Bryan was called a legendary diviner by the West, which was enough to show his fame and reputation in the divination world. When Mielson heard Bryan say something must be hidden under the dune, he immediately believed it and began to order excavation.

"Boom!"

As the construction vehicle began to excavate, the huge sand dunes began to collapse immediately, and yellow sand and dust began to spread into the air, covering the lights.

Faced with modern excavation tools, the soft sand and soil had almost no resistance, and large-scale collapse occurred.

In just over ten minutes, the sand dunes were stripped open by the machinery and were quickly razed to the ground under the operation of the machinery.

"clang!"

Just as the sand dunes were almost flush with the ground, the excavator shoveled down with a shovel, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and a spark burst out.

"Look at it, what's going on!"

Seeing this scene, Myerson immediately waved to the front, and then several soldiers began to turn the angle of the searchlight and shone at the location where Mars was coming.

"Mr. Myerson! A huge rock appeared here!"

A soldier climbed a pile of sand and pushed a layer of floating sand under his feet with his hands, and continued to shout: "There are huge stone slabs under my feet, and there are totems carved on them, which look like they were built by hand!"

"Call!"

An iron-armored knight beside Mielson heard the sound and immediately pulled out the heavy sword from his waist: "Do not! I will split it with my sword energy!"

"stop!"

When Myerson saw the knight's rude movements, he waved his hand to stop it: "If there is really a Spring of Life under this stone, if your sword goes down, it will inevitably cause huge damage to the Spring. In this way, all our previous efforts will be wasted!"

After Mielson spoke, he looked at a soldier next to him: "Call everyone back and dig it manually!"

"yes!"

The soldiers agreed and then began to call everyone to gather.

Soon, hundreds of soldiers gathered in one place and began to clean up the sand pile in front of them through various tools.

In about half an hour, the building buried under the sand pile had vaguely exposed its prototype. It was a building built of huge bluestone slabs, and it was engraved with ancient inscriptions and totems.

"Mr. Brian, do you know the words above?"

After the building in front of Mielson and others was excavated, he walked forward with a flashlight, looked at the carvings on it for a long time, and then looked at the learned Brian on the side in confusion.

"There is an extremely ancient text on it, belonging to the Blood Crow Tribe!"

Brann pointed at a crow-shaped carving on the slab: "You know that in many countries crows are regarded as unknown symbols, but in the Blood Crow Tribe, this ominous bird is regarded as a god."

"Blood Crow Tribe? Why have I never heard of it?"

Myerson seemed very unfamiliar with this name.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, because this tribe has been destroyed for thousands of years!"

"According to legend, the Blood Crow Tribe was once the strongest tribe in the Middle East!"

"The desert area of ​​Syria is also a primeval forest with rich resources in legend!"

"It's just that the Blood Crow Tribe is too evil, so it angered the gods!"

"Later, the gods came to the mortal world and started a fierce confrontation with the Blood Crow Tribe."

"The Blood Crow Tribe relied on a large number of people and well-equipped, and eventually killed the gods from the heavens!"

"But because of this war, all the men of the Blood Crow Tribe died in this war!"

“Even children are not spared!”

"It is precisely because of this that the Blood Crow Dynasty, which once flourished in the Middle East, has come to its destruction!"

Brian looked at the stone slabs and sculptures in front of him and told a story. Then he reached out and touched the engraving on the stone slab: "I originally thought that the existence of the Blood Crow Tribe was just a legend, but now it seems that their existence is not a legend, but a real existence!"

"So, can you tell what this building is?"

Myerson continued to ask.

"Unsure, the Blood Crow Tribe is a dynasty more than a thousand years ago after all, and there is no record of them in history books, including their language, writing, architecture and other cultures, and there is no information."

Although Brian is knowledgeable, the affairs of the Blood Crow Tribe also involve his blind spots in his knowledge.

"No matter what, your divination has been effective now. Since the astrological signs have proved that as long as we dig this dune, something incredible will happen, then just keep checking! Maybe the Blood Crow Tribe built this building to protect the Spring of Life!"

Seeing that Brian knew nothing about the records on the stone slabs in front of him, Myerson immediately decided to find out and waved his hand to the two soldiers next to him, "Immediately organize people to pry open the stone slab in front of him, and tell the people who are working to move lighter, do not cause collapse, and do not cause any damage to the inside of the building!"

"yes!"

When the soldiers heard the order, they immediately began to select more than a dozen strong men from the team and began to prepare to use tools to force the goal.

"Hahahaha! Now in the Syrian desert, there are at least dozens of teams who come to find the whereabouts of the Spring of Life. God bless you! The one who can find the spring in the end is our Rothschild family!"

Although the stone slab in front of him has not been pried open, at this moment, Mielson has firmly believed that Brian's divination will never make mistakes, and the Blood Crow Tribe was able to spend a lot of manpower and material resources to build such a huge building in the environment a thousand years ago, which was definitely purposeful.

So in my subconscious mind, Mielson was already 90% sure that under this building, the fountain of the fountain of life must be hidden.

"Are you a little too happy too early?"

Just as Myerson was laughing wildly, a cold and familiar voice suddenly came into his ears.

"Who? Who is talking?!"

When Myerson heard this voice, the smile on his face immediately solidified, and a cold bursting out from his bone marrow instantly made him feel panic from the bottom of his heart.

"Tread!"

After Mielson finished speaking, two figures of Ji Haotian and Wen Keren also appeared slowly in the place where the searchlight bordered the darkness, and the figures were infinitely lengthened by the lights.

"Mr. Myerson, long time no see."

Ji Haotian looked at the pale-faced Myerson, his mouth slightly raised, and he said hello first.

Although it's just a simple smile.

But it made Myerson feel a sense of unbreathable depression.
Chapter completed!