Chapter five hundred and twentieth eight bottomless fountain, strict, decipher
When you walk into the small building, the light suddenly dims, as if there is a thin film covering everything. It not only blocks the outside skylight, but also keeps everything in the small building tightly isolated, without any leakage.
"Is this a closed barrier?" Moriarty asked casually, looking at the slightly camouflaged hazy light source above his head.
"Yes." Surprised by the other party's sensitivity, Mrs. Dorothy immediately frowned slightly, but she still told the truth.
"It seems that your department is really engaged in some very special undertakings." Moriarty nodded, but said nothing more.
Then, under the guidance of Mrs. Dorothy, the two passed through a special spiral staircase inside the small building and began to descend slowly. But what is quite interesting is that this spiral staircase is so long that it is almost impossible to see the bottom at a glance.
There is a certain kind of enchantment, and the effect of the enchantment is actually an "anti-supernatural force field", and its strength is very impressive.
In other words, as long as you have not reached the fifteenth level of the Super Ultimate, you can only rely on walking when passing this spiral staircase. All other magic or divine spells have been blocked by the "anti-supernatural force field" and cannot produce any effect.
"This kind of road should be a big problem for some old legal officials who lack exercise."
One after another, Mrs. Dorothy and Moriarty descended step by step. About ten minutes later, the two of them had descended more than 100 meters, but still did not see the arrival of their destination. Moriarty couldn't help but
A smile breaks the silence.
"Relatively speaking, the body of the magician is a bit weak. But the most important thing for the undead warlock is time. If you go slowly, you will always reach it."
Without looking back, Mrs. Dorothy said directly.
Indeed, necromancers usually use necromancy magic to more or less "transform" their bodies, making their lifespan and toughness far beyond that of ordinary races, so they have more time to engage in research. Even if someone is willing to give up all life -
If a person transforms into a "lich" through a special ceremony, his natural lifespan will be almost as long as that of a giant dragon.
"Right."
Moriarty laughed silently again.
This arrangement is undoubtedly to control the speed of entry and exit here. Even if something happens, as long as they are not super powerful, it will obviously not be easy for other infiltrators to enter or leave, and they will be easily discovered.
This also reflected the uniqueness of the secrets of this place. Moriarty's expectations couldn't help but be a little higher.
After walking for another quarter of an hour, the spiral staircase finally extended to the bottom. At this altitude, it is estimated to have reached a depth of more than 200 meters into the heart of the mountain.
At the end of the spiral staircase is a closed bone door. On the lintel, there is a line of strange words about the size of a fist that exudes a faint halo. Moriarty recognized at a glance that those words were the same as the hieroglyphics summoned by the Lord of Amon whom he had seen before.
They are very similar and should come from the same source.
Before the two of them could get closer, the line of text suddenly started to flash, and even the slightest bit of pale light fell on the person who came.
For a moment, Moriarty felt enveloped in endless silence and death, and almost couldn't help but activate the purifying power in his incarnation to resist. But fortunately, this terrible feeling disappeared in an instant, and he was gone again in the blink of an eye.
He quickly retreated. Moriarty quickly controlled himself.
Only then did he realize that it was exactly this pale light that caused the Lord of Amon to severely injure the Queen of Lies with his hand that day.
"Don't worry. This is the magic circle set up here by Lord Amon. It will not have any adverse effects on those who have the authority to enter and exit this place."
Seemingly feeling that the atmosphere behind her suddenly changed, Mrs. Dorothy quickly turned around and explained.
In response, Moriarty just nodded silently. At the same time, he secretly calmed down his trembling mind. And his understanding of the strength of Lord Amon also deepened.
Suddenly, the pale light faded away, and the hieroglyphics on the door returned to calm.
At this time, the closed bone door slowly opened, and Mrs. Dorothy immediately walked in quickly with Moriarty. In the blink of an eye, the bone door closed silently again.
Behind the door is a circular hall, covering an extremely large area of several hundred square meters, almost like a palace.
At the end of the rotunda, there are small closed doors that seem to lead to other places.
When they saw the bone door open, Mrs. Dorothy and Moriarty filed in. The dozen or so necromancers who were busy in the rotunda were all stunned. Then they hurriedly bowed to the former and at the same time used the corner of their eyes to express their gratitude.
Guang speculated on the latter's identity.
"This is Lord Davidson, the high-level necromancer. After Lord Hyjal's arrangement, he will join our research work."
Seemingly having a high status, Mrs. Dorothy just nodded to everyone and announced in front of everyone.
Regarding such an announcement, no one raised any doubts. Instead, they all bowed their heads to welcome the "newcomer".
"Good day everyone."
Moriarty also returned the salute, and at the same time, he glanced around and found that the dozen or so necromancers were basically at the seventh or eighth level, and only two of them had reached the ninth level. However, all these magicians seemed a bit "weak".
, obviously lacking the toughness and ruthlessness that have experienced actual combat, they should all be research-oriented "pure civilians".
