Brian's ability to be called a legendary soothsayer in the West is enough to show his fame and prestige in the divination world, and Myerson heard Brian say that there must be something hidden under this sand dune, and immediately became convinced, and began to order excavation.

"Boom!"

As the construction trucks began to excavate, the huge sand dunes began to collapse, and yellow sand dust began to fill the air, obscuring the light.

In the face of modern excavation tools, the soft sand soil had almost no resistance, and a large area collapsed.

In just ten minutes, the sand dunes have been torn apart by the machinery, and they were quickly leveled under the operation of the machinery.

"Bell!"

Just when the sand dunes were almost level with the ground, the excavator shoveled down, and suddenly there was a loud noise, and a spark burst out.

"Let's see, what's going on!"

Seeing this, Myerson waved his hand in front of him, and several soldiers began to turn the angle of their searchlights to shine on the location of the transmitted Mars.

"Mr. Myerson!

A soldier climbed the sand pile on the mountain, and after removing a layer of floating sand under his feet with his hands, he continued to shout: "At my feet, there are some huge stone slabs, and there are totems carved on them, which look like they were built artificially!"

"Choke!"

An ironclad knight beside Myerson heard the voice, and immediately drew his two-handed heavy sword at his waist: "Dodge! I'll split it with my sword qi!"

"Stop!"

Seeing the knight's rude movements, Myerson immediately waved his hand to stop it: "In case there is really a fountain of life under this stone, if your sword goes down, it will inevitably cause great damage to the fountain, and in this way, we will have lost all our efforts!"

Myerson stopped talking and looked at a soldier next to him: "Call all the people back and dig up this place manually!"

"Yes!"

The soldier said yes, and then began to call for everyone to assemble.

Soon, hundreds of soldiers gathered in one place and began to clear the sand pile in front of them with various tools.

After about half an hour's effort, the building buried under the sand was already faintly exposed, a building made of huge bluestone slabs, and it was also engraved with ancient inscriptions and totems.

"Mr. Brian, do you recognize these words above?"

After waiting for the building in front of him to be excavated, Myerson stepped forward with a flashlight, looked at the carving on it for a long time, and then looked at the erudite Brian in puzzlement.

"On this, it is an extremely ancient text, belonging to the Blood Raven Tribe!"

Brann stretched out his hand and pointed to a carving in the shape of a raven on the stone slab: "You know, in many countries, the crow is regarded as an ominous symbol, but in the Blood Raven tribe, this ominous bird is worshipped as a god. ”

"Blood Raven Tribe, how come I've never heard of it?"

Myerson was very unfamiliar with the name.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, because this tribe has been destroyed for thousands of years!"

"Legend has it that the Blood Raven Tribe was once the strongest tribe in the Middle East!"

"And the desert area of Syria, in the legend, is also a primeval forest rich in products!"

"It's just that the Blood Raven Tribe is too evil, so it angers the gods!"

Later, the gods descended to the mortal world and engaged in a fierce confrontation with the Blood Raven Tribe. ”

"The Blood Raven Tribe, relying on their large numbers and excellent equipment, finally killed the gods from the Heavenly Realm!"

"But because of this war, all the men of the Blood Raven Tribe died in this war!"

"Not even the children were spared!"

"Because of this, the Blood Raven Dynasty, which once flourished in the Middle East, has come to an end!"

Brian looked at the stone slab and sculpture in front of him, told a story, and then reached out and touched the engraving on the stone slab: "I originally thought that the existence of the Blood Raven Tribe was just a legend, but at this moment, it seems that their existence is not a legend, but a real existence!"

"So, can you see what this building is?"

Myerson continued.

"Not sure, the Blood Raven Tribe, after all, is a dynasty more than a thousand years ago, and there is no record of them in the history books, including their language, writing, architecture, and a series of cultures, there is no information. ”

Although Brian is erudite, the affairs of the Blood Raven Tribe seem to involve his knowledge blind spots.

"Anyway, your divination has been verified now, and since the stars have proved that as long as we dig up this sand dune, something incredible will happen, so just keep looking!

Seeing that Brian also didn't know anything about the records on the stone slabs in front of him, Myerson immediately decided to find out, waved his hand to the two soldiers next to him and said: "Immediately organize people, pry open this stone slab in front of you, and tell the people who work to do it lightly, don't cause collapse, and don't cause any damage to the inside of the building!"

"Yes!"

When the soldiers heard the order, they immediately began to select more than a dozen stout men in the team and began to prepare to use tools to forcibly break down the door.

"Hahahaha! Now in the desert of Syria, there are at least dozens of teams that have come to find the whereabouts of the Fountain of Life, God willing! In the end, it will be our Rothschilds who can find the spring!"

Although the stone slab in front of him had not yet been pried open, Myerson at this moment was convinced that Brian's divination would never go wrong, and that the Blood Raven Tribe was able to spend a lot of manpower and material resources to build such a huge building in that environment a thousand years ago, which was definitely purposeful.

So subconsciously, Myerson was already ninety percent sure in his mind that under this building, there must be a fountain of life hidden.

"Your Excellency, isn't it too early to be happy? ”

Just as Myerson was laughing wildly, a cold, and somewhat familiar voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Who's—who's talking?!"

When Myerson heard this, the smile on his face froze, and a cold burst out of his bone marrow, instantly making him feel panic from the bottom of his heart.

"Stomp!"

When Myerson's words fell, the two figures of Ji Haotian and Wen Keren also slowly appeared where the searchlight bordered the darkness, and the figures were infinitely elongated by the light.

"Mr. Myerson, long time no see. ”

Ji Haotian looked at Myerson with a pale face, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he took the lead in saying hello.

It's just a simple smile.

But it made Myerson feel a depression that he couldn't breathe.

Surging coming!