Chapter 572 Under the Rift Valley

"...There is really only one rift valley."

A few days later, when Ron led his companions unbelievingly over the mountains and arrived at their destination, everyone including him had to stand on the edge of the cliff in the cold wind, stunned.

On the scroll, this should be a small plain. According to the fragmented sentences translated by Gilennis, that plain should be the origin of a small country that had not been explored by Ron and others and had settled in the Dreamland. land.

Now they knew why this place had remained unexplored, and why Farama said that "the traces on the surface have almost disappeared."

"This place actually 'disappeared'." Victoria looked down at the bottomless rift valley and murmured, "Is this the power of the dracolich? Or is it the result of the intervention of purgatory or the abyss?"

From what they could see, the lich had already destroyed two territories on the other side of the mountain, and Old Green Swamp Town seemed to have followed in the footsteps of the first two. And Falama is the result of the confrontation between demons and demons. No matter how you look at it, the terrain here does not look like it was formed naturally, and it is inevitable that people will have this association.

"...I can't feel that kind of power." Sylvia stretched out her hand, took it back after a moment, and shook her head, "Although the power in my body was taken back, that feeling will never be forgotten. Yes. There is no remnant of the lich’s power here.”

The Moon Elf threw out two detection spells and came to a similar conclusion: "The time it took to form here is shorter than the time it took to plant the territory, so we can rule out the possibility that the passage of time caused the clues to disappear."

The goblin hunter did not participate in their routine. He looked down with bright eyes, a look of deep thought on his face. Ron had rarely seen him with such an expression. He was about to ask the ranger for his opinion, but Drayford himself spoke first:

"How about we go down and have a look?"

Is he thinking about this? !

"Are you crazy?!" Victoria was shocked by this suggestion. "It's daytime now. You can't even see the bottom at a glance. Who knows what's inside?"

"That's right!" Sera suddenly slapped her hands, startling Driver, "We don't have to go down yet. Don't you have a lot of animal friends? Let them help you explore the way first!"

So many litters... Ron vaguely remembered that the animal friends he had heard about before had to be at least the level of snow leopards. How could this be reduced?

Drayford was naturally reluctant. I was afraid that the rift valley, which was deeper than twenty or thirty hill giants stacked up, didn't look like a safe place, but on the other side of the rift valley was a place they were familiar with. This is the only suspicious place. In the end, the goblin only kept Baymax, who had been accompanying him, and let go of as many rats as possible. His senses were all attached to one of the inconspicuous rats with the ranger's spell.

"I hope there won't be any monsters down there..." He muttered, and began to synchronize the transmission of what he had "seen with his own eyes", "There are rats everywhere, they went down."

"Try to stay on the periphery of the swarm, but don't break away from the rat swarm," Ron looked at the goblin with some worry and reminded, "This way if you encounter danger, you won't be the first one selected and can escape in time. "

The goblin hunter shook his head to indicate that he understood, and while he was fully focused on the mouse, Gilenis released a small spell behind Dreyfuddo, so that everything he could see It can be seen by others simultaneously.

The mouse stood on the protrusion of a cliff and turned its head slightly. From this perspective, it and other mice had almost dived to a depth of perhaps one-third or less, but the surrounding scenery did not change much. , it is still bare sandy rocks, and occasionally you can see a few scattered gray-green plants, showing the tenacity and unyieldingness of life.

But that's all.

As the perspective returns to the bottom, one can vaguely see that there is some kind of "end" there. This shows that the scale of this rift still stays within the normal range, and does not reach half of the Underdark or other planes. plane. This is good news.

Time passed by, and although the mice's mobility could be brought into play on this terrain, it was still limited. As they went deeper and deeper, the protrusions and gaps on the cliff that could be grasped became increasingly rare. Up, this may mean that artificial traces become clearer, but at the same time it also greatly limits the footprints of rats. Finally, in an environment that was extremely dark even from the perspective of a "real rat", the rats stopped and began to turn back spontaneously.

There are no monsters or traps, but the terrain alone is enough to deter most explorers, because even at this position, there is still a height difference of tens of meters from the bottom - the height difference of the previous twenty or thirty giants. I guess that's a little too optimistic.

"Let them come back. It doesn't look like there is much danger," Ron said. "We don't have to climb all the way down the rock. The whole process will be much faster than the rats, so everyone should be prepared in case..."

Before Ron could finish his words, he saw the mouse's perspective on the projection behind Drivedo suddenly shake violently, and then fall downwards like a free fall!

Drayford exited the animal's perspective, let out a sigh of relief and stood up: "It's better for it to die than for us to die."

"I recorded the last scene it saw." Gilenis stretched out her hand and stabilized the projection that was about to dissipate, and the scene was fixed on the last scene it saw.

The traces of artificial carving are undoubted. Ron can clearly see that the side walls on both sides, which appear to be cliffs, are unusually neat, and the ground at the bottom of the valley where the rat fell and died, has traces like gaps in bricks and stones.

"It looks like..." Ivy blurted out, "Like someone settled in it?!"

"But the clue to Purgatory is the plain," Gillianis frowned, "No matter how huge the gap between the devil and mortals is, it is impossible to make such a mistake, not to mention that the scroll should not be made by the devil, but by the hands of mortals."

Ron did not speak. He took out the metal piece and looked at it in his hand. Just after Gillianis froze the picture, the small object began to glow abnormally, as if it had reacted to something in the picture.

"Look, here!" Victoria suddenly exclaimed, and she pointed to the depths of the scene. From the perspective of the rat, at the end of the rift, there was something!

When Gillianis magnified the image as clearly as possible, everyone opened their eyes wide: "There is a door over there!" (End of this chapter)