In the corner as far as Gehr's eye could see, a wizened figure was seated in a recliner-like seat, facing him.

The figure was completely shrouded in a wide black cloak - it had now turned grayish white because it was covered with dust, but it was still possible to see the mysterious runes made of silver threads through the gaps that were not completely covered by dust, and at a glance, it made people feel a dizzying sense of time and space.

And the owner of the black robe was sitting quietly, without making a sound or moving, just facing Gehr with the shadow under the cloak, but just like that, Gehr felt a great pressure coming towards him, and he heard a sound that seemed to be composed of continuous weeping and wailing, like the ghosts of hell swarming out, like a nightmare.

At this moment, Gehr clearly felt the hairs on his arms stand up, and the scene in front of him began to blur, as if it was separated by a layer of frosted glass, and he immediately understood that it was a strong mental pressure that caused his nerve conduction system to deviate, affecting his vision. Faced with this, his body reacted instinctively, leaping backwards and making a defensive stance, though it would not be very useful to an enemy who could put this kind of pressure on him.

The expected attack did not come, but Gehr's action caused a chain reaction - with him as the center, everything in the room began to collapse from near and far, and the dust in the sky was suddenly stirred up, and everything returned to its origin and turned to ashes.

In his eyes. The utensils that had remained basically in their original shape collapsed downwards in an instant, and the dust in the sky was like a sandstorm. The smashing cover was over his head and around him, just for a moment. Whether it is sight, hearing, smell or touch, it has lost its due effect, and it can only feel a gray patch.

"Ahem, cough, cough~~"

After a while, Gehr, who had turned gray and white, retreated according to the location of the door in his memory, ran more than ten meters on the steps of the way back and forth, and then looked up and back, and then knelt on the ground and retched for a while, and finally eased up. He was choked to death on the spot.

"What the hell...... Ahem......"

Gehr didn't expect that all the attacks he had expected did not appear, but he was almost buried in this somewhat ridiculous way, and even if he was as resolute as he was, he would inevitably have some depression.

After a few minutes, the dust that kept kicking out the door calmed down, and Gehr simply cleaned up the dust from his body and walked back to the room.

Stepping softly to the door, Gell looked inside. I found that the room, which had been a little crowded with various equipment, was much wider, and of course, the dust on the floor was also much thicker.

Gehr immediately set his eyes on the black-robed figure who had given him a lot of pressure before, but it was a pity. The place was blank except for the dust on the ground, and there was no trace of it. It's as if it never existed.

Looking at the empty corner, Gehr suddenly sighed. This remain, which has been here for an unknown number of years, can put such pressure on him. One can imagine how powerful it would have been if its owner was still alive. This kind of power is unimaginable to him. But no matter how powerful it is, it is fair in the face of time, and in the end, dust returns to dust and turns into dust.

But Gell knew exactly what he was here for, and quickly retracted his somewhat melancholy mood and swept his gaze to the rest of the room.

The room after the "catastrophe" was empty, and everything except for a beautiful experimental stone table carved with Mithril threads and a small bookshelf in the corner, apparently made of some kind of metal, had been reduced to dust by the visit of Gel, the first visitor in countless years.

Carefully sweeping the dust on the laboratory table to the ground, Geer regretted to find that nothing had been preserved, so he could only look at the last intact bookshelf, but unfortunately all the books on this shelf had turned to dust and disappeared without a trace.

Hey!

Just when Gehr thought that there was no harvest here, he suddenly found that there was a cloud of dust raised from the bottom to the far right of the third floor of the bookshelf, which was a little unnatural, so he walked over and gently wiped off the dust, and sure enough, he found that there was a book left underneath, which had not turned into ashes.

There is no difference between the book and the tome in the general leather envelope, the cover is dark brown, and there is no characteristic, I think if the book next to it still exists, this book in the corner is very inconspicuous, but now there is only such a book left alone on the shelf, obviously, there must be something special in it.

Stretching out his hand, Gehr grabbed the book, and then exerted a slight force, trying to take it to his hand to examine it carefully, but he didn't realize that the book seemed to be part of the bookshelf, and as if it was firmly glued to it, it was not even touched.

Seeing this situation, Geer's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils revealed a bright luster, and his hand was on the book, but he did not continue to pull hard, but continued to exert light force from all directions, such as up, down, left and right, and carefully felt the feedback from the book.

