Bang, bang, bang...

There was a violent sound, and the earth shook.

"Third uncle, what happened?!"

Everyone felt the fierce fighting in the abyss cave. This was a bizarre situation they had never encountered before. The energy fluctuations just now were so large that the entire pyramid formation on Earth Demon Island trembled. It was absolutely

It was the action of a super master.

When they saw that the third uncle, who had great magical powers, fled in embarrassment, everyone's expressions changed greatly in shock.

Could it be that the operation failed?

The third uncle had now transformed into the steely black-haired ape form, but he was still panting. It was obvious that he had been extremely dangerous just now.

He looked at everyone with confused eyes and sighed: "The 'Evil Eye Emperor' has long sensed my existence. It is deliberately eating away at the seal and luring me in for a decisive battle... In fact, its spiritual tentacles can already cover it.

The whole cave temple!"

After a pause, he said with a complicated expression: "The moment I entered, it controlled several elders. If I hadn't been prepared, I would have almost been hit!"

"What!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

The spiritual tentacles of the "Slant-Eyed Emperor" cover the entire first floor of the temple, which means that the pure-hair tribe cannot even go in and kill those "spiritual puppets", and can only watch helplessly as those abyss monsters destroy the seal.

The controlled elders were a minor matter, but if the "Evil-Eyed Emperor" really entered the underground layer of the Dao, the entire Earth Demon Island would probably become a purgatory on earth, and it would also push the pure-hair tribe into an unprecedented danger!

"Is everything over..."

No one thought that the tenth-level "Evil-Eyed Emperor" could have broken the seal long ago, but they never took action. They were afraid that the third uncle would kill it even if they both died together, so Zangzhuo spared a hand.

Now...that monster has been guarded, and the pure fur tribe has completely lost its trump card. This last barrier seal will probably be destroyed in a short time!

All the Pure Mao tribesmen who had originally been looking forward to it and placing their last hope on their third uncle, now had only despair in their eyes.

If the third uncle didn't get any benefits, then it would really be a critical moment for their pure-haired tribe to be exterminated...

The tiger-faced patriarch looked at his third uncle and asked in a trembling voice: "Third uncle, then... what should we do now?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on the third uncle.

"call..."

But what surprised them was that the black-haired old ape's third uncle gradually recovered into a little old man. His eyes were not as bleak and lifeless as others, but also shone with a glimmer of hope.

He turned his head and looked at the human swordsman behind him, and asked: "Boy Raymond, you have seen the current situation, do you think it can still be done?"

Hearing this, all the Pure Mao people were stunned.

what happened?

How could the third uncle ask a human for help?

Or such a weak extraordinary person?

...

Originally, today's plan was not really for Third Uncle to fight to the death against the Evil-Eyed Emperor.

Although something went wrong, it wasn't too bad.

Raymond listened to his third uncle's inquiry and said truthfully: "Well... yesterday I took a closer look at the pyramid formation base on the island. If I can repair those old formation bases from the Knicks era, even the 'evil one'

Eye Emperor' won't be able to break out of the ground in a short time. But...but if we want to completely solve the problem, we probably have to think of other ways."

"call..."

The third uncle nodded and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But the densely packed pure-hair tribe began to whisper among each other.

"What! Can those old formations that are thousands of years old still be repaired?"

"Impossible! That was the formation built by the high priest during the Knicks era using ancient methods. Now even the activation method has been lost, let alone repaired..."

"But...since Third Uncle brought him here, maybe there is really a way?"

"..."

When they heard what Raymond said, the first reaction of the pure-haired tribesmen was that it was impossible. But when they looked at the firm expressions of the third uncle and Helen, they were also confused.

Obviously neither of them doubted what the young man in front of them said.

They looked at Raymond again, and their eyes gradually changed from suspicion to hope.

No matter whether it is slim or not, they will try their best to grasp any hope now.

The third uncle raised his eyebrows slightly and confirmed again: "How sure are you?"

Raymond nodded: "I asked my friend, as long as the materials are enough, she said there is almost no problem."

"That's good."

After hearing this, the third uncle's frown finally relaxed.

Only then did the Pure Mao people on the side understand that the original Third Uncle brought these humans to the island not just because they were Elder Helen’s saviors, but because they were invited to help them repair the Knicks-era artifacts on the island.

