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Manhe barely illuminated the path below with an oil lamp held aloft in the air, the walls on both sides were stained with blood, and the shattered bones were scattered all over the staircase, and the crunch of the bones being crushed could be heard almost every step of the foot. Ian couldn't believe how many people had died here, and even after a thousand years, the strong smell of blood still didn't seem to dissipate.

"The dwarves must have spent a lot of effort building this city at that time. Ian couldn't stand the dead silence and took the initiative to stir up the topic.

"It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the power of the clan. Manhe whispered, "Because the royal city was originally designed to accommodate the entire dwarven race, so that the tribe would no longer be protected from the pain of wind and sand erosion. ”

Ian nodded: "It's not easy just to dig down like this. ”

To build such a majestic city, it is certainly unrealistic to simply dig a big hole and lay bricks. Although Ian didn't know anything about architecture, he also knew that the desert was not a good place to break ground, and it was a mystery where those bluestone bricks came from. But what Ian has never understood is why the dwarves love the desert, this is not a suitable place for the higher races to live, rather than building a male city in this desert to live, it is better to move to a more suitable place to live.

For example, in the current territory of human beings, you must know that in the heyday of the dwarf race, human beings were still food captive by the dragon race, and it must not be able to hinder the powerful dwarf race. Build a city in the desert, once it falls, it is difficult to have a chance to turn over. For example, the current dwarf race is oppressed by those powerful species in the Burial God Desert to the point of extinction.

While the two were talking, a decaying ancient corpse stopped them. The corpse slumped in the middle of the staircase, clad in tattered armor and holding a rusty iron sword. Ian leaned down and took a closer look at the ancient corpse, which made him feel strange that the size of this ancient corpse did not look like a dwarf.

He easily measured it with his hands, and the dead hapless man was about the same height as Ian. That is, humans.

"How can there be a human here?" Ian looked at Manhe.

Manhe was also stunned: "Human? It doesn't make sense, could it be that you royal family threw in the unlucky ghost? Didn't that guy say before, they throw some businessmen in every year." ”

"But it shouldn't be here. Ian frowned, "Besides, this dress doesn't look like a merchant at all, this armor stomach looks like a human soldier, but it doesn't look like it, I always feel like I've seen it somewhere." ”

He pondered for a moment, and then came up with an answer at the same time as Manhe.

Ian had taken out all of Deadpool's stomach that day, and naturally had an impression of that stomach, and they had a strange pattern tattooed on their chest, which Manhe later told him was the totem.

However, although the armor on this ancient corpse was the same as that armor, the pattern on its chest was different. The pattern on Deadpool's chest is an ancient tree one after another, but the pattern on the armor in front of him is some incomprehensible messy stripes.

Ian thought for a moment and asked uncertainly, "?"

"Looks like a guard. Manhe nodded, "There is nothing wrong with this totem, if it is a guard, then there is nothing to surprise here, it was originally on the fourth floor of the basement, it should have been when the catastrophe occurred, the guards in charge of guarding were ordered to block this passage." ”

"It's also possible that it's trying to quell the catastrophe. Ian whispered, "But that's obviously not the problem. ”

"The question is, why is he a human?" Manhe smiled wryly, "I said I don't know if you believe it, I don't think there is a precedent for the dwarves to recruit humans as guards, at least I don't know." ”

Ian thought for a moment, but couldn't come up with an answer, after all, it was a thousand years ago, and even the Messiah couldn't see through it. They can only find the answer from the clues left behind, but there is another point that puzzles Ian, why did this dead body not become? Or? but directly turned into a corpse, although people do become corpses after death, but in the middle is different, Ian witnessed the dead hunter get up from the ground little by little, and start attacking the living.

Only destroying their important parts and incapacitating them will not pose a threat, but it will not be completely silent, even if only one head remains, it will bark its teeth at the living who pass by.

This is also what puzzles Manhe, because he has never been to the fifth basement level.

Although he couldn't get an answer, Ian's heart was a lot more relaxed, and not getting an answer may mean that they were not far from the real answer. The catastrophe of a thousand years ago, the so-called, as they go deeper and deeper layer by layer, the fog that obscures the truth is dispersing little by little.

They hit the road again. The corpses that had been silent for thousands of years stared at their backs, and their empty eyes seemed to emit a little green light.

"If you could get out of here, what would you most like to do?"

Manhe was stunned: "Why do you ask that?" ”

"I just want to ask. "Someone once told me that people only know what they want most when they are dying. ”

"Makes sense. Manhe nodded, "But I don't know. ”

"You don't know?"

"yes, when you've been delayed in any place for twenty years, how much can you expect from the future?" Manhe smiled wryly, "I mean, my expectations have been worn away by time, and if you had asked me ten years ago, maybe I would-have—"

Before Manhe could finish his sentence, Ian suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him to the side. He had absolutely no idea what was going on, and one stumbled and almost fell. However, before he could complain or ask, an iron sword flew almost against his scalp.

"Bang bang. ”

After two crisp sounds, the iron sword fell to the ground. And Manhe's head also has an extra line of blood.

Ian held the dagger in his hand, staring at him. At a distance of about ten meters from him, an emaciated and tall figure was getting up from the ground little by little. The oil lamp could not shine that far away, and in the darkness, there was only a pair of dark green eyes, like poisonous snakes.

"It, what's wrong with it!" Manhe's voice was hoarse.

Before Ian could speak, there was another rustling sound from below. He looked back, and his heart seemed to stop.

He saw countless pairs of dark green eyes, like wolves, like pythons, and like.

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