Mystic Dominator

"Seven people from our side are going to go down to the ruins, the decision on the camp side is...?"

After sunrise, the team about to leave is making final preparations.

And Dawn, as the leader of the support team, was talking to the person in charge, Carmen, at the entrance of the camp.

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After one night, the person in charge, Carmen, was also fully prepared.

Seeing him pat his hands lightly, the three men walked out from the camp.

"Mr. Carmen, we are all ready."

The older one of the three took the initiative to reply, with a calm and reliable attitude and expression. But as a companion sent from the camp, the youngest of them had a trembling expression:

"Sir... Otherwise, shall we wait?"

"Mr. Daniel and the others may still come out. Are we in a hurry to go down now?"

"They're professionals, what are you afraid of?" When Carmen heard this, her eyes widened immediately, "Come on! This time, Mr. Megan will take you all, absolutely foolproof."

The middle-aged man among the three also responded immediately:

"Mr. Carmen, I will do my best..."

"Is there only three people?" Comparing the conversations of several people in the camp, Dawn's expression was a little subtle. He didn't expect the helpers provided here...there would be only three people!

Carmen, the head of the camp, also saw Dawn's dissatisfaction.

He immediately explained with a smile:

"Professor Dawn, it's not that we don't want to contribute, but that most of the capable people are in the ruins."

"Our side now has to maintain the security of the neighborhood, keep in touch with the city, and make sure that no stray people break into the ruins. In this case - there really can't be any more people out there. !"

"..."

"Sir, that person is also the caster."

"Costat, what you said is... oh, it's him. The concealment of magic power is very good, and it is a good player among ordinary spellcasters."

On the other side of the camp, Ronald's master and servant, who had packed their luggage, were watching this scene in the distance.

The three people sent from the camp are not completely useless.

Leaving aside the other two, the calm middle-aged man had a strong fluctuation of magic power. As a staff member of a civil force, this was obviously a very important existence.

The pre-departure discussions ultimately did not change anything.

In the second hour before the end of the breakfast, the group of people who came to support and the three helpers from the camp, a total of ten people, began the task of exploring the ruins.

The pores of the ice waterfall could only accommodate one person barely passing through.

However, subsequent staff excavated the passage, making it a tunnel that could accommodate two people passing side by side. On the premise that the entrance had been discovered before, the two guards held torches and opened the way at the front.

Not to mention a powerful spellcaster like Ronald.

The space after passing through the ice waterfall is actually very unfriendly to ordinary people.

The finely broken stone flakes on the ground can be seen everywhere, and even sharp enough to scratch the skin if you are not careful. The warmth of the winter sun is barely shed by the ice wall and the length of the tunnel. Only the torches at the end of the team remain. Provide light.

Just walked for a few minutes.

A secluded silence crept in.

Fortunately, there are no animals around this season - otherwise, if you make any noise, there will be a lot of noise in the team.

Another few minutes passed, and the young guy walking in front couldn't help but speak:

"Mr. Megan, we really..."

The middle-aged practitioner interrupted:

"Haley, control the fear in your heart, which will only make you more dangerous when you are in danger. Think about it, we now have the help of the most professional professors in the world, and an explorer who has traveled the world. , the situation has been very good.”

The young man nodded in comfort:

"Okay...well, I see."

The team continued to advance in the dark.

After continuing to stay away from the entrance, the ground under their feet became softer than before, and the temperature of the air no longer made people feel uncomfortably cold.

"Mr. Dawn, come and see this."

At this moment, the middle-aged practitioner sent from the camp spoke. This calm man was holding a torch and standing in front of an irregular earth wall.

"We've seen this before, but don't know what it means yet."

The rest of the team immediately followed.

After getting close, everyone found that what the middle-aged practitioner pointed out was a man-made wall in a serious state of damage!

And its structure is badly damaged though.

However, some of the text on its surface has been preserved by chance.

Celier in the team was the first to react: "The structure and arrangement of this script is a bit like the Nigalese alphabet, but I'm not quite sure which branch it is..."

Dawn, who has sufficient knowledge reserves, spoke at this moment:

"This is the sacred alphabet used by the Nimen descendants of the Nigalese in sacrifice. I will try to translate it..."

The voice fell, and Dawn immediately took out a pen and paper from his pocket.

After entering the work, the professor was very attentive. While copying the content on the wall, he muttered what he remembered. Others in the surrounding ranks also spontaneously surrounded him, providing protection for the academics at work.

Only the maid next to Ronald was a little different.

Seeing what was happening in front of him, Costat immediately turned his doubtful eyes to Ronald:

"gentlemen?"

Ronald smiled and whispered back:

"We try not to interfere with other people's work."

"..."

Costat nodded in understanding, while Ronald whispered to the maid:

"A few words are missing from the contents of the walls, and they seem to be quite subtle. The gist should be - in the great Nigaldi... King..., new cities and altars will be built on this On land, we...started together here."

Ronald directly recognized the words above.

The convenience of general language knowledge is reflected here~www.readwn.com~ The content of the written record does not contain any very important information, and Ronald does not intend to use this advantage to **** Dwayne's position in the team. So this kind of work is better left to this professor.

There is not much text on the walls.

After about five minutes passed, Dawn successfully cracked it, then turned his head and said to the people around him:

"This was supposed to be a monument."

"It is recorded that this is the altar and the city that the king of Nigal ordered to be erected."

Completely correct content is a testament to Dawn's professionalism.

After the professor spoke, Celier's expression became solemn, and he instructed everyone with a serious look:

"In this case, we have to be careful when we move forward."

"There is definitely danger in the back!"