The lounging goblin giant soldiers were like giants falling, and from the rusty giant components and weapons, there was still a faint glimpse of the past.

Richard walked through it, touching these exaggeratedly sized ancient creations with his own hands, and he could clearly feel an awe-inspiring power and majesty.

It's hard to imagine how much wisdom and fame it took to create these majestic creatures 10,000 years ago. It's a pity that in the face of the erosion of time, everything is powerless to resist after all, and it has become a passing cloud and no longer exists.

Now, no matter how much he continues to struggle, he can't change anything, Richard can only repeat over and over again that sometimes he must have it in his life, and he can't force it in his life all the time. The cooked duck that slipped to his hand flew away, otherwise he was afraid that he would die of distress.

"Let's go to the second floor and take a look. Zara offered to propose.

The goblin was calm about everything throughout, and there was more curiosity than pity in his eyes as he looked at the wreckage of the giant soldiers, without the hysterical heartache of the lord of Alpine Castle.

With a hint of gambler-like wonder, Richard nodded viciously and pushed the wheelchair down the spiral ramp to the next level.

"The second level houses the most advanced steel needle-piercing armor-enchanted ballista of the time, also powered by a burning spider silk sac. "This weapon can concentrate the terrifying energy provided by thirty-two pairs of gear sets into a steel needle the size of a tail finger, and the power is naturally extremely terrifying, and it is said that there is no shield that it cannot penetrate. ”

"It records an astonishing record of hunting Titans from 5,000 yards away, and I think it's probably bragging, but it should be very powerful. ”

The lord's laughter was eerie, like that of an epileptic in the middle of an illness.

Sure enough, all you could see in front of you was piles of debris and fragments. Although it is barely enough to be recognizable, if you want to recreate the peak power recorded back then, unless the creator god can reverse time and space to at least 8,000 years ago.

In short - no play.

In all fairness, the ancient goblins possessed the technology to perfect and seal weapons for two thousand years, and they were already far more powerful than humans, at least the three great powers would never be able to do it.

Unexpectedly, the "Stowaway" plan was more difficult than expected, and when a lucky person finally returned here as he envisioned, the gap between him and his nearest ancestor was not just 2,000 years, but a full 10,000 years!

If 30 years can make Mei Jiao'e become a yellow-faced woman, 500 years can complete the cycle of the country's development to destruction, and 3,000 years is enough to witness the rise and fall of a race.

Then there are so many things that can be changed in 8,000 years of deviation!

In the long time of 8,000 years, the goblin ruins are hidden in unknown corners, and everything is decaying, and finally only chicken feathers remain.

The rich inheritance that once excited the emperor to the point of cerebral hemorrhage is now not satisfied even by beggars.

"Next floor!" Richard is like a red-eyed gambler, about to take his last wife Ben to turn over.

"The third layer is a system of technical data, which records the most important and representative achievements of the goblin civilization. According to the booklet, it has a more precious value than the upper two layers. After reading it, she raised her head and looked at Richard worriedly, "That's ...... Are you okay. ”

This time, there were no fragments of debris, only paper ash covered with the floor. Stepping into it with smoke and dust, it seems to be a dream that has been crushed and shattered.

"I!" the lord clutched his heart, so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Do you want to go to the next floor?" asked Zara cautiously in her wheelchair.

"Don't speak, let me slow down. ”

It is said that true warriors dare to face blood, tragic encounters and unpredictable fate, and there is no doubt that Richard is such a warrior.

After three consecutive ups and downs of Heaven and Hell, he now felt that he was in a trance and had a tendency to see through the red dust, and everything was like a dream.

Therefore, even if the fourth layer was still only full of wreckage, it could no longer shake his mind. The lord who wanted to understand this pushed Yula to move on, his face calm, without sorrow or joy.

Then he saw the fourth floor, where there was not even a wreckage, empty and spotless, as if the cleaning staff had just left.

"This layer is a defense mechanism set up by the goblin sages. "Just recite the spell and the goblins themselves will be protected." This level will alternate between hot and cold until all other creatures are killed, preventing the revival legacy from being hijacked by outsiders. ”

He shrugged, "Obviously, I'm supposed to be protected, and you're the target." ”

The lord didn't panic for a moment after hearing this, and laughed, "It must be broken, right?" ”

Expressionlessly, Ramen pointed to the corner of the wall, where a small round lamp was emitting a steady green glow.

This is the color that represents vitality, so it is often adopted by various races as a symbol of smoothness, and it seems that goblins are no exception.

"No, not really. ”

"Fake!" Richard didn't move in his wheelchair, but his muscles tensed imperceptibly.

He didn't feel the hostility of the other party, which was the only reason why he hadn't killed the killer for the time being.

But if necessary, as a skilled swordsman. It is no exaggeration to say that this frail goblin will not have a chance to utter half a word, and he will be killed on the spot and annihilate all life!

The ruins are located in the volcanic veins, and the original environment was quite warm and even a little hot. But at this moment, the chill of slaughter is raging, as if it has suddenly turned from midsummer to winter!

Slowly turning around, she made a relaxed gesture to the Lord of Alpine Castle, and said in an extremely slow voice, "I won't do that. ”

"Oh?" the lord didn't let this take him easy, even for half a minute.

A truly strong man would never trust his fate to the mercy of others, and he was no exception.

"Because I'm dying. With a long sigh, the excitement of the moment was suddenly gone, and his face was full of depression and bitterness, "It's as simple as that—the vision of the goblin sages to revive the race is great, but I'm dying, and a dying man can't bear it." ”

"Don't be so pessimistic. Richard's tone softened slightly.

He has always eaten soft rather than hard, and the more others threaten him, the more fierce he becomes, but the occasional show of weakness can arouse the pity that still exists in his heart.

