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"Master, is this what you call the magic gate?

Ace asked, stroking the stone door carved with reliefs in front of him.

"I guess so, but I don't look like it. ”

Fang Zhen was also full of doubts.

Under the light of the lamp, Fang Zhen was in this relatively narrow rock passage, holding his hands and touching his chin, quietly observing the stone gate in front of him.

The stone gate is small, about two meters high and one meter wide, and appears to be made of very strong metal rock (rock mixed with hard metal). There were no magic arrays or runes on the surface, only protruding reliefs.

And this relief is very strange, at least in Fang Zhen's opinion.

It was a relief like a swirl of clouds, not any symbolic relief of people and animals, much less an environmental relief of stories.

"Whirlpool, why is it so familiar?" Fang Zhen looked at the more he felt that this relief felt a bit familiar.

When Fang Zhen looked at this relief quietly, unconsciously, the relief in front of him slowly began to rotate.

Like an illusion, like a visual illusion. But Fang was shocked to find that the swirl relief in front of him really rotated on its own.

Fang Zhen rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them, the swirl relief in front of him was actually still spinning.

"Ace, take a look at this whirlpool, is it spinning?" Fang Zhen hurriedly asked Ace to confirm the situation.

Ace looked at the whirlpool suspiciously for a few seconds, then came to Fang Zhen's position to look at the whirlpool, looked at Fang Zhen suspiciously, and replied, "Master, this whirlpool is not turning!"

"What? You don't see the turn?"

"yes! What's the matter, Master?" Ace looked at Fang Zhen a little worriedly, wondering if he had suddenly become mentally ill.

"No, that's weird, is it sick?" Fang Zhen muttered, looking at the swirling whirlpool relief on the stone door in a daze.

In Fang Zhen's eyes, the swirl relief rotates faster and faster, rotating in a clockwise manner around the concave point in the center of the whirlpool.

Suddenly, when Fang Zhen was almost dizzy from the swirling vortex in front of him, his head still hurt, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, Fang was shocked to find that the environment in front of him had changed.

Now he was in a desolate land, surrounded by no endless ground, no distant mountains, no undulations.

The distant sky was just a misty white light, like a dim light after sunset.

Above Fang Zhen's head, there was a whirlpool formed by a black cloud. The tumbling black cloud, clockwise around the black hole at the center of the vortex, keeps rotating slowly.

"It's a mental imagination space again, isn't it, is it possible that the montage still has a memory in the door?" Fang Zhen stared at the black hole in the center of the vortex, and couldn't help but think.

Suddenly, the tumbling black clouds suddenly flashed arcs, and more and more arcs flashed out.

"Red arcs?"

Fang Zhen frowned, and the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

"Oh yes, I remember! This, this ...... Damn!" Fang Zhen suddenly shouted, emotional.

It turned out that this scene was the whirlpool that Fang Zhen encountered when he teleported from King Solomon's treasure to the Dead Sea on the ground before he crossed over, and it was also this whirlpool of black clouds rolling and red thunder splashing that teleported Fang Zhen to the Baimeng Continent.

Finally found the clue to the crossing, how could Fang Zhen not be excited.

I didn't know if this scene was true or false at the moment, but Fang Zhen was already so excited that he was desperately staring at the center of the whirlpool, as if he was expecting something.

Suddenly, the black hole in the whirlpool burst out with a burst of golden light, brilliant the entire tumbling black cloud.

The golden light weakened, and in the swirling black hole, there was one more symbol, a golden eye symbol.

It was this golden eye symbol that made Fang so shocked that he couldn't say anything, and the whole person tilted his head and stood like a fool.

"This, this, what's going on! How did the Eye of Horus appear here!"

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"Oh, Mistress Mino, I'm going to pay less protection money every month!" said the thin-faced Rayabi to Minow, who had his back to him.

"Hmph, Rayabi, don't talk nonsense, you've got all the gold coins from this village, what do you want? Minoan didn't look back, still grim.

At this time, in front of their eyes, it was still the village gate. However, behind the village gate, it has become a Shura field.

Blood-stained corpses lay on the wailing ground, engraved with sad memories. The roaring wooden house, mocking the ignorance of the dead.

When the weapon was still stained with blood, the killer walked out of the village gate and returned to Mino's back. Uetori Village fell into a sad silence.

The black smoke spread across the sky, but it couldn't add a little more excitement to the gloomy Mino.

"Well, Mistress Mino, although this is your hunting team, the Imperial Academy' is easy to find out about me, and it is difficult for me to do it. ”

Rayabi said cautiously, during which he secretly touched the spatial bracelet in his left hand.

"Although the 'Imperial Academy' is a trouble, they can't find it that far, and this is still thousands of miles away from the nearest branch of the 'Imperial Academy' in Harchicheng. I don't know if the kid really fled there. ”

Mino looked down and thought for a moment.

"That'...... Shall we go to Harchi?" asked with a glance at Patton's body lying on the ground, and Rayabi asked with a dark sigh.

"Hmph, let's go! He only left yesterday, he shouldn't have arrived yet, let's intercept him! Magic teleportation informs the people of Hal Chicheng that keep an eye out for a black-haired and black-eyed thief!"

