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Chapter 306:

"Ancient creatures?" Centman looked at the natural rune in his hand and frowned.

'Whew! ’

A black light flashed from his eyes, and then his palm was easily cut off, and black and red blood flowed down from the broken wrist.

With a muffled sound, Centman pressed the wound with his only remaining hand with a cold face, and a slight energy fluctuation flashed, and a pitch-black three-dimensional talisman array slowly condensed at the broken wrist.

'Poof!

With a slight sound, the rune array surged violently, and then a young white palm burst out of the broken wrist.

There was still a trace of blood on the palm of the hand, and the green tendons on the back of the hand kept beating.

Freya watched this scene quietly, not feeling anything out of the ordinary.

She pointed to Sentman's newly grown palm and said calmly.

"How long can you do this?"

There was a look of pain on his face, he was not a zombie-based necromancer, and this kind of witchcraft with severed limbs was far more mentally draining than it seemed.

He waited until the green tendons on the back of his hands slowly returned to normal before he replied.

"For about three days, don't worry, it won't have any effect on spellcasting, what about this?"

His eyes were fixed on the severed palm with natural runes on the ground.

At this moment, the black eyes seemed to come to life, looking at the two of them with a curious look, and their pupils contracted and dilated repeatedly.

Freya reached out and snapped her fingers, and a black flame ignited on her fingertips.

"This natural rune just dwells in flesh and blood, burn it. Anyway, it's a variable. ”

"Good!" Centerman nodded.

Then Freya pointed her hand at the severed palm, and with a snort, black flames enveloped the hand in an instant, and in a short time, including the natural runes, were burned to charcoal.

The faint smell of burnt meat filled the air.

After the two of them watched as their palms turned to black ash, Freya looked up at the empty room.

The room seemed to be a huge vacant attic, which she had completed during Sentman's coma.

She discovered that in addition to the passage into the room, there was another door in the innermost part of the room.

It's just that out of prudence, she didn't rush in alone, but chose to wait for Centman to wake up.

Centman lifted his finger. Whisper a spell. A card-like mark immediately lit up on his fingernails, but the mark was gray and obviously didn't do much.

After trying two sigils in a row, Centman looked at Freya with a frown.

"Where are you from? Is there a clue to get out of here? ”

"From that passage." Freya gestured to the corridor behind her. Then she shook her head slightly. "But I don't recommend that we go back. Because there is an illusion corridor and a large number of spirits, if you are not careful, you will never be able to get out. ”

"Spirits?" Centerman's pupils constricted slightly, and he looked to the end of the room. "Is there only that gate?"

Freya took two more identical rings from her waist pouch and put them on her hand. Said calmly.

"Let's go, there's no point in staying here."

"Hmm."

The two of them agreed and walked cautiously to the door.

Centman reached out and grabbed the doorknob and tugged lightly.

With a 'bang', the door was easily opened, and there was also a passage inside.

It's just that compared to the one Freya came from, the sides of this passage are lit up with pale blue lights.

After a pause, the two walked in directly one after the other.

The direction of the passage was parallel, and both of them walked silently, constantly vigilant on both sides of the passage to prevent any changes.

Sentman took out a special ribbon from his waist and put it on his wrist, the ribbon emitted a faint red light, and a subtle aura of energy emanated from it.

Freya glanced at it and knew that it was also a communication tool, presumably he wanted to use it to test the range of the isolation field.

The distance of the passage was not too long, and after walking for about ten minutes, the two of them came to an area of an intersection.

Aside from the one behind them, there were three passages leading in different directions, two of which were pitch black, and it was obvious that the lighting equipment had been damaged.

A trace of cold wind poured in from the entrance of the passage, and there was a feeling of coldness.

Freya looked cautiously at one of the pitch-black passages and frowned.

"What, what did you find?" Sentman looked at Freya's face and looked at the passage as well.

She lifted her hand and gestured down the hallway. "There's something there, there's a sense of danger."

"Dangerous?" Sentman casually raised his hand and opened it slightly. "Let me test it."

Although Freya saved him once, she still didn't care much about Freya Centman, who was blessed by the Concealment Spell, even if she threatened a crystallized wizard when she entered the ruins, at most he thought that Freya was a little special in addition to her erudition.

However, Freya didn't care about Sentman's attitude.

Tiny black bugs flew out quickly between Centman's outstretched hands, spiraling toward the passage.

These insects made of negative energy and resentment have strong attack power and are very long-range, making them very useful for attacking, defending, and probing.

This is the talent witchcraft that Centman chose after being promoted to a second-level wizard, coupled with the high-level meditation method trait he has learned, the strength of this death-dead insect is almost more powerful than the top-level second-level witchcraft if it bursts out with all its might.

This is also the reason why he survived the wanted period.

Freya stood by the door, using her psychic sense and the eyes of the king snake to constantly probe the passage for changes.

I saw that after the death-breath insect entered, the dangerous aura in the passage immediately rolled up.

Suddenly, a chaotic and miserable roar came from the depths of the passage.

The voice made the face of Centman, who was still casting the spell, change, and then his eyes narrowed slightly. Flick your fingers.

'Whew'.

Large swaths of black bugs poured out from behind him, rushing towards the passage with a strong stench of decay.

A thin hum accompanied by a roar kept coming from the passage, which made Freya frown.

She thought for a moment, took out a tube of black liquid from her waist pouch and shook it towards Centman.

"Need help?"

Looking at the negative energy essence in Freya's hand, Centman shook his head.

"No, it's just a group of mutated living corpses, presumably explorers who have entered the ruins, and they can be completely solved in two minutes, and I think there may be some good things inside."

"Okay." Freya nodded, and put the liquid away.

Two minutes later.

