Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

After a while, Kyle finished exploring the dungeon and took his clone back.

The two looked at each other and knew what the other wanted to express without words.

Jump down from the ground, feel the wind against your skin, and enjoy the sensation of freefall.

When they were ten meters above the dungeon, the two stood steadily in the air, overlooking the magic shield rising from the dungeon, which was flashing red light.

Kyle stretched out his hands, muttering something in a language that Weilin could not understand. Magic power shining with colorful light condensed at his fingertips, and then was drawn into silk threads, flew into the magic shield, and merged into it.

There was a slight turbulence, and the surface of the magic shield slowly melted away, revealing a passage wide enough for one person to enter and exit.

"My Lord, let's go."

Seeing this, Weilin walked straight through the passage and entered the magic shield.

Kyle followed closely behind, and when the magic shield was closed again, he entered the dungeon.

On the ground, three adventurers were lying on the edge of a cliff, witnessing the two men enter the mysterious underground city.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"What should we do? Of course we should go back to sleep. What else can we do?" The leading young man spread out his hands, revealing a helpless look.

The short and thin young man touched his head and looked past the young man at his other companion.

“Can you open that clear lid?”

"No."

"That's it. You can't even open the lid, and you're still asking what to do. Isn't that a waste of time?"

After hearing his companion's answer, the short and thin young man touched the back of his head and it seemed to be the case.

When he came to his senses, he saw his elder brother and companions walking away, and quickly followed them with a dagger in hand.

Around the deep pit, adventurers who knew their abilities were limited left one after another.

The remaining dozens of adventurers firmly believed that they were extremely lucky and destined to get something for free, so they each looked for a place they thought was safe to hide.

Inside the dungeon, there is a scene of a lost ancient battlefield.

Looking at the corpses lying on the street, Weilin squatted down, touched them lightly, and they turned into dust.

He picked up the dagger on the ground, and after holding it in his hand for only a few seconds, it began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Weilin stood up, walked to a stone house, and reached out to touch it.

"collapse--"

With a shattering sound, the stone house collapsed, the stones shattered, dispersed into smoke and dust, and disappeared without a trace.

"Why do I feel like I've stepped into time?" Weilin clapped his hands, took out the cigarette dust on his hands, and said to Kyle.

“My lord, what you see has been around for tens of thousands of years. Although it looks strong on the outside, it has been corroded on the inside.” Kyle spread out his hands, condensed a whirlwind of fire in his palms, and threw it out with a thought.

Under the sweep of the whirlwind of fire, various buildings in the dungeon turned into smoke and dust and disappeared from Weilin's sight.

Looking around, except for a few statues, the entire underground city has turned into a huge platform.

"It looks like all that's left is the treasure."

In a flash, Weilin's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye he stuffed the statue into the internal space of the Druid's Book.

As for studying what materials these statues are made of, it won’t be too late after we return. The main goal now is to find the magic puppet army.

Kyle, who witnessed all this, stroked his chin, looking thoughtful.

"There's an entrance here, come quickly."

Weilin looked at Kyle who was standing in a daze in the distance, waved to him, and then jumped in.

Seeing his master disappear, Kyle lowered his head slightly and said to himself: "This is the greedy character taking over."

After thinking for a few seconds, Kyle took a step forward, came to the entrance, looked at the dark tunnel, and walked downwards.

In the quiet tunnel, Weilin's footsteps sounded particularly heavy.

The tunnel is filled with an old atmosphere, as if telling the glory of the past.

After crossing the dried-up underground river and arriving at the cemetery filled with the smell of death, looking at the more than a thousand tombstones, one feels heavy and depressed.

Walk through the cemetery and stop in front of a stone turtle statue.

There is a stone tablet on each side of the stone turtle statue.

The stone tablet on the left is engraved with the words: Glorious for thousands of years and brilliant for thousands of years. These eight words seem to be telling the city’s former glory and honor.

As for the stone tablet on the right, the words on it seem to have been erased and its meaning is unknown.

Perhaps the owner of this city erased it when he was heartbroken before the collapse of civilization.

After stopping his groundless speculation, Weilin explored the entrance around the giant turtle.

As for Kyle, he stood in front of a stone tablet, combining the gift he got from the legendary wizard to interpret the inscriptions on it and look for the entrance.

Half an hour later, Weilin leaned against the stone tablet, apparently having given up searching for clues.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when Weilin woke up from his drowsy state, he saw densely packed words in front of him. Except for some Lalibertat magic words, he didn't recognize any other words.

Looking at Kyle who was still writing unknown words on the space as paper, Weilin used his brain to read the content on it. Even with some guesses, he could understand the general meaning of the words he couldn't understand.

The general meaning is that a legendary wizard mourns the death of his old friend, and at the same time denounces the invasion of foreign gods and scolds the shameful traitors.

As for the information related to the ruins, there was only a little bit, which made Weilin curl his lips, but he did not complain.

Estimating the time, starting from the time he woke up, Kyle stopped writing at the third hour, waving away the useless words, leaving only a few hundred lines of chat.

After obtaining the important information, Kyle went straight to the statue, reached into its mouth, found the key entrance, and pressed it down.

The next moment, a magic circle emerged from the ground and the surrounding scene began to change.

In less than a moment, the lifeless cave disappeared, replaced by a magnificent hall.

However, in Weilin's perception, all of this is an illusion.

After a while of searching, Kyle pulled out the upper and lower teeth of the stone turtle.

Weilin turned his head to look, and saw purple magic power flowing out from the gap, forming a messy ball of magic power in front of the stone turtle's mouth.

Seeing this, Kyle reached out and grabbed the hundreds of lines of text in the air, stuffing them all into the magic thread ball.

A faint light emerged, and the ball of magic thread began to sort itself out.

In less than a few minutes, a turtle made of a ball of magic thread appeared in front of the two.

At this point, Kyle couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and placed his palm on the heaviest part of the stone turtle statue.

"Pass."

A very majestic voice resounded throughout the entire virtual hall.

"May the glory last for thousands of years." Kyle said that with a serious face.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong suction force appeared in the mouth of the stone turtle statue. Kyle was quick-witted and grabbed Weilin's right hand.

Light emerged, the hall disappeared, the cave emerged, and the figures of Weilin and Kyle disappeared without a trace.