Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 74: Abelion Hills
Everything changes.

Moon stars are rare.

When Wu Chen opened his eyes again, he was greeted by the fresh air from another world.

——The magic power concentration is low.

Wu Chen raised his hand and touched the air before him. His eyes swept across the surroundings, and what came into view was a lush wilderness of hills.

Grassland, shrubs.

The sky is twinkling with brilliant stars.

The landing point where he was was the top of a hillside, and at the end of his sight, there was a continuous flash of fire.

It didn't look like a town, much less a burning one. The lack of chaotic black smoke rising into the sky proved the uniformity of the fuel and its thorough combustion. Clearly, then, the point at the end of the line of sight must be a tribe or village.

Are we near a larger village?

Or is it that it is not an area where humans live in large groups?

Wu Chen didn't remember much about the Undead King, but he knew that on this continent, humanity was a remote existence, barely surviving in isolated corners. Powerful demihumans, alien species, ancient dragons, and behemoths roamed every corner of the land. Only in the remote southwest corner, thanks to the efforts of the Adventers in the past, had a piece of land been opened up for humanity.

Yes, the Adventers. This world is connected to the universe of an online game called "Yolgutrasil." When that cyber-age pay-to-win online game shut down, all players and factions who participated, carrying world-class items, were drawn in by the ancient Dragon Emperor of this world—they descended directly to this continent and directly gained the power and abilities within the game. Due to the unique nature of the summoning ritual, the Adventers only arrive in batches every hundred years.

Among them, the ones with the most legends are the six gods, the objects of worship of the Silian Theocracy, who protected humanity during the ancient Dark Ages. There are also the Eight Desire Kings, who acted recklessly, overturning every powerful force in the world and even changing the very laws of the world. And there are the thirteen heroes who, in the last century, defeated a certain dragon god and prevented a great disaster. And further on, there is the protagonist of the story of the "Undead King," the infamous Alien Guild, Ainz Ooal Gown, who was supposed to appear in this era.

It's hard to say whether they've just arrived or have already advanced to a certain point in the plot. But Wu Chen feels like he has little in common with Ainz Ooal Gown and his mastermind, Flying Squirrel, who should be a Level 28 Legendary Lich. Differences in behavior aside, as a top university student in the Eastern Continent, it's hard for him to get along with a cybernetic Sakurajima office slave.

——But now is not the time to make enemies.

If the plot hadn't progressed to the point where the Great Tomb expanded and annexed several surrounding kingdoms, then there'd be no need to bother with the defensive Great Tomb of Nazarick in the early stages. After all, it was a high-level lair filled with liches and demons, a late-stage tomb even in the Elder Scrolls.

Perhaps on the level of Scudafin?

Or Rabbi Lincian?

It didn't matter. The future conflicts wouldn't affect my current indifference. After all, I had two main goals in this journey to this world.

First, use combat, adventure, and other means to digest the remaining potion given by Hera and gather the resources and vouchers to purchase the Twin Souls.

The second is to contact local spellcasters or high-level institutions and try to learn some spells from them that have no room for use in Nain but will be very useful in another world.

For example, there are auxiliary spells like Teleport, Anywhere Door, Dimension Anchor, Flight, Mansion, and Resurrection. Or there are offensive spells like Acid Splash, Disintegrate, and Finger of Death. Of course, there's also the Angel Summoning spell, a specialty of this continent, which is also worth learning.

——We still need to figure out where this place is and when it is.

The area was quieter than expected, seemingly devoid of any dangerous predators. All the spells I had cast were now fully active, but there were no signs of danger.

So, jump down.

Before learning to fly, jump from the top of the hill.

The wind flowed around him, and the landing point appeared in his eyes. A candlelight orb, providing vision, then lit up above his head. His vision immediately caught sight of a simple road outlined between the mountains and hills, leading to the settlement in the distance.

It's a dirt road, not a stone one. It's not a built road, but it's just walked on by many people. And...

"what is this?"

Something white and eerie appeared in the candlelight. Wu Chen frowned and waved his hand. The soft dirt on the ground was dislodged, and a shattered skeleton appeared before Wu Chen's eyes.

So small... Is it a cat or a dog?

Wu Chen continued to walk forward with a terrible suspicion in his mind. The narrow dirt road soon widened, and his unfriendly suspicion was immediately confirmed.

are people.

It was a child. A more complete child's remains lay scattered in the grass beside the dirt road. The arm and leg bones bore signs of gnaws, and traces of flesh that hadn't yet fully decayed.

Wu Chen paused.

He continued to move forward.

The speed was slightly faster than before, and the pace was slightly heavier.

Soon, as the distance between him and the settlement continued to shorten, more local "specialties," or "artworks," filled with a wild and untamed atmosphere, appeared before his eyes.

That's the head.

Dozens, hundreds, or even tens of thousands of heads piled together like a tower, filled with terrified and distorted expressions.

The lower layers had been gnawed by insects or something else, leaving only bones. The middle layers were still a deep red of stained blood, with many white maggots crawling in and out of their eye sockets and jaws. And those at the very top still maintained their final despair, rage, and a lingering attachment to the world.

This thing should be called Jingguan.

Its structural units appear to be frequently updated and replaced.

Wu Chen frowned, looking at the skull at the top. It looked like a grieving warrior. Teeth gnashed, eyes bulging with rage. Beside him stood young men, young women, and elderly men who looked somewhat like him. Many bore signs of brutal torture, their eyes or noses gouged out with gaping holes.

"...People shouldn't be so barbaric."

Wu Chen murmured, he raised his hand and clenched his fist lightly.

Grip it tight, release it, and then grip it tight again—it's still a little hard to hold.

The darkness is surging.

The settlement was not far ahead, and in the darkness, there was the movement of life. It was the sound of heavy, muffled breathing, accompanied by heavy, dense footsteps approaching.

Wu Chen tilted his head slightly.

"Puff——" a sound of breaking through the air was heard.

A javelin, made of wood or bone, pierced into the soil not far in front of Wu Chen.

A hoarse and strange voice rang out from the darkness, accompanied by a pair of dark eyes that gradually brightened.

"Humans, it's humans!"

"Fragrant and tender meat... Hehe, food delivered to your door."

"Don't do anything yet. Let's see what this piece of meat has to say. It seems to be a magic caster."

The Undead King's world possessed a unique peculiarity: even those of different races could easily understand each other's words. This could be a gift from the Adventers, or perhaps a remnant of a high-level war. When Wu Chen understood the voice, the figure in the shadows also became apparent to him.

It is an upright creature with two legs.

They were clad in soft leather armor, with curly hair peeking out from every crevice. Their faces were long and pointed, and with a pair of horns, they looked like upright goats. Within their mouths, flesh remained between their sharp teeth.

Bafolk are a subhuman group that inhabits the Apollon Hills. This means that the nearest human kingdom is the Holy Kingdom of Robel, which is geographically farthest from the Great Tomb of Nazarick among all human kingdoms.

Wu Chen sighed softly.

"This is a bit nerve-wracking."

He said, a fire blazing deep in his eyes.

"I'm not very good at torture..."

(End of this chapter)