"Brave adventurer, please sit down. Let me, the servant who has lived for thousands of years, tell you the history of this great treasure." The old voice fell, and six round bulges made of amethyst rose from the ground, like chairs.

Thousands of years ago, the sudden demise of the Mima Empire. It was an unsolved mystery among all races on the mainland. If you have the opportunity to understand these unknown history, the six Sikong Haoxuan and others were very interested, and their bodies couldn't help but sit on the amethyst chair with the sound.

As soon as the few people sat down, a few purple energy that flashed like lightning suddenly tied up the six people. The moment the purple energy appeared, powerful fighting spirits rose up on the four orcs and Nan Xing, but from the faces of the orcs, they could be seen that their fighting spirits could not resist the binding of this energy.

"You have disturbed the sleep of the undead, a thousand years later. As punishment, you will be imprisoned forever."

Sikong Haoxuan looked at the mummy who made the sentence on him and others, and smiled slightly, "A soul that has lost its life, dares to try to imprison the soul witch?!"

"Who are you? How do you know the soul? Has humans cracked the secret of the soul thousands of years later?" The old voice no longer had the momentum of judgment.

"Do you know what a witch is?" A crystal ball appeared out of thin air in front of the mummy, and his old voice was silent. No soul can be stubborn in front of the soul witch. This soul that has existed for thousands of years has been taken into the crystal ball of the witch. From then on, he will live not for himself, but for the witch.

Baron's irritable voice sounded, "The liar who hides his head and reveals his tail, let go of your Lion Master, otherwise I will wait for me to come out and chop your people to make wine." It seems that Baron has a deep memory of the past and has a good learning ability.

"Young master, this energy seems to be emitted by amethyst. If it is really an amethyst, then the energy contained in such a large piece of amethyst can tie us up for thousands of years." As a totem priest, Uman's spiritual sense has a keen perception of energy.

Nan Xing had stopped struggling, retracted the explosive fighting spirit, and returned to the state of cultivation. His eyes never opened from beginning to end. For him, it doesn't matter where he is, as long as he can practice.

Sikong Haoxuan chuckled, "The person who tied the bell needs to untie it."

Sikong Haoxuan, who was tied up, spit out several obscure syllables. Appeared in the air, the symbols on the crystal ball like tadpole text began to change, and eight symbols formed by dark green flames were distributed in eight directions from the crystal ball.

At the same time, dark green flames that were hard to see in the naked eye appeared around Sikong Haoxuan, and the obscure syllables seemed to form a continuous sacrificial text at this time.

The obscure and difficult-to-understand sacrificial text echoes in the vast space, and the bodies of countless insects in the crystal ball form a green stream flowing out of the crystal. Countless souls and souls merge into the body, and the bodies of each insect form a new "life body" with no consciousness and soul, painted black.

Sikong Haoxuan's voice did not stop but became more and more rapid. Countless insects climbed densely with each other slowly forming a human body, and a powerful soul was forcibly penetrated into the body from the crystal ball.

Ancient Witchcraft - Give

This was in ancient times, when the evil great witch used his soul and body to create a witch servant. The witch servant was the shadow of the great witch. Unlike the witch slave, he did not have his own body, and the great witch gave him the carrier of his life again.

The body composed of countless worms that were entangled together and wriggling, slowly fell to the ground after Sikong Haoxuan's voice stopped, and the eyes made of the worms emitted a strange light.

"Welcome back, Bamo, the great alchemy master thousand years ago." Sikong Haoxuan said to the human body composed of insects.

Not only four orcs, but even Nan Xing, who was extremely indifferent to everything in the world, was stunned by the scene in front of him and forced his stomach to churn. Countless insects, they looked at this human body, which was still human, and seemed to feel countless insects crawling in the body, bones, blood vessels, and internal organs, as if they were everywhere. Nan Xing, who had never stopped practicing, had a blue face at this time, and a sense of vomiting filled his nerves.

Sikong Haoxuan noticed the situation of the five people and chuckled softly, "Okay, Bamo changes your image, you're scared."

Countless insects began to wriggle drip out of viscous liquid. The liquid slowly condensed and formed the elastic human skin. The insects were still squirming under the skin, and it was finally calmed down after a while. An old man with a long beard appeared in front of everyone. He said to Sikong Haoxuan with five bodies: "Witch servant, Bamo meets the master." During the ancient tribe period, being protruded to the ground was the etiquette of the witch servant when facing the great witch.

Baron rubbed his eyes hard with his big hand, not knowing at all when the purple energy that was bound to him disappeared. He could not believe that a living person had transformed out like this, and it was composed of bugs. This situation completely subverted his understanding.

As for the lazy care of several orcs Sikong Haoxuan, Nanxing has returned to the state of cultivation. It seems that killing can indeed erase all kinds of emotions, although Nanxing has only stepped in half.

Sikong Haoxuan took out a robe from the ring and threw it to the naked Baron, "Tell me where is this place? Is there a treasure of the Mima Dynasty hidden?"

Bamo, who has a complete soul, also has a complete memory. Apart from the body composed of insects and the deep witch servant imprint in the soul, he is no different from a thousand years ago.

"Master, to be precise, here is the cemetery of the Mima Dynasty. At this time, we are standing inside the tombstone." Although there was deep sorrow in Bamo's tone, he still answered Sikong Haoxuan respectfully.

"Just a cemetery?" Sikong Haoxuan asked with the last glimmer of hope: "Is your emperor buried in this cemetery? There should be a large number of burials, right?"

Bamer raised his head and replied respectfully: "This is not the tomb of the emperor, but the tomb of the entire Mima Dynasty. For the entire Mima Dynasty, the burial here is not comparable to the tomb of the emperor. The items for the burial were personally purchased by Lao Bu."

Sikong Haoxuan was relieved when he heard that there were a large number of burials and became very interested in the tombs of the entire Mima Dynasty. He had never heard of a unified tomb in the entire dynasty.

He stood up and threw the mummy on the throne aside, and leaned comfortably on the throne, Sikong Haoxuan said to Bamo: "Tell me, what is the tomb of the entire dynasty."

Bamna could not tell that the face made of insects was completely conveying his mood at this time. He recalled with a dim look: "Thousands of years ago, this was the imperial capital of the Mima Dynasty. That was the peak period of the development of alchemy in the dynasty. The nine top alchemy masters gathered in the imperial capital..."

The four orcs and Nanxing were gradually attracted by Bamo's low voice and listened carefully to this mysterious history that had been buried for thousands of years.
Chapter completed!