, like many kinds of flying insects together.

Tahir guessed right! The reward was a sudden appearance of a worm cloud to attack his face.

In fact, the other person did come here, but his vision was really poor, so he felt that the other person had already stepped on his face when he saw him.

Tahir instinctively wanted to scream. Even though he was not a trypophobic, this situation was still too terrifying and disgusting.

"Buzz!" His cry had barely begun when it was drowned out by the sound of the insect cloud disintegrating.

If a flying insect comes within a foot of an Undead Servant, it will burn to ashes, and if it comes within a foot of Tahir, it will die instantly.

Flying insects are such tiny lives that they are not strong enough to be absorbed by blood magic.

To express it in game mode, the blood magic barrier created by the bloodstone will take 1 point of damage every second unless you possess a sufficiently strong power of law, or even if you are a transcendent of the paradigm class, fully armed with super weapons. However, each of these poisonous insects does not even have 1 point, so the result is instant death.

Soon after, more strange things appeared, looking like a mixture of mud, water, half-rotten plants, animal hair, rotten meat, and bones.

These things were not in animal form, but looked like ferocious versions of slime monsters. There were a bunch of them, wrapped in black smoke, and it was unclear whether they were swimming, floating, or gliding on the water.

Anyway, it was quite fast. It tried to intercept the horse group, and at least it managed to catch up. This shows that even if it was not as fast as a galloping horse, it was not much behind.

But the speed is enough, but the ability is not. The undead slaves of the night are still very powerful.

This bullshit did not come from Pastor Luo, but from Luo Bo.

You know, Rob has the title of Night Watcher\Night Purifier, and is a member of the Immortal Brotherhood. His skills are much higher than those of Pastor Luo's Soul Wizard.

Priest Luo’s soul wizard is not a natural wizard, but Faust is a son of nature.

Therefore, the Immortality Seal in Faust's hands can actually bring out the characteristics of the Night Watch.

One of the characteristics is the power of hellfire constructed by Robo.

The inspiration, naturally, comes from Ghost Rider.

However, Hellfire is more authentic than Karmafire, and can eradicate the evil in the mind, burn away negative emotions, eliminate dark spellcasters at the root, and control the power of darkness.

But Faust was not proficient in this, and only gained some basic knowledge by using the Immortal Mark.

Even so, it can be called the nemesis of all sins and evil spirits. These monsters may be directly ignited and then explode if they are trampled by undead war horses or even touched.

Then the cavalry marched away in the flames and ashes as if they were walking through a fire scene, leaving only the purple embers that collapsed behind them and burned silently, occasionally making a noise and sending out a spark.

Apart from the cloud of insects and the mixed monster, Faust and his party did not encounter any other strange things.

Faust knew that these two kinds of anomalies were not worth mentioning to him and his team, but to ordinary people, they were a nightmare, especially when combined with the black fog environment.

Even Tahir figured it out and thought, "No wonder people are fleeing to the edge of the area. It turns out that they can't get it out at all."

(End of this chapter)