As Roy's hand exerted force, some dust fell from the door that had been sealed for a long time, but it did not move at all.
"Woof woof!"
"Shut up, I know it's not that simple!"
The big head glared angrily at Oliver who was lying on the ground and clucking his tongue. He wiped away the thick spider webs around the door frame with his hands, tore off the vines, took a step back, and looked at the door carefully.
After a moment, Roy was dumbfounded.
"Austin, this lunatic, actually built a door with meteorite. No, it's not just a door. The entire magic tower is made of meteorite!"
Meteorite is one of the strongest stones in the world. A stone of the same size is a hundred times heavier than ordinary granite and harder than steel!
And its biggest feature is not its sturdiness, but its heat insulation effect!
This kind of black stone was originally a meteorite that fell into the world from the sky. There are very few in number, and most of them are found near lava underground. They are inconspicuous and difficult to mine, so they are not known to the world.
If he hadn't lived among a bunch of noisy dwarves for a period of time, Roy would never have been able to recognize this rare stone!
For dwarves who believe in the God of Mines, encountering this black stone, which symbolizes bad luck, is not a good thing.
Every time they dig this kind of stone, the dwarves will be so angry that they move to another place to mine. Not to mention touching it, they don't even dare to look at this kind of stone. It seems that if they look at it one more time, they will never be able to mine good minerals.
That would be worse than letting them die!
At first, Roy thought that avoiding the Skyfall Ink Stone was just one of the boring taboos of these guys who were extremely superstitious about good luck and even had to pay attention to the steps they took when going out.
But later he figured out that the meteorite that originally grew near the lava river often caused tragedy when magma flooded the mine cave when it was dug up.
Therefore, Roy was particularly impressed by this stone.
Looking at the door made of a piece of meteorite, and thinking about the flame moth that flew in from the gap under the eaves of the tower and turned into sparks and dissipated, the big head was almost certain that there must be something glowing and heating inside.
something exists!
Will there be any treasures?
When he thought of this, Roy felt hot all over.
"Oliver, what do you think is in here?" Roy looked up and down, but couldn't find the mechanism of the door. Finally, he focused on the metal patterns carved on the surface of the stone door.
"Woof woof, woof woof, woof!"
"Chicken legs, sausages? You know how to eat meat dogs!"
Roy looked at the door carefully, and after a while, he found a clue.
This door is a magic code door!
Dozens of passwords are hidden in the star-like metal lines. To open it, you must input magic power in order and trigger the corresponding elements to open the door.
Roy once heard a thieves teacher mention Might and Magic.
The opening of the magic door was also the only time that the highly skilled pickpocket ancestor made a mistake.
For ordinary people who don't know magic, it would take them a lifetime to open this kind of door. If you want to open it violently, the end will be the same as Roy's master thief. Not only is it lost to pickpockets,
The three most precious fingers cost the lives of more than a dozen of his accomplices, and he almost got involved.
The only people who can open this kind of door are its owner and a magician. But if a magician who doesn't know the password wants to guess the order of dozens of elements, the probability is simply lower than the probability of becoming a magic god after sleeping.
However, this kind of door is too damn simple for Roy!
Because the person who originally designed this kind of magic code door probably wouldn't have thought that there was a boy in this world who was born with the ability to see elements with his eyes!
Roy put his hand on a star in the upper left corner of the door. With the input of magic power, the metal star relief quickly and automatically transformed into an extending vine.
Then, there was the second star, and the third... A few minutes later, the thirty-six stars on the door turned into protruding metal vines, entangled with each other, like dead vines blooming in spring, suddenly
Leaves grew one by one, and finally gathered in the center of the gate, forming a six-pointed star formation, shining brightly.
The door opens slowly!
The "crunching" sound seemed extremely terrifying in this dark and silent castle.
Seeing the dark doorway, Oliver took two steps back tremblingly. Seeing Roy walking in, he quickly bit Roy's trousers and dragged them back.
"What are you afraid of? Go in and take a look."
Roy knew about Oliver's virtue and didn't bother to care about it, and walked directly into the magic tower.
Oliver shut his mouth, hid behind Roy, and looked around cautiously, as if he might turn into a bolt of lightning and rush out of the castle through the hall at any time.
