Chapter 116
The current king of the Pergas continent is the 28th. Based on the average reign of 25 years for each king, there is a total of 625 years between the third tyrant and the 28th Cyril.
More than 600 years is enough time for a piece of land to undergo earth-shaking changes.
Xia Mo didn't know what happened in the Astrology Tower 600 years ago, but considering that a tyrant was in power at that time, she had roughly guessed where the cemetery outside the tower came from.
"Are all the people living here your friends and family?"
Miko shook his head. "Only a small number of them are my family. The others are neighbors who have moved in over the past ten years."
"Are you sick? Or..."
Xia Mo didn't say the rest of the words, but as the leader of the undead, he was smart enough to understand what she meant.
His eyes drooped, and his voice became a little low: "It's not that he's sick, it's... he was burned to death at the stake by Godofredo..."
"After death, our souls were imprisoned in a cross by a human mage. After a long journey, we were ultimately abandoned here."
"The weather here isn't very good. There are frequent thunderstorms. Those things are fatal to us undead. If we are touched, we will be instantly reduced to ashes."
"I think this is what Godofredo meant. He didn't want us to live in this life, and he doesn't want us to continue wandering the world after death."
"He is a devil!!! He should go to hell!!!" As he was speaking, an undead uncle passed by, cursing with anger on his face.
Miko looked at him bitterly: "Uncle Ruth, we all know this..."
"But there's just no way we can deal with this demon..." An undead aunt came up and sighed helplessly.
Xia Mo looked at everyone and asked, "Why were you...burned at the stake?"
*
Xia Mo didn't expect that this illusion would last so long, so long that when the first ray of sunlight shone into the tower through the colored glass, she woke up and found that she was still in the illusion.
"Mo Se, the sun is out. We have to go back to the cemetery. What about you? I can help you find the way."
Miko was the last undead soul in the tower. Seeing that the sunlight was getting stronger and stronger, he had no choice but to wake her up.
Xia Mo: "It's okay, I can find the way, you go back first."
"Well...goodbye, human. Thank you for listening to us talk about so many old stories yesterday."
After saying that, Miko's translucent body passed through the tower gate like the wind and quickly disappeared from sight.
Xia Mo also remembered what happened last night.
Few outsiders came to visit them, and seeing that she was interested in their past experiences, the dead souls opened up and told her stories of the past one by one.
From being forcibly taken to the royal city to build the imperial palace, to being tortured to the point of being emaciated and unable to lift heavy objects, to being slandered by a wizard for not working because he was possessed by a demon that needed to be burned to exorcise...
The ignorant and cruel Godofredo believed the wizard's lies without any doubt. He ordered all the mentally ill workers to be taken to the burning ground.
The workers were tied to an oversized scarecrow, and torches were lit from below, instantly igniting the dry grass and wood, creating a raging fire.
The workers tied under the scarecrow were the first to be burned by the fire. They howled in pain in the fire and were soon burned beyond recognition.
The people on top of the scarecrows were equally tortured, the extremely high temperature acting like a steamer, quickly burning them dry. Some even fainted from inhaling excessive smoke, a death considered a blessing in disguise.
Listening to the undead telling their stories one after another, even Xia Mo, a player, felt heartbroken.
The dog planner is really good at writing copy. A story from more than 600 years ago, told by the ghosts, makes the audience feel as if they are personally there, following in their footsteps and walking through the miserable lives of these tragic ghosts.
After listening for half the night, Xia Mo didn't know how he fell asleep.
All she knew was that when she woke up, she and Miko were the only ones left in the tower.
After Miko left, Xia Mo looked around, only to find that he was still in the illusion, which meant that the illusion was still going on...
It's so weird.
Having never experienced such a situation before, she had to be on high alert.
She pushed open the tower door and wanted to go back to the cemetery to see if there were any monsters or something that she needed to drive away, but the door opened and sunlight shone in from the gradually widening gap.
Her vision was dizzy for a moment, and when she blinked and stood firm, she was shocked to find that the scenery outside the tower had changed!
The land is no longer bare, but is covered with buildings, red-roofed, white-walled brick and tile houses like those in European towns, lined up along the main road.
A few children ran past her, laughing, holding little windmills in their hands, their faces covered with bread crumbs. Behind them followed an older woman in a white apron, holding a rolling pin, her face furious: "Watch out, you little bastards!"
Shifting my gaze to look further away, I saw crisscrossing cobblestone streets, with vendors selling animal skins, weapons, snacks... everything, and it was quite lively.
So she...traveled through time?
Which era did we travel to?
Unable to find her way for a moment, she simply grabbed a child and asked directly: "What time is it now?"
The child looked at her like a fool: "It's morning now."
Xia Mo: “…” She couldn’t express herself clearly, so she changed the way she said it.
"Who is the current king?"
The child's expression was even more bizarre: "Did you just get out?"
Xia Mo: ...Think whatever you want, just answer her questions.
Seeing that she was silent, the child thought she had really just been released from prison, so he said bluntly: "Godofredo II, this is the king who now rules our continent."
Second generation? That means it wasn't long ago, Xia Mo understood.
The Second was Godofredo's son, the fourth king of the continent, and no more than twenty years after the Third before Miko left.
So in just over twenty years, such earth-shaking changes have taken place outside the Astrology Tower?
“Ink…?”
A call suddenly brought her back to her senses.
Xia Mo turned his head following the voice, and saw the face he had just seen a few minutes ago - Miko.
However, he was different from what he looked like a few minutes ago. He had lost his youthful immaturity, his features had become stronger, his facial features had grown, and he had grown much taller.
Unexpectedly, he was still here. Xia Mo raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Miko, it's you~"
Miko's face also showed a bit of surprise. He walked forward quickly and looked at her seriously: "Have you returned from abroad again?"
