Chapter 205 - Chapter 205: 106. Disaster Not Over_3 (1/2)

Chapter 205: 106. Disaster Not Over_3

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“According to the books, the origin of magical beasts can be traced back to the early days of the Golden Dynasty.”

“It is said that a long, long time ago, the animals on the earth did not possess any extraordinary abilities. But one day, a dramatic change occurred in the heavens, and an enormous, immeasurable, and unobservable extraordinary will came down to earth, distorting the bodies and spirits of animals.”

“Since then, animals with higher intelligence levels have gained extraordinary abilities. People call them magical beasts. For example, the ‘Wind Howling Wolf’s Throat’ used by the ‘Wolfpack Guard’ comes from a magical forest wolf that can control the wind.”

Noland Lee pondered and said:

“It sounds like the appearance of magical beasts is the result of external forces…”

He wasn’t sure if it was just an illusion, but Noland always felt that this was similar to the Dusk Giants landing in the Ancient Tatis Dynasty…

In Greenshaw’s memory, such extraordinary phenomena were relatively common, occurring in countries all around the globe.

It was precisely because these extraordinary phenomena were widespread that the Wizard Advancement Association of Ulnas Ring became the department of magic with the most wizards and the most complex internal forces.

The teams moved quickly in silence, only allowing the use of headlights after leaving the previous battlefield far behind them.

The backup route chosen by Kent was safe but somewhat detoured.

After taking out the scavenger teams of the Ferocious Hound Gang, not a single person was encountered on the road until midnight.

The surrounding grasslands and bushes became sparser, with more broken stones and sandy areas that could easily kick up sand whenever the wind blew.

Without green vegetation, the number of small animals available for hunting would sharply decrease, and freshwater resources from river water would become scarce.

Aside from people performing special tasks who would come to such barren places, most others would avoid these desolate wastelands.

On a gentle slope with drifting sand and dust, Kent ordered the vehicles to stop.

He held an alchemy compass in one hand and a telescope in the other, scanning the area.

‘We’ve reached the edge of the Savage Stone Wasteland. This godforsaken place has no food or water and is extremely large. To stop us here, there must be at least a team triple our size. The manpower and material costs involved would be close to half the total value of the goods. As long as the gangs are not stupid, they won’t appear here.”

Kent nodded calmly and pointed to a building in the distance:

“Let’s go there for the night and set off tomorrow morning.”

The convoy continued on and soon arrived at the abandoned, ancient-looking building.

It had a mottled wall, a bumpy courtyard, and a three-story ancient castle with drafts blowing in from all directions.

The dried vines hanging on the outer wall of the ancient castle could easily be crushed into powder and scattered by the wind when pinched by hand.