When Reilo left the administration hall, it had been three days since Reilo entered this space.
Before finding an exit, this will be the last day that the Spirit Eye remains effective, so we must hurry.
At this moment, Reilo was playing with a strange object in his hand.
The outer layer of pale yellow stone, encasing the inner black stone, resembles an eye, which aligns well with the Gulan Civilization's veneration of the eye.
On the back of this eye, many black fibrous roots extend.
This is precisely Xiao Hei's control core.
Reilo took out a low-grade energy crystal, and the black tendrils instantly wrapped around it, slowly absorbing the energy from the crystal.
However, the energy provided by Reilo was far too weak.
Even when in bright light, the once powerful and terrifying Xiao Hei can now only transform into a coin-sized slime in Reilo's hands, slowly wriggling and confined to a 1-meter radius around the core device.
Once outside this range, the slime will automatically disintegrate and be reborn from the core device.
"So, the energy radiation range of this crystal is 1 meter? And the energy hub of the three levels of the pyramid has a radiation range of nearly 1,000 meters, but it is only confined to the two underground levels of the administrative hall. If calculated according to the three-dimensional volume, it is more than several million times greater?"
Well...
The algorithm for energy intensity is certainly not that simple and direct, but it's not hard to see the huge gap between the two.
"Mr. X!"
Captain Mochiu, who had previously led the way to the second basement level, ran over.
"Um?"
Reilo looked over.
The square was now in ruins, with fragments of statues and guardians scattered everywhere.
However, due to the closure of the pyramid's energy hub, these guardian statues cannot be restored and will become eternal ruins in this space.
Furthermore, because the entire pyramid energy cycle system is completely shut down, it is equivalent to the human body suffering radiation damage to the eyes, losing its metabolic function, and will inevitably die over time.
"The explorers and the clan leader asked me to tell you that they have already gone to the fourth level. If you are interested in the fifth level, please do so as soon as possible. If not, you may proceed on your own."
"Um."
Reilo didn't say anything more and walked straight towards a nearby Moonlight Elevator.
As the core of the three floors, and even the energy center of the entire pyramid, the administrative hall naturally has a corresponding Moonlight Elevator design.
A moment later.
Under the watchful eyes of several Mochiu, Reilo's body gradually disappeared into the vortex of dark clouds leading to the fourth level of space along the Moonlight Elevator.
The sky above was clear of clouds.
The fourth level of space seemed much shorter than the first three levels, only about two hundred meters high.
Reilo could see the silver-gray ceiling above.
The ground was still covered with the same bluish-gray stone slabs as the upper two floors. There were no building ruins around, only one giant statue after another, broken and scattered on the ground.
These statues generally reach a height of over five meters, with some even exceeding ten meters, making them virtually indistinguishable from real Cyclops.
They, like the three-tiered statue guardians, were clearly once weapons of war for the Gulan Fairies.
However, the more powerful the weapon of war, the more sophisticated its design, the more easily it decays, and the more precious its internal materials, making it more difficult for the black tentacles to repair.
Weapons of war are ultimately just weapons of war; they are not living beings.
It possesses the power of a higher being, but lacks the process by which a higher being continuously approaches immortality.
However, some statues had clearly just been damaged, and these statues were all four meters tall, representing the lowest level of warfare weapons in this space.
It's ironic, really.
Ten thousand years later, this Magic Eye Pyramid will have to rely on these Gulan Fairies, who were once cannon fodder, to protect its final operation.
We followed the battle tracks for quite a while, and bloodstains were visible everywhere along the way.
Reilo stopped and looked at the human corpse.
Half of his body had been smashed into a pulp by the statue guards. Reilo didn't recognize him. There were many bloodstains nearby, likely left by the Mochiu Clan, but the corpses had already been disposed of by the Mochiu.
Naturally, there was nothing of value on the corpse, and Reilo continued walking forward.
Leaping onto the head of a stone statue, Reilo stood atop the horn, skillfully using Bubble Technique to create a telescope, gazing into the distance.
"It seems they've already entered the fifth level. There's a Moonlight Elevator over there, and the fighting is over... Huh?"
Reilo was taken aback.
In one direction not far away, there was a giant tortoise.
And there seemed to be a figure standing there.
After thinking for a moment, Reilo decided not to rush to the fifth floor for the time being, but instead headed towards the giant tortoise.
As Reilo drew closer, the giant tortoise appeared to grow increasingly larger in Reilo eyes.
After Reilo approached.
This enormous creature, with its shell alone reaching over ten meters in height, was covered in lush green grass and flowers, resembling a giant mobile garden. Its wrinkled head, like withered tree bark, blinked as it slowly looked at Reilo.
As for the figure standing to the side...
