Chapter 144: A Buried City of Giants
Every structure in sight was staggering in scale.
All the doors he saw were at least ten meters high, and the buildings themselves towered as well. But most of them lay half-buried beneath sand and stone.
"Has there ever been a civilization of giants in recorded history?" Ambrose wondered aloud.
He scoured his memory of historical texts. Official histories, no. Unofficial ones… well, those hardly counted. Some of them even claimed the Creator God Aion had been born after a goblin copulated with the cosmos—many were too unhinged to take seriously.
Catherine was equally astonished. Even in the elves' records, there seemed to be no mention of such a civilization.
And the elven records stretched back tens of thousands of years.
"This is incredible," Catherine said with barely contained excitement. "You really do have to go adventuring to broaden your horizons."
Ambrose felt the same way. A civilization of giants unrecorded in any history he was familiar with… The only giants he knew were hill giants, dim-witted brutes defined by strength rather than intellect.
If this civilization had left no records behind, then its technology must likewise have vanished entirely from history. That meant that this lost underground city might still contain ancient magic or magical artifacts.