I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

If we say that the forgotten holy city of Camelot intersected abruptly with the space of this world for unknown reasons, it was buried under the thick sand.

Very strange.

The ruins they discovered now should be in the same situation as the former one.But in places that can be seen clearly by the naked eye, some subtle refutations can be found.

"Where did the water come from?"

A slightly suspicious voice sounded first.

Jin, who had found the same way according to his memory, brought Eric to his destination. He glanced roughly at the surface of the ruins he had dug some time ago, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This is the center of the desert, the climate is hot, there are only a handful of rains in a year, and even the air that can be breathed is extremely dry, which adds a bit of heat to the people in it.

Not only does it not rain, but the groundwater under the desert is so scarce that it is almost impossible to exist.

That's why—Jin felt a little surprised.

That is to say, when I come back after a while, in the desert where it is impossible to rain, the surface that can be determined to be the ruins of a certain ancient country is covered with a layer of moisture out of thin air.

The sand and dust were forced to settle and condensed into dark trails, which ran vertically and horizontally through the pitiful ruins where the original appearance could not be seen at all.

The "place I must take you to" that Kim said was displayed in front of Eric in such a novel gesture.

Perhaps they can no longer be called "relics".

Only the remaining massive boulders are sparsely distributed around the flat and wide sandy land, buried by the sand to nearly half the height.

Years of howling wind and sand have polished the stone wreckage into a vicissitudes of life, and the outline of the past can no longer be seen, let alone pieced together into the shape of the past.

What remains at this time is such a desolate scene.

The first thing Eric paid attention to was not the extra "water" that Jin was also surprised at, but one of the desolate ruins.

It was right in front of his feet, planted crookedly into the gravel.

The gray color makes it never look awkward even if it is looked at closely.

If you don't have excellent eyesight, even if you look at it carefully, you will easily ignore this unobtrusive clue.

The boy who saw it at a glance naturally did not ignore it.

"..."

He leaned over, stretched out his hand, pulled out the gravel-covered fragment, and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

The surface of the fragment—

No text.

It is probably different from what you imagined. From the surface, it is no different from ordinary stones. At most, it has a different texture. For some reason, it is extremely fragile and cannot be easily grasped.

But Eric only glanced at the extremely ordinary gravel that would turn into powder with a little force in his hand, and he had already confirmed the connection between it and something in his hand.

"This, and the fragment I found nearby, used to belong to the same tablet."

Kim told the truth.

The two stopped on the desolate yellow sand with only one color, and they looked extremely small in the endless sand sea.

As long as you take the occupied land as the center and look around...

There are countless things that have the same definition as the tiny fragments Eric found in the gravel at this time.

While they may not be visible to the naked eye, they are always there.

The complete stone tablet in the past was broken into fragments of different sizes with the passage of time, and among those fragments, more were further annihilated, leaving only the powder that had not been blown away by the wind to settle quietly, mixed with the greedy yellow sand. One.

It is impossible to find all the fragments and residues in the long yellow sand.

Wanting to barely restore the fragments that can still be found is a fantasy that cannot be realized within the scope of common sense.

"The real site is not here, it should be below, or somewhere else," Jin said.

When he discovered the strange sandy land, he thought at the same time that what he could see was not a complete panorama of the ruins.

Where the naked eye can't see, there is another place that shows its true face-intuition and some minutiae that have been excavated point to this point of view.

"But what we can see is nothing but this trace that doesn't constitute a clue. We can't find the key to solve the mystery, even if we guess that there is a hidden one, it won't help. This is a bit tricky."

At that time, Jin tried to look around for hidden institutions, or traces of ruins buried deeper.But the result seemed to be the opposite of what he expected. He didn't find the right owner, but he dug up another ruin that was far away from here...

That is, the holy city of Camelot from another world.

It is not clear how Jin decided to send the fragments of the stele to the exhibition, and how he was sure that the dusty thing had some kind of relationship with his elder brother who was thousands of miles away.

In his own words, the intuition for certain special events is always terribly accurate and only one-sided, and it is too limited to use "intuition" to explain it.

Jin said that it was more like he was guided by some kind of will in the dark to find this place.

And, the follow-up of this matter is quite easy for him to solve.

Pleasantly leave all your troubles and worries to someone else - and that's it.

"Anyway, Brother Eric, you must have an idea, how about it, did you find anything?"

"It's in the way."

Jin: "Huh?"

"These things are really in the way."

Obviously the answer was irrelevant, and the person who spoke abruptly was immersed in his own world.

At the same time, their feet trembled slightly.

First, the gravel on the outermost layer shuddered as the ripples spread, and then, strange humming sounds seemed to come from all directions, converging into a sonata resembling the low voices of ancient people.

Immediately afterwards, the sand also began to flow.

Unknowingly, the originally flat sandy land experienced boiling ups and downs, and the group of sand laying on the surface was violently agitated.

Finally, gradually, after a long shock.

"Bang."

"Bang bang——"

The outstretched right arm of the silver-haired boy lowered after a brief pause.

His eyes were extremely calm, even though the mutation was flooding around the place where he was standing, there were countless tiny fragments that seemed to be crystal-clear and reflective coming out of it, floating and sticking together automatically.

A stone tablet that was still incomplete, but at least half formed, hovered in front of the only two people in the desert.

The text on the stele has increased a lot, and it is no longer limited to fragmentary and short words.

Both Eric's and Jin's eyes fell on the reorganized stele.

Jin couldn't understand the words on it, but he could get the details from another population with peace of mind.

The premise is that the person next to him is willing to tell him.

"Well, what's written on it?"

"It's very simple, all I can see is one sentence."

Eric replied lightly.

"'The world should be alert, the devil is suppressed here', that's it."

"what?"

Jin Zheng felt astonished, and was still thinking about the situation of the "devil king", when he saw the young man who had spent a lot of time putting together the stele suddenly looked extremely cold, and turned his head indifferently.

"Let's go, the place we are going to is not here."

Eric's voice seemed uninterested, as if he had completely lost interest in this place.But between his brows, an inexplicable gloom flashed faintly.

Demon King, suppressed here?

No need to guess, he already knew who the so-called "devil king" was talking about.

Extremely not cool.

The "devil king" who had not been "suppressed" and had been alive and kicking for so long seemed to have heard some cold joke, and almost didn't really laugh out loud.

From a certain moment, the violent quicksand finally stopped flowing, and the half stone tablet made up of countless ancient fragments fell into the sand, but it couldn't last long.

wow-

Accompanied by this crisp sound, the stele engraved with some kind of "warning" words for future generations suddenly shattered.

Maybe it was a mistake.

Perhaps that page in fate is written like this.

After a thousand years, he came back here again.