I have drunk too much today, my hands and feet are weak and I can't write, so I can only owe these words first, and I will make up for it tomorrow. Fortunately, there is still a little about 3,000...
Very sorry... kowtow to a hundred bows
Everything before this gate is entirely made of a deep black rock with translucent crystal luster. / When the eyes come into contact with it, it will make people feel a huge oppression involuntarily. From that magnificent
It is overwhelming. Although they have been standing here for hundreds or even thousands of years, it is this heavy feeling of history that has created a feeling that is hard to breathe.
Edward couldn't help but exclaim.
That is smoke quartz, named because negative energy will form smoke-like black silk tights in it, and the best among them is called black jade, which is regarded as a precious amplification gem by the mages of the undead faction. It is not only the most friendly soul,
And as long as you have one piece, you can greatly improve the power of some undead spell props, and even the magic in the scroll.
And the piece of smoke quartz in front of me is probably enough to increase dozens of spells of one ring to seven or eight rings.
He calmed down and slowly floated forward, but his eyes did not stop on the huge door carved with countless people, but just stared at the passage, the dark and smooth surface, where
Three symbols about three feet in a circle are lined up side by side, flashing with subtle luster, but there are countless lines around them - they are the energy of the magic circle and the channel to which they are connected.
When the human soul slowly drifted over the sky of a rune, the eyes of stone statues on the door began to flash one by one!
"Your name..."
It was a voice that came from all directions, directly communicating with the human soul. If it was just an ordinary mundane, or even a wizard and priest, it would be shocked by this roar that penetrated directly into the mind, but for
For the psychic warlock, it was just a slightly harsh spiritual wave, "Golden Eagle." He exhaled a breath that could not be emitted. He used a different word than the common term, which was almost singing.
It was the language of ancient hymns of the Cruolds used by the shamans - contained in a narrative poem about the gray wolf, the white deer and the golden eagle. It was left by their ancestors and could express very few meanings.
But at this moment, this is the only choice when using it to verify your identity.
Of course Edward is not the great golden eagle shaman. However, this ancient tomb also cannot understand what he is. It can only feel that the energy on the runes belonging to the golden eagle is connecting in the most correct way.
Going to the front of the passage, the trajectory of the magic power injected into the gate - that is the effect that can only be achieved by the secret technique controlled by each generation of great shamans. However, for Edward, it is just a direct pairing of energy, for Lian Shen
It is nothing to be able to wait for the manipulated spiritual tentacles.
The huge door slowly trembled between the impact of energy, and countless dust scattered from it. The giant door slowly opened.
The vibration soon stopped because there was only one gap when it was opened. To fully open it, what was needed is the cooperation of three great shamans to keep the energy flowing - but for Edward now,
It's meaningless. As long as the shield of energy is turned on, it will be enough for him to pass through as a spirit!
Inside the door is a flashing light.
In the moment in the eyes, the bright flares dispersed instantly, and the colorful colors diluted the countless darkness... like a palette that was overturned, all colors scattering actively, with the breath of life in the field of vision
Flowing, impatiently blending with other colors, so in Edward's eyes, the colors that expand different color limits form an almost spatial existence.
The final color renders a scroll and a jungle.
Is it true?
There were questions flashing in my mind.
This is an area where only the highest shaman can enter, and the death of the great shaman is very common. In the past few decades, he has only been here twice. In his memory, he has entered here twice.
The experiences are different, but they are just passages and spaces like outside.
However, at this moment, the darkness of the tomb jade structure, the huge door, and the tomb behind him... have disappeared without a trace. The opened door was like a magic circle that spanned the space, transferring everything to
Another plane.
This is a vibrant world.
The light shines from countless leaves, the monsoon blows through the treetops, and the strange branches, vines and leaves are like one. They rise and fall like a tide... The uncultivated prehistoric world quietly displays the ancient and wild mystery, and the connected in the field of vision
The lush green makes people feel a long and endless world. The desolate feeling of ancient and modern times is like climbing a high place and facing the distance and shocking and melancholy...
And everything seems familiar...
The mind was calm and cold... as if in a semi-distant state, Edward glanced around and felt the independent space.
Half plane?
...
"It's probably a semi-plane there. If your legends are correct... But if that's the case, it's really a little trouble."
