Claude had never imagined seeing such a large-scale magic tower ruins on this cliff facing the sea. In Vericro's narration, he said that the diameter of this ruins is almost as long as his big red brick house, which is estimated to be about forty or fifty meters. But when he imagined it in his mind and actually saw it in reality, Claude realized how big the gap was between the two.
"This is simply a castle," Bockaar marveled.
"No, I think this is bigger than Renaissance Plaza," Erickson said.
Fuxing Square was the camp where Sterling IX fired the first shot, and it has now become a memorial square. Before the four of them came to Bailuzhou, yesterday morning, they attended the Renaissance Festival celebration organized by the school. A square that can accommodate a gathering of two to three thousand people is indeed very large in the eyes of Erikson and others.
Vericro walked to a broken wall and knocked on the stone wall with the stick in his hand: "Claude, come and see, am I right? This wall is exactly the same as the rocks on the mountain road."
Indeed, Verricro was right. When you get closer, you can see that the material of this stone wall is the same as the huge flat rocks on the mountain road. Even though these broken walls are covered with moss and vines, they are thicker than You can clearly see the fracture of the stone wall, which is about one meter long, and it is the same material. The only difference is that the rocks on the mountain road are only flat on the upward side, while the rocks on the wall are smooth both inside and outside.
The tallest remnant walls of the ruins are two or three meters high, and the shortest one is half a meter high. The steamy sea breeze blows day and night, causing the bottom of these remaining stone walls to be covered with moss, while the tops are speckled with white. Powder congeals.
Verricro said: "These are all salt powder, brought by the sea breeze. It is edible, but it is a bit bitter and difficult to eat."
The ground inside the ruins is not flat. On the contrary, the left third of the site is a mound-like pile of rubble. From the inside of the ruins to the cliff outside, it is the land of this pile of rubble. It’s just that time will erase all traces. There are already a few low trees growing on the rubble pile, and the bottom is covered with weeds and shrubs.
"I really don't understand why this magic tower collapsed. Look at the tower walls made of such thick rocks. Don't tell me that it was blown down by the sea breeze. That's really a big joke." Bok'ar snapped. The wall mused.
Erikson held his chin with his hand, frowned, stared at the stone wall, and made a gesture of studying: "It is impossible for the sea wind to blow down the magic tower, maybe a tsunami will be possible. But if the tsunami can be higher than If this cliff were to collapse this magic tower, our Bailu Town would no longer exist. Moreover, in the past few hundred years, Bailu Town has not recorded any natural disasters such as tsunamis. At most, there are only a few storms every month.
Apart from tsunamis, the only thing that can cause harm to the Magic Tower is earthquakes. However, Bailu Town has been established for thousands of years, but there has never been an earthquake. By the way, my father once said that there is also the ruins of a magic tower on Bariama Island. Bariama Island is thousands of miles away from our White Deer Town. It is impossible for an earthquake to happen to knock down two magic towers thousands of miles away."
Viricero laughed: "Hey, you two come here and carry your things. Don't make excuses to be lazy and wonder about anything. My father told me that this magic tower was destroyed by explosives."
Bok'ar was very unconvinced: "How did your father know? It's been hundreds of years since this magic tower collapsed. How could he be so sure that it was caused by explosives? Why is gunpowder so powerful? It can destroy such a solid tower." The magic tower was blown up"
Your father is right, Claude thought to himself. The diary contains a record of a magic crystal explosive gunpowder invented by the mage named Landers. He said that it can blow up a mountain into a big crater. How about that? It's more than enough to blow up this magic tower.
Verricro shrugged: "I don't know either. I asked my father the same thing at that time, and then asked him to knock a bag on my head. He said that I was dead. Although hundreds of years have passed, But the traces left by the explosive explosion will not be eliminated. Looking at the broken walls and the pile of rubble, it is obvious that the bottom of the magic tower was damaged by a large shock wave and the tower body broke and collapsed. .
You know how my father was famous in the royal capital when he was young.