When Xuan Weizi incarnated and arrived outside the Serpent Crown Palace, a tall, middle-aged woman with dark blue hair stood on top of the wide stone steps. Dozens of water elements appeared in the water channels surrounding the palace.
There was a roaring sound of waves. The surrounding air was filled with moist water vapor, and there were even faintly hovering ice clouds gathering in the sky.
Behind Xuan Weizi, stood Fulun and her ferocious long-horned wild boar, the horned chief of the Horned Rhinoceros tribe, and the masters of Onvino of the Emerald Ring. This team is what Xuan Weizi is preparing to deal with individual enemies.
With a strong lineup, especially those who defend against the Ouroboros tribe including the Prince of Earth, all the masters can attack together, but with Wolf's current ability, he is not qualified to participate.
Xuan Weizi did not intend to engage in any one-on-one duel to show off the majesty of "Zhali Commander". When other adventurers form a team, they also pay attention to a clear division of labor, so that more can defeat less.
It's just that after the city wall of Granka Mountain City was breached, it encountered almost no strong resistance. The Bloodkissed family simply abandoned this long-term foundation.
Thinking about it carefully, it's no wonder that the Sons of Holy Scales want to train four more Totem Princes. The seemingly closest Bloodkissed Priests have long formed huge interests belonging to their own temple family. Once the Sons of Holy Scales and the Totem Princes are defeated,
In death, they abandoned the Ouroboros tribe without hesitation.
"What a great crowd, Lord Gonggun." Xuan Weizi smiled secretly in his heart, looked up at the tall woman above the stone steps, and asked:
"Are you the descendant of Mordos, the son of the Holy Scale? The mountain city of Glanka has been captured by our rebel army. Do you plan to fight to the end?"
The tall woman glanced at Xuan Weizi and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you the rebel leader who claims to be the special envoy of the Sky Singer?"
Xuan Weizi had been communicating with various tribes as the special envoy of the Sky Singer. Although I dare not say that this identity is completely convincing, but in conjunction with the hatred and counterattack of the tribes against the Ouroboros Serpent, Xuan Weizi
By grasping the main figures of each tribe early, at least no one has taken the initiative to question Xuan Weizi's identity.
However, this tall woman with dark blue hair, who obviously has the blood of a warlock, is quite suspicious of "Commander Zari". Xuan Weizi didn't care and said:
"It's me, I'm here on behalf of the Sky Singers, and I want to question the Sons of the Holy Scales, why did you twist the tribal alliance into Gran Faz and let the Ouroboros tribe dominate? Not only have you repeatedly attacked other tribes,
They looted and plundered wantonly, and even colluded with the imperial men in private to purchase magic items and black iron golems at the expense of selling young children. How do you explain these things?!"
The tall sorceress responded: "For the growth of Glanfaz, all tribes must endure this temporary pain... I guess you rebels are not trying to reason with me, right?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the sorceress's eyes glowed with blue light, ice clouds in the sky rained down hailstones the size of human heads, and dozens of water elements poured out like floods.
"It's really not necessary."
Xuanweizi spoke calmly, raised his hand, and the troops behind him shot arrows randomly; the horn-holding chief led a group of capable soldiers with shields and rushed up the stone steps; Onvino used wilderness transformation, with a branched deer crown on his head, like a chariot
Charge; Fulun even has a ferocious long-horned wild boar on his crotch, and runs in the air with four hooves, exerting "the power of a group of cattle" and "the tenacity of a group of bears" on the people below; there are also dozens of spirit messengers summoning thunder and throwing fire.
Between them, electric snakes flew across the sky, and flames surged into the sky...
The battle only lasted two minutes, and the process was uneventful. The high-level sorceress who could cast "Water Element Cluster" did not choose to escape. She faced indiscriminate bombardment in a small area, and was eventually cut off by the horned chief.
His arm was hit hard by the transformed Onvino on the palace gate, and the blood was splashed out to create a sad and beautiful picture.
"It's a pity. I've heard of this person before. She is the mother of Prince Liushui and has a high status in the Changliu clan. This Bloodkissed family is very loyal to the Son of the Holy Scale." The horned chief wiped off the broad blade.
The blood on the knife looked at the body of the sorceress on the ground.
Onvino changed back to his original state, leaned against the stone door of the palace and sneered: "What's the point of such loyalty? The Ouroboros Serpent tribe has forced all your tribes to rebel. If you fight to the death, besides wasting time, can you save the situation at all?"
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"Maybe he really plans to save the situation." Xuan Weizi stepped forward and looked at the palace stone door stained with large blood flowers. He could vaguely sense a strange fluctuation.
