"Are these things still useful?" Gui Daisy looked at the side for a moment and asked with a frown.

"Useful, in fact, there are not many modern steel processes that can be compared, and it can be said that iron is sharpened like clay......"

The boy sighed, stretched out his finger and pointed to the symbol on the spear and explained, "It's a simple process, making a weapon, and then inscribed runes on the weapon and attaching the power of Rune, but it's the most important part—"

Because the mysteries of these symbols are infinite, the inscriptions must also be absolutely accurate in order to be effective, and there must be no deviation in the slightest. Moreover, the runes themselves are not two-dimensional planes, this is only a simplified version of the expression, after all, even a rune master may not be able to directly construct runes more than three-dimensional......"

Speaking of this, Mu Xiu touched his nose with some embarrassment.

Just as the basic meaning of writing is "an image or symbol that records thoughts, communicates ideas, or carries language", this is its concept, and what is written on paper or some other material carrier is the visual form of its meaning.

After all, as long as a word is written correctly, everyone will be able to know and interpret it. But if it is not written, and it is just not expressed, it does not mean that the meaning of the word and its symbolism does not exist.

The same is true of runes, which are engraved on animal skins, wood chips, stones, crystals, metals, or gems that represent these symbols, which are called "rune words", but they can use that mysterious power more intuitively and are more easily understood.

- But the runes themselves are not two-dimensional planes, which is an important piece of knowledge.

"Let me see the others." Mu Xiu turned his head and reached out to absorb a battle axe.

It was a barbed tomahawk with a huge head in the shape of a crescent moon, and a handle made of ash wood that was more than a meter long, making it look like it was good for tapping downwards. When the combination of the above rune text is deciphered, it also shows that the axe is very powerful.

It can even be used to break shields - as long as a warrior with enough strength raises his hands and slams them down, the enemy hiding behind the shield is essentially gone.

Mu Xiu looked at the skeleton warriors below, and guessed based on the height of the bone frame, and found that none of the dead seemed to be less than two meters tall before they were alive, which was completely enough to wield such a heavy blade.

It's just that now they only have bones left, and they are not even necromancy, they are simply active under the action of some unknown mechanism, so their own power is very small.

As a result, these bones only look intimidating, but they are neither capable of lifting an axe to charge a heavy blow, nor are they capable of throwing spears from a distance, let alone pulling a strong bow.

It was just a matter of raising the weapons in their hands and slashing them around the body of the AIBO killer Graeme before they were crushed and smashed, as if a blunt knife were cutting through leather.

It's just that with the power of the rune-blessed weapon, even such a powerless attack will continue to leave deep or shallow cuts on the steel shell of the robot, and the accumulated damage is considerable.

The steel shells of the two AIBO-type killer Graeme have been completely broken, revealing the circuit boards and wiring inside, and the electric sparks are constantly coming out, and the action has begun to become shaky, and I don't know when it will completely fail and be dismembered by those skeletons.

So Mu Xiu did not hesitate to dispatch them to the forefront, advancing in a more brutal and direct way, smashing and smashing countless skeleton warriors along the way, allowing them to continue to exert their residual heat in the final operation stage.

Examining various swords, axes, and shields along the way, Musiu had basically determined that it was Viking, but it was different and looked a little older. Add to that the text of Rune, and all this is already self-evident.

Norse Mythology......

……

……

With a long exhale, Mu Xiu stood up and looked down condescendingly at the dark ruins around his feet.

Although the cold glow of technology emitted by the robot's eyes and the light of only a dozen flashlights, only the vast ruins of an abandoned city could be seen, and it was only the tip of the iceberg.

But it is enough to make people feel the mysterious and majestic aura of ancient vicissitudes from the edges of those outlines, and with the skeleton warriors that seem to never end, it looks extremely bleak, weird, and terrifying...... And the cold feeling around him was in stark contrast to the dull mechanical sense of the robots under and around everyone.

This surreal style of painting is too weird.

Everyone had just developed the feeling that they were lonely wandering heroes, walking among dark dungeons and twisted monsters, and before they decided whether they wanted to tell their stories to the rookie adventurers who would come after by the fire, they were immediately pulled back into reality.

Among them, the members of the strategy room are the most distressed-

Sure enough, he and the others are professional combatants.,It's completely incompatible with the painting style of this group of funny guys around me.,But the worst thing is that the combat effectiveness of the funny fan is greater than the combat fan.,There's no place to reason for this......

This ancient city seems to have been built out of huge rocks, and now everyone walks among the ancient boulders. By now, the curiosity in everyone's hearts had gradually overshadowed the original fear, and even brought a hint of boredom, because it was completely different from what they had expected.

Aside from the panic caused by not being able to go back the way you came, nothing else seems to have happened until now?

As for those skeleton warriors, they are simply good-looking, and they don't pose much of a threat at all, except for numbers. As a result, more than a dozen AIBO-type killer Graeme rushed all the way out of this sea of bones, breaking out of a road.

Because they are really dead, they are not undead or death knights or anything, they are just corpses acting under the action of some kind of force, and they pounce on them with the weapons they used to live in. In addition to the huge number of itself, and the runes in his hands or on his body are relatively well-equipped.

