In the ruins of the church in the dead city, when the blue door reappeared, six figures and a coffin were pushed out.

"It turns out that if you can't find the answer within a certain period of time, you will be kicked out..." Ash smiled bitterly, "No wonder no one died in there."

After the fog wall, there is indeed another fog wall.

However, unlike the first fog wall, after they saw the golden "Truth Link" on the second fog wall, only one question popped up in their minds: "What is the biggest factor that affects Dafa's opening of the Age of Gods?"

They, including Igula, did not think straight at all. After thinking hard for ten minutes, everyone was kicked out.

Obviously, they did not have the key information to deduce the second truth. As the saying goes, even a god's chef cannot prepare a feast without Lala's fat. L'Hôpital's Law requires someone with elementary school math to deduce it. If Ash and his friends want to deduce the second truth, they must at least know the relevant historical knowledge of the Age of Gods.

Unfortunately, in the wasteland, the only thing that is passed down is how glorious the Fire Cat Age, Blue Bird Age, and Gray Fox Age were, but there is never any mention of how these great methods opened up the Age of Gods.

They are now also at a loss - the only way to escape from the dead city may be behind the fog wall, but they do not have enough information, and cannot deduce it no matter what, and cannot crack the "truth link"!

They wanted to enter the blue door again, but found that it also showed "You are not qualified", which means that before they deduced the second truth, they could no longer enter this hidden refuge hidden in the cracks of space.

“When you think about it, this is actually very strange.”

Ash watched the blue door disappear and said, "Why would the Gray Fox Mage build such a hidden shelter in the time gap of the highest level of "Sanctuary"? "

"It's really strange." Igula pondered, "And there are also "truth links" related to the essence of the world set up inside, as if they knew we would come, so they left a message to tell us."

"Why didn't Gray Fox Magician just leave a message? Why did he have to go through so much trouble?" Chikara complained, "They should be dragged out and beaten to death."

No one reacted to the orc's speech, probably because they all agreed with it in their hearts.

At this time, Gwen seemed to remember something and pulled Igula's sleeve. Igula looked impatient, but still leaned down to listen to her.

Then the fraudster pondered for a moment and nodded: "It is indeed possible."

"Um?"

"Didn't they say that a 'Great Cataclysm' occurred more than two hundred years ago, killing all adults and destroying most fantasy creations, leaving only a few children, and then entering the Wasteland Era?" Igula said to everyone, "Then there should have been people in the Dead City when the 'Great Cataclysm' occurred, right?"

Ash immediately reacted: "If the 'Great Disaster' is a natural disaster that breaks out instantly, then everyone in the dead city will definitely trigger the 'Shelter' and enter the highest level of time gap!"

"But the 'sanctuary' can only affect the dead city area. They can't leave the dead city, and the 'catastrophic' affects the entire Senluo Kingdom. They can't escape death."

Igula nodded: "There must be magicians among the people in the dead city, and there may even be holy magicians and legendary magicians. They opened up hidden shelters, and then, like us, they thought about where the 'Great Cataclysm' came from, what it is, and how to solve it..."

"They naturally didn't escape the 'Great Disaster' in the end, but those 'Links to Truth' are most likely the answers they left behind."

Chikara scratched his head: "Then it's useless even if we crack the "Truth Link". What we need to solve is the current crisis, not the "Great Cataclysm"...Ah, no wonder no one has walked out of the Dead City alive in the past two hundred years. Maybe they finally cracked the "Truth Link" and found that their work was in vain!"

Igula shook his head: "That's why I asked you just now, do you know how long the history of the dead city is. If the dead city became a dead city that pulled people into the gap of time after the 'Great Cataclysm', then the crisis we are facing is probably the aftershocks caused by the 'Great Cataclysm'. And..."

"It doesn't mean that no one has walked out of the dead city alive." Ash said, and suddenly walked to the side, staring at the wall thoughtfully.

"Come and take a look."

When everyone looked over, they found runes carved on the wall.

As mentioned before, the dead city was full of strange runes that no one could understand. At that time, they were still wondering who was so idle, but after their brains were activated by the "Truth Link", these runes were no longer meaningless and incomprehensible strange patterns.

"In 286, there are three more forces on the same level as the Fire Cat Sect..." Ash stroked the runes above and murmured, "It turns out that the words all over the city are all information left by our ancestors."

The orcs wondered: "Why don't they just leave the normal ones behind—"

"Because they can't stay. The Truth Link will cause a gestalt collapse on people. We can't write normal words now, so we can only leave this merged word!" Igula cheered up: "In the dead city, there is the information needed for the second truth!"

"Search separately?"

"No need." Ash said, "We have unlimited time, so we don't need to worry about efficiency."

Although they said so, they basically read separately in one area. Because there is too much text information in the dead city, and some of it is chaotic and overlapping, and the amount of information is huge, they can only be responsible for a part, and then extract meaningful information and summarize it together.

Moreover, the more Ash and others read, the more they understood that the reason why the predecessors left this information was not entirely to take care of future generations, but because they had no draft paper. They could only use their fingers as pens and everything as paper to record their deduction process.

Igulla was the editor in charge of the summary, but he soon discovered the problem: there was not enough paper.

Magicians rarely use paper, and it is a daily necessity, so there is no need to keep it in stock, so it will run out quickly. However, Gwen gave him an idea: she could use the starlight magic to carve words on the wall, which is fast and low in consumption. Igula adopted it.

While Ash was reading, a cicada suddenly appeared, circled around him a few times, and then moved its head in another direction.

He had a feeling and flew over to take a look. From the clarity of the handwriting, he could tell that this should be a relatively new record - the longer it existed, the more it was eroded by wind and sand, and the blurrier the handwriting would naturally be.

The newer the record, the less likely it is to be overwritten, which not only improves reading efficiency, but also increases the amount of information in the record itself. Ash touched Yuanchan and praised it for its good work.

After Ash finished looking at the wall, the cicada turned around a few more times and guided him to find a newer record nearby. Ash was a little confused, but since the cicada was a time-based magician, it was not surprising that it had the ability to distinguish between the new and the old, so he didn't think much about it.

Not far from Ash, Weisser hid in the shadow of a tall building, with Fang Chan lying on her head. Even without any expression, it was obvious that it was quite tired - it had spent a lot of effort to rub its breath against the wall just now, otherwise it would not have been able to lure Yuan Chan over.

Weisser quietly poked her head out and stared at Ash's profile. She felt both nervous and expectant. She couldn't help but turn around in small steps, forcing herself to suppress her excited heartbeat and continue observing.

The past, she thought, was coming to an end.

She thought, the future is about to begin.

Soon she was no longer alone.