In the dim environment, the Swords of Disaster followed Josh and stepped forward, and the echo of their footsteps could be vaguely heard.
But the drill passed through the crowd and came to Ricky.
"Wait a minute," the driller looked at Thales, who was being held hostage by Marina, in confusion: "Are you going to take him down?"
"You know, we can wait for you here, right?"
Thales frowned and noticed that many mercenaries were vaguely surrounding him.
Ricky turned his head and glanced at the drill.
"You did a great job and saved us a lot of trouble, Drill."
He held the driller's shoulders: "But I also know that the reason why you are so cooperative and spare no effort is all because of the hostage in our hands."
The drill boy's expression stiffened.
"If the situation were different, it wouldn't necessarily be the case."
"Now, you can choose to follow us, or stay here and wait for me."
Ricky ignored the ugly-faced Dozi, waved his hand and continued to move forward.
Samir passed by the drill and snorted disdainfully.
Thales, who was watching, hoped that the drill would be tougher.
But unfortunately, Zhuozi still didn't say anything. He just made a gesture and followed with a few low-key Shadow Assassins.
In this way, Thales was escorted by groups of Swords of Disaster and continued to move forward.
As they walked farther and farther, the Swords of Disaster spread wider and wider, and many prisoners discovered this group of intruders.
From time to time, patrolling guards encountered the invading Sword of Disaster, and they often died outnumbered after a stimulating fight.
The Prison of Bones gradually became agitated, and the chaos was simply beyond Thales' imagination:
"The guard guy over there...yes, that's you. Let me tell you, I've made a lot of money selling weapons in the past few years, most of which they didn't find. As long as you let me out, I promise to give you a lot of money."
You...hey, you guys, aren't you guards?"
"Damn...what are you making again!"
"Wow, oh, oh, someone really robbed the prison. That's great... The gang that sneaked in to rob the prison last time didn't last five minutes before the freaks came to round them up. Williams chopped them up like firewood.
, you have to work harder this time, and you must persist until ten minutes!"
"Let me out! I am a devout priest of the Mingye Temple! They can't lock me here just because of the artistic play I created... with this group, this group..."
"Hey, good friend, let's discuss it. I've been locked up here for four years and I'm going crazy... I don't ask you to let me out... As long as you transfer me to a women's prison, I'll be satisfied...
…OK?"
"Killing blah blah! Awesome blah blah!"
"Damn it, your dad... Damn, there are so many solicitors on the street, why are you only locking me up! Women's clothes? What's wrong with women's clothes? I like to wear women's clothes to solicit customers, what's the matter? If you don't believe me, come and touch my breasts..."
"Fuck, brat, come back! It's none of your business to rob the prison. Believe it or not, I'll beat you again! Hold it in your mouth for me, don't turn your head around... Yes, oh, be good, use force, ah, that's what you're talking about...
Don’t worry, as long as I’m satisfied, I won’t beat you tomorrow.”
"Please, weed... give me some more weed, please, ah, ah, ah, if you don't give me the fucking weed, I'll crash to death here. I'll crash. I'll crash. Look,
I'm really going to get hit, damn it, you should look at me! What if I'm really hit and killed!"
"Fuck his Baron! Fuck his Stardust Guards! Fuck his Blade Tooth Camp! Believe it or not, when I get out, I will tie up that bitch Williams, force him to put on women's clothes, and find a hundred
A big man, for three days and three nights, he took turns to hold him down on the bed like this, uh-huh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...'
"Hey, over there, bring me a message to my wife. She wrote a letter three years ago saying that she would come to bail me out of prison, but she hasn't come yet... I will give you a reward..."
Damn it, what the hell is this place!
The prince, who did not dare to speak out loud, followed Ricky and glanced behind him worriedly: the fast rope was still tied, and he looked at this notorious cell with horror as there was a shadow here.
Finally, under the leadership of Josh, they came to an empty room without a cell after walking down several flights of stairs.
This room was very large, big enough to accommodate a hundred people, almost comparable to a noble banquet hall. Even the noise of the prisoners seemed to be locked behind them and could no longer be heard.
But Thales was also keenly aware that the ground here was paved with carefully fired rock bricks, and the walls were quite old, which was in stark contrast to the rough and dirty cells on the outside.
The design of the room is also very unique. It actually has eight walls, just like a regular octagon.
What's even more strange is that there are four narrow holes on the ground similar to wells, and it is dark inside.
For some reason, Thales looked at the deep wellheads and suddenly felt a sense of fear and chill.
strangeness.
That is……
That is……
Drill and Russell also noticed this, and they looked at the place with some surprise.
Even the Swords of Disaster, including Clay and Samir, seemed to be here for the first time.
