Brian pushed open the sarcophagus and found a sliding secret door hidden on the wall behind it.

He increased his vigilance, carefully pushed the secret door open, and then, with the blessing of the light spell, he carefully leaned forward and got in.

The narrow corridor didn't last long before it suddenly opened up.

After entering the room, he quickly let the light of magic occupy every corner of the room.

The walls of the secret room are all decorated with colorful paints and precious stones.

Against the background of the white light, colorful brilliance flashed out, making him feel like he was on a singing stage.

However, the cold chill flowing in the air reminded him all the time that this was an ancient mausoleum, so he had to be more careful.

After Brian got used to the shining light, he immediately locked his eyes on the sarcophagus in the center of the secret room, because there was a gold-plated sarcophagus placed there.

There is no doubt that this is the sarcophagus of Lady Brysis of the North Star.

He stepped forward slowly and used detection magic to check it carefully. Then he stretched out his hand and slowly pushed the coffin lid open bit by bit with the slightest movement possible.

When Brian pushed the coffin lid halfway, out of his usual ability to predict danger, he retracted his hand as fast as lightning and retreated as quickly as possible.

As expected.

The moment he left, an angry scream came from the opened sarcophagus:

"Pathetic creatures! You have disturbed Lady Brysis of the North Star's grave, and I will curse you!"

A moment!

A cold shiver climbed up Brian's body, and then a shape gradually emerged from the sarcophagus.

Brian looked startled, and a heavy cold sweat fell from his slightly pale cheeks.

Just a voice made his heart tremble, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even make a sound.

If it weren't for his strong willpower and the innate psychic resistance of the psion, the consequences would have been as if he had been hit by a fear spell, and he would have fled around the room like a headless fly.

It can be seen from this that there is definitely some kind of evil curse placed on the coffin lid.

The reason why this curse did not fully take effect was definitely because the Myser Energy Core had lost its original efficacy and was no longer supported by magical energy.

Even so, the lingering breath of the curse almost affected his mind.

He secretly thought it was a fluke, quickly stabilized his mind, and looked up in the direction of the sarcophagus.

A shadow gradually emerged from the darkness of the sarcophagus and appeared in a dimly glowing form.

Through the faint light, her features when she was alive can be vaguely seen. Her face is surrounded by disheveled hair, and her slender body is surrounded by flying rags.

The ends of her raised hands were connected to long, curved claws, and a cold negative energy aura surrounded them, as if she was eager to absorb heat and life from the bodies of the living.

Although her translucent body is slender and graceful, she has an unimaginably terrifying face, with a bright red tongue and strange blackened teeth visible in her twisted lips.

The most terrifying thing was that her eyes were shining with demonic light, full of hatred and destruction, and they were staring at him motionless.

"Pathetic creature, you have disturbed the Grand Arcanist's slumber!"

The angry voice rumbled through the entire secret room and echoed for a long time, making Brian feel as if he had been struck by lightning, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

And he clearly felt that the air around him was filled with suffocating negative energy.

Then, he realized another terrifying thing.

The ghostly sounds seemed to come from everywhere around him, swirling around him. Each one was so terrifying and erratic, as if it would stretch out its twisted claws at any time and tear him into pieces.

"Who are you?"

Brian gathered strength for a while, took a few steps back calmly, and asked pretending not to know.

at the same time.

He took the opportunity to release his spiritual crystal servant, letting it replace him, and immediately entered a state of mental concentration that showed spiritual power.

Although this little guy looks very unreliable, he has warned it in advance.

If someone dares to spoil his good deeds at a critical moment, he doesn't mind smashing them directly.

"I am Brysis, the great arcanist of the Netheril Empire." The evil spirit unexpectedly heard a stormy voice.

The Psychic Crystal Servant's pupils flashed with bright light, and it floated and rotated gently beside Brian.

"Grand Arcanist?"

Brian forced himself to stay calm and said scornfully, "Then you are definitely the ugliest Grand Arcanist I have ever seen."

This great arcanist of the Psychic School with a level as high as 35, the evil spirit transformed from resentment made him feel too calm.

This made him realize that the other party had probably developed an independent personality and wisdom.

Therefore, he must find a way to anger her and let the good thoughts in her mind that have not been completely eliminated interfere with her heart.

Only in this way can he have a chance to eliminate the opponent.

Because through the fierce aura exuded by the evil spirit, he could clearly feel that the opponent was very strong, and he was definitely not able to deal with it now.

