Ark pigeon mode, activated!

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Chapter 471: Blade Master Tower Strolls Across the Land~

Disasters and tribulations are born on the earth, and the souls of those who walk on the road are turbid.

The sarcophagus buried underground was opened for the first time after thousands of years, and silky white-gold hair flowed out from it.

After several hours, the person in the coffin finally pushed open the lid and climbed out with stiff limbs.

"So weak..."

Camilla murmured in a dry voice.

The body has been sleeping in the sarcophagus for thousands of years, so it is naturally impossible for it to be full of energy when it wakes up.

Because this is just a body at the mortal level.

"What happened..."

He tapped his head lightly, feeling dazed and his memory in chaos.

The last image before falling asleep was...Pricious?

That should be the case. He remembered a woman holding his hand and saying goodbye reluctantly.

We agreed to meet again at the end of civilization, adorned with darkness and starlight.

But how did they get to that point?

Camilla sighed softly, feeling that her body had recovered a little during the rest, and decided to leave here to see what changes had taken place in the world.

If you get the chance, explore the secrets of the past.

With a slight tremor, the thick rock layer in front of him automatically cracked, forming a long and narrow staircase that reached the ground.

A ray of light hangs down from the end, bringing insignificant light to the deep underground.

Camilla climbed the stairs and had to stop to rest every time she walked a certain distance.

The light on the ground went out and then came on again twice before he finally reached the ground.

What comes into view is a plain. It is spring now, and all things are growing. The grass and trees are lush, and clusters of pale purple, pink and white flowers are blooming. Tiny insects are crawling among the branches and leaves, and animal trails are scattered among the grass and bushes. Everything is full of vitality.

With just a thought from Camilla, the cracks spreading from deep within the earth healed automatically.

He didn't use any special power, but everything in the world changed according to his will.

His physical weakness made him feel the sunlight was a bit burning, so he found a lush bush nearby and sat down, hiding in the shade.

The scent of soil and grass seeped into his lungs, making him feel that the world was particularly alive.

He didn't think about the things that happened before he fell asleep for a moment. He reached out and picked an unknown lavender flower, put it to his nose and sniffed it.

It's like the fragrance of honey, sweet and mellow, a scent that makes people forget their sorrows.

When you put it in your mouth and chew it gently, you will find it has a slight bitter taste which is unpleasant.

After resting for a long time, Camilla turned her attention to another thing.

In his field of vision, there was always a strange text panel hanging with only one sentence written on it.

——For a billion years, do not seek any power.

It made no sense, but he could tell it was his own writing.

These were obviously instructions left behind when he was in excellent condition, predicting the current situation. It is even possible that this was caused by his own actions.

So, don't worry about anything, just follow it.

So the question is, when does this billion years begin to be counted?

He doesn't know!

Camilla thought about it for a while and then gave up, not even trying to figure out what this panel was.

He had little interest in it to begin with.

Without sufficient strength to support it, this body would just be an ordinary thing that would age, become sick and die. He might die after dozens or even hundreds of years, but that wouldn't be a big problem. His will wouldn't disappear with the death of his body, he would just change his body every once in a while.

If he doesn't want to change for the time being, he can also go back to the sarcophagus and sleep.

The huge energy in the sarcophagus is far from being exhausted and can support him for a long time.

Camilla rested for a long time. Seeing that it was getting dark and the sunset glow in the sky was as gorgeous as blood, he set off, ready to travel the world under the starlight.

The trails trampled by the wild beasts were the paths he could walk on. Although they were narrow, crisscrossed, and no one knew where they led, it was better than trudging through the grass and thorns.

He is weak, as if he has a chronic illness and cannot withstand too much fatigue.

Although it could be changed in a moment's thought, he had decided not to pursue any power and just let it be weak.

The plain was vast, and it would take several years to wander aimlessly. Camilla observed the terrain briefly, found a stream, and then walked along the water.

Streams converge to form rivers, which then flow into wider water systems.

After more than thirty days and nights, Chimera finally reached the edge of civilization.

He found a trap left by a hunter. Although it had been abandoned for many years, it was indeed a trace left by humans.

After checking, Camilla continued to move forward.

After another ten days, he finally found a village, but it was also abandoned.

Most of the simple wooden houses have collapsed, mold grows on the surface of specially treated wood, and large areas of weeds occupy deserted roads and courtyards.

Camilla was not in a hurry to leave and stayed here to check it out.

Time has erased many traces, but he can still see a lot.

This place has not experienced any war, but the land's production alone cannot support the survival of the villagers, so they have to leave and find a more suitable home.

Camilla found the village's cultivated land and cemeteries, all of which had no one taken care of them.

The erosion of wind and rain and the invasion of wild beasts exposed some dry bones. He pieced them together and looked at them carefully.

The humans in this world have horns and tails, and are tall and strong.

The words carved on the stone indicate their race, which should be called——

"...Tikaz?"

Camilla uttered the name in a slightly dry voice. In fact, let alone how to pronounce it, it was the first time he had seen such characters.

