Steel steam and flame

In the evening, all the groups got the additional items and approached the uninhabited area of ​​the volcano again.

Cressy and Trono also set out in person soon after, walking along the path that was submerged in the grass. They speculated that the prey was probably looking for something. The appearance of the "germs" should not be a coincidence, a change in the natural environment, or a phenomenon caused by some man-made instrument.

The weather is getting clearer, the clouds in the sky have dissipated a lot, and the white moonlight makes the surroundings look even more bleak. The four of them stopped when they could clearly see the huge black shadow of the mountain range. It was not far away from the mountain range, and they could still move forward a long distance, but the light green light that gradually appeared around them forced them to stop. Come down and think about something.

"Miweijia, please go back first. Without knowing what the 'germ' is, the further back you go, the higher the risk to you." Clexi and others have clearly felt the changes in their surroundings. The concentration of a certain substance in the air has increased a lot. They don't feel anything strange yet, it's just that the slightest touch on their skin makes them alert. Miweijia doesn't seem to be doing well now. Among the four, only her surgery is in the second stage. He wasn't in a hurry, but his breathing still became abnormally rapid.

"It is directly dissipated in the air. Ordinary gas masks have no effect. Clothes can resist, but only a very small part. It can be said that there is none." Resa took off the breathing mask on his face and sighed. , "I really don't know why the prey comes to a place like this. If it is looking for something, then this thing is too special."

"The prey itself has many doubts. Judging from the current situation, it is still within an acceptable range. The three of us can continue to move forward. This is far beyond the range that the prey's perception can cover." Trono took a step forward. But it could be heard from his tone that he was not very willing. Unknown things will always make people not want to touch them.

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Cassia is already very familiar with the cave network. After being prepared, Cassia was not in a hurry to enter the place where the spiral staircase led. He spent a day or two exploring the caves surrounding the connecting hall. After making sure that nothing would happen after he entered the spiral staircase, this Then he opened the round stone slab and walked in.

But it seemed that the stone slab was not expected to close automatically. When Cassia reached the middle of the stairs, with a roaring friction sound, the round stone slab returned to the distance at an extremely fast speed, sealing the exit tightly.

There was no way, Cassia could only move him away again, and used the pneumatic sword to dig around the round stone slab, revealing the transmission device inside. It is made of the same material as the ball device and is prone to wear and tear. Because it couldn't be destroyed, Cassia violently dragged out a piece of the main transmission gear with a steel cable, and then walked down the stairs again with peace of mind.

About forty meters deep into the ground, there are also shrunken stone paintings inside the stairwell, most of which are repetitive. The further down you go, the more intense the smell of silence in the air becomes. There is also white light pollution here, and the concentration is much higher than in the hall. The surging feeling completely overwhelmed Cassia afterwards. If it weren't for Sukarius's method, maybe the dragon tissues in the body would also be awakened by these feelings.

Every step was taken carefully. Soon, a vast, lonely dark space appeared in Cassia's perception. It was far more spacious than the hall above, and the staring beam of a strong flashlight failed to illuminate its end. What appeared under the light were only pieces of coiled jade-like dragon bones. There were many, many, and Cassia could only find this adjective for a while.

I saw Grote's mark at the top of the stairs. This should be the last location.

"These sleeping dragons don't seem to have appeared in the original agreement." Cassia lit a pile of solid fuel at the top of the stairs, and the fire illuminated a small area.

A dragon skeleton was not far from the flames, shaped like a bulging mountain. An ordinary rib was the size of three or four adults, with a little reflected fluorescence. The bones were very smooth and showed no signs of being transformed into fossils, but there were no strange words on them like what Blino had seen.

Inside that huge spine, basic consciousness is still hidden. The moment the fire light rose, all eyes focused on Cassia through the two empty eye sockets on the skull.

Cold sweat broke out on his back and forehead for a while. Although he was sure that he had taken away the energy source above, he was still a little scared. If there was another separate energy source here and it was activated because of something being sensed, Cassia really didn't dare to imagine the consequences. Cassia was sure of this the moment she stepped out of the stairwell. Because the feeling of "germs" that have always been around me has become very, very light. As for where those "germs" went, he could only think of the explanation that they were absorbed by these sleeping dragons.

It took some time to get wiring and lamps to illuminate this wide underground space. It is about twenty times the size of the upper hall. It is a real cemetery of suspended animation. The size of each dragon is much larger than what Brino has seen. Just a preliminary count shows that there are two to three thousand complete dragon bones entrenched here.

It is also an irregular circle, and its specific shape should be like a six-pointed star. The curved keel is scattered from the center point. The ground was very flat, and there was no trace of any digging at all. Strange writing appeared on it again, but it was more like an artistic style. There are also many lines the size of an adult's arm, which are combined into strange patterns, covering most of the ground of the six-pointed star.

Cassia walked around in a circle, using the six-pointed star as the background, and drew it with the paper and pen she brought with her. It is not difficult to see the meaning from the somewhat awkward patterns.

"The circle should represent the sun, the semicircle represents the moon, and this patch of small dots is probably the stars." On the pattern, the sun, moon and stars appear in triangular positions on a background of hexagrams. They are surrounded by large or small circles and connected to each other to form a complex pattern. The dragon bones placed on the sun, moon and star patterns are also larger than those around them.

"It should be something needed for priestly activities, maybe a symbol of that time, just like the pattern on the imperial flag." Cassia thought, but as a national flag, this pattern seems too cumbersome. It is more like an art painting composed of circles and lines. Even if it is drawn by Cassia's hand and he has no sense of aesthetics, he can feel an incomprehensible beauty from it.

I can't say what made me feel beautiful, I just felt that way, like when I see delicious food when I'm hungry, I instinctively have a strong appetite.

After walking around here for a few times, Cassia did not see the second-generation holy sword mentioned by Grote. But at the center of the six-pointed star, that is, in the center of this space, a huge stone coffin was placed there. There is Groat's mark next to it, and at the end there is a smiling face drawn casually with a sharp tool, as if to commend those who came here.

Cassia couldn't laugh at all, and couldn't even feel relieved. He kept hinting that it was just a psychological effect, but the looks from the dragon bones put a lot of pressure on him.

After walking around the stone coffin, Cassia found no other usable information except for the strange characters and symbols engraved on it. After muttering to himself several times that there was no energy source for the dragons to wake up, Cassia exhaled and, as if deciding something, put his hands on the coffin lid, amidst the "squeaking" friction sound. , he pushed open the coffin lid with force.