After listening to the story of Seth's clone, Brian was also secretly amazed. Unexpectedly, the once glorious magic kingdom, Naserel, had such a side in the early stage, being played with by the elves, Yege and Saruk Witch.
Of course, it is precisely because of the mutual restraint of these three forces that Naseriel found an opportunity in their respective fears, grew stronger, and eventually became a point where no force could control it.
At the same time, it also made him realize why the elf had stolen another complete set of color-resistant scrolls. Not only did he not use and master the magic knowledge inside, but chose to seal it in the form of golden beech wood on the Tower of Wind Songs by Mis Zhuono.
I'm afraid that these elves who had long been lying flat may have known in advance what terrible knowledge is hidden in this set of color-resistant scrolls.
After all, the color-desired scroll is the path of the ancient god of death, Yege, in order to deal with the elves, the magic knowledge inside will definitely be like boiling a frog in warm water, allowing the viewer to gradually be deeply attracted by the rich magic knowledge inside in a circular and gradual manner, and eventually to perish in order to experiment with some terrible magic ritual.
During the conversation, Brian had arrived at the end of the tunnel without realizing it.
What appeared before him was a stone chamber full of dust.
The room was empty, without any decorations, only the walls were engraved with obscure and mysterious runes.
Even with Brian's current magical attainments, he probably understands that the function of runes is mainly to greatly increase the speed of absorbing magic energy in the air.
Just as he was about to ask Seth's clone how to find the road to Oleme City, the holy emblem that held in his palm from beginning to end suddenly passed through a sense of heat.
Immediately afterwards, the Holy Emblem emitted dazzling golden light, which shot through the fingers of his palms like sharp arrows on the surrounding walls.
Gradually, the golden light expanded from Brian's hand and formed a network-like shape, extending towards the surroundings.
They quickly scan the entire basement, and as they extend, mysterious runes around the walls are gradually activated and shine with a faint luster.
This strange situation lasted for only a moment, and a low roar came from the quiet and sealed stone chamber.
"Boom..."
As the entire stone chamber trembled slightly like an earthquake, a hard, clean and tidy bluestone slab covered the dusty ground, and the surrounding walls were also flipped and turned into a fireplace.
What burns in the fireplace is not the flame, but the lilac magic energy.
In the center of the stone chamber, a magic light array shone on the bluestone floor, and an exquisite Saluk witch sculpture bathed in the light purple magic light slowly appeared in Brian's sight.
The sculpture looks like a scholar of the Saruk witch race. It holds a book in one hand and stretches forward with the other, holding a mysterious magic ball that is only the size of a palm and is suspended in the air.
After a sudden glance, this magic ball was like a decoration of a sculpture.
However, Brian still saw the problem from the complex and mysterious runes on the sculpture.
This made him realize that the entire sculpture was a small magic circle, which seemed to ensure that the power of this mysterious magic ball could be fully activated and activated for convenience.
"I've said it a long time ago..." Seth's clone's old thought rang in Brian's mind, and he hummed:
"No one except me can find the real location of Oleme. You are lucky enough to know that only by going to the Witch Spire with my permission can you find Acindo hidden in Oleme City."
Indeed, as Seth's clone said, the reason why Brian was able to find the traces of Oleme City can be regarded as being favored by the goddess of luck.
If he had not found the records of the Zhult Jungle and the Temple of Seth in the Candle Castle at that time, he would not have thought of searching for traces of the prophet of the earth from the source of the Creator's race, the Saruk Witch.
Even so, Brian still ignored the Seth clone who was a little secretly proud.
Because his eyes were deeply attracted by the mysterious magic ball dragged by the sculpture's palm.
With his detailed observation, he was finally shocked to discover a fact that this magic ball actually has similarities with the Miser energy core.
"Don't compare Neserel's inferior products with it." Seth's clone obviously guessed Brian's thoughts and said disdainfully:
"If the Mither energy core of Naserier is not supported by the Limo Net, you can also see the consequences of it. Even if it does not have the energy from the Limo Net, it can still continuously draw energy from the four major elemental planes.
This is the wisdom crystallization of the entire Creator race. Tens of thousands of years ago, the Saruk Witch of the Istosefir Empire relied on the energy of this magic ball to force the entire narrow sea to change its way, almost extinct the Felin Demon Aoi who was hiding in the dark area."
"Why don't you say that the destruction of the Istosepfeffer Empire is also from the hands of this magic ball." Brian retracted his gaze, restrained his thoughts of taking it for himself, and retorted:
"What's different about your original practice from Karthas's Twelve Rings of God-Tenkle Technique? It's just a fifty step and a hundred steps to laugh."
