Leaving the darkness, Brian returned to the promenade full of murals.
The corridor is deep and quiet, and the murals are lifelike, as if they can come alive at any time.
"As expected, this witch spire is indeed a ruin left by the Meltshock Empire." The idea of ​​the golden dragon Paralandaks rang in Brian's mind.
"Why didn't you disappear this time?" Brian asked curiously.
"Maybe after this trial, I have been recognized by this tower." Jin Long finished speaking and reminded him again, "Although you have passed the trial of hell difficulty, you should be careful. After all, when we stepped into the tower before, I noticed a trace of power from the gods. This terrible force suppressed my thoughts and made it impossible to communicate with you."
Brian nodded slightly. In order to prevent his mind from being affected by the murals, he once again added a "spiritual spiritual barrier" to himself, and then he walked carefully towards the depths of this corridor that had no end to see.
What surprised him was that the idea of ​​promulgating the trial mission to himself did not appear immediately.
In this situation, he could only continue to move forward until he finally saw the end when he was about to lose patience in this deep and quiet corridor.
This is a spacious hall, with soft magical brilliance full of holy colors, illuminating it like daytime.
Ancient scaly creatures stand silently on both sides, holding spears or holding swords and shields, just like the golem of the watchman in the cemetery.
Brian stood in the middle of the hall, staring at the lifelike reliefs on the wall, his shocking expression was beyond words.
"It turned out to be a feather snake!" The golden dragon Paralandaks was obviously like Brian, and he recognized the creature depicted in the relief at a glance, and couldn't help but murmuring in his mind.
Looking at the watchman in the hall and the feathered snakes on the relief, Brian couldn't help but recall information about the group of winged snakes.
When looking for the traces of the "prophet of the earth" Asindo in Candle Castle, he read all the information about Saruk Wushu in the library, and knew that the feather snake was actually from a Wushu who was inclined to a kind camp after the demise of the Wushu Empire.
The feathered snake, or the kind witch, after arriving in the Chult jungle, was desperate for their evil compatriots, and then split up to form a new group, and prayed for the help of a clone of the universe giant snake.
This is Jethranda, the kind snake among the two snakes of Order.
It was this Creation Snake who transformed this witch into a feathered snake, and then a war that affected the multiverse broke out. The feathered snake was defeated by his evil compatriots and was forced to flee back to the unknown continent in the most western part of the main material world. Only a very small number of feathered snakes were wandering in other worlds on the material plane.
Next is the first prosperous era about 24,000 years ago.
In this era, the great elf civilization reached its peak in Feren.
With the elves winning over orcs, dragons and giants, other races gradually flourished in a safe environment and entered their respective civilization eras.
Knowing that he could not defeat the elves, the remaining dragons gathered another army and launched continuous attacks on the Saruk Witch in the Chult jungle, which is the important cities of the Meltshok Empire.
At this time, the Saruk Wushou Empire had already been in name only, mainly ruled by the snake man, and finally collapsed under the fierce attack of the dragon.
Seeing that the snake man empire in the Chult Jungle was destroyed, the father of dinosaur Uota immediately took this opportunity to contact the feather snake clan hiding in the material plane. Inspired by the father of dinosaurs, the feather snake formed a new army to return to the Chult Jungle.
In the following centuries, feathered snakes and snakes fought against each other for control of the Zultan Peninsula.
The Snake Man retreated step by step, and many strongholds in the west fell into the hands of the Feather Snake. In the end, both sides were bounded by the Hazur Mountains, and the war ended in a deadlock.
"This...isn't this... this is not a witch's spire, but a feather snake?" Jin Long widened his eyes and said in a bit incredible.
"I also think it is the spire of the feathered snake." Brian said calmly.
After all, the Feather Snake is a kind camp, and exploring their remains is much safer than exploring the Wushou ruins. He naturally hopes that this is the high tower of the Feather Snake.
But he is not sure whether this idea is correct or not.
"I'm sure." Paralandask said in a firm tone:
"This spire definitely has many unknown ancient secrets, such as the whereabouts of the Order Snakes, what kind of gods they have become, and whether the world giant snake is the true face of the Order Snake."
"I hope this is all as you guessed." Brian said worriedly.
Just as he was thinking about this question, the cold voice that had disappeared for a long time passed through his spiritual barrier and suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Trialist." It said coldly:
"Congratulations on completing this trial. As a reward for passing the highest difficulty challenge, you will get a chance to enter the spire treasure house. As for what treasures you can get in it, it depends on your own identification ability."
"It finally appeared. I thought it was cheating and refused to admit it." Paralandask obviously heard the voice transmission in Brian's mind, and he said excitedly:
"Treasure appraisal ability? In this world, there is probably no mortal's treasure appraisal ability that can match our giant dragon clan. It's exciting to think about it."
Brian suddenly came back to his senses, glanced left and right, trying to find the entrance to the treasure house.
Just when he was wondering how to go to the treasure house, he was shocked to find that circles of complex rune lines were quietly lit up in the hall at the bottom of his feet.
The lines flowed with unpredictable light and finally interwoven into a complete teleportation array.
"Go, Trialer, this magic circle will last for an hour. Remember, you only have an hour..."
As the scene in front of him gradually became blurred, Brian vaguely heard the familiar and cold voice clearly.
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The corridor that appeared in front of him was like an underground city. The interior architectural style was strange. Whether it was the tall and straight round foot or the surrounding walls, they were deliberately carved with fine patterns like scales. At first glance, they looked very rough, but when they were carefully observed, they seemed natural, as if they were a kind of scale patterns on the surface of a scale-born organism.
It is recorded in a candle castle document about Saruk Witches that they seem to hate smooth things very much, thinking that the odor of phosphorus-free creatures is very nauseous, and that smooth skin will make them nauseate.
