As they flew onward, Azaz encountered several more ruins. Some had only a single entrance exposed, while others had largely revealed their full extent. For instance, on a small hill below them stood clusters of ancient buildings shimmering with halos of light—one such exposed ruin.
Traces of human activity could be clearly seen near those ancient buildings.
After seeing ruin after ruin in all their varieties, Azaz gradually calmed down from his initial state of startled alarm.
Ruins elsewhere might have been precious, but there were simply too many ruins on the Pamiji Plateau... Moreover, every one of them seemed to have been developed already, leaving them with basically no value.
Half an hour later, the Gondola finally entered the central region of the Pamiji Plateau. At that moment, Sanders raised his head and surveyed the surroundings with a grave expression, looking for the anomaly Zislaid had mentioned.
The cool, refreshing wind brushed over drifting clouds. The sky was blue as a flawless gemstone.
The spatial energy around them was not particularly turbulent either, and the primordial magic was at normal levels. Everything appeared calm, without the slightest sign of anything unusual.
Sanders then turned his gaze to the ground. On the high-altitude wilderness, apart from barren earth and disorderly cold-resistant vegetation, there were vast stretches of cool-colored rocks.
On some of the open ground, there were also wheel ruts and beast hoofprints. It was clear that people had been wandering nearby recently.
Sanders closed his eyes, and his spiritual power directly penetrated the earth's surface. Beneath the ground, he saw the tracks of an underground steam train. They should have been the lines connecting Night Demon City to its various underground towns and villages. There were still oil stains on the tracks, which meant that within at least the