The roar in the passage was completely calm. With a gloomy face, Centman retracted the half-dead worm that was left.

Although these bugs are just phantoms of negative energy. But it still takes mental power to condense it, and he broke his palm after being injured by the spirit body before and fell unconscious, and it took most of it to clean up a passage, which made him a little difficult in his current state.

But. I felt that there was really no danger. The two entered the passageway.

One enters the passage. The strong rancid smell made Freya breathe a little, and she quickly reached out and grabbed a cloud of green light and attached it to her nose and mouth.

Not only does this rancid smell unpleasant, but it also carries chronic biotoxins that can be infected even by wizards.

And that's just for Freya. As a necromantic wizard, this toxin had no effect on his body at all.

Then the flames summoned overhead, and the two of them glanced around expressionlessly.

The ground, walls, and tops of the walls were splashed with a thin layer of black slime, and a faint black smoke spread from above.

Soon, the two of them passed through the passage after the battle, and after a few more turns, they finally found a huge room.

In the middle of the room was a huge black sarcophagus, and on top of the sarcophagus was a dense mass of runes, forming a huge black snake coiled up, engraved on the top of the sarcophagus.

In addition to the sarcophagus, there are stone platforms around the room.

However, when Freya saw the black pattern, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"This is the mark of the King Serpent of Corbela?"

"King snake? Isn't that what you mentioned before? "Centman, who was inspecting the stone platform next to him, turned his head and stretched out his hand to release a wisp of dead insect." Do you want me to open it for you? ”

"Okay." Freya didn't pretentious, nodded and got out of the way.

The king snake sigil on it is just a simple pattern without any energy breath, but to be on the safe side, it is better to let Centman detect it.

Under Centman's control, the tiny Deathworm quickly burrowed into the crevices of the sarcophagus, and after a while, the top of the sarcophagus shook suddenly, and then shattered.

Inside the sarcophagus lay a mummy-like corpse, with its hands crossed, its pitch-black double openings and its nose and mouth, and some tiny black worms could be faintly seen inside.

In the corpse's crossed arms held a black book with the words in ancient language: Death Diary.

However, with the previous example of Cryant, Freya did not pick it up directly, and carefully continued to probe the corpse.

She later discovered that there was a green amber-shaped pendant around the corpse's neck.

The pendant did not seem to have dimmed with the passage of time, but instead reflected a faint glow in the light of the flames overhead.

There is also a faint hint of familiar blood in it.

Freya, who smelled that breath, frowned, this breath was actually the breath of the king snake, but it was too rare to form a bloodline.

Reaching out and tearing the pendant off the corpse, she saw that there was an elongated scale hidden in it, under the seal of the flames.

A trace of invisible breath was drilling down the pendant towards her palm, and the breath was pulling the king snake inheritance she had practiced little by little.

For a moment, Freya only felt as if something special had been added to her body.

"Huh? Is there still spirituality after all this time? ”

However, this breath is still too little, and for Freya, it takes at least a drop of King Snake's blood to promote the inheritance.

Shaking her head slightly, she put the pendant away, and Freya glanced at the corpse.

"This guy seems to be a king snake inheritance wizard when he was alive, but I don't know why he died."

King snakes have a long lifespan, taking tens of thousands of years if they are born to death normally.

Although the wizards inherited from the king snake themselves are not real king snakes, the bloodline in their bodies can still allow them to survive for thousands of years.

And the corpse in front of Freya does not seem to have reached the level of old age, and it is obviously an unnatural death.

However, this also proves that Ciri's detection was correct, and the Hester ruins did indeed show traces of the king snake.

Just as Freya was thinking about something, Sentman, who was not far away, seemed to press a button.

At the top of one of the stone platforms, a small lattice slowly emerged, and some papers were placed inside, which seemed to be information.

And because it is well preserved, these materials are not as badly weathered as other books, and even the ability particles cannot be preserved.

Seeing the information, Sentman took it all out of the grid, and after a brief glance, then a smile unconsciously appeared on his cold face.

"Actually"

Before he could finish his sentence, the newly raised lattice snapped and fell straight back.

Immediately after that, there was a small buzzing sound in the whole room, as if something was vibrating, and at the same time, a strange aura was rising from the ground.

The two looked at each other, then at the same time.

'Click! ’

A pitch-black crack split directly between the two of them, and a bright golden light faintly appeared in it, which seemed to be an eyeball.

Feeling the destructive aura of the golden light, the faces of both of them immediately became extremely ugly.

"Let's go!"

Without thinking about it, Freya and Centman ran out of the room door at the same time.

As they left the room, a large number of cracks spread rapidly on the ground, and in a short time golden eyeballs the size of soccer balls floated out of the cracks, and there were hundreds of them densely, rendering the entire gloomy room golden.

These eyeballs are surrounded by countless tiny tentacles that flutter like fluff.

The pupils of one of the eyeballs in the front swept around, and finally settled on the stone platform where the data had been taken.

Immediately, as if they had received some order, the group of eyeballs rushed out of the door of the room at a speed not inferior to them......

The two of them who were running fast sensed the dangerous aura behind them, and their speed accelerated a few points.

Freya looked at the unusually complexed Sentman and said coldly.

"You know what the hell is in the back of that?"

At this time, Sentman was running and was taking out something and throwing it into the passage behind him, and he was only free to answer Freya after doing this.

"It's the automatic guardian of the ruins, I've encountered the Shephet ruins in the past, a single attack is enough to kill all second-level wizards in an instant, even third-level wizards can take some damage, it's very terrifying."

“”

Being able to kill a second-level wizard in seconds made Freya feel a little tricky.

Before she could say anything, though, the passage behind her exploded with a bang. (To be continued......)