"Are you sure it's here?" Luo Jia looked forward to the city, which didn't look like a human track.

The Knight of the Grail frowned, recalled it seriously, and replied honestly, "I don't know. But the blood slaves of the Skull-Building City, the dependents of the Shadowless King, and even the Benefactor of Virginia say so. ”

"You're still so communicative?" Luo Jia grunted.

"I don't know them," Narek replied sincerely, "I just picked a few that I could fight." ”

"You ......," Roga swept away the dust and seriousness of Narek's face with a complicated expression. Haven't you considered whether what they say is true or false? ”

"I thought about it, so I picked more than two of each and played them separately." Narek was right. "It doesn't matter if it's fake, I've encountered it for a long, long time, and I've encountered it many times. Whenever I can, I will inspect it, and one day, I will complete my mission. When the time comes......" His eyes were blank for a moment. "Everything will get back on track."

He jumped onto the half-human-high stone facing him, and jumped down again, the half-rusted pieces of armor clanging, and Luo Jia could clearly see a few pieces of crumbling falling.

The young proto-decent skin twitched, and silently bypassed the way, only taking a little more than four or five steps.

He still couldn't quite understand Narek, but at least the path under his feet was back on track before he did.

Shelley once said, "Looking at the mountains and running dead horses." Luo Jia thought it was funny. But when he actually put it into practice, he realized the cruelty in it.

From seeing the silhouette of Bethlehem, but actually getting to the city, it took them half a day. Fortunately, neither the older nor the younger one need to drink water and rest, otherwise the journey will be prolonged.

"Here...... It's kind of weird. This was Luo Jia's first comment after seeing the city gate.

Frankly, outside of Bethlehem can be described as quite pleasant. As soon as we approached the forest, a crisp and moist breeze replaced a hot and dry wind mixed with sand, which lifted the young primordial spirits.

Lined with green trees, in addition to a few plant species, it is not far from the forest in Luo Jia's memory. From time to time, you can catch insects and birds, although it is not very dense, but it is already precious in the desert.

But when we looked closer, the trees had invaded the city, and the thick roots had dug deep into the walls, squeezing out cracks of greater or smaller, and in some of the more exaggerated ones, new saplings had poked out of the canopy.

Luo Jia took out his dagger and hung it on the crack covered with mossy dirt, and the crack took on a luster white, a texture between metal and rock, and it made a loud sound when it was struck. The original body inexplicably feels a little similar to animal bones. He dug for a long time, but still couldn't find a seam, and his small eyebrows were already wrinkled.

"Have you ever seen this material?" He asked Narek, and the well-informed Knight of the Holy Grail only shook his head.

There is no trace of a river around, and for plants to flourish so much, there must be an underground water source. The material of the walls looks very sturdy, and it must be quite rare. The materials used to build the walls were either large or unusually large. It takes a lot of manpower and material resources to put these unknown layers of masonry together. Such a shelter is undoubtedly unavoidable in the sandstormy desert, but now ......

He looked up at the majestic gates, the two heavy gates firmly closed, also covered with moss, but faintly visible the white background and the delicate reliefs on them.

Luo Jia gazed sadly for a moment—there was once a thriving city, and the craftsmen who carved these images must have been quite proud, because only a sincere heart can make the lines so flexible. He touched it lightly with his small palm, expressing his sorrow from afar.

A warm coolness spread from his palm, like a sigh.

"Do you need to smash it open?" Narek had raised his sword.

"There's no need to ...... all the time Wait a minute? Luo Jia let out a low sigh and checked again. Shing mun...... It was bolted from the inside. ”

He bit his lower lip and clenched the dagger, the bat-shaped dent reassuring him a little. If the city is really abandoned because of the cataclysm, there should always be residents who have fled. Unless no one survives overnight, or...... Someone is inside.

In this abandoned, untended bleak pearl.

Luo Jia thought carefully for a while, probed left and right, and finally synthesized all factors, combined with a rigorous logical test, and came up with a result.

- Indeed, the gates of the city must be smashed.

The precocious primordial was inexplicably embarrassed, and nodded to the Grail Knight as much as he could. The latter, apparently impatient, swung his sword and smashed it towards the city gate.

Compared with the behemoth that is four or five meters high, the rusty lightning stone looks quite funny. But Roga didn't doubt that Narek would never leave his ...... Sabre.

Inexplicably, he felt that the lightning strike stone erupted in mid-air with a burst of dazzling light, and when he looked closely, it seemed to be the reflection of the scorching sun. His heart trembled at the delicate relief.

However, the expected loud noise did not come, and the two gates could be said to have opened smoothly, without the sound of chains and bearings, and even the normal sound of pushing was gone.

The sight of the desolate city opened up to them. If it weren't for the moss still on Luo Jia's hands, he would almost have thought it would have been.

The empty Narek seemed unfazed. He clenched the hilt of his sword—Roga had learned not to look at the strip of blood-soaked cloth he had wrapped around his hand—and as soon as he stepped into the city, the stony floor was dusty, and the frightened insects flew up, circled and fell back to the wall.

It was once truly a desert pearl. This was Luo Jia's first reaction.

Although somewhat brutal due to the lack of repair, the slightly undulating ground with the symbols on the masonry and the gutters on both sides of the road. The buildings that are accessible take on a streamlined shape that is almost against the laws of physics.

Most of the villages and small towns along the route of Luo Jia are simply built with mud and rock, just to shelter from the wind and rain.

But in Bethlehem...... Luo Jia found a kind of pursuit of beauty, and a certain higher level of mystery, a kind of calm and arrogant that transcends the instinct of survival. It's as if the inhabitants of this place were once above all living beings, and they are at peace.

He blinked in confusion, realizing a melancholy that did not belong to him, and he had not had such a deep emotional soil in his life for more than ten days.

Luo Jia was saddened by an ancient, absurd and indeed glorious being, for the sake of the craftsmen who believed in the immortality of their homeland, and thus engraved their love on the masonry.

Tears streamed down his face.