The sound of footsteps echoed in the spacious underground passage, raising layer upon layer of dust from the ancient ground.
After three thousand years, this underground passage, sealed away by time and the elements, finally welcomed its long-lost guests.
On both sides of the underground secret path, the Winged Race's unique war engravings were carved, mostly depicting fierce battles or array formations with numerous soldiers in the sky.
Compared to the Elven Tribe's masterful and meticulously detailed craftsmanship, the Winged Race's reliefs were distinctly simpler, yet they carried an indescribable sense of elegance and liveliness, as if the Winged Race warriors in the images could come to life at any moment.
"I must say, compared to the Elves, the Winged Race's cultural richness is certainly impressive."
Since entering this Barrier Area, Melody Lyon, who had been following beside Leo Ray, couldn't help but keep her slightly parted lips open in admiration.