Chapter 617 Speculation (Second Update, I wish you all a Merry Christmas)
Seeing this familiar scene, Lucian instantly recalled the identity of the Sphinx mummy in front of him, which was the Sphinx King he met while completing the Rhine mission!
At that time, it was sealed in the coffin, and after a brief resurrection, it was killed by itself with pale justice, and fell into a deep sleep again, and when it escaped, it left through the gap in the necromancy, so it witnessed the black, white and gray projection of its mausoleum, witnessed the blood-stained rust-colored light balls, and witnessed the strange reddish-brown "spider silk", and understood that the place where it was really sealed was in the necromancer.
But now, it was directly killed by the Sword of Truth along the projection relationship, and there was no need to worry about being sealed again, because the existence of the complete fall could not be sealed.
"Is this a projection? Sacrifice spiritual wisdom to gain original strength? No wonder my 'Destiny Meteor' can't really destroy it." Douglas speculated that the "Meteor of Destiny" acts on the main body and will destroy all life-saving preparations, but it cannot follow the projection, clones, etc. to severely damage the main body, and can only cause a certain degree of damage.
Lucian said solemnly: "Maybe it's not just because of sacrificing spiritual intelligence, I suspect that it is sealed in the necromancer world because there is a being that wants to extract its divine orb power, by the way, it is Finks, the king of the Sphinx."
"Finks, the legend who died nearly 10,000 years ago?" Douglas was familiar with ancient civilizations, and Finks' mausoleum is still located in the southern desert of the Gusta Empire.
Fernando grasped the key point of Lucian's words: "Divine ball of light?"
Lucian nodded, describing all the details he had seen in the Finks Mausoleum and the reflection of the Necromancer.
If it was mentioned a few years ago that it was a strange ball of light that could not be touched and could not really get close, Douglas, Fernando, Vicente, and others would definitely not know what it was, but now, they were sure without a doubt that this was the divine light cluster!
After a moment of silence, Douglas said solemnly: "From this point of view, the Finx ten thousand years ago may not have really died, but was captured by the people of the necromancer world, sealed in a specific place, using it as the core to condense the divine light ball, and slowly extracting and converting, the projection guarding the Necromancer Temple is just a side effect."
"Hmph, no wonder before the Dawn War began, there were basically no false gods in the main material world! I have searched through all ancient records and found no existence similar to a false god except for the mythological era! I have always been curious about this matter, since so many false gods can emerge during the Dawn War, it means that the main material world also has the conditions to condense divine light balls, but why can there be so many false gods in the newly discovered Xeno space, but not in the main material world? It turns out that people from the necromancer world are spying on everything behind the scenes." Fernando snorted coldly.
Erica frowned: "You mean that every legendary or powerful creature that may condense the divine orb of light has been targeted by the Necromancer? When they are almost successful, let them die 'naturally'?"
"That's pretty much it, I see in the report submitted by Evans that the mysterious existence of the Necromancer Realm has recovered a lot by devouring divine orbs of the same attribute, perhaps, the legends and vassals of the Necromancer Realm captured the Sphinx King to seal it in order to extract and convert the power of divinity." Revenant Lord Vicente said in a cold voice.
For a legend like Phinx, although he would not take the initiative to collect divinity, after being worshipped by all the Sphinx tribes, over time, he would definitely naturally have the condensation of divine brilliance, so he was noticed by the necromancer.
And since it did not really die, the power of spontaneous faith would still converge to the place where it was sealed, so that those who came after it could no longer become "gods".
On the one hand, there is a black hand behind the scenes, and on the other hand, the "sealed" monopolize the channels of faith, which has caused a strange situation where there are no false gods after the Age of Mythology.
In just a few conversations, the six legendary magicians roughly restored this conspiracy that lasted for an unknown number of thousands of years.
The necromancer world has always been spying on and threatening the main material world, and it is definitely not a harmless existence!
This exploration operation is more rewarding than expected!
"However, the sealing ceremony of the necromancer world is very good, and it can actually make the Sphinx King sleep for tens of thousands of years without completely 'decaying'." Klaus shook his head and smiled, using humor to resolve the briefly frozen atmosphere.
Lucian smiled and said: "When you are about to reach the end of your life one day, you can take the initiative to apply for a seal from the legendary undead in the necromancer world, so that tens of thousands of years later, when the dream you crave has the conditions to be realized, you can wake up and truly enjoy it."
"Hey, that's a great idea." Klaus laughed, "But now I can't be careless, I still have a long life to enjoy, and there are still many alchemy dolls waiting for me to go back, but I can't be sealed in the gloomy and gray mausoleum, and then project an abominable appearance to guard the Necromancer Temple."
Douglas took a breath and pointed to the secret entrance not far ahead: "There may be more horror things waiting for us to explore and discover, everyone must be careful."
The decaying corpses of the Sphinx King on the ground, due to the destruction of the main body, completely stopped wriggling, and the tidal black beetles all turned their stomachs to the sky, losing the feeling of mixing life and death, and then, they quickly turned into gray pus and melted into the black soil.
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The old-fashioned and gloomy patterns adorn the pure black gate, shimmering with an unusually cold color, which is daunting.
This entrance seemed to have been specially carved for the Genting Giant, tens of meters high, and according to Adole's description, this should be the smallest gate in the palace complex.
