In front of them was a long, narrow passageway, the plastered plastered walls that had rotted and scattered, and pieces fell to the ground, revealing the stone shell behind them. I don't know what kind of technique the writers used, but the whole stone shell is completely integrated, and there is not the slightest trace of splicing.

There were some transparent crystal shells scattered all over the ground, but they were not as hard as real crystals, and they would shatter and make a clicking sound when you stepped on them. Since Siegel had cast a spell and could not detect the signs of living creatures and necromancy, the two only had to watch out for the traps so that there was no need to sneak in.

On either side of the passage is a small room with many strange things. Since there are no descriptions of the written symbols, explorers can only guess their purpose from their appearance.

"This one can spin and blow the wind. Evan said to Siegel with a smile as he ran his fingers at the three iron leaves connected by the roots. "What did you find there?"

"This is supposed to be someone's bedroom, and the pile of wreckage lying on the floor could be a bed. Siegel pointed with his staff, "As we expected, the human body here is about the same size as ours, with two hands, two feet, and a head. ”

"You can tell so much from the bed?"

Siegel sent a ball of light flying into the corner of the room. "Look, there's a set of clothes there, one piece at top and bottom, doesn't that explain their appearance?"

Evan walked over to pick it up and take a look, but the clothes were so damaged that they turned into splinters and dust on his hands. "Let's go, there's not much to see here. What I'm looking for is a transcript, but I'm afraid the hope of finding it is getting slimmer. ”

There are various threads everywhere, buried under the surface of the walls, arranged neatly. Siegel pulls one out and discovers that its surface is made of a rubber-like substance that has become brittle with the passage of time. If you rub it, it will all fall off. Inside is wire, most of which has also been corroded. It's something like that, all over the dungeon, like the human body is full of nerves and blood vessels.

He suddenly had a sense of déjà vu, isn't this what the plasma lines on the Void ship are? Could it be that the plasma flowing in these thin lines is also plasma? Siegel thought for a moment, then shook his head. After all, plasma is something like liquid flow, and it contains a lot of energy. And it keeps escaping. There is not enough space in these thin wires for it to flow, and the skin wrapped around it cannot withstand the energy of the plasma.

Maybe it's electricity? Siegel had a flash of inspiration. He focused for a moment, passed the current to his fingers, and sure enough, it flowed away along the line. A glass ball on the wall lit up slightly, glowing yellowish.

"Come again, come again. Evan tapped the glass ball with his hand and said to Siegel, "You seem to have found something amazing." ”

To be on the safe side, Siegel aimed his staff at the "wires" and cast a stronger lightning spell. A flash of brilliance flashed. The glass balls on the wall suddenly became very bright, and then they all exploded with a few "pops". The wires also smelled foul, and there were fires in several places.

The mage snapped his fingers, and the flames were all extinguished. He looked at Evan and said, "It's hard to master, and most of the things here are about to break, so let's explore first and then experiment." ”

"What do you think this is for?" Evan looked around, "according to your translation." Isn't this a refuge? I don't think so. If you look at the beds here, one for one room. It's so relaxed and comfortable, where is there a place to take refuge?"

Siegel nodded: "I feel that way too. A lot of space was wasted, especially that shaft. So we can't trust the words on the metal plate, so we have to be more careful. ”

"How many years have you said it's been here, and will there be any traps that still work?"

"From the perspective of metal corrosion, it is only about 200 years. But it's a sealed environment. It doesn't make sense to extrapolate time from rust. Siegel replied, "The things here are powered by electricity, but now that there is no electricity, if there are traps, most of them should be out of order." ”

"You know, I always feel like something is going to happen. Evan drew his sword and held it in his hand. "Look. My campfire was shaking, and it had a premonition that there was another fight. ”

"Don't push your sword with your own hands shaking. I'm pretty sure I didn't make you a smart magic weapon. Siegel said this, but he also tightened his grip on the defensive staff. Several spells are at hand and ready to use.

They continued to walk inward, passing through this area lined with small bedrooms. In front of them, a crooked gate blocked the way of the two men.

"It was smashed by a collapsed roof. Siegel looked at it for a moment and said, "Let me open the passage." ”

Since the things blocking the road are very mixed, with metals, rocks, and strange translucent materials, it cannot be excavated by the earth element. Siegel dragged Evan back, then raised his index finger to gather the magical energy on it.

Evan sensed danger in this spell, a purely devastating force. He carefully observed Siegel's movements, noting down the signs when the spell was cast, making it his own experience.

The dissociation ray is a powerful destructive spell that disintegrates and erases the structure of matter, breaking it down into harmless elements. This spell has a strong destructive effect on both physical and magical effects, and is a powerful combat spell and deterrent for mages. The Elven Elemental Surge Circle also uses some of the design ideas and functions of the Dissociation Technique, but more gently and slowly.

