It turned out that outside the exit of the passage, there was a steep cliff fifty to sixty meters high! Below the two of them, a huge valley suddenly appeared. In the valley, the field of vision was wide and clear. There was no pervasive fog and mist, but a large group of magnificent buildings appeared! ! These complexes look gorgeous at first glance, but if you pay close attention, you can still feel the fatal destruction of time.
These buildings look quite similar to the architectural style of the surrounding Dubai Asians, but they are more solemn and dignified. In addition, behind the withered and dilapidated buildings, there is a thousand-year-old resentment and helplessness rushing towards us. !
It was probably afternoon at this time, and even the sun that was gradually slanting westward shone down from the sky, coating the huge ruins below with a layer of melted gold, with a double brilliance and a double desolation.
At this time, Fang Senyan finally deduced the true identity of these Dubaiyans. They turned out to be remnants, people left over from a once glorious and huge empire. When the empire collapsed in blood and madness, these people The people who were most loyal to the empire fled to the Holy Land to survive, but they were preserved by the special natural danger of the Dubai Swamp.
However, due to the lack of writing and inheritance, these most loyal people have forgotten the glorious civilization and technology after dozens of generations, and survive here silently, the only one that has been passed down, It is religion, because only religions and beliefs that can brainwash can create the most loyal and fearless fighters! This is the most important thing to maintain their rule.
At this time, the pursuers were approaching, Fang Senyan didn't care about feeling so much, and followed Mbenga quickly climbing down the edge of the cliff. The cliffs here are not too steep, but the weathering is quite serious. Sometimes, with a little help from the feet, the rocks will collapse crazily under the feet, as if a landslide has occurred. Help, each knife can be deeply inserted into the rock, I am afraid that it has already fallen down.
After the group of pursuers from above caught up, seeing Fang Senyan and the two fleeing downwards, they were startled and angrily yelled and cursed loudly, but they had no intention of chasing them. Throw it over!
Fortunately, Sheyan had been on guard against their move before, so he let go of his hand and fell down. After falling five or six meters, Sheyan saw a protruding rock on the rock wall. After hitting this rock, he stabbed +7 West hard into the rock wall!
Immediately, I saw the rock rolling down with a splash, +7 West scraped a long spark on the rock wall, and the smoke and dust spread, this sharp long knife finally caught Sheyan, those The thrown weapon was blocked by the protruding rock above, and there was a chaotic sound of clanging.
Fang Sheyan didn't delay any longer, and when the downward momentum of his body was slowed down, he kicked towards the rock wall and drew his sword out of the situation! Then, after falling five or six meters, stab the knife deeply into the rock wall. Although this would do great damage to the weapon, it was a last resort for Sheyan. It is really inconvenient to have one hand.
After landing safely, the pursuers really had no way to chase in. When Sheyan's feet touched the ground of the ruins, the nightmare mark sent another reminder:
"Warning, warning, Contractor 1018's stay in this world has expired."
"Warning, warning, Contractor 1018 has entered the inner area of the hidden world Dubai's giant swamp, and you will continue to consume universal points at a rate of 10,000 universal points per hour."
"Warning, if your general points are not enough to pay, you will be forced to sell your equipment to pay for it."
Sheyan took a deep breath! ! 10000 points per hour! This can't be described as burning money, there are only two words, "prodigal!" He turned his head at this time, but found that he didn't know where Mbenga had gone in the fierce battle just now. It was only after he came into close contact with the ruins that he discovered that the stone materials used to build this incomparably magnificent city were very special, showing an iron-blue color, just like the stiff complexion of a dead person after a day and a night.
The stone is worth a glance, but if you stare at it carefully, it is dense and stretches into a piece, branching and leading to a very far place, hidden among the ruined walls and vines. And Sheyan even noticed that there are many bones under the cliff, that is, around himself. Only a few of these bones are human, and most of them look like large fish. Someone threw the remains of these foods down here.
