Princess Magadal, Huang Huo, Fang Qi, and even the Prime Minister's daughter looked strange in the eyes of the natives of Wohnde. The buildings were simple, but they often had complex geometrical shapes, and the surface material was either metal, crystal, or glass. Most of the metal pillars and frames were scorched black and showed signs of melting. Glass and crystals were scattered all over the ground, and the roads in the city were covered in dust, forming a gray world.
It was as if the Greysword Saint-mephistopheles had unfolded.
But if the buildings were extravagant, they were simple. They did not have the complex and varied lines of the human religious buildings, nor did they have pointed vaults or complicated decorations. They did not have the elves' hollow courtyards, complicated arched windows, pavilions, and gardens. They also did not have the dazzling pillars, stone statues, and carvings of the dwarves. These buildings were simply geometrical shapes and varied planes, simple and powerful, but not lacking in imagination.
Everyone was stunned, as if they had come to a different world. They did not even notice that their leader seemed to be very familiar with this place.
Princess Magadal was studying the ground. The ground was also paved with metal. She gently rubbed it with her finger, and the dull light on the metal became brighter. "Mithril!" She exclaimed, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
This discovery caused a stir among the others, because the entire street, or more accurately, most of the buildings in the city, were paved with the same metal.
A city built with Mithril.
Everyone's eyes were filled with shock, and of course, there were a few who had a fanatical look in their eyes. Among them were Ling and the little female dragon Aloz.
The elder half-elf sister seemed to have come alive at this time.
She whispered to her sister, "Is this really Mithril, the kind of metal that is very valuable?"
"Sister," Lotus was a little embarrassed by her sister's greedy behavior. "Everyone is watching. Besides, with so much Mithril, if we bring it back to our world, it will cause the price of Mithril to fluctuate. It may not be as valuable as we think."
"What do you know," the former snorted, "Without money, how are we going to return to Erouine and continue to look for Mother? There is so much Mithril here, it won't matter if we take some. As for the price fluctuations, it doesn't matter, we just have to get rid of them before that happens. "
Brando heard the conversation between the two sisters. It was not that he wanted to eavesdrop, but the two sisters' voices were too loud. He could not help but be surprised by Ling's' professional vocabulary ', it seemed like this was not the first time the little girl had done such a thing.
But when he turned back to look at the latter, the little girl immediately shut her mouth, and showed an indifferent expression.
But compared to the 'reserved' sisters, Aloz was apparently in a state of fanaticism... "So much!" Brendel heard her gasp in surprise. She quickly ran to the side and used her teeth to bite the metal pillar. From what he could see, it was a lamp post.
"This is not Mithril!" The little female dragon screamed, "This is not Mithril at all!"
As a 'wealth collector', the appraisal of the dragon race, especially the female dragon, caused a commotion. "How can it be?" Princess Magadal was not surprised, "Such a light metal, so hard, and with such good magic conductivity and luminosity, this is obviously Mithril."
"This is not Mithril," Aloz was so sad that she was about to cry, "Mithril is sweet, this thing doesn't taste right."
Brendel, who was observing a building in the distance, almost vomited blood when he heard the little female Dragon's words. He thought to himself that this was how the Dragon race appraised metals. He could totally imagine that for the Dragon race, the higher the value of the metal – the more delicious it would be.
So gold was probably chocolate-flavored.
But he had already recognized the identity of this metal.
It was titanium alloy.
The whole city used a large number of titanium alloy structures, including the paving of the ground. It was obviously not as simple as a city. Brando had a vague feeling that this thing was more like a fortress.
It was too advanced.
It was far beyond what he knew of that era.
He looked up and stared at the gray sky, but it was as if he saw the bright stars of Wohnde on a summer night in the mountains of Bucce. That night, he stared at the boundless night sky in the same way and asked himself, "What is this?
Why did he come to this place?
Was it a mission given to him by the unseen world?
That made him want to save the country of Erouine.
And at this moment.
The answer to this question seemed to be extended to multiple meanings.
He had a vague feeling that everything he had been searching for might be answered in this city. He could not help but think: Maybe it was not a coincidence that he came here, but a choice in the unseen world.
