Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1053: Landslide

The caravan walked all day in the mountains, and in the evening Ian camped in an empty shelter. Some traces of people could be seen on the ground. Clearly, this open space was a place where caravans used to come. Ian was as familiar with the Frost Ridge Mountain Range as he said. He knew everything about the vegetation here like the back of his hand. With such a person as a guide, the caravan would be able to walk out in a few days.

After nightfall, the temperature gradually cooled down, and the campfires in the camp were also dimmed by the wind. There were no entertainment programs in the mountains. After dinner, everyone returned to their tents except the soldiers on duty. Alan continued to sit quietly for the night and practice his Origin Energy with his hammer. However, he did not enter the Origin Energy Star Sea tonight, nor did he stay in the void of his consciousness. When he opened his eyes, his Origin Energy had only increased slightly.

It was almost dawn anyway, so Alan put it in and out of the tent. After letting a few tired warriors go back to sleep, he was surprised to find that Ian had already got up, was wrapped in a thick fur coat, and was sitting on a stone smoking a cigarette. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ian's father turned around and saw Alan warmly beckoning him to sit down beside him. Then he handed the pipe over and said, "Sir, would you like to take a few bites? These are our Frost Wind City's long leaves. They taste good."

Alan took a few puffs of curiosity, but he choked until he coughed. The old man smiled and said, "Your Excellency, try to slow down your breathing, take a slow puff of your cigarette, and then spit it out. You will understand what it feels like."

It turned out that Allen really couldn't taste this kind of tobacco. Apart from its spiciness, there was practically nothing commendable about it. He returned the pipe to the old man, and Ian did not mind. After changing the tobacco leaves in the pipe, he lit it and continued to puff. He looked at the sky and said faintly, "The starlight in the north is dim. I'm afraid the weather will get worse in the next few days. Maybe we'll encounter a snowstorm."

"It's spring now," Allen warned.

'"Sir, this is the Frost Ridge Mountain Range. Snowstorms can occur anytime of the year in this mountain range. It's just a matter of size. Don't worry, there are a few places in the mountain where you can avoid snowstorms. Even if you do, you don't have to worry." Ian smiled.

Seeing that Elder God Ian was here, Ellen didn't question him anymore.

The next day was a fine day, and the sun was strangely bright. There were no clouds in the sky, making the earth shine with golden light. However, Ian's expression was gloomy all the time, and he stopped occasionally to touch the gravel that touched the ground with his hand and put it to his mouth to taste. On the third day, the weather really changed. First, it snowed in the morning. Then at noon, not only did the snow not show any signs of stopping, it became heavier and heavier.

In the afternoon, from afar, one could only see the wind and snow powder everywhere, and one could only hear the sharp wind whistling in one's ears. The world was wrapped in the wind and snow, and one could not see the original appearance clearly.

At this time, the caravan was on a narrow mountain path with towering peaks on both sides. However, this kind of terrain did not weaken the snow storm. On the contrary, it made people feel that the snowstorm coming from the front was getting worse and worse, and it was terrifyingly big. Under these conditions, it would take more effort to move forward than usual. The might of nature was unleashed at this moment.

Allen and many other warriors helped pull the horse and cart so that the caravan could advance faster. Ian walked over with his head wrapped tightly in a snow hat and whispered in Alan's ear, "We have to hurry. The snow won't stop today. There's still a few miles left. There's a shelter ahead. We have to rest there today."

Ellen nodded and told the team to speed up. Suddenly, a muffled sound came from ahead, sounding like thunder. Alan's expression changed. He could tell that it was not thunder, but an explosion! Then, flames continued to flash in the wind and snow. Explosions sounded on both sides of the mountain path, and the ground shook non-stop. The warhorses hissed, the people cried out in alarm, and the caravan became chaotic. Ian's face was pale as he murmured, "How could this happen …"

"Run, quickly run back." Ian shouted to Alan, "This place is going to collapse. We can't go any further. Lord, we have to retreat!"

Alan hurriedly ordered the troops to turn around, and the earth shook. The air wave in front of him was thin, and one could vaguely see the mountains on both sides continuously collapsing and sliding down, gradually pressing down towards the direction of the caravan like a domino.

"Let's go!" Alan shouted, but he rushed to the front of the caravan with Red King on his back and buried himself in the snow. He had to buy time for the caravan to escape. He had to run a hundred meters. The earth was no longer shaking, but was shaking up and down. Alan stopped and held Red King in his hand. The collapsed rocks on both sides of the mountain formed a mudstone flood that was rolling down the mountain path. Allen's eyes lit up, and a pillar of flames shot into the sky, scattering the wind and snow in the sky.

Red King drew his scabbard and broke the city.