Seeing this scene at this time, Sheyan guessed some ins and outs and fragments hidden in the history. In the past few years, there should be some changes in the inner area of the entire Dubai Swamp. It should be some kind of The biochemical balance that existed for thousands of years was broken, or even out of control. The Dubaiyans living in the inner area began to gradually lose control of lickers, mutated spider crabs and other weird creatures, and gave up one after another. The village, in the end, was so embarrassed that even the largest central sacrificial village was abandoned...
Under such circumstances, the remaining ones who were relatively noble and qualified to enter the core area to guard the last temple ruins could only retreat sadly and enter the final line of defense—the maze-like passage for refuge. The original intention of the original design here should be the last line of defense of the temple ruins. Relying on the favorable location, the mutated monsters were finally kept out of the periphery, and the two sides also fell into a stalemate where no one could do anything to the other.
The last Dubaiya guardians also needed to eat and drink. Sheyan estimated that the designers of the Dubaiya Empire at that time also considered this point. Among the cobweb-dense passages, one or more should go deep underground. It should be possible to access the underground river, and the continuous river water can bring sufficient food and drinking water...
Of course, there are quite a lot of doubts in Sheyan's conjecture, such as how the ecological balance that has been maintained for thousands of years was broken, and what kind of mysterious role Mbenga played in this, but Sheyan believes that Even if there are some discrepancies in the details, his reasoning should still restore the general situation. It is absolutely impossible for Fang Sheyan to make such serious mistakes that even set the general direction.
Sheyan glanced at the center of the city at this time, there was a huge altar there, and there were faint traces of something piled up on the altar, Fang Sheyan's eyes flashed, and if there were no accidents, he would ignite it there. The bonfire, whose light is enough to cover the entire ruins, should be the huge fire pile mentioned in Bernard Falk's logbook.
Speaking of which, this place is very close to the destination of my trip, but half of the people who travel hundreds of miles are less than ninety, but Sheyan clearly knows that the closer to the destination, the closer to the truth, the closer to the truth. Dangerous, his nerves are completely tense at this time, and he slowly pushes forward...
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The setting sun has gradually dimmed behind the dark clouds, so that the dark clouds have a layer of burning gold, which smears the scene in the ruins into a layer of soft afterglow, but the coldness of the night has emerged, and it feels as if It is the sun that is retreating in helpless silence under the pressure of darkness.
In front of Fang Senyan was a tall sarcophagus. The entire coffin had been deformed by thousands of years of wind erosion, and even had clear cracks, but the strange thing was that there was no grass growing around it. The lid of the sarcophagus has been opened with a gap, and a strange black gas can even be seen inside, making a slight "chi chi" sound, floating in the air. It is not a poison or a trap, but a corpse fermented and fermented. A miasma that has existed for thousands of years.
Taking advantage of this gap, Sheyan lowered his head. A seemingly slight scratch on his waist has turned purple, and it has penetrated deeper into the surrounding skin. This is an injury caused by a previous mechanism. The cluster of arrows has been exposed to the wind and sun for thousands of years, yet they can still exert a certain poisonous effect. Sheyan felt that half of his waist was numb at this moment.
Flipping his wrist, he quickly opened it from the space and took out a spare scalpel. After hastily disinfecting it, he drew a "ten" on the wound, and blood gushed out quickly. A piercing itching. At this time, Sheyan also distinguished that the arrow clusters should be covered with metal mineral toxins, similar to lead, phosphorus and the like. It's not the kind of botulinum toxin derived from long-term decay, or the nerve venom secreted by living things.
Therefore, although this injury will not endanger human life soon, it is not easy to be removed, unlike those biological toxins that can be relieved immediately as long as the right medicine is found.
Fang Senyan injected himself with a dose of medicine, closed his eyes and rested for a while, saw that the miasma in the sarcophagus had dissipated, then walked over in a staggering manner. Pushing the sarcophagus away completely, ignoring the decayed bones, he picked up a diamond, a gold brick, and half a bag of gold sand from inside. These things were immediately sold by Fang Senyan to general purpose, because he is very short of money now!