Whether it was the cracked surface of the walls, the ancient war relief carvings, or the overall dark and deep atmosphere, one couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.
"Is this where my ancestors used to work?"
Mason Banks murmured to himself as he gently touched the exquisite carvings on the damp and cracked walls.
"The more stunning part is yet to come."
After nodding slightly to the old blacksmith, Leo Ray continued on his way.
After passing through the L-shaped passage of the Relic Hall, their view suddenly opened up once again.
A vast ocean of swords appeared before everyone's eyes.
In the spacious underground space before them, aside from a narrow path left in the middle for people to walk through, the rest was filled with large and small, variously shaped longswords, with their tips down and angled in various directions. Under the faint illumination of the Light Crystal Stones on the surrounding walls, they were densely packed, almost endless to the eye.
