"What is this!?" Farina suddenly asked. She lifted her skirt with one hand and stood on top of the black pyramid. The pale light reflected the fine hairs on the girl's face.
Next to her hand was a staff, a black metal staff about the thickness of an arm. It was inserted in the area opposite the base of the huge crystal, and a transparent crystal ball was placed on top of it.
Brendel was certain that this thing did not exist in that place before. He patted Scarlet's hand. He and Orthlyss had already guessed the girl's problem. As long as the Dragon's Blood was not harmful, they could put it aside for the time being. The threat of the Dragon Girl Arnoz was still a little weak.
He and the others walked over to take a look at the staff. The staff was black, and there were golden patterns engraved on it. They looked like meaningless metal threads. The style of the staff was exactly the same as the hall. It had an ancient feel to it. The crystal ball was firmly attached to the staff, and it could not be removed no matter how hard he tried. Brando's strength was equivalent to seven or eight adults combined, and it did not budge even after he tried. This meant that the crystal ball and the staff were not connected by physical means.
There might be magic at work below.
Brando had a guess as soon as he saw it. He looked at the others and placed his hand on the crystal ball. In an instant, layers of green light weaved in front of him. These webs scanned up and down in an area of about a cubic meter in front of him, forming a mysterious pattern.
"So it's this thing." Brando's heart skipped a beat.
"What is it?" Veronica asked.
"It's the core of this dungeon," Brando replied.
"Oh, so it's the core crystal. The Wind Elves' Ashen City Fortress also has a similar crystal. It was made by the wizards of Buga, and it can be used to control the outer defense system." Valkyrie suddenly understood.
Brando knew about the crystal in Ashen City Fortress, but it was just a replica of the core crystal. The craftsmen of Buga made many of these replicas, and they sold them to the players for ten thousand gold coins (about a million Tor) each. However, the replicas were far inferior to the real thing.
A row of ancient characters intertwined in front of Brando and formed:
"Staocu … doaas … A 'rtees …" (External sanctum … request … interrupted, damaged …)
"Dumcu … doaas … A 'rtees …" (Dawn … cavalry … sanctum, request … interrupt …)
"Pos' ssa … doaas … A 'rtees …" (Market …, requesting … interrupt …)
…
The ancient language was extremely complex. These pictophonetic characters were extremely prosperous about 20,000 years ago. It seemed to have suddenly exploded at a certain time and spread throughout the entire continent. However, that era had long been buried under the sand, and Brando could only read these words with great difficulty. This was also due to the fact that he had seen too many ancient words before he transmigrated.
The ancient characters in The Amber Sword were all self-contained, and they used to be called a miracle. Many players had done research on this. In the game, there were documents in the libraries of the larger empires. There was also a systematic archaeological investigation of ancient history and writing. Such a huge and complicated world background was something they used to talk about the most.
However, as the characters became more and more complex, countless characters formed a green stream of light that fell like a waterfall in Brando's eyes. However, unlike before, everyone could now see the green light web intertwined on the crystal ball. Except for the symbols that they could hardly recognize, the light web quickly formed layers of patterns under Brando's instructions.
"This is the panoramic view of the underground city!" When the layers of green light stabilized, Veronica's eyes flashed with a strange light. The image projected by the crystal was the panoramic view of the underground city. On top, they could see the three layers of defense that were distributed like broken glass, and then below, the city was distributed like a spider web. The underground halls of various sizes were three-dimensional in mid-air, and it looked like a map of the galaxy.
She couldn't help but turn around and look at Brando with her green eyes. "This is the panoramic view of the 'city' … Could it be that this central crystal can control the entire city?"
Brando took a deep breath and nodded. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised and excited, but not because of what Veronica said. The ancient central crystal was the core and brain of the city, and as a player, it was basic knowledge. He was surprised because of the knowledge he gained from the words. So this was the reason why Valhalla was called a legendary territory.
After reading the ancient text information, although it was not complete and incomplete, and he couldn't read all of it, Brando couldn't help but tremble with excitement. Valhalla was actually a concept territory. He didn't know how the ancient Silver Folk came up with the idea of building such a fortress. They actually set up a huge permanent magic system with the entire city as the foundation.
