The God of Truth was originally a human god, but because of his rebellion, he angered the Shengming Emperor.
The God of Truth fell into a trap and was lured out of the Kingdom of God.
Emperor Shengming took action himself!
It is said that the battle was so violent that the earth shattered and the oceans capsized.
A corner of Shengming Continent completely disappeared, and the nearby plateau became a low-lying swamp.
The God of Truth was about to die, and he took the initiative to pluck out a pair of his own eyes, and then threw himself at the Shengming Emperor regardless of his own safety.
Although Emperor Shengming completely killed the God of Truth, he also missed the opportunity and let the God of Truth's eyes turn into meteors and fly away.
This battle is described in detail in the teachings of the Shengming Sect. After this battle, many bards, composers, and musicians also created many works, praising the power of the Shengming Emperor, the regret of the fall of the God of Truth, and so on.
"I didn't expect it to be the eyes of the God of Truth!"
"Since the fall of the God of Truth, the Shengming Emperor has been sending people to search the world for these eyes."
"I didn't expect that at this moment, I would have one in my hand."
As for how the great elder of the barbarian tribe could exist, Claw Crow, the Cold Sky Ripper, had no idea.
"It is said... that the eyes of the God of Truth can discern the truth of the world and see through all falsehoods."
"If that's the case, then I understand the truth about this Charming Blue Temple."
The claw's eyes sparkled, and he held up the Eye of Truth.
The divine light bursting out from the pupils shone everywhere. Under the divine light, the magnificent temple began to disintegrate, like a phantom slowly dissipating.
Rumble…
Because the divine light continued to shine, the damaged temple began to shake and emit an extremely low roar.
In the corridor of the underwater temple, the shock has not yet spread.
The gold-level necromancer ship ghost was panting.
He was wearing a silver-level robe and holding a silver-level magic wand, the head of which was pointed at a grave in the distance.
This tomb is entirely made of bones and has reached its final stage of closure.
From the last gap, Cang Xu could see the unwilling and angry look on the sea elf leader's clone.
Click.
With a soft sound, the bone mound finally closed completely, completely suppressing the clone of a sea elf commander!
Necromantic Spell - Bone Grave Spell!
This is a fusion of the two necromancy spells of Bone Wall and Bone Hand Cage.
Cang Xu witnessed the entire spell-casting process with his own eyes, and secretly praised in his heart: "The ship ghost's talent is amazing, and his spell-casting skills are superb. I can't compare with him."
"However, if you can be chosen by that person, accepted as an apprentice, and given a badge at the same time, your talent will definitely be the same!"
The ship ghost solidified the bone grave for a moment to confirm that the suppression was truly successful. He exhaled a breath and smiled at Cang Xu: "Thank you for your staff and robe."
After this battle, he had a great impression of Cang Xu.
Not only one of his own, but also Cang Xu lent him equipment without hesitation, showing Cang Xu's determination and trust.
The Necromancer Ship Ghost has always been practicing alone. Although he knows that his mentor has other apprentices, he has never been in contact with other people, let alone contacted them.
Cang Xu was the first "one of his own" he saw.
A person of my own whose taste is very similar to my own.
Cang Xu smiled at the ship ghost: "Senior brother, you use these equipment first, they can play a much greater role in your hands than in my hands."
Ship Ghost nodded: "That's fine, you follow me next, and I will protect you. Our identities have been exposed. This is the Charming Blue Temple, not a place to stay for a long time. We must retreat as soon as possible!"
Cang Xu frowned slightly: "I still have some companions..."
The ship ghost shook his head: "It's too late to save them, let's escape first!"
"Where do you want to escape to?" A sharp shout suddenly came.
The two necromancers looked over and their expressions suddenly changed.
One of the clones of the sea elf commander who had dealt with Zong Ge before had already rushed over to support him.
"Stay back!" the ship ghost ordered, stepping forward to fight.
Cangxu followed the good example and kept retreating, retreating far away to watch the battle from a distance.
The ship ghost fought against the clone of the second sea elf leader.
The two sides were evenly matched and fell into a stalemate for a while.
The leader of the sea elves also practices magic, fighting spirit and divine arts, and has rich and endless methods.
The ship ghost has two new equipments, which have no shortcomings. The necromancer is so weird that it is often hard to guard against.
Cang Xu watched the battle carefully and had no intention of taking action.
He is only a black iron level, and if he intervenes rashly, if he attracts the sea elf commander's clone to attack him, it will be more than the gain is worth the loss.
After all, the rescue of ship ghosts may not always be timely.
Cang Xu also has no intention of giving the magic book to the ship ghost.
Silver-level robes and staffs are all standard. As long as he recruits apprentices, he will teach them the same making methods.
But magic books are different.
The number of pages in a magic book and the magic spells recorded on each page are determined by the mage who created it.
Therefore, robes and staffs can be lent to a ship ghost, but once a magic book is lent to a ship ghost, it will immediately arouse the latter's suspicion and suspicion.
"I'm afraid this will be a protracted battle!" Cang Xu thought while watching the battle.
He remembered clearly that the ship ghost had just accidentally revealed a key piece of information - he was a silver mage three years ago.
"This is impossible!"
"The time doesn't match up."
Everything collected from the secret chamber under the sea can prove that when the ship ghost disguised himself as a cultist and left, he was definitely at the silver level.
The identity of the ship ghost is also confirmed.
His appearance, body shape, etc. are all consistent with the information in the toad's safe.
"Three years... there is no need for the ship ghost to lie to me in this regard."
"Why three years?"
"Obviously it only takes two or three months."
"Something's wrong!"
At this moment, the vibration of the temple was conveyed.
The underwater corridor kept shaking, like an earthquake.
The vibrations quickly became violent, giving Cang Xu a feeling as if he was about to collapse.
"What's going on?!" The warring Necromancer Ship Ghost and the sea elf commander's clone were all surprised.
Their offensive slowed down as a result.
The next moment, the Necromancer's eyes widened, and he was shocked to see the sea elf clone gradually dissipating, like foam and mist!
"What happened?" The necromancer suddenly turned his head and looked at the bone grave he made.
He could feel that the clone of the sea elf commander who had been sealed and suppressed inside had also disappeared.
"Could it be that the time limit for the magic of cloning has expired?" Cang Xu rushed back to the ship ghost.
The ship ghost suddenly made a sound and exclaimed.
He looked at his body in shock. His aura was changing rapidly, falling from the original gold level to the silver level!
At the same time, on another battlefield.
Zong Ge's injuries were horrific and he was already unconscious.
"Struggle is useless, you will eventually die in my hands." The sea elf clone slashed Zong Ge's head.
As soon as the blade touched Zonge's neck, it gradually faded away, and finally disappeared quietly without a trace together with the clone of the sea elf commander.