Elena frowned slightly, but she quickly stretched it out again, because in her eyes, the expression of the Princess of Crullod had become nervous because of her first half of the sentence.
The female paladin could only smile and comfort her: "It's just a little trouble. Edward himself has such a semi-plane...well, more than one."
"But I have heard from the teachers of the college that the semi-plane is the most dangerous space, because the rules in it are set by its creator that the strength of one side will be increased thousands of times, while the enemy's
The power will be weakened thousands of times, so if possible, even the ** division will try to avoid entering the other party's territory to fight."
The forced smile on the paladin's face obviously did not relieve Cecilia's worries. She turned her head and looked at the deep passage in front of her - it was the only way to the temple to the mausoleum, but
As the most sacred and secret place, a dense layer of magical protection is opened here, and even if she has the identity of a "saint", she cannot step into it. The only privilege she can get is that she can stay here.
Although this is actually meaningless, because it is even a long way from the mausoleum, the worries in her heart made her unable to return to the room and wait, so she simply asked the shamans to prepare a few pictures for them.
The chair is just waiting here.
Looking at the darkness gradually drowning deep in the corridor, she subconsciously bit her lips and cursed herself in her heart.
Since I found an opportunity to get together with him yesterday, why did I forget to ask him? Do you really have that great ability? As a result, I was just going to spend... and even my fingertips fell off, so I could only
I fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up in the morning, it was already time for him to set off. As a result, I sent it here in a daze and separated.
They are all that damn guy who uses those methods to tease himself. It's so...so bad!
The confused thoughts were shifting randomly. She couldn't help but subconsciously stroked her lower abdomen. It seemed that she could still feel a little numb inside... The feeling made her shoulders tremble slightly, and her face instantly covered with a layer of blush!
I am really...what are thinking about!
She clenched her lips and forced herself to continue listening to the paladin's explanation: "...The half-plane is nothing great, even if there are some special rules to suppress it, it will not be more powerful than in hell, and
Edward has ancient times... Well, he has some special abilities that can be completely unaffected by this. So even in hell, or in the divine realm, he can continue to fight. Your Highness, your breath seems to be a little rapid,
It doesn't matter, right?"
"Well, ah, it doesn't matter, it's just a little..."
It was over, she actually saw it. Ah, no, she knew it long ago. Yesterday, she hurriedly ended her conversation with her and couldn't hide it from anyone, and when she finally woke up
I was in her bed, and Edward must have sent her back. She should have been waiting for Edward, so how could she not know? Although she didn't seem to care at all, she still seemed to have some things in her words yesterday.
I mind, oh my, it's so shy! Who said that the children of Holy Mountain don't need to care about these things? It's simply nonsense!
"Ah, well, by the way, that's it, Lord Elena, what is it like in hell? Are they really a desert and lava? What did the Lord of the Nine Prisons look like?
”
His Royal Highness of Crullod almost turned the topic in a daze, and even she could not listen to the rudeness herself - but fortunately, the Paladin didn't seem to care about her cramps. "Basic
The above is similar to the descriptions in those books, but the cunning of the devils is definitely not comparable to those in those books. As for the Lord of the Nine Prisons... I think it is better not to mention him, that's not us
The area that should be touched."
She chuckled softly, stroking her daughter's hair - she was leaning against her mother's arms and sleeping soundly. However, this girl, who is less than half a month old, seems to have grown slightly at this moment
After a little bit of it, Cecilia was also confused.
"This child... please forgive my rudeness." She hesitated and asked, "She is really yours... this, child? But it seems she has..."
"Yes, it's not surprising that you have this kind of question, but in fact, it's only been more than ten days since birth," Elena also hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Although we'll leave
The main material plane has a long time, but that is because a time-disordered area has entered in the middle, so her actual age is only like this. She grows up quickly because she has a special ability, but her
Intelligence, but hasn't kept up."
Cecilia was stunned. She realized that she should say something or simply change the subject, but this incredible fact made her really not know what to say.
However, just before she spoke, a rapid echo had gradually interrupted the dialogue between them from far to near from the corridor.
Elena and Cecilia frowned at the same time.
The echoes became louder and louder in the closed passage, and finally almost thunder-but it was just a mixture of many footsteps. The paladin had no experience in judging the messy echo, but she guessed that there were at least more than a hundred.
