The ancient ruins are crouching in the darkness. The millennium has not eroded the sturdy artificial building materials, but it has eroded the human atmosphere that once existed here. A cold and humid air entangles in the vicissitudes of corridors and rooms. There is neither anger nor death in the air.

This atmosphere lasted for so long until it was broken by outsiders.

The radiance of the magic spar illuminates the way forward, and the heavily armed Cecil Combat squad walks deep in the corridor under the direction of the Byron Knights. They are careful and engrossed, as if they are ready to deal with those swooping from the darkness. The monsters that came out, even though they entered the relics until now, the only creatures they saw were just a few mice.

The Byron Knight is at the forefront of the team, and a soldier behind him carries an oil lamp. In the case of bright magic spar, the illumination of the oil lamp is not too great. Its main function is Provide an early warning when there is oxygen deficiency, and react when there are shadows and unclean things around.

According to the order issued by Gao Wen, they went deep into the remains of this ancient mountain. Now it is the second day of activity in the ruins. The things seen along the way still have not changed much. It is nothing more than a well-planned, wide to amazing corridor. And the empty rooms, the structure of the mountain body at the beginning gives people a very complex feeling, but after a period of exploration, they can grasp the law: this facility is obviously not designed for people who are lost. .

But no matter how boring things are seen on this road, Byron has done his duty to draw the map and mark the rooms.

The light of the magic spar shines into another deep room. Byron and others came to the end of the corridor that was temporarily marked as the “third corridor”. The soldiers marched in a vigilant formation and confirmed that the safety of the room was set at the door. Downs: They are going to take a break here.

Exploring in the dark ancient ruins is a rather frustrating thing. The physical exertion during walking is nothing, but exploring in the dark is quite a test of human spirit. The soldiers brought this time are already experienced veterans, but still need to rest in time to go on.

After checking out the risk factors, the soldiers camped on the open space in the corner of the room. They placed the magic spar around to provide illumination, then took out their own dry food and water, and took time to replenish their energy. Byron sat in a magic. Next to the spar, look at the map on the hand by the light.

This hand-painted map shows the areas that have been explored. Because the corridors and rooms are very regular, the maps are very simple and easy to understand. Although the three-dimensional facilities have caused some trouble in drawing maps, It is not a problem that the plane of each layer is drawn on paper alone.

Byron, a mercenary-born, is very familiar with this.

"Adult, this layer seems to have nothing," said a veteran. "The useful things have been removed."

“The things that are valuable are often in deeper places,” Byron replied, pointing to a place on the map. “According to the previous rules, this should be the big step to the next level. Go here later. Go."

"Yes."

Byron put his attention back on the map and glanced at the oil lamp that had just been turned on, and the bright flame was still burning and shivering with the breeze.

Wait a minute... wind?

Where is the wind coming from the ruins of the mountains? Does the venting hole not form such a large airflow?

The vigilance cultivated during the mercenary period made Byron not let go of this detail. He immediately closed the map and wet his fingers with saliva to feel the wind.

“There is airflow here,” he immediately reminded. “Let a few more lights and look for it. There should be more than one entrance and exit in this room.”

The soldiers immediately acted and began to look for hidden doors and organs in the room, and soon they found anomalies.

At the end of the room, there is a distinct rectangular depression on one wall, like a gate, and there is a pile of decaying debris next to the recessed area. It is a wooden shelf and steel scrap after the millennium weathering.

Before the room was dimly lit, and the ruins itself could see similar wall depressions and debris piles. Most of the traces left after the equipment was removed, so the soldiers did not pay attention to these things.

But there is a stream of air blowing out of this place, which is clearly connected to the outside world.

Byron ordered the soldiers to remove the accumulated debris, and revealed a piece of metal buried in the wall. It was a cylinder less than half a meter in diameter, perpendicular to the ground, and half buried in the wall. The exposed part is covered with a complicated pattern, and the upper part is still a downwardly inclined plane: obviously it cannot be used as a countertop for resting items.

"What is this?" A soldier looked at the metal column curiously, with a nervous look on his face. "It won't be a trap..."

“No,” Byron shook his head, recalling some common sense that Gao Wen gave to himself. “According to the Duke’s adult, this kind of appearance is usually used like this...”

As he spoke, he placed his hand on the inclined plane at the top of the metal object, but the latter did not respond.

