Luo Sijie, who stepped into the Lost City through the back door, was still in a half-confused state until now.

"My miss, hurry up, you see the radar is constantly ringing, if we let Yan Ling them open the Lost City first, our plan will fail, what are you thinking. Wu Ji urged a little anxiously.

But Luo Sijie just took a mechanical step, which was very awkward. If it weren't for the demarcation of her identity from birth, Wu Qi would have wanted to knock her unconscious and carry her directly to the depths of the palace of the Lost City.

"Miss, Miss?" Wu Qi urged again, shaking his right arm in front of Luo Sijie's eyes.

"Ahh

Slippery!

However, they are active skating, while Luo Sijie is passive sliding.

"Alas. Wu Ji sighed, it was worth slowing down together, thinking about the next action goal by the way.

It stands to reason that after the strange magnetic field dissipates, the small radar should accurately convey all the information around it, but the strange thing is that after Wu Ji found the entrance to the core position from the ruins at the edge of the lake, although this small radar still provides several less obvious location marks, it is not as clear as when it is outside, and the sound is not as strong as outside.

Toot, toot, toot, toot.

The low sound came out again with Wu Ji's thoughts, and he subconsciously looked down, and the three green light points representing human beings that could still be recognized on the radar also became dim, and there was only one trance-moving, looming changing light point.

But fortunately, the location of the Lost City Core Ruins and Console corresponding to the map has not changed much.

"The power of the Lost City comes from the wind, but Miss Luo's magic source power belongs to the lower level of wood. Although she was a little apprehensive when she first came in, she proved to play a key role. Thank you, Lord, and Aeol, and if you don't mind, let the power of wood activate your technology and energy, what a blessing it will be for us who are supporters of technology. Wu Ji thought to himself, and by the way, he observed the flat avenue that he had seen from the messy ruins just now.

"It's a lost city, but it's not bleak. Wu Jian sighed.

When he first came in, he was afraid that the darkness would disorient him, and he even set all the fuel and energy in the half-body mechanical equipment to the lighting to prevent such a thing from happening.

It turned out that he thought too much, although this was the edge of the palace, but for some reason, the top of the palace here did not exist, instead there were some plants that grew along the wall to the top, there were creepers, well, this he still recognized.

As for the rest, only the Creator knows.

Wu Ji shook his head and smiled again.

Apparently Luo Sijie did not know his plans, and there was no reason to know his desires.

"People who come here have desires. The prophecy has said that those who have no desires are not qualified to explore the lost city, nor are they qualified to explore the world. Desire is the driving force of exploration, and of course, human beings' continuous exploration is the driving force of their development. Wu Ji thought about it and laughed again.

He turned to look at Luo Sijie, as if her mental state was not quite right from the moment she released the magic source power after Luo Qi's death.

It would be bad if Luo Sijie had remained in a semi-confused state. Wu Ji is a person who has never studied the power of the Demon Source.

The jumble of stones beside the lake had damaged both of their half-steel clothes, but the bridge-like corridor had been built for someone to give them a chance to breathe.

"Be careful, miss. ”

Seeing that Luo Sijie was about to walk towards a white abyss, Wu Ji hurriedly grabbed her.

"The bridge is over there, let's go over there. Wu Ji prompted and pulled Luo Sijie over again.

"Oh, got it. Luo Sijie replied with a blank face.

Although this is already the palace at the heart of the Lost City, this section of the road seems to be built in the weakest part of the Lost City, with clouds above its head, bottomless white rays under its feet, and it seems to be clouds, and these bridges, whether wide or narrow, are just escalators built on top of the clouds.

"The door, it's here. Luo Sijie muttered.

Fortunately, from the look in her eyes, Wu Ji felt that she seemed to have a little more look than just now, and she was not as ownerless as she was just now.

That's great news!

"Door?" Wu Ji was a little puzzled, stepped forward, and carefully stroked it with his left hand.

This seems to be the remains of an ancient palace, a ten-metre-high stone gate that is exquisitely built and covered with artistic carvings in the ancient style from top to bottom.

It seems like this is a beautiful canvas of axisial symmetry.

"Dragons, wind gods, plants, and planets?" Wu Ji was attracted by a drawing.

The picture was carved into the keyhole in the center of the gate, and in the center was a large ball in which the key was inserted, and the other seven balls around it were neatly tracked.

The oval one seems to be very accurate.

"How incredible it is that the people of the wind have mastered astronomy, this is a prehistoric civilization. Wu Ji exclaimed, "No, it's not a prehistoric civilization, it's a treasure land of rapid human development under the rule of the dragon clan." It's a pity that it was made into what it is by the dragons and their own people. Wu Ji sighed.

