Chapter 507: Body Bank (1/2)
The landscape was gloomy from above but after touching down, it was simply downright depressing. Zero didn't even know if there was any kind of life in such a place. If it was black and grey, it was brown or red. No signs of blue or green, the colours of life that Zero liked to see most.
”I'll gather some dead wood for a campfire,” Truen said. ”Bob, rest up. Leave the rest to us.”
Zero looked around and grimaced at the dried creek. ”Truen, don't go too far! I'll get everything else we need using magic. The creek's out of the question.”
The archer nodded and left Zero to decide the dinner menu. There really wasn't a need to collect dead wood for the fire as they were all capable of using light magic or had night vision. It wasn't even cold because they had temperature regulating spells on their clothes. However, he needed some sort of excuse to scout the area for possible dangers.
Walking over to the swampy lands, Truen had to hold his breath. This stank worse than the sewers and he frowned. Something wasn't right. He turned back to look at the chapel. Zero and Bob were already setting up tents and the archer couldn't understand why there would be a chapel in the middle of nowhere. The fields appeared to be used for farming a long time ago. Normally, they should have dried up and started cracking like the wasteland that stretched for miles. The creek was dry so why is there a swamp?
Weighing his options, the archer eventually sighed. His clothes had self-cleaning magic so it shouldn't be a big problem but the psychological impact of deliberately walking into a dirty pit like this and not taking at least a shower was going to scar him. With a last prayer to whichever God or Demon listening, Truen put his first food into the muck.
Unsurprisingly, the swampy goo tried to suck him in greedily without signs of stopping and Truen allowed it, trying to see if there was a limit before he touched solid land. Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be any kind of stopping. In fact, Truen had a feeling this swamp was deeper than it appeared. It wasn't a crop field at all.
Zero noticed that Truen was taking a while to gather wood so he left the chapel to search for Truen using the mini-map. It didn't take too long to get to where Truen was and Truen kept his word not to go too far but what Zero saw made him panic.
”Truen!” the doctor screamed loud enough for Bob to har him in the chapel. Without hesitation, Bob transformed and flew over to where his master was.
With a powerful yank from the dragon, Truen was pulled out of the swamp that he'd fallen into. Zero was checking over Truen to see if his friend was alright.
”Are you hurt? How did you fall in?”
Truen had a hard time explaining himself. No, he wasn't hurt. No, he didn't fall into it, he was walking into it.