Fulun looked at the stone door of the palace, which was similar to the wall. There was a simple giant snake pattern carved on it, which became a seal between the inside and outside. After identifying it for a while, she casually cast a burst of flame, which instantly melted on the wall.
Fulun said with a solemn expression: "Not only the door, but the entire palace has been blessed with very powerful protective effects. Any spells cast on it will be absorbed. Maybe the entire interior of the Serpent Crown Palace is covered by an 'anti-magic field'
The effect is shrouded, and you can't cast spells inside, nor can summoned creatures enter... How about letting my long-horned wild boar knock on the door? But it might take a long time."
"The Wicker Man Golem can go in to explore the way." Onwino said, and the horn-bearing chief volunteered: "I will bring a group of soldiers in. In the 'anti-magic field', the enemy cannot cast spells."
Xuan Weizi narrowed his eyes and was silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking. Then he motioned for everyone to move away and took out the storm giant skull like magic.
In the battle with Prince Liushui, the storm giant's skull was slightly damaged. After a period of repairs, it has been roughly restored to its original shape. At this time, Xuan Weizi was seen holding the giant's skull, and the spiritual silver light around him spread like clouds, and then circulated and converged.
, the empty eyes that focused on the giant's skull turned into a beam of condensed silver light and shot toward the palace gate.
The silver light shot out, just like a drop of water falling into a pond, and a strange ripple spread out, covering the entire Serpent Crown Palace, and even spreading downward to the entire Glenka Mountain City.
Just as everyone behind was shocked and suspicious, the entire Gollanka Mountain City trembled slightly, as if a giant who had been sleeping for thousands of years woke up from his dream and stood up. A long-depressed breath used the Serpent Crown Palace as an outlet,
It sprayed out and turned into a magical light visible to the naked eye, rising into the sky.
The magical aura did not cause any harm to anyone, and the scene lasted for several minutes. A large amount of magical energy dissipated to the outside world without restraint. Even in broad daylight, an aurora-like phenomenon appeared, illuminating the ground inside and outside Glenka Mountain City.
It was so colorful and gorgeous.
"It's a bit of a waste." Xuan Weizi looked at the colorful scene in the sky and said in a low voice.
In fact, when Xuan Weizi came outside the Serpent Crown Palace, he felt a familiar aura. It was the unique stagnant environment in the ancient giant ruins, which can convert various magical effects into operating power.
Considering that the Son of Holy Scale is most likely a special creation of the ancient giant, then the palace where the Son of Holy Scale lives is probably inseparable from the ancient giant. It seems logical that there is a giant relic hidden under the palace.
Similarly, it is normal for the Son of Saint Scale to be reincarnated for thousands of years and to research and use ancient giant ruins. Even if he is unwilling to share it with others, he should have some results after dozens of generations of exploration and accumulation.
Previously, the Serpent Crown Palace was shrouded in a special protective spell, which should be the application of the Son of Holy Scale to the giant ruins. The building covering an area of several hundred feet cannot be penetrated by ordinary spells or destroyed, and can only rely on brute force.
Hit hard.
Xuan Weizi guessed that maybe the Son of Saint Scale could extract energy from the giant ruins to improve the damage reduction of the palace itself. Maybe he would bring a few adamantine golems, wield adamantine weapons, and knock them down in order to knock down the gate.
Break open.
In a more extreme case, even if the "earthquake technique" is used at all costs to collapse the entire mountain city of Glanka, forcing the remains of the giants hidden in the mountain to be exposed, it is estimated that the Serpent Crown Palace will not collapse, and maybe it will.
It has long been integrated with the entire giant ruins. It is estimated that only some special legendary spells can break through the palace's protection.
If not, this place is not enough to be the last refuge for the Sons of Holy Scales. Even if the Ouroboros Serpent tribe rebels, the Sons of Holy Scales will still be able to rely on the Serpent Crown Palace itself to hold on. There is no guarantee that there will be a large amount of food and food stored in the palace.
Supplies are used to equip loyal subordinates when necessary - such as the Scaleheart Guards.
But the Son of Holy Scale probably never expected that after being reincarnated for thousands of years, there would be someone who knew better than him how to use the power of ancient giant ruins. In other words, in the face of giants, the ruins themselves were destined to not be indestructible.
What Xuan Weizi just did was to use the skull of the storm giant as a medium to disintegrate the protective power firmly entrenched in the entire palace. The specific effect was like dripping ink into static water, and the irregular and free ink dispersed the clear and stable static water.
Disturbed, the relic energy guided by the Son of Saint Scale was instantly released.