But the question was.
Who chose him?
While Brando was silent, Princess Magadal was obviously interested in the various symbols that appeared on the ground. As a representative public figure of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, she had been to many states under Cruz's rule, including Erouine, and even the small cities in Silver Bay. There was no 'street' in any place that was so novel to her.
There were all kinds of symbols drawn on the streets. What was the purpose of them? Were they religious symbols? Or was it just an artistic painting?
But she saw many repetitive patterns, which made her doubt her judgment.
The princess looked up and saw Brando walking through a street with ease. She could not help but ask: "Mr. Brando, what is the purpose of these symbols?"
Brendel was thinking about his own problem when he heard Magadal's question. He turned around to look at the direction she was pointing at and answered subconsciously, "That's the right-hand lane."
"What, what about this?"
"Zebra crossing."
"Zebra crossing?"
Brando suddenly reacted: "Uh … Probably, I just said it casually."
"Mr. Brando …"
"I'm sorry, I just felt that the atmosphere was too tense and wanted to make a joke." Faced with Princess Magadal's questioning look, Brando could not help but laugh. It was as if coming to this place, the other half of his soul began to come alive.
He was also caught off guard when something like that happened just now happened.
Princess Magadal was stunned. Although she felt that Brando's words were suspicious, she could not find any fault with it. She could not help but think that maybe she was thinking too much. Indeed, the atmosphere here was oppressive, and she could not help but feel suspicious.
It was not easy to avoid the Nun Princess's questioning. Brando finally breathed a sigh of relief. But when he turned back, he saw Aloz, who had returned to her human form, looking at him with a 'treacherous' look.
"Hmph."
"What?"
"This is the fortress of the Silver Plains. It is said to be the birthplace of the Rune Dwarves. All knowledge about this place is a secret, even the Dragons and Bugas have lost information about it. How did you know about it, stinky human?" The little female dragon was still holding half of the lamp post in her hand, and said with a proud tone: "Did you find it in some mage's pile of papers?"
"I said, it was just a casual remark." Brando replied in a huff: "What are you doing with that lamp post, are you planning to use it as a weapon?"
"This is a lamp post?" The little female dragon looked at him ambiguously: "I see, I just wanted to take it back to the Dragons to see if it was valuable. Its physical properties are similar to Mithril, and it also has a good magic conductivity. In theory, it should not be a simple metal."
"I just thought it looked like it."
"Hehe, unnecessary explanation, stinky human."
"Shut up."
Brando and Aloz continued to pester each other. Fortunately, the little female dragon did not seem to intend to continue on this topic, and was just proud of her own judgment. Not long after, Huang Huo and Fang Qi found the traces left behind by Fu Luofa and the others.
It was a tall building, much taller and more majestic than any human building in Wohnde. In fact, before seeing such a city, it was hard for others to believe that there was a place in the world where buildings could be built so tall and straight.
Of course, some of them may have seen the World Tree of Valhalla, and the towering fortress was still fresh in their minds. However, compared to the mountain-like tower in the center of the city, the World Tree of Valhalla was nothing.
And on the building discovered by Huang Huo, Brando saw the corpse of a giant dragon.
The latter was in the form of a dragon crawling on the top of the building, with a huge spear on its back. The spear nailed it to the glass and titanium alloy structure of the building. Its head was tilted to one side, and it was obvious that it had been dead for a long time.
"This spear …"
Magadal stared at the dark red spear, and said solemnly, "This is the Lava Spear, the weapon of a high-grade demon. This is the first time I've seen it in real life. Strange, why would they fight with us?"
"Don't underestimate the madness of a demon," Aloz replied, gritting her teeth. "It must be trying to take the spoils of war for itself, or to please the Twilight Dragon. Damn it, Fu Luofa is in danger."
As she said that, she wanted to chase in that direction.
But before she could do so, Brando pressed on her shoulder. "Wait, something's not right here." Brando looked around solemnly and warned in a low voice.
Just as his voice trailed off.
The quiet street was filled with a rustling sound, as if countless insects were crawling on the ground, surrounding them from all directions.
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