Byron’s face is flawless: “Of course, most of the things in this area cannot be used. After all, it will be bad after a long time. This is common sense.”

A soldier said awkwardly: "Adult, have you picked up your gloves?"

Byron's old face was not red, and he also glanced at the big soldier: "Then try it!"

The opposite is not the soldier that Byron brought out. It’s not at all polite. After taking off the gloves, I learned what Byron had just put on the slope.

In the next second, the complex pattern on the surface of the metal object was slightly bright, and there was a slight vibration from somewhere. When the soldier’s face was horrified, Byron heard the metal inside. There was a somewhat distorted and unusually dull sound: "Detection...sample tester...stabilization period...allowed to pass. Opening the isolation door..."

Then, along with the sound of the ancient organs, the sunken place on the wall actually turned inward and revealed a previously hidden passage!

Everyone is stunned and stunned.

"I... I didn't do anything," the soldier hurriedly pulled back his hand and looked nervous and helpless. "You all looked at it."

Byron glanced at the dark passage behind the door, suddenly took off his gloves and placed his hand on the metal slope.

The metal device also illuminates, and quickly the old-fashioned sound is heard from inside: "Detection...sample tester...stabilization period...permitted, the isolation door is already open."

"I can do it too?" Byron stunned, then frowned, and ordered a soldier. "Come and try!"

The soldier had the same kind of hand on the device, and what happened after it was exactly the same: the metal device lit up and a voice came from inside to inform the permission.

Dare to be able to pass the test when the individual puts it on.

"Most of it is broken..." After testing the two soldiers again, Byron slightly relieved. "After all, such an old thing."

A soldier cautiously asked: "Adult, there are still people..."

"Go in and see," Byron was still cautious, but his heart was already a little bit leaping. As a former mercenary who had never smashed the ruins of the South, he seemed to have smelled the good things. "Looking for so long. Finally, I found it a little!"

......

While Byron and his party continued to dig into the remains of the mountains, a new guest was also embarking on the new territory of the Cecil family.

This is a young and graceful woman, wearing a light gauze dress that is not like Ansu, with her long hair behind her, a lavender veil covering her face, leaving only a pair of bright and agile The scorpion was exposed, and she walked into the territory of Cecil in such a large way, passing through the soldier's post, passing through the camp and now is the gate of the town, walking through the neat wooden houses.

Cecil’s congregation came and went to her side to go busy, but everyone turned a blind eye to it.

The woman wearing the veil walked in such a big way, obsessively observing the town, which is theoretically only a few months old. The well-ordered wooden houses can be regarded as qualified town buildings in other places. After all, in most parts of this era, the living conditions of civilians are not even comparable to such houses, but in fact these wooden houses are still obviously "transition". "Building", because on both sides of Zhenzi Avenue, you can also see the houses that are being demolished and remodeled. Those houses have been compacted and built with bricks and tiles, which is obviously the next generation of houses in this town.

The strange noise came from afar. The woman wearing the veil looked at the sound and found that the direction of the sound was a factory building with smoke. She curiously walked over and opened the door brightly and saw the inside. The sight was stunned.

It turned out that this is the place to burn bricks, but there are two strange machines in the shelter in the center of the yard. One of the machines has a distinct magical reaction. It is rotated by some magical organs and used. The powerful shaft drives the other machine connected to it, and the machine continuously presses the sediment mixture as a raw material into a regular porcelain brick. These two machines are not only efficient but also do not require complicated Control: Only two civilians wearing denim were watching by the machine, and more people were busy loading the fast-formed bricks onto the cart and pushing them neatly on the other side of the yard. It is a row of kiln that is several times larger than the ordinary brick kiln.

What are the two large magic devices... What?

Magic institution? But what about the mages who control them? Who is injecting magic into them? Who is regulating their magic flow? Who controls their speed and starts and stops?

Is it difficult for the two ordinary people who have no magic reaction? !

Speaking of it... This place seems to be able to sense the magic reaction everywhere. This is really strange. Is it true that this territory is built on a magical focus?

The woman wearing the veil wrinkled a good-looking brow. She wanted to take the two machines apart and take a look at it. But to make such a special move, I am afraid that the sneak or psychological suggestion will be invalid, so she can only Regretfully shook his head and left the yard to close the door.

At this moment, a seemingly familiar, energetic voice suddenly came from behind her: "Ah! Which one are you?!"