The formation was opened by the morning wind, the whole canyon was shaking, the surrounding cliffs began to roll down stones, and a layer of light curtain appeared near the bottom of the valley, and all the stones that came into contact with the light curtain turned into powder. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The shaking became more and more intense, the whole canyon shook, the morning wind was tightly protected at the switch of the magic array, and there was no damage at all, he looked at the ground that was gradually cracking, and was a little surprised.

He didn't know how this magic array was engraved into the earth, and how it worked, so he didn't seriously explore it, after all, this magic array was inscribed by the female elf after many years of research, and it was definitely not something that could be understood in a short time.

The magic array is actually a very complex thing, and it is also an application of magic, and the altar has almost the same meaning, but the purpose of use and the principle of activation are somewhat different.

The fluorescent green lines crisscrossed the valley floor, forming a pattern of a lush ancient tree, and then this ancient tree pattern looked like it was frantically sucking everything around it.

The cliffs on both sides, which had been shaking due to the shaking, were now even more like collapsed, and the stones poured down like a river that had burst its banks, and all the stones disappeared as if they came into contact with the light curtain around the ancient tree pattern.

The process kept repeating, and in less than a minute, the thousand-foot cliff was about to be shoveled to the same height as the valley bottom, and Ned had already fled far away, and she didn't want Morrowind to worry about her.

After a few moments, the Wailing Canyon completely disappeared here, leaving only a large open space, and the ancient tree pattern was still sucking around, and the surrounding area was gone, and the ground began to be sucked up, like a large excavator.

The entire range of land was constantly sucked up, and then disappeared, and the entire magic array descended like this, and a regular circular pit appeared on the ground.

Morrowind sank down with the magic array, not very fast, he was protected within the barrier, not even a speck of dust fell on him.

Ten minutes later, the morning wind was still falling, and the depth he had reached, there was no light coming in, and a bright spot could be seen at the entrance of the cave, but the magic array itself emitted light.

A tremor came, and the morning wind and the magic array fell to the ground together, and after landing, the magic array spread out, and the range became much larger, and the place also became open, like an underground palace, but not as big as a palace.

Morrowind noticed that the magic array was merging with the existing barrier, like two bubbles about to stick together, and the barrier in between was gradually disappearing.

At the edge of the magic array, a gap appeared, leading to the inherent barrier, and Morrowind saw that there was a ladder of Changchun within the barrier, and at the end of the staircase was a platform.

Morrowind stepped through the gap and walked up the stairs, most likely above the oracle altar, and Morrowind quickened his pace.

After walking the stairs, Morrowind stood at the edge of the platform, around which there were twelve white stone pillars with different symbols carved on them, and twelve stone pillars surrounded an altar, and the texture on the altar was carved, and Morrowind could not understand what words were engraved, nor did he know what it meant.

He didn't come here for archaeology, he just wanted to use the altar to understand Honglu's will, and the booklet given to him by the female elf detailed the use of the altar, which was the result of years of her research.

Morrowind wasted no more time, and as the pamphlet said, it touched the mechanism in several places, and then went to the middle of the altar, waiting for the altar to work.

The first thing that started was a slight tremor, probably because the altar had not been used for many years, and when it shook, many broken stones fell, and below it was an abyss where there was no bottom to be seen, and no sound could be heard when the stones fell.

Then the texture carved on the altar began to light up, and the morning breeze watched it all silently until the texture under his feet also lit up.

From the outside to the inside, when the texture under the feet of the morning wind lit up, and it was also when the entire altar was fully opened, a strong golden light shot down from the top of the cave above that should have been the mountain wall, shining on the morning wind, he bathed in the golden light, and found that his body could not move at all.

He didn't struggle, because it was happening on the altar, and he could only accept it, and in the golden light, Morrowind's palms began to burn, and the red dew mark emitted a blinding red light.

Then, just like at the Shrine of the Wind Discipline, red light and golden light appeared over the altar together, and Morrowind regained control of his body.

A golden-red figure appeared in the air, and Morrowind looked intently and saw that it was not a person, but just a piece of armor, a full-body armor with a helmet and shoes, which looked exactly like a person.

When the armor appeared, it was wrapped in flames, and the flames began to extinguish, but before Morrowind could see the armor clearly, it disappeared with the flames.

Then Morrowind's palms began to burn in pain, and he raised his hand to his eyes, the mark of red dew about to move, as if it was about to leave his palm.

Morrowind was like an outsider, looking at all this, he didn't do anything, his palms were red and bright, and it didn't take long for the red light and golden light to pierce his eyes, and he didn't know how long it would take for him to see things normally.

A long/spear floated in the air, three meters away, the long/spear was blood-red all over, with some patterns carved on it, and the head of the spear was just everything wider than the body of the gun, more like a spear.

The long/spear did not disappear after it appeared, it was always available in the golden and red light, and Morrowind gently walked over to the long/spear and reached out to grab it.

At this time, the red spear turned into a ray of light, burrowed into the palm of Morrowind's hand, and turned into the red dew mark again.

"Red dew, the pride/pride of the plains, the will of the red dew, the guardian of hope. This piece of information appeared in Morrowind's mind as the spear turned into a red dew mark.

"In exchange, the condition is that the traces of your existence are erased. Above the altar, a female voice rang in the ears of the morning wind.

Morrowind couldn't choose what price to pay, but he knew it before he came in, and he had been prepared for it, and Morrowind was not afraid and walked towards the bottom of the altar.

Over the original Wailing Canyon, the dark clouds had condensed to a very viscous point, and the giant/dragon formed by the dark clouds became clearer and clearer.

The moment the morning breeze walked down the altar, the altar collapsed, and a stone pillar that was pressed down by the altar ejected upward, and the entire Roaring Island shook strongly, like an earthquake, and everyone on the island felt it.

The dark clouds in the shape of a dragon in the sky exploded in an instant, and blue raindrops fell in the sky.

In the northern part of Roaring Island, the coastal mountains collapsed, and the remaining mountains formed a pointed mark, pointing in one direction, and in that direction, a huge whirlpool appeared on the sea not far from Roaring Island, which was half the size of Roaring Island.

The path of the dragon has been opened.