"My lord, I believe your words, but it's hard to understand. Fezak said, "I'll never reach the stars, does it matter whether the world is big or small?"

"According to the records of the metal plates, their world was destroyed by the wall of storms. Siegel patiently explained, "The Wall of Storms suddenly appeared, encircled their home, and then gradually tightened, causing an extinction. Isn't it dangerous for you to think about it the other way around, when our world has been surrounded by a wall of storms?"

"But our wall of storms is receding, revealing a new continent. Fezak didn't understand.

"I don't think it's a simple coincidence that the Juggernaut of Nacos is on his quest for a world that is about to be destroyed, and they have their sights set on it. Siegel said, "Evan, have you heard of any information about asking the gods about the Wall of Storms?"

"yes, I've never heard of it!" Evan pinched his nose and suddenly became interested: "Interesting, really interesting." How did such a big thing slip through history?"

"I'm afraid it's intentional. Siegel muttered, "Who else in this world do you think has such abilities?"

Fezak hurriedly grabbed the mage's hand: "Siegel, don't think about it anymore, if it's really God's will, then don't go against it." After all, the gods are high, and their power is strong and real. It's just a secret, not worth sacrificing your life. ”

Siegel looked at Fezak, patted the back of his hand gently, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I just have some ideas, and I won't really take action." I have just seen the powerful power of the Elven Sage. I'm not stupid enough to offend them. Just because it's so shocking. That's when I got it. I know how to measure. ”

The old man nodded. "That's good, that's good. He babbled on and on, most of them related to Heim and Isaac. "Live your life and watch your children grow up. ”

After a while the old man felt sleepy, and Siegel called his attendants to send him back. Evan watched him walk away, then looked at Siegel and said, "When are we leaving?"

"Why now?"

When something unique happens, it's called a special case; It's called a coincidence, and three together it's called a miracle. But in Siegel and Evan, too many unique things converge to make them not suspicious.

The common sense of the world closed by the wall of storms is unnoticed, and the vanishing civilization rings alarm bells in their ears. The Lord of the Void is eyeing up, perhaps cleaning the dishes, preparing to savor the feast of the Thunder Wall Continent. And two young men with magical dice who no god wants to listen to the reply decide to find out.

They were heavily armed and the best prepared. Not to mention that the mage lord Siegel carries a full set of magic props, and even Evan, who usually only holds a long sword and doesn't even bother to wear leather armor. This time, he also put on a flying cuirass and a defensive cloak. Siegel prepared him with a protective energy charm and an adaptation ring, and on his other hand a ring to defend against mind control.

"The milky white bottle like milk is a healing potion. Produced by Mire City Red, it's not the same as the usual ones, but the effect is very good. Siegel said patiently: "The transparent liquid that is always bubbling is a vaporization potion, and the one that does not bubble is a stealth potion." The purple ones shrink, the blue ones get bigger, and the dark green ones are used for detoxification. ”

"I'm going out on an adventure in the future, so I'll take you with me. Evan shook his head and exclaimed, "Compared to you, those nannies of the Temple of Dawn are rookies!"

"They have God to take care of them, but I don't. Siegel summoned the defensive staff into his hand and glanced at Evan, "None of us." ”

The two men left a letter explaining the situation briefly, and then quietly left the camp to the pit of the tear ducts. Siegel cast dark vision, so the two of them didn't have to use torches to see their surroundings. Both Siegel and Evan were agile men, and they easily descended to the bottom of the pit.

The metal plate of the "writer" lay there quietly, I don't know how many years, and finally someone decided to open it.

However, the metal plate is made of special material and is extremely hard. Although it doesn't have any magical aura, ordinary metal-altering spells can't affect it at all. Siegel also tried high temperatures and freezing, also using acid and plasma, but the metal plate did not move at all, and there was not even a trace of reaction.

It was this characteristic that made the people of the Bull Rhino tribe shy away from the metal plates, believing that they were made by the gods and could not be desecrated at will, but Siegel and Evan clearly had no such concerns.

"This thing is so strong, how can it be opened?" Evan touched the metal plate with his hand, but couldn't find any gaps to take advantage of. His campfire, though strengthened, did not leave a trace of it. "If there is an artifact, maybe there is hope. ”

Siegel shook his head and said to Evan, "Don't be discouraged. Although this metal plate is strong, it was only written to record history, and it was not designed to be used as protection. The metal plate is indestructible, but you can enter it from the side. ”

"Didn't you notice that this is something like this on the side?" said Evan, "I looked, and although there was no text, the material was clearly the same. You can't open the top to open the side?"

