The next morning, Magellan went alone to explore the abyss, but this time he brought a rope. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the guide did not support his speculation, Magellan believed that he was right, and of course he could be wrong, but that would not have ended the trip prematurely - it would just take a little more time.

Magellan expertly followed the path of the road, stopping by several places along the way, to see how the sewers were still running, and the result was the same as he thought.

Soon he was on the edge of the cliff, it was a cloudy day, and the guide thought that it meant that the sun did not support Magellan's plan, but Magellan did not think so.

He walked straight to the protruding boulder, then pulled out the rope and hook claw.

It was an indispensable tool for explorers to overcome obstacles that would normally be impassable, and Magellan was also good at it.

He chose to target another tower, which looked like it was only half left, but Magellan could tell that it was still structurally solid. If his guess was correct, the tower must be a remnant of the wall, and the missing half of it is the one that has fallen into the abyss.

There was a lone pillar on this half of the tower, just what Hookclaw needed, and although it was a little far away, Magellan's wrist was enough for Hookclaw to fly over this distance and still have the strength to wrap around the pillar.

The only problem was the turbulence that might be hidden in the air, and although his acumen and insight were no less than those of the Eagle Man, Magellan decided to go with the easy way.

He crumpled a handful of hay and sprinkled it in the air, and then he saw an absurd and wonderful scene.

While some blades of grass were still floating in the air, some blades of grass had been carried far away by the wind, and the trajectories of different blades of grass were intertwined, like a mess.

In the midst of this chaos, Magellan found the safe passage he wanted, an empty area that would allow the Talon to reach the other side of the abyss undisturbed, perhaps by coincidence, perhaps by necessity, when Magellan wanted to see it.

Magellan threw his hook and waited for it to wrap tightly around the pillar, then turned and tied the other end of the rope to a boulder beside him.

With everything ready, Magellan jumped on the rope and prepared to go to the other side of the cliff.

He stood on the rope and ran forward as if he were standing on flat ground, maintaining his balance with inhuman agility, and almost in an instant he crossed half the distance.

Now that a turbulent stream was in front of him, Magellan glanced at the blades of grass that followed the wind, and then leaned down and lay down on the rope in a dashing motion.

He honestly hung upside down from the rope, clasped it between his legs, and crossed his hands as he crawled forward at a speed that was still far superior to that of ordinary people.

Soon, Magellan arrived across the abyss.

If he was determined to go alone, he would just have to keep going now, but Magellan was not prepared to break his promise.

"So it takes a little bit more time. ”

Magellan had already chosen his route, and he looked at the buildings around him as he walked towards what might have been the arch bridge.

It's not much different from the city on the other side of the abyss, but there are a few differences.

The city above the abyss has a different drainage system than the area below, and the hillside is carved out of terraced steps, and above it is a drainage ditch, and all the buildings are neatly arranged according to this step, and the road is no longer a smooth avenue, but a step of steps.

This seems to mean a lot of things, especially when Magellan already has a lot of doubts in his mind.

Despite the cloudy weather, and despite the ruins everywhere, the city has its own unique beauty, surrounded by majestic mountains and tall boulders, like the lives of giants from the distant past.

But there have never been giants living here.

Magellan found the arch bridge.

It was something so large that it felt like it shouldn't exist, mostly buried by the collapsed boulders, and seemed to have been completely destroyed.

If the boulder had been part of a giant machine, it would have been enough to cross the abyss and bring the eaglemen and alpacas to this side with their guides, but now it seemed that all this could only be if.

Magellan wasn't ready to give up, and he walked along the edge of the cliff, looking for possible mechanisms in the ruins to manipulate the arched bridge.

Then he saw another remnant of the tower.

Strictly speaking, it was half a tower, which had almost completely collapsed into ruins, but fortunately a little bit of the structure at the base had been preserved, which gave Magellan the opportunity to enter the tower through a hole.

There's a huge handle there.

Magellan smiled.

"Half of it is possible to open the gates, and half of it is possible to make the arch bridge move......"

Saying this, Magellan was convinced in his heart that this handle would only be the switch that allowed the arch bridge to be erected, because the opening and closing of the city gate would have fallen into the abyss with the city wall long ago—if his speculation was correct.

Then from a distant place came the sound of the water flowing, mixed with echoes, as if coming from some confined space.

A loud bang followed.

With the sound of boulders falling to the ground and mud pouring down, Magellan, who rushed out of the ruins of the tower, saw an incomparably spectacular scene.

The boulder, which was originally an arched bridge, is moving.

Like the sons of the earth in ancient mythology, the great titan giants awoke from their slumber and waved their arms as the boulder swirled across the abyss.

On the other side of the cliff, another identical boulder was emerging from another ruin, and the two boulders collided together.

The sound of the collision of giants echoed in the abyss, and it did not dissipate for a long time, like Magellan's sudden exclamation.

Anyway, he succeeded, the arch bridge had been closed, and now even the eagle man was able to safely navigate through the turbulence and move on.

Standing at the top of the arched bridge, Magellan looked down at the endless abyss and the endless music of the turbulence, and began to wonder if he was affected by some kind of sound that could not be heard by humans.

"Hello?"

Magellan shouted into the abyss, and the voice repeated over and over again, and after a long time, it was no longer audible, but it seemed to be repeating it endlessly.

He finally gave up.

......

"Really...... Incredible......"

When the eaglemen followed Magellan's path to the abyss, they looked at the arched bridge and could not say anything but amazement.

In contrast, the alpacas are particularly indifferent, and their slow expressions are almost unfathomable against the exaggerated surprise of the guide.

"Hold on to the rope, we have to be together to fight the turbulence. ”