There seems to be some meaning in this, some shadow of ancient truth hidden behind history.
Edward stared at the blurry handwriting, and his breathing gradually became heavier... This shouldn't be false... the treasure house left by Iskandar?
Of course, at the end of the road, there is just a door.
It stands alone and quietly in the center of a small, circular square.
In fact, at first glance, it is just a simple door arch - built with large pieces of clean black rock. It is rough and tall, similar to the main entrance of a city... along with a piece of ground underneath it, it is covered with stone.
A shallow, unknown magical halo protects the surface, which is still as smooth as a mirror even after experiencing countless winds and frosts. It sits here quietly, as if it has passed through the eternal laws and the dust of history, appearing in every moment.
in the observer's field of view.
More than ten types of prayers praising the emperor's wisdom are engraved on this smooth door arch. The mysterious patterns are like the hanging sky. And when the line of sight gradually moves closer and gradually gazes at the sky, people will have a sense of wonder.
, every word will turn into waves, flames, and overturning illusions at any time, causing people's breath to stagnate involuntarily.
And the next moment, a breeze blew through the air, and the bright sunshine turned cold and dark in an instant. The rocks that formed the giant door were coated with a layer of bright red, and the light and shadow were like flames, burning! towards everyone.
Rushing towards their faces! Then, a kind of power seeped into their bodies...a power that shook people's hearts, as if it was the warmth of a breath left thousands of years ago.
Edward's eyes narrowed.
There seemed to be some subtle sounds echoing in my ears, and in an instant, they became loud again. It was the clash of metals, the neighing of war horses, and the roar of humans... The peaceful and quiet forest land turned into a battlefield in the next moment.
sword, spear and
The giant hammer and sword. The screams of countless weapons reverberate throughout the world! The cry of killing fills the five senses of people. It is like blood smearing all over the field of vision, and then flowing happily on the dry land, until the grand bell rings. Everything is attributed to the invisible silence.
.
The brief illusion attracts people's attention, so when it dissipates, people can clearly see the unexpected figure under the door arch.
Men, women, young people, old people...the four figures formed a wonderful combination, slightly breaking the silence and vicissitudes of life here...
They stood quietly in front of the door, looking up at a layer of lavender, twisted mist rising in the door arch, gradually filling the space inside the arch into a water-wave-like illusion.
Portal.
"Oh, I actually came with you. What a little surprise."
When the crowd slowly approached, the young man looked away from the rippled transmission surface.
His voice is magnetic, clear, and carries a strange rhythm. Just when it falls on the eardrum, it always makes people feel an inexplicable discomfort - it is a kind of arrogance. It is engraved in every blood and every bone marrow.
In, even, in every breath.
"What a beautiful 'rabbit'..."
Someone who was not very broad-minded frowned and secretly mocked in his heart.
Indeed, the proportions of the young man who spoke were surprisingly beautiful - if he didn't have those broad shoulders and a strong outline between the eyebrow arch and the bridge of his nose, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a beauty in men's clothing.
, but the luster in a pair of peach blossom eyes made everyone who looked at him feel cold, as if what was always burning there was a layer of arrogance, blazing... ice.
Of course, the uncomfortable feeling in Edward's heart at this time was only a third of the disgust, but more of the invisible pressure - coming from the big man standing behind the beautiful man and woman.
He was a middle-aged man who was at least over seven feet tall. He was casually wearing a half-length leather armor... The leather armor had loose traces of needlework, as if it had been wrapped around him and sewn casually...
…No skirt, no arm guards
, there is not even a shoulder armor, and the edges have been polished with fine burrs. A two-handed sword that has been quite popular in recent decades and is nicknamed a bastard is made of extra wide, but on his back, it looks like an ordinary
Weapons are generally unremarkable...
His face is also very ordinary, so ordinary that it is difficult to remember... He doesn't even have the most common beard of a strong man, only messy hair, covering his eyebrows.
But no one would look at him casually because of this. At least not Edward.
Because he just stood there casually, people would turn their eyes away involuntarily. If they stared at it for a little longer, there would seem to be a faint fishy smell in the air, piercing the nose - Edward knew in his heart that it was once
A murderous aura that can only be possessed by a strong man, or a monster, who can single-handedly charge into thousands of troops and even annihilate them all.
At the same time, perhaps only he, who has the best eyesight here, is the most certain that this guy is the warrior who just severely injured the flying dragon - that kind of terrifying brute force, since it can be used in the air to twist and turn, almost split a
It would obviously be unwise to fight a fifteen-foot-long flying dragon face to face.
"I can actually find it. Alas, forget it, it's not surprising. The illusion in front of the door is just to stop those ordinary people. The descendants of the Imperial Elector should at least be able to..."
