Chapter 51: Big News

Hearing this name, Mu Yan was stunned.

"Is the Lancelot you are talking about, the Lancelot I understand?"

Shans, or Lancelot, smirked, "Which Lancelot do you understand?" โ€

"The genius sword saint Lancelot Morningstar, admired by all swordsmen, one of the founders of the Morningstar Empire, cast a statue for the nuns of the lake." After saying that, he suddenly seemed to realize something.

Statue? Could it be......

"I'm afraid that's me, so to speak," Lancelot laughed, "You really blew up Granny Oumar's statue?" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ It's me. Mu Yan scratched his head embarrassedly, as if he had blown up a lot of things. And...... The name Granny Oumar seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

He is more concerned about his current situation than this ungraspable inspiration.

"What happened to me? What about Surya? โ€

Hearing his third question, Lancelot couldn't help but laugh.

"What's the matter, I...... Did you say the wrong thing again? โ€

Mu Yan suddenly felt a little panicked, as if someone had brought him a lot of psychological shadows.

"No, I'm just a little surprised." He stopped laughing and asked, "What is your relationship with Arthur's descendants?" โ€

"Who is Arthur?"

"Don't you know that Arthur was my lieutenant back then? They were all blonde and purple-eyed, so I recognized the little girl at a sight. โ€

"Uh......" Mu Yan was silent, "We...... We're in company. โ€

"It's very close." He couldn't help but add.

It seems that after this nightmare, his mentality has changed slightly.

"Good." Lancelot patted him on the shoulder. "Except for the big man who needs to recuperate for a while, everyone else is fine, but you are the one who has been in a coma for the longest time."

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"A week."

"Goo-"

Mu Yan's stomach screamed coincidentally.

"Look at it, thanks to these two leaves." Lancelot handed him a small mirror and pointed to the back of his neck.

He placed the mirror on the right side of his body, and sure enough, he saw two more pale gold tattoos on the back of his neck, the size of a fingernail, as clearly visible as the veins of a leaf.

"What is this?"

"The leaves of Imotru, provide you with nutrients these days."

"Mr. Lancelot, what the hell happened to me?" He asked, "And who is Paperis, who appeared before?" Where were we sent by him? โ€

"Take your time." Lancelot motioned for him to be at ease.

"Do you know the Acacia Labyrinth and the Starlight Arena?"

Mu Yan hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

"The Acacia Labyrinth is the first level, which contains the triple trial of 'Wisdom', 'Patience' and 'Calm', and those who clear these three tests will charge the magic device on the fourth floor, and then activate the solo teleportation to the Starlight Arena for the final 'Courage Trial'. But because that guy named Gustavo had the taproot of the acacia tree at the beginning of its birth, and fortunately helped it to connect it, it caused the acorn, that is, the tree, to penetrate the surface and connect to the magic crystal mine below, you know that, right? โ€

"You know...... bar. โ€

"It's good to know." Lancelot didn't see his hesitation. "Then the fourth layer is charged to the limit, and by default, all of you have passed the test, and all of you are teleported to the Starlight Arena in one breath, and the fourth trial begins."

In other words, those before were all trials, all of them were ...... Fake? โ€

"That's right, it's all fake, and some small things happened during the process." Lancelot poured two cups of tea and handed him one.

"Because you were the first to be teleported, and the fear you faced was so strong, it gradually took control of everyone's trials, in short, it was a combination of everyone's fears."

Mu Yan took a sip of the unknown tea leaves, felt a bitterness spread in his mouth, and couldn't help frowning.

"But...... I always felt that there was something wrong, what happened to that sword light later? Why am I in a coma when everyone else is okay? And why does Gustavo need to recuperate? Isn't he like me? โ€

Lancelot shrugged.

"Maybe only you can answer this question, no one knows what kind of fear you are facing, it is incredibly powerful, and it can even break through Piper's control over the trial space, so I have to make a move, the sword light you saw should have been caused by me. I had to do that to save you, and to forcibly stop your nightmare from endangering others further, and perhaps that would explain why you were unconscious. โ€

"Why can't even you explain this? If Mr. Lancelot, you and Piper really control the Starlight Arena......"

Lancelot snapped his fingers.

"Do you know where this is?"

"O windy firmament."

"Do you know the purpose of this place?" He asked again.

"Uh...... The Sanctuary of Rahr the Windwhisperer? It's like the tranquil lakes of Ysso, the heart of the mountains of Watson, and the Suffron of Garden. โ€

Lancelot didn't answer, just looked at him quietly.

After about five seconds, Mu Yan couldn't resist it, and hurriedly said goodbye.

"Okay...... Actually, I also have some suspicions, the elements here are active and frightening, and it should have nothing to do with these holy places. โ€

"Let's put it this way, this is the bridge between the two worlds, and it is also the front line of the great war before the end of each era."

Suddenly hearing such exciting news, Mu Yan couldn't help but sit up straight, with a solemn expression, and looked like he was listening.

These things have always been a favorite of scholars.

Lancelot cleared his throat and continued.

"I feel the breath of necromancy in you."

"What?"

Mu Yan stood up in surprise and almost threw the teacup in his hand to the ground.

"Sit down, don't be surprised."

"Oh......"

He sat down properly, but the shock in his eyes could not be concealed, so he took a sip of tea to suppress the shock.

"I have another name Ward."

"Poofโ€”"

The spray this time was not controlled by Zaix, as last time, and was all accepted by Lancelot's handsome face.

"I'm sorry!"

Fortunately, Mu Yan himself is a cold talker, and it is not a problem to control the flow of water.

"Is the Ward you mean to be the one I understand?" He asked cautiously.

"If you're referring to the so-called Necronomicon founders, then yes."

"But...... This ......" he was puzzled.

You say that a good Juggernaut suddenly became the mysterious founder of the Necromantic School, Ward?

Lancelot waved his hand.

"I'll talk about this later, let's talk about the above first. Since you're a necromancer, you should know about Heru's existence, right? Or to put it another way, you're more used to calling it the River Styx. โ€

"Isn't that rigorous enough?"

"I understand, you want to say that Heru is the same as Lokan, and the River Styx is just a river like a water galaxy."

Mu Yan nodded.

"But for most necromancers, they only have access to the River Styx, and few even know that it is Heru, so you seem to be a little different." Lancelot looked at him with a smirk.

Talking more......

Fortunately, Lancelot didn't dwell on it too much, as if it was just to warn him.

"The active element you feel, strictly speaking, should be called the surging element, it is different from the elements of the outside world, it has life, so it is easier to perceive, and for the mage, it is easier to form a spell, because to borrow its power, you don't need to obtain permission through the magic web, so the spell is more quickly and quickly.

"But in the outside world, it's different, the inanimate elemental is controlled by the magic web, and every spellcaster under the legend needs Ikali's permission to construct their own spells."

It's the same as surfing the Internet, Mu Yan thought to herself.

"In Heru, however, it's the opposite. The vast majority of Heru's elementals are active, but the 'Dark Abyss' is full of dead elements, where a tree of death called Ignos grows, similar to Imotru.

"Whether it's Imotru in the Wind Firmament, or Ignos in the Dark Abyss, they are all converters of the elements, the former absorbing the elements of dead silence and transforming them into surging elements, and the latter is the opposite.

"Hearing this, you may have guessed that the 'Dark Abyss' and the 'Wind Firmament' together form a bridge between the two worlds. As such, these two places are the frontlines of the 'Anno War'. โ€