"I saw it, it's a tower!"

The presence of artificial structures under the deep-sea interface means that they are not in the wrong place, and the loud shouts of the lookout are like a shot of adrenaline for the whole crew, and the captain also perks up his spirits and says to the first mate:

"Hold the wheel!"

Luo Zhengdao's mind was all spent thinking about the whereabouts of the treasure, and he had no time to take care of other trivial matters, God knows how the pirate king who hid the Orb of Flame came up with a big brain, and actually put the location of the treasure in the thin area of the ether particles, and it seemed that the location was still very deep. It's no wonder that this treasure map has been circulating for so long, and the evidence of the overlord of the Sea of Death has not been taken, well! Even if you know that the treasure map in your hand is genuine, those who come here to hunt for treasure will definitely know the difficulties and retreat.

In other words, the guy with a little sense in his mind will fly and flee once he is lucky enough to escape after encountering the terrible changes in the front, unless he meets a standard outlaw like Luo Zhengdao, he will not care about how big the risk factor of the treasure hunt is.

You must know that the sailors of the Yangwei were terrified by the circular route that had followed the entire spiral descending along the thin particle area, and if it weren't for Luo Zhengdao's constant encouragement, the sailors would have been afraid that they would have been tempted to jump ship and escape. At this moment, as the depth of descent continued to increase, the already dim starlight in the sky above looked more and more ethereal. Even if people try to look up and stare for a long time, they can't help but wonder if they really saw the stars, or if they saw the faint starlight in their imagination.

"Boom-"

No matter how long the voyage was, when it came to an end, the hull of the Yangwei trembled violently, and then the battleship suddenly straightened up, and the captain gasped and said to Luo Zhengdao:

"We've regained our balance, Your Majesty."

Nodding, Luo Zhengdao shouted to the nearby sailors:

"Shoot flares and see what's around here."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Phew! Bang! Woo ......"

Moments later, a series of flares were projected into the air by a large single-barrel shotgun-like launcher, and beneath the small silk parachutes that were opened, the alchemical mixtures glowed so bright that no one dared to look at them directly.

"Tower! I saw the tower, His Majesty the King. ”

Luo Zhengdao did not act rashly, and observed the movement near the side of the ship for a while before he spoke:

"Put down the sampan, let's go and see."

To be honest, Luo Zhengdao personally does not appreciate those who like to engage in soldering mines. Tubes, saw light bulbs and other very challenging activities for bear children. As the saying goes, people die for money, birds die for food, and if you want to gather the evidence of the Seven Seas Overlord to try to lift the curse of the Aragami, you have to take a huge risk accordingly, even if it is a work like a circus that puts its head in the mouth of a lion.

Very few people know what the deepest depths of the Aether Particle Rarefied Zone look like, and those who have seen it are already hanging up, and those who leave here alive are not kind enough to write a memoir that tells those who come after it what the scenery of this place is like and what needs to be taken care of to survive. In short, for the voyagers of the New World, if their ship unfortunately crashes into the Hollow Zone, the rigor of the concept is basically the same as going to hell in the Old World, except for how you should die in the end.

The sea driftwood paddle came into contact with the inky black interface of the deep sea, which was indistinguishable to the human eye, and the inert aether particles excited by the external force instantly glowed with layers of dark golden light. At first glance, this scene seems to be dreamy and dazzling, but against the backdrop of the deep darkness around him, the faint light surrounding him makes people feel tense and depressed.

The sampan approached the tower slowly, and the sailors, despite the danger they were in, exclaimed:

"Ahh It's unimaginable! ”

"There doesn't seem to be anything down here, how did it get built? Do you use sea driftwood? ”

The first mate in charge of leading the team glanced at Luo Zhengdao, saw that he didn't say anything special, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to the sailors and said:

"Hurry up and find the entrance, stop talking."

Desire and reality are two parallel lines, no matter how close they are, they will never cross, and the flame of hope in the hearts of people is quickly extinguished from the initial state of ecstasy, and a sailor laments:

"What to do? There is no gate, there seems to be no window, and the tower is surrounded by walls, do we need to make holes and get in? ”

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao also felt tightness in his chest, and said:

"Stop, I'll look at the treasure map again."

It is difficult for people living in the Dry Demon Period to imagine the prosperity of the High Demon Age, where demigods are walking the streets, and there are as many lichs as dogs!

Back in the post-industrial era of the Old World. As the price of this productivity progress, the unprecedented consumption of energy and resources, as well as the destructive power of industrial production on the natural environment, should not be underestimated. If we relied on cutting wood for fuel, as the ancients did, the days of the earth becoming desert would be numbered, so the social conditions in different environments cannot be compared at all. Therefore, in modern society, war has become a number game to fight for national strength, your productivity is not good, no matter how many clever and clever plans and elite soldiers are a pile of waste wood, others can crush you in minutes.

