Things happened so fast -
The adventurer and the apprentice cautiously approached the tall city gate. The wood had long since decayed, leaving an empty skeleton. The situation is even more true when applied to humans. There are no bones or ashes in a knight's armor behind the door.
The Dragon of Time took away everything. Meimi's little thoughts didn't matter, it was a symbol of greed.
Uriel was still sighing when the knight's armor, which was no longer shining, suddenly pulled out his sword and slashed at them with the sword.
"Lower your head!" the adventurer ordered. Memie screamed and rolled over, and Uriel did so without hesitation. The sword light flew over the apprentice's head. He couldn't help but be startled when he saw the stone sculpture in the distance was broken into two parts, and his upper body slid down along the slashing line.
When Uriel climbed up as fast as he could, the mercenary had already met the knight. At first he was convinced that someone was hiding inside. But after York used magic again and knocked away the incomplete iron helmet, he had to admit that his first feeling was not wrong. This is just an empty full-body armor of a knight, not a mysterious creature that has lived for thousands of years.
"Devil!" The little gray wolf turned around and ran back to the cave with his tail between his legs. "I said it, I said it! This is the devil!"
Fortunately, the apprentice caught him. "Don't run around, it's not safe here." The knight armor can move, so there's no reason why other things can't. Uriel had no doubt that the stupid wolf would hit the stone statue or the sword of the guard's armor. He stayed in the tunnel until he came down, which was a rare and wise move.
The mercenaries over there had the upper hand in the battle. But this is reasonable. The adventurer boasted that he fought in and out of the sea of the undead alone and even saved the life of the big-nosed dwarf. In the end, even Su Sheng's place was destroyed by his sword. Even if the truth was only one-tenth of the exaggeration, Uriel believed that he could defeat an armor effortlessly.
The knight's sword was of high quality, and the apprentice could tell that. York's sword is covered in magic. The two swords did not strike many times, and the speed was not fast, but the momentum was very fierce. The knight's armor was so precise in fighting that Uriel almost thought he was watching a drill. It looks like the battle will be over faster, the armor will definitely not grow brains, Gaia bless you.
With a bang, York kicked the armor down, and then penetrated the interlocking chains inside with a sword. The dusty knight's armor fell to the ground. He paused, panting, about to withdraw his sword, then changed his mind and looked around cautiously.
"What is that?" asked the apprentice.
"Mysterious spin-off."
"derivative?"
"It's the mysteriously infected thing in the mysterious place." York glanced at Meimei, "Demons are not so fragile."
"There are quite a few enemies to be wary of." Uriel picked up the sword of the defending knight. After he mobilized his magic power, it was as light as a small stick. "Perhaps they guard the treasure."
"Do we have to do this?" The werewolf meant nothing more than entering the ancient city. "We don't know what's inside. If the knight's armor from before comes to join the team, let alone a treasure. 'There is no treasure worth protecting than one's own life'. God, I would rather eat your gloves."
Who knew that the mysterious place was actually a city? But just like Bonfire Town, maybe there is a Black Moon River in it, and the bottom of the river is littered with treasures that no one cares about.
"It is necessary, we have no other choice." Uriel replied. But give me a second to see what's in front of me.
Magic peeks into fate——
York noticed that his companion was in a daze.
"What's wrong with you?" Meimi asked.
Uriel shook his head, "I think we'd better avoid the main entrance. There was a war here, and the enemy was wiped out, but the knights' armor remained. There is a group of knights at the main entrance."
The city gate is adjacent to the wide street, and the ground is full of broken weapons and armor. There was no second complete one among them, and the fabric at the joints was shattered into dust. The metal has also been rusted, but a few black armor pieces are still resisting the encroachment of the air. Uriel's heart beat faster, he was sure those were steel rocks. This is a mysterious material, not as valuable as Smiley Face Mine, but not too common. The ancient city was so wealthy that they used them to make armor for the knights who defended the city.
York glanced at him. "It makes sense. They may be reinforcements from the city gate. Let's take a detour." He also did not give up the idea of exploring the city. Risk takers count their adventures as part of their wealth.
Honor cannot be exchanged for money. It is worth far more than a box of ancient gold coins that require re-melting.
It is not easy to cross the city wall from outside the city gate. The light element tried to crawl over, but Meimi firmly refused. They almost came to blows. The towering city wall is even more complete than Venevoise, and the scratches and cracks on it are solidified at the end of the war. Maybe the city fell later and there was no more fighting.