It was that mysterious person wearing a silver mask, from the Mithril family of the Vanseton Duchy.
Reilo tentatively asked, "Aren't you planning to go to the fifth floor?"
The man in the silver mask looked at Reilo.
"This year's explorers are far stronger than in previous years, and they've already recognized me. Their eyes are filled with greed; they probably already see me as a walking piece of Mithril. I don't plan to participate any further."
The man then asked, "And you? Are you going to the fifth floor, or are you planning to try and kill me to refine the Mithril within me?"
Although the voice was low and cold, Reilo could still tell it was a girl.
"Well?"
Reilo was genuinely surprised by the other party's response and asked himself the same question.
Reilo hesitated for a moment, realizing that the other party's vigilance had turned into real killing intent, and quickly said, "I only came for the Moon Crystal Stone and the remnants of the Gulan Civilization."
Beneath the silver mask, her eyes, filled with wariness, glanced coldly at Reilo before turning her head to look again at the old tortoise dozens of meters away.
"This is the only item I have that meets your requirements. Thank you for your gift."
This giant tortoise moves very slowly.
From it, Reilo could sense an ancient, gentle, and twilight aura.
This is the third layer of space, the last ancient guardian the spring Elves spoke of?
While size doesn't tell the whole story, this giant tortoise's biological level is at least level three, or even higher.
now.
Reilo felt no pressure from its enormous and terrifying physique; instead, he felt a sense of benevolence, which was truly strange.
"I'm already very grateful that you've kept me company for so long. As for that little gift, it's nothing."
The man in the silver mask bowed deeply and then turned and left.
The old tortoise slowly turned its head and looked at Reilo.
"Then why have you come to see this dying old man?"
"I..."
Although they were dozens of meters apart, when the giant turtle exhaled from its nostrils, Reilo felt as if he had been blown by a hurricane.
After hesitating for a moment, Reilo carefully considered his words, his expression cautious.
"Your longevity is the best store and nurturing of knowledge and wisdom. I wish to learn some knowledge from you, and... a fair exchange where each party gets what they need."
"Knowledge?"
The giant tortoise slowly said, "I don't understand those Gulan Fairies or what you humans call knowledge."
"Historical truth is also one of the kinds of knowledge that humanity pursues!"
Reilo paused, suppressing his nervousness, and tentatively asked, "You are the guardian of the Gulan Fairies, so why do you communicate with us humans? And what exactly are those Mochiu?"
" The Gulan Fairies hasn't given me the offerings stipulated in the contract for far too long, so I've been paying myself little by little with what I've been guarding. Over the years, what I've been guarding has long since become my personal property. Since the Gulan Fairies has nothing left to maintain the offerings, I am now free."
The old tortoise was quite carefree.
Reilo was taken aback; this old tortoise's way of thinking was quite interesting.
"I want to know about ancient times and the Great Cataclysm."
The giant tortoise wrinkled its eyelids, blinked slowly, revealing its cloudy eyes.
"Although I possess some ancient bloodline, I was born during the Ice Age, and I know nothing about the ancient times."
A hint of contemplation and reminiscence shone through the giant tortoise's cloudy eyes.
"However, I've heard from my predecessors that at the center of this continent, there once existed an incomparably powerful being called the Mandala Flower, also known as the Mother Earth. Ancient kings and Gods vied to worship her. But after the Great Cataclysm, the world fell apart, and new civilizations based on races emerged one after another. The surviving Ancient Creature could no longer feel the blessings of the Mandala Flower. Perhaps we have been abandoned by the Mother Earth..."
Mandala Flower?
"Then what does its blessing refer to?"
"I don't know either. All I know is that the reason those ancient kings were able to rival the gods was not only because their physiques were far more robust and powerful than those of ordinary creatures, but also because of the blessing of the Mandala Flower."
Ancient history is a distant legend for this giant tortoise.
Shaking its head, the giant tortoise continued, "As for those Mochiu, they were merely livestock that the Gulan Fairies once bred and raised, just like how the Glacier Ant Nest once nurtured Gulan True Mushroom."
" Glacier Ant Nest? Gulan True Mushroom?"
Reilo grasped the key point.
"After the Great Cataclysm, the world did not begin to prosper again until the Ice Age. Many short-lived civilizations arose in this region. The Glacier Ant Nest was one of the later civilizations of the Ice Age, lasting only a thousand years."
The giant tortoise's voice was calm, as if it were narrating something insignificant.
Reilo didn't know what history meant to a life form that had existed for so long.
It's like I'm recounting my own educational experience?
"The queen ant's food comes from plant and animal scraps. She cultivates a type of mushroom deep within the anthill. Later, as this civilization collapsed, these mushrooms gradually regained their freedom and established their own civilization."