Caesar, who was walking among a group of people, suddenly stopped and looked back.

"What's wrong?" Chu Zihang at the end of the team asked with a frown.

"The ringing of the wind chimes...has stopped." Caesar also frowned, he did not stop the Kamitachi, and now the sound fragments brought by the Kamitachi were missing the sound of the wind chimes, and now the silence around them was terrifying.

That inexplicable feeling of sadness became more and more intense.

"Stopped?" Fingel looked back and said thoughtfully, "Maybe it's because we left? It seems that the function of these wind chimes is a warning."

"Warning?" The young girl suddenly turned around, her childish light shining brightly.

Startled by the girl's reaction, Fingel scratched his head and pointed to the wind chime hanging on the metal chain above his head.

"This thing was laid all the way from the palace to here. There are also wind chimes in front. If I guessed correctly, these wind chimes probably extend to the end of the stairs. There were no surveillance cameras in ancient times. How to give an early warning if someone breaks in? I guess these wind chimes are anti-theft alarms.

Once someone breaks in, it will jingle to alert the people above."

Yuan Zhi's girl's eyes slowly enlarged, and her eyes shifted to look behind the road.

They had already stepped onto the stairs and walked a long way. When they looked down, they could no longer see the palace. However, the path they came from suddenly became dark and terrifying in his eyes, like the esophagus of a giant beast, or the passage through.

The narrow path to the gates of hell.

And he had just escaped from hell without knowing it.

"Let's go!" Yuan Zhennu suddenly turned around and accelerated her pace. In the end, he was almost flying on the stairs.

The three of them couldn't help but be infected by a certain emotion contained in his urgent voice, and their minds were cast into a shadow.

That's fear! The young girl is afraid!

Seeing Yuan Zhennu's back rising rapidly, Chu Zihang whispered: "Follow! Only by following him can we find the way!"

Fingel said nothing and strode to catch up. As expected, he was the man who had raced the motorcycle before. He followed closely behind Yuan Zhennu.

Caesar and Chu Zihang also started running.

This staircase seemed endless, and Caesar soon discovered that the girl leading the way always changed direction somewhere. It was obviously a straight road, but he suddenly turned around, as if there was a fork in the road ahead.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, knowing that now was not the time to be curious.

Fingel slowed down and came to them, whispering: ""

"What do you mean?" Caesar asked breathlessly.

"Don't be intimidated by the length of the stairs. This is just an optical illusion." Fingel's physical strength was obviously better than his. At this time, he still had the energy to spread his hands. "This looks like a straight ladder without any deviations."

, but this is an illusion caused by light. This staircase is actually twisted like a spider web, and there are forks. You think you are walking forward, but in fact you have unconsciously followed the steps. As long as you make a wrong step, you will go back.

On the road to death."

Caesar looked up in surprise, but in his eyes, this staircase was still a straight staircase leading all the way to the end, and he didn't see the so-called fork in the road.

"This is a palace constructed with dragon technology. It is full of mazes, and the maze is full of traps. It seems that the eight ancient Sheqi families inherited dragon technology." Fingel said.

"Is it alchemy?"

"There are traces of alchemy, but overall it is the application of optics and engineering." Fingel sighed, "Don't you notice that the fog here is a bit thick? The fog here can bend light, so in your opinion the road is straight

The steps under our feet are actually sloping, but your senses are deceived by this maze. You feel that you are still standing on a level ground. You may even unconsciously tilt your body to overcome the influence of gravity and stand up straight.

.So the eyes and ears can be deceiving. Once they deceive your brain, your body will believe it. This guy..."

Fingel squinted at Yuan Zhennu's back, "He should have been to a similar place, or simply been here more than once."

Chu Zihang suddenly said: "What about you, senior brother?"

He looked at Fingel with sharp eyes.

Fingel smiled and said: "I have never been here before, I just experienced similar places before."

"Is it a task of the Executive Department?"

"No, I like adventure. I would often explore ancient ruins during my previous holidays."

"Senior brother, do you still have this hobby?"

Caesar was surprised. He originally thought that this guy's vacation would be to sit in a dark room, smile evilly at the dimly fluorescent computer screen, and then spread the latest pornographic news about professors and students on the forum, trading in thousands of miles.

outside.

Fingel bared his teeth and said: "It's okay, I live in the countryside. There aren't many other things in the countryside, but there are many ruins."

"Germany?"

"Um."

"If I can return to school alive this time, I hope I can visit my senior brother's house and take us to see those ruins." Chu Zihang said calmly.

"It's okay to be a guest, but are you alone?" Fingel winked, "We have a lot of woods in the woods, why don't you bring your junior sister with you?"

Chu Zihang retreated.