"Think about it. Siegel said: "Although the material is the same, there are two kinds of boards with and without words. How are they connected? Will there be loopholes?"

Evan stomped his foot: "You're right!

"Isn't that what the planks look like?" said Siegel, "and I'll try to dig down and see what's down there." ”

The two men split up, searching carefully along the side of the metal plate. Evan smashed the clods and rocks attached to them, stroking the seams with his hands, hoping to find the loopholes, and Siegel summoned the earth elemental to continue his excavation.

As the minutes ticked by, Siegel found a way first. After digging three meters deep, he found that the metal plates were mutilated and a large area was enclosed with granite. I don't know why it took such a form, but after all, it is a direction that can be broken through.

Evan jumped down and knocked on the granite. Say to Siegel, "What are you waiting for?" Let your earth elemental knock it to pieces!"

"Be careful. The mage recited the incantation. Summons a small cocoleworm. The three-legged monster, shaped like an earthworm with jagged teeth, often pops out of the ground and swallows the victim's feet, chewing and swallowing. However, the summoned creature is not in danger of backlash, so Siegel has it dig a pit in the Earth elemental's body and hide it, and then let the Earth elemental pass through the granite.

The elemental creatures disappeared into the wall, like a person walking through a waterfall to the other side. Evan asked curiously, "Why is it so troublesome?

"The earth element is imperceptible to danger and is largely unaffected by harsh environments. You don't need to breathe, and you don't have to worry about diseases or toxins. Its ability to travel back and forth doesn't mean much. Siegel explains: "Cocoilworm is different, it has biological characteristics. Even if it can stay in the dirt for a long time, it still needs to breathe, drink, and so on. It's convincing to let it test the environment. ”

After a while, the earth elemental returned as he had been ordered. The cococole worm is still alive and well, unaffected.

"Very well, give me ten minutes, and then you can get ready to break down the wall. Siegel took out the crystal spar and carved the elemental rune magic array on the ground at the same time. This time, he summoned only earth elemental power, and pressed two scrolls on the top and bottom of the crystal pillar, placing them in the core of the spell together.

"What are you going to do here?" Evan felt like an idiot who didn't know anything. But I still couldn't help but ask.

"Let the two of us be able to escape like earth elements for the time being. Siegel said, "If that doesn't work, break down the walls." ”

The magic circle summons the power of the earth element. Acts on crystals. The scrolls covered with the crystal stone are fossils into mud and mud into stone, and there is a mutual confrontation and cancellation between them. But the balance can be changed. Siegel manipulates the crystal stone, adjusting the proportion of its elemental power to give the fossil mud the upper hand for a while.

The granite twisted like a viscous layer of glue. Siegel tugged at Evan, and the two of them squeezed in with all their strength.

They were standing on a translucent, solid platform, a material that neither of them had ever seen. It looks thin and light, but it's hard to the touch, and it makes an empty sound when you knock it. Looking up, they could see the metal plate overhead, and a staircase made of unknown material terminated underneath the metal plate.

They appeared to be in a shaft, with a spiral staircase leading down. The temperature here should be below freezing, but fortunately, both of them have the ability to adapt to the environment, which also allows them to breathe normally in the turbid air.

The stairs are so deep that dark vision can't see the bottom. With a flick of his staff, Siegel summoned five balls of light around him. The ball of light emits a dazzling light that illuminates the passage ahead.

As they expected, it was a shaft, about two hundred meters deep, built around a strange minaret. The minaret is slender and long, with a larger one in the center, about eighty meters high and twenty meters in diameter. Near its base, there are six identical minarets, only twenty meters high and about five meters in diameter.

All the minarets are made of metal, and there are no windows and no gates to see. It doesn't last as long as metal plates, so it's rusted over time. Looking through some of the holes, you can see strange lines of color, and many intricate pipes that are just as rusted and damaged.

There is no writing on the minaret, and even the symbols are too lazy to draw. Siegel thought of the inscription on the metal plate, perhaps to avoid erasure? But how did the writer know about the "erasure"?

The two looked at each other, and Siegel shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't ask me what this is, there are no words on it, so I don't know." ”

With the help of the lighting, they slowly walked downward, strange as they went. Why not use the material under your feet to make a minaret, so that you can prevent erosion?

The spiral staircase does not extend to the bottom of the shaft, but terminates ten meters from below. On the wall of the shaft, there is a closed metal door, slightly higher and about the same width as Siegel.

"At least those people should be close to us in stature. Siegel pushed the door open with a scepter. (To be continued.) )

PS: The two people who picked up the garbage started to act, uh-huh. Reward some bottle caps!