Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

The sword-tailed earth dragons couldn't catch up with him, and what attracted them was the aura emanating from the soul seeds at the beginning and the huge, fresh smell of blood from the corpses piled up on the ground after Bai Mo killed too many demons.

At this time, Bai Mo was also covered in cold sweat. Fortunately, he did not choose to use a vessel to contain the soul seed, otherwise the time just now would not be enough.

If more demons are attracted, it will really be over. If his soul seed had been successfully absorbed half a minute later, I'm afraid he would have been unable to escape without being seriously injured.

"Bai Mo, are you okay?"

"No, what about you?"

"Little Fengling and Daju protect me very well."

"That's good. If you have a problem, I can't explain it to Qingqing."

Lingling nodded slightly. Through the eye mask, she could vaguely see the retreating outline of the cave. She found that the terrain was different from when she came.

"Isn't this the way we came in?"

"No, there is a group of monsters blocking that road."

"Did you get rid of those sword-tailed earth dragons?"

Bai Mo used more sound magic this time to allow the detection sound to spread far under the rock and soil. He was relieved when he found that those guys were eating the monster corpses and did not chase them.

He slowly stopped, put Lingling down, and said softly, "They are not chasing her."

"Then let's find an upward passage to the cave and leave."

There is no maze in the dark cave. Although the dark cave itself is like a huge maze, it is not difficult to get out of this maze.

You only need to go up and find the uppermost cave passage. Follow that passage to find a crack or hole leading to the ground.

Bai Mo nodded, and led Lingling to turn a corner at an intersection ahead. After spending some time, the two of them arrived at the topmost cave.

It is impossible to go back to the place where we first came down. The underground lava channels extending in all directions are simply more complicated than the city's sewers.

Coupled with the geotechnical barriers underground, positioning instruments and pointing needles also became malfunctioning.

The predecessors simply summed up the experience of getting out of here, so Bai Mo and the two were not anxious. Instead, they saw many strange monsters in the underground caves.

"There seems to be an exit leading to the top!"

After turning another corner, Lingling held the illuminated crystal ball and pointed at an irregular crack that was two meters wide on the left wall of the dark cave passage, which was more than four meters high.

"Let me see!"

Bai Mo stretched out his hand and flicked it, and a wave of sound strings penetrated the crack and flew forward eight thousand meters, feeding back everything along the way.

"There is an underground space above. It seems to be a transfer station, but it does lead to the outside."

Bai Mo told the situation of this passage, then pulled Lingling, stepped on the ground waves, and entered the passage along the almost vertical cave wall like flying over the eaves and walking over the wall.

There were no twists and turns on the way up. After quickly completing the passage, the two came to another space.

When the light of the illuminated crystal ball diffuses throughout the dark space, it colors the surrounding environment.

Bai Mo and Lingling discovered that this place did not seem to be a dark cave space.

At a glance, it is full of traces of human civilization.

Light blue stone tiles cover the ground, and the walls on both sides are also light blue, nearly five meters high, as is the dome.

The whole space is like a somewhat flat oval.

There seemed to be something carved on the wall, but it was too far away for people to see clearly. There was a tall portal at the front, with a row of clay figurines standing on both sides.

The clay figurines are probably a little taller than Lingling, about 1.6 meters tall, but they are all dressed like adults. Her hair was tied up, and the style was different from the ones in the costume dramas Bai Mo had watched.

Their faces are covered with bronze masks and their faces cannot be seen clearly.

In the middle of the entire underground hall is a jade sculpture of a bamboo, which is so lifelike that even the tiny hairs of the bamboo are clearly visible.

On both sides of the sculpture, a total of four corpse-like things were lying on a low jade bed.

The corpse's face was also covered with a bronze mask.

There was also a weapon beside him, which seemed to be a bronze sword.

On the ground, some broken and irregular monster corpses or skeletons were scattered, obviously killed by something.

The time of death varied, and they may have crawled in from the tunnel they came out of just now.

It was these corpses that made Bai Mo alert.

"This seems to be a tomb, but it doesn't quite look like it." Lingling said, pulling Bai Mo to the edge of the wall and looking at the things carved on it.

There are abstract pictures and there are words.

The text seemed to be a lost ancient text. Neither of them knew it, but the pictures could be understood.

A person, a contract circle, and a bamboo

Bamboo grows and people die.

A group of people worship bamboo, and the bamboo shines, which seems to indicate change.

A group of people, huge bamboos, bamboo leaves all over the sky, and invading demons.

These pictures are no longer here, everything after that is just words.

The picture after the text is no longer related to the previous one, and seems to be about a country's fight against demons.

The two of them looked at it backwards. At first, they thought it might be a totem recorded, but when they saw the contract circle, they gave up the idea.

Generally speaking, totems cannot be contracted.

Lingling was about to print them on special paper and take them back for study, but Bai Mo heard a special noise and instantly pulled Lingling away.

"Ding!!!"

Three bronze swords roared and hit the place where the two people were standing. The blue stone brick was unscathed, but sparks were flying!

The three humanoid creatures turned around with swords in hand. There were strange lines on the exposed dark purple skin, and their empty eyes stared directly at the two people who passed by.

The strange wind howling eerily in the calm room!

There is another one that moves slightly faster and is already chasing the two of them!

It was the four human-shaped things that were lying next to the bamboo sculpture before.

"Why are there undead here?! Or a general!"

A wall emitting silver light stood in front of him. Bai Mo felt the cold aura and asked questions without being surprised.

"I don't know, this seems to be the ruins of an ancient kingdom." Lingling frowned as she looked at the four unknown creatures that were constantly attacking the space barrier.

"The undead at the warrior level will break away from their original appearance, but they still maintain their human appearance, and the evil wind they stir up is not as powerful as the undead at the warrior level. This does not seem to be undead magic."

"No?" Bai Mo was a little surprised, so he concentrated on feeling it carefully.

It turned out that it was just as Lingling said. At the same time, he also discovered something, that is, every time these things attack, the masks on their faces will light up slightly.

It seems that what maintains their strength is not the special lines on their bodies or the power in their bodies, but the mysterious bronze mask on their faces.

In order to verify his conjecture, he reached out and took it, and the silver light suddenly shined in his eyes. The four unknown creatures that were still attacking were instantly restrained by the invisible hand of space and could not move.