Ricky glanced at his surroundings and stood in front of one of the mottled and dilapidated walls.
"right here?"
Josh nodded, pointed seriously to something like the mouth of a well and said: "Yes, we have observed that the guards will bring excess supplies here regularly. They must be dropping supplies here."
Ricky squatted down, knocked on the "well mouth", then picked up a stone, threw it in, and listened.
For dozens of seconds, there was no sound from deep inside the well.
Thales understood something.
"That's right," Ricky dusted off his hands, nodded, and stood up: "That's it."
"As for the entrance..."
He raised his head and looked at Josh.
But Josh just shook his head in embarrassment.
Ricky snorted slightly, seeming a little helpless.
"If I had the temperament of Williams, I would definitely not ask for trouble." Ricky started to pace, lowered his head to look at the ground, and muttered to himself: "There is no ladder here, which means you can reach it while standing.
place……"
The man's face changed.
"Wait, respected Crassus," the driller frowned and said:
"What he means is that you wanted to enter the dark cell, but you couldn't even find the entrance?"
Ricky ignored him, but in full view of everyone, he took a torch from Clay's hand, walked to the wall, and continued to look at the empty room.
"The dark prison is a legend after all," Clay said coldly: "No one knows how to get in except the people who entered, and the people who entered..."
"No one has ever come out." Samuel hummed.
Russell stepped forward.
"You know that our time is limited and we don't have time to play the treasure hunt game slowly, right?"
Russell said dissatisfiedly: "Once the camp reacts..."
"Shut up."
Samir interrupted him, and the mark on his face looked even more ferocious under the firelight: "Northlander."
But Russell not only did not restrain himself, but seemed to be aroused by the former Star Guard: "You know what risks we take..."
Thales looked at the leader of the Sword of Disaster curiously.
The latter was seen holding a torch, facing a wall, stretching out his left hand, and gently patting away the dust and cobwebs on it.
"People in the past probably didn't think about hiding," Ricky said with a smile: "As for the Star People, they probably didn't expect that someone would sneak in here."
Everyone looked at the wall in surprise.
As the dust fell, a strange and incomplete pattern appeared on the mottled wall.
Under Ricky's brush, the first thing that appeared was a triangle, one corner of which pointed to the left, but the corresponding side was concave toward the center of the triangle.
Soon, a circle was wiped out by Ricky on the right side of the triangle.
The center of the circle is a circular hole concave into the wall.
Ricky smiled and continued wiping.
On the right side of the circle, a new triangle emerges that is symmetrical to the previous triangle, but this triangle has one corner to the right and a concave side to the left.
Ricky stood back and looked at the pattern in front of him with satisfaction: two irregular symmetrical triangles sandwiching a circle in the middle.
"We found it."
But many, including Russell, wondered: "What is this? An eye?"
Ricky pursed his lips.
Among the puzzled crowd, Thales stared blankly at the pattern.
No one knew that the moment the pattern was wiped out, Thales froze.
At that moment, he even forgot that he was in danger.
That is……
That is……
The driller stared at the pattern without knowing why, but with his outstanding eyesight, he saw something else.
"Down here," the driller walked forward, stretched out his hand, and brushed away a line of dust under the circle:
"It seems like a sentence?"
Sure enough, under his palm, a line of strange words engraved on the wall appeared.
But whether it was Drill, Russell, or Clay and Josh, they all looked at this line of text in confusion.
"I don't understand this sentence."
Russell frowned:
"This emblem is strange enough. I have read the coats of arms of the major nobles in the stars, but none of them match... And the following words are not even common language, nor do they resemble the imperial language I know..."
Feeling uneasy, Russell looked at Ricky with a solemn expression: "Crasus, where exactly is the Prison of Bones here?"
Ricky didn't answer.
Another voice suddenly sounded.
"Ancient Imperial Literature."
Everyone turned their heads and looked at Samir standing on the other side.
I saw this man with the brand looking at the words under the pattern with a complicated expression:
"This is the purest ancient imperial alphabet. It is a script passed down from the ancient Kingdom of Chauvin, rather than the modern imperial language mixed with common language. It is said to be created by the first batch of ancient humans under the guidance of the ancient elves. The grammar is complex.
Obscure."
Samir walked forward slowly, and the Swords of Disaster beside him made way for him.
"No one uses it now. Even the nobles of the Kingdom of Stars have few people who know it well."
Russell and Drill turned their heads in surprise and looked at the unfamiliar line of text again.
Samir stretched out his hand with a confused expression, as if he was missing something: "Apart from the elves of various lines, probably only a few archaeologists and historians in Dragon Kiss Academy understand it."
"I don't know the words, but I remember the root."
His finger touched one of the words.
