Five days have passed again. There is still half a month before the Franco-Austrian League College Student Potential Competition, and at this time, Lin Luowen has already polished the seventeenth yuan point to the last trace of black.

In the quiet room of the apartment, Lin Luowen took out a silver fruit with a subtle and mysterious silver pattern on it, and looked at this limit-breaking fruit as beautiful as the stars in the sky with some fascination. This is a fruit he got in the actual combat assessment of the college entrance examination, and it has not been used yet.

Swallow it in three or two bites, and the jelly-like slightly sweet fruit turns into a stream of liquid and enters the abdomen. Lin Luowen closed his eyes, and his spiritual power visualized polishing the seventeenth yuan point, and a mysterious feeling came to his heart in a trance, and then the last trace of darkness on the seventeenth yuan point was gradually lit up.

At this moment, Lin Luowen's whole body flashed with the light of seventeen yuan points, and a large amount of yuan power poured out from the yuan points, and this yuan force began to transform Lin Luowen's entire body. He could feel the power of his body, his spirit, and his Yuan power becoming more refined and powerful. Soon, the transformation was over, and a large amount of free Yuan Force emerged to make up for the shortcomings. Lin Luowen stood up, and some blood, bruises, and sludge appeared on his body. Went into the bathroom and rinsed it off.

Clenched his fists slightly, a powerful force surged, and he felt that he was much stronger now.

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This is the northern part of the Mesopotamian Plain, at a distance of 30 degrees south-east of the Franco-Austrian Alliance, and a Yuanli train is rushing at an extremely fast speed like a long dragon, and it took a lot of time for the Yuanli train, which reached a speed of 800 kilometers per hour, to come here from Xiuda City on the northeastern border.

In summer, the rushing Euphrates and Tigris rivers nourish much of the plain. As the train crosses a long bridge, you can see the wide river and the magnificent scenery rushing below.

Getting off the bus from a medium-sized city, Lin Luowen was wearing a black combat uniform, and next to him was Qingmeng. It's still some distance from Babylon, a large city in the southern part of the plains, and only a few faint shadows of the world-famous Tower of Babel can be seen.

Two hundred kilometers away, there is the ruins of an ancient city. Its name is Nineveh.

Standing in front of the ruins of the huge city, Lin Luowen was able to see some of the remnants of weathered buildings, which had been buried by the winds and sands of history. As a result of the observation, admiration, and excavation of later generations, an area was cleared in the middle of the city, a sunken valley-like area known as Little Nineveh. Many archaeologists who love history, wanderers, poets, astrologers, philosophers, and many other people come here, and some of them continue to dig down or to the side. Here, a large number of ancient artifacts, antiques, weapons, buildings, etc. have been unearthed, and there are still a large number of merchants in Little Nineveh who sell Seleucid objects, most of which are fakes and imitations, and the real valuable things are long gone.

According to records, Nineveh at that time was "full of mourning and starvation, and the people were eating each other." At the beginning of the Seleucid Dynasty, the farmland near the city became increasingly desertified, and the inhabitants gradually moved to the nearby new capital, Seleucia. Later, the rolling yellow sand completely obscured the former glory of Nineveh. Yes, before the reign of the Egyptian dynasty, this region was ruled by the Seleucid dynasty. The city of Nineveh was the largest city of the Seleucid dynasty at the time, and its status was similar to that of St. Ovie, the capital of the Franco-Austrian League today. Over time, the Tigris and Euphrates rivers were forcibly diverted, and the beautiful Mesopotamian plains were gradually formed.

Later, it was the northern artery of the two river basins, with the Tigris River flowing through the northern part of the city ruins and the Euphrates River in the east, and then the two great rivers flowing to the south of the Mesopotamian plain, where the mighty city of Babylon was.

Lin Lowen stood on the hillside, looking at little Nineveh in the valley. A passage was read out of his mouth, his fingers pinched, and the word "Xun" was silently said in his mouth, and a purple arrow appeared on his finger.

After a long history of erosion, only a very small part of the ground remains. A large number of urban buildings have been buried in the ground. It was also frequented by gold prospectors and tomb robbers who were eager to find the royal palace built by Sennacherib beneath the ruins of Nineveh. However, without exception, none of them were found, perhaps because the Assyrian royal palace had been looted by powerful men.