However, Uriel told them that this impenetrable wall had long lost its original meaning. There was a terrible crack not far from the city gate. It was a gap cut by heavy and sharp siege equipment. He guessed that it might have appeared before the city gate was opened, and it was the first place where the city fell.
Therefore, when York reached the edge of the gouge-like wound, he stepped in without hesitation. He knew that the first positions to be captured would rarely contain knights - for their enemy would be a torrent that would break through any hastily organized defenses without stopping.
"There are moving armors everywhere here, and the people inside have disappeared long ago." Little Gray Wolf said, "Why don't I see their enemies?"
"Obviously, their enemies probably have nothing to wear," York replied.
The cracks are indeed clean, not to mention the knights, and there are even few building remains. The road is not winding, the stone bricks are marked with knife and ax marks, and moss grows on the night lights and statues. The breeze blew through the ruins, making a whining sound. Sometimes they would encounter lonely knight armors, and the mercenaries would simply and neatly transform them back into what they should be like as quiet, well-behaved objects.
The city behind the high wall is in chaos. There are dilapidated and narrow houses everywhere, most of which are built of stone and burnt earth; some places are barely distinguishable, they are shops, factories, tailor shops and iron foundries. Places with metal materials are relatively easy to identify, although they are very different from the architectural styles of Four Leaf City and Venevoise.
While walking in the tunnel, the apprentice could not help but be suspicious, worried that they would go all the way down to the underground world that York said. Adventurers are afraid of entering the lava. But the exit leads to another world, where there is even sky and light. There is never logic in a mysterious place. Although the current path is equally unfamiliar, any unknown fog that shrouded it has been dispelled. No matter how hideous the truth is, people feel at ease. Uriel knew now that it led to a square tower.
"You seem to have been here before." Maymie Graypaw was very surprised.
"I'm a fortune teller," he responded vaguely. Joey did not repeatedly ask him to keep the secret, but Uriel understood that every persuasion of the messenger was full of profound meaning.
He is not good at words because it is difficult to describe the profound connotation. The apprentice will never forget the truth he told himself under the plaque of the world - people are born to live, only for themselves and not for others. That's why I'm standing here.
Uriel pointed to the square tower and warned his companions why they were here. "There are historical records here. We don't have to go all over the city to find them." He couldn't help but think of the monument in Greenbrier City, which was a symbol of friendship between the two races.
This city belonged to the ancient country of Alanwo. Compared with Green Rose City, its reputation at that time was more than just a land where diplomatic relations were established. This is the capital of Alanvor, the holy land of the ancient Elf Royal Court. It has been called the "White City," "the soil from which the immortal songs of Knox originated," "the City of the Moon," and even "the holy place with the most beautiful nights and bright pearls." This is Kamaria, the city of full moons and songs.
Likewise, it is also the true source of the Black Moon River.
It’s just that thousands of years have passed, and the glorious capital city is no longer there. War and chaos destroyed it, and the remaining corpses are covered with the dust of time. Of the songs of the entire Alanwo civilization, only the inscriptions on the square tower remain.
"Lucia, this is actually the elf city of Kamaria? I should have thought of it - Black Moon River, elf town, golden cup, what other clue could be more obvious than this." The orange-faced man's eyes were filled with tears. Bright.
Most of these long-lived inhuman creatures know many secrets of the past, which is no longer surprising to Uriel. The werewolf Memie stood there blankly. He could not read, but after hearing the word Kamaria, he did not move.
"I seem to have heard of it somewhere..."
The sky was clear and quiet. He raised his head and seemed to be able to see the real night sky through the scene of the mysterious place. "Maybe it's on the pillow, in mother's fairy tales."
That was a long time ago, when there were still ice frontiersmen in Whinneys who were tough, tough and united who were tempered by the severe cold. Werewolves did not need to hide. People accepted this alien power that belonged to the same order and lived through the long dark night together.
There are no fights, no doubts, no carnage, no demons. But fifteen years ago, the werewolves in the Ice Territory were almost killed by people who were frightened out of their courage. They're certainly not demons, but they are feared all the same. Meimi's mother and even their entire clan were almost all killed or wounded. It's just that humans often can't identify werewolves when it's not during the full moon, and the ones who kill them are their own kind - sacrifices to the Broken Moon are not easy to find.
Kamaria is the city of Shattered Moon's projection, where elves live without having to build their own homes. In the story of werewolves, Kamaria is the miracle of the broken moon, where they will never lose their sanity. The moon is with Broken Moon.
But now, the Holy White City has long been destroyed.
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