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Gordon returned to his room, the conversation he had just had with the armor mage still echoing in his mind.

The more he felt that those Sun Spirit Slabs were more than just for obtaining Alawi. The props of the Ascending Sun Legacy are so simple.

There were more and more doubts in his heart, and Gordon took out all three of his Sun Spirit Stone Slabs and placed them on the bed.

In the past, he just thought that the slate was a guide and test deliberately left by the Sun Elf ** Master in the world, in order to screen people with sufficient qualifications to inherit his inheritance.

This kind of thing is not uncommon. Those who have been immersed in arcane arts all their lives and have achieved great magical achievements, but when their lives come to an end and they have to report to the Astral Divine Kingdom, there are many mages who have no one in the mortal world to inherit their life's work. They usually leave behind items, clues, and puzzles, and if someone meets the conditions, they can get the legacy they left behind.

The so-called art comes from life. Those adventure novels that tell the story of a rookie mage who has been inherited by his predecessors, and finally grew up and promoted to a legend are not completely nonsense.

It is precisely the basis of reality, so after Gordon got the slate in the Sun Elf Castle, he only subconsciously thought that he was lucky and found the treasure, and did not think of other places.

The little bit of player instinct that was faintly left in his heart probably still felt that it was just a hidden mission with a good reward.

But now, after obtaining enough information, this hidden mission, it seems, is also in front of him, and a branch plot has appeared.

Gordon decided to take another closer look at the Sun Elven Slates.

Of course, this time it's not to find out what special functions these Sun Spirit Stone Tablets have, but to use the Eyes of Truth and Warning to see if they still hide any secrets.

Opening the Eye of Truth and Warning, Gordon's pupils turned from black to bright yellow with a hint of pale brown.

Under the illumination of this sub-artifact that can almost see through a qiē illusion, every inch of the Sun Spirit Stone Slab is meticulously revealed, and it is presented in front of Gordon's eyes without reservation.

He saw a faint, cleverly hidden, blue-purple magical aura.

Generally speaking. The spells of many schools of illusion will show this light.

Gordon continued to concentrate, a glimmer of starry light flashing in his eyes, and his gaze pierced the blue-purple magical aura like a sharp needle.

Then, he saw the pale green magical aura emanating from the Sun Elf Slate itself.

Among the Changing School spells, those related to life and activation. The Metropolis radiates this kind of light.

Gordon was already sure there was something strange about the elven slabs these days. Otherwise, Allawi. The rising sun will never persevere on it to conceal the true face of the Sun Elf Slate.

However, with Gordon's current knowledge reserves, with his 31 points of arcane knowledge and 25 points of spell identification skills, he still can't see what kind of spells are blessed on these Sun Elf Stone Tablets.

After all. Allawi. Sheng Yang is also a legendary mage of the School of Change, and must have his own unique arcane secret methods that are not known to others. And he is also a figure in the Third Age period, after this thousand years of evolution and development, today's spells are very different from those at that time, Gordon can't recognize it, it's normal.

Just when Gordon revealed the secret of the Sun Elf Slate. In his mind, a system prompt sounded again.

"You have revealed the secret hidden in the Sun Elf Slate, please continue to explore. Task Template Upgrade Task Conditions Changed: Expose Alavi. The truth about the legacy of the rising sun. When the conditions are met, you'll get a new template. ”

After listening to the system's narrative, Gordon pursed his lips. What can I do? In order to get a new character template, a new class, and to be able to continue to level up, he can only follow the instructions of the system.

But there's a catch. He never figured it out. That is, in Ancient Age, no matter what kind of character template you have, you can continue to level up. Even if it's just an obscure template, as long as you accumulate enough experience, you can still reach level 2o. But why did you travel to the other world, in this real world of Telos, the game system in your mind is different?

The more you dig deeper. Now there are more and more unknowns, and the mystery is getting bigger and bigger. Gordon forced himself to forget about the puzzles that swirled around his mind for a moment and went to bed.

After a night's rest, Gordon came to the restaurant.

The four of them have a very tacit understanding and gather here. The dwarf and the ranger maiden asked left and right. I'd like to ask how the two of them were talking to the armor mage. Both of them had only dealt with the constructed creatures, and were curious about the mysterious owner who was in charge of the subterranean complex.

After Gordon and Ji'er talked about their conversation with the armor mage, it sparked a heated discussion. Glago, whose gossip and imagination are all far above ordinary dwarves, and the romantic little girl in her youth, who talks non-stop for the armor mage Auston and his wife Delia, and Alavi. The three of Shengyang compiled one after another tangled and abusive love triangle stories.