Caesar came with great interest: "There are really many ruins in the German countryside?"

"Yes! I'm so old that I can't finish digging at all!" Fingel rarely said seriously, "But we have to get out alive first. Oh oh, it's over!"

He looked forward, and the figure of the young girl in front suddenly disappeared, and the light seemed to be distorted for an instant.

Fingel quickened his pace, took three steps and then two, suddenly jumped up and disappeared in the distorted light.

Caesar and Chu Zihang followed closely behind.

The fog dissipated, and they were already standing on the threshold of another hall. Looking back, they saw that the stairs under the thick fog were encircling, and there were many forked roads connecting the back. Once they walked on the forked roads, they would return to the starting point.

It's incredible that the ancestors of the eight Sheqi families built such a maze thousands of years ago.

What comes into view is an equally splendid hall, which is carefully carved from the ground to the dome. It is hard to imagine the effort that the craftsmen spent on it.

There is no throne in this hall, only copper pillars that can only be embraced by two people. The copper pillars are covered with dense dragon inscriptions.

Yuan Zhennu just glanced at it and walked forward without stopping.

"The history and achievements of the eight ancient Sheqi families recorded on these pillars, as well as King Bai's prophecy, are not interesting. We must leave here as soon as possible."

"Book of prophecy? Are these words written in dragon script?" Caesar stroked the words on the copper pillar in front of him, "Why don't we take a group photo with such an important thing?"

"It doesn't make sense to me, and it doesn't make sense to you either. At most, I can better understand the origins of the eight Sheqi families." Yuan Zhennu turned around and said, "Believe me, don't waste time here, I have bad intentions.

Premonition.”

"Let's go, we don't have the tools to imprint the words on it." Chu Zihang patted Caesar's shoulder.

"Okay, actually I have a bad premonition, but I still feel it's a pity." Caesar sighed and followed, "What is a prophecy?"

Yuan Jingnu searched for the exit and spoke very fast:

"The White King once wrote a prophetic book that predicted everything in the future, which was brought to the world by the ancestors. This thing is to the ancient mixed race what the Bible is to the Christians today. In the prophetic book, the White King predicted his own future.

Awakening and a new era, and the birth of a new era always means the end of the old era. This prophetic book begins with her birth and continues to her resurrection. It is in the form of poetry and is said to be more powerful than the Ramayana.

Long. This paragraph is said to be the 'day of victory' in the White King's prophecy describing her coming to rule the whole world. It is more self-praising and uses the most gorgeous adjectives, just like the autobiography of a dragon king, so I say it is nothing interesting."

Chu Zihang hesitated and said, "Have you seen it?"

Will the Dragon King also write his own autobiography?

"You have also seen it now, it is on the copper pillar, but if you don't understand it, let me tell you. What I read is what the family priest translated from the dragon script."

"Aren't the dragon inscriptions on these copper pillars carved by the ancestors of the eight Sheqi families? Didn't your ancestors pass them down?"

"There is an era called the 'Generation of Gods' in Japan, which was the real era when hybrids and dragons danced together. However, the Age of Gods has long been lost, and the eight Sheqi families have experienced a gap."

"Fault?"

"It was almost the time when Takamagahara sank to the bottom of the sea."

Yuan Zhennu came to a wall, which was full of incomprehensible words.

"Found it, here is the door, open it and we can go out."

"Very good, then where is the handle of this door?" Caesar looked at the wall without any gaps, and couldn't pry it open even if he wanted to.

Yuan Zhennu took a step back and handed the knife to Caesar.

The next moment, he punched the wall.

"...Are you going to smash him open?" Caesar said blankly,

No one knew how heavy this bronze wall was, but even a forklift couldn't break it. Caesar was suddenly horrified and remembered the scene he saw in his previous life. Yuan Zhisheng had done the same thing and smashed it open with his fist.

closed their bronze doors.

He really believes these two guys are brothers now.

Even the most excellent hybrid species cannot compare with the toughness of muscles and bones compared to dragons, but these two brothers are using their bodies to bombard hard bronze, and their toughness has reached the level of dragons.

The delicate white crystal is as delicate as a woman's hand hitting the bronze wall, causing the wall to vibrate and the loud sound to be repeated like a church bell. This scene is enough to shock people's hearts.

Fingel put his arm on Chu Zihang's shoulder, narrowed his eyes and said, "This guy either has a ridiculously high bloodline, or his spiritual spirit tends to be of the physically enhanced type."

"What is your speech spirit? It seems that no one knows your speech spirit." Chu Zihang whispered, "Is it a speech spirit of bronze and fire? I saw you had a sword wrapped around it earlier.

Layers of black fire.”
To be continued...