"This should be the Theron Gobi, my lord."
The Beastmen stood up. "I once went to the Mostel Grand Canyon and climbed to the peak with the Flying Apes. From there, I looked down at the Gobi Desert."
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked around. Then he pointed in a direction. "Look, you can still see the outline of the Grand Canyon."
Dragons had a much wider field of vision than Beastmen. Caesar looked in the direction the Beastman pointed. His gaze pierced through the vast expanse of sand and dust. Olkhash could only vaguely make out the outline, but the Black Dragon could see it clearly.
As far as the eye could see, the winding and steep valleys were majestic and grand. This was the only scenery that could be seen in the desert. That was where the flying apes lived, and it was also a natural fortress that cut off the path that the northern countries had to pass through to reach the Wilderness and the Green Capital.
"The old wizard can't control the location of the teleportation?"
The skin on Caesar's forehead wrinkled. "Why did you let us come here?"
Before this, they had already discussed with each other and prepared to head to the unknown West to avoid the humans and the Green Capital.
In the end, the old wizard sent them to the South.
The Theron Gobi Desert was desolate and deathly silent. Its resources were even more scarce than the Wilderness, and it was not an ideal place to live. Moreover, this place bordered the Northern Kingdoms. Human cavalry could reach here in half a day.
"The old chief probably wanted us to seek help from the Flying Apes. Our relationship with the Flying Apes has always been good."
Olkhash continued.
"No." The Black Dragon shook his head. This was a wrong decision.
At the time, the situation was urgent. Sve probably didn't have time to think carefully. Roy and Silvia would have immediately started searching this large area. The Theron Gobi Desert and the Mostel Grand Canyon would not have escaped their eyes.
Even if the gods descended from the heavens and allowed them to avoid the search of the green dragons and Roy and take root here, what could the Flying Ape Clan do with just themselves?
This region was extremely lacking in both resources and population. There was no room for development.
"We have to go west," Caesar said. "Let's go now."
After saying that, the Black Dragon identified the direction, spread its huge wings, and prepared to fly into the sky.
"Please wait, Lord Ortorunzo."
Gall stopped him, took two steps forward, and took out a roll of parchment from the lining of his heavy armor. "The patriarch said that if we come to Theron Gobi in the end, we should help him give this to you."
Caesar looked back at the parchment and paused.
Sve left it for me?
He vaguely remembered that this was something that Sve had given to Gall after they had drawn up the evacuation plan. At that time, the old sorcerer had even given Gall some instructions and muttered something under his breath.
However, at that time, Caesar was thinking about other things and did not pay attention to ask.
Gall still wanted to get closer, but the Black Dragon's tail had already reached him and took the parchment scroll.
"This is … a map?"
Caesar narrowed his eyes. Although the parchment was old and slightly damaged, the drawings on it were very precise and detailed. This was a hand-drawn map that had just been completed not long ago, and there were annotations in the orc language that the Black Dragon could not understand.
Sve actually left him a map?
Moreover, according to Gall, the old sorcerer seemed to know that they might come to Theron Gobi.
However, according to their previous arrangements, their destination was to be the west. This was discussed with Sve, and the old sorcerer did not raise any objections.
If not for the appearance of the Green Dragon, they would not have come to this place.
Did that mean that Sve had already prepared all of this?
The old orc predicted that they would encounter danger that they could not resist and would need to escape through teleportation. He had even made arrangements for his own death and for sending them to Theron Gobi.
This …
"Old sorcerer."
Caesar sighed, not knowing what to say. With Sve's wisdom, if not for the shackles of his race's talent, his achievements would not have stopped at the level of a great sorcerer. Logically speaking, even a legendary sorcerer would not be able to stop this elder's footsteps.
The Black Dragon looked at the parchment and could not help but smile. This map was given to him, but there were annotations in the orc language that dragons did not understand and would never bother to learn.
Caesar remembered how he had secretly scolded the old orc for being treacherous when they first met. He choked on his laughter and said softly, "See, I did not abandon them."
The Black Dragon passed the parchment back to Gall and asked him to translate.
“dspalawake.”
Gall pointed at the first annotation and first read it in the orc language, then translated it into the common language, "Boundless Wilderness."
"Laruahama, the remnants of the city ruins."
"Sakalakama, the immortal statue."
At this time, a female orc spoke up. She was also holding a parchment in her hand, and it seemed to have the same content written on it, "Farepelasa, the burning flame."
"The hidden door."
Another orc answered. From the looks of it, in order to prevent accidents, Sif had even copied several copies and handed them to different races.
"The connected world." The orc finished translating.
The Black Dragon narrowed his eyes and took back the map in Gall's hands. He connected the annotations that he had translated one by one, "The ruins of a city in the wilderness, the statue is burning, the door is connected to the world."
"Are there any ruins of a city nearby?" he asked. He wanted to verify the map so that he would not have made a wasted trip.
The orcs looked at each other. Most of them had lived in the wilderness their whole lives and had never explored the outside world, so they knew very little about Theron Gobi.
"It seems … that there is."
Orkash spoke again. This guy was illiterate, so he had been silent before. Now that he finally had a chance to speak, his lips moved and he said hesitantly, "I heard from the flying apes that there used to be a city in Theron Gobi, but it was abandoned thousands of years ago. Now, it has been covered by the yellow sand."
"Your Majesty."
At this time, the leader of the gnolls, Hogg, interrupted and came in front of Caesar, "The orcs' statement is wrong. The city still exists."
When he said this, Hogg glanced at Gall and Orkash. After pausing for a while, he continued, "That place is not covered by the yellow sand. It is near the southwest direction. It is very eye-catching, and there are undead there."
"Undead?"
Black Dragon turned to look at him. Hogg's half-kneeling position was closer to him than Gall.
"It's just some low-level undead, unintelligent skeletons."
Hogg could not help but show his fangs, "The gnolls can easily crush them."
"Is there anything else special?"
Caesar asked. It seemed that Hogg had been to Theron Gobi and went deep into the abandoned city … These days, even the gnolls had stories.
"No, it's just an ordinary abandoned city, Your Majesty," Hogg replied.
"Then let's go."
Black Dragon flapped his wings and jumped into the sky. He wanted to see what Sve had left for him, "Let's go."