Chapter 442: The Book of the Dead
The ground that originally belonged to the coastal tidal flats was full of uneven wet and soft mud, and the living fossil ghosts with simple wisdom walked on it, which inevitably caused the dark wizard to tremble up and down, all of which made the pained dark wizard extremely tormented. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
However, what made him even more suspicious was that the craftsmen who built the castle could not understand what Snape, who knew seven languages, could not understand at all, and had to secretly cast a spell on himself that he knew the language.
"Daedalus!" A familiar and unfamiliar name appeared several times in the short distance, and the dark wizard thought carefully before finding the legendary matching name from the depths of his memory.
"Minotaur Labyrinth Builder, the first human race to fly into the sky with engineering technology!"
Snapple couldn't help but sigh, and his eyes turned to the clothes of the craftsmen, clothes that only people living in the tropics would wear: "I'm sure they are not from the high latitudes, or even the masters of the Francis Order, but from even more ancient times, ancient ghosts that have come out of the dusty history books." ā
Ten living fossil goryles escorted their prey to the open space in front of the main castle building, and after dropping off the dark wizard, they flew to a high place, sitting or standing on the ground, and reverted to lifeless statues.
Secretly activating the magic of silence in his body, he wanted to save face, justify his defeat, and even fight for a favorable negotiating position in front of an unknown master.
It's a pity that Lu Bin has no interest in negotiating and negotiating with the fat pig to be slaughtered, and the negative emotions of the human being are transformed into mana by himself, and the price of dyeing the white robe black is that the Hurricane Demon Power will press the black wizard to the ground and kneel on his knees.
Snapple immediately felt that he was carrying a majestic bull on his body, and his knees could not bear it, so he could only bend forward and kneel heavily on the ground, and the crisp sound of bone cracking was like nothing. For the first time, the Dark Wizard was humiliated, and although his expression was distorted by the pain of his heart, he immediately understood his position, shut his mouth, hid his thoughts, and waited for fate to decide.
However, a quick glance out of the corner of his eye made Snapple fortunate to see the owner of the castle, a burly figure than the native highlanders of the north, and the clothes on his body were very familiar.
In the Franz aristocracy, who is keen to collect ancient art, show their own taste and family history, the clothes of the ancient statues that they painstakingly manage are exactly the same.
"See the undead! Could it really be an ancient ghost crawling out of the ashes of history? The owner of the castle could not be the masterpiece of the priests of the ancient gods? It must be so, I can't be mistaken. ā
Lu Bin looked at the dark wizard kneeling on the ground, the expression on his face was really wonderful, and it changed drastically in a short period of time, from the initial lack of resentment and hatred, to panic, followed by hesitation, and finally strengthened his will and regained his composure.
"Your Excellency, you should not insult a sorcerer who is on the path of truth and who is well versed in the Book of the Dead, with the attitude of a lord towards a pariah. Even if I am defeated by you, I demand decent treatment from my captives. ā
Under the oppression of the dark demonic power, the dark wizard, who raised his head vigorously, said his request loudly. Lu Bin took a look at it and became interested.
"Your strength is close to earn my respect. It's a pity that under my majesty, you don't even have the ability to stand up, and you don't deserve my friendship. Besides, I didn't make a move, but the alchemy statues made by the craftsmen will easily defeat you. You don't even have the strength to let me shoot, and you're as humble as a slave. ā
The last sentence completely angered the dark wizard Snippe, clenched his fists with his hands, cut his sharp nails into his palms, and then supported the ground with his hands as if he was fated.
However, Lu Bin, who had an extremely keen intuition, immediately discovered that the dark wizard who seemed to choose to submit to his hands was taking his hands as the core, triggering a strange and obscure magic fluctuation, which vibrated violently underground.
The Book of the Brigade Mage immediately appeared on the left palm behind the negative hand, and Lu Bin did not hesitate to summon the "Selfless Servant", which is characterized by transferring and bearing all the damage suffered by the Brigade Mage, even including the negative state.
A heavily armed armored warrior instantly appeared behind Lu Bin, the same burly figure, the outline of silver-white armor, just like his shadow.
Snip, who was on all fours, gritted his teeth, and the words full of hatred spewed out from between his teeth: "You shouldn't insult a dark wizard!"
Lu Bin saw that the prey waiting for the opportunity to fight back just fell, and the mud in front of him began to tremble slightly, and in the blink of an eye, a dark green spirit tombstone slowly rose, engraved with blood-colored twisted evil talismans, among which there was a hideous bone claw that inspired bleeding light, and when the lightning flashed, it hit himself standing on the balcony of the main building of the castle.
"Curse of Pain!! The Dark Wizard's undead curse brings into full play the characteristics of harming others and benefiting oneself, which is really a unique extension, and I am suddenly interested!"
