The cavern was dark and dark, with only the faint glow of fluorescent moss, barely visible to his fingers, but Lucien had moonlight blood, and had dark vision, as long as it was not completely lightless, he could see it clearly.

In the dark and deep pupils, the spirit of Angus was reflected, and it was like a candle with tears flowing down, swaying, and finally extinguished.

"Will the Lord return?" Lucien repeated in a low and solemn tone, the most impressive memory of Angus' anger outside of his anger.

Along with these words, its emotions fluctuate violently, full of awe, piety, excitement and joy.

"There really is a mutation in the depths of the necromantic realm...... Is the truly immortal being about to be revived?"

Of course, Lucien does not think that the "Lord" in Angeus's mouth is the God of Truth of the Church, and he must be the object of worship of these high-ranking undead in the necromantic world, but it is unknown whether this "Lord" is a true god, or an existence similar to the vampire ancestor Etna, or is simply a virtual symbol representing some kind of change in the necromantic world.

Without the ability to manipulate souls and memories like the Revenant Master, it would never be possible to get all the details from the "minds" of the high-level undead, and even because Lucien was not much different in rank from it, and he was not good at this aspect of magic, he could not even read the slightly more detailed memories, the only thing that was certain was that the depths of the Necromantic Realm had indeed undergone great changes, and if it was allowed to develop, it was very likely that very bad results would occur in the future.

And the acquisition of this information dispelled most of Lucian's doubts about Rhine, but he still did what he could for this mission. The attitude of not being able to do it or being reluctant, after all, he is only a high-level magician, and it is too reluctant to be involved in this kind of legendary event that seems to be able to subvert the world, if the danger is too great, it is better to take the risk and submit it to the Supreme Council, with seven great arcanists and eleven legendary magicians on it, he will also feel a lot more at ease.

"This high-level undead turned out to be Felipe's summoned creature, hey, he still doesn't know the strange ...... of the Necromantic Realm and his own contract creatures" Lucien smiled and shook his head, except for the message "The Lord will return from resurrection". Angus' greatest memory is of mocking Felipe's arrogance and stupidity. and cursed another high-ranking undead named Adore to be purified by the Cult of Truth and tortured by legendary magicians.

Thinking of this, Lucien couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "It seems that the Pale Hand does know the existence of the Dao Necromantic Realm. But they kept it under wraps. Want to explore on your own. It's a pity that it seems to have been used and deceived by the high-level undead. ”

"If this mission is not completed, find a way to attract the high-level undead of the Necromantic Realm hidden inside the Pale Hand, and expose the existence of this strange world to the rest of the Magic Council. Thus unveil it. It's just that in this way, you will offend the Lord of the Revenant and the demigod Lich to death, and if there is another way to go, it is better not to take such a risk. ”

Of course, it was much safer than Lucien reporting directly while the Supreme Council was in session.

Slowly holding his right hand, a bright flame burned silently in Lucian's palm, completely burning the remaining spirit dust of Angeus, and then Lucian carefully cleaned up the traces of the nearby battle, so as not to be pursued by other high-level undead in the necromantic realm.

After doing all this, Lucien continued to move towards the depths of the earth, assisted by the exploration and vigilance of the "Peeping Eye".

In the darkness of a glimmer of light, Lucien walked through countless forks in the road for more than ten minutes, and gradually, the air became a little warmer, and the sound of a dark river flowing was heard in his ears.

Knowing that he was approaching the dwarves' underground city, Lucien became more and more cautious, and cautiously turned the fork in the road, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

This is a huge passage, seven or eight meters high, twenty or thirty meters wide, the ground and the walls on both sides are covered with large gray stone bricks, and a dark black stone pillar stands in the center, supporting the top, dividing the passage into three, at a glance, giving people a grand and shocking feeling. The dwarves had carved such a huge passage into the ground, what should their city look like?

According to historical records, the ancient dwarves did not know much magic and did not have strong bloodlines!

Patches of fluorescent moss grew wantonly on the ground and on the walls on both sides, reflecting the passage in a dim blue light, trance-like, hazy, as if a corpse would crawl out at any moment, and a ghost would float out, filled with a quiet and eerie atmosphere.

Lucien explored carefully with his peeping eye and stepped into the passage, the footsteps were unusually slight, but they were clearly audible, da-da-da, da-da-da, echoes vented in the passage, empty, deserted.

After controlling his body, Lucien increased his speed, the footsteps disappeared, and the whole person ran without leaving the observation range of the peeping eye.

On either side of the passage, there were two black metal tracks, which seemed to be used by special vehicles transporting goods, and Lucien followed them quickly, and soon faintly saw the exit of the passage.

