The floor before them gave way, opening up to the surroundings as the seawater parted to reveal a staircase that descended into the earth.
Lamps flickering with flame were placed along the passageway, their ancient atmosphere washing over them in waves.
Witnessing this scene, Lu Zixun narrowed his eyes, recognizing the oil lamps as a staple of human society.
This place reminded him of Ribel City.
Merfolk would have no issues staying dry for a short period, unlike Deep Divers, seeming inherently capable of forging civilizations on land.
Stepping onto the staircase, Hai Zhuming displayed a curiosity threefold greater than Lu Zixun's.
From time to time, she looked at the flickering lamps as if she were tempted to reach out and touch them.
"This here used to be the Treasure Room of Jerusalem," Hai Xin said, "but after being invaded, little remained. The one thing the invaders didn't take were the books of Jerusalem."
