A Shocking Haul

The rescue workers simply could not pull the summoner out of the twisted, warped crevice.

They could only watch helplessly as he wriggled his shattered body and gradually vanished into the darkness.

Later, the rescue workers discovered bloodstains and scraps of skin from two other Transcendents in two more crevices.

The average width of those two crevices did not even exceed five centimeters.

No one knew how those three Transcendents had managed to force their way inside.

Still less did anyone know where they had crawled to, following crevices that grew narrower, more twisted, and darker by the moment.

In barely ten days to half a month, similar incidents had sprung up one after another.

The number of bizarre incidents that claimed lives alone had already surpassed ten.

In truth, this was a normal occurrence when exploring Ancient Ruins.

Back when humanity excavated Relic Number One in the heart of Dragon City, they encountered even more anomalies, and stranger ones at that.

It was the Blood Alliance that used the most brutal force to compel tens of thousands of innocent citizens to carve a bloody path through the depths of Relic Number One with their lives.

Only then had Earthlings been able to absorb the nourishment of Primordial Civilization and establish their own systems of Spiritual Energy cultivation, Rune Technology, and Biochemical Modulation.

Compared to Primordial Civilization, present-day Earth Civilization was even more immature than a three-year-old child.

Letting a three-year-old child wander into an armory piled high with weapons of mass destruction meant casualties were all but inevitable.

There was basically no good solution to the bizarre incidents occurring during exploration.

Unless they withdrew most of their forces, slowed the pace of exploration, research, and cultivation, and spent decades or even centuries excavating slowly and steadily.

But that was