Seeing this familiar scene, Lucien instantly recalled the identity of the Sphinx in front of him. It was Fenx, the Sphinx king he met when he completed the Rhine mission!

At that time, it was sealed in the coffin. After being briefly resurrected, it was killed by itself with pale justice, and fell into a deep sleep again. When it ran away, it left from the gap in the necropolis realm. So it witnessed the black, white and gray projection of its mausoleum, the blood-stained rust-colored light balls, and the strange reddish-brown "spider silk". It understood that the place where it was actually sealed was in the necropolis realm.

But now, it was directly killed by the Sword of Truth following the projection relationship, and there was no need to worry about being sealed anymore, because the completely fallen existence could not be sealed.

"Is this a projection? Sacrifice your intelligence and gain your original strength? No wonder my 'Fate Meteor cannot really destroy it." Douglas said with some speculation that the "Fate Meteor" acts on the body and will destroy all life-saving preparations, but it cannot damage the body severely along the projection, clones, etc., and can only cause a certain degree of damage.

Lucien said solemnly: "Maybe it is not just for sacrificing spiritual intelligence. I suspect that it was sealed in the necropolis world because there was an existence trying to extract its divine light ball power. By the way, it is Fenx, the Sphinx."

"Fenx, the legend who died nearly ten thousand years ago?" Douglas was very familiar with ancient civilizations, and Fenx's mausoleum is still located in the southern desert of the Gusta Empire.

Fernando grabbed the point in Lucien's words: "Divine Light Ball?"

Lucien nodded, describing all the details he had seen in the Mausoleum of Fenx and the reflection of the Necropolis.

If it were mentioned a few years ago that the strange light ball that could not be touched and could not be truly approached, Douglas, Fernando, Vicente and others would definitely not know what it was, but now, they are undoubtedly sure that this is the divine light ball!

After a moment of silence, Douglas solemnly said: "It seems that Fenx, ten thousand years ago, may not have died, but was caught by the people of the Necropolis world and sealed in a specific place. With it as the core, it condenses the divine light ball and slowly draws and converts. The projection guarding the Necropolis Temple is only an accompanying effect."

"Hmph, no wonder there were basically no pseudo-gods in the main material world before the beginning of the Dawn War! I searched through all ancient records, and except for the mythical era, I did not find an existence similar to a pseudo-god! I have always been wondering about this matter. Since so many pseudo-gods could emerge during the Dawn War, it means that the main material world also has the conditions to condense the divine light ball, but why can there be so many pseudo-gods in the newly discovered alien space? But there are no pseudo-gods in the main material world? It turns out that people from the undead world are peeping at everything behind their backs." Fernando snorted coldly.

Erica frowned her thin eyebrows: "You mean, every legend or powerful creature that may condense the divine light ball is targeted by the necropolis? Let them die naturally when they are almost successful?"

"It's almost like that. I see that in the report submitted by Evans, the mysterious existence of the Necropolis world has recovered a lot by devouring the divine light balls of the same attribute. Perhaps, the legends and vassals of the Necropolis world caught the Sphinx King to seal it in order to awaken it, so as to extract and transform the divine power." Vicente, the master of the Dead Soul, said in a cold voice.

For legends like Fenx, although they will not actively collect divinity, after being worshipped by all Sphinx tribes, as time accumulates, the divine light will naturally be condensed, and thus they are noticed by the necropolis.

Since it did not really die, the spontaneous power of faith would gather in the places where it was sealed, so the later generations could no longer become "gods". Similarly, the same should be true for Amborah, the "lord of the ocean" worshipped by Kou Tao Fishman. Even if the later emperor Kou Tao Fishman surpassed his strength, he could not feel the power of faith at all.

On the one hand, it was a thug behind the scenes, and on the other hand, the "sealed person" monopolized the channels of faith, which caused strange situations in which there were no false gods after the mythical era. It was not until before and after the Dawn War that a large number of people appeared to deliberately spread religion and collect faith.

In just a few short conversations, the six legendary magicians restored this conspiracy that lasted for countless tens of thousands of years.

The necropolis world has been spying on and threatening the main material world, and it is definitely not a harmless existence!

This exploration is more valuable than expected!

"But the sealing ceremony in the necropolis world is very good. It can actually make the Sphinx sleep for tens of thousands of years without completely 'decay,'" Klaus shook his head and laughed, using humor to dissolve the short-lived atmosphere.

Lucien smiled and said, "When you are about to reach the end of your life, you can take the initiative to apply for a seal from the legendary undead in the undead world. In that way, tens of thousands of years, when the dream you long for is met to realize, you can wake up and enjoy it sincerely."

"Oh, a good idea." Klaus laughed, "But you can't be careless now. I still have a long life to enjoy. There are still many alchemy dolls waiting for me to go back. You can't be sealed in the dark and gloomy mausoleum, and then project a hatred to guard the temple of the Dead."

Douglas took a breath and pointed to the secret entrance not far ahead: "Maybe there are more terrifying things waiting for us to explore and discover, everyone must be careful."

The rotten corpses of the Sphinx King on the ground stopped wriggling completely due to the destruction of their original body. The tide-like black beetles all turned up to the sky, losing the feeling of life and death. Then, they quickly turned into gray pus and merged into the black soil.

The old-fashioned and dark patterns embellish the pure black door, flashing with unusually cold colors, which makes people intimidate.

