Chapter 1127 - People In the Engine Room (2/2)

Lily was scurrying in front of the Twilight Guards. Her fur was thick enough to withstand the attack of normal cannon fire. Occasionally, when a more powerful cannon fire hit her, she would groan in pain and return to Nangong Wuyue. Nangong Wuyue would heal her, psychologically and physically, and she would recover to become a fearsome dog again. Y’zaks was throwing fireballs at the flank of the elevator platform, pretending that he was going to clear a path. In the process, he had successfully attracted 60 % of hate from the enemy. Meanwhile, Anthony Alfonso was floating in the air, surrounded by a group of star-like arcane balls. With his own power alone, he could suppress the most elite wizard corps of Twilight Capital with just utilizing a small part of his ability.

Compared to these powerful guys, Galazur, the golden dragon was more fearsome. The dragon queen was playing with the anti-air firepower of the Twilight Guards, but she later realized that becoming an air-borne bullseye was really stupid. And more importantly, her wings were actually pretty fragile, the anti-aircraft shells could really hurt her. So she flapped her wings and landed on a black tower on the edge of the platform. This tower was obviously a vital but fragile facility, the Twilight Guards were very reluctant to shoot in this direction. They only used small firearms to attack Galazur now. When the dragon queen saw this, she breathed a sigh of relief, snuggled herself in her best posture, covered her head with her wings, and then dozed off.

It might be very unsightly, but for the golden dragon, this was indeed the most effective protective posture. She settled herself in the most prominent spot in the battlefield, drawing all the attention to herself with her shiny golden appearance.

So no one had noticed something had sneaked past them.

Hao Ren, Vivian, and Wendell were using the old elevator shaft going down to the lower city.

They could no longer hear the sound of battle in the upper city. The faint sound of the explosions had become as if it was coming from another world.

In order not to alert the city guards, they did not use the lift as the operation of the lift would create noise. Instead, the MDT had slipped through a ventilation duck into the elevator shaft and teleported into the shaft before Vivian carried them straight down the shaft.

They dived straight down the shaft of the incredible ancient city, which looked as complex as a three-dimensional labyrinth. They felt as if they were flying in a strange dream. As the city was built on top of each other, the city that used to belong to the upper layer had now become the lower layer. The elevator shaft connecting the upper and lower cities had also been extended, old elevator platforms were dismantled and becoming support structure of the shaft. As a result, stacked city formation was formed, as if fossil sandwiched between rock layers, the elevator shaft was a snapshot of the entire historical trajectory of the city.

Round, and supported by steel, rocks and grayish hand-made materials began to appear on the elevator shaft as they descended. The shaft was not sealed, as large openings and gaps were everywhere. Some were dedicated service tunnels, and some were just cracks on building the structure. Large black steel pipes crisscrossed the shaft wall, and steam spurted from the safety valves of the pipeline occasionally. In some section of the shaft, steam had even formed into permanent clouds. There was even rain in some areas. This phenomenon had amazed Hao Ren.

“Milton Lake is at the bottom of the elevator shaft,” Wendell said. “All the steam in the city condenses into water and eventually returns to Milton Lake.”

Hao Ren listened. At this time, Vivian began to slow down. He could see the surroundings more clearly. They should be close or in the lower city. The shaft in this section appeared as if it was a thousand years old. Peeking through the large holes in the shaft wall, he saw vast space on the outside. Massive gears were rumbling as they spun, steam pipes running everywhere, black sticky grease was flowing on the ground, and some had run through the holes into the elevator shaft. He also saw people, or creatures resembling humans moving in between steam pipes and gears. They were pale, short and agile, almost wearing nothing and their heads were hairless. When they turned around in his direction, Hao Ren saw their faces; their eyes were big as well as horrible.

“Those are the people that live in the engine room, maintaining the pressure pipes and bearing groups for generations. It is not known since when they stopped leaving the engine room. They’ve been like this for many generations,” Wendell explained as if he was a tour guide. “They used to be humans, but scholars think they are—”

“They are still human,” Vivian cut in. “You are all trapped in the same little box, there is no difference between you and them.”

They kept descending for a while before Wendell broke the silence, “We have arrived at the lower city.”