In the dream, he saw Doriphon again, the city was burning in the sea of fire, and the cries went up to the sky. He dreamed that he had turned into a dragon, and some faces came and went in his sight, and some gradually disappeared.
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Dollifen seemed to be in another place in his trance. The place was also reduced to rubble in the sea of fire. He only remembered the brown-red temple spiers, one after another, collapsing in the flames.
He saw a silvery desert
But sometimes it's a cold forest, and the ice wind blows through the bare trees, leaving only a piece of black frozen soil. The ancient undead hunter watched him from a distance among the trombones.
Then there was another port shining with silver light, with many white sails going in and out of the port. Fang Plover only remembered the dazzling light, and circles of halo hanging down from the sky.
In the light, there seemed to be a man talking to him.
The man appeared in another scene, but Fang Piao tried his best and couldn't see clearly what he looked like. He was talking and opening and closing his mouth. There were always three figures standing behind him.
One is old, one is fat, and the other is a woman.
Finally, he saw another scene, a majestic city in the jungle, with magnificent pyramids one by one, and waterfalls hanging from the suspended islands like white water.
Countless lizardmen were crawling below, forming a long queue that extended to the far end of the forest. In the queue, a gorgeously dressed priest was walking up the steps step by step, separating from the crowd.
It raised its head and asked in an old voice: "Have you decided, my God?"
Then all dreams fell into pieces.
They fell one after another into a boundless dark world below.
Fang Yu felt that he and the fragments were falling endlessly, and even his thoughts became lengthy, and he was in a state of confusion. He could only vaguely remember some of the things that happened before, but he was at a loss as to why he was here.
Such a place.
Is he dead?
But after death, shouldn’t we go to the temple of Amea?
It also took him a long time to recall Ms. Amaya's name.
Then he heard a long, long voice coming from the horizon, which seemed to be calling someone's name.
"Brother Ed?"
"Brother Ed..."
It took Fang Yu about a quarter of an hour to recall that it was his name.
And he is not a dragon. He is a chosen one who smuggled himself into this world from the earth. Almost a year has passed so far. He has even formed his own adventure group.
He did go to Dorifin and experienced many things.
When he thought of this, Fang Yu finally came to his senses. A narrow light separated the dark world. His eyelids trembled, and he felt a faint light coming in from outside.
Just like a baby, the first thing a square plover does is to naturally open its eyes to find the source of light.
The light pierced into his eyelids, causing him to close them again and slowly open them again. Then he saw clearly that the faint light in front of him was an illuminating crystal, which was being held by the naturalist lady.
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The latter's eyes were red, as if he had just cried, and he was looking at him with concern.
"Jita?"
As soon as Fang Yu opened his mouth, he felt that his throat was as dry as a crack, and his voice was hoarse and dry.
He felt a burning pain in his throat and couldn't help but swallow. "Is there any water?" he asked, his mind still groggy and wondering where this place was.
Ji looked a little strange, looking uneasy and embarrassed. She shook her head with red eyes.
But Fang Yu hadn't reacted yet, he was just wondering if this was Amaya's temple or somewhere else? Was he dead? Jita did indeed die with him?
But then, he was stunned
Because Fang Yu tilted his head and took a look at the familiar scene around him. It was still the gloomy underground cave, surrounded by dark crystals. The altar was still there not far away, and even the skeleton on the altar had not moved at all.
Passing places.
But the dragon-slaying sword was missing.
He is not dead? What about the Black Knight?
While he was thinking, a voice came from the side: "You are indeed not dead. What kind of power is this? Let me think about it." The voice rattled, like two bones rubbing together.
Fang Yu had never heard such an unpleasant sound. He turned around and saw a hand grabbing his cheek from the front and shaking it from side to side. Only then did Fang Yu see clearly that it was actually a bone hand.
The owner of the bone hand is actually a skull. It wears a black velvet robe, covering its bony body under the wide robe; it pulls up the hood, and under the hood, there is clearly a gray skeletal face.
There was only a red flame, like a will-o'-the-wisp, swaying in the two dark eyes of the skull.
Then it looked Fang Plover up and down carefully.
And Fang Yu also saw clearly. Behind Jita, who was kneeling next to him, the black knight was standing solemnly, putting the sword in his hand on the little girl's neck, motionless.
The skull looked at him for a while, with a hint of curiosity flashing in the red flames in its eyes. It retracted its hand, took a step back and stood not far from Fang Plover. Although it may be a little strange to say this, Fang Plover did notice this at that moment.
'Curiosity' shown by the skull.
He saw the staff in the opponent's other hand and the purple crystal on the head of the staff, and suddenly understood what the skull was.
A lich.
It is difficult for mortals to withstand the erosion of magic power, so magic technology and various related professions have been developed.
