Aware of the strangeness of this ruin, everyone became cautious.

From the outside, the ruins are very ordinary, with gray-yellow ruins, concise and powerful lines, and broken and unrecognizable patterns, all of which silently pour out the antiquity of the ruins themselves.

Compared to the elven ruins that Muhadi had seen, these ruins had their own unique style. The ancient architecture of the elves focused on aesthetics, and a large number of purely decorative structural fixtures such as crowns, tooth ornaments, egg ornaments, cartouches and curved body supports, with curves more than straight lines. These features make the architecture of the ancient elves look delicate and elegant, like works of art that need to be cared for.

The ruins in front of us clearly use a very different architectural language, with stout stone columns replacing elven elaborate columns, large and heavy walls, straight joints, and thick and heavy structures all show that the building values practicality and aesthetic considerations are minimized.

It looks like it's a fortress, but most of it is buried, and its full size is not visible.

Except for the wind, the ruins were quiet, and there was no movement at all.

"That's it?!" the dagger boy said in disbelief, "This is the orc relic?

He looked around exaggeratedly, as if to find out what kind of monster was hiding in the shadows with a vicious face. "Shouldn't we defeat a ** enemy, trek hard, and finally overcome all difficulties to reach the end?"

Mother Sledgehammer knelt in front of the ruins, carefully examining the words left on it, and then said, "It should be, it is written on it, this is the orcs' 'City of Bliss'." ”

"Then what are we waiting for?!Come in and see, there may be other adventurers coming and clearing the monster!" the giant butcher said anxiously.

"What's the hurry!" Muscle Daddy grabbed the giant butcher who was in a hurry to enter the ruins, like catching a little gray scaly bird that had just come out of the egg. "This place is so weird, we need to be careful. ”

"Hey, what do you two think?" Muscle Daddy looked thick and thin, and came to consult the two psychic mancers again.

Muhadi tried to perceive the situation inside the ruins with his psionic energy, but found nothing, and he could notice the slightest movement around his body, but he couldn't sense the situation inside the ruins at all. Those ancient walls seem to have something attached to them, which can completely insulate them from external detection. In the boy's psionic sense, the ruins are just strange white noises that seem to come out when the radio has no channel.

"No result. He finally said.

Aisha also shook her head, "I can't sense what's going on inside at all." ”

"Then let's go in and check the situation with the naked eye. Muscle Daddy decided, "Dagger boy, you and the Psionic Kid are opening the way ahead. I'm in the middle with the Giant Butcher, and the psionic chick and the sledgehammer mom are broken. ”

Hearing that he had been assigned the task of opening the way, Muhadi snorted and walked ahead with the dagger boy without saying a word. The others took their positions, and after shackling their mounts, they cautiously stepped into the ancient ruins.

Compared to the elven ruins that Muhadi had seen before, the ruins were in a much better state of preservation, with only a small amount of sand accumulated in the corridors and rooms, barely passable.

Everyone tiptoed as much as they could, after all, the building was so old that the slightest heavy pressure would cause it to collapse again.

In psionic perception, there was still a strange white noise all around.

"What's that?" said the Giant Butcher with an engraved mark on one of the walls.

"Orc text. "Mother Sledgehammer answered, in the entire team, only she and Aisha were literate. After Muhadi crossed into this world, he did not obtain the memory of the original owner of the body, and although he somehow mastered the language, he still did not know a single word. When he was in the tribe, Fatumah and Fahd couldn't read a word, so no one taught him.

"It looks like it was carved with the tip of a knife. Muscle Daddy commented.

"What did it say?" asked Muhadi.

Aisha crouched down to translate, "It says, 'O aliens, if you pass by the orc's village, tell them, we have done our duty, so the scene is in place.'" ”

"What does that mean?" asked the giant butcher.

"It seems that these are the last words of the orc soldiers in the battle of purification, who are here to hold off the enemy, preferring to turn their capital into a common graveyard with the enemy. Mother Sledgehammer replied.

"It's a shame they didn't make it in the end. Muscle Daddy teased, "You can't even see the bones around, or they ran away after putting down the big words......"

“...... Either it's been destroyed by magic, and there's not even any scum left. Mother Sledgehammer finished his words.

"Anyway, it looks like this is the place we're looking for, keep going, little ones!" Muscle Daddy raised his spirits a little more, shouting and urging him forward.

The passage in the ruins gradually extends underground, and the group goes deeper and deeper. The room temperature gradually changed from the unbearable heat of the desert to a more pleasant warmth, and the air was fresh and not decaying as expected.

Along the way, you can see the traces left by the sword slashing on the walls, many arrows left over from ancient times are scattered in the building, the metal head has long been rusted, and the shaft of the arrow has also been weathered, cracking and scattering at the slightest touch, breaking into countless pieces.

The passages and halls seemed endless, and in some places the doors that seemed to lead to the courtyard or the street were now sealed with sand, and it was impossible to go out.

When there seemed to be several hourglasses after leaving, not to mention the treasure, and half of the pottery coin was gone, finally someone couldn't help but make a noise.

"How deep the hell is this place?!" Sledgehammer mother questioned, "we only have enough water for three days, and it will be about a day to walk back to the oasis with water." At most, we will go deep into this place for a day, and no matter what treasure we have, we must leave the turn and exit. ”

"Well, water is a real problem. "Well, when we go through three more hourglasses, if we still don't find anything, we'll get out first." ”

The plan was decided, and the group hit the road again, with Muhati and the dagger boy still heading.

