Chapter 113 (1/2)

Kant and lunt approached the center of the battlefield carefully, that is, the place covered with a thick layer of black ash.

It was very quiet all the way. There was no danger, no other people, and even no insects.

”Is this the center of the battlefield? This place... I remember it should have been a small hillside...”

Professor Kant took a map out of his arms and examined it carefully in the gradually brightening light.

Then he put down the map and looked at the flat black wasteland in front of him. There were no energy storms, space cracks and so on.

”The intensity of this divine war is really low. Why?”

He asked, puzzled.

”This may be because there is a gap in strength between the two sides...”

Lunt on one side speculated.

”Just like ordinary people who want to catch a cat in the house, they will be very troublesome. If they don't do well, they will make the room a mess; but if they just catch an ant, they will be finished with a pinch.”

”Ha ha, very bold speculation.”

Professor Kant laughed twice and didn't agree with each other.

At the stage of true God, who can be weaker than who?

But he can't completely rule out this possibility. Human beings still know too little about gods.

If so, what terrible strength should another God be?

With human imagination, I'm afraid I can't figure it out?

”Professor, I found something strange again.”

The nearby lunt suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted Professor Kant's thoughts.

”Although the perception was greatly disturbed here, I tried to expand it...”

”Have you noticed that there seems to be only one kind of residual pressure and breath fluctuation here?”

Professor Kant shook his head. He really didn't notice.

After entering the black wasteland, he quickly gathered up his perception and didn't dare to expand it.

Moreover, his perception is only convenient for research. Whether it is accuracy or sensitivity, it can't be compared with an eighth order legend.

He quickly took the courage, let go of his perception and felt the aftertaste around him.

Indeed, I can only feel a trace of very slight pressure.

Strong and violent, just a weak remnant, made him feel headache. It seemed that he heard some strange sound, such as some kind of desperate cry and scream before he died.

Professor Kant's face suddenly turned pale, his body stumbled and nearly fell, and he was on the edge of spiritual pollution.

This residual pressure is not a big threat to the eighth order lunt, but it makes him feel a slight headache, but it is extremely dangerous for Professor Kant, who is only half an extraordinary.

”Professor! Professor! Put away your perception!”

Lunt grabbed Professor Kant's arm, took out a knife from his arms, put it against the professor's fingertips, and was ready to make him feel some pain and help him maintain his consciousness.

”No... no, I'm fine...”

Professor Kant quickly withdrew his perception and waved his hand. He stood up straight, his face gradually improved and came back.

”After all, it's the site of divine war. People like me can't peep at it at will...”

”You'd better put away your perception, or I can't save you if you touch something you shouldn't spy on.”

He began to persuade.

Lunt was startled by his reaction and nodded.

”However, there is really only one kind of residual pressure and breath fluctuation? Why?”

Professor Kant asked hurriedly.

Lunt shrugged and said he couldn't understand the operation of the gods, but he speculated with his brain wide open:

”The remnant is obviously an evil god. He must have been killed by the good God, so there will be remnant?”

Professor Kant did not answer and did not comment on this speculation.

He once looked far away outside another Shenzhan site. The residual pressure and fluctuation there have not dissipated yet. Just looking at it, he will feel blurred vision and pain in his eyes.

Perhaps, the divine war that left the previous three sites is not like today's one-to-one, but many to many, so the residual reaction will be so intense and continue to this day.

This is a great discovery in archaeology!

The paper I wrote back can shock the whole world!

At that time, you can call Lord Koro as an assistant and ask her to sign, so that she will become famous in the archaeological community.

Professor Kant muttered in his heart that he didn't forget to pull a little Kerry who is diligent and respectful these days.

She's much better than my bad old man. Should she still be alive?

They moved on and gradually approached the place where rolle put his scabbard.

When he got here, lunt seemed to feel something. Although he took the professor's advice and put away his perception, the instinctive reaction of an eighth order legend was still there.

He smelled something unusual in the air, magically popped up a few cards between his fingers and slowed down.

Then he saw two young people who looked like ordinary villagers, with a trailer of a truck parked next to them.

Both of them are straw sandals in hemp clothes. They are dressed very simply. They are digging and filling into the next mop with a shovel in their hand.

What are these two doing?

Wait, no!

How could anyone else come to this place?

Who the hell are they?