So, Saruk Wushou conducted a large number of magic experiments, combining scaled creatures and humanoid creatures, creating various servant races such as lizards, snakes and winged snakes that suit their aesthetic tastes.
At first, Brian thought the rumor was a mess, but after seeing the dungeon, he found that the aesthetics of Saruk Witches had been successfully reflected in their architectural style.
He no longer delayed his time. Under the urging of the Golden Dragon Paralandaks, he unconsciously accelerated his pace and moved towards the position of the treasure house.
The corridor in this dungeon is placed with lifelike statues of scale creatures every half a meter. Most of the servants inside are kneeling and respectful. There are spell casters holding pearls, and warriors holding various sharp blade spears.
Seeing this, Brian gradually realized that this witch spire was probably not left by the feathered snakes.
Holding suspicion of the dungeon, he walked down the corridor and finally arrived at the gate that was guarded by two scaled species full of scales holding battle axes.
As soon as Brian arrived here, he suddenly noticed a cold chill that seemed to be emitted from the body of a cold-blooded reptile, and rushed towards him, unable to help but shivered.
For a moment, he seemed to see the two statues coming alive and were staring at him coldly, as if he would immediately let him sprinkle blood on the spot whenever he had any abnormal movement.
"These are two constructed golems with strength at least around the advanced legend." Golden Dragon Paralandask also felt this palpitations energy and said smackingly:
"The creator race's construction technology is different. It looks like a living creature, with flesh and blood. I don't know if this knowledge has been recorded in the color-resistant scroll."
Hearing Jinlong's complaints, Brian mustered up the courage to carefully observe the Scale-born statue.
Sure enough, it was discovered that the scales on the surface of these two scaly species were like mysterious runes, intertwined with each other and combined into a magic array similar to an activated structure.
In other words, once the guardian magic circles are activated, they can immediately become flesh-and-blood dungeon guards.
At this moment, a strange red light suddenly flashed in the hollow eye sockets of the two guards, and then the door with a light golden luster slowly opened as the red light slowly dissipated.
Brian stopped hesitating and twitched the bullet and walked in quickly under the cold eyes of the two guards.
In the bright treasure room, shiny scale-shaped gold coins were piled up like mountains in the corner of the treasure house, and there were many opened treasure chests staggered on them, filled with antiques and jewelry.
Brian was planning to wave his hand and put away all the treasures, but suddenly found that there were several decadent humanoid skeletons on the pile of gold coins, which instantly aroused his vigilance.
"Be careful, the treasure of Saruk Witch is not that easy to get." Golden Dragon Paralandaks also suppressed his excitement and calmly reminded:
"These dead are likely to be trialists from all ages, that is to say, this treasure house is not completely safe. It is possible that a treasure chest or something similar to a vase is hidden in a fatal trap."
"Then what should we do?" Brian said slightly depressed.
It was finally time to get the treasure picking process, but he couldn't collect it at will, let alone how depressed he was at the moment.
However, seeing the Golden Dragon, who had no immunity to Caibao, was able to calm down instantly and remind him of the danger here, which made him feel much more relieved.
From this we can see that in the face of the temptation of treasure, I am even worse than a giant dragon known for being greedy.
"Saruke Witch is an ancient evil creature. Even if you complete the challenge, their wealth is not so easy to get." Paralandakus thought for a moment and said thoughtfully: "If that's the case, we should not be too greedy. It should be no problem to take one."
"It seems that this is the only way." Brian nodded slightly and looked around.
Obviously, the gold coins and jewelry here are definitely the most insane choices. After all, traps are everywhere, and the more you take, the more risks you take.
This seems to be the simplest probability learning problem.
So, Brian did not choose to go around. Since this was the case, he simply calmed down and thought about what he needed most.
Judging from his current value, there is no shortage of equipment for the time being.
Although there are still rich people who are full of legendary equipment, it is not difficult to give him time and improve all the purple equipment on his body to legendary quality under the premise of sufficient precious materials.
Therefore, equipment was not his first choice.
Apart from equipment, only the magic knowledge left by Saruk Witch.
"Help me find the knowledge they left behind." Brian expressed his thoughts to Jinlong through his thoughts.
"Thinking about it with me." Paralandask said with a smile:
"After all, the equipment here is left by the witch. Tens of thousands of years have passed. Even if their spire has a powerful protection barrier, as long as it is not a magical artifact, the material, runes and enchantments of the equipment itself will gradually corrode with the years, and legendary equipment is no exception."
"Besides, the rules of the world have been changed with the fall of Goddess Mistera many times. Even if you find intact equipment, there may be some variables. In this case, finding the knowledge left by Wu Zi is indeed the best choice."
Brian nodded slightly, but unexpectedly, Jinlong was so considerate.
He reluctantly retracted his eyes from various equipment and started to the storage shelf where books were placed.
However, when he was halfway through, Paralandakus's thoughts suddenly became excited and immediately stopped him.
"As it turns out, I knew I could find what Wu Wei left behind here." He quickly said to Brian. "I found a very interesting book, which may be more suitable for you, or more suitable for us."
"What?" Bryan asked.
"You go to the shelf on the left, and have you seen the fifth book on the twelfth floor?" Jin Long pointed out the location of the book for him.
Brian followed his instructions and found the books on the bookshelf.
Instead of taking out the books immediately, he performed detection magic.
Sure enough, this book was actually used to use the "Disaster Blade" trap. Once activated by the reckless intruder, a terrifying Nine-ring spell will be released instantly.
After carefully removing the magic trap, he took out the book.
This is a quaint box for holding books.
After repeated inspections and confirmation, Brian opened the box.
Chapter completed!