In the middle of a dense rainforest.

The hot and humid environment, the rotting swamps, the poisonous insects and beasts everywhere...... A nightmare for ordinary adventure teams, perhaps.

But for the great magician, all this is nothing.

Not to mention, for this expedition, the Empire invested three floating cities at once, as well as three legendary magisters!

The small indigenous tribe didn't even have time to resist, and was trampled to death like ants.

Led by Dami, a group of magicians traveled deep into the rainforest to trace the footprints of these indigenous activities and find a Zerg ruins.

"Sure enough...... There are ruins here. ”

Dami said happily.

But the magician who was traveling with him looked at the brown stones next to him, as well as the several mass graves found, as well as the various corpse fragments inside, and his face was full of shock: "What the hell is this...... How much blood did it take to make the stone this color...... I feel that every floor tile here has a huge amount of negative energy lingering on it......"

"Well, the Zerg relics, the later they go, the more they tend to be bloody sacrifices, which is recognized by all historians as ......"

Dami disagreed.

Even if this kind of place produces negative energy condensations such as 'resentful spirits' and 'blood demons', it is not a legendary opponent.

As they went deeper, they saw the well-preserved blood-colored Womon language on the buildings on both sides.

"Well, it's a brand new word, and it's worth recording!"

One of the magicians immediately pulled out the scroll and began to take notes.

Dami was thoughtful: "The source of the 'witchcraft' of that primitive tribe is probably here...... They simply don't have the ability to go deeper. ”

Bang!

With magic, a thick layer of rock was lifted.

In the rear, many Zerg puppets rushed out and were easily eliminated by the magicians.

"Finally...... Finally ......"

Dami's face was excited: "I finally found you......"

If he can bring back the thirteenth obelisk and make a great contribution, he may be able to become the third person in the Magic Empire!

He was the first to enter the passageway, and layers of magical barriers appeared on his body.

The dark space was lit up by magic, revealing strange carvings around it.

Countless lines are twisted to form a kind of eerie shape.

There seems to be a murmur, like a call from afar, constantly entering the ears.

As the crowd went deeper, the voice became louder and louder.

"Ahh

Finally, a magician couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes were bloodshot, and the staff was aimed at his companion next to him: "Corrosive ray!" ”

Laugh at!

In the green light, the shield of his companion beside him was corroded, his flesh festered, and he fell to the ground screaming.

"Alver, what are you doing?"

Dami shot out in a rage, and with a shock of magic power, Alf was knocked unconscious.

"This one is hopeless......

The fellow Magus first looked at the unlucky man who had been hit by the corrosive ray, shook his head, and looked at Alver, detecting the spread of magic on it.

"Well, it feels...... It's like I've been caught in spiritual magic. ”

"Be careful, everyone, don't look at the murals around you!"

Dami waved his hand, and a layer of bright silver light appeared: "Soul Guard!" ”

The next moment, each magician felt as if there was an extra barrier in their hearts, and although they could still hear the voice, the boredom was much lessened.

"Go on!"

Dami continued down to an abyss.

After a shot of illumination, you can see that the canyon is filled with white bones.

Zerg, sea monkeys, all kinds of giant beasts......

All kinds of bones filled every space, and it was actually a large sacrificial ground.

"One hundred thousand? Or a million? ”

Dami had some chills in his body, and he used his flying skills to walk through the many white bones.

The empty eye sockets, as if alive, stared at him coldly.

In the canyon land, there are all kinds of tall sculptures, but they are strangely shaped, as if the random shaping of the mentally ill, full of chaos and madness.

"It's incredible......"

"Such a large burial pit is a great discovery in history......"

The two Magisters who were traveling with them muttered, not too nervous.

As high-ranking members of the Magic Empire, they have a pride of their own.

As the group went deeper, they saw an obsidian altar with an obelisk erected in the center of the altar.

"Finally...... It's here! ”

A hint of excitement appeared on Dami's face, but he didn't take the liberty of stepping forward.

Near the obelisk, eighty percent contain the deadliest trap, which has been confirmed before.

"Magic Golem!"

They easily summoned a group of earth elementals, i.e., giants improvised from clay, and stepped up to the altar and pulled out the obelisk.

Air condensation to the limit.

But after a few moments, nothing happened.

"So easy?"

Dami was a little strange: "Could it be that the trap has failed?" ”

He let the earth elemental carry the obelisk down, and his eyes couldn't help but be drawn to it.

Not only him, but all magicians.

Originally, everything in the Magic Empire was extended from the obelisk.

Obelisks can be said to be the root of all magic, and have a fatal attraction to them.

But this obelisk is clearly different from the previous one.

The 'strings' on it are very chaotic, like a disordered ball of yarn, which is difficult to decipher.

But inexplicably, there is an attraction that firmly sucks the eyes of all magicians.

Seeing this twisted pattern, Dami began to involuntarily reverie, perhaps in the distant ancient times, there was a group of truly magnificent beings on the continent, and they were called - Ancient Dominators.

Among them, the ruler of the sky has the power of 'arcane', and the ruler of fire has the power of 'heat'.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Dami was a little surprised: "How did I think of so many things?" ”

This information did not emerge from the obelisk, but from his 'brain', which made him wonder if he had some mental problems.

"Satsuma, what do you see?"

He looked at the other magus beside him.

The other party's expression was stunned, and he muttered to himself in the Womun language: "The great being of ancient times, the ruler of dreams, his honorific name is...... Cover......! ”

"Don't!"

Dami felt creepy for a moment: "Don't pronounce that name in transcendent language!" ”

But it was already too late.

Satsuma reverently shouted loudly: "Montich! ”

"Ahh

In an instant, all the magicians collapsed to the ground.

Dami was drenched in cold sweat and felt an indescribable gaze.

His fifth-level magister's spiritual power, and even the spiritual barrier he had set up, were as ridiculous as ants under this gaze, and they were shattered.

In his mind, only one voice kept reverberating.

That's 'Montage' in Womon!

Great Old Dominator!