"When I was young, in order to get the qualifications to enter the Fuxing Palace and be selected into the Royal Guards, the old bachelor hired by my father introduced me to some people." Samir's expression darkened:
"The root of this word is probably 'total' or 'all'..."
Everyone listened quietly to the words of the former royal guard flag officer.
Except one person.
"Omniscience."
In the crowd, a young man's voice sounded faintly.
The driller turned his head in surprise, and together with Russell, whose expression remained unchanged, he looked at the most unexpected guy.
Clay and Josh cast questioning glances at the leader, but Ricky also raised his eyebrows.
Even the quick rope tied up by Wu Hua Da stared wide-eyed.
"Omniscient, or omniscient," Thales sighed, looking past Marina who was staring at him with a frown, he slowly stepped forward and stared blankly at the line of text:
"That's what the word means."
At that moment, Samir looked at Thales with extremely complicated eyes.
A second later, Samir sighed, lowered his head and said: "Of course, as a descendant of the imperial family, ancient imperial literature is a must for the Bright Star royal family..."
Thales shook his head.
"I didn't study very well. Except for the first few months, I basically taught myself." Prince Xingchen looked at the line of text solemnly: "But if you just look at the words, I think the meaning of this sentence is probably
…”
Thales whispered: "Toward omniscience."
Everyone fell silent, chewing on the meaning of this sentence.
Leading to omniscience.
Thales slowly raised his head in the silent environment and stared at the pattern that looked like eyes.
It feels like looking into the eyes of another person.
This made him very uneasy.
But Thales didn't expect, he really didn't expect that the thing he had been searching for for many years in books... would be here.
Prison of Bones.
This "eye".
This is……
"Very good, that's the case," Ricky said with a smile, interrupting everyone's thoughts:
"Then let us move towards omniscience."
As he spoke, he pulled out a long, angular dark green stone from his arms.
"What is this?" The driller squinted his eyes and looked at the stone, which was only as long as his hand and as thick as two fingers, and seemed to feel something was wrong.
But this time, Ricky had no intention of hiding anything.
"To open the dark cell, you need a key that can unlock it." Ricky stared at the thing in his hand steadily, with complicated eyes: "And the only key in the camp has been hanging on the body of the Baron of the Blade Tooth Camp all year round."
Ricky gently raised the dark green strip in his hand: "Until we found the second one outside the camp."
Russell asked in confusion: "Key?"
Ricky stopped talking. He turned around without hesitation and pressed the "key" in his hand into the center of the "eye", the small circle that resembled a pupil.
Ding!
There was a muffled sound.
Thales was startled.
Under everyone's nervous gaze, the "pupil" and the "key" in the middle suddenly protruded outward into a column.
"Tap," Ricky said with a smile, "hit the target right on the target."
He faced everyone: "The dark cell must be underground... Maybe you would like to step back a little and leave some room?"
In the empty room, everyone quickly backed away until they leaned against the wall behind them.
The next second, Ricky was seen tentatively holding the protruding cylinder and twisting it slowly.
Until I heard a "click" sound from the machine.
Everyone held their breath and looked around curiously.
The first person who felt something was wrong was Thales.
He saw from the hell sense that the four "well mouths" on the ground were actually extracting air.
No, it's the air that's rushing in!
This is……
While Thales was still wondering, there was a faint sound coming from the ground.
Rumble...
With a slight tremor.
Everyone was shocked and stared at the floor tiles in the room.
Rumble...
But they were wrong.
It's not the ground that changes.
But the wall.
Rumble...
"No!" Samir turned around and shouted angrily: "Wall!"
"The wall is receding!"
Thales subconsciously took a step forward and looked behind him anxiously along with the others.
Rumble...
really.
It's a wall.
Eight walls are retreating in parallel at the same time!
It looks like the ground is expanding.
Rumble...
Under the stunned expressions of all the people, several walls of this room were receding at the same time, and gaps were exposed between different walls, and they were growing!
Fortunately, the abnormal movement only lasted for more than ten seconds and then quieted down.
The walls no longer recede.
Thales looked at the wall that had moved back inexplicably in shock, and at the several-meter-long hollow gap that appeared on the ground where they had moved.
Viewed from above, it looks like the octagonal room was suddenly stretched outward in a circle.
And the part that was pulled apart...
Thales saw it.
Those are not gaps, but layers of spiral stone stairs, centered on the center of the room, going down layer by layer.
Don't know where it leads.
Thinking of this, Thales subconsciously glanced at the sentence under the pattern again.
"Oh My God……"
Russell stared blankly at the spiral staircase that suddenly appeared at his feet: "Although I have heard that the Kingdom of Stars has good relations with the City of Steel and has superb forging skills, but this is..."
