Lolana once doubted the authenticity of the legend of the King of Thieves, not to mention whether such a person really existed. The earth-shattering battle that turned the land within a radius of hundreds of miles into what it is now, what relics can the ancient city-state in the center of the battlefield leave behind?

The answer to this question was quick, and it was far beyond their expectations. After three days of galloping, Roger led them to the entrance to the ruins of the ancient city-state. The endless hilly terrain ends here, with a large canyon that runs from east to west dividing the brownland hills in two. If you can stand on a high place, you can see the land on the other side of the canyon, and there is hardly any sign of life.

A chain bridge that looks like it has been battered by age connects the two sides of the canyon together, and the other side leads to a huge cave in the opposite canyon wall, and the howling wind creates a natural whirlpool at the entrance to the cave, blowing the chain bridge outside to shake constantly. The choppy river runs under the chain bridge and heads west, and this is the largest and cleanest source of water in the brownland hills, the Thorn River.

Although the terrain may seem so dangerous and terrifying, there is a large number of indigenous people gathered at this end of the chain bridge. The size of this settlement is at least five times larger than that of the Golden Hand, and it looks like it has the rudiments of a town. Outside the settlement, El saw the golden cutlass mark hanging from the doorway, which was now Roger's territory, according to the custom of the brown hills.

Before entering the settlement, El had a vague sense that something seemed to be wrong with the atmosphere, not that he intuitively sensed danger, but that there was a sense of peace. The inhabitants here are not at all like the natives of the brown hills, and look more like ordinary people in the town of Lille. Along the way, El even saw caravans set up stalls in the settlement, and lightly dressed dancers sang and danced in the crowd, each with a faint smile of joy on their faces.

If you change to another place, there is nothing surprising about this peaceful atmosphere, but it is a little scary to think about it. If Roger had governed this place like this, he wouldn't have believed it if he had killed him. If he had that great talent, why would he snuggle up in this place to rob him of the position of the king of robbers?

"Welcome to the Sahara Fire Convention, the great festival of the decade in the brownland hills. Roger rode his horse to El, smiling, and said, "During the festival, all the forces of the Brownearth Hills will put aside their grievances for a while and gather here to celebrate the blessings of the River of Thorns. You've been recognized as our guests, so don't worry about being attacked here. ”

"I thought we were here to get down to business. El scanned the situation in the settlement and said in a deep voice.

"Of course, there is still some time before the official opening of the Flame Congress, and our destination is the passage across the canyon. Roger pointed to the huge cavern behind him and said, "If we succeed this time, we will come back just in time for the festival." ”

"The ruins of the ancient city-state you said are in that cave?" El asked, somewhat confused.

"That's not a cave, my friend, it's the Devil's Throat. Roger had a grim smile on his face.

The demons summoned by the ancient city-state lost control and not only brought destruction to themselves, but also opened a passage to hell by the demons, and the demon army poured out of the hell and swept the entire brown earth hills with lightning speed. The demon lord "Gluttony" Taclark descended to the mortal world and swallowed the ancient city-state that was still stubbornly resisting at that time into his stomach.

Later, the gluttonous Tarclak was defeated by the ancestors, and his body sank into the earth as rock, and the ruins of the ancient city-state were buried underground, leaving only this passage on the canyon cliff, which is believed to be the esophagus of the demon lord, so it is also called the devil's throat.

The veracity of this legend is no longer verifiable, but after listening to the story and taking a closer look at the shape of the cave, El can't help but feel a creepy feeling in his heart.

The contingent of more than 1,000 people rested in the settlement for half a day, while replenishing dry food and drinking water. For the inhabitants who have settled here, exploring the ruins of an ancient city-state through the maws of demons has become a symbolic daily ritual. In addition to the large-scale exploration organized by the king of robbers in the past, the rites of passage of the aborigines, the trial of courage and other ceremonies can be placed here, which can also be said to be another form of material to the fullest.

Even trained horses could not cross the rickety chain bridge, so all horses were left in captivity in the settlement. The wagons accompanying El's men also began to be unloaded, including a full hundred steel tower shields, as well as the accompanying heavy weapons. These big things are not things that horses can carry after carrying people, so they can only be pulled in the cart.

These pieces of equipment may seem bulky, but if you want to explore the ruins, they are the most advantageous to rely on when facing unknown monster attacks. Although the carriage slowed down the overall speed of the procession, when Roger found out, he agreed with it, which is exactly the force he wanted to use.

After crossing the chain bridge and entering the Demon's Throat against the violent whirlpool of air, the cave was not so strong in the wind. El walked over to the rock wall and tapped it, and found that the rock was black throughout, harder than ordinary granite, and perhaps the legend of the demon lord was not necessarily unfounded.

"It's obsidian, a derivative of magma flowing through the rocks. It can only be seen in areas of volcanic eruptions, but since it was once connected to the Underworld, it is not surprising that there is lava. Lolana leaned in behind El and whispered to him to clear his doubts.

"I'm thinking...... Why is Roger leaving now?" El glanced at the bandit leader in the distance and whispered to Lorana, "You see that after we rested in the settlement, it was already afternoon. Even if the ruins of that ancient city-state were not far away, at least it would be dark when they got there. ”

"If you look at the robbers' expressions, they are hardly nervous, indicating that this path should not be dangerous. Lolana stole a glance at the robbers beside her, leaned into El's ear and whispered, "And I found that the settlement outside is not well defended, if the ruins of the entrenched monsters are not far from them, there will definitely be more guards here just in case." But there is no one here, so that means ...... They set up a very reliable level in a dangerous place ahead, just as the Valley Pass is to Isttalen. ”

"At least a level that can hold thousands of people? That's not an exaggeration to say it's a fortress. El whispered quietly, he watched the robber's footsteps, and a meaningful smile crossed the corner of his mouth: "It seems that this guy's background is not shallow." (Go to read OM) (Jiangsu Net)