The base of the old pyramid.

The third uncle said with a serious face: "If you need any materials, just tell Quinn directly. No matter what you need, our entire family will do our best to support you."

Quinn is the tiger-faced patriarch.

Raymond nodded: "Well, I'll do my best."

The hundreds of people who are qualified to stand here are the top few of the Pure Mao Tribe. Even in the world of navigation, they are all strong ones. But at this moment, they all pricked up their ears and listened to the story of Third Uncle and Gong.

Raymond's conversation was silent.

Hearing that Raymond once again confirmed that those ancient formations could be repaired, they were finally moved, and the light of hope gradually appeared in their desperate eyes.

"Can it really be repaired?"

"This... aren't those ancient formations only capable of being repaired by our High Priest of Nyx? How could that young man..."

"If the ancient formation foundation can really be repaired, maybe the trouble can really be solved..."

"..."

Raymond's scalp was numb due to the scorching gazes of everyone. At this moment, he was like a savior, being watched by the high-level beings of the pure-hair tribe.

Surrounded by tigers, leopards, bears, and wolves, ferocious pure-haired beasts with eyes as sharp as knives... they could crush him to pieces at every level.

Like a group of beasts watching, a trembling little sheep.

If this group of people were not hostile, if they were enemies, their momentum would have been frightening.

.......

Not long after, Raymond began to repair the ancient formation base on Earth Demon Island under the spotlight.

He originally thought that he could pretend to be cool since he understood the "Lunas Ancient Text", but he didn't expect that he had just read some secret ancient books that only the High Priest of Nyx had mastered, and his head immediately went numb.

It's like if you understand words, and you are given a set of classical Chinese texts that have no origin at all to translate, you will have no clue at all. If you separate them, you will know all the words; if you serialize them, you will be completely confused.

Raymond also thought that this kind of high priest's lineage was passed down to keep the knowledge secret. In fact, it was not that simple... Those high-level inheritances were only passed down to the high priest's lineage. In addition to keeping it secret, it was mostly because the knowledge was too high-end and was not practical at all.

A level that ordinary people can access and master.

Only through the lineage inheritance of the high priest and the initiation inheritance of "Divinity Pattern·Wind Demon Cave" can one master such a vast amount of profound knowledge. It is impossible for others to reach such terrifying heights in their lifetime.

This is destined to mean that only a small number of people can understand the advanced knowledge of the Nyx civilization, such as characters, contracts, star positions, spiritual maps, oracles, fumigation, gold making, spiritual travel, sealing portals, and phosphorus removal projections.

..

Each item can be compiled separately into a profound knowledge.

In the end, Raymond also gave up his plan to learn more about this mysterious subject, and just acted as an operator and dialed the phone number of Mr. Ilya.

"Hey, Ilya..."

"Uncle, why are you looking for me? Do you miss me again?"

"I have a little trouble to ask you. I want to ask what the phrase 'the half-elf's black sparks bloom' means?"

"That's a sealing spell. Where did you see this spell? Is it recorded in the ancient Runas script? Then you have to be careful. You can't recite that spell casually. There should be another sentence after it.

'The shadow side of the sun', this is an upside-down trap..."

"Oh. Then what I told you yesterday was that the array base did not light up when it was charging. What was the reason?"

"Then you have to 'make gold' again, melt the gold at a high temperature of 1200 degrees, add 35% pure blood of the mountains, and water the flower juice of black grapes to cool down...Uncle, you have to pay attention to controlling the temperature, and you will never make mistakes."

"What should I draw on the incomplete totem of the formation base? There is a bird, an elephant, and a snake on this formation base..."

"Uncle, that's not a bird or an elephant! That's the totem animal of our Knicks, the Sky Eagle, the Elephant Lord, the Krait... If you draw a 'three-tailed squirrel', the elders of the Pure Mao Tribe should

I know. Remember to use the outline method to draw one stroke without any breaks, and use cold-attribute ink like tiger-striped octopus..."

"..."

When he first repaired the array base, Raymond thought he could still do it alone, but after hearing this, his head was getting bigger and bigger. It was like low-end processors couldn't handle high-order algorithms, so they were inefficient and prone to errors.
To be continued...