As soon as a wave of hope rose in Silver Dust's heart, it quickly vanished, not that he found that there was no passage to the ground, but that he finally noticed the statues that had stood on both sides of the passage at some point.

There was not a glimmer of light in the passage, there was no light on the statues, and in the midst of complete darkness, Silver Dust relied on his ability to see the statues clearly, and a sense of disobedience that made him shudder arose.

Those statues look like a combination of iron and wood, their lower bodies are four-wheeled wooden chariots, and even each wheel is wrapped with good iron sheets, this kind of wooden chariot without any shock absorption system, not even pneumatic tires, is a very common chariot style in the north and south of the Fengyuan Continent, stout, porcelain, durable, simple structure, so it is easy to manufacture and maintain, the biggest use of this chariot is not to transport materials, but to be pulled by war horses to impact the enemy formation.

On the chariot, fixed with a very thick wooden shelf, is a bust of ironclad warriors, or to put it backwards, the statues of these ironclad warriors and chariots are completely integrated, not at all the common statues of warriors riding in chariots on the Fengyuan Continent, and the sense of disobedience that makes Yinchen feel dizzy comes from these ironclad statues that are only half of their bodies.

In the north and south of the Fengyuan Continent, all the ironclad soldiers, whether they are generals or soldiers, are wearing chain mail, or chain mail, and no one will wear plate armor that is so heavy and stiff that they are completely unable to move. The Wind Source Continent is not Azeroth, plate armor, which seriously affects the flexibility of the body, was eliminated by chain mail more than a thousand years ago, and it is said that only in the extremely remote and remote foreign barbarians can you find this kind of equipment. The bulky plate armor did not provide the warriors with more defense, but due to their poor dexterity, the warriors who wore them became meat targets for the enemy. Silver Dust had seen the armor of the Black Feather Army with his own eyes, and knew that it was a typical chain mail, and Silver Dust also understood a little bit, that is, there was no such thing as plate armor in the Wind Source Continent.

These statues in front of me seem to be dressed in plate armor, and pieces of iron armor are stiffly attached to the body, roughly dividing the warrior's body into head, chest, abdomen, shoulder, upper arm and forearm, and it seems that the mobility of the human shoulder joint and spine is completely ignored.

When Yinchen first saw these plate armor warriors, he was just stunned, and he only thought that these warrior statues might be the heroic statues of the barbarians who were digging dung and eating in the horns, but after taking a closer look, he couldn't move.

He couldn't describe what mood he was in at this time, and he didn't even know if he was still in the mood at this time. In the field of vision of the infernal night, he clearly saw that the statues on those warriors were not plate armor at all.

Of course, it is even less likely to be chain mail.

He looked closely, rubbed his eyes, looked again, and finally reluctantly admitted that it wasn't some kind of plate mail chain mail, but—

The outer armor of the robot.

Yes, robots, a word that is extremely incompatible in the Wind Source Continent, slammed into Silver Dust's mind like a catastrophe.

"Impossible!" was Silver Dust's only, and all-of-a-kind, thought at this time.

He didn't know if there were robots in the Kanonikle civilization, he only knew that everyone on the Wind Source Continent, whether it was an emperor or a beggar, could not design such a robot in front of him, even if it was imagined in myths and legends!

However, in front of him, there were two columns of robots, they both had heads as flat as plates, and each finger was a cannon barrel, and hands as big as tree stumps, they were combat robots, not lame warriors in plate armor, and their power was not something that anyone in this world, or even any force, could imagine.

"How could there be such a thing here?" Silver Dust couldn't understand at all, he didn't even have the slightest clue to deduce. He could only stand here numbly, looking at the two columns in front of him that seemed to have been idle for countless years, robots.

"Robot?...... I'm afraid there is not even a concept of a machine in this world!" Silver Dust's hand slowly lit up a little light, it was the illumination of light magic, compared to Infernal Night Vision and Arcane Lighting, Light Lighting Magic can provide clearer vision, Silver Dust intends to study these dissonant things carefully to see what they are.

"It can't be some ancient alien civilization, right?" said Silverdust, praying, hoping that he wouldn't encounter anything other than the Canonicor civilization, even though he knew it was unrealistic.

The ball of light formed in his hand, and then slowly flew up, but at the moment when this light illuminated the entire pitch-black passage, these two rows of 26 robots actually moved at the same time.

In the middle of the flat, plate-like head, a crimson light lit up, and it was not a strange thing, it was a fake infrared aiming system.

Silver Dust clearly felt that his hair had exploded, and the hair on his body, including his hair, stood up one by one, and the red light flashed, and all the vital points on his body were locked.

"Teleport!" Silverdust shouted, and his body appeared directly at the end of the passage, but luckily he knew that running back was a dead end.

He quickly turned at a ninety-degree angle and ran deeper into another passage, the sound of a violent explosion and a choking smell of gunpowder behind him, apparently the robots had hit each other.

"It's actually a gunpowder weapon!I'm @日八歘吧!" Yinchen scolded the most ugly swear words in his life, which showed how bad he felt now, and he felt that his mind was about to collapse.

He used his arcane acceleration to run towards the end of the passage as if crazy, and was surprised to see an identical robot standing in front of him.

The steel warrior was able to make the four wheels of the chariot turn like a tank, and the silver dust was rushing towards the silver dust like a tank, and the silver dust was already locked on his brow by a red beam.

"Kill the gods and destroy the Luo Xianqu!" Before the robot could raise the cannon on his arm, Silver Dust threw out his holy weapon directly. He had no choice, these robots did not have any magic fluctuations or vitality fluctuations, they were completely driven by physical energy, and Silver Dust had no way of knowing their combat power, let alone the courage to test the power of the cannon on their arms.

Purely physically constructed robots, this kind of thing, can only be unearthed in the ancient ruins of Evil Luohai City.

36 flew out of the Sky Breaker, with an unimaginable monstrous momentum, and 36 huge pillars of black light the thickness of a bucket violently bombarded the steel body, exploding, shattering, roaring and burning, and it was staged in turn in front of the silver dust, illuminating the passage. Silver Dust teleported again, over the flames and twisted pieces of iron that had completely blocked the passage, and the charred wood, and as soon as he beckoned, 36 Skybreakers flew back to him, while he himself ran wildly, fleeing desperately.

He wanted to stay away from that nightmare, he wanted to escape from the reality of infinite disobedience.

He ran wildly until he was out of breath, until his legs seemed to be filled with lead, until he was so tired that his eyes were blackened for a while, that he stopped, leaning against a wooden door.

At this time, he was in another dark passage, and in front of him, ten meters away, there was an upward staircase, as if to herald the hope of returning to the surface. On his left hand side was a closed wooden door, and his left hand was really propped up on it.

It was a small, dilapidated wooden door, which looked dirty, and Silver Dust even suspected that there was a mop room behind the door.

Just as he slowly gasped for breath and straightened up to continue walking, the wooden door opened silently, and the silver dust, which had not adjusted its balance for a while, fell into it, and the dilapidated wooden door closed silently, and the whole process was filled with a chilling weirdness.