Cruzd Federation, Extreme Cold Special Zone, Area A (Old Sub-Frost Area), "Architectural Lake", "Depthy Relics", "Real Dragon Realm".

After stepping into the door to the next field built by Mr. Dragon, Loka and "Future" feel as if they have fallen into a magnificent, dreamy secret realm.

Continuously floating, falling, floating again, and falling again, the surrounding light gradually fades away, alternating into thick fog intertwined by light blue and white.

Gradually, it seemed as if they had been through a "Shiyuan" for so long that their feet stepped onto the solid land again.

However, there was still a fog around. Even if you could see a long red light that seemed to be emitted from the lighthouse above your head, causing the thick fog to slightly dissipate, but the sky above your head was gloomy and dim, and the drizzling raindrops began to fall around them.

"Where is this?" Loka asked, trying to surge the rich magic source power of the flames in his body, calling on the "Brutal Deep Flame Light" that he had just learned the name, dispelling the thick fog and illuminating the way forward.

Unfortunately, the strong and depressing sharp power here seemed to completely suppress it, and even sealed the magic source power in his body and "future". After several efforts, even though he was already dizzy, the faint flames that erupted from his palms could not condense.

"No need to try." "The Future" persuaded Loka:

"The extraordinary power flowing in my body belongs to the [explorer] tells me that this is a brand new plane, and the power that drifts here is strong and majestic enough, but not dangerous. I speculate that once most buildings in the "Deep Relics of Deep Relics" appear, either this is a brand new plane; or we are about to touch the deepest part of the ruins."

"But here is completely different from the scenery I saw when I entered the core area. The buildings with a strong technological atmosphere related to Ivan Twenty II did not appear. Instead, this place is more like an ordinary village in Cruzde before the Wasteland Era." Loka looked around and observed the "world" after the thick fog gradually began to dissipate, and then the "future" story speculated:

"In this way, is this a real ectopic plane? I remember that the position of Mr. Long just now belongs to the 'half' ectopic plane. Is it said that this belongs to the 'complete' ectopic plane?"

"Maybe, but..." "The Future" held his chin and observed the surrounding environment regardless of the "rain" impact that could not wet the clothes at all but could bring pain.

Indeed, the sky here is very gloomy and gray, as if it was shrouded in ancient mysterious and huge creatures. The raindrops fell vertically, as if the crying of ancient creatures.

Even though the "future" has now awakened the profession of [explorer], most of the information about professions and magic in the past few epochs has long been lost. In addition, the ability of only remaining and newcomers has made him feel as if his eyes were blinded by gauze, and he was completely unable to judge the correct direction of leaving this place.

Fortunately, the bright and irritable lightning slashed straight in front of the two of them. The sudden rain suddenly stopped briefly, completely dispelling the fog around him, and allowing the "future" to understand the environment in this seemingly boundless "world".

They were at the junction of open fields and grasslands. Behind them was the increasingly dim forest, and in front of them were vast but distinct fields. At the end of the grasslands, a little further away, was a lake with rays, as if connected to the gloomy sky.

In front of him was a simple, simple brick and stone road, with the edges occupied by unknown dwarf plants. Looking up, the road leads to the inexplicably familiar "Putoya Specialty Windmill", and two second-story Cruzde style country houses hanging alone in the middle of the farmland without any contradictory, appearing extremely inconsistent.

"Future" was about to raise his legs and headed along the brick and stone road when several sound booms came from deep in the sky, like a giant demon wailing in pain.

The violent whistling wind blew by, bringing the sound of the whistle calling to the soul.

"Don't move for now, 'future'." Loka, who was relatively awake, said vigilantly:

"It's strange enough here. I think it's better to take a look at the "prophecy" paper that Sophia gave you first. I can feel that even though the energy here tends to have a positive impact on the spirit, there is still an irrevocable "sorrow" that can affect us.

"If the path of prophecy is not deviated from the area where we are moving, prophecy will give us a prompt."

"That's right." "Future" reached out to touch the inner pocket of the top, took out the still brand new and extra clean paper, found the corresponding paragraph, and read aloud:

"The false truth no longer appears, the true falsehood has emerged. The ups and downs of life no longer have a body, and the paradise of the world is worth considering. The eternal illusion may not be painful, and the truth of the end is close at hand."

"This passage...is a bit...uncomfortable." Loka touched the back of her head and said in confusion.

"I feel,..." "The Future" paused for a few seconds, put the "prophecy" paper back into the pocket of his trouser, and inferred:

"We are not far from your original goal to get back one of the 'mechanical limit' devices, that is, the 'perception hidden'. The plane here is likely to be a channel connecting the 'central quasi-core area' and the 'core area'."

