Chapter 37 Guess I wish everyone a Merry Christmas)
Seeing this familiar scene, Lucien instantly recalled the identity of the Sphinx in front of him. It was the King of Sphinxes that he met when completing the mission in Rhine!
At that time, it was sealed in the coffin. After a brief resurrection, it was killed by me with pale justice, and fell into a deep sleep again. When I escaped, I left through the gap in the world of the dead, so I witnessed the black and white gray projection of its mausoleum.
, witnessed the rust-colored light ball stained with blood, witnessed the strange reddish-brown "spider threads", and understood that the place where it was truly sealed was in the realm of the dead.
But now, it has been directly killed by the Sword of Truth following the projection relationship. It no longer has to worry about being sealed, because a completely fallen existence cannot be sealed.
"Is this a projection? Sacrificing intelligence to gain original strength? No wonder my 'Destiny Meteor' can't really destroy it." Douglas said speculatively, the "Destiny Meteor" acts on the body and will destroy all life-saving preparations, but
It cannot follow the projection, clone, etc. to severely damage the main body, and can only cause a certain degree of damage.
Lucien said solemnly: "Perhaps it is not just because of the sacrifice of spiritual intelligence. I suspect that it is sealed in the world of the dead because there is someone who wants to extract the power of its divine light ball. By the way, it is a sphinx.
King of Finks.”
"Finks, the legend who died nearly ten thousand years ago?" Douglas was very familiar with ancient civilizations, and Finks' tomb is still located in the southern desert of the Gusta Empire.
Fernando captured the key point of Lucien's words: "Divine light ball?"
Lucien nodded and described all the details he had seen in the Finks Mausoleum and the reflection in the Dead World.
If it was a strange light ball that could not be touched or really approached a few years ago, Douglas, Fernando, Vicente and others would definitely not know what it was, but now, they are sure without a doubt that this is the divine light group!
After a moment of silence, Douglas solemnly said: "It seems that the Finks of thousands of years ago may not have really died, but were captured and sealed in a specific place by people from the world of the dead, using it as the core to condense divinity.
The ball of light is slowly extracted and converted, and the projection guarding the Temple of the Dead is just a side effect."
"Hmph. No wonder there were basically no false gods in the main material world before the Dawn War began! I've looked through all the ancient records, and except for the mythical age, I haven't found an existence similar to false gods! I've always been very surprised about this. Since
The emergence of so many false gods during the Dawn War shows that the main material world also has the conditions to condense the divine light sphere. But why can there be so many false gods in the newly discovered alien space, but not in the main material world? It turns out that
It's the people from the world of the dead who are spying on everything from behind." Fernando snorted coldly.
Erica frowned her thin eyebrows: "You mean, every legendary or powerful creature that can condense the divine light ball has been targeted by the undead world? When they are almost successful, let them 'naturally
, earthly death?”
"It's almost like this. I saw in the report submitted by Evans that the mysterious beings in the Necromancer Realm once recovered a lot by swallowing divine light balls of the same attribute. Perhaps, the legends and vassals of the Necromancer Realm captured the lions in order to awaken them.
The King of Human Beings came to seal it in order to extract and transform the divine power." Vicente, the Lord of the Dead Souls, said in a cold voice.
For a legend like Finks, although he will not actively collect divinity, after being worshiped by all the sphinx tribes, as time accumulates, the brilliance of divinity will naturally condense. Therefore, he was worshiped by the Necromancer.
The world noticed.
And because it has not really died, the spontaneous power of faith will still gather in the place where it was sealed, so that those who come after it will no longer be able to become "gods". Similarly, the "Lord of the Ocean" Umbra worshiped by the Kuo Tao fish people
This should also be the case. Even if the later Kuo Tao Emperor was stronger than him, he would not be able to feel the power of faith at all.
On the one hand, there was a black hand behind the scenes, and on the other hand, the "sealed ones" monopolized the channels of belief. This resulted in the strange situation that no false gods appeared after the Age of Mythology. It was not until around the Dawn War that a large number of people appeared specifically to
spread religion and collect beliefs.
In just a few sentences of dialogue, six legendary magicians roughly restored the conspiracy that had lasted for countless thousands of years.
The undead world has always been spying on and threatening the main material world. It is definitely not a harmless existence!
This exploration was more valuable than expected!
"However, the sealing ceremony of the Necromancer Realm is quite good. It can actually make the Sphinx King sleep for tens of thousands of years without completely decaying." Klaus shook his head and smiled, using humor to resolve the temporarily solidified atmosphere.
Lucien smiled and said: "When you are about to reach the end of your life, you can take the initiative to apply for a seal from the legendary undead in the world of the dead. Then tens of thousands of years later, when the conditions for the dream you desire are met, you can wake up.
Really enjoy it.”
"Hey, that's a good idea." Klaus chuckled, "But I can't be careless now. I still have a long life to enjoy, and there are many alchemy dolls waiting for me to go back. I can't be sealed in the darkness.
In the dark mausoleum, a hateful figure is projected to guard the Temple of the Dead."
Douglas took a breath and pointed to the secret entrance not far ahead: "There may be more scary things waiting for us to explore, so everyone must be careful."
The rotting corpse of the Sphinx King on the ground completely stopped squirming due to the destruction of its body. The tide-like black beetles all turned their stomachs upward, losing the sense of the mixture of life and death. Then, they quickly turned into gray pus.
The water blended into the black soil.