Gordon felt that if these two men went to write novels, they would be very popular, and they would be widely disseminated by bards, court entertainers, and playwrights, and became popular in the big 6, and became a bedside must-read for the deep resentful women and the little girls in Huaichun.

After breakfast, the boring gossip ended, and the few people talked about business, and finally decided to go to the wreckage of the tree of life together to find out.

Needless to say, Miss Ji'er also wants to know what the Sun Elf Slate is for. And Serra and Glago, in addition to exploring the gossip of Auston and Alawi's grievances, also hope to find some precious treasures from the remains of the Tree of Life. As adventurers who have been wandering the ruins of Tanzawa for a long time, they have never been so close to the central area of the ruins, which is a great temptation.

The armoured mage did not react to the departure of the four foreign guests, perhaps as he said, he was too busy with the mysterious reality to take care of anything else.

Riveting O5O is responsible for sending the group away.

Standing outside the gate, Gordon pulled out Adonis's notes and flipped through the points he had marked on them. According to the captain's description, he and his subordinates did not enter this gate when the battleship crashed and fled, but took another fork in the road.

In other words, following that fork in the road, you can reach the battleship Wings of Ancindora.

As expected, it took half a day. After a dark and damp journey, he left the tunnel and entered a large underground cavern.

In this place full of signs of collapse and destruction, Gordon saw at a glance a huge shuttle-shaped object in the center of the cavern, which was inserted diagonally into the ground at an angle of about thirty degrees.

As the crowd walked over, Gordon brushed away the dust on the surface and tapped lightly on the smooth hull.

"This is camphor wood. A very common material used in shipbuilding. Gordon said. He walked around and found a closed iron door next to a pair of ice-feathered bird's wings and saber emblems.

This door is supposed to be where Captain Adonis retreated.

Gordon took out the cross key from the dimensional pouch and inserted it into the keyhole.

Sonorous!

A crisp crashing sound was heard. The iron door opened.

After blessing himself with various detection spells, and opening the Eye of Truth and Warning at the same time, Gordon cautiously walked into this dusty ship for thousands of years. From the flying battleship of the Magic Empire of Netherland.

Since there are no loitering in the team now, and only the Ranger Sierra can make a cameo, it is necessary to be more cautious.

According to Captain Adonis's notes, the bow of the ship was supposed to be a warehouse for storing various consumables. After entering, it was now like this, and the large room was stacked with ropes, wood, iron plates, nails, tung oil and other materials. It is used to repair the damage of the battleship in battle.

With no magic or poisonous substances, the tension in Gordon's mind eased for a moment, and then moved on.

They left the warehouse and walked into the gun chambers lined with heavy ballistas. These ballistas are capable of firing a variety of heavy bolts enchanted with energy damage such as fire, frost, lightning, and acid erosion, and are the primary means of attack for flying warships. However, Captain Adonis had already destroyed these weapons before he abandoned the ship, so that they would not fall into the hands of the Sun Elves. So Gordon got nothing.

But it doesn't matter, his main purpose. It is to see if you can enter the core area of the battleship and get the Mithic Core that drives the battleship.

If you can really get what you want, then you will make a lot of money.

After leaving the gun room, the group of four went to the sailors' quarters, located in the middle of the battleship.

Due to the cramped space on the battleship, more than a hundred low-ranking sailors could only sleep together, and each of them only had a canvas hammock. on the walls. It was a whole row of drawers, the only place where sailors were able to put their personal belongings.

"It's miserable." Grago glanced at the pile of bones in the corner and blew off his beard. In battleships, such scenes can be seen everywhere. These sailors who died in battle. More than 1,000 years later, it has long since been reduced to rotten bones.

However, for adventurers, rummaging through the relics of the dead is the most normal thing to do. Except for Miss Ji'er, the other three of them were all looking at the drawers one by one with great interest, to see if there could be any unexpected gains-they have all come here, and they can't go home empty-handed.

However, even if they were soldiers loyal to the powerful Magic Empire, these sailors were only in the middle and lower classes of society, and could not have much wealth. All they found in the drawers were some Netherland Empire coins, as well as a few bits and pieces of cheap ornaments.

"Better than nothing." The dwarf shrugged.

"Go ahead, there should be even greater gains in the officers' quarters and the captain's bedrooms."

Gordon's words rekindled Glago and Serra's enthusiasm. They were about to hit the road when they felt a thud in the hull of the ship.

Debris fell from the ceiling, and the entire wooden hull creaked because of the vibration, which made people's hearts tighten, for fear that the ship would disintegrate as a thousand-year-old.

"Another earthquake?" Ji'er reflexively kept Gordon's arm, an action that caused Serra to roll her eyes.

"No, it's more like ......an explosion caused by arcane energy," Gordon said with a stern expression.

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