The True Face of the Ruins

Even though the map on the sheepskin still looked like a regular map, the mountains were no longer there. Instead, there were streets and buildings in its place; it was as though it became the map of a city.

Benjamin thought that it looked familiar.

"Isn’t this the map to the underground city?"

The System confirmed his hunch, "This map shows the streets and the buildings that you just passed. It is a map of the ruins."

Benjamin scratched his chin. What was going on here?

Was this parchment possessed? With just a drop of blood it had showed him the entrance to the underground city. And now that the entrance had been sealed, it now showed the map to the city.

Benjamin didn’t understand what it at all.

What was the use of the map when all he wanted to do was leave?

He put aside the sheepskin map. Instead, he conjured densely packed ice arrows with a quick incantation, and he aimed them at the stone wall before him, with the intention of creating a new road.