In this era, no one has the strength to build Sky City, either lacking technology, drawings, or materials. But three hundred years later, several Sky Cities will return under the control of powerful Extraordinary Beings, and once again focus everyone's attention.

Downey looks ordinary, and the murals painted on both sides of the walls are the glorious deeds of the founding of the Confederation and the conquest of St. Lothorren.

Considering that the Lo Solon family is really in control of the place, it's no surprise that there is only a solo show of the Lo Solon show.

The underground passage is hundreds of meters long, and the murals hide a variety of magic circles and spells, and if anyone attacks from here, Donnie will definitely lose a lot of money just by the calculations he can see.

At least, in addition to the Lothoron in the mural, as his opponents, the little monsters who have been ruthlessly overturned can jump out of the mural at any time to help the Lothoron family fight the enemy.

Although the little monsters in the mural have nothing to do with the real thing, there is still a way of disgusting and ironic.

Some of Lothollen's enemies escaped by luck, leaving the Origin Star and returning to the realm where supernatural powers had not fallen, and with those strange powers, it was very likely that they would survive to this day.

In particular, the story of Losolon who used his intelligence to calculate the gods and make the gods leave the origin star in disgrace is also painted.

Downey looked at the magnificent long mural and lamented the death of the Lothoron family, "No wonder I have never seen a mission related to the Lothoron family in the forum, it seems that it was destroyed." ”

Walking out of the door at the end of the passage, carved with myriad mysterious symbols, Donnie first looked up to see the gray mist above.

Standing here, you can't see the top of the underground space, all covered in gray clouds, which come from powerful and extraordinary beings with spell-casting abilities.

They cast a spell that kicked up a gray cloud that enveloped a bunker the size of a small town below.

Even if you can't see how high the underground space is, you can see that the height is definitely not low, enough to accommodate an apartment building tens of meters high.

The 'weather' in the bunker is likely to change frequently, simulating the sky outside.

I have to say that the Losolon family obviously has a lot of power, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to make such a big scene.

Downey stood on the side of the road, like everyone who has just arrived at this bunker, momentarily amazed at the sheer scale of the place.

But in reality, Downey remembered the information on the forum in his head.

"If I'm not mistaken, the city of New Losolon was destroyed before the server was launched, and it seems that a large copy has been formed there, which seems to be related to bugs."

In his memory, the text on the web page flashed by, and Downey didn't click on it, so he could only remember the information on the title of the post.

That's all Downey can remember, but it's clear that if things don't change, New Lothoron is doomed to destruction.

"Forget it, what does this have to do with me?" Since he couldn't think of a clue, Donnie no longer forced himself.

Compared to the grandeur of the Lothorn bunker, the transcendent beings who stayed here seemed to lower Donnie's impression of this place a little, there were not many pedestrians on the streets, and everyone was in a hurry, as if there was something important to deal with immediately.

Others were dressed far less than the ordinary people who lived on top of them, and looked a bit like wanderers in a mysterious world.

It must be admitted that some extraordinary people and weird people may have deliberately chosen this way of life, after all, a large number of extraordinary people have a bit of a problem with their way of thinking, but there are too many such people here.

Downey stood on the side of the road, watching the shabby-clad leprechaun old woman pushing a cart containing either glass bottles or metal cans, and bits and pieces of cardboard.

This situation is obviously not normal, although the elf is not a powerful goblin species, it can easily hypnotize ordinary people, which is enough for her to live a good life, instead of scavenging for a living like now.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Donnie decisively chose to find someone to inquire about the situation.

Of course, Donnie can also turn around and leave, even giving up on the original plan, but people can't escape those laws, one of which is 'come and come'.

And this situation has lasted for at least a long time, and it can't be today, which means that the problem here can basically rule out the possibility of the Thundering Church investigating the murderer.

The most common of the Lothorm bunkers are the dirty stalls on the side of the road, and if nothing out of the ordinary is the place, Downey would rather take a stroll here.

There are also many bars in the bunker, and the wind chimes are slammed through the wooden door, and Downey walks into a small bar with a gray sign that he can't even read the name clearly.

The most conspicuous thing in the bar is a two-headed ogre, which is now grilling ribs, and although it is edible in terms of material, and has an enticing aroma, its drooling behavior while brushing oil completely discourages Donnie's appetite for barbecue.

Well, at least for today, Donnie isn't going to try his hand at barbecue.

For some reason, many bartenders like to wear denim clothes, and the bartenders here are the same, except it can't whet the ogre's appetite.

The bartender was a scarecrow, with a rusty wire hoop forming its humanoid silhouette and a pair of leather gloves on his hands.

The face underneath the round hat was also not visible, and a white piece of paper with a bold question mark was sandwiched between the Scarecrow bartender's hat, obscuring its face tightly.

"Something?" Judging by its slightly undulating chest and voice, the scarecrow bartender is still a woman.

"Just have a drink, and I'm sure you've seen people who come here to ask you about the bunker."

"You're one of them?" The straw was soft, but the bartender's movements were swift, and there was not much time, and a strange glass of wine with five vertical layers was pushed in front of Donnie.

Donnie didn't raise his glass, didn't answer the bartender's words, just looked at the glass with the liquor.

This is a pale red cup, the whole is in the shape of a rabbit leg, carved and the rabbit leg is exactly the same, and you can even clearly see the hair lines on it, "This can't be a real rabbit foot, right?" ”

That's knowingly asking, and at the first glance of this cup, Donnie knows what it is.

The Lucky Rabbit Foot Cup, a real rabbit leg, is made into a wine cup in a special way on a specific date, and is said to bring 'good luck'.

Good luck is just an expectation, and in fact, whether it has any effect or not, even the Eye of Knowledge does not indicate, but Donnie thinks that it probably has no effect.

But whether it has an effect or not, this cup represents good luck.