The ruins of the ancient city-state have been corrupted too deeply by demonic powers, and have even changed the basic rules of the land. The Night's Watch had a number of major cleanups in its heyday, but the results were not satisfactory. The laws of order here have been completely destroyed, and they have been affected by the laws of chaos, and chaos is the basis for the birth of demons.

The power of mortals alone is not enough to restore the laws of order here, unless a true god descends and ignites the fire of order with divine power, it is possible to completely eliminate the evil forces in this land. But if the truth can be compared to an idealist, then the followers of the Cult of the Gods can be said to be pure realists. For them, it's a loss-making deal.

Since the first religious war a thousand years ago, the essential reason for the three civil wars before and after the Cult of the Gods has actually been to compete for the power of faith. The power of the gods comes from the belief of human beings, but human nature is full of realism, and for the vast majority of humans in this world, their belief in the gods is only out of need, not simply spiritual support. Warriors believe in the god of war because he can give them power, and so on.

As the spokesmen of the gods in the mortal world, the mission of the cult of the gods is to spread faith in the mortal world and win over believers. The task is daunting, but the resources are limited, and the same level of divine power can hold a grand prayer ceremony in a bustling city, and what idiot would go to a place like the brown hills where birds don't lay eggs to waste their feelings?

What's more, the passage to hell here has been sealed, and from the outside, it doesn't seem to be dangerous at all, unless you run in and die, you don't need to worry about it even if it is another thousand years.

El is now very unfortunate to join the ranks of the dead. 【Starter】

The edge of the ruins has been repeatedly swept by the night watchman, and there is no danger, but the closer you get to the depths, the more clearly you can feel a certain oppression. Ordinary warriors just feel a little depressed, but when they reach a strong person of El's level, they can feel that their perception is being affected, which is the sense of disobedience brought about by the intersection of the law of order and chaos, and it becomes more and more obvious with each step forward.

When the team marched to the deepest part of the first layer of ruins, there were only more than 200 people left in the team behind Roger, in addition to the troops who were sent out by the poisonous widow and the gold pointer to clean up the surrounding monsters, there were also some robbers' bodies showing obvious symptoms of maladaptation. Some people began to vomit inexplicably, and some simply fainted without saying a word.

The laws of chaos were evident here, and there was little wind movement in the ruins, but the torches in the hands of the people were whisking. The surrounding buildings began to appear strangely distorted and mutated, and the doors and windows that were originally square became like skeletons, even though they were built of stone. El looked at it with his true eye, and found that the doors and windows were still the same, and that the human vision was distorted.

The Isttalon warriors he selected were all experienced veterans, and there were no such things as the bandits, but there were also many who had cold sweat on their foreheads. Walking in the dark for a long time, normal people would feel fear and depression, and now this environment has magnified that feeling exponentially, and even elite warriors will feel pressure.

Guided by the Night's Watch warriors, Roger quickly found the entrance to the second level of ruins, which was actually an entrance, but was actually a cliff. The ancient city-state sank into the ground and split into three parts, with the second layer of ruins collapsing even deeper, completely cutting off from the first. Looking down from the edge of the cliff, it was pitch black with no fingers visible, and even El's eyesight could hardly see the depths below.

El had already calculated in his heart that if Roger wanted everyone to go down with a rope, he would turn around and leave without saying a word. It's easy to go down, but it's troublesome to come up, and if there is a problem, if you don't come back, you will be unjustly killed.

But fortunately, Roger did not make such an idiotic decision, and under the guidance of the night watchman, they soon found a downward ramp on the edge of the cliff, although it was a little steep, but fortunately it was not narrow, and it could accommodate two people in parallel, and judging by the smoothness of the road, it seemed to have been repaired manually.

"All hands in hand, look at the people in front of you, no matter what you hear or see, don't act rashly, follow the great army!" shouted the night watchman as a guide, standing at the junction, and then walked down the first with torches.

El instructed Palanti to take care of Lorana and walk to Roger's side by himself, with the strength of the two of them, naturally there was no need for such a primitive method as holding hands with each other. What really piqued El's interest was when he noticed that Roger's face seemed to be very unsightly.

"Don't tell me this is your first time coming in. El walked over to Roger and whispered half-jokingly.

"This is the third time...... Roger licked his lips, his eyes stared straight ahead, and whispered, "The first time I had an adult trial here, I was on the edge of the first layer, and I didn't dare to go deeper. The second time I came in with Blackbeard, when I was a small leader under him, and that time we went to the very back of the second floor, and I was the only one who survived among the twenty brothers who went in with me. ”

"What's down there?" El asked.

"Confusion. Roger said simply.

Before he finished speaking, he heard an exclamation from the front of the team, a robber with a torch suddenly rushed out of the queue, pulled the people around him and jumped off the cliff, the screams of the two people gradually disappeared from near to far, and after about a few dozen seconds, a muffled sound was heard from below.

"Calm down, you bastards!" Hearing the uneasy commotion in the ranks, Roger suddenly stood up and shouted, "Don't look down! Look ahead, keep walking, don't stop!"

The team began to move on, but El could easily feel that the bandits' morale had taken a certain hit. If you fall into the air, it's just that, but what everyone witnessed just now was the madness of the robber, and no one knew what was wrong with him, let alone whether he would become the next victim. There was no trust between the robbers, and in this case, they were even more nervous, and naturally they did not dare to speed up, and the speed of the entire team immediately slowed down.

"That's why I sought help from the regular army. Roger looked back at the silent warrior behind El, a wry smile on his face. Although his bandits are strong in combat, they are essentially a rabble, and their ability to withstand pressure in the face of adversity is obviously not comparable to that of specially trained regular army soldiers.

"They should be asked to pick up their pace, I have a sense of foreboding. El was not in the mood to laugh at this time, and said in a low voice with a calm face. (Go read OM) (Jiangsu.com)