Star of Civilization

Morgan Leffield seemed to be walking on the edge of the desert after the weathered red sandstone, and the plants that he could only occasionally see had increased. Most of them were plants that were unnamed and unheard of.

Morgan Leffe estimated that these ancient plants could not grow on the surface.

Because the evolution of plants has abandoned them long ago-plants of the new generation cannot grow like this, they are all things that have long been extinct.

She saw that among the vegetation that gradually eroded the road, the remnants of two stone pillars stood up as a branch road extending from the side of the road, forming the base of the gate. There are creepy sculptures carved on the pillars, and the strange images and the incomplete parts together form a shocking figure.

Even if you don't look closely, you know that these patterns are almost the same as the carvings under the giant dome.

The dense and thorny shrubs grew wildly, and the road became more and more difficult, forcing her to walk on the path with huge spore trees and low rock pillars on both sides.

If I remember correctly, this is the ancient city that Morgan Lefy saw from the top of the mountain.

In dragon legends, many alien races with a high degree of civilization and ancient cities where they lived for generations were destroyed by an inexplicable disease, gradually abandoned, and finally turned into yellow sand and left with the wind.

The root cause of these diseases is said to come from the forgotten areas of the underground world.

After Sabu Nicholas and his descendants were completely defeated by the original gods, they kept releasing the seeds of evil from the dungeon imprisoned in the hidden place.

These seeds are like a curse in the abyss. Their blood and huge spirit seep out, and the influence is difficult to eliminate, forming those twisted plants that grow arbitrarily.

Before the Northern Continent was called the "Dark Continent", there were countless alien civilizations that believed in them were contaminated by the epidemic. At that time, they did not know what would ultimately destroy them.

Some races were distorted by the horrible spiritual power and gradually became their slaves; but this is not bad, there are many races that have developed a certain civilization, and they are even more miserable, and even completely eliminated from this world.

Morgan Leffey wanted to burn these plants and clear a way forward, but in this weird and remote place, there are too many hidden crises.

The previous experience of being imprisoned made her dare not to be too much fanfare, so as not to be discovered by secret enemies and cause unnecessary trouble.

The spreading death is just around the corner...

Morgan Leffe tirelessly walked around in this desolate and evil huge stone building.

She wanted to find an answer that could solve the doubts in her happiness, no matter what it was, even a small clue—proof that her dragons like her were still alive.

At this time, she had long forgotten what the task of coming here was. The inexplicable anger and the humble emotion of being played with the palms occupied her entire brain.

She wants revenge and burns everything in front of her with anger!

But her only reason reminded her that it was useless to do so, and she still couldn't find anyone to vent.

Maybe—it's the figure hidden in the black mist...

Or the masters of those evil slaves?

The trails inlaid into a checkerboard grid are covered with a layer of moss and thorns. But she had to pass through these thorny plants.

There are more and more destroyed buildings, and the eyes are everywhere, seemingly endless. There are more and more broken and destroyed things, larger and more distorted, like the maze of a fantasy city, which makes people startling every step of the way.

She seemed to have set foot in a supernatural place long forgotten by the years.

There were several "fork roads" in front of her. She couldn't remember how many such intersections she had walked through: not so much intersections, as high and low cliffs, some roads were even connected by a collapsed giant pillar.

If possible, she would surge all over her body, like a pangolin, drill a big hole in the rock, and move straight forward without scruples.

She also tried this one or two times, and every time she was hit and beaten with blood, and she wasted her strength in vain.

Just as she was at a loss, the whispers in her mind began to noisy again.

Morgan Leffey clutched her head and kept shaking her head. She wanted to get rid of the murmur, but she couldn't.

In fact, whenever she wanted to choose a path forward, or staggered indecisively, those mocking whispers started to grow louder. These voices were shocking, and almost made her unable to judge or think rationally, and could only go on instinctively.

Before she knew it, she chose the path with the least whisper every time.

There are collapsing stone pillars, huge geometric masonry, gray-yellow things all over the eyes, and endless ruined buildings. These buildings were so weird that they seemed to be alive in her eyes, looking down at her with a stalwart body.

Here, Morgan Lefy's power is difficult to use, even if she is a powerful dragon, it is of no avail.

Some inexplicable force is always interfering with her, guiding her in the dark, or controlling her behavior.

And she can't control her actions at all, just like she can't get rid of those murmurs and keep them from appearing in her head.

But they always appeared when Morgan Lefy was facing a fork in the road, reverberating in her mind at the right time, over and over again...

Morgan Lefey only felt dizzy and looked around blindly from time to time.

Until the evening light shot down, through the gap of the ancient broken wall, slowly crawling out of the huge gloomy corner miraculously. Thousands of vague and horrible imaginations formed a spooky, slightly descriptive gorgeous image that passed through her tortured and almost breathless brain, making her suffer.

This kind of whispering made her go crazy, but she had no choice but to listen. Even calming down and thinking was an extravagant hope, and she could only be led by the nose by those voices.

She felt that she was going to become a slave to those voices.

All the grievances and dissatisfaction began to brew, wave after wave, until she entered a long and narrow passage of ruins, UU reading www.uukanshu.com finally reached the peak and broke out in an instant.

The earth shook under her feet, and the dust was flying.

She used the only remaining strength to blast her fists against the broken walls of those city walls.

"Kang-Kang-"

"Rumble—"

On both sides of this ruin, there are twisted walls that collapsed into huge rock walls.

These city walls are as majestic as mountain peaks, composed of countless curves and arcs, like the shoulder blades of prehistoric behemoths, dense and strong.

But this distorted and terrible image coexists with dilapidation and is severely weathered.

If it is a small human being deep into it, such as those missing Kunyang warriors, after seeing such a creation, they will be dumbfounded, thinking that this is a wonder created by the mighty power of nature.

For a time, the peaks were trembling, and in the empty and silent city, there was a wave of nameless loud noise and horror.