Edward raised his head in the caravan and saw a flash of fire in the wind and snow ahead. The wind and snow, together with the entire world, were split into two. Then, with the two flames as the center line, both sides of the fire began to burn! Next was the second, third …

Under the continuous shattering of the city, the torrents of mud and rocks were cut apart and annihilated. Every scarlet ray of light flashed past, clearing out a blank space that stretched a thousand meters through the mudstone torrent. The substance was gently wiped away like powder under the saber light. However, after the three slashes of the city, Allen's Heavenly Flame Source Force poured out like a flood that had opened a sluice. josei

Ellen gritted his teeth and endured the feeling of emptiness after exhausting a large amount of Origin Energy. He turned around and swept his saber across the mountain. The fourth broken city directly smashed towards the right side of the mountain. The mountain immediately rumbled, and a large amount of rocks fell down to form a natural barrier between the mountain paths. The remaining mudstone torrents rushed over, as if a flood had hit a dam, and the impact was finally suppressed. However, after slashing out of the four broken cities, Allen was finally unable to hold on and fell to the ground as soon as his entire body softened.

Without waiting for him to fall to the ground, someone on the left and right supported him at the same time.

It's Regis and Laura!

The night was gloomy, and the snow was still blowing. Fortunately, the caravan found a cave to hide from the wind and didn't have to stay in the snow for a long night. Alan's expression eased after he drank a bowl of hot soup.

"Are you all right?" Edward frowned and said, "You're too impulsive. If you can't stop that mudslide with all your Origin Energy, not only will we be buried alive, even you won't be able to escape!" He paused for a moment, then said in a slow voice, "But thanks to your good fortune, everyone has survived, and the goods have not been lost much. It can be considered very lucky."

Alan put down the bowl and frowned, "You should have heard the explosion, too. It's very unusual. It's obviously a man-made landslide."

"Evidently, they're here for us … Could it be those guys?" Edward frowned and said, "They left a day before us. It was easy to set up and wait for us to step on this path of no return. And there was a snowstorm that made it impossible for us to notice in advance. We almost lost our lives as a result."

"Who could it be?" Alan muttered.

In a cave deep within the Frost Ridge Mountain Range, this natural cave was lit up with flames. A bonfire was swayed by the cold wind that blew in from time to time outside the cave, but it was never extinguished. There was a rack on the fire, and there was a marching pot on the rack. The broth in the pot was boiling. Someone threw some dried wild vegetables into the pot, then picked up the marching pot and put it by the fire, saying, "It's ready to eat."

Several men walked out of the depths of the cave one after another. They took off their cloaks and revealed their dark heavy armor. One of them was the man who nodded to Alan in the tavern of Frost Wind City! He took a bowl of hot soup and a few slices of dry bread from his companion, and began to eat the soup in his mouth. A few men each chose a place to sit down and eat, and one of the shorter men said, "What the hell, we can't blow those guys up like this. It's a waste of our whole day's effort."

"Viscount Allen is incredibly powerful. You can see that, right? He stopped the mudslide by himself. He's just a viscount, right? But to do such a thing, he has to be at least as strong as a general. Could it be that he's hiding his strength?"

"I don't think so. If he had the strength of a Great General, he wouldn't have nearly been killed by the Bloody Earl." "In my opinion, his Origin Energy should be about the same as the Earl's, but his combat skills are extraordinarily powerful. They are much stronger than the Earl's, and even close to the level of a general. That's why he was able to do that in the afternoon," said a man who was blind with his left eye and drank all the broth.

"What the hell? There are only five Zhen Jiang generals in the Imperial Military Department. If that person's battle skill is close to that of a Great General, wouldn't that mean that he has the potential to become a Ten Saint expert?" The short man smiled bitterly and said, "We actually attacked someone like that. If he finds out who we are, then our lives will be sad in the future. I don't want to worry about a Ten Saint Alternate day and night."

"Look at your courage. I really don't know how you managed to sneak in. Hey, you didn't sell your butt, did you?"

There was a burst of laughter in the cave.

At this time, it was obvious that the leader's man put down his bowl and said, "We have already finished what the Great General told us. Since this won't take their lives, we need to continue pestering them. Everyone should go to bed early and return to Mosaiore as soon as the snowstorm stops tomorrow."

"That's good news. If I stay in this damn place any longer, I'll go crazy."

After arranging for a person to be on duty at night, the men spread their cloaks on the ground and slept on the floor without unloading their armor. A moment later, the sound of even breathing echoed in the cave, faintly corresponding to the sound of the wind outside the cave. The man on duty stood by the campfire, humming the local tune of Mosaiore boredom, and suddenly the campfire shook. He raised his head doubtfully, because the direction of the flames was somewhat strange. At this moment, a cold wind blew from the depths of the cave, confirming his thoughts.

The wind came not from outside the cave, but from inside. Then, he heard a soft rustling sound, as if something was scratching the rocks with its claws!