The number of people. Cecilia is more concerned about the subsequent issues-
Although the previous passage belongs to the mausoleum, it is not something that people can enter at will. Only higher shamans can pass through it, but just by listening to the messy footsteps, you can know that there are many, so many high-level sages.
What exactly did Man come to do? Is there anything worthy of their mobilization, and it was so urgent?
The question only rose for a moment and was replaced by surprise.
She saw a group of people turning the passage far behind, heading towards this direction, and the old man walking in front was engraved with runes in a thick shaman robe, holding a totem staff,
The pale hair and beard flew with the flow. It was the highest shaman!
What urgent matters are there here for His Majesty?
She stood up subconsciously and prepared to salute in that direction... But at this moment, a hand suddenly pulled her, and the huge force made her stagger a few steps. She retreated directly to the corner of the wall almost like a cloud of clouds and fog
!Then, a bright and dazzling luster suddenly flashed in front of her eyes and she narrowed her eyes. After a while, she finally got used to it.
The luster comes from a long sword. The flowing platinum marks on the blade that are more than three fingers wide is as rich as liquid. The strong pressure on it tightens the air, making Cecily
Ya couldn't help but hold her breath.
"Your Highness, we are in trouble."
Elena sighed, and a hundred feet away from her golden eyes, the face of the tall shaman—the old man’s deep wrinkles—was faintly angry. Two silver spots were condensed in her eyes.
The light is as bright as a star!
What exactly is he here to do, or it is not difficult to guess...
Although Elena did not study much about magic, she also knew that the dominance exerted by Edward on this old man was untied for some reason! No matter what he was going to do, there must be one of them.
To deal with Edward and the people who have been with him!
"Catch them!"
The Supreme Shaman waved the rune staff in his hand and ordered.
In fact, if he could, he really wanted to turn these guys with that damn outsider into gray powder by using the dissociation technique! But reason stopped him - continuously drawing the scrolls cost him
The remaining power of all the high-level magic positions is no longer enough to make him impulsively consume, not to mention that next, he will face a possible battle to eradicate the spy. Even if he does not need to attack, he cannot waste his ability to protect himself.
Moreover, if you can, it is best not to kill that Khan's daughter...
Five of the twenty high shamans following the great shaman stretched out their hands at the same time, and then the ground around the two girls and the rock wall behind them suddenly trembled, and dozens of vines
He suddenly took out his head and waved it like a whip. These vines, which were as thick as an adult's arms, were extremely fast and more flexible than the usual whip. They were also covered with thick green viscous,
As long as you are touched, you will be immediately stuck and will soon be unable to move!
But Elena raised her sword.
No one saw clearly how the girl swung her sword. In fact, everyone only saw a condensed golden arc in their eyes! The arc bounced open with a sound of ripples, and the ripples passed by dozens of vines.
The tentacles have been separated from the root, pushed away, and hit the ground or wall with a crackling sound!
After a noise, Elena stood with her sword, and outside the seven or eight feet in front of her, it seemed to draw a clear boundary - the green tentacles twisted, swaying like snakes, and mucus pushed it outside it
The ground was stained in a mess, but within that range, even the splash of mucus did not fall into it!
"Prepare!"
A high-level shaman frowned and knew that this was a very difficult enemy - the power displayed by that girl was similar to the legendary swordsman or the great knight! In legend, these two kinds of people are almost no longer ordinary casting.
Those can easily be hostile, especially within such a narrow and extremely close range!
You have to use the advantage of quantity to fight back her!
The arc of lightning crossed dozens of feet of space, and in the midst of lightning, everything in the space was enveloped in the energy belt that stretched like a branch, making it impossible to distinguish its extension trajectory, and its speed was so fast that it could not react.
!
However, the girl still just raised her sword.
The bright golden light and shadow formed a bright wall in the moment when the lightning exploded! So the magic lightning disappeared through the light wall... No, it should be called reverse, the terrifying blue and white energy luster rolled upside down like a waterfall
Usually flew back...
The rumbling sound seemed to make the entire cave tremble... When the smoke and dust spread, the originally smooth path surface had collapsed into a huge pit by energy, and the air was filled with electrolytic burning odor, lightning
The remnants of energy crackled in the air...
But the voice of the great shaman passed through these noises.
"A sinner who disobeys God's will! Your insignificant glory is destined to dissipate..."
With this sound, Elena's body suddenly shook! (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!