This temperament may seem unreasonable to some, but to others it is a quality more precious than gold.

"The Divine Power helps me resist the sequelae of the Psychic Storm inherited in my bloodline and keeps me clear-headed, but this help is not free!" said with a pained expression, "At the cost of burning the most original self at all times!"

"I thought you were completely immune. ”

"Unfortunately, no. "That madness is like a shadow, it never leaves me, mercilessly haunts and gnashes my soul day and night. It's pushing me, trying to make me give in, make me weak!"

The lord couldn't help but be silent—the price was too heavy.

If life is a half-acre pond, then the "self" is the water stored in it. From birth to growth, the water level gradually rises, and from aging to death, the water level decreases.

At the moment, there is only one more leaking crack, and the situation is naturally very bad. And what's worse is that this loss is irreplaceable, even if the Holy Light Divine Technique can't make up for it.

"As my wisdom has grown, so has the power of the shadows, which has become more and more difficult for me to resist in recent years!"

"Then can't you stop growing wiser?" Richard looked at the goblin coldly, thinking that this thing must have a bag in his head.

Even if the time is not yet ripe for the revival of the goblins, there is no need to toss themselves to death. If he were to change his life, he would definitely have to try his best to avoid the increase in wisdom, and if he could live one more day, he might be able to wait for a turnaround.

Zara was stunned by this sentence and didn't speak for a long time, and finally reluctantly stumbled and responded: "That...... That's not something I can control. ”

His expression was like that of a man who had experienced the cycle of the seasons, trying to explain to the summer bugs what ice was.

"Oh. Lord Lord nodded—not at all.

His doubts were so clearly written on his face that it was very difficult for the other party to ignore them.

"Just as you humans can't control yourself from growing taller, goblins can't control your mind from growing. The goblin in a wheelchair finally straightened out his language, "which caused the self to burn faster and faster, and gradually became more and more difficult to support. ”

"Maybe I can help you with that. "Lord Lord always feels that what can't be done by divine arts, the system may not be impossible.

The four attributes of force sensitivity and wisdom charm, and dozens of skills scattered around, it is impossible to say which one can play a key role in turning decay into magic.

"Really?" was visibly stunned at first glance.

After all, if even such an ethereal thing as "self" can make up for it, doesn't that mean that immortality is completely possible.

The goal that so many mages and emperors have failed to achieve throughout the ages may seem ridiculous when it comes out of the mouth of a little lord, but it doesn't look like he's joking.

"Thanks, but not necessary. Faced with the choice between life and death, this thin and weak goblin showed full calmness, "If even the most fundamental self is replenished by external objects, even if I can live a little longer, am I still me?"

Am I still me?

The lord was speechless, he had never cared about such a philosophical question that would make people sleepy to delve into, so he couldn't answer it at all.

"How long can you last?" he asked, a more realistic question.

"A few days, or optimistically, a few weeks. "I already knew that my time was short. After Sagre's death I drank as hard as I could, not only to grieve his departure, but also to paralyze myself from the horror of total annihilation. But now, I've decided to quit drinking. ”

"Does it still make sense?" asked Richard subconsciously.

Traditionally, if the end of life is inevitable, one should seize the time to eat and enjoy it as much as possible. To be honest, if it were the lord's turn to meet death one day, he wouldn't have thought about quitting drinking.

"Seeing this at the last moment was the perfect curtain call for my short life. Zara looked around, her eyes full of undisguised affection, "From now on, I also have a source of strength to support my inner world, and I don't have to rely on alcohol to numb me." Even if there is only half an hour left, I hope that I can get through it with a new attitude. ”

Richard tasted it carefully and was in awe.

This is a fighter who has never been completely defeated in the face of a cruel fate, and it is undoubtedly humiliating to measure him from the point of view of the laity.

"My gratitude to you, Lord Richard, is hard to put into words. Zara smiled slightly, and the goblin-like exaggerated facial features softened a little, "As a gift, I have decided to give you the secret of this fortress. ”

"If possible, I would prefer to have the opportunity to work together in the future. The lord shook his hand with mixed feelings.

Richard had always felt that the goblin ruins were his own private property, but he had to admit that he had surpassed him in terms of knowledge.

"That's probably going to be hard. "You might think that now that all the inventory has been destroyed, the value of this fortress has been greatly reduced, but it is not. ”

"The most valuable treasure is the floating fortress itself. ”

"What did you say?" Richard's pupils contracted suddenly.

Suddenly, his heart was beating fast and pounding in his chest like a drum. A strange feeling of excitement spread along the tail vertebrae throughout his body, and he couldn't help but clench his fist to death.

"You heard it right, it's a floating fortress. "This is the greatest masterpiece of the Goblin Age, the highest crystallization of steam technology, and the condensation of supreme wisdom." ”

"For 10,000 years, the core steam ball has been drawing an infinite amount of energy and elements from the magma, and has remained functioning and repairing itself, and is still intact today. This is a one-of-a-kind treasure, with enough power to push the entire fortress into the sky!"

"Holy!" the lord took a deep breath and almost couldn't help jumping up on the spot.

As a citizen who has been deeply influenced by modern civilization, he certainly knows the meaning and status of advanced power sources.

"Also, remember the lift we took when we came down?"

"Of course. Richard was impressed by the incomparably tough white stone, and he planned to get some back to repair the castle, which must have been very strong.

"It's actually a very common material, but you can't guess it. He didn't sell much, and then said, "Smoke, smoke that you can see but can't touch." ”

"How is that possible?" the lord wondered if he was making fun of him.

How could the steel-tough white stone platform with its own quick repair be an ethereal smoke!

"There is a very strange magical equipment in the fortress, which is recorded to emit an earthy yellow light, which has the wonderful effect of condensing smoke like iron. ”