He forced himself to calm down and carefully recall the previous magic array.

It all happened so fast that he didn't have time to make any rescue efforts to watch them disappear.

However, by recalling the details of the time, Roy discovered that this magic pattern circle did not seem to be a killing circle. In those elemental arrays, he didn't see a single attack structure. After being wrapped in red bubbles, the mercenaries' bodies were not significantly traumatized.

Roy is very sure of this.

You must know that once you are injured by an attack, the human body will emit a large amount of blood element. In the heat of battle, this phenomenon is known as a blood elemental eruption. Dense blood elementals, even capable of forming dense blood elemental clouds. And this is the favorite of necromancers who use the blood element to fight.

Blood and death allow them to summon more undead creatures with less mana. The more people die, the stronger the necromancer becomes, which is why people are so afraid of necromancers.

Roy, on the other hand, had taken a closer look at the garden with the Eye of the Elements. Not to mention that kind of explosive blood element eruption, even the blood element dispersion of low-intensity battles has not been seen. While this doesn't mean the mercenaries are still alive, Roy feels that they have at least a fifty percent chance of survival.

It's more likely that they were captured somewhere and imprisoned!

Of course, Roy also understands that these people will not be much better off even if they live. This is, after all, the palace of Neuotans. This terrifying existence that rules the entire World of Warcraft will never be a soft-hearted person, let alone be bored enough to arrest people and raise them to eat and drink.

Capturing is only the first step. And the magic pattern circle on this gate is only a small part of the entire ruin guardian circle.

Next

Roy's heart tightened.

He looked down at the phalanges in his hands. Although he wasn't sure why this magic array had spared him alone, he judged that it was roughly related to the phalanges and dragon skin.

The phalanges are the remains of Noy Otans. The dragon skin is a treasure map that only he can draw. It is not surprising that these two things are recognized by the Relic Guardian Formation. And if this judgment is correct, it means that he may be the only hope for these hundreds of mercenaries.

Roy gritted his teeth, took a few steps up the steps, and stretched out his hand to push towards the palace gate.

The palm of his hand touched the cold door. Unlike the bearded mercenary before, this time. There was nothing unusual about the gate. As Roy's palm strained, only to hear a tooth-aching sound, the huge gate-like door slowly opened to both sides.

A straight corridor appeared in Roy's eyes.

It's a corridor of glittering gold. The walls on both sides are impressively made of gold bricks. The walls are painted with frescoes and reliefs. And these masterpieces of art that have existed for an unknown number of years are actually inlaid with all kinds of treasures that Roy can imagine.

For example, the eye of one of the birds is a pure blue pearl gemstone without the slightest impurity. The feather is Mithril. The tail feathers are the flame colored feathers of the true eighth-level Demonic Beast Seven-colored Sparrow. If you pry all these things off, its value. It's enough to arm ten elite knights.

Compared with the relief of the whole passage, this little bird is only the tiniest and most inconspicuous existence among them.

Standing in the doorway, Roy's mouth was wide enough to swallow a large duck egg.

Although he had already guessed, there must be insane treasures hidden in the ruins of Noiotans. But he never imagined that this wealth would be so amazing.

The hallway is like that, and the inside is ......

"Boy, you're rich!" the axe spirit shouted. The figures of the four machine spirits appeared beside Roy.

Although for the four machine spirits, money was probably the least important thing they cared about. But. They both understood what a great fortune meant to Roy, and they were genuinely happy for him.

Wealth is a strength. And it is also the most terrifying and irresistible force in this world of the jungle. It can turn husband and wife against each other, make father and son enemies, and turn a kind person into a devil. It is also possible to turn a devil into an angel.

This kind of power is incomparable even to vindictiveness and magic.

Its power is directed at people's hearts.

The machine spirits didn't know how much wealth was hidden in the ruins, but they knew that they were just exchanging everything in this corridor for money. Add to that the ransom that Roy extorted from Scarlett and the others, and his fortune would reach a staggering number, even more than some old nobles have accumulated over generations.

And in this troubled world, such a fortune is undoubtedly a huge help to Roy.

"Fortune," Roy smiled wryly, turning his attention away from his vast wealth. Time was running out now, and he didn't have the time to come up with the idea of beating these bricks and sculptures. By the time he takes this place away, I'm afraid that the hundreds of mercenaries will already be dead.

Walking into the hallway, Roy had just taken a step when he sensed something was wrong.

The dragon skin on his chest suddenly emitted a strong wave of consciousness, warning him of danger. At the same time, the floor tiles under his feet suddenly lit up, and several holes suddenly appeared in the walls on both sides, and seven or eight black lights shot at him.

"Be careful!" exclaimed the machine spirits in unison.

Fortunately, with the warning of mystical consciousness and Roy's extremely quick reaction, he was able to protect his body with the shield of judgment before the black light arrived.

Bang bang bang!