Lucien subconsciously slowed down his pace, cautiously on guard, and from the news from the peep of the MONOCULUS, he could see that in front of him was a dead and silent complex of buildings, which were located in a large cavern that had been artificially modified.

The cave is naturally divided into more than a dozen blocks by the rock walls or pillars that have been left to support the roof of the cave, and the tall stone houses are either collapsed or overgrown with weeds, overlooking the streets that have not been walked by owners for thousands of years.

Ironically, the stone houses are connected by metal pipes that jut out from anywhere in the house, meet in the huge metal pipes at the top of the cave, and then extend over the tall buildings with countless chimney-like things, and then climb up and into the roof of the cave, where they lead.

Walking through the dead and cold streets, Lucien saw familiar metal objects such as bearings, springs, pistons, and gears appear on the ground from time to time, as if he had returned to the earth and entered a machine factory.

A faint light flashed in the black grass ahead, and Lucien bent down and picked it up like an archaeologist, a huge steam rifle the thickness of a bazooka, the gear structure rusted and corroded. However, they can still be seen to be intricate, and they also have a half-human-sized steel high-pressure steam backpack attached.

Stroking the cold, rusty body of the spear that was about to break, Lucien sighed softly, for it represented the disappearance of an ancient civilization.

Before the development of human beings, dwarves who were good at crafts invented various steam engines and established a glorious steam civilization.

Compared to their small size, it was just an airship that covered the sky, a steam engine ship that sailed in the Stormwind Strait and the endless oceans, and a terrifying cannon that could fit several people, and all kinds of powerful steam rifles. A steel smelting factory and a machine factory that spews black smoke like a monster. It's all so huge, as if it were made for dragons.

The dwarves did not have a deep level of theoretical guidance, and only relied on the talent of smelting and manufacturing and the summary of experience, and magically slowly developed a steam civilization. With a variety of mechanical forging and design knowledge. Even the magical steam train improved by the legendary alchemist Klaus and the airship used by the church and the magical council. Some of the structures are based on the dwarven legacy, but they are powered by magic and mana, and the gigantic airships and steam trains have been turned into normal sizes. More practical and cheaper.

Unfortunately, this civilization has been lost, and if it weren't for the records in the High Arcane and Magic Library, Lucien would not have known about it, and even Lazar, a learned magician who grew up in the Council of Magic, had never heard of it, believing that mankind was the first to invent the steam train and use it to transport goods, and of course, the magic steam train was indeed the first invention of Cross.

Because there is no character like Douglas to ask questions, the dwarves' steam invention has come to a standstill after a certain stage of development, and the periodic expansion of magical creatures in the dark mountains has taught them a lesson in blood, these terrifying high-level creatures are completely different from the middle and low-level magical creatures they used to bully, relying solely on steam rifles and giant ship cannons, they can't fight at all, and in less than twenty years, the once-glorious steam civilization has retreated into the ground.

But the underground is not suitable for the development of steam civilization, coupled with the existence of many monsters and hunters, after experiencing the era of dragon domination, natural elf civilization, and the rise of werewolves, probably in the early stage of the ancient magic empire, the steam civilization completely disappeared, and only the dwarves remaining on the ground have been transformed by crazy magicians to have blood power, have spiritual power, and redevelop into a country.

But compared to the dwarven civilizations of the past, they are already fundamentally different, although they are just as good at smelting, and it is just as easy to give birth to alchemy masters.

"Without the strength to protect your own civilization, you can only die in the long river of history, except for the erudite magicians, immortal vampires, dragons, etc., who remembers?" Lucien sighed softly, his mood quite complicated.

The water of the long river of history seems to be clear, but under its surface, I don't know how many glorious civilizations and powerful people have been submerged in the road.

Putting down the huge steam rifle, Lucien continued to walk, bending down from time to time to pick up the relics of this lost civilization, including silver coins with strange hammer and gear patterns, "Elementary Mechanical Alging", "Steam Rifle Manufacturing Methods", "Detailed Explanation of Several Steam Engines", "Analysis of Steam Engine Ships" and other dwarven books that were scattered all over the ground and dusty and almost rotten, as well as various mechanical artifacts full of unique styles.

"Fortunately, the dwarven script is relatively well preserved, and the dwarven language today is not much different from these scripts. Lucien flipped through a few books and kept them in the Soul Library as customary.

After a few more minutes of walking in the "Lost Civilization", Lucien stopped to take a closer look at its exposed internal mechanics when he saw a large metal "golem" lying on the ground, half-leaning against the tall factory.