There were many high-level undead similar to Adole floating inside and outside the door, all wearing wide black hooded robes painted with strange and intricate white patterns, guarding the passage tightly.
Douglas frowned slightly and said: "The Necromancer Temple has isolated the spiritual power, and as long as the magic eye I released enters, it will cut off contact, it seems that it can only infiltrate and transform directly."
"Maybe the Necrosanctum is a projection of the mysterious existence of the Necromancer." Revenant Lord Vicente suddenly spoke.
"Very likely." Fernando rarely agreed with Vicente's opinion.
So, under the protection of illusion, the six legendary magicians went towards the gate.
It seemed that Finx was the legend guarding this entrance, so Lucian and the others did not encounter other strong men, under the gaze of dozens of high-level necromancer needle-shaped red rays, they entered generously and naturally, as if they had returned to their own home, without the slightest restraint, and these high-level undead turned a blind eye to this.
All the palaces were pure black, cold and dead, all the gardens had pale faces, weird and terrifying, all the corridors were completely sealed, the spiritual power could not spread outside, and there were many necromancers everywhere, and the smell was unpleasant...... After walking carefully for a long time, Douglas said: "The main hall in front is no longer the 'Lake of Wraith' in Adole's memory, which means that the location has changed, and we have to rely on ourselves next."
Fortunately, there are still coordinate transformation laws left by Maskelin and Viken, and the place where they disappeared was confirmed to be behind the soul fireplace, so as long as you go towards the calculated coordinates, you will inevitably arrive at the soul fireplace that separates the inside and outside.
After calculating the coordinates according to the parameters of the surrounding environment, Lucian and the others continued to move forward, recalculating them every once in a while.
"I feel that the time and space in the Necromancer Temple are abnormal." In front of a large hall, Douglas suddenly stopped, "As if we had come to another world."
Lucian took out the silver-white "moon clock" and looked at it: "Yes, time and space are abnormal, the second hand, minute hand, and hour hand are all jumping around, it seems that time and space will change with every step."
"And the deeper you go, the slower the time flows, and now it's about one day equal to five days outside." Douglas records changes in a magic notebook, which is the duty of the "Pioneer".
Fernando calculated the coordinates of Maskirin's disappearance and the current coordinates: "Maybe it won't be long before we can see the soul hearth."
Along the way, Lucian and the others encountered four legendary undead creatures without spiritual intelligence, and with the cooperation of Vicente and Erica, they successfully deceived them into the past.
"I hope you can find the target by passing through this palace." Douglas turned into gas and got in directly through the gap in the palace gate, without disturbing any magic circle.
In the palace, there are rows of bookshelves, on which are dark yellow books, exuding a strong smell of decay, and on each floor, there are three white candles, emitting a faint pale light, creating an eerie atmosphere with the surrounding black and cold wall tiles.
"Library?" Klaus said a little surprised, "Will there be a library in the Necromancer's Temple?"
No one in that group of necromancers will study hard and improve every day!
Fernando's bright red eyes glowed with a silver-white light, and he looked at the contents of the book through the bookshelf and the cover of the book, without causing the slightest change.
"It is a precious book from different eras, with records of many lost civilizations, such as the mythical era that we can no longer know." After a long time, Fernando whispered.
For magicians, books are one of the best takeaways!
A smile appeared on Douglas' face: "Mark the seat here, then move on, and take the book away when you come back."
Taking away the book now is easy to alarm the legendary necromancer, cause unnecessary changes, and delay the exploration of the soul hearth, and when you come back, you don't have so many worries, and this is a peripheral area, which is in line with the coordinate change law in Adole's memory, and there is no need to crack it separately.
In the flickering white candlelight, Vicente's thin face with only one layer of skin was extremely terrifying, and he said thoughtfully: "It seems that something has changed?"
Fernando's expression sank, and there was a sensation in the mental force field: "Where is Erica?"
Only then did Lucian realize that the "transformation master" Erica who had been in the team was gone! I don't know when it will disappear!
In the windless library, the white candles were light and dark, like strange eyes.
Douglas suddenly had a transparent crystal ball in his hand, and after a faint light, his right hand suddenly stretched out and squeaked, opening an invisible door.
The surrounding time and space changed, and a secret room appeared in the library.
In the secret room, a strange man with black hair and red lips was grabbing Erica and hugging her in his arms, two pointed teeth dug deep into her neck, and Erica's flaxen eyes seemed to have lost their brilliance, and her expression was stagnant and frozen.
Sensing the opening of the secret room door, the strange man in a gorgeous robe suddenly turned his head, his abnormally pale face contrasted with the bright red of his mouth in a terrifying contrast, and the blood dropped from the corner of his mouth, laughing wildly:
"It's been a long time since I've had such delicious blood!"
He thought that Douglas, Lucian, and others would be scared, frightened, and briefly lose their minds, but all he could see was a sarcastic smile - except for Vicente, it was difficult for him to have a normal expression.
In surprise, he pinched his neck in pain, as if something was burning his soul inside, and the blood on his mouth glowed with divine light.
Erica in his hand had returned to normal at some point, opened his hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped his neck, and sneered: "Didn't your mother tell you not to drink other people's blood casually? Especially a transformation master."
The second watch, ask for recommended tickets~ There is a third watch in the evening, accompanying everyone to spend Christmas.
(End of this chapter)