Originally, he thought that this delicate door would require some strength, at least some mechanical destruction from his machinery to open.

But what he didn't expect was that his mechanical right arm just pushed lightly against the round keyhole......

Rumble!

A loud noise mixed with billowing dust filled his surroundings.

Because of its age, the gate was reduced to rubble in an instant.

"It's a pity, the proof of civilization. Wu Ji shook his head and sighed, so he had to pull Luo Sijie and hurriedly walked over.

The gates are of this quality, so the bridge they pass through is not even more of a "tofu scum" project?

Wu Ji didn't dare to think about it carefully, quickened his pace, and fled here as if he had done something wrong.

Bright skies, it's an imperial summer afternoon.

Looking at the watch in his hand, at half past three in the afternoon, the time was not fast or slow, just right, if Yan Ling's speed was about the same as him, he should not have arrived at the control room in the center of the Lost City at this time.

"This is?" Wu Ji looked at the scenery in front of him with some surprise.

After running out of the ruins of the palace, it seems to be a garden for the people of the Lost City to enjoy their entertainment.

Although it is still in a dilapidated state, the wild grass that grows wildly here and the faint spring water that is still gushing in the center of the ruins of the circular flower bed prove that the vitality here has not faded with the disappearance of humans.

Wu Ji was obviously a little excited, and couldn't wait to take out the map.

After repeated comparisons, his expression became more and more excited, and the expression on his face was full of muscles, all conveying a message.

He's excited.

"It's here, it's here, miss, we've arrived. This is the core relic of the Lost City, if we don't see Yan Ling's figure in front of us, he must be slower than us, and our chance has come. With that, he danced like a child.

I don't know, I thought he had epilepsy!

But Luo Sijie just looked at him quietly behind him, her eyes were misty, her expression was in a trance, and she didn't take him seriously at all.

"Look, miss, the map suggests, we've entered the ruins of the core of the Lost City, now we just need to explore and find the sculpture of the Anemo God, where we can open the city's console. Of course, everything hidden in the console is enough for us to take advantage of the city's technology. Wu Ji said excitedly, although this statement may reveal his true purpose a little.

"Technology?" Luo Sijie said in a trance, walking aimlessly forward.

"Miss, that direction, well, that direction is right. Wu Ji said embarrassedly and followed on the grass.

After thousands of years of abandonment, the path to this garden seems to have been completely destroyed, and there are not many traces to be seen.

Of course, there is no more information about this garden than a few words in the Secret Book, and the "happy place" in the western lingua franca in the map.

Walking back along the flower bed, this small and small place of joy has come to an end.

It's a very obvious sign, but it's not that big overall.

It's not so much that it's important, but that the altar behind him is the more crucial place.

"Miss, here we are. Wu Ji gasped, looked up, and took out the map in his hand to compare.

There is no mistake with the directions, the references, the scales, and they seem to be the closest wave of desirers to the power of the Lost City.

Between the walks, I don't know whether it was the gradual replenishment of the demonic source power or the gradual recovery of the spiritual power, Luo Sijie's eyes had gradually changed from the half-blur just now to the sharp gaze.

In front of them, although still wrapped in vines and other plants, the half-abandoned altar still appeared not far from their field of vision.

It was an altar that was indistinguishable from the little emperor's construction on the ground, and I wonder if the little emperor had obtained the blueprints left over from the Lost City, or if the dragons had hinted at him.

But none of that mattered, the important thing was that if they found the entrance to the console now, they could threaten him even if they stood near the entrance and waited for the Flame Order to do nothing else.

"Now we just have to go up and I think we'll find the entrance, miss, and now it's the last step. Wu Ji said, walking with steady steps towards the altar staircase not far ahead.

"That's right, we're going to wait here for Yan Ling, and Lord Yegu. Luo Qi is already dead, if Ye Gu dies again, this will not only be a sad thing for me, but we will not be able to avoid His Majesty summoning the Dragon Clan. ”

Luo Sijie's precise analysis and attitude expression really surprised Wu Ji.

But with a smile of relief and worry on his face, he chose to move on.

However!

Suddenly, a black wind blew around them.

"Be careful!" Wu Qi warned, and was about to pull Luo Sijie to the side.

However, the black wind did not seem to be aggressive or persistent, and after a brief two or three seconds, it dissipated as if it had come.

It's just that ten meters in front of them, there is still a young man in a short black robe, as well as the dull stone in his hand, and a wooden box behind him that seems to be heavy in the red style of the Empire.

"Are you here for your desires, too? I knew there were more than a few of us. The boy said in a childish voice, holding the delicate black dagger with his left hand, half-bent over in a battle posture like an assassin hired by the Empire.

He is Carl.