When Sivi was busy slapping people in the face, Franken and his group arrived at the underground city in the report.

"What an unexpected surprise... I thought at most I could only see a small and complicated underground city like the ones built by goblins." Franken twisted the screws and said in an amazement: "I didn't expect it to be so magnificent."

"It seems I should be glad that this place is not as short as you guessed..." Centaurs Margira returned to Franken after strolling around the entrance: "Everything is normal around."

Where they are now located is a circular platform, surrounded by a circle of white stone pillars full of ancient Roman style. If the distance between the stone pillars is not quite large, it will give people the feeling of a prison.

The platform is about 100 meters away from the ground. If you look down from here, you can see rows of roofs, snow-white towers, and a five-pointed star-shaped underground lake where artificial traces can be clearly seen.

The continuous buildings even surprised Franken - he didn't expect that there would be a city of this size underground.

"I can't feel the sign of life in the city... It's better to say that I can't even feel the soul fluctuation except us."

I don’t know if it is the sequelae of the treatment of ghost disease. Now Claude is very sensitive to soul fluctuations and can even connect the soul territory to a certain extent and gain special power.

Xiwei calls this God-beating... Anyway, the manifestation is similar.

"The city is preserved very well. Life here should not have been suddenly destroyed by natural disasters or wars." Franken confiscated a feathering technique for himself and the Centaur and jumped off the platform.

Claude closed his eyes and muttered for a while, a translucent blue phantom appeared behind him, grabbed his collar and carried him off the platform.

"This flight technique is special enough..."

Centauri Magira looked at Claude, who was being carried down like a raptured chicken, and said this.

Then, he seemed to be a little afraid of acrophobia and stood carefully on the edge of the platform, looked at the dense house below, and swallowed.

Finally, he gritted his teeth: "God of War bless me!" He spread his hooves and jumped down screaming.

Fortunately, Franken's feathering technique was very effective, allowing Jira to fall to the ground without any danger.

"Damn it, it's so exciting...I never want to jump from such a high place again..."

"Compared with that, haven't you Centaurs always claimed to be a warrior?" The phantom behind Claude had disappeared. He looked at Jira who was still trembling slightly, and said, "The scream just now didn't look like a warrior... If there was anything still sleeping in this city, you would probably be awakened by your screams."

"My courage comes from the battlefield, not the sky..."

Jira, who knew she couldn't tell the other party, could only murmur and comfort herself.

At this time, Franken, who was the first to come down, walked out of a room next to him.

"The things inside are all there. Although they are a little messy, they don't look like they have been looted. In fact, many things that seem valuable, as well as some things that are probably daily necessities, are still there, so it is impossible to be a clan migration like the Great Migration."

His voice fell: "It seems that there is probably something hidden in this moon that we don't know."

"The canopy of the World Tree has been red for a long time, but the teacher has sent a message to let us not care," Jira curled her lips. For the centaur boy, Xiwei can be regarded as the person he admires the most, no one: "Even the holy tree of the elves has been subdued by the teacher. I think even if there is anything else on the moon, it will not threaten us."

"It's a miracle that the Centaur can survive until now." Claude didn't think so.

He also admired Sivi, who cured himself, but the habits and character developed in the city of plague made him never blindly believe in someone, and at the same time he would not relax his vigilance at any time.

"So what if the dangers on this moon cannot threaten that dean? Can dean protect everyone all the time? If I ask me, that unknown existence can threaten us... no, as long as it can threaten the students, there is already sufficient reason to attack him."

"Okay, I admit that I didn't think about it thoroughly." Jira said in a deep voice: "But please take back the words insulting the Centaur tribe just now, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, do you want to fight?"

Claude asked with his eyes narrowed and raised his head.

"You two give me some peace."

Franken's voice suddenly became serious... Unfortunately, the words were mixed with the sound of screws, which greatly reduced the majesty: "We are not on an outing now. If we want to fight, wait until we return to Adrick, I will put you in a duel arena and let you fight slowly. If the duel are not enough, the Sky Tower is OK. As the director of the discipline, I still have this right."

Gilla and Claude looked at each other, then turned their faces at the same time and snorted coldly.

The exploration continues.

"Franken, I found something like a diary...but I can't understand the text on it."

At the top of a tall tower, Claude took out a large piece of silk cloth from it, with many patterns that looked similar to words written in purple unknown pigments.

Franken took the silk cloth and looked carefully. He found that the words on it were neither Luna nor Runni, nor like the divine words that Sevi once mentioned.

"It's probably some kind of indigenous text. In short, put it away first. Adrick has a special cipher text interpretation laboratory. Just hand it over to them after he goes back."

He put the silk cloth into the space equipment he carried with him, and was about to continue looking for clues to the city, but found that because his height exceeded the height of the tower floor, Jira, who could only stay under the tower, seemed to feel anxious.

"Jira, have you found anything?" he asked the centaur boy.

"I don't know..." The centaur boy was a little confused, but his hooves kept digging the floor tiles: "I don't know why, I always feel that a very bad feeling is rising, and that feeling is getting stronger and stronger..."

"Go, what are you talking nonsense? If there is really danger, I can't... Um?" Claude, who had a relaxed expression, said halfway, and his face suddenly changed: "Prepare to escape, I felt a strange fluctuation begin to cover the city - wait, no, this is not a fluctuation..."

His face became even more ugly, and he grabbed the railing with his hands, calming himself down desperately, but his white joints still reflected his inner shaking: "This is a huge soul that can cover this city?!" r1152

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Chapter completed!