When he walked to a rectangular stone hall, Muhathir felt that the white noise of psionic energy that had been permeating the ruins seemed to become louder, and he was wondering, when he suddenly heard a "click" from behind.

"What did you step on?!" Muscle Daddy asked the Giant Butcher, who looked dazed, "No, I've been walking on the stone slabs." ”

"Click!" again, and the crowd could see clearly, it was the walls on both sides of the stone hall, and the masonry was moving on its own!

"I'm done!" Muscle Daddy saw the masonry on the wall suddenly change like flowing water, move on its own and reshape itself, and immediately drew his scimitar, vigilantly noticing the sudden change.

The masonry on both sides of the wall moved and reorganized, and finally opened up two new passages. Giant ants with brownish-red shells and stone spears burst out of the passage.

"Fuck the ant-people!" I don't know who shouted.

The word ant tribe aptly depicts this bizarre monster, which is more than five feet tall, with a completely ant lower body and a front end that resembles a mixture of ant and human. They also have locust-like mouthparts that divide into several petals and make a constant clicking and rubbing sound. This group of ants used a pair of limbs at the front of their bodies to grasp all kinds of crude stone weapons, and the last two pairs of limbs walked like flying, fiercely rushing to the middle of the group.

"Fuck you!" Muscle Daddy slashed his scimitar through the long hair in an ant-clan's hand, but the blade failed to cut through the shell of the other party's chitinous insect, leaving only a shallow wound and disgusting-looking green bodily fluids flowing out.

The others also joined the fray, and Aisha unleashed a crystal shard, and more than a dozen shiny crystals appeared in the air out of thin air, and then roared towards her opponent. Mother Sledgehammer struck an ant-clan's compound eye with her mallet, splattering a lot of slime.

The Giant Butcher and the Muscle Daddy face back to back, while the Dagger Boy faces two ant tribes with stone axes on his own. Muhadi's psionic senses were almost filled with white noise, but he could barely predict his opponent's movements.

With a loud curse, he showed a special ability, and the ant clan facing him immediately felt the spear in his hand scorching like a red-hot soldering iron, and couldn't help but slow down. Taking advantage of his opponent's distraction, Muhadi stabbed the dagger into its left chest, and the steel bit into its shell.

This time it seemed that it only angered this ant clan, Aisha caught a glimpse from afar, and hurriedly reminded loudly, "Muhati be careful!"

"Ants, like insects, have circulatory organs in their dorsal vessels!

Muhati cursed in his native dialect in a low voice, what kind of monsters are there on this Atas, and drew his scimitar again, fighting with his opponent.

There was a tremor on the ground, and suddenly several floors in the middle of the stone hall were lifted, and more ant clans joined the battle.

The muscular daddy was caught off guard, stumbled and fell, but fortunately, he had fought countless battles in his life and had rich experience. As soon as he fell to the ground, he immediately rolled over to the side, just in time to dodge a few spears. The Giant Butcher was not so lucky, he lost his balance and was hit in the head by a stone axe, and then another ant tribe pierced him in the stomach mercilessly with a spear in his hand.

"Hell!! muscular daddy let out an inhuman roar, and another ant clan was killed with a single sword, and severed limbs and bodily fluids flew around in the small stone hall. But more reinforcements are still coming, and the dagger boy behind Muhati has also been put down by the ant clan because of a momentary miss.

You must get out of the encirclement immediately!" Muhadi said to himself in his heart, fending off the combined attack of the four ant tribes as he watched the escape route.

There seemed to be no enemies in front and behind, but there were too many ant clans in the middle of the stone hall to kill them in the back. As for the front, although there was no enemy shadow in sight, the psionic white noise in that direction was unusually loud.

Muhati deduced that this noise had some connection with the ant clan, and there must be many enemies hidden in front of it, but there seemed to be no white noise on both sides of the ant clan at the beginning.

Fight, gamble. The teenager decided.

Muhadi displayed his psychic powers, condensing his will like a sharp sword, and unexpectedly struck the ant-clan's mind. Taking advantage of the opponent's distraction, he opened two spears that attacked from the left and right respectively, and flew like arrows towards the passage on the right side of the stone hall.

It seems that the ants didn't expect him to rush in this direction at all, and actually let him successfully rush to the entrance of the passage.

The passage, as al-Muhadi had predicted, was empty, leading farther on both sides and injecting into other passages.

Enraged, several ant clans rushed towards the boy in a frenzy, determined not to let him escape. Muhati glanced back at the stone hall, and now only the muscular father was left struggling, leaving behind a field of ant stumps. Everyone else had been dealt with, and Aisha's beautiful face was stained with blood and slime, which made Muhadi feel a pain in his heart.

The ants tied up the people they had knocked down, as if they were going to pack them up and carry them away. Muhati knew there was no time to hesitate, so he hardened his mind and fled into the dark passage.

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P.S. For readers who are not familiar with architecture, look at two pictures. Compare the architectural styles of orcs and elves. [[[net.com/cc. {0,10}o.{0,10}m.jpg]]] Orcs on the left and elves on the right.

In reality, on the left are the remains of ancient architecture in the Aleppo region of Syria. The picture on the right shows the remains of Hellenistic architecture in the Aegean Sea. The former inspired the later Eastern Roman Basilica architectural style.

As an aside, Syria is a good place for everyone to play.

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