A green ray shot from Siegel's fingertips, hitting the obstacle that was pressing down on the door, and then they all disappeared without a sound. There was a little more dust on the ground, a fresh, moist wind passed over their faces, and the temperature around them rose a little - that's what was left of the clutter after it had been dissociated.

Two people open the door and in front of them is a small garden. There used to be a large tree standing in the middle, surrounded by flower beds and resting chairs. But now all the plants have died, leaving only piles of debris in the humus.

The cracked ceiling was pierced by the trees in the middle, and now only the layer of soil that was constantly seeping water remained. This is most likely beneath the Lake of Tears, so Siegel casts a spell that turns the dirt above his head into rock, which will support him for at least a while.

"Siegel, I found a couple of tattered clothes here. The pockets are empty, I'm afraid they were thrown here at random, right?" Evan checked around, then pointed to the next door, "Shall we continue?"

"Don't worry, let me look for it. Siegel reached into the earth, connecting the power of the earth elemental to detect in all directions. Soon he made a discovery, in the dirt beneath a seat. He dug up three things that looked like chestnuts.

"This can't be the seed of a big tree, can you plant it?" Evan reached out to take one.

"The druids are experts at this, and I need to try it before I can tell you that I hope to bring this plant back to life. Siegel gathered the seeds before Evan reached over, smiled at him and said, "If you want to share the treasure, you have to wait until you get out." ”

"I think it's better to strike first. Evan withdrew his hand and strode to the next door.

Plant seeds can be preserved for a long time, and can continue to germinate even after thousands of years of freezing, so Siegel is quite confident. But there was one thing that always made him suspicious: here he saw the remains of dead plants, but what about the "people" who lived here, and where were their bones?

Evan had just found some more clothes on the ground. It's all one-piece coats. One of the more terrible speculations is that when people in the past died here, the clothes were actually the last things left of the dead bodies, and the skeletons in the ordinary sense disappeared for some unknown reason.

Although the saying goes, "dust to dust, dust to dust", it is still difficult to completely turn the physical body into dust, except with spells such as dissociation rays. Siegel had examined the fabric, soft, waterproof, and warm, but it didn't feel like it was resistant to dissociating rays. Why the clothes were left. The body is gone? It doesn't make sense.

He told Evan to be careful, then suppressed the thoughts. Keep following him.

Outside the garden is a circular corridor, and red and blue arrows can be faintly seen on the ground, pointing to the left and right. For Siegel and Evan, there was no difference between left and right, and they picked the left side and walked over.

They found a place full of strange buttons and glass panels, where the "wires" were the densest. Siegel finds a constructed creature in the corner. It's a pity that it uses a metal structure, and its body has long been rusted and turned into a useless garbage can. Evan was very annoyed and picked up a few pieces of clothing with his sword and threw them aside: "It's so weird here, I haven't seen anything of value." ”

"Not necessarily. Siegel removed a board from the constructed creature. It was covered with fine and tight lines, and there were some small parts that he had no idea about the function of. "This may be their circle, and the style on it is very similar to that of the Nakus Undead. I've learned a few of their plasma rune systems, which are very advanced. ”

Evan opened one metal box after another, revealing strange parts except wires. He began to get a little impatient, imagining where the strange treasures and the volumes full of the vicissitudes of history were, and these tattered lines were not a good thing to show off. When he heard Siegel's words, he asked curiously, "What are the Neghus undead, and are their things valuable?"

"Their magic technology is very advanced, so I won't tell you about it. All you need to know is that part of the magic circle I led in Heim was learned from them. You can't see those elements that appear every day anywhere else, can you?"

"It's true, not even the Mage Guild can do that. Evan picked up a piece of wire from the ground and said, "Why don't I bring some of this stuff back?"

Siegel shook his head, it would be futile to bring back something that he had no clue about. And according to the general philosophy, the more things that can be preserved for a long time, the more valuable they are.

Room after room was much the same, and they only harvested a few strange utensils in their hands. Some resemble ballistas but have no strings or ammo slots, some resemble swords but only the hilt remains, and some appear to be clear glass, but when Siegel has electricity in his hand, it changes color.

They rummaged through the cabinets, sparing almost every inch of space, but the documents that the mage wanted most were found in nothing. Siegel couldn't help but be a little discouraged, and without other evidence, it would be difficult for him to prove that the speculation on the metal plate about the destruction of the world was correct.

"Siegel do me a favor, this door is too heavy!" Evan shouted from the front. "Either you can 'beep' with the green ray, or call your Earth Elemental Giant to help!"

The mage had another idea, and instead of using dissociation or summoning the earth elemental, he stood in front of the door and chanted the incantation.

The mage has a spell called percussion that can open all kinds of doors. Metal locks, latches, chain locks, and even doors sealed with mastic can be opened.

I don't know if magic has any effect on the gates here. (To be continued.) )

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