The Ideal of the Remnant City Across the Sky Chapter 74 Giant Corpse Spider
"What is that?" the clerk asked in confusion. It is possible that there is no such drink as yogurt in Se'an or even in the principality. Zogwen only drank it in the Kingdom of Anguiku.
At this time, he felt an inexplicable chill behind him. This was not a real feeling, but some kind of supernatural warning.
He immediately looked back and saw a beautiful and cold-looking girl walking on the street wearing a black priest's uniform.
"Guest, how many pieces of bread do you want?" the clerk asked.
"Um...ten yuan." Zogwen didn't even look back, causing many people to look back.
"One paise, thank you for your patronage." This is enough for Zogwen to eat nine meals for three days.
After taking out the money, he left the sales window with the paper bag and cautiously looked at the pastor who just passed by again.
But the girl in the priest uniform had already walked far away, and her speed was very fast. Of course, this was compared to a pedestrian, and Zogwen could definitely keep up.
He happened to be going to visit the temple himself, so he thought he might as well follow him all the way there.
I followed the girl across the double-hole bridge and finally arrived at the high cliff where the church was located. The passers-by along the way just glanced at the girl a few more times without any more curiosity.
Finally, the girl entered the church of the God of Death... and leaning against the wall at the door was a girl who looked very similar to her but was slightly shorter, wearing an inconspicuous gray cloak.
Zogwen was very interested in everything in front of him, but it was difficult to show it. So he glanced at the cloaked girl while walking towards the church.
"Adora, you should liberate her soul." The person who spoke was a plump middle-aged priest at the desk - of course he was wearing a well-fitting priest's uniform. And the church was full of stone benches.
Even the desk is made of stone, and there are traces of fire on the stone floor and walls.
"Sister is no longer an unclean creature, and she has also passed the church's safety test, hasn't she? The church is just pedantic, sister, let's go." Zogwen hadn't entered the door yet, and he was leaning against the threshold.
The girl started to walk out, and the taller girl wearing a priest's uniform turned and walked towards the door.
The older pastor on the desk just looked at it and didn't say anything else.
"So they are sisters? They both believe in the God of Death together..." Zogwen muttered a few words to himself and walked into the church.
"It's a joke, I'm just a blasphemer." The shorter girl's voice was hoarse, but it must have been pleasant before. It was not difficult to hear, and there was a spell material bag on her waist. The taller girl did not react at all.
Neither of them wore holy symbols...
Naturally, the pastor in the church still looked at the door: "You are not a believer, what do you want?"
"I am a traveler who has traveled far and wide. When I came to Se'an today, I naturally came to the church to pay homage and observe the local customs. This is the church of the God of Death, right?"
Zogwen smiled and performed what he thought was the correct principality salute, and then looked respectfully at the clergy in front of him.
"Speak directly if you have something to say."
"It seems that you prefer a straightforward approach to greetings. I am here to inquire about the whereabouts of an archmage." Zogwen revealed his purpose.
"who?"
"It is said that he is a mage who lives alone on an island near Se'an. As for the name, it is difficult for me to know. The great mages are probably somewhat mysterious."
"Then you should be looking for the magician who just left."
"Oh? Which way are you going?" Zogwen was a little excited, as if he had broken through iron shoes and found nowhere.
Turning around, he saw that the opponent was not far away, and with Zogwen's speed, he could catch up.
"Farewell, everyone, thank you for your guidance." I don't know what's going on in my head when facing one person. "Ladies, please stay!"
"What are you doing?" The short girl named Adora turned around and asked, her voice still hoarse.
"Hello, you two, I am Zogwen, a traveler who has traveled around the world." Zogwen bowed and saluted, and then took out the letter of introduction.
"May I ask if one of you two is a mage who lives on an isolated island?"
Adora took the letter, read it, and whispered: "I'm looking for the great mentor, come with me..."
"Then please lead the way." Zogwen suppressed his joy.
Adora and her sister arrived outside the city. After leaving the west gate for a while, they could see a forest. Finally, Adora chose a place where the trees were not too dense and used the teleportation circle.
"It's such a useful spell." Zogwen sighed.