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"Master, Master?" seemed to see Fang Zhen staring at him in a daze for a long time, Ace couldn't help but ask softly.

But it was this soft call that brought Fang Zhen back to his senses.

"Hmm, it's changed back again?" Fang Zhen shook his head slightly, cleared up his consciousness for a moment, and took a deep breath.

"Alright, Ace, get outside, I'm going to open the door. Fang Zhen walked to the stone gate and said.

"Yes, Master. Although a little confused, Ace obediently turned around and walked out of the narrow passage.

His own shadow was reflected on the stone door, Fang Zhen stretched out the index finger of his right hand, pressed it on the center of the swirl relief, and closed his eyes.

With a high concentration of mental power, Fang Zhen took another deep breath and slowly opened his mouth.

"The ancient twilight, which continues in the endless chaos, the brilliant thunder and fire, still burning! The inscribed hammer strikes the lowly enemy, and with their blood, pays tribute to the departed gods......

The voice was incomparably old, as if it carried the breath of desolation, and it came out of Fang Zhen's mouth, as if it had a low effect of surrounding.

Ace, who was outside the narrow passage, suddenly heard this, and was very curious, because he couldn't understand it at all, but this sound was actually affecting his heartbeat!

This is not Baimon, this is certainly not Baimon. Ace was horrified.

At the end of the muffled chanting, the swirl relief on the stone door suddenly cracked, and countless cracks spread from the center of the swirl relief, making the entire stone door unrecognizable.

"Whew, Whew......"

Fang Zhen opened his eyes, his forehead was covered with sweat, as if he had just been overloaded, panting violently.

"Oh yes, the ancient gods are really hard to control, but fortunately, the mental power has improved recently. Fang Zhen pursed his lips, and his whole person was a little tired.

Chanting a spell in the ancient gods requires the use of mental power to chant all the spells of the ancient gods, so it will consume a certain amount of mental power.

"Ace, come, bang this door. Fang Zhen turned his head and shouted.

Ace entered in response, and when he saw Fang Zhen's somewhat pale face, he couldn't help but worry: "Master, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm about to bang the door. Fang Zhen waved his hand.

"Yes, Master. Ace looked at the cracked stone door and nodded.

Because Ace was wearing a sleeveless cloth robe, I saw his hands shook, a slight red and blue light flashed, and his two hands turned into a red left hand and a blue right hand like a demon again.

Standing in front of the stone gate, Ace took a straight step and turned sideways to the stone gate. The right hand is arched and raised, and the fist is clenched. He stared at the center of the swirl relief with the most cracks, and the fist in his right hand glowed red.

"Yikes!"

With a loud shout, with a swing of his shoulder, Ace's right fist hit the center of the vortex relief fiercely, and the entire stone gate shook violently.

There was a "rumble" sound, and then I saw pieces of rubble falling from the stone door and falling to the ground, tossing up a puff of smoke.

Seeing this, Fang Zhen immediately carried the lamp, stepped over the gravel that was still emitting smoke and dust, and entered the stone gate.

Then the light of the lamp, Fang Zhen saw that the space inside did not look spacious.

In front of him was a stone table with some stone plates on it, and there were several short stone sticks.

Although the surrounding area is not narrow, it is not spacious, at least it can accommodate about a dozen people, and there are several stone pillars on the walls. It was as if it had once been revealed on the ground.

What surprised Fang Zhen the most was behind the stone table.

It was a statue of a giant about five meters tall.

This statue, Fang Zhen had seen before, although he had been mentally prepared before Ace broke the door, he still couldn't help the excitement in his heart, as if the blood in his whole body was stirring.

Staring at the giant statue in a daze, Fang Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "Sure enough, it's you!"

"Master, is this the temple?"

At this time, Ace walked in, saw what was in front of him, and asked suspiciously.

"Yes, this is the temple, this statue is the ancient god of thunder that Uncle Patton said. Fang Zhen suppressed his excitement and said slowly.

"This is the Ancient God of Thor?" Ace looked at this in amazement, holding a giant hammer in his right hand, holding a giant statue in his left hand, wearing a conical crown with two horns on his head, and his heart couldn't help but feel a wave of reverence.

"Ace, you go and look around and see if there's anything new. I'm going to put this statue in the spatial belt. Fang Zhen commanded.

"Yes, Master!" Ace grabbed the light in his pocket and walked away.

After Ace walked to the surrounding wall to observe, Fang Zhen calmly stepped on the stone table, tilted his head, and stared closely at the head of the giant statue. Silent.

This giant statue is the statue of Baal, the number one of the seventy-two demon gods of King Solomon. According to Fang Zhen's impression, the statue of Barr has a thunderball on his left hand and a thunderbolt under his feet.

And the statue in front of Fang Zhen seemed to have extinguished all the momentum, and even the statue itself lacked a sense of lifelike realism, which was much worse than the Baal statue he had ever seen.

Suddenly, Fang Zhen found that on the left hand of the Baal statue, a light suddenly flickered.

Just as he was puzzled, Fang Zhen jumped lightly and jumped onto Barr's left hand.

Luckily, the statue is five meters tall, so the statue's left hand is quite wide.

After jumping up, Fang Zhen found that in the palm of the statue's left hand, there was a stone lying quietly.