The sky outside the window of the Sky Demon Ship has darkened.
Eleven powerful men from the Sanctuary and Aleshia walked into the room where Abraham held the meeting.
When everyone filed in, Abraham's tall and thin body stood by the window, staring at the land where the light of the setting sun was fading away. He seemed to be thinking about something.
On the desk next to him, an ancient parchment scroll was spread out. On the parchment scroll, there were texts and graphics. The most eye-catching thing was that in the center of the picture, a snow-white mountain peak was painted.
Seeing this parchment, the expressions of the elders of the Magic Guild who were walking in front changed. Elder Memnon, who was Abraham's most trusted deputy and also had the highest status among everyone present, even flicked his fingers and released a
The Qingfeng technique rolled up the unfolded parchment.
"President..."
Following Memnon's voice, Abraham turned his head and waved his hand slightly: "By now, this is no longer a secret."
While he was talking, he didn't see any movement, and the rolled-up parchment was unfolded again.
What's going on? The Royal Sanctuary and Alessia couldn't help but look at each other, confused and curious. No one knew the origin of the parchment on the desk, let alone the origin of the parchment on the desk.
Know what kind of riddle Memnon and Abraham were playing.
It seems that some major secret is about to be revealed. This makes everyone full of expectations for what will happen next.
In the eyes of everyone, Abraham walked to the desk.
"Because we set off in a hurry, we didn't have time to explain many situations to you. Therefore, I asked everyone to come over. It's time to let you all know some things."
Abraham's fingers rubbed the parchment.
"This parchment has a history of more than two thousand years. Since it was acquired by our Saint Solan Magic Guild, it has been treasured to this day and is kept by successive presidents."
He said, raising his head.
"Many people think that the ruins in the Lurian Abyss are newly discovered. But they don't know. We already knew about her existence many years ago."
Everyone was shocked and in an uproar.
"More than twenty years ago, I secretly went to the Lurian Abyss to look for this relic. Unfortunately, I couldn't find it." Abraham sighed. "What's even more regrettable is that when she finally appeared, she became a trap for the devil.
"
As he said that, he waved: "Everyone, come and take a look."
Except for the elders of the Magic Guild who already knew the truth, everyone else cheered and surrounded him.
"The Magic Tower of Noiotans!" Seeing the large squiggles above the parchment, Aleshia didn't have time to take a closer look, so she looked up at Abraham in surprise, "The last giant?"
"Yes." Abraham smiled slightly, "That's him."
Everyone took a breath of cold air.
Noiotans! That is a legendary figure who stretches the historical timeline to the origin of the magical civilization of Avalon continent, and can also be called a super powerful one!
This relic was actually left by him?
Abraham said: "This parchment was left by a great necromancer more than two thousand years ago. I think everyone should have heard of his name..."
He pointed to a fancy signature at the end of the parchment.
"Morgan!" A royal magician named Wilson cried out. "Teacher of Hades, the King of Hell, Morgan!"
Abraham nodded and said: "Yes. Do you still remember the legend of Morgan?"
"Of course," the royal magician Wilson said quickly, "it is said that Morgan is a typical late bloomer. He was originally an elemental mage, and he changed to necromancy after he was forty years old. It was not until he was sixty years old that he
He is still just a sage of the sky, and he is far away from being promoted to the God of Magic. In the mainland magic world at that time, he was not ranked at all..."
Everyone nodded.
The sixty-year-old Sage of the Sky may be very powerful in this era. But you must know that Morgan's era was the peak period of magical civilization more than two thousand years ago.
At a time when there were so many Dharma gods, a sixty-year-old sage from the sky was really not worthy of being ranked among them.
Wilson continued: "However, one day later, Morgan suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he had been miraculously promoted to the God of Magic. Not only did his magic power and knowledge improve by leaps and bounds, but his necromantic magic was also superb. Finally, in his sixth year,
When he was fifteen years old, he was unanimously elected to enter the Magic Temple, joining the ranks of the super powerful.
What is even more legendary is that many years after his death, a young man found his magic tower and obtained his inheritance. This man was Hades, the king of Hades who once made the Holy See helpless. Because of the two
Their achievements are extremely outstanding, so they are respected by the necromancers as two generations of Hades Emperors."
After finishing speaking in one breath, Wilson looked at the parchment on the table and asked: "Could it be that the reason why Morgan succeeded is because he..."
"He got a treasure map." Abraham confirmed Wilson's guess, "and guided by this mysterious treasure map, he came to the Land of Redemption and found this relic."
Sure enough!
Everyone was in a commotion and talking about it. This was a secret that few people knew.
Looking at this parchment now, everyone's eyes are full of passion.
As we all know, the magic tower is the most private domain of magicians, storing their lifelong efforts and wealth. If the magician did not destroy his magic tower before death, but drew a treasure map, then this also means
He is willing to leave his own legacy.
And what Morgan got was the inheritance of Noiotans, the greatest necromancer in history!
Everyone eagerly read the parchment.
Through reading, they discovered that this parchment was Morgan's exploration notebook. Not only did he draw maps and the appearance of ruins on it, but he also recorded his own adventure experiences in detail.
However, after reading the entire article, everyone calmed down quickly. Everyone found that things were not as wonderful as they imagined.
First of all, the reason why Morgan was able to enter the ruins was entirely because of a mysterious treasure map.
