章節 492: Alamanda, the Desolate City of Gold

The group ventured through the desolate city. No one knew how long it had been abandoned, but all were astounded by the wondrous buildings before them.

Great spires and high walls all had a faint glint of gold. The streets also seemed to be coated in a smooth layer of molten gold. Despite the scenes of desolation, destruction and ruination, it was not hard to imagine what the city looked like in its heyday.

It was a city from the mythologies, a heroic city made out of bronze and gold. A glorious civilization once stood there, yet today it was silent, a remnant of an age long lost.