In the dense rainforest.
The humid and hot environment, the rotten swamp, the poisonous insects and beasts everywhere... Perhaps it is the nightmare of ordinary adventure teams.
But to the great magician, all this is nothing.
Not to mention, for this expedition, the Empire invested three floating cities at once, as well as three legendary magicians!
The small indigenous tribe was too late to resist, and it was like an ant being trampled to death.
Yu Dami led a group of magicians into the rainforest, chasing the footprints of these indigenous activities, and finding a Zerg ruin.
"Sure enough... there are ruins here."
Dami said happily.
But the magician who was walking with him looked at the brown stone beside him, the several mass pits found, and various corpses inside, and his face was filled with shock: "How much blood has this been caused to make the stone turn into this color... I felt that every floor tiles here were surrounded by huge negative energy..."
"Well, the Zerg remains, the more they tend to be bloody sacrifices in the later stages. This is recognized by all historians..."
Dami disagreed.
Even if a negative energy condensed body such as "resentful spirits" and "blood demons" are produced in such places, they are not a legendary opponent.
Their team continued to go deeper and saw the blood-colored Womon language on both sides of the buildings.
"Well, it's a brand new word, worth recording!"
A magician immediately took out the scroll and began recording.
Dami was thinking: "The source of the 'witchcraft' of that primitive tribe is probably here... They have no ability to go deeper."
Boom!
Along with magic, a thick layer of rock was lifted up.
Behind, many Zerg puppets rushed out and were easily destroyed by magicians.
"Finally... finally..."
Dami's face was excited: "I finally found you..."
If he could bring back the thirteenth obelisk and make great contributions, he might be the third person in the magic empire!
He took the lead in entering the passage, and layers of magic barriers appeared on his body.
The dark space was lit up by magic, and strange carvings appeared around it.
Countless lines are twisted to form a weird graphic.
A murmur that seemed to be there and not existed, like a call from afar, constantly entering my ears.
As the crowd continued to deepen, the sound became louder and louder.
"ah!"
Finally, a magician couldn't bear it, his eyes were filled with blood, and his staff pointed at his companions around him: "Corrosion ray!"
laugh!
In the green light, his companion's shield was corroded, his flesh and blood ulcerated, and he fell to the ground screaming.
"Alfur, what are you doing?"
Dami took action in shock and angrily, and his magic power shocked and knocked Alf out of touch.
"This is beyond help..."
The mage who was traveling with him first checked the unlucky guy who was hit by the corroded ray, shook his head, looked at Alfur, and detected that the magic spread on it.
"Well, I feel...it seems to be hit by spiritual magic."
"Be careful, don't look at the murals around you!"
Dami waved his hand and a bright silver light appeared: "Guardian of the soul!"
The next moment, each magician felt that there seemed to be a barrier in his heart. Although he could still hear the sound, the feeling of boredom was reduced a lot.
"continue!"
Dami continued to walk down and came to an abyss.
After the illumination technique is over, you can see that the canyon is filled with white bones.
Zerg, sea monkey, various huge beasts...
Various skeletons fill every space, and it is actually a large sacrificial ground.
"Hundred thousand? Or million?"
Dami felt a little chilled, and used flying techniques to walk through many white bones.
Those empty eye sockets seemed to be alive, staring at him coldly.
In the canyon, there are various tall sculptures, but they are strange in shape, as if the random creation of mentally ill patients, full of chaos and madness.
“It’s incredible…”
"Such a big burial pit is a great discovery in history..."
The two mages who were walking with him murmured, not very nervous.
As high-ranking people in the Magic Empire, they have their own arrogance.
As the group continued to go deeper, they saw an altar made of obesidian, with an obelisk erected in the center of the altar.
"Finally...reached!"
A hint of excitement appeared on Dami's face, but he did not come forward rashly.
Near the obelisk, 80% contain the most deadly trap, which has been confirmed before.
"Magic Puppet!"
They easily called out a group of earth elements, that is, giants temporarily made of soil, walked up to the altar step by step and pulled out the obelisk.
The air stagnates to its limit.
But after a moment, nothing happened.
"So easy?"
Dami was a little strange: "Is the trap invalid?"
He asked the earth element to carry the obelisk down, and his eyes were involuntarily attracted by it.
Not only him, but all magicians are.
Originally, everything in the magic empire extended from the obelisk.
Obelisks can be said to be the source of all magic and have a fatal attraction to them.
But this obelisk is obviously different from before.
The 'strings' above are very chaotic, like a ball of disordered yarn, which is difficult to solve.
But for no reason, it is an attraction that firmly sucks the eyes of all the magicians.
Seeing this twisted pattern, Dami began to involuntarily imagine that perhaps in the distant ancient times, there were a group of truly great existences on the continent, named ancient dominators.
Among them, the dominant of the sky masters the power of ‘arcane’, and the dominant of the flame masters the power of ‘hot’.
"What's going on?"
Dami was a little surprised: "Why did I think of so many things?"
This information was not revealed by the obelisk, but by his "intelligent" it, which made him wonder if he had some mental problems.
"Samo, what did you see?"
He looked at another magician beside him.
The other party's expression was stunned and muttered to himself in Womon's words: "The great existence of ancient times, the dominant of dreams, His name is...Meng..."
"don't want!"
Dami felt creepy for a moment: "Don't pronounce that name in extraordinary language!!"
But it's too late.
Satsuma shouted devoutly: "Montic!"
"ah!"
In an instant, all the magicians collapsed on the ground.
Dami was sweating profusely and felt an indescribable gaze.
The mental power of his level 5 magician and even the spiritual barrier set up were ridiculously as an ant under this gaze, and were collapsed.
In his heart, there was only one voice that kept echoing.
That is the 'Montic' pronunciation of Womon!
Chapter completed!