The streets were deserted and there were no pedestrians. Lorraine Hill walked towards the area marked before.
The stone bricks under your feet are still a little damp. There was a light rain in the city last night, and the water stains have not yet dried. Compared with the past few days, the air seems to be fresher today, and there is no longer the smell of burning and gunpowder smoke.
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The shops around the street are not open yet. They are still under martial law and curfew. It is estimated that after careful selection and screening, the residents of the city will slowly be released and resume their previous lives.
After passing through the intersection guarded by a few soldiers, Lorraine Hill turned to a street cafe, where the door was also closed.
She did not go in immediately, but stood in the middle of the street, closed her eyes slightly, let go of her perception of the surroundings, and explored everything around her.
After a few seconds, Lorraine Hill slowly opened his eyes and looked at the cafe in front of him.
Although she didn't sense anything strange, the biggest difference was that she couldn't sense the store in front of her. It was like a black void, appearing in her perception.
Sure enough, there must be something wrong. She thought so, then flashed a red light, cut off the internal lock bolt, and pushed the door open.
The originally locked door suddenly opened, releasing the dull air.
She walked into it and first walked around the hall, front desk, kitchen, warehouse, and lounge. Naturally, there was no one inside. Finally, she opened the utility room, and a messy room came into view.
It seemed that normal store clerks had randomly placed things. Lorraine Hill blinked, scanned them once, and then waved his hand. The floating wind cleared all these things away, revealing the original appearance of the room.
There was a grid-shaped floor under her feet. She stamped her feet, but there was no echo.
Destruction is not her area of expertise, Lorraine Hill thought, then squatted down and pressed her hands on the ground to further sense the underground scene.
It's a pity that her power is wind and atmosphere, and her effect on underground perception is relatively average. It would be great if Brainard was here. For some reason, Lorraine Hill suddenly came up with such an idea. Although they have never been in this world
We have communicated with each other, but in the past, after hundreds of years of unconscious communication, we actually have an inexplicable familiarity and intimacy with each other.
After a long time, Lorraine Hill let go of his hand, stood up, and took a few steps back.
A sharp blood-red spear appeared in front of him, and was held in the palm of one hand by the girl.
It was waved and rotated easily in the hand, and several light marks were drawn across it. Like cutting tofu, the sharp tip of the spear directly broke through the layers of the ground, and then was directly submerged into the ground under the girl's projection.
Several rays of red light shot out from the cracks in the ground, and then there was a sound of loose sand and gravel.
After waiting for a while, after almost all of it had slipped, a two-meter-wide hole appeared in front of Loland Hill.
She jumped down from above, her body slowly slid down the pit, and finally landed on a flat open space hundreds of meters below.
This seems to be part of an underground passage, leading deeper underground.
Lorraine Hill stood up, looked at the sparse and dim gem lamps above his head, and walked slowly down the stairs.
The walls all around are blank gray stone walls, and there are small platforms every dozens of steps to make turns and transitions. The entire underground passage is like a zigzag shape that keeps going back and forth.
She stepped on the steps in gray boots, and she could clearly hear the echo of her footsteps in the aisle.
At first, Lorraine Hill was worried that she would be noticed by the enemy, but according to her perception, there was no living life in front, and there was not even a guard.
And after going down hundreds of meters, a beautifully decorated rotunda finally appeared in Lorraine Hill's eyes. This rotunda was like a small square, with a diameter about the size of a basketball court, and the ground was covered with white and red colors.
Bricks, with a female statue placed in the middle.
The statue probably looks like a beautiful young woman. She is holding a moon-shaped staff in one hand and holding a small star high in the other hand. Her head is slightly raised, and her expression seems to be gazing at the small star.
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The upper body is a classical coat with a small shawl, and the lower body is a short skirt. Standing on one foot, the other foot is slightly raised, with the toes touching the ground, giving a girlish and slender beauty.
There is a small nameplate not far from the foot of the statue, with a beautiful name outlined in streamlined text.
"Dorothy L. Aranta"
Is this what Dorothy will look like later? Lorraine Hill thought so, then slowly walked closer, slightly raising his head to look at the lifelike sculpture on the base.
The first time she saw Dorothy was in Lagerdis's diary. At that time, Dorothy was still young, only ten years old, and then after Lagerdis woke up, Dorothy looked like an adult.
Lexi.
Compared to the petite Lagerdis, Dorothy grew up normally, and then her physical age stayed around 20 years old. Looking at it this way, she looks slightly taller than Lorraine Hill.
After carefully observing the statue and finding nothing unnecessary, Lorraine Hill turned his attention to the surroundings. There were five doors and a passage. The passage was the direction from which he came in, and the other five doors were
Don't know where it leads.
This place seems to have been reinforced with some special means. Even her perception ability is limited and she cannot detect places that are too far away.
She first approached the door on the left, which had a keyhole waiting to be inserted.
Although there was no key, the girl held her hand on the door handle, ready to try to pull it, and then a familiar power emerged in her mind. It was Agatha's secret ability that she had seen in the academy.
My heart turned slightly, and then I neutralized that energy, and the door handle in my hand also changed its appearance. The original keyhole disappeared and became sliding to the other side.
Doesn't it turn out that there is no need to insert the key? The girl thought to herself, then opened the door to reveal what was inside.
The first room is the exhibition room. In this room of more than 100 square meters, the walls are covered with large and small pictures, depicting a lively and prosperous city from all angles.
The houses in the city have tiles of various colors, stacked high and low, elegant and beautiful. In the sky are mages flying various small aircraft. They walk between high-rise buildings, and occasionally dragons can be seen among them.
In the center of the city are several tall towers rising from the ground. They vary in height. The tallest one is on the north side and the shorter one is on the south side. In the middle of these towers is a suspended giant hollow sphere, which seems to be made of metal.
To simulate the trajectory of stars.
In one of the pictures, a group of newly graduated students stood excitedly in front of the school's main entrance, jumping up happily and holding up the certificates in their hands, and time was frozen at this moment.
There is also a picture of a black-haired girl wearing black clothes and a black skirt. She gently runs her hand across the library bookshelves and walks among them, with a peaceful and beautiful expression. If I am correct, this should be Dorothy.
Already.
Finally, in the center of the room, which is also the most conspicuous place, there is a small city model separated by glass, which is exactly the city depicted in the picture. This is also described on the nameplate below.
"Oz, the City of Stars, Arranta"
No less than the Academy of Emenas, the seat of the Academy of Stargazing Mysteries was a star on the southern side of the continent for hundreds of years until its destruction.