As soon as he walked into the Magic Tower, Roy understood why Austin built the Magic Tower here.
Because what appeared in front of him was not the spiral staircase of most tower-like buildings. Instead, it was a deep alleyway that led diagonally to the bottom of the mountain wall behind!
Roy walked along the lane.
As expected of the Necromancer Austin, on both sides of the entire alleyway were rows of corpses of various monsters and humans in glass bottles soaked in liquid.
In the cave recessed into the wall, there are also skeleton soldiers holding long swords just like outside.
Walking further inside, a room appeared in front of Roy.
The room is large and simple, with almost no decoration. The lighting magic pattern carved on the dome is the only light source in the room. There are no windows around, and the ceiling oil lamps and candlesticks have been extinguished for hundreds of years.
In the center of the room is a huge stone platform filled with various magic testing equipment. This is the only place worth paying attention to.
"Woo..." Oliver, who walked around the room and sniffed everywhere, returned to Roy with a disappointed look on his face.
"This is his laboratory. The dignified Prince Roman owns more than twenty territories in the south. What are you doing with the gold coins?" Roy kicked the fat dog with hatred, "Pig!"
Oliver rolled his eyes at him, obviously knowing that his owner, who looked honest and honest on the surface, loved gold coins no less than Sir Oliver.
Roy walked quickly to the test bench.
Most of the books and experimental equipment on the test bench have been reduced to ashes over time. Among the thick layers of dust, only a specially treated parchment book with a magic pattern engraved on the cover is still intact.
He picked up the book and looked at the cover. Although he had already determined that it was Austin's castle, Roy's name on the cover still made Roy stare at it for a long time.
After brushing off the dust on the book, Roy opened it. After only turning two pages, he was suddenly stunned.
Originally, he thought it would be something like a notebook on necromancy, but he never imagined that it was a research notebook recording how to use necromancy and various potions to treat illnesses and save lives!
Necromantic magic, cure diseases and save lives?
Big-headed Roy felt that his head suddenly grew bigger again.
Not to mention how absurd it is to bring these two completely opposite things together, just thinking about Austin's reputation in history makes Roy feel that everything in front of him is as illusory as a dream.
A demon who killed millions of people, turned the entire southern part of the empire into a living hell, and even his biological father dared not let him go home, actually researched spells and potions to cure diseases and save lives?
But as he looked more closely, Roy became more shocked.
Austin actually stayed here for fifty years, just to study how to turn necromancy into a spell that has the same effect as the light healing of the holy magician!
What's even more shocking is that this blasphemous guy actually succeeded!
He transformed the spell of repairing skeletons into bone setting. He transformed the disgusting granulation technique that enhanced the ability of zombies into a healing technique that quickly repaired the body! In addition, there are also strength and speed blessings to stimulate potential, expel fatigue, and expel
Plague, expulsion of toxins, tranquillization, mental hypnosis and other healing spells only available to magicians.
Magicians are the most precious resources in the hands of the Holy Religion.
This is the only one, no other branches!
The reason why the Knights Templar under the Holy Religion dominates the world and is invincible is that the role played by magicians accounts for at least half of it! And except for the several major knights directly under the Holy Religion, there is no one in the human world.
A mage who can perform instant healing in combat just like a theurgist!
When he turned to the back and saw the detailed content on pharmacy and herbal plant identification, Roy could no longer suppress his excitement and flipped the book to the first page.
Staring at the word "Austin" that danced like a dragon and a snake, the young man had mixed feelings in his heart.
The terrifying prince who was born two hundred years ago and committed heinous crimes spent ten years researching and spreading a plague, but spent fifty years transforming necromancy into healing spells.
What a complex human nature, and what an incredible legend!
A madman, a prince, a demon and a great mage who spends his life studying healing spells... Which identity is the real Austin?
Holding the book in his arms like a treasure, Roy could never let go!
Although he knows that in today's human world, let alone practicing undead magic, even if you only practice ordinary magic, you may be sentenced to be burned at the stake as a dark wizard. However, the temptation of this book is too great. It's so big
Roy can't wait to practice the magic right away, and then stay here for fifty years, just like Austin, and never go out again!
