The translucent purple glass flower lay quietly in his hand. Roland heaved a sigh and put it in his Backpack.
The flower might not be very valuable in the game, but it would be a different story if one were to look at it in the real world.
Roland only had one petal earlier, and it wasn't very effective. Also, Vivian's mental power wasn't stable, so Roland gave it to her to calm her down.
Otherwise, it would've taken Vivian a year or two to become an official Mage with her aptitude.
Now, a complete flower of the World Tree was enough to improve the toughness of Roland's soul.
But he wasn't in a hurry to use it until the quest was over.
After all, he didn't know the side effects of using a complete petal of the World Tree. What if he had to sleep for a dozen days?
Roland continued digging. He condensed two luminous balls of light and asked them to follow him.
He created stone stairs in the tunnel and separated the soil with earth elements before he moved it out.
After spending more than three hours, Roland finally opened the entrance to the Ancestral Ruins.
This place was said to be the remains of a city from a thousand years ago. It was quite normal that it was buried almost a hundred meters underground.
Then, he sat on the stone stairs to rest and put on a full set of magic regeneration equipment.
Very soon, Betta and the others arrived.
The cave entrance was slanted, and because it was too deep, the light from below couldn't penetrate it at all. It was pitch black, and there seemed to be some strange sounds coming from below. It was extremely eerie, as if it was a cave that led to hell.
Betta couldn't help but ask in the guild system, "Brother Roland, are you really down there?"
Roland: "Come down. I'll wait for you at the bottom."
They took out torches and walked down slowly.
The entrance that Roland opened wasn't big enough for one person to walk down.
It was well known that walking in the dark would give people a sense of nervousness even if they had torches and couldn't see far away.
Then, they would feel that it was a long way or that a long time had passed.
Betta and the others didn't see the white ball of light at the bottom until they passed through a long period of darkness.
The four of them heaved a sigh of relief at the same time and quickly walked down.
They came to Roland and were about to talk, when they saw a round hollow in front of Roland. Through the hollow, they could see a deep, vast darkness.
The light from the light ball that Roland summoned was not reflected at all in the darkness, so they couldn't see anything.
This clearly meant that there was a huge, almost boundless hole in front of them.
Moreover, standing at the entrance of the cave, one could smell the stench of stone and mud.
There was even a faint breeze blowing on his face.
"This should be the dungeon's entrance."
Roland said lightly.
Then he turned around and looked at the entrance.
The soil above began to pour in, and soon, the long hole was once again blocked.
F6 and the others all understood that Roland was afraid that outsiders might break in while they were on a mission. It was a prudent move.
However, understanding was one thing, but this situation where there was no way forward and no way out always made people feel a little worried.
After the entrance of the cave was blocked, the breeze brought by the air flow also disappeared.
This place was very quiet, so quiet that they could almost hear the heartbeat of others.
While they were all silent, Roland walked into the hole first. "In any case, let's go in and take a look first."
The others all took a breath and immediately followed.
On his first step into the hole, Roland felt that he stepped on a soft material, and then he looked down, only to find that he was following a pile of withered grass.
The withered grass was spread on the ground, and when he stepped on it, the grass and leaves at the bottom were all turned into powder, and some dust was raised.
"Has it been weathered?" Roland murmured softly.
Then he moved on. After all, this was a relic from two thousand years ago. After such a long time, even if the things here were well-preserved, it was probably possible that they would have been weathered.
Roland moved on, stepping on the withered grass and making soft sounds.
Then, Betta and the others quickly followed.
The footsteps of the five of them echoed and spread in this empty place.
After they walked for a few seconds, layers of footsteps suddenly rang out around them.
It was very weak and quite dense, as if countless people were hiding in the darkness and slowly walking toward him from all directions.
All five of them were startled and stopped at the same time.
Then, they quickly formed a small circle with their backs to each other and watched the surroundings.
But soon, the footsteps gradually disappeared as if they had never been there.
No one said anything. After all, this was an unfamiliar environment, and they were afraid that they would attract some monsters or terrible magical beasts that hunted in the darkness.
The five of them waited for a long time, but the footsteps didn't sound again.
Roland froze for a moment and seemed to understand something.
Then, he took the initiative to continue walking forward.
The other four had wanted to stop him, but seeing this, they also followed.
After all, Roland had always been the mainstay of their F6.
They just followed him.
The few of them slowly walked forward. After a few seconds, the scalp-numbing sound of overlapping footsteps appeared again.
Betta and the others became nervous again and were about to form a circle again.
Roland, however, walked slowly in front and said, "Don't worry, it's multiple echoes."