That being said, he had already vaguely realized that the most important accessory of the so-called Creator suit is probably to create an energy core device with similar functions to it.
This made him look forward to the effect after the complete Creator suit.
Seth's clone was refuted speechlessly, or he was too lazy to pay attention to Brian's mockery.
After a moment of silence, His thoughts hidden in the Holy Emblem cast a magic spell that even Brian could not recognize, activate this mysterious magic ball.
As the mysterious magic ball flashed with dazzling light, a phase door that looked like a projection appeared.
"This is..." Seeing this, a strange color floated in Brian's expression, and he murmured to himself, "I didn't expect that this Oleme City was actually hidden in an alien plane."
"Get in." Seth said:
"Sindo broke the rules to protect Oleme City, which led to the lack of guardians in this city, I gradually took over control of the place, mobilized divine power, and forcibly transferred it to the ant plane."
"Now..." He murmured in a low voice:
"The witch of Eastoseffer will wake up from tens of thousands of years of sleep, and by then, the shadow of the Creator race will be re-shrouded throughout the material plane."
Brian naturally heard Seth's clone talking to himself, and he would never believe that the Creator Race could still have the opportunity to rise again.
After all, their glorious era has long ended.
Then, he stepped into the portal without hesitation.
The moment he stepped into the portal, Brian clearly realized that even though he stood there without moving, he felt as if he was in a very strange state, passing through the turbulent currents of time and space, and moving forward rapidly.
As the twisted space turbulence disappeared, he was soon pushed out by an unknown powerful force.
Brian's eyes lit up and he appeared in a sea of ​​hot sand.
The desolate wind wailed, and kept wandering back and forth between several sand dunes, raising the yellow sand flying all over the sky.
Brian's vision passed through the yellow sand, and in the low lying of the dunes, he saw a broken city ruin standing inside.
From the countless collapsed circular bases inside, it can be seen that these buildings were once towering towers, but there was no weathered stone wall height, more than three meters.
Obviously, this is the former Lost City of Oleme, which was called: the City of White Tower.
He found the remaining wreckage of Oleme City, or the White Tower City.
Moreover, through continuous detection magic, Brian also learned that there were no living creatures in the ruins of this city, and there was not even a trace of movement.
This made him realize that the Saruk witches who were transformed into lichs were likely to be sleeping in the underground tombs of the city's ruins.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, put various magic barriers to protect himself against wind and sand, and then stepped into the city ruins step by step.
In nearly half an hour of carpet-style magic search, Brian found an entrance to the underground tomb in the basement of a collapsed tower.
He immediately used magic to clean up the sand and rubble from the buried entrance, and then walked along the top-down curved ramp to enter the spiral passage.
The moment Brian stepped into the passage, he noticed something strange instantly.
"I can't sense the magic net anymore." The golden dragon Paralandaks's thought rang in Brian's mind:
"If your Aohuo had an independent system similar to the Magic Net, providing me with a steady stream of energy, I would have fallen into a deep sleep because I had no support from the Magic Net energy."
Brian nodded slightly, held the holy emblem in his hand tightly, and tried to communicate with Seth's clone.
As expected, in the tomb covered by powerful dead magic, even this holy emblem that blessed Seth's thoughts was useless.
Fortunately, Brian was glad that he could still use magic through the Aurora Fire, otherwise he would not dare to rashly enter the capital of this ancient empire.
So, without the guidance of Seth's clone, Brian could only grit his teeth and walk silently along the winding downward spiral passage like a headless fly.
At the end of the tomb passage is a room that looks obviously well-maintained.
Even as tens of thousands of years pass, it still shows the luxury of ancient times.
Layers of exquisite floor tiles show abstract images and designs in bright blue, green and black, and a row of strange metal magic wall lamps, hanging high on the wall, burning ghostly white flames.
The walls are also decorated with light-colored murals, depicting verdant jungles, majestic peaks, and a brilliant city with tens of thousands of exquisite white towers.
The murals here are as clear as those painted just yesterday, and there is no trace of the passing of time at all.
"This place looks like the former Saruk Lich who served as a guardian." The Golden Dragon Paralandakus expressed his guess. "These lichs who guarded the city with rotational systems are likely to be here to secretly observe the changes in the surface world."
Brian nodded slightly, agreeing with Jinlong's statement.
Because he had already seen a desk on the west side of the room, the books on it were arranged very neatly, and it looked like there were often copyists recording history here.
