I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

"Behind you..."

Lu Jian immediately patted Shia on the shoulder.

Shia immediately turned around and put on a defensive posture, but soon, her expression fell into a daze again.

"have what?"

Shia asked, she didn't seem to see that person, she was very confused, her eyes couldn't focus on him.

"Didn't you see it?"

Lu Jian asked, he cautiously looked in the direction of that person, his eyes were dark, and the long-haired man in a white robe was looking at him blankly in the same posture as Shia.

Shia sensed something was wrong and immediately snapped her fingers.

The ripples of the detection spell spread out, however, in the feedback of the magic, there was nothing special around.

"See what? My Detect tells me nothing."

Shia began to feel uneasy.

If Lu Jian didn't lie, it meant that there was indeed something in front of him.

However, his own detection technique did not respond.

Under normal circumstances, there are two possibilities for the detection technique not responding, one is that there is nothing, and the other is that the opponent has far more power than the caster, so the caster cannot detect it.

"Right...there?"

When Lu Jian was about to reach out to point out the existence of the other party, he saw that the guy disappeared again.

"Is that... the remains of the saint?"

Shia asked.

Lu Jian's strange performance just now seems to be related to the person he mentioned earlier who appeared in the ruins. If it is really the remains of a saint, then it seems understandable that he can evade Shia's detection technique.

After all, she is the existence at the top of the extraordinary power in this world, and Shia is only a quasi-executive, and she is not yet qualified to walk independently.

"I think it should be."

Lu Jian nodded.

He didn't understand why he was the only one who could see that thing. It's the first time Lu Jian came to the wasteland, so he wouldn't be involved with the things here, so could it be the effect of [True Vision], because Lu Jian has a deeper understanding of the wasteland? One level up, so you can see things you shouldn't?

"I don't think it's right, we should find someone else to discuss it."

He looked towards the center of the city.

...

In the center of the city, in the circular square, in front of the altar.

"Iron Fist" stood here, looking at the altar whose sides were mottled due to weathering, and the words could no longer be recognized.

"Is this the nameless city?"

He stretched out his hand, the hand full of shining crystals was no longer human-shaped, more like the limbs of some insects, Iron Fist muttered to himself.

Beside him, a man with half of his face covered by crystal nuclei stepped forward and spoke.

"According to the guidance of the map, it should be here. As long as you can find the treasure here, then it shouldn't be a problem to rebuild a city-state. At that time, you can also become a saint and rule this wasteland."

"I don't have such extravagant wishes, I just hope that here I can find a way to save my city-state."

Iron Fist took out the map and checked it carefully.

If the giant was here at this time, he would be able to quickly recognize that Iron Fist's map is far more detailed than his own. In addition to the specific coordinates of the starry sky and the sun, there are also some ancient characters of the wasteland.

These ancient characters are not the characters of the civilization before the spread of the crystal nucleus disease, nor are they the modern characters, but the remnants of the civilization that was born in the wasteland for a short time.

After the crystal nucleus disease spread and the world came to an end, the entire land was not as barren as it is now. The remaining human beings once established a civilization, but later, for some reason, the civilization was destroyed, and the entire land became a Such a wasteland.

In the eyes of many people, this is just a legend, a nonsense to deceive rookie wasteland hunters, but Iron Fist knows that after so many years of searching, he is very clear that that civilization exists.

It is the remnants of that civilization that made the world have saints. The first thirteen saints are the hope for the survival of mankind and the victory over crystal nucleus disease. Finding the remains of these original saints is the way of redemption that Iron Fist firmly believes in.

"This used to be a prosperous city-state, with a scale and splendor far surpassing [Athens]. However, due to unknown reasons, it fell into destruction..."

Iron Fist read the words on the map and looked towards the altar.

"The remains of the saint here are missing, maybe it's underground."

This kind of altar, Iron Fist has seen it in other ruins before, this is one of the characteristics of that civilization, the huge circular city square and altar, it seems that tens of thousands of people will gather here to watch some grand sacrificial ceremony, As long as you imagine it, it is an extremely magnificent scene.

Under the altar, there are extremely complicated organs and passages. No one knows what these organs and passages are built for. However, Iron Fist can vaguely guess from the shape and structure of these passages. These may be used to imprison and imprison something. .

"Start it."

Iron Fist said.

Immediately, the people around him took out the two leather water bags, unscrewed the caps, and poured out the liquid in them.

It was warm blood, from human beings.

The blood flowed onto the altar and flowed across the uneven surface of the altar, forming a complicated pattern.

The pattern is like stars, like the universe, like the sky and the earth.

The blood continued to flow down, into the end of the altar, and into the interior of the altar.

bang——

It can be heard that some kind of roar rises from the ground, and the ground under the iron fist trembles, as if a small-scale earthquake has occurred.

In an instant, under the night sky, those dormant monsters were about to move, attracted by this movement, and peeking at the city center.

Iron Fist and the others saw that the whole square began to shake.

These ruined buildings seemed to have life at this moment. In the center of the wide square, the altar sank slowly, revealing a passage leading to the ground.

A rotten wind blows, making Iron Fist frown slightly.

"It looks deep down here, give me the torch."

Taking the torch from the person next to him, Iron Fist threw it down.

bang——

The torch fell to the ground after falling for a while, illuminating the surroundings, which seemed to be a hall.

Iron Fist looked at the person next to him.

"The scouts go to explore the way first, and come back immediately if they encounter problems."

He ordered the man next to him whose half face had crystallized to call two nimble scouts, they pulled the rope and slid down, picking up the torches to illuminate the surroundings.

At this moment, Iron Fist suddenly felt that someone was watching him.

He got up and looked back, only to see a man in white looking at the highest point of the auditorium in the square.

He also wanted to ask someone to check, but in the blink of an eye, Iron Fist found that the other party was missing.

"There's a door here, boss, a door."

At this time, from the ground, came the voice of scouts.

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