Chapter 242 Heavy Armored Chariot

A canyon, a mountain, and a constant gale.

Above the dark sky, two dim, almost undetectable flames streaked across the sky like meteors...

... and slid back like meteors.

"Huh..."

The fierce gale seemed to flow only between the canyons below, and had no effect on Xiao Jian flying in the sky.

With the blessing of the [Broken Confusion] feature, Xiao Jian's eyes had carefully observed this gale canyon from beginning to end countless times, but he did not find any traces of the existence of any intelligent creatures here.

All the terrain and landforms are completely original, and seem to still maintain the appearance of the moment when it was just formed.

At least that's what Xiao Jian thought at first.

It wasn't until he lowered his altitude and stood on the cliffs on both sides of the canyon that he realized that this place had already experienced weathering and erosion for countless years.

The strong winds kept scraping the obsidian rock walls, not only rubbing the rock walls to make them extremely smooth, but also using pure wind power to carve traces of airflow on the rock walls.

It can be observed that there are obvious stratification marks on the rock walls, just like geological profiles.

The difference is that geological profiles will show different colors and mineral compositions on rock layers formed in different eras.

However, these rock walls are completely composed of a single obsidian, and the stratification marks on those "profiles" are actually erosion marks left by laminar flows of different flow rates in the strong winds in the canyon.

If you look more carefully, you can even see more subtle traces of turbulence and vortices between laminar flows on the rock walls.

It is difficult to imagine how long this canyon has been carefully carved by the strong winds to form such a simple, repetitive, yet shocking strange landscape.

After a close search, Xiao Jian still did not see any traces of biological activity.

However, he did find that the wind in this canyon was a bit strange:

It only exists in the canyon, and it has no beginning and no end.

Even if you stand on the cliffs on both sides of the canyon, you still can't feel any air flow, but as long as you put your hand slightly into the canyon, you will immediately feel the huge air flow.

The whole canyon is like a huge wind tunnel bounded by invisible walls...

However, Xiao Jian did not feel any "walls" in any sense, but this obvious boundary layer really exists.

This itself has violated the laws of physics... What is even more strange is that this wind came for no reason, it was inexplicably generated at the mouth of the canyon, and disappeared inexplicably at the end of the canyon.

After exploring the entire Windy Canyon, Xiao Jian's doubts deepened.

Such a "spectacle" that violates the rules of physics is obviously inseparable from the characteristics mentioned by Xiao Jian and the authority mentioned by the monster.

But the problem is, whether it is called a characteristic or authority, it should be attached to life itself!

Could it be... a relic?

Xiao Jian looked at the mountain next to him - that is, the handle of the suspected giant axe.

If there is a kind of inanimate object that can show wonders that violate the laws of physics, then it must be a relic.

Although generally speaking, relic-like items need intelligent life to activate them, Xiao Jian has not seen a relic that can affect the environment itself...

However, if this unimaginably large axe is really a relic, then it is not completely impossible for it to cause such a large-scale heaven and earth phenomenon.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jian spread his wings and flew directly to the mountain.

As he flew closer and closer, Xiao Jian's doubts became heavier... Until he landed on the top of the mountain, Xiao Jian even began to doubt whether this was really an axe?

Because the entire mountain is made of obsidian!

That's right, it's the kind of ordinary, ubiquitous, and no different from other places in the Black Stone Mountains... obsidian.

Such a huge obsidian peak, if this is really an axe, then there is no doubt that it will fall apart during the chopping process.

The toughness and strength of the obsidian can barely maintain the approximate shape of the axe, but it can't withstand any swinging...

After all, such a "thin" axe handle can't bear the huge shear force of tens of millions of tons caused by swinging the axe.

Unless...

...this obsidian is just a shell.

Xiao Jian jumped down from the top of the mountain, took out a blank resource card in mid-air, and directly aimed at the center of the "axe handle" to choose to collect it.

This "axe handle" mountain is not thick, and Xiao Jian only consumed tens of thousands of sunlight points to cut this huge mountain in half.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

The axe handle mountain, which had stood for an unknown period of time, first slid down obliquely, then slowly tilted... lay flat... and finally crashed to the ground.