A loud bang exploded on the shield one after another, and Roy only felt as if he had been hit by a whistling meteor, and his body flew upside down, flying straight for more than ten meters before falling heavily to the ground.

"Whew!"

It took two minutes for Roy to regain his strength, let out a long breath, and struggled to get up from the ground. For a while, I only felt unbearable pain all over my body, and the right arm holding the shield seemed to be broken.

"What a terrible hidden weapon. ”

Roy walked back to the place where he had been attacked, only to realize that the black light that had attacked him had been shot from a few short arrows from a mechanism on the wall of the hallway.

Roy swallowed, shocked and afraid.

The wall-hidden crossbow arrow is a common mechanism. Roy had seen quite a few of them in the gnome trap city. He even reamed several sets of crossbow arrows in the city gate cave, replaced the arrows, and arranged trigger mechanisms. For the principle of its construction. It's also a bit of research.

However, he had never seen a wall-hidden crossbow bolt with such terrifying power. With his current strength, he was knocked upside down and flew out. If it weren't for the Judgment Shield in his hand instead of the ordinary steel shield, I'm afraid that I would have been shot through the shield a long time ago!

Compared to this terrible arrow, the dwarf's wall-hidden crossbow arrows and even the large armor-piercing crossbow used in war are like children's toys.

Shocked by the horror of the ruins mechanism. Roy lowered his head, focusing on his chest.

When he first got this Dragon Taboo, Roy didn't know that there was a consciousness hidden in it. He even washed away the original treasure map on it and drew the Demon Star and integrated it into his body. There was nothing unusual in the whole process.

It wasn't until he saw the ruins of the mountain appear for the first time in the stone forest not long ago, that he discovered the existence of this consciousness.

And at the time, Roy didn't care much.

As a necromancer, Roy knows a lot more about souls than ordinary people. He knows. In the world of necromancers, it is a very normal and common thing for a dead creature to have its soul attached to its pre-living soul.

Not only the body, but also the mirror, the room, the harp, and even the weapon that killed the deceased, which he loved during his lifetime, could become a vehicle for the ghost. This phenomenon. It has even evolved into a horror story that circulates among ordinary people.

Therefore, if a proud dragon is slaughtered. Then it was cut off from the skin of its heart and made into a map, so it was normal for it to leave its resentment and anger on it. And the remnants of this obsession are a wisp of instinctive consciousness. When it encounters something familiar or touches its nature, it will fluctuate.

But later. As the ruins approached, Roy found that the consciousness grew stronger. It's so strong that it already affects my own heart.

At that point, Roy already felt something was wrong. But because of the tight schedule, he didn't have time to stop researching. Until this time, at the moment of the attack. This consciousness hidden in the dragon's skin actually warned him in an active and clear way.

This made Roy sure that it was not just a wisp of consciousness hidden in him, but a whole soul.

"Who are you?"

Roy mobilized his mental power and spread his perception into his chest.

Looking inside, the heart is beating vigorously.

Muscles, blood vessels, bones, and the source of the meridians are clearly visible.

On the left chest, the dragon skin painted with the Demon Star Life Demon Pattern had been fused with his own flesh and blood, and now he could only see a shallow trace like a birthmark. The Demon Gathering Star above is running with the beating of the heart, constantly absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

Sensing into the Dragon Taboo is like entering a huge blood-colored world.

The Dragon's Taboo is the only area of the dragon's heart that is not covered by dragon scales. This is the key to this powerful creature, but it is also the key to their power. In their long lives, every beat of the dragon's heart will draw the power of heaven and earth through here.

It can be said that this skin concentrates the essence of the dragon's life.

Roy didn't know how many years this dragon taboo had been circulating, and what kind of dragon it came from. But he can still clearly feel the almost terrifying blood and coercion in it. And this surging qi and blood is a great help to his own Demon Gathering Star Demon Pattern.

The continuous influx of heaven and earth spiritual power made Roy feel like a giant dragon that had been growing by his bloodline since birth.

No one answered his question, though.

The mysterious consciousness vanished silently. No matter how much Roy searched and called, there was no response. It seems that everything just now was just Roy's delusion, and it never appeared.

Despite some unwillingness, Roy gave up decisively.

First, there must be a reason why the other party is reluctant to appear. Second, I don't have much time.

After such a delay, Roy could already see the clouds in the distance that were overwhelming the sky like a gray tide. Countless Abyssal Demons and Abyssal Beasts are fleeing this way. Even though it was still far away, the shaking of the earth could already be clearly felt.

Roy walked to the hallway.

This time, knowing the existence of the trap, he became more careful.

After taking a closer look at the floor and walls, Roy realized that it was a cipher-type mechanism. The floor tiles of the floor, only one in each row are safe. These floor tiles form a password. Stepping on any of them wrong will trigger an attack. If you crack it step by step, it will take at least two or three prayer hours.

But...... A smile tugged at Roy's lips. He knew that there was a way to brute-force this trap, and that was to pile it with human lives.

There aren't that many people myself, but I'm a necromancer.