However, what disappointed him was that after hearing his taunt, her face was as calm as water, and her scarlet eyes were as calm as ever.

This further confirmed his suspicion.

Brian slowly drew out his long sword, and the sharp blade glowed with the characteristic luster of silver.

"It seems I guessed well."

He continued calmly: "A great arcanist as ugly as you must have encountered a lot of deception and betrayal during his lifetime. In the end, he could only hide in this inconspicuous corner and die in depression, and he could not even die in peace."

After saying that, Brian quickly took a few steps back and held the sword hilt tighter.

"Then I spent my old age alone and helpless, watching my smooth and delicate skin getting wrinkled little by little, and my slender figure becoming out of shape and fat little by little. What I once pursued

Your fans and admirers will leave you little by little, how sad..."

The spiritual crystal servant took it upon himself to fly to a distance of about ten steps from the evil spirit, and sighed sadly, with sympathy and reproach in his tone.

"Gods have mercy, for a great arcanist, it's not your fault that you're ugly, but it's your fault that you hide in a coffin and come out to scare people. If you ask me, you'd better just lie down and lie down.

Bar."

The evil spirit of the Grand Arcanist shook his head slowly, his lingering messy hair trembling in the air, and a depressing hiss almost penetrated Brian's bone marrow.

This could only come from the terrifying lips on the opposite side, although her pursed lips seemed motionless.

"You didn't deny it?"

Brian bit the bullet and added: "This shows that what we said is absolutely correct, right..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that the terrifying mouth corners of the Great Arcanist's evil spirit were rising higher and higher, and finally, he suddenly opened his mouth...

A wail that was both beautiful and terrifying erupted in her illusory throat.

The sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting Brian hard, breaking his protective barrier, choking his throat, impacting his ribs, and piercing his ears and brain like sharp spears.

He quickly took a few steps back, barely remaining calm, and used the "ectoplasmic barrier" to help him block part of the impact.

Even so, he still felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and he was breathing heavily.

On the contrary, his Spiritual Crystal Servant, because of the characteristics of the construct, had nothing to do with the screams of the evil spirits.

"Pathetic creature!"

The Great Arcanist's evil spirit raised its head, its long hair flying wildly. She laughed horribly, and the sound seemed to come from all directions at the same time, "Don't waste your efforts anymore!"

"Stupid and cunning guy!" Her voice gradually became deeper and deeper, like the flames of hell.

"You have been lured here by your own greed, and you are trapped deeper and deeper in the web I have woven. You cannot escape! And I will suck your life and get rid of the shackles of this tomb forever! This is why you disturbed the great arcanist Bu

What happened to Lysis!"

The evil spirit of the Grand Arcanist stretches out its arms, its lingering tangled hair and wispy rags surrounding its body, dancing wildly like a storm.

She unfolded her gleaming body, opened her twisted mouth, revealing her sharp fangs that shone with cold light. The translucent body flew up silently, rushing toward Brian like a crossbow.

——"Arcane Beam!"

Brian endured the smell of blood in his mouth, recited the spell, and moved his hands rapidly. The completed spell and the sudden appearance of the blue and white arcane fire came together to form a silver-colored energy pulse.

The Great Arcanist's evil spirit hissed and screamed. Before the energy pulse hit him, he suddenly turned around and flew towards the ceiling to avoid Brian's spell, then quickly turned back and pounced on the back of his neck.

Seeing that the spell was dodged by this cunning evil spirit, Brian thought to himself that it was a pity, jumped to the side, gripped the long sword tightly, and struck back with a quick and precise slash.

The evil spirit floating in the air turned around gracefully, and a terrifying sneer appeared at the corner of its twisted mouth.

Looking at the sharp sword coming through the air, she opened her arms, extended her gleaming curved claws, and caught Brian's sword edge forcefully.

"Zizzizi..."

The moment the silvery properties attached to the sword came into contact with the evil spirit's claws, white smoke rose up like a hot iron, and a terrifying burning sound was emitted.

The evil spirit of the Grand Arcanist let out a painful wail in the owl smoke, and the hazy fluorescence surrounding her body became flickering, as if it would collapse at any time, but she had no intention of letting go.

Brian, who sensed something was wrong, instantly felt a chilling air spreading along the blade of the sword and throughout his body at a rapid speed.

He looked startled, and without hesitation let go of the hilt of his sword, rolled on the ground, and distanced himself from the enemy.

When he looked up, he saw that his sword, which had been blessed with silver properties in advance, suddenly shattered under the condensation of frost and turned into fragments on the ground.
To be continued...