After Lu Bin studied thoroughly, he immediately stimulated the characteristic of "selfless obedience" and transferred the curse of suffering. With a will of up to 20 points, the selfless obedience easily passed the curse test, and did not even make a painful snort, like a cold metal statue, standing behind the master of the traveling mage.
Dark wizard Snapple looked at his silent target, regretting that the other party might be an ancient ghost, but with the sense of the Book of the Dead, he sensed the painful curse of double amplification, and miraculously transferred to the "guard" who appeared out of thin air.
"Raise the damned tombstone of the Book of the Dead in my realm, your courage is admirable. Get the hell out of here!"
Lu Bin analyzed the essence of the source of the dark wizard in the opponent's body, and the dark magic power that was as thick as substance suddenly gushed out from his body, and swept wildly in the roughly completed castle. The gaps between the masonry and stone were instantly glued, and the loose foundation immediately sank and stabilized, like a dark castle that had been invaded by decades of wind and rain, revealing a compelling pressure.
Snapple nearly suffocated himself as he felt the power pass through his face, and then he was horrified to find that the spirit tombstone, which had not yet risen from its pedestal, was slowly settling under the weight of the invisible pressure.
"No...... It's ridiculous!"
Lu Bin watched the dark wizard lose control of his emotions rarely, and immediately understood that he had caught the weakness of the other party, but he did not have the slightest mercy, and continued to put pressure on the cursed tombstone until he pushed it back into the ground.
"Hmm! I sensed that deep underground, there were leylines containing energy, full of death, blood, and evil, a primordial flow of energy inclined to the dark side, some unknown source of the spellcasting system?"
Lu Bin's will entered it, and with the analysis of the essence of the Book of the Dead printed from the dark wizard, he mastered the additional source of spell casting in the blink of an eye, and carved his own unique mark in the underground veins, a pale hand like a flame rising.
"It's done!"
Snipp couldn't summon the cursed tombstone with all his might, and the book of the dead in his body was suppressed and turbulent, when he heard the voice of the castle owner, which revealed a faint joy, and his keen intuition made him think that something bad was wrong.
As a result, the situation was developing in the direction that the dark wizard feared the most, and on the ground of the main castle building, a portal-like spirit tombstone slowly rose, slightly higher than that of ordinary people, and the hands stretched outward to touch the door frame, not a beginner's smoke-like form, but a bronze condensed like substance, with a metallic luster on the surface.
With years of experience immersed in the Book of the Dead, Snipe vaguely discovered that this was the perfect form of the Cursed Tombstone, the "Ferryman's Movement", also known as the Cursed Spell of the Hell's Gate.
Lu Bin couldn't help but laugh when he saw the dark wizard's desperate look on his face, and with a snap of his fingers, the bronze gate collapsed on its own, blending into the main building and outer wall of the castle.
More than twenty curses, rooted deep in the dark castle and beyond, attract the negativity that permeates the sky, and countless distorted human faces fall like a waterfall, lingering among the masonry and stone.
Snapple witnessed a brand-new dark castle rise strongly within the confines of his territory, and he had no ability to stop it, and the feeling of powerlessness that penetrated deep into his bones made the dark wizard's body and mind suffer.
However, his torment did not stop, and on the balcony of the main building of the castle, it was as if the master had come out of the dusty history books, looking into more secrets of the dark wizard Snapple with the expectant gaze of a dragon looking at the baby dragon.
"No other hole cards should be revealed, especially in front of the grandmaster. With just one glance, I stole my Book of the Dead, and even summoned a more perfect tombstone. He's simply not human...... Could it be that the owner of the Dark Castle is some ancient god?"
Desperate to discover the gap between the two sides, the dark wizard immediately forgot the bitter taste of defeat and decisively chose to surrender temporarily.
If the gap is not big and the strength of the two sides is close, his selfish nature will drive him to attack and engage in-for-tat competition. As for now, in the face of a gap in strength like a chasm, Snapple immediately knelt down.
The dark wizard chooses to convince himself, from the clothes of the craftsmen who built the castle, to the ancient language spoken in conversation, to the terrifying "Daedalus", to the wisdom and strength of his opponents, who are like gods and demons, all of which silently reveal amazing facts.
"An ancient god! I believe that it must be those sinister and cunning ancient gods and priests, from the depths of dusty history, who have joined forces to awaken the gods, and are closely related to the underworld and death. ā
Lu Bin looked at the black wizard at his feet, fell into a state of war between heaven and man, his cloudy eyes gradually cleared, and he immediately understood that the big fat pig waiting to be slaughtered was about to transform into a vicious dog guarding the house.
Even if the other party has countervailing minions, Lu Bin doesn't care much, it's a big deal to seal him and make him into a unique card. Lu Bin has done this kind of thing many times, and he has already mastered it.