Under the dry well, there was silence for a long time.

Connor stood in front of the molten relic, a book in his hand, and words in his mouth. The old man was like a butcher with a hunting knife in his hand, and like a devout believer when he held a book, praying at this moment.

"Professor, you've read it more than a dozen times. Looking at the thinning hair on the top of his head, his student, Banzel reminded worriedly.

After graduating from the Military Academy three years ago, Banzel was sent outside the wall to study the mysteries of the relics with Professor Connor.

In this space buried deep underground, the world's greatest secret is hidden. All the spells in the territory world are recorded in the twelve passages of the basement, and there are tens of thousands of handwritings, including records of species carried from the ground.

The central main space also had a large pile of unsorted handwriting, and they were waiting for the construction of Passage 13 to be completed, as there was really no room for new secrets.

After graduating at the same time, there may be only a few of them left outside the wall with him, and it is better to study spells underground than to die at any time on the ground. The excavation of the relics had made no progress, and the spells had no sense of it. The tragedy of the 756 investigation made them realize that if they didn't speed up, there would be no end to death.

"What the hell is wrong?" Connor grabbed the hair on the top of his head again, "Aren't holy relics the most sensitive to spells? ”

The Sword of Order of Atolis was also obtained by chance, as can be concluded from the legend of the King of the Round Table. Perhaps only the Archmage knows the true secret, but he is dead, and there is no record or circularity of what secrets he told to others. Connor sighed, the people didn't care about any of that at that time, they just knew that they had got a wise King of the Round Table of Atolis.

At this moment, there was a sound at the thirteenth blockade gate, and it was the people who had been exploring the way back. They all had gray faces, but one of them, a girl named Hyazuko Kawako, had the brightest eyes, like a small flower blooming on the scorched earth of the apocalypse.

But no one had the heart to pay attention to the scenery.

Banzel withdrew his gaze a little unnaturally, and went up to help him unload his tools.

"Why did you come back? ”

Connor closed the book, turned to them and asked, "Is it ruined?"

He gestured to the handwriting piled up on the ground, "There's no time to build a new one." ”

"No, Professor. Hyazumi stepped forward and said, "We found another passage in the passage of the thirteenth. ”

"It's normal, it's the space where the huge pressure of the gas is formed. ”

With the support of the source matter force field, he had absolute confidence in affirming the integrity of Passage 13.

"No, we found something at the mouth of the cave..."

Baiye Chuanzi took a cloth bag and reached out directly to pull it in, "Look, it's a head!"

Connor looked at the skull in her hand and couldn't help but take a step back, the old man felt sick to his stomach early in the morning, he had just eaten breakfast.

"You're a girl...... Don't pay attention to it, be careful that you can't get married in the future. Connor knew she did it on purpose, and cursed viciously.

"Not all of us do what we do. Baiye Kawako comforted herself. Indeed, if anyone knew that they were dealing with dead people, monsters, and so on, who would dare to approach them.

"I don't know what has been dead for hundreds of years, and it scares you like those training soldiers. Baiye Kawako countered.

"Alright, get it out of the way. Connor finally couldn't help it and waved her away.

But she didn't, and continued to reach into the bag, looking for the true face of the skull.

"This skull ......" Connor's eyes widened as Hyazuko spliced it together, "this...... This is a lord!"

Hyaba Chuanzi took a wooden tray and held up a strangely shaped head.

Few people know that lords have heads as big as humans, and they possess the same intelligence, and their frontal and parietal bones are almost identical to those of humans.

"It's impossible, there have only been eight lords, and seven of their heads are still in the underground labyrinth of the Prometheus Pavilion. I'm going to send a message back to the academy at once and tell Vargana boy. ”

"What a great discovery this is, there are more than eight lords in history. Someone had already taken out the letter bird that was sealed in a wooden box and handed him a pen and paper.

"You organize a team to investigate immediately, and I'll go and see for myself later, and I'll definitely be able to uncover more secrets. ”

Baiye Chuanzi responded seriously, and Banzel stopped her and said, "You all make a little adjustment first, and leave this kind of thing to us who have never worked." ”

Even if he wandered in the wasteland outside the wall all the year round, Yi Mu's ears were blown red by the cold wind overnight, and when he came back, he was covered in blood, and the cigarette in his mouth seemed to never go out.

The two hunting knives hanging from the horse's back were rotten, and it turned out that these trial students had nothing to do all the night, but they were all cut down. Although those people blew the cool breeze all night, they were still grateful. The beloved horse who has led the predecessors must be waiting like an uncle.

The people of the school are worthy of being the elite of the territory, and even after a lot of wind and snow last night, the horse team of supplies still arrived on time. Unloading food and wine from the car, Luca Kristel was counting the list, and it was heartwarming to hand over the matter to the school. Some things just need to go through a process, but Luga is such a person. Let's say he's rigid, he doesn't look like he's serious, in short, he always seems to have a reason for doing things.

Yi Mu just doesn't like such people, too regular, too dull, too boring. He walked over with a big grin to say hello to the horse team, and went straight to a jar of wine. Luga saw it, but she just turned a blind eye.