From here, you can walk down the 3,000 stairs to the little Nineveh that is now planned. Lin Luowen walked on both sides of the street, and there were a large number of statues, paintings, furniture, parts of the building, etc., on which the main image was the image of Gilgamesh, the body of a man with a human head, and some gods. Some of the stone slabs depict reliefs of the Nineveh court, including the sassy and heroic appearance of King Sennacherib during his hunting and the bloody battles of war.

From time to time, a merchant in a wrapping robe shouted: "A silver ram unearthed not long ago, an authentic antique from the Seleucid period, extremely collectible, first come, first served." Similar words are endless, and most of the streets here are lined with open-air stalls, and people walking in them, such as Lin Luowen, are not uncommon with weapons on their backs.

Qingmeng was wearing a large hooded robe, retracting his fingers into it, wearing a cyan demon mask, and silently followed behind Lin Luowen in a bronze mask.

The young man who was looking down from the hillside looked up, his face showing a hint of intoxication, he looked into the distance and smiled, and next to him was a middle-aged man.

The streets were starting to sparse out, and it was a remote place with an old well in front of it. Quietly running the secret method to find the beast, the purple-red arrow was just pointing towards the well.

"Go, Qingmeng, take a look."

Qingmeng's body speed was extremely fast, much faster than when Lin Luowen saw it. I saw a cyan shadow flicker, and it appeared at the bottom of the dry well. Searching around, seeing that there was no switch or anything like that, Lin Luowen jumped down. A soft sound landed below, and the arrow of the beast hunting guide pointed to a twenty-degree angle to the north-east, slanting downward.

Qingmeng's claws stretched out, and the cyan and slender claws were like a cold light, instantly cutting open the mud in front of him. In this way, Qingmeng opened a path ahead, and Lin Luowen followed behind him. Running the clear eye, I can clearly see everything in the passage, and this sloping passage finally reached the end after dozens of meters.

What appeared in front of Lin Luowen and Qingmeng was a bronze gate, which was carved with simple and complicated lines, which combined into a strange pattern of a human head and a cow body. Qingmeng's claws landed on it, and blue-black demonic power (alien beasts are variants of demon beasts caused by various reasons, and they belong to a branch of demon beasts) appeared on its sharp claws, and with a click, the claws pierced through, and the bronze door shook. Lin Luowen drew his heavy sword, and the rich dark red flame battle qi gushed out vigorously, blessed with terrifying power, and a sword fell on the gate. With a bang, the door was blasted open.

In front of them was a deep, dark passageway, flanked by dry oil lamps, and the gas that had been closed all year round seemed to have a rancid smell.

Walking downward, half an hour later. They finally saw some light. At this time, they were standing in front of a huge palace, the gate of which had been destroyed, and some tiny creatures that glowed with light and light swam in large numbers.

Entering the palace, sixteen tall beams and columns stood against the top of the palace, and the palace was decorated with a large amount of gold and silver.

What they didn't know was that as the bronze gate was opened, some light came out of a excavated place in the northern part of Little Nineveh, and the sight immediately attracted people's attention, and large groups of people came here from all over Little Nineveh, and they began to dig down. Soon they also found a way down, and these ecstatic people poured into it like migratory fish.

At this time, a young man dressed in a gorgeous costume, with narrow eyebrows and a high nose, looked at the dry well below, followed by a middle-aged man of ordinary appearance, medium stature, with multiple layers of eyelids, and his face had the wind and wrinkles left over by the years.

"Persirodo, what did that kid named Lin Luowen do here, and entered an underground passage. Could it be that this is one of the things recorded in that mysterious crystal? Rodrigo Iscario said, touching a ring on his finger, something his grandfather had forged for him that could track someone's fate-related forces (a rough trace of fate that some Franco-Austrians considered to be the real powers of fate), and all it needed was a single hair to vaguely know the direction of someone who was far away.

Persirodo, a retainer of the family of the Lord of Iscario, has made a spiritual vow that he will not reveal any of his chats with Rodrigo about the mysterious crystal. This is a necessary means of secrecy.

"This Guardian Sword student named Lin Luowen has risen in a short period of time, and he must have obtained some kind of rare treasure, perhaps the treasures of various regions of the Franco-Austrian Alliance are recorded in it. Young Master Rodrigo, his subordinates don't think they can let him continue to grow. And you should get back what is rightfully yours. Percirodo smiled a little flatteringly. Then, the two went down and walked through the passage.

At the same time, some members of the Glory Society, who were in Little Nineveh, also got the news and went to the passage dug in the north, where their coat of arms was a black Tower of Babel.