Chapter 484 8.3 God-Forsaken Land

Chapter 484 3 The Land Forsaken by God

The end of Loki's memory existed at the moment when he walked out of Paris carrying Mutu's limbs.

Not long after leaving the city, he immediately felt a stabbing pain in his brain. Mutu, who was tied to his back, said that this was the sequelae of the "Soul Searching Technique".

His brain was read by the old lizard like a book for two months. After breaking free from the cage, he fought a series of bloody battles. When the war was over, he walked out of the city alone and was indeed on the verge of running out of oil.

A long 13 years passed, and he didn't know if this kind of thing happened often. But this time he appeared inexplicably in the desert and lost a large part of his memory.

Perhaps in that battle of killing gods, his brain was indeed irreversibly injured.

His memory was not completely lost.

The reason why Loki was willing to believe the years mentioned by old Hash was because he found that he had mastered two new languages, "Arabic" and "French" without knowing it.

This was a complete blind spot in the past. Without a few years of training, it would be impossible to talk freely with the Arab groom next to him.

Through the bronze mirror taken out by the old man, he also saw the changes in his face.

He no longer looked like a 22-year-old.

He was indeed a little older.

This set of high-quality clothes was also a luxury that he would never choose in the past.

When the whole family was in a life-and-death situation, every gold coin in the treasury should be used on the blade. In the past, he would be very happy to exchange these two clothes for 100 axes.

What's more exaggerated is that at this time, there is an extra ring on the index finger of his left hand!

In addition to the diamond ring forged when he married Elizabeth, there is also a huge ruby ​​on his index finger.

If I remember correctly, 13 years ago, I only had Elizabeth as my wife.

Could it be that 13 years have passed and I have another daughter-in-law? ?

Then the question is how many children do I have now?

Recalling the horrific scene of a house full of children suddenly appearing in the house after the capture of Normandy, Loki felt a sudden chill in his heart.

However, when he inevitably thought of Alfred who died in Paris, he couldn't help but feel a lot of regret for this outstanding adopted son.

Alfred and Archbishop Francis should be credited with the first merits of the God-killing War in Paris.

The Normandy Kingdom can be established, and these two people are the well-deserved cornerstones of the kingdom.

(Since I am here, I will make the best of it. Since I still have a life, the most urgent task is to find out why I appeared in the desert of the northern continent, and more importantly)

(What happened that made me abandoned alone on the sea of ​​sand.)

"Brother Hash, according to your brothers, are we still on the outskirts of the Black Desert?" Loki tentatively spoke to the caravan boss.

"Haha, outskirts" Hash looked at him jokingly.

"Little brother, you haven't been to the North Continent much to say that!"

Loki nodded, without commenting.

The sandstorm would not dissipate for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, the maids accompanying the caravan took firewood from the carriage to make a fire and cook.

Hass had nothing to do, so he put down his pipe, pulled out a sheepskin map from behind, and slowly unfolded it in front of Loki.

The dim light of the fire in the hall illuminated the map, and Loki found that this map was very different from the appearance of "Africa" ​​in his memory.

Not only that, compared with the "Mediterranean Map" drawn by the Tang Dynasty sword cultivator, the map of the North Continent looked particularly rough.

There were still clear roads and cities near the Mediterranean, but from Cairo at the mouth of the Nile River, it was all blank.

There were no roads, no cities, and even no coordinates.

Only the end of the dry riverbed of the Nile River marked a city - Memphis.

Hash stretched out his dry finger and pointed to the lonely city in the sea of ​​sand.

"Little brother, look

From Cairo to Memphis, following the riverbed of the Nile, the straight-line distance is only 7 days."

"For many gold diggers, being able to reach Memphis is already a victory. They can use the goods purchased from Cairo, such as salt, spices, cotton cloth, and food, to exchange with desert residents for scorpion venom, snake venom, sand snakes or mummies."

"But all easy routes will inevitably be occupied by caravans. Large caravans often have hundreds of camels moving at the same time, and they will buy out all the goods in the village at one time."

"Individual investors like us have no chance."

Hash's eyes dimmed involuntarily, as if he remembered many past events.

"If we want to survive, we must go deeper." The old man moved his dry finger and pointed to the next layer of the map, the black and gray blank.

"The depths of Saraha are called the Black Desert! This is also where the last 'Scorpion Temple', 'Anubis Temple', 'Amun Temple' and 'Horus Temple' exist."

