At the beginning, Li Qing once said that the Golden Book was divided into a set of 100 pages, and each page recorded a different spell. It can renew all the mysteries and truths discovered in the world by itself, so it is also called the Book of Ten Thousand Laws.

A small backward fishing village, it has since discovered that it has relied on it to create a brilliant magical civilization. At the height of the Magic Empire, there were nineteen of the highest Grand Arcanists, each of whom was comparable to a human god, and they collectively mastered the Nether Scroll. Over time, the Nether scrolls were stolen due to poor keeping.

In the end, and the most powerful Arcanist in history, Casas, lost the last part of the Nether Scroll when he took over.

Since then, they have completely disappeared into history.

Now, there was a page in front of Al.

Unfortunately, Al didn't dare to touch it.

Li Qing once solemnly warned Al.

"If one day, you find out that the Nether scroll in your body is real, don't touch it or look at it until you become a legendary mage. ”

"This kind of super artifact, even if it is only one page, the terrifying and massive knowledge recorded in it will explode the minds of mortals. ”

Al asked unwillingly.

"And what did the fishermen of Netherel think in the first place?"

Li Qing couldn't answer, and he was angry and angry.

"At the beginning, people were the master of the artifact and the spirit, and the whole set was there. Now it's divided into pages, and the power is out of control, and of course you can't see it. Besides, what version of the Golden Book was at that time, and how many things could be recorded. Now more than 15,000 years have passed, and the Golden Book has long been upgraded to the latest version, and you can read it if you are not afraid of the amount of knowledge of 15,000 years!"

If it weren't for Li Qing's advice, Al would definitely try to open it. But now Li Qing's words are like a sharp sword hanging over his head.

"What happens if I turn it on?" he asked Alastel.

Alastel asked, confused.

"Father, can you open it? I tried, but I couldn't open it. ”

When Al heard that he couldn't open it, he thought for a moment, but cautiously reached out to grasp the Nether scroll.

The cold gold book was full of metallic texture, and it didn't react except for glowing. He tried to lift the corner of the golden book, and the corner was like a soft piece of paper, and he gently lifted it.

Al immediately closed it.

This Nether scroll is the property of the All Things Are One, and Ciel was angry that Al had not opened the Sealing Spell and the Nether Scroll, as if he thought that Al would definitely be able to open it.

Al already knew that because of the Nether Scroll, the One Society of Everything would not be able to monitor him, so how did he know if he opened it or not?

Once opened, what will happen and all things will know if they are one? What did they do with this scroll?

Otherwise, why did Alastel grow up with the Nether Scroll, but he couldn't open it?

Thinking of this, Al extinguished his thoughts about the Nether Scroll. Everything is one, and he just doesn't do what he wants him to do.

Along with Alastel handed over, there was also a magical ritual authority centered on the Nether Scrolls.

Al finally saw what was hidden in his shadow.

It was a pitch-black orb with a three-ring magical ritual inside.

One was connected to the Nether scroll in his hand, and the other also had a mysterious scroll on it, presumably the mysterious Divine Sealing Technique.

Inside sat a huge shadow, looking at Al with a pair of scarlet eyes.

Cold, evil.

And, with wisdom.

The magical rituals were too complicated for Al's shallowness to recognize their purpose.

However, Alastel handed it over, and from then on, Al could control him through the ritual.

"What is the Divine Sealing Technique?"

"The Divine Sealing Technique is used to seal the divine power of various gods and transform them into attributeless divine power for me to absorb. ”

"What is the Attributeless Divine Power?"

Al's question was too profound for Alastel to understand.

He is not a weapon of war created by an ancient magical empire, and once awakened, he has a complete memory.

There is the wisdom of the Ancient Magic Empire that is out of control, and the Unification of All Things will also deliberately limit the wisdom and only want to create a war puppet.

Al asked many more questions, and when the discomfort wore off, he put the Nether scroll back.

He now needed the Nether Scroll to shield him from all sorts of peeping and spying. When Alastel handed over control of the ritual to him, it seemed that Al could actively use this power to block out all discovery.

The return of Al has lifted up the besieged grief and indignation of the Aurets, and the strength of their Highness has taken root in the hearts of the people.

In particular, the Wilson family did not let them enter the city, and Al simply announced the siege of the city, and then sacrificed the mage of the Wilson family to the demons, and then summoned the spirit of the ancestors to fight with them and smash the orc altar.

Everything is so relieving and exciting.

Oret only identifies with the strong.

"Your Highness, welcome back. ”

Hart took the lead in saluting, followed by Lawson and Joshua, the pride of the sky.

Then came the Iron Guard and his knights.

They shouted in unison, cheering his return from the bottom of their hearts.

Your Highness, please lead us to wash away the humiliation of being besieged.

Al glanced around, and the Iron Guard had been reduced by seven, seriously wounded by a dozen, and disabled by three. His twenty-man knight regiment was directly close to annihilation, and the new four knights were left with only Felistto and the other one.

Although all of Abt's knights were wounded, none of them died.

When fighting the Dead-Eye Tyrant, Al protected them well, without a single casualty, and faced them alone when there was a strong danger.

All of this was done by the Wilson family.

Hart, the iron-blooded leader who had once been like a verbose butler, knelt down on one knee in silence.

"Your Highness, please allow me to resign from my position as Commander and expel me from my family. ”

He knew very well that Al had already joined the military department's special service, belonged to the army, and belonged to His Majesty's people, and it was inconvenient to attack the soldiers of the Wilson family in Fury Wind City. The family is loyal to the empire, and they can't directly attack them as soldiers.

Only he took off all his honor to avenge the dead and wounded people.

Al didn't look at him indifferently, but at Ali.

"Why didn't you go to the pastor. ”

His wealth was placed in Ali, and no matter how much it cost to ask the priest to heal his serious injuries, he should have spent it. Even if it's not enough, can't the name of the Iron Blood Family even be on credit?

Al spoke bitterly with difficulty.

"The Wilson family had sent away all the senior pastors who could heal their serious injuries and be reborn, and although the church tried their best to assign a senior pastor, they could not cure everyone. ”

To become a pastor, you are rarely tempted by money and status. But precisely because the relationship with everyone is average, saving everyone is saving. Someone in the Wilson family needed to heal a serious injury, and they were going to go because of good teachings. Even if it was an ordinary warrior, the Wilson family was willing to pay a high price for the priest's divine magic.

However, the priest's divine skill is not unlimited, and the high-level divine skill of healing serious injuries can only be performed once in three days.

"The church that healed our fighters helped me write it down. By the way, tell them to take back all the priests. No one in the Wilson family will need to waste treatment anymore. ”

He looked at Hart, cold reprimand.

"Orette's revenge must be dignified. The timidity of the tail lost all his face. ”

Hart was moved and ashamed, iron-blooded Orlet, who has been competing openly since he was a child, and revenge must naturally be above board.

"Your Highness, however, you are already a member of the military department, they are the same system as you, and you can't make a move against them......"

Al walked indifferently towards the sky, and golden light flew out of Al.

His cold whispers and mockery swept through the city of Fury Wind like a cold wind.

"In this world, people who have no value don't cause anyone to care. ”

"And the dead are the least valuable. ”

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