The Fall: A Full Account [Seeking Subscriptions]

The line had been carved crookedly and unevenly.

It had been scratched into the inner wall of the tunnel with some hard object, stretching across more than ten meters of wall.

Though the writing was ugly, Zong Shen could see the unyielding Battle Intent within it.

From this line, one could also glimpse the brutal circumstances of that great battle.

Most importantly, the words had been written in reverse, starting from the tunnel and leading toward the sluice gate.

Beside the sluice gate sat a skeleton slumped against the wall, clutching a One-handed Sword broken in half. The line of words filled with unyielding Battle Intent had likely been left behind by the skeleton's owner.

There were clear signs of shattering on its left chest, and even its ribs had broken. This should have been the fatal wound suffered by the skeleton's owner back then.

This meant that the Azshara Sewers had still fallen.

The Elf Race warriors had fought until the very last moment. Under severe injuries, they had made their way back to the sluice gate and written those words.

No wonder Vereesa had looked so conflicted when she saw them. Such a scene was bound to remind her of the pain from ten thousand years ago.

Six Lion Garrison Knights walked at the front of the descending tunnel, holding Shield Swords.

Zoe Babbitt walked excitedly in the second row, while the Great Adventurer spirit Jacques Picard scrutinized the surroundings with a serious gaze beside her.

To be honest, this was a place he had never visited before!

The legendary Azshara Sluice Gate was protected by magic. It was not an ordinary, unguarded Wall Section or barricade, so even in his spectral form, he could not pass through it.

When he was alive, he had explored Ruins in