It's not a big deal, the combat power of even a few alone is not as good as a type D evil spirit, but it's just a puppet of the walking dead, so in addition to physical strikes, the large-scale exorcism of spirits has also lost its effect.

Mu Xiu even completely lost the idea of doing it himself, but he didn't let his guard down easily, because the vague sense of crisis did not disappear. It's just obvious that these miscellaneous soldiers, who don't know how many there are now, shouldn't be the source of the sense of crisis.

"Isn't it possible that an entire city has died here?"

Muttering in a low voice, Mu Xiu saw that there was an AIBO-type murder Graeme in front of him, and finally retreated, tattered, and staggered down, and it seemed that it was about to be hidden in the crowd tactics of those skeleton warriors.

His eyes froze, and a powerful magnetic field had been instantly generated, and he had controlled all the ferromagnetic matter on the AIBO-type murder Graeme.

So the robot, although it was no longer able to work, continued to move under the action of external forces, as if there were invisible silk threads in the air entwining its body, and its movements stiffened and rejoined the ranks, and continued to walk forward and pound the ground.

For Mu Xiu, it is not difficult to wirelessly transmit power to so many robots at the same time and control the radio waves. He was more than happy to do so, at least not to expend the energy of himself and others on these meaningless miscellaneous soldiers.

Slowly, the skeleton warriors in the back could no longer keep up, and the bone density in front began to thin out again.

Seeing that he had finally broken away from the edge of the Sea of Skulls, Mu Xiu directly cut off the boulders on both sides of the road behind him with a single sword, and with a loud bang, the road behind him was also blocked.

For such a development, others just glanced at it and didn't pay attention to it, anyway, there is really only one way forward at present. Because as long as they go back, they will immediately encounter all kinds of "accidents", otherwise they will not believe that there is a powerful force in the depths that is still alive.

The will seemed to be preventing them from leaving, and pushing them into front of it?

With the passage of time, because there is no concept of day and night in the underground space, many people do not know how long the time has passed, and in a trance they only think that it may have been a few days, but when they lift their watches or check their mobile phones, they find that it is only five o'clock in the afternoon.

Also, if it were a few days later, they would have been hungry enough to lose their strength?

Man-made traces, ancient writings, these things are gradually becoming sparse.

There were no more vaguely shaped stones and symbols around, and there was nothing that could provide more definite information, but Mu Xiu knew that he and the others had probably crossed the ruins of the entire ancient city, from one edge to another, but this was not all the ruins.

The ancient boulders on both sides had disappeared, and it took a few minutes for everyone to realize that they were now in a terrible valley that was dry and cracked.

Strange fossils gradually appeared, and the distant light shone through, as if they were the bones of some incomprehensible prehistoric beast...... Part of? Unconsciously, the surrounding environment and topography seem to have become very ancient.

But no one felt any sense of achievement and joy, but almost all of them felt a trance at this moment, as if some magic sound had been echoing in everyone's ears, stirring their imagination.

The roar of some peerless beast came from the depths of the earth, far underground—

The priest was right, it was a horror that would make people's souls collapse on the spot, and there was nothing more so-called soul scattering.

Even Mu Xiu's mind was blank for a moment, but his strong mental power made him instinctively fight against this negative state, and faintly triggered the "lock" set by the bee-eating manic state in his will - after the manic mental state was restored, this will lock did not disappear.

Because of that level of perfection, the resulting increase is almost permanent.

It's just that because the mental state has unconsciously returned to normal, there is no comparison, so Mu Xiu himself has never known. However, now this spiritual embankment that increased the will helped Mu Xiu to guard his mind and sober up as quickly as possible.

But the sharp pain in his head made him almost faint, unlike the others around him who were just blank and seemed to have lost the ability to think, he was not directly attacked by the spirit, but the fierce and majestic faint roaring and roaring sound, as if it had touched a certain forbidden area in his mind.

"This whistling sound seems to be ......"

Some fragments poured out of the fault line of his memory, mending the gap in some part of his memory little by little.

"-Dragon's Roar!"

The words that suddenly sounded seemed to have some kind of magic, which woke up all the people who were in a trance, and then they were terrified to find that they seemed to be distracted for a long time, and the surrounding environment and terrain were completely different.

It was as if a desperate wind suddenly blew on the flat ground, and the fury expressed in the whistling sound was like an evil spirit, raging in this eternal desolate underground dark and vast space, and some outlines appeared in front of it—

It was a huge black crack that led deeper underground, and inside seemed to be a void that glowed black.

It is like an ancient tomb that has been dead for countless years, leading to a world full of mysterious light and mist.

Only the furious wind turned into a surging air flow from there howled, and the peerless roar that everyone heard like a god-level fierce beast was like a collective hallucination. Only the debtor housekeeper heard clearly what someone had just said to wake everyone up, and his expression was very reluctant.

"That, Mu Xiu, you're kidding......"

"No kidding." The young man stared at the pitch-black crack in front of him that led to the depths, interrupted the other party's words, and said categorically.

"-I slaughtered a dragon with my own hands not long ago, and that howling sound was definitely a dragon!"