In the dim underground tunnel, Brian shone with a faint light, setting him forward like a phantom.
He walked towards the interior of Oleme as he followed Seth's instructions, while listening to His message about Saruk Witch.
"Even if the wizards who have reached the legendary realm have their life span, their life span will last one day." Seth's old thought rang out in Brian's mind:
"The vast majority of powerful witches were not worried about dying in the long river of time on the eve of the demise of the empire. After all, restoring the empire is an extremely long thing, and they must be prepared for such a long struggle. Therefore, these sixty-six legendary witches resolutely chose to transform into lichs. The purpose is to wait for opportunities and let the glory of the creator race be reproduced in the material world."
"So you're so sure that these witches will definitely help you, right?" Brian asked curiously.
He thought that after a series of plans completely failed, Seth first thought was to choose to return to the witch spire and continue to endure and wait.
Unexpectedly, the other party wanted to go with him to meet the "Prophet of the Earth" Axindo.
Isn’t He afraid of these witches dealing with Him?
This made Brian really confused. After all, when he was fighting the wich, he had already vaguely understood that the most important part of Seth's return plan was to completely control these group of Saruk Lichs who had lived for tens of thousands of years.
Now that the plan has failed, the first thing He has to do is to leave as soon as possible to avoid being angry with Wu Yu. Instead, he will rise up the opposite way and continue to follow him, trying to persuade them to help him with his own tongue.
Obviously, this is hard and I want to be soft.
"How do you know if you don't try it?" Seth snorted and retorted, "I will never let go of any method that can help me restore my divine power. Even if the success rate of this method is minimal, I will try it."
In fact, He tried to convince the Saruk Witch to help him, but only one of the purposes of following Brian. His biggest intention was to see how many of the sixty-six Saruk Lichs who had lived here in seclusion for tens of thousands of years have survived to this day.
Although these lichs rely on the talented sleeping ability of reptiles, they can stop the essential madness of the undead creatures such as lichs and prevent their consciousness from being gradually corroded.
But tens of thousands of years have passed, and Seth does not think that all lichs can withstand it. You must know that even his servant, the wich whose body was destroyed by Brian, was paid a great price to maintain a clear consciousness and survive until now.
Brian naturally didn't know that Seth had thought so much in his mind, or that after learning that the other party had no threat to him, he was too lazy to guess the other party's true intentions that had nothing to do with him.
"You are quite persistent."
He just laughed, said casually, and then continued to move forward.
After a while, he found that he had arrived at the end of the tunnel without realizing it.
Presenting to me is a wall, engraved with various lifelike murals from the Creator's Race Period, mainly reptile scaly creatures.
He raised his staff, pointed at a more eye-catching Saruk witch on the mural, and then quickly recited a spell.
In an instant, the Saruk Wushou murals shone with light golden light, passing through ripples like rippling water waves, spreading towards all the murals around them at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In a trance, Brian seemed to feel a vicissitudes of desolation and desolation coming to his face. The images and background on the murals seemed to have come alive, and they were deeply impressed in front of him, making him feel as if he was within the territory of the creator race of ancient times.
Just as he wanted to carefully look at the surrounding environment, his expression suddenly paused. This feeling was like he was clearly having a dream full of realism, but was awakened by external forces without any warning, so that after he recovered his consciousness, he seemed confused.
Brian was startled and quickly activated various supernatural abilities to defend his mind. After dispelling this unknown force that affected his mind, his mind became clear.
Then he saw that the mural in his sight had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a magic curtain condensed from deep blue energy, like a substance.
He held his breath and focused, casting the detection magic of the prophecy, trying to observe what was hidden behind the curtain.
However, what disappointed him was that his mental power was immediately rebounded when it touched the curtain, as if he was giving him a warning, which made him even feel a faint stinging pain in his mind.
Fortunately, the damage was not great and it did not have any substantial impact on him.
"Don't waste your time any more." Seth's old thought rang out in the depths of Brian's mind:
"All magic circles here are built with the mysterious magic ball as the core. If you attack this magic curtain, it means you are attacking the mysterious magic ball at the core. It is impossible to crack it. It's better to walk over it honestly."
Speaking of the mysterious magic ball, Brian suddenly thought of a question and asked again, "Didn't you say before that your lich servant is not one of the sixty-six Saruk witches, why can she mobilize the power of the mysterious magic ball when she is fighting with me?"
"This starts with Ashindo's choice to leave Oleme when he is an observer and guardian."
Seth said to Brian without hiding it, "My servant is the witch of the Meltshock Empire. On the eve of the empire's demise, she also chose to transform herself into a lich and shoulder the great mission of restoring the empire. In order to resist the erosion of the lich's mad will, she deliberately asked a great sage of Meltshock to seal herself in a thick amber coffin and hide it in my temple."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Later, the empires established by the three creator races perished one after another, and even my temple was destroyed as the years passed, and this temple where the lich coffin was stored was not spared. It was discovered by the snake people who had already defected to the evil god Sate on the Chult Peninsula. These snake people originally planned to sacrifice this corpse to Sate, but I accidentally discovered it and used divine power to awaken her from a long sleep. After she killed the snake people who tried to sacrifice herself, she went to the narrow sea, which is the current supreme glacier, and took advantage of Asindo to leave Oleme City and replace his position with my divine power."