Hearing this, all four of them were relieved.
They followed Roland.
In the darkness, the dense, layered footsteps were still echoing, and it didn't take many seconds for Roland's voice to come back.
No, no, there's no need to use a pole …
Because it was an echo, the sound was severely distorted. Coupled with the overlapping footsteps, it was as if there were people talking and walking in all directions. It was so eerie that it made people feel goosebumps all over their bodies.
At first, Betta wanted to talk and chat, but seeing this situation, he immediately lost the interest to talk.
It was the same for the others.
The five of them moved forward in silence.
Enduring the incessant echoes of footsteps and the noise that made people lose their sanity, they didn't know how long they walked in the darkness, but they were walking in the same direction.
It seemed that they walked for a long time, and they rested three times on the way, before they finally walked in front of a high city wall.
And here, the layered echoes finally quieted down a lot.
Although there were still echoes, they weren't as creepy anymore.
After a break and a casual meal, the five of them walked along the old city wall in one direction. They were quite lucky, and it didn't take long for them to see the city gate.
The huge wooden gate had decayed, half of it tilted, and the other half had fallen to the ground.
Roland stepped on it and stomped a big hole in the seemingly thick gate.
It had also been weathered.
They walked in from the city and found that the ruins in front of them were almost intact.
The bluestone slabs on the ground were still hard, but the broad streets were as empty as a field.
Roland and the others walked along the street into the city, and Roland found the nearest house and poked the window … It seemed intact, but the wooden window quickly turned into a pile of powder.
And Roland looked into the house and saw that the furniture was well arranged, and there were bowls and plates on the table, very neat, without any messy place.
Then they checked most of the houses nearby and found that all the rooms were neat and full of the smell of life.
It was just that time seemed to have suddenly stopped, and nothing had changed. The only problem was that … the people were all gone.
There were no bones, no corpses.
There weren't even animal corpses.
The whole ruins, or rather, the whole city, was extremely "clean" and "intact," which was extremely surprising.
It was frozen in a certain gap in time.
They split up and searched for a while, but they didn't find any useful clues or anomalies.
They regrouped.
Roland moved the light ball further away and looked at the city center. The feeble light was reflected, and there seemed to be a huge object rising to the sky in the darkness.
He said, "Let's go to the city center and see if we can find the quest target."
They moved on.
Soon, they came to the city center. With the help of Roland's light ball, they finally saw what the huge object before them was.
It was a huge, pyramid-shaped building.
It was made of large black square stones and was very high.
"Let's go in and take a look."
Roland and the others found the entrance to the pyramid. They were ready for battle.
But to their surprise, they wandered around the pyramid and didn't find anything.
There was nothing except the stones of the pyramid itself, not even murals.
Maybe there should be, but maybe the pigments weren't up to standard, and the pigments had evaporated in the long river of time.
They found a staircase in the pyramid and went all the way up, until they reached the top of the pyramid.
This golden tower didn't have a spire, and the top was flat.
After they came up, the space here was a lot smaller, probably only about three hundred square meters.
So, they saw what seemed to be a sacrificial altar in the middle of the top floor.
They walked around and found that the center of the sacrificial altar was empty, as if it were a large water tank.
And on the water tank, a few strange, circular hieroglyphs were carved.
Roland cast Language Proficiency on himself and read the meaning of the words.
"Sacred Tears of Light!"
Huh?
Tears of Light?
But it was empty!
Where was the Water of Light?
Everybody looked at each other in bewilderment.
This quest was too unexpected.
At this moment, Betta suddenly pointed not far away in front of him and said, "Brother Roland, there's a small stele there!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw that there was indeed a black stone tablet standing there.
There were words written on it.
Roland walked over, half squatted, and read the meaning of the strange hieroglyphs on it.
"Thank you, Mr. so-and-so, for saving our whole city!"
Roland frowned. It wasn't that he couldn't translate the "so-and-so," but that he couldn't see it at all, as if the words were blocked by a mosaic.
He couldn't help but extend his hand and pat it, trying to get rid of the thing that was blocking the words.
However, the moment his finger touched the words, the stone tablet shone brightly.
Greatly shocked, Roland immediately stepped back, summoned the magic puppet, and used a magic shield.
He shouted, "Magic trap, everyone, be careful!"
There was nothing but white light in front of Roland's eyes. Then, he half squatted and quietly listened to the noises around him. After all, if an enemy attacked, there would probably be noises.
He heard the exclamations of Betta and the others, and then … he heard the noise of people.
There was also a comfortable breeze on his face.
Huh?
The white light gradually dispersed, and then he saw … a bright, lively world.
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