Different worlds have different histories, and each one is unique. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Broken frescoes, stone stoves, stone carvings that are almost smoothed......

Along the way, as the two went deeper, there were more and more remnants of alien civilizations around them.

If an expert who studies ancient civilizations comes here, he will definitely be ecstatic,

The products left over from prehistory, which do not belong to the history of human civilization, will teach a good lesson to those pseudo-scientists who preach all day long that the earth is the center of the universe and that humans are the masters of the world.

"Do you ever feel the temperature around you dropping?"

After walking around a corner, Amy, who had tightened her clothes, suddenly asked,

John turned on the virtual screen, looked at the temperature displayed on it, and nodded slightly,

"It's going down, about 16 degrees lower than outside."

"It's weird." The girl muttered, "Let's go down, there is no cold pool in the passage, and there are no snow peaks above, how can it be so cold?" ”

John's eyelids jumped, and he glanced thoughtfully into the darkness ahead, where a strange little thing had just appeared, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, let's go!"

John shook his head and didn't say much, although the gaze was vague, it didn't have the cruel killing intent of other dark creatures, maybe it was just a lost bobcat.

John raised his hand and simulated a light source for illumination at his fingertips in place of a burning torch.

Without stopping, the two continued to descend the stairs of the passage, and by this time, according to the data on the virtual panel, they had reached a depth of 130 meters below sea level.

I don't know what the characteristics of the race that built this ruin in the first place were able to dig such a passage in a mountain made of rocks.

"My lord, it seems to be the end."

It didn't take long for a cold breeze to blow in front of them, and the breeze whined, carrying the cold of frost, and the faces were painful.

"That's where the chill comes from."

Amy shrunk her shoulders and kept blowing into her palms, the temperature around her was too low, especially in this neighborhood, almost in time for the cold winter.

John's current body was different from ordinary people, and he could hardly feel cold and heat, but the energy fluctuations from front still made him frown, and said in a deep voice,

"Stay here, don't come out yet."

"Hmm!"

Amy nodded, her expression was respectful but not flattering, showing a very high level of personal cultivation, it could be seen that she was a well-educated wizard, with a gentle temper and persistence, and there was no such personality traits as violence and paranoia often used in books to describe witches.

John put away the light source at his fingertips and stepped forward, emitting a bright but not dazzling white light, like an angelic sculpture falling from the sky.

The end of the passage is empty, and judging by the surrounding structure, it should be a square for collective activities.

There was a huge icicle in the middle of the square, and it was from here that the cold air came from.

John walked up to the icicle and looked up and down,

The icicles are about seven meters wide, uncapped, and the surface is covered with white frost and mist, which at first glance looks like the backbone of the square.

However, how could a spine have such a powerful energy fluctuation.

Puzzled, John walked around the square, finding no other useful information, and returned to the icicles.

"Zero, dialysis this icicle, I want to know its internal energy structure."

"Okay, please wait."

An azure glow appeared in the pupil of his left eye, and the blue circle began to spin, and countless pieces of data slipped through John's mind before converging on the virtual screen to form a simple and transparent blue icicle.

Through the images, John suddenly discovers an interesting thing.

It turns out that the flow of energy inside the icicle is not from the bottom up, but from the top to the bottom, that is, the source of the icicle is likely to be embedded in the mountain.

That's interesting.

I don't know how it got into the mountain, which is made up entirely of rocks, or if there is a space above this space.

John shook his head slightly, looked up, and saw through the blue icicles the rocks above him, which had almost been eroded into crystals by the cold.

"I should have gone up there and had a look."

He muttered to himself, then rejected the idea again, everything was in an unknown state now, and if he disrupted it, it would probably lead to bad consequences.

"But maybe you can let the girl come in and take a look, she's studied magic, maybe she'll find something."

Thinking of this, John immediately hid the blue light in his pupils and said loudly,

"Amy, you can come in."

The voice echoed back and forth, but after a while, it was still quiet, and the girl did not enter.

John shouted two more words, but there was still no response.

The silence suddenly became solemn, and John strode out, back into the passage, where there was a blank ahead, the girl was gone, and the troll heart, which she had been carrying on her back and regarded as a treasure, was rolling in the corner.

John was silent, expressionless on his face, but anger brewing in his eyes

"Zero, turn on tracking mode, I want to know where she is."

As the words fell, with a flash of blue light, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and countless traces of large or small appeared, occupying almost the entire field of vision.

"Sift through the information to focus on footprints, scars, bloodstains, and marks from the fight."

The vision changed again, and most of the traces were gone, leaving only two footprints.

A four-toothed claw-like footprint is John himself, and another boot print with a wide front and a narrow back is Amy's.

"Are there only those two?"

"Yes, only these two traces appear within twenty-four hours."

John frowned, with a deep puzzle in his eyes,

"Then what's going on, could it be that she left on her own."

"Judging by the information available so far, this is indeed the case." Zero said in a deep voice, and at the same time highlighted the footprints of Amy's departure in his field of vision,

"Do you want to chase?"

"Of course!"

John shook his head helplessly, since ancient times, it was the hardest to guess, he didn't know what the girl was thinking, but it was clear that she must be hiding something.

The footprints followed the passage in the direction of the meeting, and the stride grew larger and larger, judging by the shallow heel imprints, she was running.

Passing by a corner, there was a humanoid indentation on the ground, and there were two undried blood stains at the front of the indentation.

Here she fell, not lightly, and the skin on her hands was torn.

"Running so fast, are you being chased by something? But there was no trace of her footprints around! ”

John was completely confused, and really couldn't figure it out,

If she wanted to escape, she could have changed her route, and she didn't have to run so quickly and almost hurt herself.

It's not that she wants to run, but she is being chased by something terrible, and there is no need to do this, just shout for help, she has seen her own strength, and she knows very well in her heart that as long as she shouts for help, she will definitely not ignore it.

But neither of these situations happened, and I don't know what happened to her?