Maureen stood silently, without the slightest movement.

What happened exceeded his expectations, and he didn't expect that in the depths of the seal, he would encounter the bronze claws of the Lord of War who had been sealed, and a wisp of residual thoughts left by the once extremely powerful ancient wizard.

And he also made a deal with the fifth-level spirit ring wizard named Soth, allowing him to get the bronze claws of the Lord of War, as well as the relics of Soth, which was undoubtedly a good thing.

"The existence that can fight with Soth must be a fifth-level or even sixth-level creature...... such a thought flashed through Merin's heart, and he looked at the bronze claw floating in front of him, which did not look abnormal in the slightest, and the expression on his face was a little strange.

Needless to say, Soth must have helped him deal with this bronze claw, otherwise, Morin would not have been able to absorb and devour this bronze claw later.

Merlin thought of something else, and didn't immediately devour the bronze claw in front of him.

"The curse of the ancient wizards......" Merlin muttered to himself, his eyes narrowing and he felt an unspeakable pressure.

From Soth's words before, it is not difficult to see that the ancient wizard has a curse, which is too shocking for Merin, you know, he is a powerful ancient wizard, if the ancient wizard has shackles, then what does everything mean to him?

Would he have such a curse too?

As long as he thought about it like this, Mo Lin couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Soth didn't tell him what the curse of the ancient wizard was, and it was clear that he thought that Merlin's mentor had told him about the curse of the ancient wizard when he was learning about it, but in fact, Morin didn't know anything about what he should know.

"Even a fifth-level spirit ring great wizard can't curse it......" Merlin whispered, and at this time, he thought of a lot of things.

Ancient wizards are much stronger than ordinary wizards and the existence of other power systems, to some extent, they are not comparable at all, in the same power level, ancient wizards can definitely easily crush those others, they are undoubtedly powerful existences.

But the ancient wizards disappeared in the end, and even now, to the point where even the inheritance is broken.

Is it because of the curse of the ancient wizards?

Or is it due to a combination of other reasons......

Merlin thought silently, and suddenly there was an indescribable strange feeling in his heart, where he stood quietly, looking calm, but thinking about some other things.

There was a bronze claw in front of him, and after standing in place for a while, Morin stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and slowly stroked the bronze claw.

"Chip, scan and detect!" Morin gave the chip a command in his mind.

"Ding! Mission has been established!"

"The database is not enough to detect!"

The sound of chips rang out.

Morin listened to the voice of the chip, but there was no other expression on his face, and such a conclusion was actually something he expected.

With a bang, Mo Lin's body changed, he unfolded his true appearance, changed into the appearance of a black flame dragon pattern winged snake, opened his big mouth, and swallowed the bronze claw in front of him with a heavy mouthful.

He reverted to his human form, and slowly floated down from the air, the energy aura on his body kept rising and falling, changing constantly, as if he could break through at any time, but in the end, those powerful energy breaths finally slowly calmed down.

Mo Lin's eyes kept flashing bronze phantoms, which were affected by the power of the bronze claws of the Lord of War.

Suddenly, in the midst of those powers, Merlin felt something déjà vu, and with it a message.

"The curse of the ancient wizards, I know, I know what the curse of the ancient wizards is......" Merlin muttered to himself, "The so-called curse of the ancient wizards has always been a restriction, a kind of shackle to our ancient wizards!"

"The ancient wizards are strong, very strong, much stronger than the wizards of the same stage, it is not like the existence of the same power level, and with the increase of the power level in the future, their suppression of the wizards of the same stage will become greater, and after the fourth or fifth level, a very small number of ancient wizards with terrifying bloodline power and the extraordinarily powerful Minai totem can even fight beyond the ranks!"

"This is simply too scary, with the increase of the level of strength, it is very difficult to make the slightest progress, the difference between the different power levels is simply separated by the moat, but the ancient wizards can cross the moat!"

"However, after the fourth level, it became extremely difficult for the ancient wizards to improve their strength, and in the end, the ancient wizards did not even have a way to improve their strength again. ”

"They will never stop at level seven, and they will never be able to become legends!"

The thoughts in Mo Lin's mind kept churning, and he said: "In the future, the improvement of strength will be limited, and it will be more and more difficult to improve, and after reaching the sixth level Holy Day Wizard, you will never be able to improve, and you will never be able to become a seventh-level legend." ”

"That's what it is...... Curse of the Ancient Sorcerer. ”

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Argent.

Pure silver.

The silver sky, the silver clouds, the silver buildings, everything, is a vast silver, all of this is too pure, so it seems extremely lonely.

Anne walked slowly, she raised her head and looked ahead, at the silver temple in front of her.

The Silver Temple was in ruins, the stone pillars had fallen to the ground, the dome was shattered, and the walls were covered with countless fine cracks, the Silver Temple looked luxurious, but it was very desolate at this time.

It's like going through endless years.

Anne slowly walked into the silver sanctuary, and she looked around at the statues that had collapsed to the ground and had shattered.

There are not many statues that have been preserved, there are figures with wings growing on their backs and holding holy swords, there are figures shrouded in black smoke that cannot be seen, and there are inexplicable beings wearing wreaths woven into a wreath of burning golden flames, and there are many other people besides them.

Anne walked slowly, looking at the figures and the buildings around her, with a stunned look on her face.

Her body glowed with a blinding silver light, echoing everything around her.

A mighty river emerged all around, rushing through it with a faint and mighty sound, it was the River Styx.

Faintly, there were inexplicable and indistinguishable voices, strange voices, like the murmurs of lovers, like prayers in prayer, like sleep in eternal rest in the time of death.

Anne's face was full of struggle and pain.

She staggered back and let out a faint cry, "I remember...... I thought about it, I thought about it......"

"Alesia, no, Mother of Nightmares, your current name should be the so-called Mother of Nightmares, oh, Mother of Nightmares. ”

"Alesia, you've always liked the title Mother of Nightmares. ”

"It's just, Alesia, sister, my sister, why, why did you kill me, why did you kill me!"

"Why ......"

With a pained look on her face, Anne covered her head and slowly crouched down on the ground.