In fact, this kind of action is similar to setting up a permanent Star Gang Altar, except that there is no one else outside to help guide it, and there is no prior use of the Star Gang Law Altar to carry the magical energy vented by the giant ruins to stabilize it according to a certain operating situation.
, and the result is that it escapes without restraint, so Xuan Weizi would say it was wasted.
"No wonder the son of the Holy Scales refused to give up the attack on Chai Dui Town no matter what. He must have seen the mystery of the Xingzang Altar, and his use of the ancient giant relics was more skillful than his dozens of generations of masters.
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Xuan Weizi secretly lamented that even Taoist cultivation, if it is only the secret inheritance of a few people, is destined to have difficulty in making great progress even if it can be passed down. Several sons of Shenglin are obviously unwilling to share the secrets of the ancient giant ruins with others.
, perhaps because I can reincarnate my soul and continue my memory, I think I can develop sufficiently advanced skills through accumulation over a long period of time.
However, without extensive practitioners and researchers of any skill, it is impossible to cultivate real great achievers. And the inheritance, in-depth exploration and development of skills are even more so!
This is why arcane mages are so powerful in this world. Although legendary mages and high mages are rare, there are a huge number of mage apprentices, low-level mages, and people engaged in arcane-related academic research and practice. These people work together to promote
The development of arcane magic.
Similarly, the Taoism practiced by Xuan Weizi was accumulated by the sages of the past generations with countless efforts. As a descendant of Taoism, he naturally has an obligation to pass it on and carry it forward. Even if he is not good at imparting teachings, he still has the responsibility to pass down the Taoism and techniques.
It's definitely not something you keep to yourself.
Thinking about it this way, although the Son of Saint Scale has been reincarnated for thousands of years, he is just wandering in a small pond, lacking communication with the outside world, and wasting his thousands of years. Or maybe it is out of a trace of pride deep in his soul?
After all, the soul is immortal and can be reincarnated for thousands of years. The legendary mage is also a junior and has to go through the test of time first.
And when the magic spectacle gradually eased, Xuan Weizi sent a shock wave through the air, directly knocking open the door of the Serpent Crown Palace, and saw hundreds of scale heart guards holding weapons, standing in the empty palace.
The momentum is compelling.
In the past, this scene could indeed scare various tribes, but now the situation has changed, and the Ouroboros tribe has been almost uprooted. Only the Serpent Crown Palace is left standing on the top of the mountain. They are really alone.
"Son of the Holy Scale! Do you have any other methods?" Xuan Weizi shouted unceremoniously. The rebels at the rear discovered that the large "anti-magic field" in the palace had failed, and were about to rush into it in one fell swoop.
However, Xuan Weizi secretly used psychic messages to stop him. He himself stood outside the door and never stepped into the palace.
At this time, they saw the scale heart guards move to both sides, and saw a child of about seven or eight years old sitting on a high-backed stone chair. However, his body was thin, his face was a little distorted, and his flesh and bones did not look very good.
She is well-proportioned, and the lengths of her hands and feet are also inconsistent, commonly known as "long and crooked."
Xuan Weizi immediately understood what method the Son of Saint Lin used to force his body to develop and grow. Even if the soul is immortal, the body development of the reincarnation must generally obey the rules of reality and forcibly accelerate the development speed. The result is that the bones, flesh and organs are all destroyed.
Dysplasia.
The son of the Holy Scales, who was paralyzed on the stone chair, was obviously having difficulty breathing. A weak voice came through with the blessing of magic: "Do you feel that you have a chance to win?"
Xuan Weizi had seen the self-destruction method of Nerissa 27, so he did not step into the Serpent Crown Palace rashly, and he also expected that the last son of the Holy Scale must have sinister thoughts.
, even if there are no other traps in the palace, it is entirely possible that there will be another mutual destruction.
"I have plenty of time to play with you, but unfortunately, you don't."
Xuan Weizi turned his palm and took out Biyun Ruyi, a surging psychic power surged wildly, his eyes glowed with silver light, and everything around him instantly froze.
Sixth-level psychic power - "Time Acceleration".
This psychic power, which is comparable to the nine-ring arcane "time stop", actually accelerates itself to the limit, so that everything in the world seems to have stopped.
The time flow passed through Xuan Weizi's incarnation, making this body faintly unable to maintain. Xuan Weizi no longer hesitated, waving his hand and throwing the storm giant skull, past the rows of scale heart guards, even in the almost stopped time flow.
, he can still cast spells, but he can't interfere with other people, but he can still initiate conjuration summons.
The skull quickly grew into a storm giant, appearing in the palace like a statue, holding a giant sword in a thrusting posture, with the blade just touching the skinny chest of the Son of the Holy Scale.