It was also pitch black under the lake, and the view was completely obstructed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Angels quickly built a hexagonal model in the mind space, and with a gentle push of the magic power, a white ball of light appeared out of thin air in the light mask of the purifying force field, like a bright lamp, illuminating the surroundings.

This is a level 0 trick light technique.

In these two months, he made up most of the usual tricks, including the light tricks that he used to disdain to learn and felt was a waste of time.

The light technique only has the effect of glowing, and the light emitted is not bright, similar to a torch, at most it can illuminate the surrounding two or three meters. However, torches cannot be used underwater, and Illumination does not.

In fact, there is an advanced trick in the Light Technique, which is called: Shining Technique. It can illuminate a range of tens of meters, but the Shine Technique is a level 1 trick, and if you want to learn it, you still need to accumulate a certain amount of corresponding knowledge. It takes a long time to study to learn, and Ingres has no plans to study for the time being.

With the help of light, the dark and cold lake finally has a little brightness.

Looking around in the shimmer, there were black unknown scum floating in the water, and he also found some strange black silk threads, like human hair, floating quietly in the water.

Looking at the clump of black hair, even though there was a purification field, Ingres could still imagine how disgusting the smell was.

The lake was not deep, about four or five meters, and Ingres soon reached the bottom of the lake. The bottom of the lake was full of unknown black paint-like things, and he thought it was a petroleum-based primary resource at first, but he wrapped a part of the black paint with a magic group and entered the purification force field, and in an instant, an unappetizing rancid smell filled the tip of his nose.

Not oil. Ingres pondered for a long time, judging by his experience, and he didn't know what this thing was, so he had to give up.

The bottom of the lake is not deep, which also proves one thing, in the past, the villagers could not live on this water alone. The lake may have once been living water, but now it's blocked for some unknown reason.

With this in mind, Ingres began to look for pipes in the dark water that might be blocked.

With every few steps, a "tornado" ignites from Ingres' palm, rolling up the scum at the bottom of the water. The bottom of the lake began to stir violently, and many things hidden in the scum were lifted out.

Angel had been maintaining the purification field, temporarily cutting off the sewage and dregs, and with the light technique, he could clearly see many strange things.

For example, a small dilapidated iron box flashed before Ingres' eyes.

He quickly caught the iron box and dragged it into the light mask of the purifying force field. Angel estimated that this iron box had not been opened for a long time, and he was afraid that opening it would cause qualitative changes in the contents of the contents, so he also learned to be obedient, and did not try to open the iron box, but probed his spiritual power tentacles into it to observe the internal situation.

The picture of the spiritual power tentacles coming back made Angel a little surprised, looking at the delicacy and sealing of this box, he thought it was for jewelry and treasures, but the box contained almost undamaged medical equipment, such as needles, medicine bottles, syringes and other things.

Angel thought about it, used the cleaning technique to clean up the dregs on the outside of the small iron box, and then used the purification technique to remove the smell, and finally put it in the bracelet.

The reason why the box was not discarded was that Ingres found that the medical equipment inside had a strange sign -

A snake hovers over a long annular cone.

This sign may shed some light on the village.

With the "wind tornado" going down one after another, the dark objects that have been buried by time for nearly a thousand years have surfaced one by one. Among them, there are even several white bones with hair that have not faded.

No bones were seen in the village, and Ingres thought everyone had escaped, but that didn't seem to be the case now. He only cleaned up a corner of the bottom of the lake, and a full 8 corpses appeared, if you look at the area of the entire lake, how many corpses sank at the bottom of the lake?

Could it be that the whole village is sinking to the bottom of the lake?

Ingres was a little creepy at the thought of this possibility, no wonder the lake smelled so bad. The thousand-year-old dead lake, with countless corpses, can smell good.

Angel jumped out of the lake with the bones, placed them on the edge of the lake, and began to examine them one by one.

By the time all eight bones had been examined, a smile appeared on Ingres' face. Upon closer examination, he determined that the bones were human, not humanoid. And according to the height and bone size distribution, Angel judged that these may be Zhiren, belonging to the mainstream genus of the Southern Regions.

This answer reinforces Ingre's belief that he may not have left the wizarding world.

The other planes are not devoid of humans, but most of them are transcendent beings, not ordinary humans. Angel was sure that these skeletons were once ordinary people. In addition, although the deserted village in the center of the earth is very wonderful, after Ingres's search during this time, it can be roughly judged that there should be no transcendent things in the village.

A village full of ordinary humans would never be outside the wizarding realm!