He immediately walked over and looked at the content recorded in a stack of books on the desk:
Dawn Era
－30000DR～－24000DR
Recorder: Oleme's first guardian, "Iron Lord" Gulam Gerzret
In this era, the empire established by the once glorious creator gradually disappeared in memory, announcing the beginning of the era of dragons and giants.
The dragon and its clan ruled a large tract of territory, and in order to gain control of land, sea and sky, these competing reptiles fought endlessly.
During this period, devastating war broke out between the dragons, causing some small pieces of remote land ruled by the dragon to fall into the hands of the giants.
Over time, these giant kingdoms began to threaten the hegemony of the dragons.
Finally, a total war broke out between the giant kingdom Dhaka, Glenfestin, Haley Jim, Nedheim, Ostolia and Ranvergir, and the dragon kingdom Agoshillyaks, Kaysenmar Schilliwell, Dallas Trevohika and Saklix Gontix.
－26000DR～－25000DR
The Millennium War: The ancient dragon Garrick led the Red Dragon to fight against the giants of Ostolia. In the end, all dragon creatures were involved, and the war lasted for a whole thousand years.
When everything was over, Ostolia was just a dim epitome of the past, and the kingdom of giants only retained the northern edge of the continent, today's supreme glaciers and cold lands.
－2500DR～－24000DR
The elves from faraway worlds continued to work hard to subvert the dragon's rule. They opened a new portal, allowing the original elves to move to the world of Torrell.
For some reason, these primitive green elves actually worship the gods of Pherrell, not the gods Sidrien headed by the elf main god Kerrellon. The specific reason has not been investigated clearly.
Most of the green elves were satisfied with staying in small scattered communities, but one of the elves, known as Irisray, successfully negotiated with the dragon, reached a cooperative agreement, and began to establish a small kingdom in the south.
In the next thousands of years, the magnificent capital of Ilisray, Atonash, became the original shining symbol of the elf civilization.
…………
Brian kept flipping through the book extracted from the bottom layer, and he found that most of the records in the books were history recorded by lich observers and his own evaluations.
Then he opened the penultimate book:
The first time to flourish
－24000DR～－12000DR
Recorder: Oleme's fifty-fifth guardian 's successor' Iomedeiroliri
In this era, the elves civilization from the distant world reached its peak. With the elves winning over orcs, dragons and giants, other races gradually flourished in a safe environment and entered their respective civilization eras.
In the next thousands of years, elves civilizations used their rulers to divide the times. In the elves, 'Lessa' was used to describe an important era or generation according to the specific circumstances.
As a way of dividing the times, it contains the reign of a particular ruler.
-17600DR continental separation:
Hundreds of elves high mages gathered at the gathering place in the center of Feren, and had long forgotten the lessons brought by the destruction of the Tintargier Elf Kingdom centuries ago, casting an elves advanced magic in an attempt to create an elves home full of glory and beauty.
On the day of birth, as the spell extends back and forth in the fog of time, the power of the spell reaches its peak, and the only land is torn apart by the out-of-control power released by the continent.
In the end, hundreds of cities were destroyed, tens of thousands of elves died, and the land of Torrell was permanently changed.
The name Feren no longer belongs to the only land, but refers to the largest continent.
Yongju Island, surrounded by vast oceans, is considered to be part of the Afan plane and a bridge between different planes - appearing on the sea of ​​the Sea of ​​Tracelessness.
Under the blessing of the elf goddess Angelus, the emerald green forests and large numbers of wild animals soon flourished everywhere on the island.
Corilon Larisian protects Yongju Island from Rose, Mara and other Sidrien enemies, and entrusts a unique seed to the noble race on the island.
The seeds sprout quickly and grow into a miniature tree called the Tree of Soul.
As time passed, the souls of the ancient elves who chose to stay in the world of Torrell instead of going to Avando merged into the Soul Tree and slowly strengthened its power.
The prophecy shows that when the elves ended their exile on the island of Chuiyu and finally returned to the mainland, the Soul Tree will be transplanted to Feren.
…………
Just as Brian was tirelessly reading the continental history recorded by the Saruk Lich in the book, he suddenly noticed a cold breeze coming from behind, and the whole room trembled. The cold and bone-cold negative energy surged, making his soul tremble.
Faced with this situation, the rational and clear mind allowed Brian to activate the flash technique set in advance without hesitation, and to distance himself from it instantly.
Then, the moment he turned around, he saw a tall figure appearing in his sight.
The other party was wearing a black robe, and his lower body was a very primitive snake body, entrenched high, with haggard flesh and blood close to the skeleton, the scales were dull and emitting a strong dead aura.
This is a female Saruk Lich, who Bryan guessed the identity of the uninvited guest.
Chapter completed!