In the castle, Shen Zhao was flipping through the magic book and talking casually to Daolong, who was in contact with magic.
"Your Majesty, is your news out of date? I have searched this forest and cannot find any magic fluctuations." Daolong asked with some suspicion on his face.
After nearly a day of searching, it was normal to suspect that he had been deceived, but Shen Zhao had no intention of deceiving him.
"Although I said it was in the forest, it's not necessarily true." Shen Zhao looked for the spell he wanted and said casually: "Inheriting memories is a long time ago, and the forest is not only about expansion, right?"
"You mean outside the forest?" The suspicion in Daolong's eyes disappeared because he thought that the chance of Shen Zhao deceiving him was almost zero.
After all, this transaction is regarded as revenge for the person who is performing the mission first. If it is really a lie, it has no meaning except to play with him.
"Look for it yourself. Although that tribe is immortal, they are just weak humans. It's best to hurry up. Tara is in a hurry." Shen Zhao said, waving his hand to close the communication.
The people who got the Cup of Life were just an ordinary human tribe, with at most some low-level mages, although I don’t know why they couldn’t pile up a great mage in endless time.
But this is not important. When Tara arrives, the four bosses will appear at the same time, and the setting of only one demon appearing will be almost broken.
Blue Star should be quite lively by then, maybe we should release two demons?
Thinking of these things, Shen Zhao's eyes froze. The magic he had been looking for was finally found.
It was a contact magic, but it was different from other magics because it was a spell used internally by the demon monarch, and it touched upon the demon's authority.
Looking back at the sand sculpture of the Holy Lord, Shen Zhao began to study it. This magic was not something he could handle with his current level of magic. He had to improve it first.
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The Daolosaurus on the other side also found the Lost City of Mantab.
He looked at the air barrier in front of him in silence. It was outrageous that he didn't feel such a simple secret magic just now.
Just when Daolong was about to break this secret magic, he paused. The two dark warriors who stayed behind to monitor Xiaoyu from afar came with the news that when Dad and his party were flying back to China... they found Immortality.
Armor of the Gods?
Daolon's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. How could it be such a coincidence? Just when the shadows were revived and no one could care about it, he couldn't find anything.
But when everything calmed down over there, someone else found the God Armor when he found it? Was he that unlucky?
A mysterious spell appeared in Daolong's mouth, and a cloud of blue smoke gradually appeared in front of him, with a Tai Chi shape gradually appearing on it.
When he saw what was above clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly and he murmured: "How come it has grown so much?"
This magic is a magic that detects changes in black energy and righteousness between heaven and earth. Only the demon clan and the immortal god clan can see the changes in black energy and righteousness in real time.
Others, even archmages, need to use specialized magic if they want to see these changes.
To Daolong's surprise, the Tai Chi in front of him was more than a circle larger than the last time he checked it, and the black energy was almost one-third larger than the positive energy.
How could Daolosaurus not know what this meant?
His brows were furrowed and his eyes were full of deep thought: "No wonder...no wonder..."
Daolong thought of many things, such as the sudden feeling that his shackles were no longer so strong, and the path to ascent was reopened.
Another example is why Dad can break through the Archmage in front of him, or why he fails every time.
These questions were answered after seeing the current balance of yin and yang. Now is the era of black energy, and righteous creatures will receive the blessing of destiny.
This is just like in the era of righteousness, when black energy creatures are dormant, they will not be discovered. They are all blessed by destiny.
Otherwise, why would the Saints wipe out everything in the world after completing their mission? Isn't that why they can't be found?
"A new round of destiny..." Daolong's eyes gradually became empty, and he saw many signs on the negative side of Tai Chi.
But one of the three most conspicuous signs is his, which shows that the original scenario of hiding and doing research after summoning Tara is basically impossible to happen.
After all, he has already joined the game. Even if he hides, he will be disturbed by various accidents until he is forced to enter the world.
What's more, the person he sent to him by accident also represents something.
"It's time to revive..." The space around Daolong murmured began to distort, and a powerful aura surged out of him.
The building like a transparent wall in front gradually appeared in this aura, and a huge lost city appeared in reality.
Daolon's eyes gradually focused. He had been studying Daolong all his life, but when he got old, he actually encountered the collision of a new era.
He was not arrogant about this kind of thing. He glanced at the simple dragon head symbol at the highest point of the shadow side of Tai Chi, and a smile appeared on Daolong's old face.
The blue smoke around him gradually began to dissipate, and the Tai Chi in the air disappeared at this moment. His eyes looked at the Mantab of the Lost City. The chaos inside had begun. Groups of soldiers wearing strange costumes held long weapons in their hands.
The spears began to gather.
"@#!@￥"
A mysterious and ancient language came out of Daolong's mouth, and powerful magic power surged around, gradually building a six-pointed star array.
The next moment, in the frightened eyes of those soldiers, countless black air creatures crawled out of the six-pointed star formation and rushed towards the soldiers violently.
This horrific scene frightened the residents of the Lost City. Although they were over a thousand years old on average, they had been trapped in this small city and had not seen much of the world.
As soon as these black energy creatures rushed, the seemingly elite soldiers began to panic. In just a moment, they were rushed to pieces, and a tragic massacre began.
Daolong strolled leisurely among the tide of black gas creatures, and those strange creatures with black smoke all avoided him and pounced into the crowd.
He was not surprised at all by the defeat of the soldiers. This was ancient magic. Although the black energy creature summoned was only a model built by his magic power, this did not affect the power of this magic.
This magic may not be useful against powerful people of the same level, but for cleaning up people, it is considered a magical skill.
Countless dark creatures constructed from magic were slaughtering crazily. Some soldiers who were not timid could even fight back to kill these creatures, but fear was always the greatest human emotion.
This grotesque creature has brought infinite terror to the people who have been trapped in the city for thousands of years.
Daolong walked to a main hall as if there was no one around, and the smell of blood around him was extremely pungent.
A man in front of him who was dressed completely differently from the others looked at Daolong solemnly. He was the king of this city, but now he had no way to deal with Daolong. He could only use this seemingly decent way to win.
Negotiation: "Wizard, we have been hiding from the world, don't you remember offending you?"
"It's just a crime to possess a jade." Daolong said and waved his hand, and a powerful dark warrior appeared in front of him and rushed forward without any hesitation.
It goes without saying that the Cup of Life is important, and negotiation is even more unnecessary. After all, once the Cup of Life is left, the tribe will die in an extremely short time. This chapter has been completed!
