Chapter 454 - The Lich (1/2)

The moon could not be seen on a snowy night. It was completely dark.

The wind was too strong for a torch to be lit, and the windproof lamps were too dim and could only illuminate a radius of a dozen meters. So, by the time they saw the rock building, it was only fifteen meters ahead of them, as if it had just “sp.a.w.ned.”

Both the leader of the caravan and the guide were stunned at the gigantic, ugly, cubic, rock building.

The size was a comparative concept.

Roland was used to the super malls in modern society that could easily be as large as two football fields, so the rock house he built was small in his eyes.

After all, with a length and width of ten meters and a height of six meters, the house had a coverage of only a hundred square meters. Roland’s house in reality had a coverage of three hundred square meters. He was already used to that.

Therefore, a house with a coverage of a hundred square meters was small in his eyes, but it was rather s.p.a.cious as a single room.

The caravan stopped before the building. Everybody looked at the building in the wilderness with fear.

Just now, someone had circled the building to examine it. They didn’t find any doors or windows but only several holes which seemed to be for ventilation purposes.

The bold ones among them hit the rocky house with a hammer, but only some powder fell after several dull noises.

The hitter said gloomily, “It’s at least one meter thick, and it’s very hard.”

“This rocky building must’ve been established with magic. We’re supposed to leave immediately, but…” Wallace, the leader of the caravan, looked at the guide near him. “McKenzie, tell me the truth. Can you take us to the next village in three hours?”

After a long time, the guide struggled to say, “No!”

His back was further lowered after he said that.

He knew very well that, after saying that, his reputation would be ruined even if they could survive the blizzard tonight, and he would unlikely be hired to lead the way for a big caravan again.

But he did find it rather queer. He was very familiar with the road to the Froststar Kingdom and had never made any mistakes. He could easily go home with his eyes closed. Why on earth had he taken the caravan to this place?

He had no idea what happened.

Wallace gazed at the guide angrily, and the guide lowered his head, not daring to look back.

After a long time, Wallace shouted at the back of the caravan, “Everybody, listen up. Build a camp around this rocky building and use it to block the wind. It’s up to you whether or not we can survive.”

Though the wind was strong, everybody heard Wallace’s voice.

The guide said in a low voice, “Mr. Wallace, this building is rather weird. Is it really a good idea to stay here?”

“It’s a better idea than getting lost in the wilderness and dying an unknown death in the snow.”

The guide heaved a sigh and backed off.

The people in the caravan instantly pushed the wagons behind the building and arranged them in a semicircle.

The wagons were placed outside, the dozen horses crouched in the middle with thick gra.s.s blankets to protect them, and the forty people hid themselves in the innermost section.

A barrier ten meters wide and five meters tall was rather effective.

None of the men or horses were affected by the howling wind, although snowflakes dropped on them now and then.

Still, it was much better than spending the whole night in the cold wind.

Wallace felt that they would be able to survive the cold night if no more accidents happened.

It was a misfortune to get lost. The night wind in the north was too dreadful. Too many caravans and men had been frozen in the wild after failing to reach towns in time.

But it was truly a fortune that they found this shelter.

He was only curious about the purpose of this weird building.

Did it not need an entrance?

While having food, Wallace observed the rock building before his eyes and began to speculate.

Roland continued surfing on the forum in his room.

Actually, he had known about the caravan since the moment they arrived.

Three transparent spiders the size of fingernails were monitoring the surroundings on the rooftop.

The spiders, with their basic Dark Vision, had rather powerful eyesight.

Roland had already noticed the caravan before they found the rock house.

Roland wasn’t bothered that they protected themselves against the wind with his little house.

Clearly, those people were in trouble, and he could help them without doing anything in person. So, he was glad to offer help.

But Roland didn’t intend to do more than that, as those people were merely afraid of the snow and were prepared for everything else.

Roland continued surfing on the forum.

There were too many funny people online. They were truly a source of joy. Roland wouldn’t be bored even if he were to browse through the forum for a year.

However, he exclaimed in the middle of his reading.

From the images sent back by the magic spiders, Roland found that he was surrounded by a bunch of skeletons who were covered in ragged clothes.

But the people from the caravan weren’t aware of it yet.

Because of the dimness of the night, they really couldn’t see things far away.

Roland quit the forum and stood up.

The pictures were sent by the magic spiders continuously.

There were lots of skeletons. Some were barehanded, but some were holding rusty weapons.

Roland even saw ghosts with twisted faces floating behind the skeletons.