According to his description, without the guidance of this treasure map, even if he found the magic tower, he would not be qualified to challenge the test of Noiotans.
After completing the challenge, the treasure map that he had placed in his space ring mysteriously disappeared. After that, Morgan never found this sheepskin again for the rest of his life.
Volume. For this reason, he even lived as a lich for hundreds of more years, but failed to achieve his wish, and finally returned to the sea of stars with regret.
Secondly, the test of the Magic Tower was very difficult. Even Morgan had to admit that the reason why he was able to stumble through the fifth floor was entirely due to luck.
This has completely cooled down the fantasy deep in everyone's heart.
You know, even though Morgan was only the Sage of the Sky at the time, the Sage of the Sky of that era. Not to mention how strong his real combat power was, in terms of magic knowledge alone, he far surpassed anyone in this era of the decline of magic civilization.
.
If even he could only pass the fifth level by luck, then the elemental mages present asked themselves that they might not even be able to pass the second and third levels.
However, these are not important. What is confusing to everyone is that they don’t know what Abraham meant by showing these things to himself.
Wilson looked at the parchment, and his heart moved. He raised his head and asked: "Sir Abraham, you showed us this, is it because of the more than 800 mercenaries..."
"Yes," Abraham nodded, simply saying, "They can't survive."
Everyone looked at each other and their expressions became a little ugly.
Although they had had a premonition, when Abraham came to such a conclusion, it was still difficult for them to accept it.
You must know that what really determines the strength of a country is not the limited number of troops, but the tribes, lords, folk knights, mercenary groups, chaebol business groups and other various forces living on this land. They are countless scattered
The strong ones in the vast sea of people. They are the foundation of the empire's force.
Just like the reason why the Fei Lie Empire's cavalry makes people talk about it is because their bitter cold plateau is rich in various riding animals and reserve soldiers who are good at riding combat. Even if the frontline legions are lost, as long as these people wear armor and mount their horses
, another cavalry regiment can be raised immediately.
On the other hand, the St. Solan Empire was not originally rich in knights. Not to mention the ordinary knight academies, even the three major training camps were only second-rate compared to the knight academies of the Philip Empire and the Pompeii Empire. They were trained every year
The knights are far apart in terms of strength and quantity.
Under such circumstances, the loss of nearly a thousand strong men above the Glory level is almost equivalent to the loss of three top knights.
This is definitely a heavy blow to the Saint Solan Empire.
"Why do you say that?" Alessia asked anxiously and uncomprehensively, "Is there any direct relationship between Morgan's experience and these mercenaries?"
Abraham said, "This is a well-designed trap. Come and see..."
As one of the successors of Noiotans, Morgan has detailed records and explanations on the parchment about everything below the fifth floor of the Magic Tower.
"First of all, we can be sure that the magic tower will only appear when the abyss is closed." The old man pointed to a piece of text on the parchment and said: "And these more than 800 people were lured in just before the abyss was about to close.
This means that when the abyss closes and the magic tower appears, they will inevitably encounter the threat of clouds and storms. It is obviously impossible to escape to the first level of the abyss. So, what is their only way out?"
Alicia bit her lip and replied: "Magic Tower."
Abraham nodded at her and moved his finger to another paragraph.
"Secondly, according to Morgan's records, anyone who tries to approach the magic tower without the guidance of a treasure map will be captured by the magic circle and transported to a place called the Garden of Death. The name of this place is scary, but there is nothing wrong with it.
Danger. Just find the exit in the center of the garden and you can leave."
"A deportation channel?" Wilson frowned.
"Or a sieve," Memnon said, "to screen out those who do not meet the conditions for entering the magic tower."
Abraham said: "That should be the case. Obviously, His Excellency Neuotans is not a cruel person. He is not willing to let the inheritance he left behind be stained with the blood of innocent people."
"Then," a paladin said incomprehensibly, "aren't these mercenaries very safe? They have every chance of avoiding the dark clouds and storms and coming out alive."
"Yeah, they don't even need to risk breaking into the magic tower. They just need to be captured by the guardian circle."
Others also looked puzzled and started talking about it.
Abraham's eyes turned to Alessia. The girl's face turned pale.
"But please don't forget that the premise of everything we encountered was a trap," Alessia's voice was trembling, "If this demon uses the Death Garden and guards the exit..."
Before Alessia finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed.
Everyone knows that the only person who can set up such a shocking situation is a powerful and extremely commanding being at the bottom of the abyss. This means that if it and its demon army guard the exit, then the Garden of Death will
It will become a prison!
Anyone locked in this cage will die!
"Okay, I think everyone understands the situation we are about to face," Abraham unfolded a map of the entrance to the abyss and said, "Once these mercenaries die, if their blood is used for blood sacrifices, it will be enough to open up a huge
Channel. The size and duration of this channel should be..."
While Abraham was talking, suddenly, a stunned Alessia asked: "Don't they have any chance at all?"
Abraham stopped. After a long time, he sighed and said to Erathia: "Unless someone happens to have that treasure map, and happens to be able to completely pass the test of Noiotans, and becomes the master of the magic tower..."
He shook his head and said no more.
Alexia didn't ask any more questions.
Everyone knows that the possibility mentioned by Abraham is as slim as a fantasy.
Maybe one day in the future, this lucky guy who makes the whole world crazy jealous will appear. But not now. At least...these hundreds of mercenaries who are in danger will not be able to benefit from his great luck...