"Remnants of an ancient civilization?" The professor looked at the hunters suspiciously.

He really didn't expect Gordon and them to go to investigate the reason for Lan Long's anger, and they could actually involve archaeological discoveries of this level.

If the ruins of an ancient civilization were really as hunters described, they were on the scale of "an entire mountain", and they were basically intact.

That would be an astonishing discovery second only to the Ancient Pagoda of the Sea of Trees and the Pyramid of the Submerged Forest.

"And pandan is still at the top of the ruins, and a huge crack has been found." Gordon was halfway through when he was interrupted by Pandan.

"Occasionally, occasionally, meow!"

Xianglan seemed to be very proud of her discovery, and she crossed her waist and said: "That meow with a long crack, about twenty meters, and a wide meow, you can stuff Bobo into it!" Even almost fell into the meow, but fortunately the even response meow quickly! ”

"You can get to the point."

"Meow ——!" Xianglan patted the pork chop with dissatisfaction, and continued: "I even observed the edge of the crack meow, which has grown moss, but it is not too serious weathering.

So I even think that the crack should indeed crack and not meow for too long, at least not like the feeling of dozens or hundreds of years. ”

"Pandan is so good~." Hayatta crouched down, rubbing pandan's fleshy cheeks.

She knew that the latter liked such rewards the most.

"Meow~."

Ignoring the tired man and cat over there, Gordon said to the professor:

"We can't say for sure that the ruins and the cracks in the ruins must be the truth of Lan Long's anger, but there is no more reasonable guess for the time being.

These messages must be conveyed to the guild, so I recommend resting during the day and leaving the Lingfeng Mountains after nightfall. ”

"Reasonable judgment."

The professor sat up cross-legged, "Judging by your description, it should indeed be an ancient ruin, not an ordinary ancient ruin.

Then, there is a good chance that there are things left in the ruins that make the ancient dragon nervous.

There may even be some 'living creatures' that you are not afraid to go deeper. ”

The hunters looked at each other.

"Among the ruins of thousands of years, are there living creatures?" Gordon asked incredulously.

He said before that there was something running out or something, but he didn't have the brain to say it casually.

"There have been similar discoveries in the ancient tower."

The professor said vaguely, and then changed the subject, "The technology of the ancient ancestors has developed to a level that we can't imagine.

To take the simplest example, Gordon, Ling's epitaph greatsword.

What seems miraculous to us today may be just the most ordinary, most ordinary knife for the ancient ancestors, but your one happens to be better preserved.

Those technologies that can't be understood."

"That, that, that"

From time to time, Alva looked at the entrance of the makeshift camp, as if he was worried that something terrible would suddenly rush in, "Then should we leave as soon as possible?"

Let's leave that sub-peak, ah, no, that ruin, it's not too far. ”

"I'll have to wait until the evening." Gordon said helplessly: "Compared with those weird legends that don't have, the threat of Lan Long is more direct. ”

Anhill, who had rearranged his ammunition, also looked up and glanced at Alva, "Don't scare yourself, there's no such mess."

If something terrible had escaped from the ruins, it wouldn't have been left without a trace.

Except for the ruins themselves, everything around them was normal, and the herbivores didn't seem manic, fine. ”

Alva nodded quickly, trying to keep his gaze from staring at the dark entrance.

"Okay, don't think about it so much, if you have time to think about these things and some don't, it's better to sort out and refine the terrain information collected by Gordon and draw it into a map."

"Ah, okay, I'm good at this!"

Speaking of Alva, the professor turned his gaze back to the hunters, "You've been running all night, and you're all tired, so hurry up and get some rest."

As Gordon said, we set off after dark, and it was time to leave this place. ”

Night once again enveloped the Lingfeng Mountain Range.

Under the pressure of Gordon and others, Alva was forced to abandon a large amount of "unnecessary" luggage, such as books, papers, and painting tools.

In order to keep up with the hunters during the next evacuation, he had to reduce his load, as the professor had to carry him on his back.

"I can walk on my own." The professor, who was strapped to Alva's back like a baby, turned a little dark.

Gordon couldn't help but smile, "Professor, your legs aren't good yet, so it's more convenient." ”

"Forget it." The professor sighed, "It's okay if I'm embarrassed, it's good that everyone can evacuate safely, I don't feel good." ”

Gordon's expression became serious, "feeling" is difficult to talk about, the professor would say this, it should not be untargeted, "Professor, have you found anything abnormal?" ”

"Hmm."

The professor pushed his glasses, "The air pressure is a little low, I don't think the weather tonight will be too sunny and calm." ”

"Will there be a storm? Is it because of Lanlong? Gordon asked in a whisper.

"It should rain, but whether there will be a storm depends on Lan Long's mood."

Gordon nodded.

The professor has spent at least half of his life in the field or on an airship, and Gordon has full trust in his judgment about the weather.

Even if he has been in an almost completely closed camp for the last few days.

Gordon called his companions together and told them that there might be rain tonight.

The choice of traveling in the rain overnight may sound risky, but in order to get the news out as quickly as possible, it is even more important to avoid having too many dreams at night.

They decided not to change the itinerary.

"Are you all ready, after leaving the camp, we have to run non-stop, and it is best to leave the range of the Lingfeng Mountain Range before dawn."

"I'll try my best!" Alva didn't seem very confident.

Although his physical fitness is better than that of ordinary people, there is still a gap between him and hunters.

Gordon thought for a moment, took out two bottles of forcible pills and handed them to him, "Considering the danger, we can't stop to rest halfway, if you feel like you can't hold on, let's drink this." ”

"I see."

"Then let's go."

Gordon put on his helmet, pulled down his armor, and led the way out of the camp, with Hayatta and the others following.

Alva took one last look at the makeshift camp that had sheltered them for several days, and tightened the strip of cloth that held the professor's body in place.

"Professor, is that all right? Will it be too tight? ”

"I'm not that fragile yet, keep up."

The main peak of Lingfeng, the top of a giant columnar mountain peak shrouded in clouds.

The white dragon opened its eyes.

It looked east.

The faint smell of it made it restless.

Specks of purple-red light appeared on its gorgeous spiny fins, and it gently swayed its slender body and rose in the wind.

The water vapor containing mysterious power stirred the clouds around the peak, and the clouds coiled, gradually forming a huge cyclone that covered the sky.

"Rumble ——。"

In the cyclonic clouds, which were no longer white, thunder shone brightly.

The dull sound of thunder seemed to be a signal.

Warm raindrops fell to the ground, and the raindrops became more and more dense, eventually turning into a torrential rain that enveloped the mountains.

(End of chapter)