The dwarf's words echoed in the cave for a long time, so that the three of them subconsciously followed him into the cracked "gate", and looked at everything around them with torches and fluorite lamps with some curiosity.

As far as the eye could see, it was a very large room, the size of the Hall of Tables of the Red Blood Castle, and the whole space was in the shape of a circle, with a large column in the middle, and a round arch on the top of the head, as if it were directly covered with it.

It's very peculiar.

Lusen and the Knights of Oath circled around a few times, groping around the walls from time to time, and could still find a few "frescoes" on them—the colors had almost faded, but the general patterns could still be discerned.

There are also several grid-shaped cutouts around the walls, which look like decorations, but according to the gray-eyed boy's guess, these may be the vents of this hall.

The gray-eyed boy suddenly reacted at this time, the place where he was standing was in the depths of the earth, but he didn't feel any difficulty breathing, his mind was very clear, and he didn't even have a sense of depression in his chest.

It's hard to imagine - if this hall is in any castle of the Empire, it's probably just the living room of some shabby lord's house... But it's in the mountains, how did these five-headed dwarfs do it?!

"Lord Loren, what are you doing?"

The incredulous gray-eyed boy inadvertently glanced over his gaze and found that the black-haired wizard was half-kneeling on the ground, groping the floor under his feet, and his expression was immediately much more solemn: "Did you find something?"

"Nothing. Dusting off the dust from his hands, Loren stood up: "It's just a little curious." ”

The old floor tiles, the surrounding walls, and the dirt that has accumulated on them......

This hall is at least a few hundred years old, dating back at least to the Old Kingdom... In other words, the history of this fortress is not much inferior to that of the Dragon Kingdom.

The era of the Dragon Kingdom, the birthplace of the Yunling dwarves, and the earliest Mithril mine......

Loren felt as if he had touched on something crucial, about to figure out the real reason for Fanesis's presence in the fortress.

"A fine and old building, but not what we came here for. The Knight of Oath's indifferent voice rang out: "I still haven't seen where the entrance is, is this really the entrance to the Silverhelm Mountain Pit?"

"That's right, this is it. The dwarf replied sullenly, his tone as hard as a stone: "As for the entrance... This is where you stand now. ”

Where to stand?

"I told you before I came in that the cave was formed naturally by the collapse of the support columns. The dwarf continued, "And we're going to build the tunnel here just to repair the collapsed part......"

The gray-eyed young man on the side first touched his head, and then his face changed suddenly.

"Wait, you mean it's not ...... yet"

"Of course, this is not a pit yet, this is just an entrance. As he spoke, Boris the dwarf pressed his right hand against the column in the center of the hall and pressed something that resembled a trap gate.

"Bell ——!"

Suddenly there was a loud bang!

With the sound of the machine, the whole hall began to shake, and the dust and gravel continued to slide from the top of the head and the walls on all sides, and the shaking became more and more violent.

The apathetic dwarf remained motionless by the column, while the stunned gray-eyed boy and the Knight-of-Oath stood still, staring at the walls around them.

No, no, not from around......

Rather, it's underground.

Lowering his head, the black-haired wizard's eyes widened, and he didn't even think about opening the "Spiritual Horizon." ”

Soon, a continuous roar came from under the floor... At first it was faint, if it was nothing, but it soon became more and more obvious and more intense.

In the next second, I saw that the column in the center of the hall began to rotate slowly, and the sound of the machine and countless gears turning from it was constantly coming from it, and the roar around it had immediately overshadowed all the movement.

"——!Stand firm," the expressionless dwarf Boris suddenly shouted:

"We're leaving!"

Going?

Before the gray-eyed boy with a stunned face could figure out what he meant, he felt the floor under his feet suddenly fall, as if it had fallen directly!

The Knight of Oath next to him also widened his eyes and pursed the corners of his mouth, his expression extremely nervous.

Only the black-haired wizard didn't change his face, but kept twitching the corners of his mouth.

That's right, this seemingly huge hall is actually an elevator!

Of course, whether it is an "elevator" or not is up for debate, and with the blessing of the "spiritual vision", Loren can only roughly perceive that the "disc" under his feet is operated by countless large and small gears and levers, and does not see any circuits, or similar circuits.

But in the next second, he was in no mood to guess what was there or not.

"Holy Cross, ......"

The stunned gray-eyed boy was so shocked that he couldn't speak, his expression at this moment was almost the same as when he first discovered the dragon king city of Nidhogg in the glacial wasteland.

What appeared before their eyes was a magnificent underground kingdom.

Countless "elevators" descend along the mountain wall, countless spiral steel tracks hovering in the air, and the huge gears overhead not only twist the "elevators" under their feet, but also rotate together with the surrounding tracks and cylinders;

Above their heads, large and small, masonry "platforms" suspended in mid-air, like pendant decorations on balconies, connected by steel rails and obsidian-paved stone bridges;

Countless fluorites and moonstones are covered with all the tracks and platforms according to certain rules, and when you look up, the night sky is as bright as the stars.

And when the three of them turned their gaze to their feet, a huge "steel arch" was appearing in front of them as the disc gradually fell.

"This, this is the Silver Helmet Mountain, this is the true face of the Yunling Kingdom?" Lu Sien looked incredulous, and his throat kept twitching: "I, I know that the short... The Yunling Kingdom has superb forging and engineering skills, and the empire is beyond the reach of the dust, but this is also too ......"

"No, you're mistaken. The dwarf Boris said in a deep voice, "This is not the fortress of Silverhelm Mountain, and it is not even part of the fortress. ”

"You mean... You didn't build this place?"

"No, I mean it's not even a city here... In the parlance of your empire, it's probably the equivalent of the wilderness outside the countryside, and those deserted mountain villages, right?" Boris shook his head:

"This is the outermost pit area, and it's an abandoned pit area. ”

"......" Lusen.

The disc came to a steady stop, and a puff of smoke and dust flew around.

"Then why is it being scrapped again?" asked the Knight of the Oath suddenly, "because there aren't enough mines left?"

"That's just one aspect, a small aspect. ”

The dwarf Boris took a step and was the first to leave the "Disc Hall", holding the torch in his hand and walking in the direction of the steel arch: "More important... It was the Yunling Kingdom that no longer had the strength to maintain such a huge dungeon. ”

"The colonization of Byrne's territory was diverted too much labor because of the uprising, and the ensuing civil war caused countless people of the Yunling Kingdom to fall into a war with each other;

When we came to our senses and reused the settlements to fill the vacancies in the mines, we lost the supply of the colonies and could not feed all the people;

As a result, the former dungeons had to be abandoned one by one, and the surplus residents were used to fill the gaps in the various fortresses... All of this has its origins in a single surname;

...... Turin. ”

Feeling the gaze from the front, the black-haired wizard just smiled and shrugged.

This is another version of the "Legend of the Knight King", right?

The direction leading to the steel arch was a long masonry road, and to the trio's surprise, there was a series of neat guardrails on both sides of the road.

But when the gray-eyed boy leaned forward, he found that it was not a guardrail at all, but a mound with an iron pickaxe.

Side by side, row upon row, countless mounds of graves.

"According to the law of the Yunling Kingdom, nobles with surnames will have their own urns, and commoners, especially miners, will be buried near the mines for future generations to pay homage to their names... Because they only have names. ”

The torch-carrying figure stopped in front of the steel arch, the nameplate on the gate glittering in the firelight, and Loren squinted at the words on it.

Platform 43 9th Road.