But in ancient times, there were still some warlocks who risked their lives to study the spells of fairies, elves, and dragons. They discovered a way to allow their bodies to withstand the power of etheric magic. That was to abandon the fragile bodies of mortals and transform them into
Transform yourself into an undead.
Necromancers are probably one of the most peculiar schools of thought in Etalia's era. The ultimate goal of those who practice necromancy is probably to be like the skull in front of them, and eventually transform themselves into a vampire or a lich.
These ancient warlocks did indeed acquire magical abilities, and they did not even need to resort to the power of magic furnaces and alchemy.
But they also paid a price. Since the body of the undead is only suitable for dark magic, after being baptized by dark magic for a long time, and it is a collection of negative consciousness, most of them fall into madness and lose their original intention.
Becoming evil and cunning.
Most of them eventually became no different from monsters.
But there are indeed some lichs in this world, and because they are immortal, some of them are even quite ancient. Fang Yu is not sure whether the skull in front of him is that kind of old monster, but he at least knows that this thing is definitely
It's not something I can handle on my own.
The threshold for transforming into a lich is to have a character level of forty, and after transformation, the power will be further improved. In other words, even a 'newcomer' among lichs will have at least a strength close to that of the second world.
There is actually a lich in this place.
If he had known that there was a lich under this castle, Fang Plover would not have come to this place even if he was beaten to death. Whether the other party wanted to detect these intruders or catch them, it would be a piece of cake.
Fang Yu was not sure whether the vampire he met before was controlled by the other party, but the other party definitely had this ability. Just look at the motionless black knight next to Ji Ta and he would understand.
He is now fully awake and has recalled what happened before he fell into coma. It was this black knight that left him and Jita helpless. Even the proud efreeti was not worth it in front of the other party.
Mention.
But what was a bit strange was that the other party didn't kill him and Jita. He had never heard of Lich having this habit. Although these undead creatures were once humans during their lifetime, after their transformation, most of them have become no different from monsters.
The undead have an innate hatred for the living, and the same goes for lichs. Moreover, they retain the wisdom of human beings during their lifetimes, and can even be said to be more dangerous. If lichs appear in any area, the army can be used to destroy them.
of.
Otherwise, it is not impossible for it to evolve into a small-scale undead disaster.
About fifty years ago in the Oshur Empire, a lich from Eshorin's era and his undead army swept through half of the empire's provinces, almost causing a catastrophe.
After that, various countries began to pay more attention to these undead creatures.
Just as these thoughts were swirling in Fang Yu's mind, the 'skull' suddenly spoke: "Who are you?"
who I am?
Fang Yu felt that the other party's question was very philosophical. But what surprised him even more was, why would a lich care about his own identity? Just like if you want to crush an ant to death, do you need to ask the ant's name?
Seriously, this place is full of weirdness, and having one more strange lich doesn't seem to make any difference.
Not to mention those strange shadows before, this altar and the dragon-slaying sword are equally strange. The first of the five dragon-slaying swords forged by the goblin, Dragon-Slaying Moya, has long been missing in the records, but it was actually broken at this place.
It was also inserted into the chest of a dead body.
What exactly happened underground in Elmau Castle is really doubtful.
Fang Yu tried to move his hands and feet, but he couldn't move. The system reminded him that he was in a state of paralysis, which must be the work of the lich. Some of them had necromancy spells that could achieve this effect.
Then he saw the reason for his survival in the system. In the battle record, there was a "Catrillan's Word of the Stars" in effect. Foreseeing death allowed him to avoid disaster.
Of course, now it seems that it is almost the same whether he has escaped or not.
The 'skull' stretched out a knuckle and pointed at him, and his voice suddenly became sharp. "Don't think that because you don't speak, I don't know."
"You have the stench of those lizard people on your body. They have some mysterious powers. It is not strange for you to foresee death."
It turned around twice with its hands behind its back, which seemed to be a habit left over from its lifetime.
Then the 'skull' stared at Fang Plover with a blood-red gaze exuding malice. "Human, how did you get into this place?"
Fang Plover paid attention to some details of the lich, and suddenly realized that it might have just transformed into a lich, and it still maintained some of the habits it had in life. Of course, he was not willing to just sit back and wait for death, and he was thinking about how to get Jita to escape.
Thoughts, he replied:
"Of course that's how you got in, otherwise how could you get in?"
"Don't lie to me." 'Skull' smiled sternly: "You don't have the blood of the Logosl family in your body, how could you enter this place? Who are you, a human being?"
Fang Plover's heart trembled.
This lich actually knows the relationship between the Rogelsl family and this castle. Who is this person? Or is it originally the owner of this castle? It was only when it was transformed into a lich that something went wrong, which made Elmau Castle
Has it become what it is now?