The old-fashioned and dark patterns adorn the pure black door, which shines with an unusually cold color, making it intimidating.
This entrance seems to have been specially excavated for the Yunding Giant. It is dozens of meters high, and according to Adol's description, this should be the smallest door in the palace complex.
There are many high-level undead similar to Adol floating inside and outside the door. They are all wearing large black hooded robes with strange and complicated white patterns painted on them, closely guarding the passage.!
Douglas frowned slightly and said: "The Temple of the Dead has isolated spiritual power. As long as the magic eyes I release enter, the connection will be severed. It seems that the only way is to become invisible and sneak in directly."
"Maybe the Temple of the Dead is a part of the projection of the mysterious existence of the world of the dead." Vicente, the master of the dead, suddenly said.
"It's very possible." Fernando rarely agreed with Vicente's opinion.
So, under the protection of illusion, the six legendary magicians headed towards the gate.
It seems that Finks is the legend guarding this entrance, so Lucien and others did not encounter other strong men. Under the gaze of dozens of high-level undead needle-shaped red lights, they entered generously and naturally, as if they had returned to themselves.
There is no restraint in their home, and these high-level undead turn a blind eye to it.
All the palaces are pure black, cold and dead, all the gardens have pale faces, weird and horrifying, all corridors are completely sealed, and spiritual power cannot spread outside, and there are many undead and rotten odors everywhere.
The smell... After walking carefully for a long time, Douglas said: "The main hall in front is no longer the 'Lake of Resentful Spirits' in Adol's memory, which means that the location has been changed, and we have to rely on ourselves next.
"
Fortunately, there are also coordinate transformation rules left by Maskelyne and Viken, and the place where they disappeared is confirmed to be behind the Soul Hearth. So as long as you go towards the calculated coordinates, you will definitely reach the Soul Hearth that separates the inside and outside.
After calculating the coordinates based on the parameters of the surrounding environment, Lucien and others continued to move forward, recalculating every once in a while.
"I feel that time and space are abnormal in the Temple of the Dead." Douglas suddenly stopped in front of a hall, "It seems like we have entered another world."
Lucien took out the silver-white "Moon Timepiece" and looked at it: "Yes, time and space are abnormal. The second hand, minute hand, and hour hand are all jumping around. It seems that time and space will change with every step."
"And the deeper you go, the faster time flows. Now one day is about equal to five days outside." Douglas recorded the changes in his magic notebook. This is the responsibility of a "pioneering pioneer".
Fernando calculated the coordinates of Maskelyne's disappearance and the current coordinates: "Maybe it won't be long before we can see the soul fireplace."
Along the way, Lucien and others encountered four legendary undead creatures that had no intelligence. With the cooperation of Vicente and Erica, they successfully deceived them.
"I hope I can find my target through this palace." Douglas turned into gas and slipped directly through the gap in the palace door without disturbing any magic circle.
In the palace, there are rows of bookshelves, with dark yellow books on them, exuding a strong smell of decay. On each bookshelf, there are three white candles, emitting a weak pale light, which is incomparable with the surrounding black
The cold wall tiles and other combinations create an eerie atmosphere.
"Library?" Klaus said a little surprised, "Will there be a library in the Temple of the Dead?"
None of those undead souls will study hard and make progress every day!
Fernando's bright red eyes glowed with a silvery light, and he looked at the content inside through the bookshelf and the cover of the book, without causing any changes.
"They are precious books from different eras, containing records of many lost civilizations, such as the mythical era that we no longer know." After a long time, Fernando whispered.
For magicians, books are one of the best rewards!
Douglas showed a smile: "Remember the coordinates here, then move on, and take the books with you when you come back."
Taking away the books now will easily alarm the legendary undead, cause unnecessary changes, and delay the exploration of the Soul Hearth. But when you come back, you won't have so much to worry about. Moreover, this is a peripheral area, which is consistent with the coordinate changes in Adol's memory.
The rules don’t need to be cracked separately.
In the flickering white candlelight, Vicente's skinny face with only one layer of skin looked extremely terrifying. He said thoughtfully: "It seems that something has changed?"
Fernando's expression darkened, and there was a feeling in his mental force field: "Where's Erica?"
Only then did Lucien realize that Erica, the "Transformation Master" who had been in the team, was missing! She disappeared without knowing when!
In the windless library, the white candlelight flickered, like strange eyes.
Douglas suddenly had a transparent crystal ball in his hand. After a slight glow, he stretched out his right hand and opened an invisible door with a creak.
The surrounding time and space changed, and a secret room appeared in the library.
In the secret room, a strange man with black hair and red lips was grabbing Erica and hugging her in his arms. Two pointed teeth penetrated deeply into her neck, and Erica's flaxen
His eyes seemed to have lost their sparkle, and his expression was dull and frozen.
Sensing the opening of the secret room door, the strange man in a gorgeous robe suddenly turned around. His unusually pale face formed a shocking contrast with the bright red mouth. Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and he laughed crazily:
"It's been a long time since I drank such delicious blood!"
He fully expected that Douglas, Lucien and others would be scared, frightened, and temporarily lose their minds, but what he saw was a sarcastic smile - except for Vicente, who could no longer maintain a normal expression.
In surprise, he pinched his neck painfully, as if something inside was burning his soul, and the blood on his mouth glowed with a sacred light.
Erica in his hand had returned to normal at some point, she opened his hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped her neck, sneered: "Didn't your mother tell you not to drink other people's blood casually? Especially