277: Chapter 146: The Lost Relics, Buried History 277: Chapter 146: The Lost Relics, Buried History The Giant City Ruins were shrouded in darkness, having been buried underground for who knows how many years.
Wayne puzzledly looked at the distant obelisk, which was large and majestic, piercing the mountaintop and even taller than Elental Mountain.
So, why hadn’t it been discovered?
Wayne wasn’t referring to the group from the Death Church or others like him; they were all newcors to this era.
He was speaking of the ancients.
Such a huge monunt could have easily been unearthed with a bit of digging, discovered one day and cut down the next before being dragged off to the Windsor Museum for exhibition, a testant to the grandeur of a great nation.
So then, why had it remained undiscovered?
It’s not even hard to get in here!
Wayne couldn’t figure it out and suspected there was more to this place than t the eye, subconsciously raising a hand to draw up a wall of earth, blocking the entrance between the cracks in the rock face.
The triggered traps he left behind were breached one by one.
The combination of Phantom Spores, Sleeping Spores, and Parasitic Spores ant he was confident that any number of ordinary people would be no match, and even a mage wouldn’t get away unscathed.
There was plenty of ti to look for the stone tablets.
“No ti to space out.
I have sharp eyes and saw a big fellow over there.
Let’s go check it out.”
Wayne flicked a fireball from his fingertips, floating it in front to illuminate the ground, then briskly led Mona ahead.
Hurry up and be careful not to step on any traps.
The elental reserve of the Giant City Ruins was dense, twice the height of the Half London Sewers.
If the whole mining area had such an exaggerated amount of elents, Elental Mountain truly deserved its na—it wasn’t a misnor.
“Mona, do you know the history behind the na of Elental Mountain?”
“Not sure.”
Mona shook her head.
Elental Mountain wasn’t a strategic location and was rarely marked on the big maps.
It used to be ntioned when the copper mine was active, but after the mine was abandoned, the residents of Silent Ridge either moved away or went to the factories in the big cities for work, and the place beca even more neglected.
As for the origin of Elental Mountain’s na, Mona reminded Wayne not to always view things from a mage’s perspective.
Gold, silver, copper, and iron were also elents!
“Huh, you learn pretty fast.”
Wayne didn’t get an answer, he couldn’t be bothered to use his brain cells to reason out whether Elental Mountain had once been a holy place for cultivation; it didn’t matter, for he was not from that era.
The two made their way faster in the darkness, triggering not a single trap.
Perhaps the chanisms had worn out over the years, or maybe the traps were only designed for larger creatures, like the giants themselves, or perhaps there weren’t any chanisms at all.
Wayne reached the obelisk half an hour earlier than expected.
This was a quadrilateral pillar with its top tapered off, looking tall and majestic from afar, but when approached, its tip couldn’t even be seen when looking up.
Wayne roughly estimated that just one side of the quadrilateral had a length of over three hundred ters.
The total height…
Definitely much taller than Elental Mountain.
This wasn’t Wayne’s first encounter with overlapping spaces: the ti-stood-still Caforno Town, the mysterious world he ca across on his way to Jianhe County, the Ruined Ancient City where the Thousand-Eyed Demon descended, or even the Lava Territory swallowed by the Hell Gate, were all pri examples of spatial overlap.
The God-chosen Continent wasn’t stable, easily disturbed by external forces!
Wayne circled the obelisk and saw nurous horizontal and slanted grooves on the surface of the quadrilateral body.
These lines crisscrossed on the four sides of the obelisk, like energy transmission tracks, exuding a strong sci-fi vibe.
Wayne blinked and imagined a Star-Annihilating Cannon powered by the Four Elents—a single shot, and the moon would be gone.
Poor Moonlight Goddess!
No, wait, next door was Eclipse Town; it should be the sun that gets blasted.
Wayne put on his gloves and touched the surface of the obelisk.
The granular feel of the rock was distinct—not crafted from tal.
He tried to infuse a thread of magic power; a white glow rippled across the surface of the obelisk, fading from strong to weak, spreading out about ten ters before completely dissipating.
The magic power conductivity was excellent.
A confird fact: it was indeed a Star-Annihilating Cannon—so lawbreakers had planned to fire on the Goddess!
Mona, after seeing Wayne’s actions, tried to do the sa by looking for ruins writing on the surface of the obelisk.
Reality was harsh; she found nothing.
After about ten minutes of activity, both had nothing to show for their efforts.
“Perhaps the tablet isn’t here.”
Mona looked toward the pitch-black expanse of the Giant City Ruins and said with concern, “Let’s go, even thousands of people couldn’t search all the ruins quickly.
We should leave here before the people from the Death Church block our way out.”
Could it be possible that this obelisk is the so-called tablet?
Wayne looked up at the sky.
To humans, a quadrilateral tablet asured thirty centiters in length and width, at most the size of a tombstone.
But the ruins were built by giants; they wouldn’t craft a tablet the size of a fingernail.
Considering their ‘bigger is better’ architectural style, the more important sothing was, the larger it would be made.
The scale of the tablet they created, therefore, could be imagined.
Now the question arose: if his guess was correct, did the people from the Death Church know the tablet was the obelisk?
If they did, how would they transport the obelisk, and where to?
Such a huge thing would be very conspicuous anywhere it was placed; there must be a way to shrink it.
As Wayne pondered, a sudden explosion ca from afar.
His erected earthen wall was violently shattered, the sound resounding loud and clear in the silent ruins.
“They’re here.”
Mona frowned, having recovered from dizziness and nausea after a few hours of rest.
However, involving herself in an intense fight would only hold the others back.
“Let’s go, we’ll find a high spot to hide first.
Let them explore the ruins.
If there are too many of them, we prepare to run.” Wayne patted Mona and headed into the dark area behind them.
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