"When Naseriel was destroyed and Ashindo secretly controlled Naseriel people and helped him to restore the creator race failed, he was discouraged and returned to Oleme City and fell into a long and distant sleep."
"Obviously, before Ashindo fell asleep, he didn't know that someone had taken this opportunity to replace his observation and guardian position. Is that true?" Brian expressed his guess, "or you used your divine power to cover up the trace of the wich, making Ashindo mistakenly believe that Oleme City has not changed since he left."
"Your guess is right," Seth admitted frankly, "Asindo did not realize that someone had replaced him, and even the new observer had woken up, and then fell asleep."
"So that's it." Brian showed a sudden look when he heard this. This could explain why after the demise of the Naserel Empire, the prophet of the Earth, who played an important position in the field of the Great Arcanist, disappeared inexplicably. It turned out that there were so many secrets hidden here.
This means that when he had just fought with the wich, he accidentally woke the sleeping Saruk Lich, but he helped them by chance.
No wonder Seth is so angry.
After Brian sighed secretly, he stopped talking, raised his footsteps, and walked in without hesitation.
The moment he stepped into the magic curtain, Brian felt as if he had entered some mysterious time tunnel, and it seemed that the time was passing rapidly around him was distorting and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This strange situation did not last long, and he came to a solemn and melodious underground city ruins.
The city that appeared before him was completely a completed ancient ruin, with white spires rising from the ground shrouded in soft and warm light, so that Brian could not feel that he had come to a huge cave deep underground like a dark and damp like a dark elves, and it was more like a surface ruin bathed in the soft sun.
Because there is no imagined darkness here, all corners are shrouded in light cast from countless white spires.
Moreover, as a race of ancient times, Saruk Wushu did not have the primitive and barbaric atmosphere here, which gave him a sense of history as heavy and vicissitudes as an ancient library.
A burst of profound and magnificent aura, even if he didn't deliberately feel it, he felt that they were already coming to his face. Even the Golden Dragon Paralandaks couldn't help but sigh.
From this we can see that this is simply a living history.
About 37,000 years ago, glaciers melted, oceans retreated, and dry land emerged from the water. A long ice age ended and a recorded history began.
In the ancient times before the separation of the continent, several continents called Feren, Karatu, Maztec and Zakara were only part of the supercontinent named Merulobros, and none of the dozen common races living in the countries appeared in this distant era.
There are no civilized races on the Merulobrus continent - elves, dwarves, halflings and gnomes, and the barbaric races - goblins, orcs, ogres and their relatives have never appeared.
Although humans were born during this period, they were extremely primitive and no different from monkeys, using simple tools and living in caves.
This is the era of Thunder, which belongs to the Eiqa-Tel Quiser elves, which means: the race before the people, that is, the race of the legendary creator.
Brian did not expect that in his lifetime, he could witness a complete city ruin in ancient times, and the city of Oleme, called the "City of Thousand Towers", the capital of the Eastospheffeffer Empire, one of the three creator empires.
From the age of the ancient Thunder, the city experienced the battle between dragons and giants in the dawn era, witnessed the prosperity of the Elf Empire, the decline of the Crown War, and the pioneering era that marked the rise of all humanoid biological civilizations.
Finally, as the elves and dwarfs declined, humans rose, and the dramatic dominance of the world of Torrell.
The powerful mechanical empire Imaska, the arcane empire Neseril, Kalinshan, Murholland and Enth, Zamdas, Nafel, etc.
Brian, who gradually came to his senses, no longer delayed his time. He ignored the open traffic road ahead, and directly locked in the most glorious temple in the center of the city, and walked straight over.
As the center of the entire city, this tall tower, also made of white marble, is undoubtedly very conspicuous.
It was bathed in countless colorful and constantly jumping demon fire, and the streaming light projected around it was as colorful as a dream.
Without any barrier, Brian easily lifted up the white marble steps and walked into the spacious and bright hall of the tower.
The layout of this hall is obviously telling him about an ancient era that has long disappeared in the long river of time.
Dozens of tall marble columns lead directly to the hall, and the white marble surface is carved with countless winding upward gold-plated etchings, like woven magic ropes, passing through jade gems with spiral veins.
And in the deepest part of the hall, there is an emerald gem shining with soft glory.
The bright gem was carved by fine craftsmanship into a giant claw that pushed upwards, looking like the claw of some kind of reptile.
A throne surrounded by three jade-carved snakes, just in the center of the scales.
What surprised Brian was that on this seat surrounded by a jade snake, there was a skeleton with its whole body falling apart.
This obviously decaying skeleton was shrouded in a ragged gray robe.
The moment Brian's eyes fell on it, he found that the skeleton was squirming at a slow speed.
Then under his gaze, the disintegrating bones and joints were automatically spliced ​​together one by one, supporting the broken gray robe.
With the cracks of ancient bones, a skull covered with cracks and extremely weathered slowly floated out of the collar of the robe in strange way.
When it fell on the skeleton's neck tightly, two dim soul fires suddenly appeared in the hollow eye sockets.
The skeleton stared at Brian with its hollow eye sockets. It had no lips, and its teeth-covered mouth cracked strangely with a smile, and its tone was hoarse and stiff:
Chapter completed!