Chapter 11: An Unexpected Harvest (1)
"Damn, how do you get up there now?"
He looked around, but found not a single object that could be manipulated, nor any way up there.
Roland reached out and rubbed his troubled head, and even Busthorton was excited about the ancient library, he was sure that there must be more powerful magic recorded on the higher walls.
If he can use this opportunity to obtain powerful magic cards, and it is still six cards, it will be able to directly increase his strength by a large margin.
"Boy, if you want to come up, just stand on the dot in the center!"
Just when Roland was in great distress, suddenly, the voice of the Black Moon Lich Bsoton came from above.
Roland looked in the direction he said, and saw that there was indeed a circular pattern with a diameter of more than three meters in the center, so he didn't think much about it, and walked directly in that direction.
But he didn't know that the process of making the cards he had just made was all in Busthorton's eyes, and although the lich couldn't see the cards, he could also see the silver light pouring into his body.
"It's so much fun...... Odd...... I actually drew power directly from the Ancient Library, quack quack, it seems that I have encountered a very good test subject! ”
The Black Moon Lich Buston said thoughtfully as he watched those silver lights disappear into Roland's body.
If Roland knew the Great Lich's thoughts, he would immediately kneel on the ground and wail: "Please spare me, this lord!"
It's not a good thing to be remembered by a powerful lich, and if you do, you'll be left with a life full of dangers and the possibility of dying at any moment, even if it's the current pope of the Temple.
By this time, Roland had already walked to the position that Busthorn had said, but he did not notice anything unusual, and the rock platform above him remained in place.
Just as he was puzzled, there was a slight tremor on the ground, and with a muffled bang, the round stone on the ground slowly rose and floated upward.
Roland exclaimed, the sudden weightlessness that made him almost fall off the rocky platform, and it was not easy to stabilize his center of gravity.
At the same time, a strange feeling appeared in his heart, as if he could control the direction of the rock platform under his feet, and as long as his heart moved, the platform could go where he wanted to go.
"Keep going up, I'll be there soon, my big knife is already unbearable!"
Roland glanced up at the top of the tower, driving the rock platform up quickly, and couldn't help but look forward to the magic that could be replicated next.
"It's funny, but that's not something you can get, not even me!"
At this time, the Black Moon Lich Buston whispered a word after seeing Roland's movements, then turned around and continued to study the mysterious text behind him, he didn't seem to think that what Roland was going to do next would be successful.
After more than ten minutes of slow ascent, Roland finally reached the highest position of the tower, and when he looked closely, there was only a huge stone slab mixed with black, which contrasted sharply with the rest of the surrounding walls, like a stain in a blank piece of paper.
Roland reached out to the black slate with excitement, and suddenly, a cold touch passed through his fingers, and the familiar crafting card interface popped up in front of him again, and he confirmed this option without hesitation.
There was a deathly silence all around, and there was a loud bang, and I saw a surging black mist gushing out of the stone slab, like a giant dragon, surrounding Roland.
This went on for a long time, and suddenly, the black mist changed direction, and suddenly turned around, surging quickly towards Roland's body, and frantically burrowing into his features.
When all the black mist poured into Roland's body, Roland seemed to lose consciousness, and his whole person fell into a sluggish state, and his feet left the ground and floated off the platform.
And there was a strange change in his body, his eyes turned completely black, without a trace of the whites of his eyes, as if he was occupied by a demon, and this strange scene lasted for several minutes before returning to its original state.
"No way, how could he touch that slate?"
Seeing this, the Black Moon Lich Busoton immediately let out an exclamation.
He had no idea that Roland would be able to reach the top so easily, and where something strange would be triggered, and even he, a lich, couldn't see what was going on with Roland.
In order to find out what was going on with Roland, the lich Busthorn decided to fly up to take a look, but before he could fly much distance, he stopped, stretched out his hand and touched the void in front of him.
With a buzzing sound, a pale blue film emerged from the palm of Busthorton's hand, blocking Busthorton from going up any further.
Unexpectedly, the rookie priest was not hindered, but he, the famous lich, was rejected and shut out.
If it weren't for the destruction of this ancient library, which would have been devastated, the Lich Buston would have wanted to completely demolish this place.
"Alas...... I can't believe that the Ancient Library will not welcome me......"
In desperation, Busthorton sighed at this, and watched what happened to Roland from a distance, the blue flames in the eyes of the two skeletons fluttered and fluttered, not knowing what they were thinking.
"What just happened?"
When Roland regained his sense of self, the first thing he looked at was his hands, and he felt as if something had just happened, but he couldn't remember what was going on in his mind.
Suddenly, he found that the black stone slab in front of him had lost a trace of color, and even the mysterious words on it had disappeared completely.
Did you just make a card and take away all the information on it?
That's right, the cards!
Suddenly, Roland remembered the most important thing, the card he had just made, and hurriedly opened the slate interface, only to see a black and silver card lying there quietly.
"Huh, what's going on...... It seems to be a little different......"
Roland looked at the card in the slate with trepidation, could it be that something happened when he was making the card just now?
He found that this card was a little different from the other cards, the whole card seemed to be shrouded in mist, there was black mist surging all the time, and the silver light was like a silver moon shrouded in dark clouds, and every once in a while it would leak out the holy light, which made people feel a strange feeling.
At this point, he had no choice but to look at the message of the strange card, but the level described on it was beyond his expectations.
【Evidence of Shadows】
Required Character Level: 20
Grade: Epic
Cost: 150 mana and Source of Shadow
Description: Enter a 1-hour dark form and master the power of shadows.
Notes: "A scepter in the shadows, and you will be the embodiment of this shadow!" 》――
Evidence from the shadows