The Master Behind the Scenes Starting from the Twin Cities

After a period of trekking, Ryan and others walked lower and lower.

The sun had long disappeared, and only some dim lights illuminated the road ahead.

Suddenly, they came to the end, in front of a narrow, deep and terrifying crack.

"How are you going to get down?"

Seraphine stepped on the stage and asked curiously.

She could hear Ezreal's singing full of confidence. According to her estimation, there was at least a thousand meters down here.

"True explorers are always ready to explore!"

Ezreal confidently took out a bundle of ropes from his backpack:

"Produced by Zhali Adventure Shop, super long ropes, climbing up and down is easy."

"No need to be so troublesome."

Ryan finished speaking and continued to move forward.

When his feet stepped into the air, a group of water appeared under his feet, carrying him down continuously, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

"The strongest explorer, don't make us wait too long."

Seraphine stepped on the stage and floated straight down.

Orianna was even simpler. She didn't have any equipment. She just smiled at Ezreal and jumped down the crack.

Her figure seemed to be unaffected by gravity, falling down at a constant speed in a magical way.

Ezreal opened his mouth wide and watched the others fall. He looked at his rope again.

Why did he suddenly feel that the Zhali exploration props that he had been thinking about and finally bought with the help of his uncle were not so good.

"No, the method is not important. What's important is that the one holding the rope is the greatest explorer of this century, Ezreal!"

Ezreal became optimistic again, put down the rope, and slowly climbed down.

He descended very slowly. The road was on a stone step. He also took out the conditioner to take care of his hair.

At all times, you must maintain your image!

Well, this is the first rule of the exploration code, which comes from Ezreal, the first explorer of Runeland!

About dozens of minutes, after falling for a long time, Ezreal couldn't see the head below.

Oh, God of Exploration, why is it so long.

Before he finished his lament, a flash of water suddenly appeared below.

The snake-like water flow hit the rope above him, and the rope was broken directly in his dull eyes. The strength in his hands suddenly loosened, and his body fell unconsciously.

"No!"

Ezreal fell freely, but before he could show his fear, he felt that he fell into a ball of water, leaving only his head exposed.

The water ball flew down quickly, and soon it went a longer distance than his previous fall.

In less than 2 minutes, he had seen the bottom.

There stood Ryan and the other three who had been waiting for him for a long time.

The water ball broke, and he fell to the ground, smiling awkwardly at the other three.

He didn't expect that his sponsor was a powerful mage.

Ordinary mages can't do this.

However, this time he didn't talk nonsense again, but looked ahead seriously.

Dusty steps, ancient corridors.

The underground world, wrapped in darkness, is like a huge maze. The roads are winding and winding, and no one knows where they lead.

Looking out from the direction where they are, the surroundings are full of traces of life activities.

"This is Vazuan!" Ezreal asserted.

In order to prepare for the expedition to the Tomb of Nezuk, he has read all the information about Shurima.

Customs and culture, tombs, architectural styles, burial specifications, etc.

These ancient artificial traces engraved in front of him are completely in line with the cultural customs of Shurima 2,000 years ago.

"This white stone used for paving the ground is called white sandstone. It is made of sand in a special way. Each piece is handmade, and there is almost no error in the size of the bricks. They are the cornerstones of the roads in the core cities of Shurima."

Ezreal seemed to have changed into a different person when he entered the underground, and his expression was full of seriousness.

Shurima was once the most powerful empire on the continent. In order to show the strength of the country, their core city construction was strictly made according to standards.

Every brick and tile was handmade by slaves. If there was a mistake, the slaves would be executed.

The white sandstone in front of us seemed to have no end. Except for some cracks due to historical reasons, the rest was just covered with a layer of soil and stone.

Looking at the corner in front of us, we can imagine the prosperity of Shurima in the past.

"2000 years ago, it was a long time ago." Orianna sighed, "This once powerful city was buried like this, waiting for the day to reappear."

Through her Hex eyes, she could see far away without being affected by the darkness.

The underground world is a huge hole, and the former city has been well preserved.

There are exquisite desert buildings everywhere, and wide streets crisscross.

Only through the cracks in the buildings and the dirt and dust on the streets can we see that this is a city that has long been dead.

"If I can make this place reappear, my reputation in Rune Continent will be comparable to Mount Targon." Ezreal muttered to himself.

He has turned on the searchlight, and the ancient city slowly unfolds in front of him, making his mind deeply immersed in it.

At this moment, he is digging for unknown history!

Several people walked in the city. Most of the surrounding buildings were built with earth and stone, mostly in yellow-brown tones, which was in line with the style of the Shurima Desert Empire.

"It seems that there is nothing here. And it seems to have experienced a terrible war." Seraphine hesitated, controlling the stage and shrinking behind Ryan.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The more they go to the city, the more they can find that the traces of destruction are full.

The buildings on the edge are okay. The more damaged the building inside, it is like going through a giant bomb bombing.

The sand and soil are scattered, and the streets are potholes, and one by one is displayed on it.

"I found it!"

After walking for a while, Izerier suddenly excited.

In front of them, there is a huge and tall spire building in the location of the visit light.

The buildings are surrounded by the large steps on all sides, facing the two sides of Ryan, and they are carved with exquisite murals.

In the direction of them, there is also a simple door made of sandstone, which is engraved with a lot of mysterious text.

Izrier made two steps and two steps, quickly went to the steps, and reached the door.

He looked at the text on the door left and right, and he was hesitant, and hesitated:

"Curse. Curse"

"Come on, you don't know the other words on the top except for the curse." Salinni broke the way.

"For the explorer, there is no curse, which is equivalent to Bai. Curse is the keyword, which shows that we are looking for the right place." Izrier refused to accept it.

Ryan carefully looked at the text on the wall and gently groaned: "ubdbwcxuaibrnb."

"What?" Izerle didn't understand.

"This is a text of Gu Ruima, which is about to lose local losses. Probably the meaning: May Ruima prosper, and the disaster will be overwhelmed." Ryan explained.

"No curse?" Izerle was a little disappointed.

The curse is the essence of the explorer's story. If there is no it, it will always feel a little less exciting.

"In the Guruma text, the curse and disaster are the same phrase. Combining the entire context, the role of this building is used to seal a certain unknown existence." Ryan explained.

The earliest use of magic has two points that cannot be around. Forgienia and Desert Empire for the newborn soil.

In ancient times, they mastered the top magic of runes.

Whether it is Aienia's natural power or the power of heaven, its essence is magic.

To learn more magical knowledge, you must learn the language of the two.

The Aienia region is old, and the language has been retained to today. Many people will have ancient and natural words, and the channels of learning are very wide.

The ancient Shuima language was completely different. With the collapse of the Shurema Empire, each city -state was fighting and established different kingdoms.

In the next millennium, the ancient Shu Rima was gradually lost.

Modern Xerima is more similar to runes, and there is almost no shadow of Gu Ruima.

Ryan is also a notes from many immortal forts from thousands of years ago. In the history of losing, they were able to spy on this mysterious language.

"It sounds dangerous here. Do we want to go in directly?" Izerle was eager to try.

What about the sealing disaster? In the strong monsters, it can't stand the disappearance of time.

You know, it has been at least 1,000 years since then!