Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 635 Sixty-three Years Later

North of the North, the remains of the Dwarven Confederation. For sixty-three years, there has been no weather magic to protect this place, and it is dead silent and blizzards rage every day.

"Uncle, how about this?"

"Give me."

The boy received the order from the dwarf uncle and handed over the thing he found in the ruins. The dwarf took it and found it was a wine jug.

"It's just a pot, no special pattern." Knowing that it was a pot from more than 60 years ago, the dwarf couldn't help but unscrew the lid and smell it. Hey, it still has a bit of smell. He looked at the material again, it was a metal that had been oxidized and turned black, it should be impure silver.

"But the pot is not deflated at all."

"It's still a pot no matter how intact it is." The dwarf was about to throw the boy's find aside when he suddenly realized what he meant: this is a ruin, and an ordinary silver pot should have been crushed into thin sheets. But now its shape is not much deformed. The dwarf took a closer look with the light of the headlamp and exclaimed in surprise: "I was wrong."

Under the blackened silver skin was a shiny, iridescent sheen, clearly made of pure gold. I don't know why the original owner wanted to hide his wealth and plated the pure gold wine jug with a layer of plating.

"Good boy." The dwarf wanted to rub the other's head, but the boy was already seventeen years old and couldn't do it at all.

They were a pair of scavengers, the human boy was called Alec, and the dwarf uncle was called Vog. The tall and short team carefully explored the ruins, and sometimes they would smell a persistent stench of decay, and in this case they would quickly take a detour.

"One, two, three." Alec and Voger worked together to lift the lead sheet that was blocking the road. Suddenly, a strong gust of cold air blew in their faces, whistling in through the lifted lead sheet, and the flying snow cut on the boy's freckled face like a knife.

They arrived at the center of the city, at the site of the Great Elevator. Unexpected circumstances occurred again, with a deafening whistle that pierced through the snow and wind.

"It's broken, let's go!" Voger originally planned to seal the lead sheet and continue to go deeper into the ruins, but after the whistle sounded, he changed his mind, untied a sledgehammer from behind, and smashed the fixings around the lead sheet into pieces, completely ignoring the risk of collapse.

Bang! After kicking away the lead sheet, the dwarf pulled the boy into the icy and snowy land.

The boy looked up and saw the steel structures interlaced and overlapped with each other carrying the snow. The wind made a groaning sound and divided the sky at the collapsed hole into very small pieces. He felt a little sad for some reason and tried to imagine what the city looked like originally.

"What are you still standing there for? Climb up quickly." The dwarf urged Alec to take out the climbing equipment from his backpack. At this moment, they were like professional adventurers. They were extremely skilled whether they were going deep underground or climbing upwards.

Alec knew why Vog was anxious. When they climbed to the upper middle level of the ruins, they could already hear creepy roars.

There are many aboriginals who cannot rest in peace. Although the authorities have tried to clean it up, there are always gaps that cannot be detected, and finally these undead spirits linger here. Although they are no longer active in recent decades, the whistle that resounded through the world like the one just now will definitely wake up these zombies.

Almost reaching the upper level, the boy's palms were sweaty, his body was lean and strong, and all his muscles were tense. Although Walker was big and strong, he was obviously stronger, and he also climbed up silently.

Something was pushed down, and a series of knocking sounds were heard in the steel frame remains of the large elevator. Alec's heart clenched, this was the sonata of death, it would have a chain reaction, the continuous knocking would awaken more zombies, and then they would move towards the source of the sound, making more noise, and finally rushing in frantically.

He estimated the distance to the entrance of the ruins at about thirty meters, threw out the climbing rope, and let the grappling hook successfully fix on the exposed metal part.

Ha. Ha. Ha. A breathing sound came from Vog's side. A zombie had discovered them! Vog was a few meters slower than Alec, and now he was facing the rotten claws sticking out from the cracks in the ruins. Because it was close to the ground, the cold prevented the corpse from oozing pus or nourishing microorganisms. Instead, it shrank and broke, exposing the gray tendons and mutated sharp nails.