A permanent magic system was different from a magic circle. This was a super complicated law, elements, and magic intertwined. In fact, it was a territory, a self-contained system within the space, and it was not affected by external forces. Unless the city was completely destroyed and turned into ashes, the system would continue to operate. This permanent magic system seemed to be a kind of Spirit Communication Technique, but it was much higher level than that. The Valhalla people used a permanent transformation system to preserve their souls, gathering heroic spirits from all over the world into this fortress. It was used to preserve skills, technology, and soldiers that might have been lost in the river of time. In short, Valhalla was simply an ancient technology and information center.
Brando saw the Purgatory people who worshipped the sun and fire among these heroic spirits, as well as the Mist Elves and the legendary Light Folk.
He saw the Dawn Spear Cavalry Temple, which was where the heroic spirits of the temple raised the Purgatory people who worshipped the flames of the sun, the Dawn Spear Cavalry. The Purgatory people were the legendary Golden Race. The Dawn Spear Cavalry could use the light of dawn to defend against enemies of darkness and they had powerful healing spells, but this soldier class had already disappeared in the war between the Purgatory people and the Twilight Dragon, even the Purgatory people themselves had disappeared in history. But he never thought that the Valhalla people would reappear in this Martyr's Temple. Although he didn't know how high the standard of the genuine Dawn Spear Cavalry was, the genuine Dawn Spear Cavalry was a level ten soldier class. Even if it was a medium sized empire, it could become the main force of the main forces.
Other than that, he also saw the Twilight Altar that recruited Sudden Death Angels and the Eternal Dark Forest that recruited Dark Elf Archers. These two were legendary level fourteen peak super armies, even normal empires might not have them. Brando knew that other than those super powers that spanned the continent, there were only the four empires established by the Four Sages that had this level of army.
The ancient powerful warriors were all gathered here, this was the original intention of the Martyr's Temple.
No one in the Wohnde world knew the true meaning of the word Valhalla, but Brando's heart was clear. Legends said that Odin had his maid Valkyrie lead the heroic spirits to this great hall in the Gracier Forest, preparing for the Dusk of the Gods in the future. But just from the concept of raising soldiers, the Valhalla Fortress in the Wohnde world was indeed worthy of this name.
But it was a pity —
Veronica gasped at this time. "It can control the central crystal of the entire city. Doesn't that mean that it can mobilize the magic power of the entire city? Is this a huge magic fortress?"
Brando of course knew what she was thinking. Such a fortress was almost equivalent to the floating city of the Bugas. That was the legacy of the Silver Folk, it was impossible that the people of Cruz would not be tempted. But he shook his head and replied, "Not the whole city, but the whole territory."
"What!?" This time, not only Veronica, but also Mephisto and Farina could not help but exclaim. What kind of concept was a magic territory?
But Brando still shook his head. "It's not that simple."
"What do you mean?" Veronica was a little tempted. After all, she was a female general of the empire. If the Loop of Trade Winds, which was originally just an enclave, was not enough to attract her, then a legendary magic territory was too tempting for her.
"You'll know when you come and see." Brando released the crystal in his hand and invited Veronica. His action stunned the lady slightly. She looked at him in surprise. "You're asking me to come?" Veronica looked at Brando curiously and confusedly. His action was equivalent to putting the entire defense system of the fortress under her control.
Brando smiled and nodded.
Veronica saw Brando's reaction and did not ask any more questions. She put her hand on the crystal ball, raised her eyebrows slightly, and then lowered them again. Then a look of realization appeared on her face.
"What's wrong, Army Commander?" Farina asked curiously.
"I see. I was wondering why you trusted me so much." Even though Veronica did not understand the ancient language, she could tell that the underground city had been severely damaged. Perhaps it was because of the erosion of time that the entire city was almost completely paralyzed. "How badly was the city damaged? Is it possible to repair it?" She asked.
Brando shook his head. He had no intention of hiding the truth. "The entire city was almost completely destroyed. Apart from the core of the city, the rest of the city is just an empty shell. There's no way to repair it."
"What a pity," Mephisto and Veronica said at the same time.
"Sly!" Farina glared at him.
It was indeed a pity. This was a legend in a magic territory. But Brando nodded. He was not sad at all. Because he already knew from the final text that this fortress was not the historical Valhalla, and the real Valhalla was still sleeping in this underground fortress. Because from the very beginning, the Valhalla people had created two central crystals.
… … (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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