"Dawn, you're crazy, ......come back quickly," Xiang Xiang shouted anxiously, the spiritual vacuum was fatal to all elemental life. Kurolo also understood why he felt dangerous back then, he was only on the outskirts of the ruins. Judging from the current topography, it is obvious that this square is already at the core of the ruins.

Dawn took a deep breath, only to find that it was extremely difficult to breathe, as if she was on a plateau. His body, which had already far surpassed that of an ordinary human, was unexpectedly heavy at this time, and although he could still move, a long-lost feeling of exhaustion kept coming from his muscles.

Dawn looked back and smiled slightly, then waved her hand with difficulty: "Mona has been here before, the palace hides the secret of King Eric, I will find a way to leave!"

The people of Valak looked at him with some incredulity: "Dawn, do you really still maintain your flesh and blood?"

It's no wonder that they can't believe that Dawn's own combat power can even compete with the last god, but the body is not elementalized, which is ...... It doesn't conform to the common sense in their hearts. Whether it was an old acquaintance or a new acquaintance, Valak, they all thought that he was using his human identity to disguise, but they never thought about it......

Dawn smiled and nodded, and then walked towards the collapsed palace with difficulty. His heart was beating violently, and he let out a "pound...... The echo of "thump", every step is as heavy as carrying a mountain. At some point, his body had been soaked with sweat, and since his body had been strengthened by the "Witch Formula", he had not sweated for too long, which made him feel like he had become an ordinary person again.

"It's a bit like doing weight training when I was a child, and I really miss it!" Chenxi said to herself, practitioners start by boiling their muscles and bones, and a good physical foundation can make people go further. Chenxi remembers that when she was a child, her father had not yet become the head of the family, and their father and son often went out together to do weight-bearing exercises. His father was dressed in heavy armor and carried a small sandbag. "The time when I can't go back seems to be more comfortable at that time!"

The square bordering the palace is once a collapsed statue, which can be vaguely seen in the shape of a king. The carving seems to be good, but it has now been reduced to several fragments of stone. The crown on the head of the stone statue caught his attention, and it was the same metal ring shape that had been taken from the center of the British Crown.

"Is this King Eric, this spiritual vacuum enchantment can't be something he created, right?" Reaching for his strap, he pulled out the strange sheet of metal from the crown. It's warm to the outside, not as cold as it used to be. Dawn observed for a while, and found that the temperature of the metal sheet was still rising, and the whole began to make a "buzzing" vibration sound. A strange force field appeared beside him, protecting him in it, and his body suddenly relaxed a lot, but he still couldn't call on spiritual power.

Dawn knew that this object hidden in Eric's crown had nothing to do with the ruins of Gangtua. Seeing that his physical condition had recovered, he immediately ran to the inside of the palace. Behind them, Valak was still struggling to hold on, and no one knew how long the juvenile Ouroboros would last.

This particular snake has a wide distribution range and can be found in Egypt, Northern Europe, and the Celtic gods. In Northern Europe, the Ouroboros is the symbol of Jörmungard, the world-devouring serpent, in Egypt it is closely associated with the sun-devouring Apep, and in Celtic the Ouroboros is a flash in the pan. Although many objects with its image have appeared in modern archaeological discoveries of Celts, they have not left a legend about it. Ouroboros, as a strange space element, is a space of its own. It surrounds a constructed space, a world independent of the main material plane.

Dawn enters the main hall, where there are extremely thick stone pillars, each of which is inscribed with dense graphics and characters. Mona and Leon got the exercises they practiced in the future from these stone pillars, whether it was the mutated demon vine used by Mona or the sword soul used by Leon, these exercises were very different from the outside world, and they were a rare treasure.

With each step of Dawn taking inward, the fluctuations of the metal piece in his arms became stronger, and something inside seemed to be calling to him. The morning light looked around at the stone pillars standing around, and there were not a hundred or ten of them. Dawn forcibly suppressed the desire to observe closely, hurriedly passed by the stone pillars, and walked inward.

Mona and Leon were exhausted when they arrived, and the stone pillars they had chosen were all in the outer area. Leon's physique is a bit stronger than Mona, who practices necromancy, so he goes a little further. Both of their spells also lean towards the basic realm, especially Mona, whose demonic vine technique is only a variant of the druid's primary spells, and neither of them is a profound technique. Dawn relied on the power of the metal sheet to gradually penetrate without encountering much resistance, but as she passed each stone pillar, she clearly felt the power of the law gradually thickening above. The last few stone pillars were already faintly surrounded by the power of the law, and even in this spiritual vacuum, they still couldn't erase their extraordinaryness.

Dawn tried her best not to look at these riches, and her pace quickened a little, this is a road of refining the heart against greedy desires. Because he knows that any spell takes time to comprehend. Especially when it comes to the essence of the law, once he sinks in, when he wakes up, he can collect the bodies of the three outside.

At the end of the main hall is a metal door, which now seems to have been torn open by something from the outside, and there are several deep paw prints on the broken door, which reminds Dawn of lions and tigers and other fierce beasts regardless of size.

"What kind of creature can still retain such combat power in this spiritual vacuum?" Dawn carefully examined the scratches and found that the marks were extremely old, so she relaxed and squeezed in through the mutilation of the bronze gate. Inside, there is an upward corridor, and the walls on both sides are decorated with numerous painted frescoes that seem to depict the Fabergs from their Aaronic calls in the north to their southward landing in Ireland and establishing their kingdom. The latter part of the mural devotes a lot of space to a young human boy who, with the help of Aaronwen, uses magic vines to climb the lost Sky City of Fenrias and steal the dazzling Farr Gem. Since then, the Faberg have used the power of gems to drive the remnant giants of Fenrias to work, and the kingdom has prospered for a while.

"This is King Eric himself, this plot is somewhat similar to a fairy tale in later legends, and it seems that all legends have historical origins. Dawn thought silently.