It was only a little more than ten seconds later, Gehr's face showed a hint of abruptness, his hand twisted, and then pushed, and the book was immediately pushed off the bookshelf and into the groove that appeared at some point in the wall behind him.

After a few moments, the book shook and slid silently away from the wall behind it, revealing a dim passage that could still be seen clearly.

The direction of the passage continued downward, and Gehr looked at nothing unusual before stepping inside.

This time the passage is very short, after going down more than ten steps from the entrance is a right turn, Gehr walked around the corner and saw that continuing down more than ten steps is the end of the passage, revealing a very empty place.

The place was about the size of several football fields, and at first glance it looked no smaller than the gargoyle above. What's even more special is that this place is full of various stone statues. There are human beings, there are animal ones. There are plants, and there are many strange creatures of unspeakable race as templates, and most of these stone statues are stacked in a messy pile in the east and west, and many of them are less arms and legs, not many standing, and even less complete, but it seems to be a place where the various parts of the stone statues are glued together.

It's just that there is a dead silence in this space now, and there is no sound in silence.

Gehr cautiously stepped into the space, leaning against the light coming from the innermost wall. Carefully look at the stone statue.

Now in front of him is a stone statue with a height of about one meter and five, the arms are unusually strong, and the whole body is also developing horizontally, with a kind of stability like falling roots, and then looking at its face, it is square with a big nose similar to rosacea, plus the long beard of the chin that is braided into a whip, every detail is carved vividly, and even the expression of anger and horror on the face is very clear. Without looking at the grayish-white color of the kind of stone that composes it, one can even mistake it for a living person.

This is a dwarf, a well-known humanoid race that also lives in some groups in the Wormstone Rift. Some of them have become official wizards, and they can be regarded as official residents of the Aishi Rift, which is not uncommon.

Let's look at the others. Gehr soon found a variety of other humanoid races that he had seen. Some had seen it in books, and even those of the same race as the humanoid slaves he had captured the other day. Each one is carved with great craftsmanship.

After looking at it for a while, Gehr didn't find anything wrong, but there was always a very strange feeling that lingered in his heart, which seemed to be a little ominous, but there was no sense of crisis in the face of danger, which made him a little puzzled.

After observing the statue for a moment, and making sure that there were no animate structures inside, Gehr began to look elsewhere.

The floor, walls, and ceiling of this space are all made of stone slabs, and although there are many potholes on it, it is still very complete on the whole, and it is not as dusty as the room above, except for the innermost glowing wall, which is not attached to the stone slabs, revealing black dirt.

Naturally, Gehr focused his attention on this wall, which was different from the rest, and after looking at it for a moment, his heart jumped.

The glowing objects are a kind of transparent mushroom, and the surface is surrounded by a layer of transparent luster like water lines, which constantly spreads outward, and constantly emerges in it with colorful brilliance, which looks very gorgeous.

The name of this mushroom is Lorraine Crystal, officially the biggest purpose of the trip.

Gehr immediately walked briskly to the innermost wall, put on a pair of deerskin gloves, and plucked a crystal mushroom from the wall.

Wow!

A strange cry suddenly sounded.

I saw that the mycelium attached to the mushroom rhizome picked by Gehr danced wildly like a living thing, like tentacles struggling, and it was like a transparent crystal fungus covered with a strange human face, constantly changing in horror, viciousness, hatred, sadness, crying and other expressions, and every time the expression changed, a sharp strange cry would sound, into Gehr's ears, and suddenly it was like a sharp blade stabbing on the spirit, making the soul sway.

Although this kind of strange scream acting on the spirit can even make ordinary people unconscious, it has little effect on Gehr, who has an apprentice-level spiritual level, but it only makes him recover after a trance, and this situation is even more surprising to him, because this is one of the characteristics of Lorraine crystals.

The delighted Gehr took out a special storage stone box and wanted to put the Lorraine crystal in his hand, the Lorraine crystal in his hand seemed to have sensed his fate, and all his expressions were suddenly fixed in horror, and his screams became more and more poignant.

At this moment, his hand suddenly froze.

Wait a minute......

This emoji ......

Gehr suddenly remembered that this expression was almost exactly the same as the stone statues here, and every stone statue had this expression, and there was no other!

At this moment, an inexplicable wind blew abruptly on Gehr, then crossed his body, hit the wall and bounced back, bringing up some dust......

In an instant, a strong trembling sensation rose from the bottom of his heart, sweeping through his entire mind like a tsunami. (To be continued......)