The beautiful young man was arrogant and just continued his comments. However, the young count who saw his face clearly was horrified and stood still for a moment. He exclaimed: "You...you are Tiberius Gracchus?"
?”
"You recognize me?"
The young man's eyes glanced slightly, showing an expression of disgust, as if he had just noticed the child: "But, who allowed you to call me by my name and then interrupted me? Kid?"
When his sneer sounded, the big man's gaze had already suppressed the young earl's nerves.
pressure.
It was just a simple look at each other, but tears filled the boy's eyes in an instant, and his knees were shaking, but he couldn't move. He was like a frog being stared at by a giant snake.
"I, I am...I am...the...Emperor...Emperor...Elector...Marquis, and Lord Roland...the...Count of Bainz? Feilting? Bain...!"
However, this young man has a stubbornness that is inconsistent with his age. Even though his clenched teeth made a slight rattling... he still squeezed some words from his throat and reluctantly recited the name, not even saying it.
Look away.
"It's you...and not you? What a pity."
The young man seemed slightly stunned. He stared at Edward for a while, and then turned his attention back to the young earl: "Bane... I remember that the direct line of the Bain family has been almost exhausted over the years?
Okay. Even though it’s just a side family, this kind of courage has not disgraced the name of Bain, the giant bear of the north wind.”
The young man spoke slowly, and the giant also snorted, giving the sweaty little boy a chance to breathe: "However, without the corresponding power, the North Wind Giant Bear is just a fragile bear cub.
It will never regain its former glory.”
"If letting a great knight scare a child under the age of ten can be regarded as brilliant, then it's better not to use the brilliant thing..."
Edward lowered his head slightly, the shadow of the hood covering his face, and only the silver light in his eyes flickered: "The bear cub only has some time, so he will naturally have the hope of becoming a giant bear, but the rabbit... haha, even if it is given to them
Even if they have a long sword, they will just sit in the cave all their lives and show off their power to their cubs."
This taunt, which contained an insult, immediately chilled the young man's whole body.
"...Kill him." He snapped his fingers and gave a calm order.
Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man had already taken steps and stood up.
It didn't look very fast, but with just one step, he had passed through a distance of dozens of feet between the two groups, and the huge black sword in his hand waved a storm. It was almost impossible to react!
Only the white shadow flashed forward at the same time. The long sword shining with white light collided with the black in the storm!
The clash of the two swords was like a muffled thunder roaring at close range!
The paladin rolled over like a butterfly and landed on the ground, but she couldn't hide the shock in her eyes - she used this sword to move forward and accumulated enough strength. The magic of the armor and the power of brute force were probably enough to kill even a real giant.
The dragon does not dare to straighten its front.
But the other party is not a dragon, but he cannot be called a human either.
"Boy... okay!" The giant man shook his head and let out a hoarse laugh.
Withdrawing the sword in his hand, he took a step back. Then he exhaled with the word "good", and his dark brown body and muscles began to bulge out of proportion and squirm!
Just a blink of an eye made his body twice as wide, almost half of his height! The shoulders on both sides were already as big as two ordinary people's heads, and the arms holding the sword became stronger than a
The waist of a warrior is even stronger!
But those silver pupils met his eyes.
"Ugh!"
The severe pain in his mind made the giant roar in pain, and he took a few steps back. The ground roared repeatedly, and he was trampled on, leaving three deep marks, and large amounts of dust flew in all directions!
"Huh? You really have some skills, Bruce, step back." The young man didn't seem to feel dissatisfied at all, but laughed out loud, as if what happened in front of him was just a trivial thing: "I'm looking down on you... Okay, as a
As a small compensation, let me let you follow me. The bear boy of the Bain family?"
"However, you have to remember." After a pause, his voice had become a little cold: "The Scarlet Knights have been reorganized and have begun to show their prowess on the front line of Tuminis. Although the reputation of the Death Legion is not obvious,
, but it’s just a matter of time... There are only seven kinds of power left in this maze, so I don’t hope that anyone can opportunistically steal more power that belongs to me.”
After saying simple words, he nodded to Edward, then turned around, picked up the silent woman beside him, and walked into the water waves. At the same time, the big man's body suddenly shrank and turned away,
Almost exactly, I followed his footsteps.
"Hey! After attacking someone, you just ran away without saying a word? Leave your back to others, and we won't be polite to you!"
Miss Lisa shook her fist angrily and shouted loudly.
This voice made the old man walking at the end turn around:
"I might as well give you a piece of advice, little devils," he said: "This portal will send the inheritor of a bloodline and their attendants to a corner of Pan's Labyrinth. If they meet again, they may only
It is the location where a certain force inherits. If you can still escape with your lives in that demiplane."
"Hmph! What advice? Just run away! Pretend to be proud..."
"They are not escaping, they just don't want to waste too much effort..."
Edward shook his head slightly and whispered.
