The dark square tower is nearly 300 meters tall, and it can be regarded as the tallest building that Shadow-Zhunter has ever seen. The underground city that Zhuying encountered last time was eight floors, which was only about four hundred meters. It can be imagined how amazing the height of the Shadow-Zhunter is.

With a warning formation, we slowly approached the square tower. The closer we approached the square tower, the more we felt small, especially when we walked below the square tower and looked up at the tower body that penetrated straight into the night sky, a powerful sense of oppression came to our face. Compared with the tower, our group of people seemed like a group of ants who were overestimating their abilities, making it difficult for us not to raise the urge to worship.

Think about the small village I saw in the illusion before, the lizard men who were not dressed in a well-brown and used the most primitive stone tools. It is difficult for the shadow-seekers to understand how this group of creatures from another world built such a majestic behemoth that even the Pavatiga people could not build now.

"Shuer, is there such a tall building in your hometown?" Looking up at the tower, even if he was born in the mountains, Mia, an elf wizard who was used to seeing the towering mountains, could not hide his amazement.

"I haven't seen it, but I've heard of it." Shur sighed. "It is said that in the last era of the hometown world, there were once a behemoth made of stone and metal on another road, about 380 meters high, which is almost the same as this one. However, the building in my hometown is more difficult than this square tower, and it is straight up and down."

"Of course, the legendary era has been destroyed for countless thousands of years, and there are not even a few ruins. People only inferred from the excavated records." Shur obviously didn't want to mention the story of his hometown, and quickly changed the topic, "Macajren, prepare to open the door."

Since the square tower was exposed to the sand layer as a whole, I finally got to walk through the door this time and didn’t have to worry about climbing to the top of the tower. Thinking about the terrifying slope of hundreds of meters, it’s better to walk through the main entrance.

However, the halfling didn't think so. Marca Jaren wailed with a sad face: "Boss, isn't it difficult for me to do it? If I ask me to open this door, you'd better kill me with one blow."

No wonder he protested. Of course, the huge square tower and the door are not small, but no matter what, the gate more than 40 meters high is a bit too exaggerated, especially the gate is still carved from the same black stone, and the weight is hard to bear to think about.

Looking at the halfling's height is more than one meter, and then looking at the forty-meter-high stone door, it seems that it is really difficult for him to open the door.

"It seems that it's time to show you miracles." No more trouble for the halfling, Shuer walked to the door himself and pressed his hands on both sides of the door. "I said I can open them easily, do you believe it?"

Who would believe such an exaggerated thing? However, no one of the shadow-seekers expressed doubts.

Everyone knows the captain's personality. As long as he doesn't talk about money, it is quite reliable. He says he can do whatever he can do without doubt. He can definitely do it, but the method is surprising.

Shuer's method is indeed surprising, with only one action, push.

It seemed that he didn't use much effort. He just pushed it lightly and opened the door, just like a huge stone gate with no weight at all. After the stone gate, the black stone corridor extended to the depths of the darkness, and a warm wind blew from the square tower. It was buried under the sand for many years, but the air in the wind was still refreshing, and the quality was even better than that in the empty desert.

"This, this, this..." The half-length expression was almost distorted, and she said incoherently, "Boss, what's going on?"

"You can push it open even if you push it. I wanted to give you the glory of opening the door, but you don't accept it." As he said a sarcastic remark that made the halfling regret, Shuer continued to force the door to open completely, and then explained, "This city suddenly came out, which is an invitation to us. So, as a hospitality master, how could he use two doors to block us outside?"

"Everyone, please come in." Retreat and walked into the dark corridor, Shur opened his arms and said to the shadow chasers as if he was welcoming believers at the door of the Dark Moon Temple, "Welcome to the temple of gods in another world, don't be afraid of darkness. The gods said, there should be light."

So there is light.

Lights suddenly lit on both sides of the corridor built by Black Stone, and pairs of oil lamps walked forward along the corridor, completely illuminating the dark interior of the building. Now you can see clearly that the walls of the corridor are all made of black stone, and each wall is carved with a large number of murals. Under the beating lights, vivid lines of the drawings sway, making everything in the mural look like they are alive.

"Hey? So you've thought this was a temple for a long time?" Lin Jing, who was very moved, curiously snatched the mural for a long time, but soon lost interest in it. "I thought it was the palace of a certain Lizardman king."