Soon, dozens of skeletons were summoned by Roy. The queue entered the hallway.

Puff puff. In a series of rapid crossbow fires, the skeletons fell one by one. At a distance of just one meter, twenty skeletons were shattered by the dense wall-hidden crossbow arrows.

After the crossbow arrows hidden in the wall, there is a splash of acid.

A large amount of corrosive acid, sprayed from all sides of the corridor. The skeleton soldiers walking in it were like icemen walking into the fire, constantly melting and falling.

Sixty skeleton soldiers had advanced less than five meters before they were completely lost.

Luckily, these first-class skeleton soldiers used as cannon fodder don't need much combat power. Not to mention permanent summoning. With Roy's current strength, he can be summoned in a steady stream. The speed at which mana is consumed is not even comparable to the speed at which the spiritual power of the Demon Gathering Star is replenished.

As Roy's magic unleashed, teams of skeleton soldiers emerged from the light and rushed into the hallway.

The skeletons in front fell in the attack of the trap, and the skeletons in the back have been replenished, one after the other, and the continuation continues. After paying the price of more than two hundred first-class skeleton soldiers. The traps in the corridor have finally been consumed.

He drove the skeletons back and forth a few more times. After making sure nothing was missing, Roy walked into the hallway.

Although the hallway was littered with traps, Roy was surprised to find that such a fierce attack did little damage to the mural reliefs on the walls.

As he walked, Roy examined the contents of the murals and reliefs on either side.

The Giants are the former rulers of the continent of Avalon. The reign lasted for tens of thousands of years.

For some reason, there are very few records of that period of history in today's history books. So much so that in addition to knowing that there is a race of giants and that wars have broken out, people have a history and civilization of giants. As well as the course and details of that war, very little is understood.

In this corridor, all this is recorded in frescoes. As he walked, Roy felt like he had walked into a space-time tunnel to 10,000 years ago.

Here, Roy saw the legendary War of the Three Giants. I saw the sixteen dynasties when the Giants ruled the continent of Avalon, saw the huge and majestic cities, and saw the emperors and Titan Sages who occupied an extremely important position in history.

Roy discovered that, unlike the irascible, ferocious, and almost primitive race described by humans, the Giants were quite highly civilized. Before elves and humans dominated the continent, they had already established a glorious civilization with extremely high achievements in both culture and art and economic and military.

They studied astronomy and geography, studied architecture, casting, potions and even magic. Many of the results even have a direct impact on future generations. Whether it is the era of elf domination or the era of human domination, their shadow has been left behind.

At the end of the hallway, Roy's eyes were drawn to the last painting.

The painting depicts the migration of giants and stepping into the cracks of the void. The sky was black, and dozens of giant Titans, led by a leader, broke through the space. Countless giants carried the old and the young, along the junction of the earth and the sky, into the cracks.

The migration queues are long. Giant warriors flanked the team, guarding their people. They were dressed in blood-stained iron armor and held spears ten meters long, some looking back, some half-kneeling on the ground, tears in their eyes, as if praying for something.

The picture is depressing, tragic and dignified. Roy seemed to be able to hear the elegy of the giants, lingering in his ears as the wind blew the flag.

This tragic picture made Roy stop.

Suddenly, his gaze froze. In that gap in time and space, above the winding and continuous migration procession, he actually saw a pair of eyes!

It was a pair of eyes that Roy had never seen before.

Different from the giants in the picture, different from humans, and even different from elves, dwarves, monsters, and even demons, and any known race and creature in the continent of Avalon.

The eyes are hexagonal in shape, and the pupil occupies two-thirds of the orbit. And it's the three pupils of different colors that coincide, which makes the eyes appear several different colors. It looks like two kaleidoscopes that have been shaken, colorful and colorful.

However, in such eyes, Roy felt not beauty, but evil.

An evil that makes you shudder just by looking at it more.

Compared to a walking giant, these eyes are small. Compared to the lightning-like gap in space, it was as small as two grains of sand. However, Roy was sure he was not mistaken. Neiotans used precious materials to inlay the eyes.

It's right there. It's like a villain peeking inside the cracks of a torn curtain, his eyes are full of greed and viciousness!

Even Roy had a feeling that these eyes were the key to all the reliefs and strokes in this long corridor, and it seemed that the legends and histories of the giants, in the end, ended with these eyes.

Then, Roy saw the last text of the mural. Of all the giants' writings, only this one is written in the continental lingua franca.

The text is only one sentence.

"God is with us and will be with you. ”

Roy looked at this sentence silently.

In the continent of Avalon, "God is with you" is a familiar and common phrase. It's so ordinary that it's almost like a greeting cliché, and people don't even think about the meaning of the words.

But when this sentence did not appear in the church, not in the greetings of believers, but when someone deliberately separated you and me, and then appeared next to these eyes, Roy felt a trace of indescribable weirdness.

It seems that this is not a blessing, but a curse...... (To be continued......)