In fact, in the New World magic with the back of the sword. In the scene, the change of the tide of magic energy has a similar effect. Suppose that one day in the future, the Elemental Tide will return to the new world, and those half-baked mage apprentices will be able to use the power of legendary spells with a trick, and no matter what national organization and army will be rotten in the face of such a strong personal force.

The mysterious tower in front of you doesn't need doors and windows to enter and exit, and it's not a rare thing to stay in the new world, and the teleportation spell is not a high-end technology in the high magic period, but it starts to scratch around without the slightest clue, which is not only unreliable, but also suspected of making a big fuss.

The daily anti-theft work for their own residence has always been one of the necessary conditions for the strong to not be explicitly said, and the stupid shortage with the intention of opportunism will never be out of stock, even in the world's recognized dangerous locations such as the dragon's lair, there are still people who dare to risk the loss of bones to run to start, let alone other places?

For the strong who are already overwhelmed, arranging anti-theft measures as soon as possible to kill a thief is no different from lighting a mosquito lamp to get rid of those annoying flies and mosquitoes. Especially this kind of high-risk place that may hide heavy treasures, I am afraid that it is not as simple as simple anti-theft, and it implies the subtext of eliminating unqualified juniors, which is also the excitement that those ill-intentioned predecessors are looking forward to seeing.

"Activate - Vientiane Dependence!"

Luo Zhengdao ordered the sampan to get close to the tower, and then he killed a comatose monster and sacrificed to activate the magic card, but the invincible magic card missed inexplicably this time, he stared intently at the silver powder, and never saw them show text messages.

Now, Luo Zhengdao finally understood that something was wrong, and he muttered:

“…… It's a blank slate! ”

"Lean in a little more."

Luo Zhengdao, who had a stern expression, spoke, and as the sampan almost leaned against the tower, he solemnly stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the surface of the outer wall of the tower.

"Boom-"

Thousands of images, sounds, and smells all appeared in his mind, even after the transformation of the magic card master's legalized body, Luo Zhengdao's physical strength could not be regarded as a human for a long time, and at this moment he still couldn't support this ultra-high-intensity mental activity. In an instant, beads of sweat the size of beans on Luo Zhengdao's forehead were dripping down, and in just a blink of an eye, the whole person became like a chicken in soup, sweat flowed down his hair, and those who didn't know thought that he had just fallen into the water and was picked up.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"Water, hand me the kettle."

Seeing this scene, the frightened sailors hurriedly pulled Luo Zhengdao back and poured him a few mouthfuls of water, Luo Zhengdao finally gasped for breath, he staggered and untied his cloak, and used it as a towel to wipe his sweaty face. In that moment, he almost thought he was dead, and the taste was really terrifying.

"Hallucinations?"

"No, it can't be an illusion, the illusion won't be so real."

After thinking about it secretly, Luo Zhengdao decided to find a reliable way to verify it, he raised his head and said to several sailors on the sampan:

"You guys try it."

The first sailor to be named had just seen what was going on with His Majesty the King, and his body trembled and said:

"Me! Me? ”

didn't have time to persuade the other party, Luo Zhengdao said with a straight face:

"Yes, I command you to put your hands on the wall."

"Yes, His Majesty."

Within seconds of his palm touching the tower's exterior wall, a scream rang out, followed by a nosebleed, and the hapless sailor chosen to play the role of guinea pig fell backwards in almost a comic exaggerated gesture, and onlookers watched the whites of his bloodshot eyes burst open in the next second.

"Medic! Medic! ”

"Well, is he dead?"

"Not life-threatening, just unconscious."

Everyone was busy for a while, but it could be regarded as revealing the matter, and Luo Zhengdao had no idea of asking someone to test it again. It stands to reason that treasure hunters are undoubtedly unlucky to come home when they encounter this kind of treasure hiding place like an iron wall, and they don't know where to start is the right way.

"Paralyzed, is this an iron turtle?"

Thinking about it left and right, it is still useless, Luo Zhengdao, who is so angry that he is staring, is useless if he is not convinced, people just hang like this, generously put things in front of your eyes, and you can't get your hands when you are tired, do the hairy boys know how dark their predecessors are?

Luo Zhengdao thought about it calmly, made up his mind to play something simple and rude, and said:

"Come on, prepare for the blast."

"Boom ......"

The golden flames of the stone pine powder explosion and the dense white smoke broke the silence of this dark deep sea, but what happened next could only make Luo Zhengdao take a deep breath. Countless shattered bricks and stones quietly floated back to their original positions as the explosion had just stopped, as if they were a shot rewind of the explosion scene.