"I thought so at first, but if you think about it carefully, the palace and the temple do not seem to be inconsistent. We have seen the illusion of the day before yesterday that the lizard man who led the villagers was the presidency of the sacrificial ritual."

"****?" Saffer poked his head out from behind Seul, obviously surprised.

No wonder, several eras have passed in the era of Pavatiga and ****. The combination of royal power and divine power may be profitable for the gods, but they have too many disadvantages for the world of mortals. In order to seek long-term development, the gods have personally promoted the separation of the two.

"Well, so the biggest and most luxurious building is the temple. The priests of the Lizardman are both the uppermost nobles and the lords of the territory." Shur nodded and knocked on the wall beside him and said, "Looking at this painting, it basically explains everything."

On the mural that Shuer pointed to, a humanoid creature wearing a crown, a stone mask on his face, and a robe wrapped in a robe stood at the top of the square tower with open top cover, raised his hands to the sky, as if praying for something, only a few people in similar dress were bent over and stood behind him. Below the square tower, simple lines showed a large number of lizard men crawling on the ground. It was obvious that the one above was both their spiritual leader and their king.

"Okay, since they all take the initiative to light the lights, don't let the hospitable host wait in a hurry." Xiu said with a smile, "It's time to go in, just keep the second level of alert."

The shadow-seekers looked at Shuer in surprise, wondering why the alert level this time was so low. You should know that in the past, the exploration of such unfamiliar large buildings had to be carried out at least at level seven, which is the highest level of alert. This is the first time like this now.

However, no one talked much nonsense and followed Shuer into the door. When Moria came in the last one, the Blackstone gate slowly closed, completely isolating the inside and outside.

Logically speaking, when you walk through the corridor, you will inevitably feel the cramped environment, but this is an exception because this corridor cannot be understood as a corridor at all, it is too big.

It is the same height as the gate. If you look up, you can't see the top clearly if you don't have good eyesight. It's wider than the street outside, and it can accommodate vehicles. The oil lamps on the walls are not known what fuel are used, and the lights are particularly bright, and such a spacious environment can be illuminated clearly.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the murals. Unexpectedly, the murals engraved in the temple are naturally some stories about royal power and divine power. Walking down the corridor, the shadow-seekers are like reading the history of this world.

The world is also spherical, and most of the surface is covered by deserts. The strong lizards live in the desert world with difficulty under the protection of the four gods. Although they have to fight against the harsh natural environment and ferocious strange beasts in the sand every day, when the lizards grow up smoothly, from the beginning a small tribe of a few people with more than a dozen people, they gradually developed into thousands of cities, covering most of the world's huge races. Of course, the total population has not been large.

It can be seen from the mural that the relationship between the lizardman and the gods is very harmonious. Even in a world like Pavatiga, there are still some examples of individuals betraying the gods and even calling themselves false gods. However, in this world, there is no disobedience or conflict between the two from beginning to end.

"Shul, is it a...sandstorm?" As a believer of the God of Knowledge, Saf was more focused than anyone else, so she was the first to discover the special features of the mural. "If you look at these lines, they don't look like ordinary wind."

"Well, it should be a sandstorm. Huh? There is something in the sandstorm. It doesn't mean the undead."

Indeed, there are many strange "creatures" in the sandstorm depicted in the mural, and they float in the air from the ground. All you can think of is the undead flying in the wind.

"Shul, this is not the point." Saf pointed to several places on the mural and said, "Looking at this place, it's too small and hard to see the specific content clearly, but judging from the figure, these should be the undead of those lizard people."

"Stop moving forward." Shuer suddenly ordered, frowned and thought for a moment, "It's not right, it's not right, Savage, come with me, everyone else is on the spot."

Still maintaining the principle of having to go with two or more teams, Shuer quickly returned on the same road, carefully studied the murals against the wall, and after several trips, he finally stopped and summoned his teammates loudly: "Everyone came over and found something interesting."

"Look, from here on, the mural tells a small story, which is not right, it cannot be considered a story. It should have described a ritual."

"This is their statue of god. Everyone was kowtowing around, obviously sacrificing." Shuer's fingers slid across the mural one by one. "After the sacrifice, a large gathering was held at noon, and then a large number of civilians moved out a lot of things from their homes. Look at it, they were holding things in their hands."

"These things were piled in the square, and they were not placed casually, and they were arranged neatly." Mia also saw the problem, "Obviously they were doing this intentionally, just like we were placing goods."
Chapter completed!