The boy looked at the sudden change in disbelief, and warily looked at the enlarged room: "What exactly is here..."
Ricky smiled.
"You know, the Prison of Bones is obviously a prison for felons, but why does it only have so few guards to maintain basic operations?"
Ricky changed a torch and said calmly: "That's because the real guards of this prison are not living people."
"But the dead from hundreds of thousands of years ago."
He took the first step, stepped into the gap, and walked down the stone spiral staircase.
"The Prison of Bones is more than just a prison cell, and it doesn't just hold criminals."
As he advanced, Ricky's voice came from underground.
"What it really wants to imprison is the past."
He stepped forward and walked down the spiral staircase that led to an unknown place, and the Swords of Disaster behind him all followed suit.
Russell was stunned.
"The deceased?"
The former Baron of Exeter immediately frowned and turned to the driller: "Imprison him...what does he mean?"
But the Shadow Shield assassin looked solemn.
"In my long professional experience, I have seen a lot of strange things," Zhuozi stared at this weird room and exhaled: "But the most disturbing thing among them is what the well-informed Teng said one night.
s legend."
Russell was stunned: "Teng? Legend?"
The driller nodded, becoming increasingly uneasy: "Legend has it that before the End War, and even before the Age of Empire, there was a group of people like this in the world."
"They despise taboos and authority, but they have extensive knowledge and superb methods that are incredible."
The drill bit his teeth and looked up at the strange emblem on the wall:
"They were once the most dazzling beings in the world."
"Until the ruthless history turns them all into dust, leaving only words and no scraps of paper."
Russell's eyebrows rose and fell.
The most dazzling existence?
"you are right……"
The driller shook his head. He saw Thales being escorted down, so he quickly followed.
Thales followed Samuel and walked nervously on the downward stairs. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time, so that every step he took would bring up a lot of dust, so that the short prince
His Highness had to cover his mouth and nose to prevent himself from coughing repeatedly.
This place gave him a very bad feeling.
In the pitch-black field of vision, not even the senses of hell could help him.
Only the torch illuminated the stone stairs under my feet.
Deeper and deeper.
Getting lower and lower.
Getting darker.
After walking up an unknown number of stairs, Thales finally stepped on the ground and felt relieved.
"First floor," Ricky's voice came slowly: "We are here."
The Prince of the Stars took a deep breath, and with uncontrollable curiosity and excitement as well as inexplicable uneasiness and fear, he raised his head and looked around.
The Swords of Disaster raised their torches one after another and looked around in surprise.
This is still an octagonal room, spacious enough to accommodate dozens of people.
But what is different from the room on the ground is that the dark masonry here is made of fine craftsmanship and it is unknown what material it is made of. In the center of the room stands a thick pillar, with a circle of curved stone tables placed next to the pillar.
But Ricky didn't pay attention to the stone pillar, but turned to the eight walls.
Following his torch, Thales noticed that the eight walls here were not "walls".
Instead, it is a fence composed of thin metal pillars from top to bottom, each fence is covered with gray dust.
Like...
Thales looked at these fences and could vaguely see the space behind them through them.
Like...
Thales thought anxiously: It's like a prison cell.
Ricky held a torch and approached one of the metal fences, illuminating the scene behind the railings.
Thales trembled and took a step back!
bone.
Exactly.
It's bones.
Human skeleton.
Ricky held the torch and turned it around, illuminating eight wide cells.
The ground behind each "cell" is covered with a thick layer of dried human bones, including ribs, arms, leg bones, and skulls. Many bones are also covered with faded clothes that are also covered with dust.
.
I don’t know what year, I don’t know what month.
Samir stood in front of Thales. Looking at these ancient skeletons, he felt excited and subconsciously clenched his fists.
"It seems that there are no living people on the first floor," Ricky shook his head helplessly: "Unfortunately, we still have to go down."
Russell and Dozi followed closely behind and arrived at the "first floor" cell.
"This is……"
Russell saw his surroundings clearly and his eyes widened: "Is this the Prison of Bones?"
The boy frowned and seemed unable to speak.
Ricky snorted softly and waved the torch towards the similarly surprised companions around him.
"certainly."
"Welcome to the true subject of the 'dark prison' of bones."
Ricky walked to the pillar in the center of the room, raised the torch, and illuminated the pattern on the pillar.
That's another "eye".
The same emblem as the room above ground.
And the ancient imperial text under the eyes.
"Thousands of years ago, this place had another name."
The leader of the Sword of Disaster looked at this emblem and sighed: "The fourth branch of the Tower of Alchemy is the Confinement Laboratory."
At that moment, Thales clenched his teeth unconsciously.
Ricky turned around and looked solemnly at the skeletons in the eight cells.