"Ordinary deserts are not scary!"

"In my hometown, the Caspian Sea, our entire tribe has been living with yellow sand and camels since childhood. But at least there are oases in the yellow sand on the coast of the Caspian Sea. And with an oasis, you have a node that can be located."

"From the Tang Dynasty in the East to Constantinople, most of the journey was either Gobi or yellow sand. The merchants all relied on one oase after another to complete this two-year journey. "

"The most terrifying thing about the black desert in the northern continent is that there are no oases in the entire sand sea. There is not a trace of green that can be located in the boundless yellow sand."

"The only few wells are in my brain."

Lao Ha Shi clicked his brain. Outsiders may not be able to see the intention of his series of actions, but Loki has been a lord for so many years, so he naturally has a mirror in his heart.

This old man must have regarded him as some great lord, and everything he did at this time was fulfilling a businessman's instinct - to show off his abilities.

No businessman would dislike having enough customers, especially when he has in-demand goods.

One more outsider means one more shark entering the pond. What he most wants to see is vicious competition among all his customers, and him being able to raise prices on his own.

He was just about to compliment him symbolically, but he didn't expect that Old Hash had no intention of stopping.

"The Black Desert is not the end of the Northern Continent!"

His fingers continued to move downward, but this time where his fingertips landed, not even the boundary of the coastline was clearly drawn. All he could see was a dark red patch, like the entire map was covered with flowers, and a mouthful of bright red blood was vomited on it.

"There is a much wider area of ​​land south of the Black Desert, but this land is also the biggest mystery in the entire northern continent, and even in human civilization."

"The maesters of Constantinople called the land on the other side of the Black Desert the 'Forsaken Land'. After hundreds of years of death, the Holy Bishop Pope 'Gregory III' and the Vulcan Pope 'Susa Si'shuang canceled the exploration of the second half of the continent."

"Because there is no country or law in this land! The people living here are all believers of evil gods who are not allowed in other countries, researchers of forbidden arts, and crazy warlocks!

Here, the boundaries between humans, alien gods, and monsters are extremely blurred.

It is rumored that this group of crazy warlocks will make peace with ancient monsters at night and give birth to even more crazy and evil offspring.

The chaos lasted so long that the land became a breeding ground for madness. There are so many bloody battles taking place here every day that the soil of the entire continent is bright red.

On it, black flowers bloom. "

If it had been 10 years ago, Loki would have thought that the old guy in front of him was talking nonsense. However, after traveling through time, he had experienced so many things that he had to face up to the old man's nonsense.

Because there are many similarities between what he said and the development of later generations.

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Loki looked at the map in Harsh's hand.

According to his understanding of this land, the "Sahara Desert" where Egypt, Tunisia, Libya, and Algeria are located in several North African countries is indeed the most extensive desert in the world.

This desert ends in Central Africa.

When we reach southern Africa, such as the Congo Basin and Nigeria, the deserts will disappear. In their place will be dense grasslands, rainforests and densely vegetated plateaus.

It has to be admitted that the vast majority of modern people living in the 21st century know very little about the mysterious Africa. It seems that all history books deliberately avoid this continent.

There is no news about this continent from prehistoric civilizations.

Records of Central Africa and South Africa in the Middle Ages are almost completely blank.

As for the countries in Central and African countries in modern history, they are still unknown.

If Central Africa in the Middle Ages was really what Mr. Harsh said, it is no wonder that later generations have almost zero knowledge of this land.

"Few people have ever entered this land, because even the sword cultivators of the Tang Dynasty are unwilling to easily provoke the evil gods and evil sorcerers wandering in this chaotic land."

Harsh didn't understand what was going on in Loki's mind, so he muttered to himself.

"No one from Byzantium, Arabia, or the scholars from the Eastern Tang Dynasty has successfully drawn a map south of the Black Desert.

Because no one has successfully entered the "Land Abandoned by God" and has come out of it!

There is only one message that can be brought out from this land in the past thousand years——

——The soil of this continent is red.

On it, there are black plants and flowers!

My dear friend, I endured it for 2 days until this moment. I can't bear it anymore"

Suddenly, Harsh stretched out his withered right hand and grabbed Loki's leather jacket pocket, and pulled out a handful of moist red soil.

On it, there are several black leaves that have not yet completely dried!