Chapter Seventy-Five: The Sealed North
"This is it. Wang Mian picked up the fragment that emitted a faint blue light on the grass ground: "There are still residual magic elements on this fragment, and it shouldn't be long after it leaves." ”
Chen Dong frowned slightly: "Fragments?"
"Well, it's like glass. ”
Wang Mian said as he handed the fragment into Chen Dong's hands.
Chen Dong looked at it carefully for a while and then changed color: "How can these fragments have the overlapping back lines of the West!"
"Overlapping lines?"
"The overlapping echo pattern is a special enchantment structure of a magic family in the West, which can improve the stability of the enchantment, how can it appear here now. Chen Dong looked suspicious.
Chen Dong is a core member of the Dark Demon Troupe, so he naturally knows some things that others don't know, but even he is puzzled by this matter, and Wang Mian is even less clear about what exactly happened.
"This is?" Wang Mian squatted down and touched a crack in the ground not far away, "The edge of the soil is so smooth, it must be caused by a very sharp weapon." ”
What kind of weapon could it be?Wang Mian suddenly remembered the Templar he had met before, and his weapon was a great sword, "Templar!" Wang Mian exclaimed.
"What?!" Chen Dong was shocked by Wang Mian's words, "Brother Dong, come over and see, who else is there besides the Templars with such a wide sword mark." ”
Chen Dong walked quickly to Wang Mian's side, and after taking a closer look, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's too early to draw conclusions based on this." ”
Wang Mian always likes to think things too complicated, which makes Chen Dong a little helpless.
"And, I forgot to tell you that the Temple of Light and the Magic Guild are now hostile. ”
"This... How is that possible!" Wang Mian had fought with the Templars some time ago because of the Magic Association, how could they be in a hostile relationship now.
Chen Dong shook his head: "It's not clear what exactly happened between them, but it's true that they broke off their relationship." ”
"Leave them alone, our mission now is to find some clues to the undead. ”
The most important thing for them at the moment is time, and they can't waste time in this kind of place, and the appearance of Western magicians does puzzle them, but these are not the key to the problem.
"Let's go, let's go to the Donglin District to have a look, where the last person who happened to the accident is there. ”
Chen Dong sighed deeply, he had wasted such a long time in vain, he didn't expect it to be like this, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.
"Hosts, there really wasn't much time left for us. Attila said anxiously.
Wang Mian nodded with a firm expression, the second stage of the spirit realm will be transformed into a spirit body, if it really allows the undead to recover their strength, he swallowed his saliva with difficulty and said categorically: "If there is no if, we will definitely stop him!"
"The enchantment reorganization has just been completed, which is good, and after waiting for a while, the strength will be able to recover quickly. ”
The black-robed man supported his chin with one hand and tapped the table with the other hand rhythmically, his tone a little excited: "I haven't enjoyed such a sumptuous dinner for thousands of years, and I think of how glorious the undead are under the rule of the Dead Monarch. ”
Suddenly, the man's words changed and he said to himself cruelly: "It's all those lowly ants, when I return to Longqisi, the undead will be revived, and the war that did not end thousands of years ago will start again, and then the entire Longqisi will fall into the fear of death." ”
The war of thousands of years ago was not over in his eyes, and how could he be willing to flee to this world as the last undead.
The black-robed man slowly raised his hands, accompanied by cumbersome spells, a staff gradually appeared in his hand, the staff exuded a very strong dead air, the whole room became extremely gloomy, the pitch-black staff had intricate stripes, and a skull at the top was particularly weird against the backdrop of blood red, and the arc-shaped arch guard with four spikes stood straight on top of the skeleton, and the whole staff gave people a sense of suffocating despair.
"North, you've finally woken up. The man's snort twitched rapidly, his hands trembling with excitement, this was the magic staff used by the undead monarch, containing the ultimate destructive power.
The man's eyes were so wide that they were about to fall out, and his thin palm gently caressed the staff, as if his lover was standing in front of him.
Just when the man was immersed in extreme pleasure, a complex golden inscription suddenly appeared on the staff of the staff, if the staff was a symbol of destruction, then this golden inscription was the hope of new life.
The man's hands retracted the moment the inscription appeared, and if it had been a little later, his hands would have been incinerated by the holy flames.
The staff floated in the air, constantly spewing out eerie black gas, as if trying to break free from the bondage of the inscription, the golden inscription suddenly shone brightly, accompanied by a roar, and the staff did not move at all for an instant.
This is the dragon's roar, the holy power in this whistle completely suppressed the power of the staff, the black-robed man's face changed miserably, the vibration of the dragon's roar caused his spiritual power to suffer a serious blow, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, his eyes were a little scattered, he was unwilling to chant the spell again, but the staff did not react at all.
"Dragons, damn dragons!" the black-robed man slammed his fist against the wall, and roared unwillingly, "It's almost like Nosd will be able to fully wake up, damn it!"
The golden inscription is engraved with the language of the dragon clan, the most profound magic on the continent of Longqi - dragon language magic.
The dragons are the most powerful race in the Dragons Continent, and any adult dragon is comparable to a human ninth-level magician, but the dragons' fertility rate is extremely low, resulting in their number being too rare, but this does not affect their title as the strongest creature in the world.
Dragons are very powerful, their hearing and vision are several times that of humans, and their thick bodies have thick scales, which are immune to certain magical attacks and physical damage.
The dragon's vocal cords are different, the frequency of the sound waves is very high, and other races simply can't chant such complex spells, so dragon magic has become one of the dragons' talents, created by the dragon god they believe in, and the power is very huge, even comparable to the forbidden spell of the archmage.
And the dragon magic that appeared on the skull staff at this moment was a high-level magic of the sealing type, otherwise it would not have such a strong binding force, and it could be sealed even after thousands of years.
The black-robed man carefully picked up the staff on the ground, and stared at a small golden mark on the staff with a gloomy face: "Wait, I will definitely remove this damn magic, and then take Nosd back to Longqisi and slaughter all the dragons!"