"You guys continue your work, I'll show Mr. Davidson around."
After giving another order, Mrs. Dorothy led Moriarty towards a narrow door at the back of the rotunda.
Seeing this, the necromancers continued their work.
Arriving at the door, Mrs. Dorothy reached out and touched an equilateral triangle symbol on the door, and the narrow door opened by itself. Then the two of them walked in, and the door closed automatically.
"This is my studio, please take a seat."
The room behind the door is about fifty square meters, and the layout is in a typical laboratory style. There is only a special-looking glass cabinet in the corner of the room. The cabinet is inlaid with complex magic rune circuits, forming an unknown function.
The whole is a small barrier. Inside the cabinet, a pale mist can be seen, and in the center of the mist is a strange black scroll. Strange brilliance flashes across the surface of the scroll from time to time, which is both dazzling and a bit dazzling.
Palpitations.
"Thanks."
Withdrawing his gaze, Moriarty sat down opposite Mrs. Dorothy and waited for what was to come.
"Now I can formally introduce to you that the main job of my 'Bottomless Fountain' is to try to decipher the various magical spells circulated in the Holy Spirit Temple, and when the conditions are ripe, the deciphered divine spells will be used as necromancy spells.
Now." Looking into Moriarty's eyes, Mrs. Dorothy finally said bluntly.
"I see."
Looking back at the other party, and then at the glass cabinet and the scroll in the cabinet, Moriarty nodded clearly.
No wonder the office space of "Bottomless Deep Spring" is located deep in the heart of the mountain with such tight protection and defense. Not only is the access and entrance extremely strict, there are even three Ji Dao guards outside. It turns out that they are practicing "copycat magic" and "digging".
The bad activities of "the corner of the Holy Spirit Temple". If the Holy Spirit Temple knew about the situation here, I'm afraid they would definitely try their best to blow up the "bottomless deep spring" into the sky.
"Is that the magical scroll of the Holy Spirit Temple? My job is also to decipher it?" Moriarty asked after clicking on the mysterious black scroll.
"Yes. Both Mr. Negusta and Mr. Heijal think that you have an excellent theoretical foundation and logical ability, coupled with a broad vision, objectivity, and fairness, you are an excellent person to engage in this undertaking. And I personally feel that this
I also agree very much with this comment." Mrs. Dorothy almost repeated what Hejal said to her yesterday.
"Can you talk about the record of the 'Bottomless Fountain'? I'm curious, how many good things has the Alliance 'robbed' of the Holy Spirit Temple so far?"
Not paying attention to the other party's so-called evaluation, Moriarty believed that Negusta just liked the closed and safe environment here, so he put himself here in disguise to avoid causing trouble, so he asked again with a smile.
"Of course." Mrs. Dorothy also smiled and nodded: "Actually, the 'Bottomless Fountain' has been established for more than seventy years. Through unremitting efforts, the alliance has successfully deciphered five 'first-level divine spells'.
Two 'Second Level Divine Arts' and one 'Third Level Divine Arts'."
"In seventy years, a total of eight magical spells have been deciphered..."
Although his expression remained unchanged, Moriarty's pupils shrank slightly.
With the combined power of the alliance, only eight divine spells of the Holy Spirit Temple have been cracked in such a long time, and the highest level is only level three... Is it really so difficult to decipher divine spells?
"This is already very difficult." As if aware of the other party's surprise, Mrs. Dorothy couldn't help but explain: "First of all, it is not easy to obtain a complete magical scroll. The Holy Spirit Temple has always strictly controlled this, even if the alliance secretly takes action.
It is difficult to obtain; secondly, each divine scroll contains a small amount of the divine power of the God of Death. These divine powers are not only the basis of the scroll, but also the perfect barrier against cracking. Moreover, the Holy Spirit Temple is not unaware of what we are doing. For this reason
The two sides also secretly fought many times and even broke out an underground war. Although it was eventually abandoned because we did not want to trigger a full-scale conflict, our deciphering work must be limited to a small range and kept strictly confidential, otherwise it is difficult to guarantee that it will trigger another incident.
The other party’s backlash. All things considered, it’s already remarkable that we can make such progress in less than a hundred years.”
"kindness."
After hearing what Mrs. Dorothy said, Moriarty couldn't help but nodded.
Sure enough, the Undead Warlock Alliance and the Holy Spirit Temple are located in the same place in Dejia. In such a small area, it is almost impossible to completely hide any important event from the other party for a long time. Therefore, the "Bottomless Deep Fountain" copycat business is
It's so hard to do.
But having said that, to be able to propose and approve the implementation of this project, the alliance and the alliance's top leaders are really courageous, and they are not willing to fight with the Holy Spirit Temple for it. From this, it can also be seen that the alliance has a long history of preventing and infiltrating its neighbors.
The plot must be huge.
"So out of the eight cracked magical arts, how many have been successfully converted into necromancy?"
Nodding to show that he understood the hardship, Moriarty turned to ask. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