"Golem", the last sustenance of the dwarves of the steam civilization.

They wanted to create such a powerful weapon of war to defeat the terrifying magical creatures, but the sluggish golems failed to do what they had hoped, and instead inspired later magicians to develop powerful golems.

Suddenly, a sharp voice fed back into Lucian's soul, and the crystal ball in his hand suddenly dimmed.

A MONOCULUS has been killed!

Woo woo woo! A cry like a mournful cry sounded, and the sound of footsteps that were so dense that it made people's scalps tingle could be heard in the distance.

Lucien looked up and saw thick, pale tentacles sticking out of a factory in the distance, and a disgusting monster came out.

Its upper body resembles a plump old woman, fat and ugly, two small slit-like eyes flashing with fierce and hideous light, the naked huge breast* room is densely covered with black and white eyes, and the lower body is like a white octopus, growing tentacles with suction cups one after another.

"Nest Mother"!

This is the terrifying and disgusting "nest mother".

One of them can create tens of thousands of Fallen Monsters, and without enough food, the Fallen Monsters will devour each other or head towards the ground.

Under its summoning, a tide of fallen monsters poured in from all directions, and it was already difficult to count the number, and there were even many archers and talented warlocks who could attack from a distance.

Lucien raised his right hand and rubbed the badge on his chest, and suddenly, a crystal aura spread out to the surroundings, and soon developed to a range of five hundred meters.

A terrifying blizzard lifted, and frost condensed on the fallen monsters, and then the ice sculptures fell to the ground in the fierce wind.

As soon as the bone arrow shot in the distance entered the range of the ice and snow aura, it froze out layer after layer of cold ice, and it was powerless to fall to the ground.

Missiles, cobwebs, rays and other magic were either directly crushed by the blizzard, or they were distracted and distracted.

Lucien sped forward, his aura shifting with his wild run. The tall buildings of the dwarves were frozen in the frost, and patches of fallen monsters fell to the ground like grass in a strong wind.

The nest mother sensed that something was wrong, and her tentacles stretched out and began to climb and jump, and acid, cobwebs, and mist erupted from her dense black and white eyes.

But as soon as these supernatural powers entered the range of the frost aura, they solidified and fell to the ground, shattering into powder.

A few seconds later, Lucien caught up with the nest mother, and its movements immediately slowed down, as if its tentacles had been frozen into ice.

At the same time, under the action of the blizzard, there were frozen and cracked scars on its body, and the black juice turned into ice as soon as it flowed out.

Thirty seconds later, the struggling nest mother was completely shattered.

When Lucien's madness stopped, the effect of the frost aura disappeared, and the entire dwarven city was covered with frost, black and white, and became empty and silent again.

"This magic clearance works really well, but it's easy to accidentally hurt your teammates. Lucien nodded lightly and shook his head.

............

After searching for more than ten minutes, Lucien finally found a spatial node in a hall in the dwarven city.

It turned out to be a distorted spatial rift, surrounded by something that looked like a magic circle and an altar that the dwarves had clumsilyly arranged.

"It seems that at the end of the steam civilization, the dwarves also began to learn from magical creatures like humans, but under the effect of 'inertia', the effect was not great. Lucien sighed again, witnessing the loss of civilization was always complicated for the learned Arcanist.

After taking a closer look at the clumsy magic array, Lucien took out the materials and re-painted them, and at the same time worried in his heart, will he get lost in the spatial turbulence if he enters the alien space with this kind of magic array?

Like the alien space occupied by the Magic Council, there are nine-ring magic "Otherworldly Gates" arranged near the nodes, which can facilitate the stable flow of a large number of people and materials, and the worst node teleportation array that uses the space gap is at least mid-level, so seeing this seemingly low-level clumsy magic array, how can Lucien not be a little worried.

After carefully studying it and making sure that this spatial gap was stable, Lucien took out his own materials and rearranged the node teleportation array, while glad that he had foreseen the worst-case scenario.

This arrangement is a full three days, Lucien got up and moved his body, and then put layers of defense on himself, because it is not clear what the situation on the other side is after teleporting, you must know that the Rhine has not used this node for hundreds of years.

Getting ready, Lucien stepped into this xenodimensional dimension once occupied by dwarves but soon conquered by vampires, the "Plateau of Night"! (To be continued......

PS: This chapter is more than 4,500 words, so the school text is a little slower, sorry.

It's the middle of the month, asking for a monthly ticket, for me, the purpose of being in front of the queue is to let more people see it, not to really compete for a good ranking, so the end of the month is too far away, just for now!

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