Chapter 530. Relics

Style: Fantasy Author: Remains of the old swordWords: 2044Update Time: 24/02/20 09:01:04
"This is already the sixth level, right? Is it over yet?"

After staying in the maze for two full days, the gloomy environment without seeing the sun increased Artoris's negative emotions. All the way down the dilapidated and decayed stairs, Artolis clicked her tongue after seeing the ancient door that was the same as the one above.

"No matter how much you complain, you can't solve the problem. Judging from the structure of the first few floors, except for the water area where monsters are hidden, there is no other shortcut to the bottom of this maze. This is helpless." See Atuo Liz looked upset, and Baron spoke.

"Actually, I just made a few comments based on my feelings. You don't need to pay attention to me."

Listening to Baron's answer, Artolis raised her forehead. It had to be said that this atmosphere had a great impact on her mood. Even she, who was usually optimistic and positive, could not help but feel a little irritable.

In addition, the maze strategy was not put to any use, and all the burden was placed on Baron. This lack of sense of responsibility made Atoris feel ashamed. After leaving the Wolf King, his shortcomings in thinking were immediately apparent. No matter how good his brain was, he would not have put himself in such an embarrassing situation where he could only fight but not judge.

"Is that so..." After hearing this, Baron paused for a moment, then nodded as if he understood something: "Then since Artoris is fine, let's move on."

"Yeah" Artoris responded as she stared at the back of Baron's head.

Step by step, I walked down the stairs and came to the door of the sixth floor of the maze. This door was locked by a mechanism. Just like the fourth floor, you need to find a key or crack the code to open it.

"It seems that the keyhole has been corrupted. It is estimated that the ice key cannot be condensed to open the lock like before." After observing the structure of the ancient door, Barong touched his chin with a headache.

"Does this mean that we can't take chances this time?" Fumbling around the door, Artolis's eyes were attracted by a shadow in the corner.

Driven by curiosity, Artolis stepped forward step by step. However, when she saw the true face of that shadow, Artolis's pupils shrank.

The shadow leaning against the corner was the body of a headless soldier. The moment Artolis approached, the other party's fingers that had long since withered into bones suddenly began to move as if by a miracle.

"Atoris, stay back!" Baron rushed here immediately after hearing the noise, and raised his hand to stop Atoris behind him.

"Is it an undead?" Artoris frowned, and the look she cast was not one of fear, but just slight surprise.

The corpse seemed to sense the breath of the living and wanted to stand up. Seeing this, Barong did not choose to approach hastily. He stared at the black mist floating out from the neck of the silver armor, his expression gradually becoming serious. got up.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." The strange and calm voice came from nowhere, making the two vigilant people slightly startled.

"I am the knight of the church - Trausk. Don't worry, you two. As you can see, I am still alive."

"Huh? Wait, you said you are still alive?" Artolis was surprised by the other party's words. Her eyes swept over the embroidered sword that had penetrated the other party's chest and was nailed to the wall, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face. believe.

"My head was chopped off by the bishop on the night of the festival, but he did not take my life, but to save me. That night, the green meteor shattered the statue of the island protector, and the entire Balinoa fell into an endless white night, and I was there I was infected with filth at that time. You should know the result, the collapse of consciousness and finally sinking into a beast. So the bishop cut off my head and buried it in the corner of the temple. He vowed to give it to those who suffered from natural disasters through rituals. The people of Balinoa were liberated, yet he does not seem to have succeeded.”

"Are you... telling us the historical background of this ruins?" Artoris frowned as she stared at Trausk's decayed armor in confusion.

"I'm sorry, we don't understand what you mean. We are not the explorers of later generations. We are just two adventurers who followed the maze all the way here. We don't know much about Balinoa and know nothing about it. Please forgive me."

"..."

The two people's replies left Trausk speechless for a moment. The failure of that ceremony extinguished Balinoa's last hope, causing the island to sink into the abyss. Due to the death of the bishop, his body could never wait until the day it truly recovered. The reason why his consciousness still lingered here after hundreds of years was to restore the past civilization and prosperity of Barinoa to And convey the inevitable fate of failure to those who come after you.

However, the two living people who finally waited seemed to be not interested at all, leaving Trausk speechless.

"Well... Actually, you don't have to be depressed. This Water City maze is not a one-time item. After we complete the strategy, the Time and Space Tower should send investigators to explore it for a second time. You can tell them then." The other party stopped talking and lowered his struggling arms as if he had given up on himself. Artolis realized that she and Baron were rude, so she quickly spoke to comfort her.

"Is that so?" Trausk was doubtful about Artolis's words.

"Yes, the lost civilization and the natural maze in the City of Water are of great investigation value. As long as we report it, the Space-Time Tower will not ignore it. Of course, the premise is that we can conquer the maze and get out alive." Xiang Compared with Artoris's simple and empty comfort, Baron's statement was quite certain, and there was also a hint of threat in his words.

The labyrinth is located in the most noble and elegant building in the ruins. It should be the church temple that Trausk mentioned. And since Traust is the relic of the disaster in Balinoa, as a knight of the church, he may know how to open the folding fan. door.

Baron clasped his hands on his chest. He put his words here. Only by letting them out can the matter be conveyed. And since Trausk has such a wish, there is no reason not to help.

"I understand, what you want is the way to open this door, I can tell you." As if he exhaled a breath, Trausk responded to the threat of Baron's red fruit.

"Thank you very much. We will definitely pass this information to the Space-Time Tower after this. I think they will send someone to look for it soon..."

"But it might be a little troublesome."

Baron's slightly happy voice stopped abruptly due to Trausk's next words.

"I need you to find my head. That is the key to opening the door to the end of the world."