Since he is still in the wizarding world, what is Angel worried about? As long as he never stays away, there is always a way to go back.

Angel digs a huge pit with his magical hand and places 8 corpses in it, and he retains basic respect for the dead.

Instead of burying it immediately, Angels continued to make waves at the bottom of the lake.

As he expected, the bottom of the lake was a mass grave, and he scooped up the corpses of men and women, old and young, and the bones of a baby in his mother's arms. Looking at this corpse of mother and son, which seems to be full of maternal love, but is indifferent and ruthless, Ingre's heart is full of mixed feelings.

It is impossible for a baby to beg for death, so this corpse seems to prove one thing: the people here may have been killed or died by suicide.

Murder aside, if it is suicide, Ingres doesn't understand what kind of emotion this mother has, and would rather die than take the baby?

"Alas......" sighed softly, the past has long been buried in time, and no one can say why. The feelings of mortals, because their lives are too short, are more passionate and agitated, which is a kind of fiery that wizards with long lifespans lack.

Perhaps a thousand years ago, a bloody catastrophe took place here. Or-

Ingres looked back at a certain part of the village, where there was a nest of years old where the colorful dragonflies made their home. Angels wondered if it was their visit that caused the problem.

But who can tell what happened thousands of years ago?

The bones, like a hill, were dragged out of the bottom of the lake by Ingres and thrown into the pit. What he didn't know was that as he was doing these things, a golden vertical pupil was staring at him silently from the secret place at the bottom of the lake.

Eventually, Angel swept out nearly a hundred corpses from the bottom of the lake, which may seem like a lot, but given the size of the village, there should be more than 100 people.

"Maybe some of the rest of the people escaped from the village?" Ingres guessed.

Angel swept the bottom of the lake for a long time, and almost all the corpses were removed, but he did not find anything he wanted to find to prove that the lake was once an "underground passage" for a living lake.

"Could it be that my guess is wrong? In fact, there are other water sources in this deserted village in the center of the earth? This lake is simply built to look good?"

But who would go out of their way to build a backwater lake for people to see?

Or is the lake actually the tomb of the villagers, who end their lives with water burials?

Angel guessed to himself, but could not find an answer, and could not find an exit, so he had to leave the bottom of the lake and bury the bones first.

There were too many bones, and the pit was a little small at first, and Angels commanded Toby to violently smash a larger pit nearby, and then put the corpses into it one by one.

When the soil was covered, Angel also found a large stone, condensed it into a tablet by hot melting, and carved a neat row of universal texts with his magic hand:

"In a nameless deserted village, more than 100 corpses are sunk in the lake, and a monument is erected today to sacrifice. 」

"Monument erector: Ingres Pat. 」

As the inscription was laid, Ingres began to wonder if there was any other way? In fact, there was a stupid way to dig a road by himself, but he didn't know where the infrastructure was in the center of the earth, and it would be bad if he accidentally chiseled a cave-in.

Just then, Angel suddenly heard the rumbling sound of the lake behind him.

He turned his head and saw that there was a whirlpool on the surface of the lake?!

How could Ingres not know what the whirlpool on the surface of the lake meant, his face beamed with joy, beckoned Toby to come back, and plunged headlong into the lake.

Angels went straight to the whirlpool, and he was surprised to find that there was a dark hole at the bottom of the lake.

It was this abrupt hole that led to the creation of the whirlpool.

"Didn't you see a hole here?" Ingre, his face was puzzled, and he began to remember what had happened here.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think of any useful information. Because the bottom of the lake is too dark, even if there is a light technique, it can only illuminate the vicinity for two or three meters, and the bottom of the lake is uneven, all black paint-like things, it is normal for him to not remember.

"Maybe it was the windtornado that lifted the hole almost before, and then when I went to bury the villagers, because of the water pressure, this last layer of membrane was pressed?"

As for whether it will be the undead...... This Angel can still tell, he doesn't feel the fluctuations of the undead here. In addition, the probability of ordinary people becoming soul bodies and surviving is too low, and now that a thousand years have passed, it is impossible for there to be undead.

When the bottom of the lake was calm again, Angels cautiously stepped into the dark cavern.

Unknown holes, unknown leads, no one knows what the road ahead is, all Angel can do now is to be on guard.

"Toby, you should be on guard too!" Ingres did not forget to remind Toby, but when he turned to look at Toby, he found that Toby's eyes were very serious.

"Toby?" Ingres wondered.

Toby gave Angelbi two strokes, "Hoo-goo-goo." ”

"You say, you're going out?" Ingres was a little surprised, didn't Toby always love cleanliness?