After all, he still retains some of his former abilities.

He can understand any language or knowledge.

Even though his memory is still unclear and many secrets remain unknown, he can still feel how powerful he was in the past.

That is the ultimate of all living things.

After lingering in the abandoned village for a few days, Camilla left along the old road of the village.

A few days later, in the wilderness, he did not encounter the next village, but ran into a large and chaotic team.

They wore black clothes, played rhythmic and desolate tunes with primitive and rough instruments, shouted slogans, and marched slowly across the wilderness.

This is the Black Celebration of Tikkaz.

When the team encountered him, there was obvious commotion. People looked at him in awe and did not dare to approach him.

What they saw was not a disheveled man struggling to survive in the wilderness. He was dressed in a gorgeous silver robe, with his long platinum hair tied up casually. He walked barefoot through the muddy wilderness, but there was not a speck of dust on his body.

Feathered beasts hovered in the sky, showing him the way forward, and horned beasts followed beside him, bringing him fruits.

He walked in the wilderness, like the master of this land, perfect and majestic!

The team was in chaos for a while before an elder came out, bowed solemnly to him, and asked him why he came.

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Chapter 472: Blade Master Tower, do you think I look a bit like before...

This old man from Tikaz has also experienced hundreds of years of wind and frost. The wrinkles on his face are as if they were cut by a knife or an axe, his coiled horns are broken, and aging has penetrated into his soul.

Compared to him, Camilla seemed to be in her youth.

However, there are some long-lived subspecies among the Tikaz race itself, and appearance cannot be the only criterion for judging age.

Moreover, they would not be overly awed by something like age. They simply felt that this person was extremely mysterious and not like an ordinary person.

He asked in the language of Tikkaz, but did not receive an immediate response from Camilla.

Although Camilla understood what he said, he himself did not speak the language of the Tikkaz. He was listening to the whispers of the Tikkaz people and learning quickly.

If he was willing to take the initiative to master some extraordinary power, he would start telepathic communication now, but unfortunately it is not possible.

But after listening for a while, it was no problem to have a simple conversation.

So he tried to talk to the old man Tikkaz.

He claimed to be a traveler who intended to roam around here and see all the scenery on earth.

He inquired about the local customs, the mountains and rivers, and the history and political system of this country called Kazdel.

He acted like a complete stranger to Tikaz, so old man Tikaz didn't suspect anything and picked out some appropriate content to tell him.

This is Kazdel. Tikaz is the general name for the native races of this land. There are many branches and subspecies among them. Ten major branches are called the Ten Kings Courts. Their leaders guide the development of Tikaz. The current king of Tikaz is one of the Ten Kings Courts, and his name is Kal'tsit.

“…Kal’tsit?”

Camilla murmured, and for the first time her indifferent expression showed a slight change.

When had he heard this name?

His brain's low efficiency took him a while to find the relevant fragments in his memory, which were the years he spent with Precious.

She has a very important research project numbered AMa-10.

She said she would name it Kelsey.

Kimira had never paid much attention to these memories because everything he saw was unfamiliar, but since he found that this place had some connection with his past, he had to check it out carefully.

While communicating with old man Tikaz, he searched carefully until he found the starting point of his memory.

He was found by Prisseth on the Ella Star Ring, and at that time... he had lost his memory.

Before the cause of amnesia could be discovered, the light of destruction descended, and civilization came to an end.

During that terrible disaster, they did a lot to ensure the continuation of civilization, and some of these projects may still be in operation.

The only regret is that we can never find the real cause of the destruction.

Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye, and perhaps the disaster has subsided.

If that were the case, he didn't know whether he should take the time to rebuild civilization.

He always felt a slight distance from that civilization in his heart, which was one of the reasons why he didn't recall the past much after waking up.

Go meet Kal'tsit, see why she toils over this land, see what she wants to shape these strange-looking Tikaz into, and then decide what he wants to do.

If you feel bored, just go back to the sarcophagus and fall asleep.

After a long conversation, Camilla said goodbye to old man Tikaz and the team that was holding the black celebration and continued on her way.

Before leaving, they gave him some gifts, little trinkets of friendship and some food.

After meeting this team, I encountered more and more people.

Camilla occasionally communicated with them, but more often she just walked past them without paying any attention.

In addition to the Tikaz, he also saw other races with various animal characteristics, which were obviously different from the Tikaz people.

For example, the Filin people have feline features, so the term "cat" is used to refer to them, while actual kittens are called Filin beastkin.

Kimilla observed all this slowly and found it quite interesting.

Although the previous civilization was destroyed, some flowers will eventually grow on its corpse, as bright as this one.

As he went along, he came across his first city.

The high-ranking officials of Tikaz, who had already learned of his arrival through Tikaz witchcraft, came out to greet him.

The news they received was that an unprecedented saint was passing through the land of Kazdel. His wisdom was as vast as the stars, and he knew all knowledge. His majesty was as awe-inspiring as a god. Even the most despicable villains dared not show any malice in his presence. Where he walked, dead trees grew and all things revived...