ps:??Thanks to Dragon Dragon's Wrath for the reward

The obsidian statues passed by were tightly covered with tight mountain walls. Geer knocked them, and the sound was very dull, and the back was completely solid mountain.｜｜

There was a clue, but it seemed that it would not help him to leave this and he could only return the same way.

The soft luster emitted by the crystal statue gradually enlarged and cleared in sight. After returning to the dot, Geer did not stop and continued to go along the gate to the other side.

When he reached the edge of the other side, he discovered another statue, which was also made of obsidian, but it looked completely different. He became a knight riding a horse and charging, with a body shape closer to humans, and was not a square like a dwarf.

Dwarves and humans?

Neither Geer nor Barbarossa understood why there were statues of these two races.

However, the road was also blocked, so Geer had to return to the crystal statue again.

Bathed in the silver light again, Geer stood in front of the crystal statue, and the words of the crystal statue rang again.

“Are you going to challenge?”

Silence, Geer stared at the crystal statue for a while, and finally spoke: "I accept it."

On the way, he and Barbarossa had already discussed it clearly. There is no hope for retreating. Not to mention the fungal spider mother who is not sure whether she is waiting there outside. Even if she returns, she will be so lucky to pass the territory of the abyss web spider and the black-toothed fox. As for finding another way out in this underground world? You must know that the world under the shallow surface has always been one of the most famous dangerous areas in the world. Not to mention all kinds of monsters that even wizards have not figured out, the complex and changeable routes may not be able to figure out even the underground indigenous people. What's more, he is an outsider, so he has only one choice - to accept this so-called challenge. But unexpectedly, after a long silence, the crystal statue said again, "Do you accept the challenge?"

Geer was stunned, and he didn't expect this to happen.

The answer was wrong?

He thought for a while, and then tried other word orders.

"I accept the challenge." "I agree." "Go on the challenge." "Start on the progress."...

After trying dozens of words of acceptance, Barbarossa also made several suggestions, but unfortunately the crystal statue still did not respond at all, just repeating the sentence.

At this time, Barbarossa's voice sounded in his mind: "Maybe we were wrong. It seems that we knew that it was built very early. Maybe it was hundreds or thousands of years ago, and the language at that time should be different from the present. For example, the languages ​​we favored when we came to this world were already very different from those we used now, let alone the languages ​​used by longer-term civilizations. Why not try to talk about them in other languages?"

"You're right." Geer thought Barbarossa's words were quite reasonable, so he experimented with other languages. He started with a relatively recent language. He continued to experiment until the exclusive language of a certain wizard faction more than 600 years ago. Unfortunately, the crystal statue was still unmoved and had no unnecessary reaction.

"This is the language I know the farthest time." Geer shook his head. It seemed that he could not find the correct answer, or the crystal statue had been damaged after experiencing countless times, but it was just one kind. It only means to him - this road is not accessible.

At this point, Geer could only take a break here for a while. After recovering from his state, he returned according to the same route.

"Gel, try this." Just as Gel made his decision, Barbarossa suddenly spoke again and said a very strange word: "tbsggeiltes!"

"tbsggeiltes?" Geer wrote down and asked immediately, "What language is this?"

"I don't know, but it's related to the Frost Dwarves. They have a habit of fighting in the memorial service. They must perform a ceremony before starting the battle, which includes prayers with their national characteristics. This word is the only content of prayer. I asked them what this means, but the elders with the most knowledgeable ones among them don't know it. They only know that this is a custom passed down by their ancestors. As long as it is a battle between tribesmen, this word must be said as a prayer ceremony to express respect."

"So that's it." Geer nodded and looked at the crystal statue again. When it asked another question, he read out loud: "tbsggeiltes!"

The voice swept away from afar. Ger, who was staring at the crystal statue carefully, was disappointed and found that the statue still had no response.

Just as he was about to turn around and walk away, he suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if something was looking at him, and then he heard the rumbling echoes rolling in.

“tbsggeiltes!”

“tbsggeiltes!”

...

The earth shook slightly, and all elements that were free in this space began to move violently.

The lines on the corridor columns began to light up, spreading one by one to the other, and an inexplicable huge energy began to descend.

I don’t know if I had an illusion, but Geer felt that the crystal statue in front of him became brighter.

With a click, a crystal basin floated on the ground. The material looked the same as a crystal statue, and the crystal clear basin was covered with patterns that seemed to be a source.

"The challenger has been locked, please show your bloodline." The figure released by the crystal statue finally changed.

Barbarossa's voice sounded almost at the same time: "Do you need to put blood into the basin, just cover the bottom."

Hearing this, Geerping stretched out his left hand without any doubt and placed it above the crystal basin. He gently wiped his right hand from his left wrist. Then a hole appeared on his left wrist, and then blood dripped down.

Until Barbarossa said enough, the bloodshed of Geer's left wrist immediately slowed down. He applied a little white ointment and immediately stopped the wound and stopped bleeding.

Looking at the crystal basin again, he saw that his blood began to seep into the inside of the crystal basin, rather than being held on the surface. The blood spread out along the lines embedded in the crystal basin, winding downwards, drawing bright red lines, as if a gorgeous flower was blooming.

"There has been a change... It's amazing..." Barbarossa murmured.

The crystal statue in front of Ger began to become brighter and brighter, and soon it seemed like a small sun appeared here, but its light was not burning, but a kind of coldness, like the moonlight.

A white ball of light replaced the position of the crystal statue, and several patterns began to rotate in it.

It was the pattern of the four thrones, but the specific details were different. The blue-black throne was circling with whirlwinds and thunder? The red throne was rolling with scorching lava, the earthy yellow throne surrounded the surface, and the last dark blue throne was covered with frost.

After spinning for a while, all three thrones patterns disappeared, leaving only the blue-black throne.

"The No. 67 Sky Blue Throne Challenge is on."

A huge voice suddenly sounded, the sound was cold and majestic, as if full of uncontrollable power.
Chapter completed!