The destination of the teleportation is an ordinary stone room with a lot of dust that looks like it has not been used for a while.
Adora took her sister and Zogwen to the lowest level from the main staircase of the suspected underground castle. There were also some floors in this place being used, and there were sounds of explosions.
"Just ask, is there a fight going on on these floors?" Zogwen was very ignorant.
"Experiment." Adora said after arriving at the place: "The Grand Master is in the realm of the underworld behind the door." At the lowest level that was finally reached, there was only a space door made of bones, the kind that was permanent.
This is even better, after all, Zogwen originally planned to take a way from the realm of the underworld to the earth elemental plane.
Zogwen nodded to the two of them, and then walked inside. Behind the door was an ice crystal palace, with a lich sitting on the throne of the ice crystal palace and reading a book.
"I didn't expect that the famous Great Magister would be such an interesting senior. Hello, Mr. Magister, I am the contractor Zogwen Indoril who travels around the world. I came here to visit my senior and I have something to ask of you.
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[Contractor of elemental life, interesting, tell me.] The lich's words were directly transmitted from the forcibly established spiritual connection.
"It's like this. I have a treasure that I need to go to the earth elemental plane to get, but I haven't learned the cross-border teleportation spell. So I traveled all over the continent during this time and finally found you. Thanks to you
Bolan’s captain of the royal guard’s recommendation.” As he spoke, he presented the letter of introduction with the hand of a mage.
[Oh? Have you ever been to the Orc Youchang Kingdom?] The great mentor showed some interest.
"Actually, no, I met him in Bolan. I didn't go to the Orc Youchang Kingdom in person. In short, he helped solve a problem there and then got an introduction." But he is the royal guard of the principality.
How long does it have to do with orcs? Their intelligence is really lower than that of normal people.
"I haven't been there, what a pity." The Grand Master didn't care about the mistake in Zogwen's mouth.
[Then go ahead, turn left 75 degrees and go straight for 7,000 miles.]
"Will there be a portal there that I expected?" Bandrow said in a dream here. "Thank you very much for your guidance... I would like to ask you, why do you want to set up the castle in the realm of the underworld?"
[This place is quite close to both the air elemental plane and the water elemental plane.] The great master only conveyed this sentence.
"Then I'll see you again. I'll say goodbye."
Zogwin could fly at the same speed as walking. Although it was not as fast as flying, it still did not require detours on some complicated terrain. However, the journey still took more than sixty days.
This trip has not stopped except for necessary rest. Of course, there is nothing to stop. This outer plane is extremely desolate and full of unclean creatures. Fortunately, most of them can't fly.
Just as he was approaching the place, Zogwen saw a dense normal forest in this plane without normal life. "Oh? Is there a forest here too? It's a new scenery that I have never seen before...
"
Although a forest of this size is ordinary in the material plane, the sun in this plane is gray-black, the stars are purple, and there is only one red moon where photosynthesis cannot occur. There is still a forest of this size.
Why exactly? Whether we should land and take a look is a question.
Without thinking much, Zogwen flew to the edge of the forest and landed slowly. Under the shining of the purple stars, he took a closer look at these weird forests. However, the forest was not big. Once you got closer, you could find the edge further away.
A fierce battle took place.
Hearing someone fighting, he naturally sneaked over to take a look. He cast an invisibility spell on himself, then surrounded himself with the breeze of the air giant, and slowly flew over.
In the front, a warrior wearing tattered heavy armor, holding a spear, and able to cast spells was fighting a giant spider composed of huge bones and corpses. This human warrior had no face shield, and his hair was already a bit long.
"Are you also a traveler passing by? We are both lost in the world, so let's give him a little help." Then, Zogwen appeared from the void, intending to save this unknown warrior.
While continuing to fly and approaching at a rapid pace, he summoned an evil spirit from the outer plane and shaped it. Finally, an evil ghost with huge sharp horns appeared!
Its wings seemed to have been burned by flames, and the wing membranes were in pieces, but it still maintained an extremely fast moving speed.
And this unknown warrior quickly performed fifteen levels in a row. This was an amazing combat ability that Zogwen had never heard of. In the words of the Principality of Cyrus, this was the Sword Master level.