Wine is the indispensable food of the Northern Plains, and it is a waste to give it to those little ghosts who use it to warm their bodies. It's only because of the wine that the hunt is more energetic. The first time he drank, he got drunk in one sip. Although he was drunk, he was also bold, so he ran away from home to chase his ideals. The second time he drank, he encountered a lurking monster in the trial outside the wall, and the predecessor who protected him died as a result. He drank the wine left by his predecessors, and he was still drunk in one sip, but looking at the bloodthirsty monster, it was not so terrifying. The third time he drank, he was covered in wounds for the blood feud of his predecessors, and he couldn't sleep at night, but this time he was not drunk and didn't feel pain, and he woke up the next day and became an alcoholic.

These little ghosts know what wine is, and look at their wrinkled faces one by one, as if they are taking medicine.

A letter bird flew overhead and squeaked and landed on the flat ground behind it. It's coming from the east, from the guys underground.

Ten minutes later, more than a dozen war horses gathered in front of a huge pothole.

"This is the hole that blew up last night!"

Yi Mu looked at the bottomless hole and the hole at the entrance of the cave was covered with snow and said, "I'm really lucky that those people are still alive." ”

At the entrance of the cave there were just pillars hanging from a few rusty pulleys, and someone came up from the crane and shouted at them, "Call your men to come and help, there is a white hole here." ”

In a passage underground, which was originally small, the further you went, the more spacious it became, and Banzel became more and more worried. Chuanzi doesn't know how long he's been walking in, he just feels that it's so long, it's outrageous, but it's never end.

This seemingly infinite non-circular passage is actually defined by some kind of rule. Usually we call it the realm of order, and people who fall into this kind of place tend to see strange things and encounter strange things. The folk mostly define this situation as a supernatural event.

Although it is supernatural, if you know its rules, you can break it as easily as breaking glass.

The order that Banzel fell into is similar to Rule 89, the Mobius Realm, which is to go back and forth to the original point, but this time, it seems to be a little different. Morbius spells it "Mobius" in the Code of Order with an ancient spell, and together with the Relic, it can issue a rule that traps people in the Circular Realm. At this time, as long as the person concerned wakes up and breaks the outlier in the cycle, or someone throws a stone into this field, he can be rescued.

But......

"It's not the Morbius realm, Banzel. ”

Chuanzi looked okay and smiled reluctantly, every time he encountered this kind of thing, he would have inexplicable fear and sadness, as if there were countless souls around them at this moment crying.

Her smile was like the only flower blooming on the scorched earth of doom, and Banzel no longer avoided her gaze this time, she just wanted to look at the flower quietly.

"No, this realm is non-circular, it's a new order. ”

The space is getting bigger and bigger, so big that it's impossible to bury it underground. The disk swirled in a panic in Banzel's hands, and they had long since lost their way.

"I don't know what's going on with the professor, this kind of thing should be left to us. He has a poor sense of direction and has to go out in person, and when he encounters this kind of rule, I am afraid that he will be stunned. Chuanzi said casually.

"The professor has his wisdom, and maybe not as unlucky as we are. "Banzel walked through this seemingly endless passage, forgetting the passage of time. Inside, Banzel hoped that they would be stuck here for a little longer, as long as possible. He hid himself well, and no one knew that he still had a girl in his heart. This girl had lived with him for seven years, but he was a nerd who could only recite spells, and he always fell last in physical fitness classes, and the girl who laughed the loudest was the girl in front of him.

It's really unproductive, Banzel, why do you keep following behind a girl and let others see your back!

Just as he made a move, the pressure under his feet suddenly gathered, and he stepped on something he had never done before. The passage in front of him suddenly appeared completely pitch black, this pitch black was not darkness without light, he raised the lamp bottle in, and in his vision was a whole tunnel through the rock, and the path under his feet became regular, straight to the black spot at the end. The black lines on the left and right walls are silent and vicissitudes, and I am afraid that there are more than 800 years recorded in books and papers.

"Are these order codes? Chuanzi went up and touched the words on the wall, which was a different ancient and new form of "mantra", which she could also see that there were similarities in their writing forms.

"It's not them, it's a mantra that is an interpretation of them, and the spell doesn't have a direct effect on us, but it causes an element called the source to react. Banzel pulled out the symbolic hunting knife from his waist and carefully dug through the wall with its sharp blade, dropping the powder only to prove that it was ordinary dirt or a source substance that had depleted "energy", Banzel patiently explained.

Something in the world neither comes into being out of thin air nor disappears out of thin air, it just changes from one thing to another, from one form to another. This kind of experience written by the ancients in books, Chuanzi will also recite it backwards, but what is this thing, and what is "can"?

"A superficial understanding of 'can' means can, can. Banzel pointed to the flame in the bottle in his hand and said, "The professor said that this is 'can'." ”

The professor said. Chuanzi deliberately lengthened the speed of these three words, and mocked as always, "The bachelor of the military academy is nothing more than that." ”

Banzel scratched his head in anguish, how to explain this, it is difficult to explain, "There is a burning oil lamp hidden in the stone, which is the essence of the 'source' matter." "Sort of. It's just a strange thing, it's not that there are any ghosts living in it, and if there are no gods and ghosts in the world, some things are complicated to understand.

"I suggest that you don't scratch your head in the future, otherwise you will see what the professor looks like, although, you are the proud disciple of the professor. ”

Chuanzi bent his mouth, and he was already seen as bald in his eyes. The illusion created by this damn realm of order had no effect on her, and for him, there was something in the world that he could not understand, could not understand, in addition to the incomprehensible thing of "can......