"Behind you..."

Lu Ban immediately patted Xia's shoulder.

Xia immediately turned around and took a defensive stance, but soon her expression became blank again.

"What?"

Xia asked. She seemed not to see the man and was very confused. Her eyes could not focus on the other person.

"Didn't you see it?"

Lu Ban asked, he looked cautiously in the direction of that person, the long-haired man with dark eyes and wearing a white robe was looking at him blankly in the same posture as Xia.

Xia realized something was wrong and immediately snapped her fingers.

The ripples of detection spread out, but in the feedback of the magic, there was nothing special around.

"See what? My detection spells aren't telling me anything."

Xia began to feel uneasy.

If Lu Ban did not lie, then it meant that there was indeed something in front of him.

However, his detection technique did not respond at all.

Generally speaking, there are two possibilities when the detection spell has no reaction. One is that there is indeed nothing, and the other is that the other party has power far beyond that of the caster, so the caster cannot detect it.

"Right...there?"

When Lu Ban was about to point out the other person's existence, he saw that the guy disappeared again.

"Is that... the remains of the saint?"

Shia asked.

Lu Ban's strange behavior just now seemed to be related to the person who appeared in the ruins he mentioned before. If they were really the remains of a saint, it would be understandable that they could evade Xia's detection technique.

After all, he is the top existence of supernatural power in this world, and Xia is just a quasi-agent and is not qualified to walk independently.

"I think so."

Lu Ban nodded.

He didn't understand why he was the only one who could see that thing. This was Lu Ban's first time in the wasteland, so logically he wouldn't be involved with the things here. So could it be the effect of [True Sight]? Because Lu Ban had a deeper understanding of the wasteland, he was able to see things that he shouldn't have seen?

"I don't think something is right. We should find someone else to discuss it with."

He looked towards the center of the city.

…

In the center of the city, in the circular square, in front of the altar.

"Iron Fist" stood here, looking at the altar whose side was mottled due to weathering and the words on it could no longer be recognized.

“Is this the Nameless City?”

He stretched out his hand, and the hand covered with shining crystals was no longer in human form, but more like the limbs of some insect. Iron Fist muttered to himself.

Beside him, a man with half of his face covered by a crystal core stepped forward and spoke.

"According to the map, this should be the place. As long as we can find the treasure here, it shouldn't be a problem to open up a new city-state. By then, you can become a saint and rule this wasteland."

"I don't have such extravagant wishes. I just hope that I can find a way to save my city-state here."

Tiequan took out the map and checked it carefully.

If Giant Hand were here at this moment, he would be able to quickly recognize that Iron Fist's map was far more detailed than his own. In addition to the specific coordinates corresponding to the stars and the sun, there were also some ancient characters from the wasteland.

These ancient characters are not the characters of the civilization before the spread of the crystal core disease, nor are they modern characters. Instead, they are the remnants of a civilization that was briefly born in the wasteland and is somewhere in between.

After the crystal core disease spread and the world went into destruction, the entire earth was not as desolate as it is now. The remaining humans once built a civilization, but later, for unknown reasons, the civilization was destroyed and the entire earth became such a wasteland.

In the eyes of many people, this is just a legend, nonsense to deceive novice wasteland hunters, but Iron Fist knows that after so many years of searching, he is very clear that the civilization exists.

It was the remnants of that civilization that allowed saints to appear in the world. The original thirteen saints were the hope for human survival and victory over the crystal core disease. Finding the remains of these original saints was the path to salvation that Iron Fist firmly believed in.

"This was once a prosperous city-state, far exceeding the size and splendor of Athens. However, due to unknown reasons, it fell into ruin..."

Iron Fist read the words on the map and looked towards the altar.

"The remains of the saints here are missing. Perhaps they are underground."

Tiequan had seen such an altar in other ruins before. It was one of the characteristics of that civilization. The huge circular city square and altar seemed like tens of thousands of people would gather here to watch some grand sacrificial ceremony. Just imagine it, it would be an extremely magnificent sight.

Under the altar, there are extremely complicated mechanisms and passages. No one knows what these mechanisms and passages were built for. However, Iron Fist can vaguely guess from the shape and structure of these passages that they may be used to detain and imprison something.

“Start it.”

Iron Fist said.

Then, the people around him took out two leather water bags, unscrewed the lids, and poured out the liquid inside.

That was warm blood, coming from humans.

The blood flowed onto the altar, flowing across the uneven surface of the altar, forming a complex pattern.

The pattern looked like stars, the universe, the sky and the earth.

The blood continued to flow down, flowing into the end of the altar and into the interior of the altar.

Boom——

A roar could be heard rising from the ground, and the ground beneath Iron Fist's feet began to tremble, as if a small earthquake had occurred.

In an instant, under the night sky, the dormant monsters became restless, attracted by this movement, and peeked at the city center.

Tiequan and others saw that the entire square began to shake.

These destroyed buildings seemed to come alive at this moment. In the center of the wide square, the altar slowly sank, revealing a passage leading to the underground.

A gust of decaying wind blew, causing Tiequan to frown slightly.

"It looks very deep down here. Give me a torch."

He took the torch handed to him by the person next to him and threw it down with his iron fist.

Clang——

The torch fell to the ground after falling for a while, illuminating the surroundings, which seemed to be a hall.

Tiequan looked at the person next to him.

"Scouts go explore the way first, and come back immediately if you encounter any problems."

He ordered the man next to him whose half face had been crystallized to call two nimble scouts, who pulled the ropes and slid down, picking up torches to illuminate the surroundings.

At this moment, Tiequan suddenly felt that someone was watching him.

He stood up and looked back, only to see a man in white clothes looking at this place from afar at the highest point of the audience seats in the square.

He wanted to ask someone to check, but in the blink of an eye, Tiequan discovered that the other party had disappeared.

"There's a door here, boss, a door."

At this time, the voice of scouts came from underground.