Just now, he exploded to the limit of the spiritual energy he could activate, consuming almost one-sixth of his spiritual power - the powerful explosive power of spiritual energy, although it was instantaneous and invisible, it was produced with a large amount of energy.
Consumption is the premise, and the power he just unleashed should have been enough to knock down his opponent with the pain that was like a brain-wracking one. What a shame... a weaker opponent would even be killed!
But the other party just backed away.
The strength shown by that giant man alone is more than enough to rival his own group... Even though the pair of guys who look like brothers and sisters are just powerless, the one who has been standing quietly with his head bowed, will
The old man whose face is hidden under a pointed hat possesses equally extraordinary strength.
Even Edward's poor sense of the magic network can guess that he can at least touch the sixth ring of the magic network! Such a mage, even if he lacks combat experience, can still make the psychic warlock stretched. If there is a fight,
Edward could only try his best to buy time for Miss Lisa to prepare for the teleportation, but the best result would probably be to escape from this place in embarrassment.
There are so many difficulties.
But it’s impossible to turn back, right?
He raised his head, looked at the old man's disappearing shadow, and then moved forward,
…
Behind the portal, there is total darkness.
In the darkness is a wide passage.
A dozen soldiers lit torches, but the flames burned cracklingly. The less bright light could only cover a range of less than 60 feet, and further away, there were dim and vague shadows. The unstable light spread across the wide
The passage stretched forward, and the shadows of the group of people were stretched by the firelight, reflecting on the uneven walls like monsters with teeth and claws.
Edward's eyes flickered. Just after starting, not far in front of him, there were some dark shadows crawling around the corner of the passage...
Is that an unlucky predecessor? The long period of weathering turned a corpse into a incomplete skeleton, but at this moment, there is a brilliance shining in the middle of the skeleton!
It was an extremely beautiful piece of jewelry, with dozens of pearls entwined in series by gold filaments, shining with flat light... There was also an aqua sapphire at least as big as a pigeon egg beneath it.
However, Edward's first reaction was not to extend his hand, but to stop.
Such a clean bone rod shows a pure white color... and the pleated necklace...
A moment of hesitation was enough for a soldier behind him to seize the opportunity. He happily tried to hand over this discovery to his master... But the moment he grabbed the necklace in his hand, his body stiffened.
One moment...using a numb and stiff movement, he slowly wrapped the necklace around his neck.
Then there was a painful growl, and the necklace suddenly tightened! So the poor guy stretched out his hand in a panic, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break the seemingly slender object, and even
Pull it apart!
"Cursed item!"
The mage's weak and cold voice came from not far away, and Lisa raised her hand to gather a white light... But the poor guy was obviously hopeless - almost as soon as the white light came, he was originally strong
There was a snapping sound on his neck - the necklace had dug deeply into his bones and flesh, turning them into bloody fragments! The blood on his neck also gushes out like a fountain!
The remaining mercenaries suddenly looked at each other, with a look of fear on their faces.
"Restrain your hands and feet, this is not your training ground! Just one wrong step will be enough to kill you!" The young earl gritted his teeth and ordered bitterly: His voice continued along the lines of
Moving forward along the passage, it mixed with the echo into a series of distorted sounds, which made most people shudder again.
Of course, this is just a small episode.
After the corridor is a hall, which is also pitch black.
However, in Edward's eyes, there is not much difference between darkness and light.
This is a beautiful hall, at least when it was built, it should have been like this - although now its interior is filled with dust and the corners are covered with cobwebs...
The hall is somewhat empty, with a row of shelves placed against the wall, but some have collapsed due to decay. The seemingly precious sheepskin scrolls are scattered all over the floor... There are more than a dozen shelves placed in the gaps around it.
The statue, as a decoration, can be seen from the finely carved relief texture that it once had a glorious period.
It's just that although the statue is exquisite, it is also very weird - to a certain extent, that kind of statue with two membrane wings and a ferocious devil-like statue should be best suited to the drainage outlet of a skyscraper.
good……
"Golem!" Edward shouted in a low voice. But at the same moment, the eyes of the statues flashed a strange red light. They suddenly came to life and then croaked, spread their wings, and headed towards the hall.
Flying to the ceiling.
And Elena's movements were quite swift. With a soft squeaking sound, the half-sword in her hand had already drawn a bright arc, passing through the body of a stone elephant ghost that was about to fly.
The ghost sounded a horn that was like rubbing stones, and two electric lights burst out from its eyes. Then it made a soft clicking sound along with its own stone base, and countless cracks spread out like a spider web, eventually turning it into a piece.
Fine gravel!
But more monsters still fluttered their wings and flew around the ceiling. Then they rushed towards everyone with noisy cooing sounds, while others jumped off the base and made noises like rubbing stones.
Barking low, hiding oneself in the darkness, to be continued...
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