Once this idea grew, it grew uncontrollably. Until the image of a beautiful girl under a veil suddenly appeared in his mind, the young man suddenly calmed down.
Yes... I'm still a virgin!
I want to repay the favor!
Roy held the parchment and walked around the room for a long time.
Except for a few silver potion stirring sticks and two gold leaf bookmarks found among the paper scraps on the bookshelf, nothing of value was found.
Finally, Roy stood at the very back of the room, at the entrance to a cave passage that was glowing with red light and billowing with heat.
Following several flame moths, Roy walked through the passage extending underground and walked into a cave that was much larger than the laboratory outside.
The cave looks very primitive, with the exposed rocks around it being uneven and completely untouched.
Sitting on a stone chair on the right side of the cave is a skeleton wearing a magic robe.
Roy knew without guessing that this skeleton must be the owner here—Austin!
Looking at the parchment notebook in his hand, Roy saluted Austin's remains. In the boy's opinion, no matter what Austin had done during his lifetime, he was also a great legend based on the notebook in his arms. What's more,
I received his favor.
On the chair, the skeleton's head was tilted slightly to one side, one hand resting on the armrest, and the other supporting his chin. His empty eyes looked toward a flickering magic circle in front of him on the left.
In the center of the magic circle is a lava pool with hot magma boiling like boiling water. And above the lava pool, a piece of black metal is suspended in the air, changing shape rapidly!
When he saw this piece of metal, Roy felt that his breathing had stopped and his heartbeat was about to stop.
Although Roy had never seen a picture, at this moment he knew very clearly that this rapidly changing thing was the artifact that he and his grandfather had been looking for for more than ten years - the Judgment!
"No one knows what shape it is. Maybe it's a bow, maybe a spear, maybe a staff, maybe a sword, a shield, an ax..."
Roy still remembers that when he first heard his grandfather describe what he was looking for, his mind was filled with the thought that "the old man is crazy."
What kind of treasure is an object whose shape is unknown?
After ten years of wandering, Roy had heard of countless legendary artifacts, but he had never heard anyone mention such a thing. Even if it really existed, how could it be found?
"If I say there is, there must be! This is what she said, it must be right!"
That was not the first time that Roy heard the old man mention "her". Roy was filled with curiosity and resentment about the lady to whom the old man once boasted of his allegiance.
Just because of her words, the crazy old man forced the poor kid Roy to work everywhere in Borabel City with his terrible obsession, touching almost everything that could be an "artifact"!
Including kitchen knives!
At this moment, Roy finally understood. The artifact [Judgment] is not a certain weapon, but can be transformed into any weapon!
"Who made it?!"
Roy couldn't describe his shock in words. He walked to the edge of the magic circle and looked at the treasure in front of him that he had been looking for for five years.
"Why has such a precious weapon never appeared in the public eye?"
"Why would she tell such a treasure to the old man?"
"who is she?"
"Who am I? The [Judgment] belongs to a good-for-nothing kid who cannot cultivate fighting spirit?"
In just a short moment, countless thoughts went through Roy's big head: "Take this thing back! Then grandpa will definitely tell me everything!"
"Oliver, are you ready?"
Roy, who had always believed in taking advantage of the situation, no longer hesitated or delayed at all. He moved around and stared at the verdict closely.
Oliver yelled and ran out without making any preparations.
"Damn dog!" Roy cursed, grabbed Judgment, which turned into a one-handed axe, and ran away.
The magic circle suddenly disappeared. The boiling magma rushed out like a volcanic eruption, flooding the room in an instant, roaring and rushing outwards, chasing Roy's footsteps.
Roy rushed out as fast as he could! His back felt as if it was about to be set on fire, and his nose could even smell the stench of his hair being burned by the high temperature!
Finally, before he was swallowed by the magma, he rushed out of the magic tower and slammed the door!
The roaring magma became silent as the door to the Sky Meteor Stone closed. A few sparks that fell on the clothes and the ignited flames were also extinguished.
The big-headed boy was lying on the ground, clutching a parchment in one hand and an inconspicuous black ax in the other, as if he was exhausted.
The fat dog, which had been waiting outside with its head tilted to one side, ran over and licked the boy's face.