"'Channel'?" asked Loka, staring at the "future" with his eyes wide open blue sky.

"That's right. A few times before, when the human army was completely stationed around the 'deep ruins' and 'man-made lakes', have you also tried to break into the more center and lower areas of the 'records'? What was the result?" "The Future" paused for a few seconds, and then said:

"You can't find any path directly to the lower level. Not only you, I've inquired about it, including the human psychics from Kanoske and the people from the "Crash Group" who have not been able to successfully enter the deeper. If it weren't for the spiritual beast cat Nahaka, you wouldn't even have the chance to peek at the scientific remains left by Ivan Twenty-second, even at a glance."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Well, it is true. The periphery here is not complicated, but whether it is using magic power or shells, it is impossible to directly bombard the possible walls, or use a drill to go down to a deeper area." Loka nodded and said:

"The walls of the space here seem to be made of a stronger material than Stuin. Even if Brother Ice Blade and others successfully blasted downwards, they would encounter extremely strong and rich in 'sorrow' metal."

"That's right." "The Future" continued:

"I suspect that Ivan Twenty-II built this place into a winding, indestructible, mysterious "fortress" for some unspeakable and influential secret. On the one hand, he protected scientific research and secrets that he could not achieve, and on the other hand, he protected his body.

"In the late Third Age, in the preservation of Cruised's official historical data, and in the devastated Joigler, which may have long been devastated, I have found a report called "A Report Prepared Before and After the Death of Ivan Twenty-II", which clearly mentioned:

"All official institutions of the Cruzde Empire, including but not limited to the Shine Empire Parliament, the Capital Governor, and the Imperial Strategic Group, must ensure that the body of the deceased Emperor is not damaged while avoiding contact with the outside world.

"During the entire process of the funeral, except for the Patriarch of the Bishop, Orinov, known as the "New Machine Apostle", the emperor's face was covered by the flag of Cruzd, and no one was allowed to pay homage to his face.

"In fact, with several different documents, I have obtained a conclusion that I haven't had time to check it out for the 'Feng Mine'."

"What is it?" Loka said curiously.

"From the moment Ivan XXII declared his death, his body was put into a coffin made by special technology and had no contact with the outside world. At the same time, several scientific groups created by Ivanov Khatluvsky at that time evaporated at the same time, as if they were ascending to heaven with their great emperors.

"But in fact, combined with the last piece of 'equipment' that can be brought here after being stolen, it has long made me reasonably suspect that Ivan Twenty-second did not die, and the SGD crisis, and even the emergence of our lost, has an indelible connection with him."

"So, what is the 'truth' in the prophecy just now?" Loka felt a chill on her back, and at the deepest part of her mood, there was a faint feeling of inexplicable excitement.

The "future" followed by bitterness and firm smile, which confirmed his speculation:

"That's right. This 'truth' may not only include the whereabouts of the 'perceived hidden', but also includes the 'truth' that is crucial to all human beings and the lost, that is, the ultimate secret of the formation of the wasteland world.

"Humans do not have the extra energy to find these for survival. And we lost people are trapped in the quagmire of war and pain and cannot take time out. But now, it seems that the Creator and God have finally awakened and no longer hope that the silent world will continue. They decided to push the gears of fate to begin to turn towards a direction that breaks through the cycle of reincarnation and no longer be confused."

"Then, 'future'. The previous few prophecies seem to have enough philosophical style of Khitan Ris..." Before Loka finished speaking, he was interrupted by "future":

"So, do you want to try to understand these obscure and pretentiously profound words?"

Loka shook his head and expressed no.

"That's good." "The Future" smiled:

"I suddenly remembered that this is the Dragon Realm that I discovered through consciousness. This is a channel artificially created similar to the function of the "transition array", which is the "Dragon Realm" with the breath of Khitan Ris. In the words of Ivan Twenty-second, they may have built a wormhole in the core area of ​​the "relics" and a quasi-core area in the central area. The two are connected through higher dimensions to dig and connect, forming the only correct path to smoothly penetrate it.

"So, the 'shang' here is very weak, but I don't know why they chose to connect to the 'Dragon Realm' during the excavation."

"The Future" pulled up Loca's hand, which was covered with scars and calluses, which was extremely inconsistent with her tender face, and continued:

"The wasteland world does not value talent, origin and understanding. Even if you have genius intelligence and magic, from the moment you have consciousness, you will continue to participate in war until death comes. No one will give those geniuses enough time to cultivate, and survival is the only goal.

"What the world values ​​is to persevere, to find hope from pain until the long night is dispelled by the goddess of light. Loka, I seem to understand that there is no one who is worthy of envy except those who are persistent enough until hope comes.

"If the prophecy is accurate, the dawn that pierces the long night will come."
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