But when he and Sylvide checked the information before, they had never heard that any of the previous owners of Elmaor Castle had learned magic. Not to mention magicians, there were not even a few alchemists.
However, it cannot be ruled out that the other party deliberately concealed the truth. After all, no one would openly disclose that they are learning necromancy.
But Fang Plover also felt a little strange. If the other party had been in this castle all along, didn't he know that the cat lady named Delis could lead people into the underground?
Speaking of which, he noticed that both Delise and Miss Tata had gone somewhere unknown, and no one responded to his calls in his heart, only a faint throbbing came from the bottom of his heart.
He could only vaguely feel that it was the reaction of the dark dragon soul in pregnancy. It had been like this ever since it came into contact with the dragon-slaying sword.
Fang Yu couldn't help but glance at Jita not far away. After Miss Naturalist saw him waking up, she was obviously not so scared, and she was holding her magic book tightly in her hand.
I don’t know if it was because of his self-confidence or because he looked down on this inconspicuous little girl, but the ‘skull’ actually confiscated her weapons.
"Human," the 'skull' looked a little annoyed because he had never answered it directly. "Don't think that I dare not kill you before I figure out the truth, but I can do it from your companions."
"This little girl cared about you very much before." It made a gurgling sound with its upper and lower jaws clashing: "If you delay for any longer, I will cut off one of her hands."
Jita turned pale with fright.
Fang Yu knew that this guy could do what he said. After all, it had no human feelings. He thought for a moment and then replied: "The reason is actually very simple, because I am the heir of the Logosl family."
Of course, he told a lie, in order to bet on whether the other party was related to the Rogersl family. However, he was not completely nonsense. In a sense, he was indeed the only one in the Rogersl family at the moment.
The bloodline heir.
At least it was Rocklen-Rogelsl who gave him this power.
But he didn't expect that the 'skull' listened to his words and suddenly sneered: "Nonsense, you are a Holy Chosen One, how can you be the blood heir of the Logosl family?"
He pointed the staff in his hand at Jita. "Looks like I need to teach you a lesson."
Fang Yu was a little speechless and secretly cursed that he was a retard. He didn't expect there to be such an obvious flaw here. He was obviously a selector, so how could he be the successor of the Logosl family.
However, the Chosen One often ignores the difference between his identity and the aboriginal people. It is not an accident that he makes this mistake. In addition, Fang Plover really did not expect that this ‘skull’ would actually know the concept of the Chosen One.
But the other party's words completely confirmed Fang Pliong's suspicion. Then he hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute, I didn't lie to you."
The 'skull' stopped its hand, as if it wanted to see how he planned to round off this lie that was full of loopholes. However, it did not take back the staff. Obviously, it would be dissatisfied as long as Fang Plover said a word.
Kitta will probably suffer from this.
"Do you know Roquelen-Rogelsl?" Fang Pliong asked in a low voice.
"Who is that?" 'Skull' asked with a red light in his eyes.
It's not surprising that the other party didn't know the Dollifen Archon. After all, Elmau Castle had been abandoned more than a hundred years ago, and Roquelen Rogosl hadn't even been born at that time.
However, Fang Pliance immediately asked: "That was the last head of the Rogelsle family. His father was Maryland, the son of Nighthawk, and his grandfather was Dantès, who once served as consul in Agnes."
"Dantance" and "Skull" finally reacted when they heard this name: "That boy actually got married. I thought no woman would fall in love with him."
It looked at Fang Plover. "But what does this have to do with you? You don't want to get away with it." 'Skull' said while shaking the staff on Jita's head.
The naturalist lady was so frightened that she trembled.
Fang Yu couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but said: "Is it fun to scare a little girl? You said you were once a great warlock."
'Skull' was silent for a moment, probably somewhat satisfied with Fang Plover's statement. Indeed, necromancers who can transform themselves into lichs are mostly outstanding warlocks. The threshold of level 40 is not only for aboriginals, but also for
Many of the chosen ones are also at a level that is out of reach.
When Miss Scarpet and Captain Quirod left Etalia, they were only around level 30.
It then took back the staff and asked: "You said that Roquelen was the last head of the Logosl family. Does it mean that the Logosl family no longer exists? How is this possible? That is the oldest one on the Treasure Staff Coast.
, one of the most prestigious families.”
Fang Yu always felt that the 'skull' sounded a little disapproving when he said the words 'the oldest and the most famous'.
But if this 'skull' had asked him this question before Dolifen and his party, he might not have been able to answer it. But after that, after he obtained that strange inheritance, he went to investigate
Relevant information.
Therefore, regarding the history of the decline and decline of the Logosl family, we really know some secret history that is unknown to the public.