Chapter 783: Linked by gears (4)

In the evening, all the teams got the additional issue and once again approached the volcanic uninhabited area.
Claesy and Trono also set off personally soon, following the path flooded by weeds. They guessed that the prey might be looking for something. The emergence of "germs" shouldn't be a coincidence. It is not a change in the natural environment or a phenomenon caused by some artificial instrument.
The weather is clearing, the clouds in the sky have disappeared a lot, and the white moonlight makes the surroundings look even more bleak. The four of them stopped when they could clearly see the huge black shadow of the mountain range. It was not too far from the mountain range, and they could step forward a long distance, but the light green light gradually appeared around them forced them to stop. Come down and think about something.
"Mi Weijia, you go back first. If you don't know what the'germ' is, the further you go, the higher the risk to you." Claysie and others have clearly felt the changes around them. The concentration of a certain substance in the air has risen a lot. They still don't feel any strangeness, it's just a slight touch on their skin that makes them alert. Mi Weijia doesn't seem to be so good now. Among the four, only her is in the second stage of surgery. He didn't rush to the road in a hurry, but his breathing still became a little abnormally rapid.
"It dissipates directly in the air, and ordinary gas masks are not effective. Clothes can resist, but there is only a very small part. It can be said that there is no." Resa took off the breathing mask on his face and said with a sigh "I really don’t know what the prey is doing in such a place. If it is looking for something, then this thing is too special."
"The prey itself has many doubts. According to the current situation, it is still within the acceptable range. The three of us can continue to move forward. This is far from the range where the prey perception can be enveloped." Trono started. But it can be heard from the tone that he is not very willing. The unknown will never make people want to touch.
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For the cave network, Cassia is already very familiar with it. Prepared, Cassia did not rush into the place where the spiral staircase leads. He spent a day or two exploring the caves surrounding the connecting hall and made sure that there would be no change after entering the spiral staircase. Then he opened the round slate and walked in.
But it didn't seem that the slate would be automatically closed. When Cassia came to the middle of the stairs, in the roar of friction, the round slate returned to the distance at a very fast speed, sealing the exit tightly.
There is no way, Cassia can only move him away again, and use a pneumatic sword to dig around the cobblestone slab, revealing the transmission device inside. It is the same material as the ball device, and it is often worn. Because it could not be destroyed, Cassia violently dragged out a main transmission gear with a steel cable, and then walked down the stairs again with peace of mind.
It is about forty meters deep underground, and there are also shrunken stone paintings inside the stairwell, most of which are repetitive. The more you go down, the smell of silence in the air becomes more intense. There are also those white light pollution, and the concentration is much higher than in the hall. The turbulent feeling completely overwhelmed Cassia afterwards. If it weren't for Sukarius's method, perhaps the dragon tissues in the body would also be awakened by these feelings.
Every step was taken very carefully. Soon after, a vast lonely dark space appeared in Cassia's perception, far more spacious than the hall above, and the staring beam of the bright flashlight failed to illuminate its end. What appeared under the light was only a piece of jade-like dragon bones twisted up, many, many, and Cassia could only find this adjective at a time.
At the top of the stairs, I saw Grote's mark. This should be the last place.
"These sleeping dragons don't seem to appear in the original agreement." Cassia lit a pile of solid fuel at the top of the stairs, illuminating a small area.
A dragon skeleton is not far from the flames, shaped like a mountain bag bulging, an ordinary rib is three or four adults the size, with a little reflective fluorescence. The bones are very smooth and show no signs of turning into fossils, but there is no strange writing that Brino had seen on it.
In that huge spine, basic consciousness is still hidden. At the moment the fire rose, all eyes passed through the two hollow eye sockets on the skull and gathered on Cassia.
A cold sweat broke out on his back and forehead for a while, although he was sure that he had taken away the energy source above, he was still a little scared. If there is another separate energy source here, and it is activated because of what it senses, Cassia can't imagine the consequences. The moment he stepped out of the stairwell, Cassia confirmed this. Because the feeling of the "germs" that have always existed around has become very weak. As for where the "germs" went, he could only think of an explanation that was absorbed by these sleeping dragons.
It took some time to bring wiring and lamps to illuminate this vast underground space. It was about twenty times the size of the upper hall. In a real cemetery of suspended animation, each dragon was much larger than what Brino had seen. Just a preliminary count, the number of complete dragon bones entrenched here reached two to three thousand.
It is also an irregular circle, and the specific shape should be like a six-pointed star. The twisted keel is placed with the center point scattered. The ground was very flat, and there was no trace of rest and excavation at all. Strange text appeared on it again, but it was more like an artistic style. And there are also many adult arm-sized patterns, combined into strange patterns, covering most of the ground of the hexagram.
Cassia walked around in a circle, using the six-pointed star as the background, and drew it with the paper and pen that he carried with him. From some awkward patterns, it is not difficult to see the meaning inside.
"The circle should represent the sun, the semicircle is the moon, and this small dot is probably the stars." In the pattern, the sun, the moon, and the stars appear as triangles on the background of the six-pointed star. They are surrounded by large or small circles, which are connected to each other to form the entire complex pattern. The dragon bones placed on the sun, moon, and starry patterns are also larger than the surrounding ones.
"It should be something needed for priests' activities, perhaps the logo at that time, just like the pattern on the empire flag." Cassia thought ~EbookFREE.me~ but as a national flag, this pattern seems too cumbersome. It is more like an artistic painting composed of circles and lines. Even if it is painted with Cassia's hands and does not have any aesthetic sense, he can feel a kind of beauty that he can't experience.
I can't say where I feel beautiful. I just feel that way, like seeing delicious food when I am hungry, and I have a strong appetite instinctively.
After turning around here a few times, Cassia did not see the second-generation holy sword mentioned by Grote. But at the center of the six-pointed star, which is the center of this space, a huge stone coffin was placed there. There was Grote's mark next to him, and finally he carried a smiley face drawn with a sharp tool, as if to commend the people who came here.
Cassia couldn't laugh at all, and couldn't even breathe a sigh of relief. It has always been implied that he is just a psychological effect, but the gaze from the dragon skeleton puts him a lot of pressure.
After walking around the stone coffin, Cassia found no other useful information except for the strange text symbols engraved on it. After talking to myself a few times, it was determined that there was no energy source for the dragons to wake up. Cassia let out a sigh of relief, deciding what to do, and put his hands on the lid of the coffin, amidst the rubbing sound of "creak" , He pushed open the lid of the coffin hard.