This is a magnificent picture that exceeds the limits of human imagination.

Looking around, there are jagged and stacked protrusions standing silently in the abyss of the seabed, extending almost infinitely to the other side of the field of vision.

Even though a large number of sediments that should be called buildings have collapsed and sunk, those pathways overlooked hundreds of meters away still show amazing integrity, as if the tiny blood vessels connecting the entire giant city are clearly visible.

Under the gradually brightening light, this silent underwater dead city was re-injected with a strange vitality that was enough to rise from the dead.

There is only a skeleton left of the giant city that has been washed away by underwater currents for an unknown number of years. It is a veritable ruin. Most of the buildings can no longer maintain their original appearance and are more like broken ant nests with holes all over the surface. However,

There are still a few solid structures with recognizable shapes standing alone, and the unprecedented design style seems to indicate that they come from a long-forgotten history.

And now, at this moment, the lights that have traveled through eternity are once again lighting up the darkness in the city, igniting the warmth from the dark holes in the doors and windows, as if the residents who had disappeared for countless years have returned to the ruins with only their remains.

Return to the brightly lit night, and silently sing memorial songs in the silence.

No adventurer who considers himself a treasure hunter will remain indifferent to the stunning overlooking scenery in front of him.

I don't know how much time passed, but Anderson managed to control his emotions, and the first thing he did when he regained consciousness was slap himself in the face.

He gritted his teeth at the burning pain on his face, but saw that the brightly lit ruins of the giant city were still clearly reflected in his eyes, showing no signs of disappearing like an illusion.

"This is simply... amazing..." He resisted the urge to use profane words to express his mood, and sighed softly, almost mumbling to himself.

He believed that if an Extraordinary with less self-control and concentration stood in his current position and looked down at this giant underwater city, it would be possible for him to lose control on the spot.

Wait, if those lights come on...

"If I turn on the light, can I keep you quiet for a while?"

Anderson suddenly remembered what a certain being had said just now, and his heart suddenly froze. While quickly formulating a verification plan in his mind, he turned around cautiously, looked towards the depths of the hall behind him, and said tentatively:

"Daughter of the Deep Sea...Xima, Your Highness? Was that your voice just now?"

No matter what it is, if you pretend to be submissive and harmless first, it shouldn't anger the other party, right?

After he finished speaking, he felt a rare sense of nervousness, not only the anxiety about taking risky attempts on his own, but also the fear and expectation of unknown things.

About two seconds later, Anderson waited for a slight tremor from the floor tiles under his feet, and a low, sticky laugh.

"You don't know the meaning of the word 'Xima' here, right?" The daughter of the deep sea, who only heard her voice but could not see her shadow, stopped laughing and said in a layered and echoing voice, "'Xima' is the right word for Xima.

The honorific title of the supreme person who controls this sea area, the meaning is probably equivalent to that in human society... Well, what, the king? Or something else at a higher level... In short, add "His Highness" after "Xima", listen.

It sounds so comical, like calling a king your majesty, your majesty, your crown."

Anderson's heart moved, and he still replied cautiously:

"Thank you for your correction, Xima, the daughter of the deep sea. You seem to know the civilization of human society very well, as well as the language habits..."

This mysterious being who is said to be sleeping in the deep sea obviously has a certain degree of knowledge and understanding of human society. He does not seem to be an evil god who is sealed here and cannot move. Of course, it is also possible that he heard these things from his believers.

It cannot be used as any special evidence to support certain speculations.

"Have you seen enough of my city? Then it's time to turn off the lights again. My people will become more accustomed to its original appearance."

The voice of the daughter of the deep sea echoed, causing the scene in the treasure hunter's eyes to gradually dim, and finally returned to the appearance shrouded in deep darkness.

"Is this still in the Sea of ​​Mist? In a certain strait on the sea of ​​mist?" Faintly feeling that the other party seemed to be relatively easy to communicate with, Anderson began to muster up the courage to ask.

The ethereal and light voice paused for a while.

"Even if I answer yes, are you willing to believe it? I don't think so, so I won't stop your tempting behavior... except lighting a fire. Your fire will disturb my people."

People... Anderson noticed that this was the second time the Daughter of the Deep mentioned a phrase with this meaning in her unknown mysterious language.

"Your people, you mean...?"

He tried to satisfy his curiosity, but found that the voice no longer sounded and seemed to have lost interest in him.

After confirming that this suspected temple was still safe, Anderson turned around and found the two followers of the Daughter of the Deep Sea who had come here with him. He found that their faces were full of piety and peace, standing on the road that made him dare not go.

The shadow that was looking straight ahead was praying to itself, as if it didn't want to be distracted by the actions of others.

He then carefully searched the area where he could set foot, and used the faint blue light on the pillars to observe the stone pillars and walls, but found little.

"At least it's not any known marine civilization... Could this be the legendary Newins? That intelligent biological civilization lost in the ancient times... No, no, there are no markers that can identify the age. See also

Without any decorations, logically there should be a lot of miscellaneous items in the temple..."