Damn it! The dwarf tried to reach for the pistol on his waist, but the zombie was one step faster and clawed at him. In order to dodge, the dwarf let go of the rope in an instant and landed a few meters. Although he avoided the attack, he was further away from the exit and Alec.

It couldn't get any worse, as his rope was also gnawed through by the zombies.

The dwarf heard roars from three directions. Damn it, he said to himself.

Over the past few decades, scavengers have been roaming around the cities of the Dwarf Confederation, digging up all kinds of valuable things. In addition to precious metal products, any artifacts with text or exquisite patterns can be sold for a good price.

Voger was one of them. He inherited his father Zingrev's abilities and hammer, and acted alone after his father could no longer do it. Until he adopted a human orphan, when he was 14 years old, the two began to work together in the ruins. "Go! Go." Voger accepted his fate, as scavengers would most likely die in accidents. He thought for a moment and shouted to the boy, "Don't come back after you get out. This business is simply not sustainable."

As he said this, he swung up the hammer and smashed the zombie monster that looked like his compatriot into mud. However, Voger's luck was particularly bad today. Not to mention the culprit, the sound of the whistle, the place where he made an emergency landing was a broken tunnel, and monsters were coming out of the darkness in an endless stream.

Alec was also in a hurry. He also planned to make an emergency landing. However, the rope under him was gone. There was only a zombie head sticking out from the crevice of the rock. He was so angry that he landed at the end of the rope and stepped on it hard.

He was still a few meters away from where Voger made his emergency landing and was about to take out a spare rope and throw it to Voger. The dwarf caught a glimpse of the boy from the corner of his eye and shouted anxiously: "Stupid ass! You can't even get away like this! Do you know why my father and I act alone? Don't hesitate."

He took out his pistol, quickly fired a round, and then Voge yelled, "Get out, get out!"

"Underage male humans and adult dwarves spotted. Delta Team descends to carry out rescue operations."

"Got it. Be careful of the complicated situation in the ruins."

Just when the scavenger master and his apprentice were in despair, three fast-moving air troopers descended from the sky. One of them directly picked up Alec, and the other two landed on the platform where Voger was. One of them pulled out a small metal cylinder from his chest mount, pulled the safety and threw it at the attacking group of zombies - in an instant, a cluster of lightning forks penetrated countless targets and illuminated the pits.

The remaining Sky Knight grabbed Vog's right arm and said, "Please cooperate with the rescue and put down your heavy weapons and backpack."

"Then you might as well let me die here."

The knight who threw the lightning weapon turned around. He heard Vog's speech, nodded to his colleague, grabbed the dwarf's other arm, and the two took off successfully.

Leaping out of the pit filled with death, the Sky Knight brought the two rescued people onto the "Silver Dragon" airship.

"It was you who blew the flute!"

"We are sending out a warning, Mr. Vog." The captain, who was familiar with the dwarf, explained, "A 'Roaring' bomb will soon land in the nearby area. All units should be prepared to resist interference. We will return to the port as soon as possible."

The airship traveled southward, penetrating the severe snowstorm and arriving at their base, the capital of the Border Earldom of Dalberg, which was also the only existing urban settlement. Even during the day, searchlights were needed to illuminate the sky and point the airship in the direction.

"Boy, come with me to the stern." The air knight who was angry at Alec removed the maneuvering device at this time, but she still wore sunglasses and tapped the frame with her fingers: "Do you have this?"

"I have snow goggles." Alec took out the goggles he made himself. The main body was a thin piece of bone with a horizontal groove in the middle. It should be worn when moving on the ground covered with heavy snow.

"Then I'll give you one."

Alec carefully took the sunglasses and put them on himself, then went to the stern without knowing why. Through the porthole they saw a vast expanse of white.

"Do you know what 'roar' is?"

"It is said to be a very powerful bomb, specially designed to deal with monsters at the legion level."

"Yes, when the people on the ground can't cope with it, they will fall from the sky."

As he spoke, a light spot burst out from the skyline behind the "Silver Dragon" airship, followed by a mushroom cloud. The flying snow was pushed by the air wave and suddenly accelerated, hitting the glass with a sound.

"The landing point is getting closer and closer to the city." The air trooper said worriedly.

(End of this chapter)