The entrance seemed to be specially excavated for the Genting Giant, which was several dozen meters high. According to Ador's description, this should be the smallest door in the palace group.

There were many high-level undead floating inside and outside the door, similar to Ador's. They were all wearing wide black hooded robes with complex white patterns on them, and they were closely guarding the passage.!

Douglas frowned slightly and said, "The Temple of the Necrotic Spirit is isolated from the mental power. As long as the demonic eyes I release are in, they will be cut off from contact. It seems that they can only invisible and transform and sneak in directly."

"Maybe the Temple of the Dead is part of the projection of the mysterious existence of the Dead Realm." Vicente, the Lord of the Dead, suddenly spoke.

"It's very likely." Fernando rarely agrees with Vicente's opinion.

So, under the protection of illusion, six legendary magicians headed towards the gate.

It seemed that Fenx was the legend guarding the entrance, so Lucien and others did not encounter any other powerful people. Under the gaze of dozens of high-level undead needle-shaped red lights, they entered naturally, as if they had returned to their home without any restraint, and these high-level undead turned a blind eye to this.

All palaces are pure black, cold and silent. All gardens have pale faces, strange and terrifying. All corridors are completely sealed. The mental power cannot spread outside. There are many undead spirits in all places, which are rotten and smelly... After walking carefully for a long time, Douglas said: "The hall in front is no longer the 'lake of resentment spirits in Ador's memory. This means that the location has been discovered and we have to rely on ourselves next."

Fortunately, there are also coordinate transformation rules left by Muskirin and Viken, and the place where they disappeared was confirmed to be after the soul fireplace. So as long as they go towards the calculated coordinates, they will inevitably arrive at the soul fireplace that separates the inside and outside.

After calculating the coordinates based on the parameters of the surrounding environment, Lucien and others continued to move forward and recalculated them every once in a while.

"I feel that time and space in the temple of the Necromancer are not normal." In front of a hall, Douglas suddenly stopped, "as if we were coming to another world."

Lucien took out the silver-white "moon timepiece" and looked at it: "Yes, time and space are abnormal. The second hand, minute hand, and hour hand are all jumping randomly. It seems that every step of the time and space will change."

"And the deeper you go, the faster the time flows. Now it's about one day equals five days outside." Douglas recorded the changes in his magic notebook. This is the responsibility of the "land pioneer".

Fernando calculated the coordinates and current coordinates of Muskillin's disappearance: "Maybe it won't take long before we can see the soul fireplace."

Along the way, Lucien and others met four legendary undead creatures without intelligence. With the cooperation of Vicente and Erica, they successfully deceived them.

"I hope you can find the target by passing through this palace." Douglas turned into gas and drilled directly into the gap in the palace gate without disturbing any magic circles.

In the palace, there are rows of bookshelves, with dark yellow books on it, exuding a strong smell of rottenness. On each shelf, there are three white candles, emitting a faint pale light, creating a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere with the surrounding black and cold wall tiles.

"Library?" Klaus said a little surprised, "There will be a library in the Temple of the Necropolis?"

No one of those undead spirits will study hard and improve every day!

Fernando's bright red eyes were filled with a silver light. He looked at the contents inside through the bookshelf through the cover of the book, without causing any change.

"It is a precious book from different eras, with many records of lost civilizations, such as the mythical era that we no longer know." After a long time, Fernando whispered.

For magicians, books are one of the best gains!

Douglas smiled: "Remember the coordinates here, then move on, and take the books away when you come back."

Now that I take away the books, it is easy to alarm the legendary undead, cause unnecessary changes, and delay the exploration of the soul fireplace. When I came back, I didn’t have so much worries. Moreover, this place belongs to the peripheral area, which conforms to the coordinate change rules in Ador’s memory and does not require additional cracking.

In the swaying white candlelight, Vicente's thin face with only one layer of skin was extremely terrifying. He said thoughtfully: "It seems that something has changed?"

Fernando's expression sank, and there was a sense in the mental field: "Where is Erica?"

Only then did Lucien realize that the "transformation master" Erica, who had been in the team, was gone! She disappeared at some point!

In the library without wind, the white candles are bright and dark, like strange eyes.

A transparent crystal ball suddenly appeared in Douglas's hand. After a slight light, his right hand suddenly stretched out, and with a squeak, he opened an invisible door.

As time and space change around it, a secret room appeared in the library.

In the secret room, a strange man with black hair and red lips was grabbing Erica and hugging her in his arms. Two pointed teeth were deeply pierced into her neck, while Erica's flax-colored eyes seemed to have lost their spirit, and her expression was dull and solidified.

Sensing the opening of the secret room door, the strange man in a gorgeous robe suddenly turned around, his unusual pale face formed a thrilling contrast with the bright redness of his mouth. Blood fell from the corner of his mouth one by one, and he laughed wildly:

"I haven't drunk such delicious blood for a long time!"

He thought Douglas, Lucien and others would be scared, frightened, and temporarily lost their minds, but his eyes were filled with a sarcastic smile - except for Vicente, it was difficult for him to have a normal expression.

In surprise, he pinched his neck in pain, as if something was burning his soul, and the blood on his mouth was filled with a sacred light.

Erica in his hand had returned to normal at some point. She opened his hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped her neck, and sneered: "Have your mother told you not to drink other people's blood casually? Especially a master of transformation."
Chapter completed!