Mage Joan

Under the guardianship of "Mage Loyal Dog", Joan, Hailar, Audrey, Holden and Belling came safely to the first night of "Blood Tundra".

Waking up the next morning, the young explorers put away their tents, washed their meals, carried their bags and continued their journey.

Dense blood moss spread out under their feet, as if extending to the end of the underground world. Under the illumination of the miner's lamp, the blood moss glowed hazy phosphorescence, walking on the tundra on foot, like walking on a rolling wave Above the sea of ​​blood.

Whenever the soles of the boots stepped on the fluffy blood moss, there would be a muffling noise under the feet, and then a cloud of spores was aroused, slowly dispersing in the air.

In order to avoid inhaling this spore that stimulates the respiratory tract, everyone put on a "gas mask" and did not want to talk, just want to pass through this beautiful and scary field as soon as possible.

However, less than an hour later, the abnormal scene in front forced the five young explorers to stop.

Joan, they walked along the way, have not found the footprints left by their predecessors, let alone the ready-made roads.

Judging from the maps generated by the "Navigation Compass", they are probably the first human pioneers to set foot on this strange land.

However, not far away, a straight path suddenly appeared in the field ahead, about six or seven feet wide, extending forward to the end of darkness, not knowing where to go.

Joan stopped and leaned over to see the road that appeared out of thin air.

After a little observation, it was found that the road surface was smooth and flat, with the sand layer exposed, the blood moss originally grown on it, and the shovel was cleanly removed, as if it had been carefully cleaned.

"Who did this?" The gnome mage's words of surprise echoed across the dark shrouded field.

"This is also my problem." Audrey Xiu frowned slightly, "It seems that the blood tundra is not only the blood moss, we need to be more careful."

"Look here!" Holden turned to greet his companion, his voice showing excitement.

Joan ran quickly, just at the beginning of this strange path, under a cluster of tall tree-like mushrooms, Holden found a burrow.

The blood moss around the cave has also been cleaned, and the edge of the hole is very smooth. It seems that creatures often crawl in and out.

Joan made a visual inspection. The diameter of the hole is seven feet wide, and the inner diameter at the depth is relatively narrow, but not less than five feet wide, which is exactly the same as the width of the road surface extending from the hole.

"In this way, the burrow may be a nest of some large creature, such as a monitor lizard or a python."

Joan hid in the hole and slowly speculated.

"Huge reptiles living in underground caves are likely to feed on blood moss. When they crawl over, they will eat the blood moss under their feet cleanly. The trail left behind looks like a cleaned one. path of."

"It is possible, but there is an inappropriate detail."

Holden carried a bundle of ropes adorned with scales in his hand, frowning to object.

"I just used a sling to probe this hole. First, I can make sure there are no creatures in the hole. Secondly, the hole is not deep, only less than 20 feet."

"It can be seen that the creatures living in the cave are unlikely to exceed 20 feet in length and about 5 feet in width. It is indeed a giant worm, but the blood moss that can be accommodated in its stomach is also limited after all. "

Holden stood up and turned to point to the path extending from the hole.

"This worm road is really too long. If you collect all the blood moss that originally grew on the road, the weight is amazing. I don't think a giant worm can swallow so much blood moss, but it never left on the road. No trace of excretion."

Joan nodded thoughtfully.

Holden's doubts are indeed worth pondering.

To explain this, the most likely answer is that the giant worm living on the blood tundra is far more than this one in the cave.

Numerous giant worms are buried underground in the tundra, connecting their nests through underground tunnels and sharing several exits.

The "worm road" that everyone discovered is probably a "public road" built by many giant insects.

Of course, this is just an unfounded conjecture. In fact, there are other hypotheses that can also explain abnormal signs on the blood tundra.

Joan turned to look at the hole, there was a strong impulse, wanted to drill in and find out.

He hadn't made up his mind yet. Bellin rolled up his sleeves and shot a "feather fall technique" on his chest before jumping into the hole.

"Wait!" Joan grabbed the little gnome. "There may be danger below."

"But there may also be treasure!" Bellin's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Joan shook his head silently, thinking to himself, this guy who keeps on dying can grow up so lively, it's really not easy!

"Don't worry, I will send a spy and go down to take a look first. If there is danger, you can prepare for it in advance."

Joan chanted a mantra, turning the left finger of his left hand into a "blood mosquito", and ordered the little spy to fly into the cave and investigate.

"Wow! Brother Joan, what kind of spell did you just cast? It's fun! Can you lend me a copy?"

Belling stared at the blood mosquito, curious.

"It may be possible, but if the blood mosquito dies, the spellcaster himself will also suffer a bite. The spell cannot be cast within the day, and the lost tail finger will not recover until the next day."

"Mr. Belling, you can't be so impulsive in the future. In case there is danger in the hole, you will be too late to regret."

"Hey~ I know! I'll pay more attention to it later." The little gnome scratched his head with a smile.

Joan sighed secretly, persuading himself, and he didn't know how much this courageous dwarf mage had listened.

At this point, the blood mosquito had fallen to the bottom of the cave. Joan switched his perspective to the blood mosquito, turned a pair of compound eyes with "dark vision", and looked around.

The bottom of the cave is very spacious, the walls and the surface of the cave are rubbed very smoothly, and there are no horizontal tunnels around.

What he saw in front of him proved that Joan's guess about the social community of giant insects was probably wrong.

Judging from the situation at the bottom of the cave, this creature is more likely to be used to living alone, or several spouses forming a family, sharing a cave, rather than a true social insect like an ant colony, digging a labyrinth of tunnels in the ground, and turning each nest connect them.

Sometimes it is more valuable to prove a conjecture than to prove it.

So it was wrong, and Joan didn’t feel lost. He continued to observe the situation in the cave.

There is no strong smell in the cave, and no material similar to feces is found. It seems that the owner of the cave still loves cleanliness, at least knowing that he can not urinate anywhere in the sleeping place.

In the deepest part of the cave, Joan was pleasantly surprised to find a lot of blood moss, fixed together by some kind of glue-like substance, and the adhesion and compression were very tight, forming a huge pot-shaped nest!

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