Wu Fei's feet tread on the fragrant soft earth and lawn, and the sound of his footsteps echoing slowly in the surrounding woods.

Not far in front of Wu Fei, an altar that has long been entwined with vines and covered with moss is sleeping quietly, after the long river of time, the rebirth and evolution of human civilization is still waiting for the return of the battle wizard, and Wu Fei is the battle wizard.

"Wu Fei, stop, there should be a stone cabinet on your right hand now, open it, put on the things inside, I will tell you everything when everything is done, and it's time." The voice of the magic book echoed in Wu Fei's sea of knowledge, and there was a seriousness in his tone that he had never felt before.

Wu Fei turned his gaze, and sure enough, a stone cabinet that had already sunk half into the dirt was there, and if he didn't look closely, it would really be a dirt bag covered with vines and dirt.

"Wu Fei, I only know that there is an energy signal similar to yours here, but I have been unable to open the altar by all means...... It seems to be completely different from the other facilities inside the minaret, as if it is not a man-made machine or system at all, but it emits an energy signal. General Xie Shouhua's voice came from the sky at this time, and there was a thick incomprehension in his words.

"If you still want to stop the Reaper of Civilization, then you don't see anything today, otherwise as you said, there are many ways to survive." Wu Fei turned his head and said to Skyrim.

"I don't know who you are, but I'm going to block all forms of information records near your area, so no one will know what you're doing here." Although General Xie Shouhua had a guess in his heart that made him feel incredible, he also knew that if Wu Fei refused, it would be difficult to wait for someone who could reach the top of the spire in three years, not to mention that it would take another year or even two years to prepare for sufficient energy and power cores.

After receiving General Xie Shouhua's reply, Wu Fei also raised his feet and walked to the front of the stone cabinet when an arched blue energy barrier appeared around him.

The scarlet mist instantly swirled around Wu Fei's body, and Wu Fei grabbed both sides of the stone cabinet with both hands, and dragged it out of tens of thousands of years of slumber and buried it in the earth.

Both hands firmly grasped the handle of the stone cabinet carved with obvious carvings that did not belong to the modern human civilization, and the two stone doors in front of him that were also carved with complicated carvings but obviously did not belong to the modern human society, and the carved stone doors of any known era were also slowly opened under Wu Fei's expectant gaze.

As soon as a crack was opened, the stone cabinet suddenly opened on its own with a sound as the purple light on its surface flickered.

Inside the stone cabinet, a neatly arranged black robe was neatly arranged, and for some reason it was spotless.

When Wu Fei's fingers touched the black robe, the dark golden glow on it started along the part touched by Wu Fei's fingers, sweeping over the entire black robe, and at the same time, the black robe instantly decomposed and turned into a silk snake that wound along Wu Fei's fingers.

There was no discomfort during the whole process, and even Wu Fei felt that the black robe was almost like his own skin, and it was attached to his body gently but not too tight, and automatically fit Wu Fei's body shape.

When everything was done, Wu Fei looked at himself in the stone mirror on the inside of the stone gate, which was made of unknown material but had the same supply as the mirror, it was a man in a black robe but did not show any cysts and obstructions, the black robe was wrapped from head to toe, and the dark gold lines on it did not bring a heavy feeling, but had a substantial sense of coercion.

"You have the sacrificial robe of a battle wizard on you, and now you are a real battle wizard, but there are no older battle wizards who can pray for your spirit." The voice of the Grimome had an indescribable mixture.

"Now, what should I do?" Wu Fei, who knew nothing about sacrifices and altars, asked in the sea of knowledge.

"Turn around and walk to the altar, and let me see what is carved on it." After saying that, Wu Fei, who was dressed in black robes, turned around and walked to the altar step by step, and at the same time, Wu Fei could also feel the tension of the magic codex.

As Wu Fei approached the altar step by step, the intricate carvings on the altar were gradually filled with golden light like flowing liquid, and slowly emitted a golden glow.

When Wu Fei and the Magic Book that Wu Fei had allowed to share their vision saw the throne outlined by the golden glow, Wu Fei didn't react much, but the Magic Book was a little shocked in disbelief for a while.

The light of the throne was still flickering, and at the top of the golden throne, a golden streamer pattern in the form of a palm seemed to call Wu Fei.

"Witch ...... Wizard Emperor, Wu Fei, let me put it simply, this altar in our time is an altar that only a battle wizard with the ability to control the soul can make it activate, and if this altar is triggered, it means that as long as the battle wizard is not robbed of his soul by other wizards and dies, he is destined to become the ruler of all types of wizards, the Wizard Emperor! And this throne symbolizes the absolute dominance of the Witch Spirit Emperor! At that time, all the battle wizards at the beginning of the birth of witchcraft existed for dozens of centuries, fighting to the death, in order to sit on the throne in front of them! The voice of the Grimome was incredulous, followed by extreme ecstasy and respect that had been deep into the depths of the soul.

"Soul control?" Wu Fei was a little curious about this fresh term.

"That is the category of witchcraft that belongs to any category of wizards who pursue all their lives, called 'soul witchcraft', every wizard from birth to death, can only have at most one'soul witchcraft', 'soul witchcraft' is an extension from their own soul, that is, a wizard's soul can only carry a 'soul witchcraft' that belongs to him, and there will only be one, of course, there are naturally all kinds of abilities, but what really belongs to the status of the king is the combat class of 'soul witchcraft', and in all' 'Soul Witchcraft' in the Emperor's Status, 'Soul Control'. The Grimoire explained, still shocked.

"To put it simply, 'Soul Mastery' is a soul sorcery that allows you to control a soul that is more fragile than the brain and heart for organic beings." The voice of the Grimoire finally recovered from the shock.

"Yes, it's useful." Wu Fei said.

"Wu Fei, quick, press your hand on the palm print at the top of the throne." The tone of the Grimoire was full of hope and excitement.

Wu Fei didn't even think about it, so he pressed the palm print of his right hand aimed at the top of the throne, and even after his right hand came into contact with the golden glow, it was constantly ignored from skin to flesh and blood, and finally until the bones were shattered layer by layer, until the golden light seemed to accept Wu Fei, and the golden glow of his own body gathered together, reconstructing a right arm for Wu Fei......

When Wu Fei's right hand with golden patterns matched the palm print at the top of the throne, the golden brilliance instantly turned into a shockwave like a nova explosion and swept out, and after submerging Wu Fei's figure in it, this golden shockwave swept through the top grassland in the blink of an eye, and penetrated the wall of unknown material on the top floor of the spire without hindrance, and when it spread ten kilometers around the top of the spire at a rapid speed, it turned into a giant circle of light with the spire as the core and shining dazzling golden light around the top of the spire.

The giant golden circle of light stood still for a few seconds before converging towards the tip of the tower, and finally, with a sudden roar that resounded through the sky like a thunder dragon, it turned into a pillar of light with dazzling brilliance and soared into the still cloudy wasteland sky.

It's like an emperor's spear, piercing the gloomy sky like a bamboo!