The obsidian mountain of tens of millions of tons collided violently with the obsidian ground of the same material.

The earth trembled and the wind roared.

Sharp debris flew everywhere like shrapnel, flying far into the depths of darkness...

Farther away, there seemed to be some sharp chirping sounds.

Perhaps some monsters were disturbed by the strange movement of heaven and earth, but the short sharp chirping soon disappeared... I don’t know whether they died or ran away.

The strong wind on the ground rose to the sky, blowing Xiao Jian’s clothes rustling, and his hair swayed left and right like water grass in the strong wind...

However, Xiao Jian didn’t care about the huge noise on the ground at all, but just fell on the smooth mirror-like cross-section of the "Axe Handle Peak".

"Tsk..."

Looking at the smooth ground under his feet, Xiao Jian’s idea fell through.

There is no structure such as reinforcing ribs in this "Axe Handle Peak", let alone a wrapping structure with only a layer of "puff pastry" as imagined.

This is simple obsidian, all over!

Did I guess wrong?

This is not a relic at all, nor is it the remains of the so-called "ancients"?

Xiao Jian didn’t believe it, and flew to the axe blade part of this "Axe Mountain" again, and used the blank resource card to open a huge cross-section here again.

The result is still the same.

All signs indicate that this is really just an ordinary obsidian mountain without any magical features.

It's just that its shape is special...

"... Alas."

Xiao Jian sighed and was about to leave when he suddenly found something wrong - where is the sound of the wind? Where is the whistling, non-stop sound of the wind?

Suddenly looking back at the Windy Canyon, he saw that the wind that only existed in the canyon and had no beginning or end... stopped at some point!

Was it when the axe handle was cut?

Or when the axe blade was cut?

Xiao Jian recalled carefully and found that it should be the latter.

Although a loud noise and dust were stirred up when the axe handle was cut, it did not have much impact on the Windy Canyon.

So, is it because of the latter?

Xiao Jian returned to the axe blade he had cut... Unfortunately, it was still just ordinary obsidian.

There are no attributes, no characteristics, and no "instructions" like relics will pop up when you touch it.

After Xiao Jian confirmed it again and again, it was really just ordinary obsidian.

But why? !

Did I do anything else just now?

Xiao Jian recalled everything that had just happened, but after thinking about all the details, he did not find anything strange.

Finally, Xiao Jian simply cut along the bottom of the axe blade and directly dismantled the entire giant axe wonder into pieces... Unfortunately, except for the full obsidian resource card, Xiao Jian did not gain anything.

"Strange..."

After confirming it again and again, Xiao Jian flew back to the bottom of the Windy Canyon and explored the inside of the "wind tunnel" that was originally filled with strong winds, but still found nothing else.

It seemed that this was just a small puddle, and the water flowed away after being trampled... That's all.

I wonder if there will be an aboriginal adventurer who will write a shocking novel called "After the Windy Canyon Disappears" in a few years.

It was almost time, Xiao Jian turned around again, and after confirming that there were no traces of any tribes living there, he flew back to the Holy Maiden Peak with a lot of doubts.

…

It was still the previous entrance, and it was still the long-nosed elephant guard.

But this time the elephant did not collect the city tax from Xiao Jian, but respectfully led him to a cave facing upwards.

"What is this?" Xiao Jian asked.

"The blind grandmother is waiting for you up there..." The tall elephant guard lowered his head and said humbly.

"Oh." As Xiao Jian climbed the stairs, he was a little confused in his heart - when he came here last time, he didn't see this cave leading to the top of the peak!

Could it be that some method was used to hide the entrance before?

"Great Eye of Fire, you are finally here."

Just as Xiao Jian was thinking, a female voice suddenly came to his ears.

Xiao Jian turned around without any surprise, and sure enough, the blind grandmother... oh no, it was the blind saint who had appeared behind him.

This ability to appear silently behind others is quite suitable for being an assassin...

At this time, the blind saint had changed her clothes.