Xia Mo twitched the corner of his mouth: "...Yes..."
Twenty years passed for Miko, but for her, it was just the blink of an eye.
Miko walked around her, examining her closely for a moment. "You haven't changed at all. Did you use a magic potion?"
Magic potion? What is that?
Worried about being exposed, Xia Mo answered vaguely: "I guess so."
After saying that, he changed the subject: "I didn't expect the cemetery to be built like this back then. It has developed quite well."
"Really? Haha~" Miko smiled sheepishly, "These were all built by me and my people. You guys are awesome, right?"
People?
Xia Mo grasped the key words, and it was not until then that she noticed that Miko's clothes were different from those of people on the street. His clothes were obviously much more exquisite and the colors were brighter. Standing in the crowd, he was definitely the most eye-catching one.
It seems that the kid has a very high reputation among the undead. He used to be the leader of a cemetery, and now he has become the lord of a city.
"Mo Se, since you are back, I will take you to meet your friends at the cemetery."
Xia Mo smiled and said, "Okay."
This feeling was very strange. For her as a player, only a few minutes had passed, but the people she saw were no longer the same as before.
Uncle Ruth, who scolded Godofredo, had already turned gray. The deceased aunt who sighed in front of her had passed away ten years ago. There was also the disabled woman who was rescued from the cemetery, whose funeral had just been held two days ago.
The funeral was organized by the woman's son, the little boy who had begged her for help. He has now grown up and become the pillar of the family.
There are many, many people who have come to their own ends in the past twenty years. These are established history, and Xia Mo knows that he cannot change it.
Treating every person she meets seriously is the only thing she can do now, and it is also the greatest respect for these small yet powerful people in the long history.
The town was not big. Xia Mo looked at the time and found that it only took him half an hour to finish the tour. After that, the screen suddenly froze as if the current segment had come to an end.
Miko in the painting, the people packing up their stalls on the street, the woman rushing home after buying groceries... everyone's movements and expressions were all frozen in an instant.
The town began to become blurred, like a painting splashed with water, the scenery gradually blurred and melted until it disappeared and turned black.
After blinking, my vision returned after a few seconds, but this time, the prosperous town was gone, and all I could hear was the rumbling sound of explosions!
"Hey, what are you still standing there for? Come and carry the wounded!"
After being slapped hard on the back, Xia Mo turned around and saw a wounded middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood.
At just one glance, Xia Mo recognized who he was - the little boy from that year!
"Tony! Don't sleep. If you fall asleep you'll never wake up again!"
Seeing that Tony's eyes were gradually becoming unfocused, she immediately took out the red medicine and helped Tony drink it.
She used a large bottle of red medicine, one bottle could add 1,000 blood points.
Tony's health bar did rise, but before he could be happy for two seconds, the health bar started to drop again!
This means that there are injuries on the body, so blood continues to fall.
Damn it, how could she, a star official, know how to treat illnesses?
Unable to solve the problem of blood loss, Xia Mo had to use medicine to keep Tony alive while cooperating with others to carry him out of the ruins.
The Astrology Tower, which had stood for decades, once again became a shelter for the undead. Tony and other injured undead were carried in. Xia Mo took a quick look and did not find Miko.
Is he still alive in this era, or... has he vanished into the ages like the other souls in the cemetery?
"Hello, where is Miko?"
There was a war going on outside, and Xia Mo didn't have time to speculate, so he just caught an undead.
The undead pointed outside: "Miko is directing the battle... Hey human, be careful!"
Xia Mo ran out!
Miko is still alive! Miko is still alive!
This was the only thought in her mind now.
Braving the artillery fire and gun smoke, stepping on ruins and pools of blood, more than ten minutes later, she really saw Miko behind a low city wall.
Miko in this timeline has entered old age. His brown hair has turned white, and his eyes are not as clear as when he was young, but his face is more resolute than ever, and his straight spine shows his people that the undead will never give up.
"Miko, I'm here."
She held the weapon and fought alongside him.
Without turning around, Miko recognized her just by her voice: "It's you, long time no see."
Xia Mo: "Long time no see."
*
The Undead Town developed too rapidly under Miko's leadership, which aroused the envy of other surrounding tribes. Those tribes united together and launched an attack on the town.
The economy of the undead town is prosperous, but its military strength is insufficient. Coupled with the one-on-many situation, the outcome of this battle was actually expected by everyone.
However, inside or outside the city walls, not a single undead chose to surrender. They shouted and rushed into the enemy circle, using an almost suicidal approach to stop the invasion of outsiders.
Among these heroic undead, some were descendants of the undead in the cemetery. As Xia Mo watched them fall one by one, he felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.
It's so annoying. She is obviously just a passer-by in history and shouldn't invest too much emotion in it, but why can't she help but feel sad and uncomfortable for them?
No, she has to save them!
What if she could change the history of the town of the dead? What if one day, 600 years later, she could see them again outside the astronomy tower?
Although the chance was slim, Xia Mo knew that if she didn't do it, even the last chance would slip away from her.
So he swung his weapon and used his skills densely to attack the enemy circle.
The enemy was suppressed. Seeing this, Miko immediately ordered the undead warriors to rush out!
Xia Mo followed closely behind, constantly sweeping with his skills.
Things started to turn around for their side, and just when everyone thought there was a chance to turn the tide of battle, suddenly, dark clouds came covering the sky.
The sun was blocked and the earth was plunged into darkness.
And in this darkness, Xia Mo suddenly saw a flash of lightning flashing rapidly in the dark clouds.
This familiar omen made Xia Mo's heart skip a beat.
Her pupils suddenly widened, and she shouted to the undead fighting in front of her: "Come back quickly! There's a thunder!"
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