The space of this ruin is much larger than Sheil imagined, and Sheil has been wandering the ruins for a whole day without finding any signs of exit.

Stop saying it... She didn't even find a light source in the ruins, but she met many dangerous monsters.

This also caused Sheil to suffer more severe injuries during the battle, and even the only luminous stones used for lighting were consumed.

What guided her forward at the moment was the faint light emitted by the Frost Spirit.

There is also bad news, Sheil's magic is about to come to an end.

The Frost Spirit, which had been surrounding Sheil, suddenly floated forward and then landed not far ahead.

"Chair? Why are there chairs here?"

Sheil dragged his tired body slowly to the broken bench. The light emitted by the Frost Spirit made her see only less than a meter.

"Who once lived here?"

Sheil's hand touched the bench, stained with a lot of dust, and Sheil had never seen the material for the construction.

The Frost Spirit floated to the other side, which looked like a bookshelf.

"No, these books have been corroded so much...and so on."

Sheil directed the Frost Spirit to float to another corner again, where she saw a cube creation, which seemed to be a metal box.

"Treasure chest?"

Sheil suddenly remembered the scenes that would appear when he read some adventure stories in the 'Don't Move Library'.

But the surface of this treasure chest is very smooth, without any gold, silver and jewelry decoration at all, and is made of a metal that has never been seen before.

Sheil has seen this metal…it can be seen everywhere in the underground remains of Nolan.

She fumbled around the metal box for a while, and the next second the metal box made a strange sound, and then it split into two from the middle and turned into a three-layer structure.

“Air conditioning!?”

At this moment, Shayer felt a cold breath in the metal box, but as the air conditioner dissipated, the current twelve round metal bottles appeared in Shayer, with a golden potion sealed inside.

These potions are why she came to this ruins.

"Even if you find the treasure and can't take it back, it's meaningless..."

Sheil picked up one of the bottles of potions and then found a corner with some difficulty and sat down.

She felt the bones all over her body feel moaning pain.

The Frost Spirit floated to Sheil's left leg.

"Has the blood stopped?" Sheil looked at the bandage on her left leg. She suffered a lot of injuries during the battle, the worst of which was the wound on her left leg.

She spent half a day walking aimlessly among the underground ruins, almost exhausting all her energy.

"You want me to take a break here? If you're sleepy, then go to bed."

After Shayre gave a rest order to the Spirit of Frost, the light surrounding her gradually became dim and finally disappeared.

Not long after, she was completely swallowed by the darkness that came from all directions.

Shayer covered his forehead. The mental impact caused by the monsters did not completely subside, but it was not that serious. At most, it made Shayer feel very disappointed.

As long as normal humans are in this dark environment for a long time, and are seriously injured and endure hunger and loneliness, they will be very disappointed.

Although Shayre could create magic of flames, she did not dare to light a bonfire while she was resting.

I don't know what kind of terrifying monsters the bonfire will attract.

Pain and fatigue swept over Shayer. She searched for the items she carried on her body, and suddenly remembered that items such as grain and protocronite lamps were carried by her followers.

In trouble.

Sheil could already feel his consciousness becoming more and more blurred, but now is not the time for her to sleep. She needs to persevere until the Frost Spirit wakes up again before she can rest.

You have to divert your attention.

Shayle waved her hand to open the interface of the Magic Net, but when she was about to log in to the Spellcaster Forum, Shayle subconsciously chose the text message.

'Are you there?'

Shayle sent a message to the fire-caster, waiting quietly for his reply.

‘Of course, so what happened this time?’

Sheil looked at the reply given by the fire-transmitter, and his inner loss was instantly dispelled a lot.

But the pain in the wound on his body still reminded Sheil how bad his physical condition was.

Maybe I'm going to die here?

This somewhat desperate thought emerged from Sheil's mind. She searched for the exit for almost twenty-five hours but found nothing.

I don’t know how far this place is from the ground. In her state, no one can hear it even if she calls for help from above.

With this somewhat desperate thought, Sheil made an adventurous request to the Fireman on the message.

‘Can I communicate with me voice?’

Sheil decided to find out the identity of the person who spreads the fire before he died, and first start with the voice.

‘Are you sure?’

'Sure.'

After sending this message, Shayle received a request for voice communication from the Fire Transmitter.

She was a little hesitant when she saw the request, but she still clicked the 'Agree' button with her scarred hand.

When the voice communication is connected, the two sides ushered in silence that is nearly five seconds long.

"Don't you say anything?"

Sheil, who had been alone in the dark for a long time, heard the sound in her ears, a warm feeling surged in her heart.

"Your voice is not quite the same as I imagined." Sheil replied after a brief thought.

"Then what do you think it is? It's like a roar like a demon of sin?"

Sheil finally smiled on his tight face as he heard this sentence.

"But your voice is similar to what I imagined, it's quite heroic."

"Yeah?"

Sheil suddenly realized that his laughter might have been heard by the other party, and immediately returned to a cold expression.

As a result, Jianxun fell into a long silence again. This time the person who broke the silence was the fire-sending person.

"Have you eaten lunch?"

"Why ask this question?"

Sheil covered her abdomen. She hadn't eaten anything well for almost a day. If she was born and raised in the Frost Country, she might have roasted the giant worms underground to eat.

But unfortunately, she didn't know how to remove the venom from the worm's skin.

"Uh... people in my country will ask this question when they have no topics to talk about. There is also the weather today. By the way, I am eating the honey barbecue of Nolan's specialty! "

Is this guy intentional?

Sheil pursed his lips. No matter how good her temper was, she still had the urge to punch the fire-transmitter.

"Your voice sounds weak, is there anything I can help?"

Suddenly, the words of the Fire-Transferring the fire made Sheil slowly release her clenched fists. She opened her mouth several times to tell the other party about her current experience, or cry like a little girl, "Come and save me."

But Sheil understands...Nolan, who was thousands of miles away, was unlikely to come here even if she asked for help from the other party.
Chapter completed!