Excited and trying to stay calm, Anderson walked back and forth for a few times, shaking off the speculation that suddenly struck him from his mind. Then he thought carefully for tens of seconds, and took out a folding knife from his belongings, and a piece of something that seemed to be some kind of

Animal leather material, and a length of string.

He used a knife to cut out a piece of thin and strong skin, made a simple small balloon, and then began to try to see if he could let the folding knife pass through the water curtain blocking the arch exit.

After several experimental verifications, he deduced the true identity of the "barrier" without much surprise.

The invisible barrier sealing the doors and windows of the temple is indeed water, but in the reverse order.

It is not that there is a barrier made of water covering the entire temple, but that the Daughter of the Deep Sea has specially created a dry environment in the hall for human beings to move and breathe normally, allowing believers to meet Him here.

If such a building is located in a shallow sea, it is obvious that the floors, columns, and walls will be covered with countless green moss. Even if it returns to the land environment, it will exude the unique moist smell of moss.

But Anderson was convinced that he had not seen a single shadow of any marine life in the hall.

He stroked the cold surface of the knife with his fingertips, then put aside his hesitation and raised his hand to lick the liquid on his fingertips. His expression was distorted by the salt, and he spit out the extremely salty sea water.

The water pressure outside is frighteningly high, and the temperature is probably close to freezing... This is consistent with the theoretical deep sea environment, a restricted area where most life should stop.

This means that the Daughter of the Deep Sea really lives in the deep sea.

Then the ruins of the city...

Just thinking about it, Anderson felt like he was about to become restless with excitement.

I really want to explore those ruins and find out the secret treasures buried in those ancient buildings...

Now, immediately, immediately!

Even if only one ancient artifact is obtained, no, even if only a little bit of soil deposited on the seabed is collected, it will be an epoch-making discovery that shocks the world!

But in this way, he was unprepared and inevitably had to communicate with the mysterious girl of the deep sea... or even negotiate.

What kind of price should be paid to impress such a being who is suspected of being a deep-sea god? Or should he choose to endure it for the time being and wait until the 0th of next month to make preparations to explore the deep sea and then find a way to return here?

A deep sea temple? I just don’t know if exploring without the daughter of the deep sea’s consent will offend her...

...You can't really convert to believe in this deep-sea existence of unknown origin, right?

“Want to visit my city?”

A voice that had been silent for a long time interrupted the treasure hunter's divergent thoughts just right. Like the legendary siren who could see through the desires of others, he solved the problem that troubled him most with one word.

Anderson took a breath silently and probed carefully as never before:

"Is that okay? Do you... need me to pay something as a price?"

"Of course, as for the price, you don't have to think too complicatedly," the voice that was both feminine and mysterious echoed like this, chuckling and saying soothing words that made the hunter's whole body stiffen, "because I will eat you,

Digest every inch of your flesh, every bone carefully..."

After a slight pause for a second, the voice smiled again and changed its words:

"You're just kidding. You're not very clean. I'm afraid I'll be upset after eating it... Let's talk about what price you can pay me for the tour ticket."

Huh, that's scary. Fortunately, this daughter of the deep sea... wait, the reason He just gave is that he dislikes him for being dirty?

Anderson combed his hair with his hands, raised a bright and harmless smile on his face, and began to think deeply about the price he could afford.

…………

In the mirror space of the Deep Sea Temple, the hall is filled with all kinds of modern furniture.

The girl who had finished her inspection this month softly chanted a mantra, removed the phantom form surrounding the hall of reality, and then leaned back on the cushioned bed, with the corners of her mouth raised in a happy arc.

"Okay, I deceived a part-time worker who has artistic appreciation. His fighting ability seems to be pretty good. He can fight back and forth with the fanged giant-mouthed fish monster in the deep sea... and he can turn his head very quickly, so he can detect it in time.

He has discovered the group revenge habit of this kind of fish monster and has not fallen into the trap. Judging from his ability to grasp the battle situation, he is a professional who is familiar with dealing with various dangerous situations. Unfortunately -"

Unfortunately, the layout of the deep sea is completely the product of her unintentional actions. Recently, she plans to find traces of human civilization that may have belonged to the earth from the ruins buried under the sea. But it is obviously impossible for just anyone to know about this kind of thing.

Outsiders’ opinions on the existence of “Daughter of the Deep Sea”.

For Alice, there are only three things that can really be called goals.

1. Find the summoner who called her here and ensure the way back.

Second, explain the wonderful phenomena that aroused her interest, satisfy her desire to explore, and enjoy the long leisurely vacation before returning.

Third, repay the previous "gift" to some bastard priest.

……but.

That bastard priest whose name must not be mentioned did leave some crucial information for her.

"'Travelers', modern people." Alice lay on her back and looked at the collapsed dome of the hall, frowning and letting out a breath.

The memory turns back and goes back to a day when I was sleeping in the Church of Bones.

"You need to pay attention to these two existences." The white-robed priest looked at the coffin with a warm expression and said in a gentle tone, "Dark night, reality...especially the latter, you'd better not let him discover your identity, otherwise I will also be very sad.

It’s hard to predict what will happen.”

"So, excluding me, there should be five known modern humans..." After dispelling the image of the white-robed priest in her memory, her eyebrows relaxed slightly.
To be continued...