The upper body was wearing a white dress made of some unknown material. The cutting lines were simple and elegant, and it was wrapped tightly, except for a window in the middle, through which the deep ravine in the canyon could be seen.

The lower body was also a very conservative, tightly wrapped white dress, but the problem was that the dress was split in the middle, and after landing, it converged into a fishtail shape behind the back...

The overall feeling was like a heavy tank with extremely thick armor, but the commander on top and the driver below were exposed...

This scene made Xiao Jian's fingers move slightly - he wanted to take out his mobile phone to take a few pictures now, and then go over to ask for a group photo.

"Does it look good?" The blind saint smiled slightly, lifted the hem of her skirt and turned around elegantly.

The driver, who had only half of his body sticking out, was now fully exposed, and even the cockpit was half-hidden, so Xiao Jian almost saw it all.

"Ahem..."

Xiao Jian looked away involuntarily.

This driver is really tall... No... This driver is really white!

However, after turning around, the driver of this heavy tank retracted under the layers of heavy armor, leaving only the commander still sticking half of his head out of the car, driving the heavy armored tank straight over.

"Stop... Don't get so close." Xiao Jian hurriedly stopped her - I don't know if she did it on purpose just now, the track almost pressed on Xiao Jian's face.

"?"

The blind saint showed a pure and innocent surprise at the right time, widened her eyes and said innocently: "I just want to take you to the room... Do you want to stand here?"

"... Lead the way."

Xiao Jian waved his hand, quite impatient.

The blind saint was really surprised. After silently noting this, she slowly adjusted her expression while facing away from Xiao Jian, and soon the "purity" on her face faded.

After fine-tuning, her expression became more "rational" and mixed with some "intellectuality".

It was just a slight difference in expression, and she immediately looked five or six years older than the "pure" one just now.

However, the blind saint didn't know that Xiao Jian, who was walking behind her, had already adjusted his mood and became cold and rational again.

Because her unintentional performance just now reminded Xiao Jian of someone - the "White God" Morse who is still lying in Xiao Jian's card pile.

The blind saint's pure and seductive pretentious appearance just now was very similar to Morse.

But who can believe that the White God, who has swallowed countless world fragments and planted the seeds of slavery on the captured humans, is a weak girl?

Compared to Morse, the one in front of him was once a great man!

An existence that also possesses the characteristics of [True God]!

How could she be simpler than Morse?

So, tea is sweet and fragrant when it is moderately concentrated, but it becomes bitter and astringent when it is concentrated to a certain extent.

...

The two of them did not walk far before they came to a pure white bedroom.

Although it can be seen that most of the tables, chairs and benches are made of obsidian, it is unknown what material is applied on them, making the originally black obsidian become white and no longer reflective.

There are a large number of "oil lamps" on the ceiling, walls, tables and chairs, and even in the corners of the bedroom.

These "oil lamps" are not known what they burn, there is no smoke, no odor, and even the light they emit is stable and white, completely different from the dim and jumping flames in the lower cave.

Xiao Jian looked around, visited the blind saint's bedroom, found a stool and sat down, and then asked directly:

"I went to the Windy Canyon you mentioned, and I didn't find any traces of settlement activities."

"Oh, really? That's normal." The blind saint lifted a strand of hair and tucked it behind her ear, "After all, that was news a long time ago, and it's normal to be distorted."

"So, is the clue broken?" Xiao Jian continued to ask.

He still wanted to find a companion for Da Huang, and was also very interested in the real "Sacred Beast Walker" - at least Hopper didn't lie to him on this point, because the information about the "Sacred Beast Walker" was the original words of the "old liar".

"If you really want to find it, you can still find it. It depends on how much you want to pay..." The blind saint sat on the bed gracefully, and then gently tidied her clothes.

This time, not only did the driver retreat behind the heavy armor, but even the commander was blocked by the thick armor.

"Oh? What do you have in mind? Tell me first?" Xiao Jian did not comment.

"Well, it's a long story." The blind saint smiled.

Xiao Jian also smiled at her, without any expression.

Time passed by bit by bit.

And the sunlight value above the blind saint's head continued to decrease.

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