Chapter Seventy-Three: The Slate
The moment Lin Yun walked out of the illusion, a great change occurred in the Garden of Death.
The lush trees are withering, the green grass under their feet is turning yellow, the strange flowers and plants in the flower beds are withering one after another, and even the butterflies flying among the flowers are falling from the sky with stiff wings, and the originally bright and fresh garden of death seems to have died in an instant, and has become an eerie underground mausoleum again.
Because, the amount of death that envelops this place is rapidly dissipating.
The strange existence of the Garden of Death itself was born by the huge amount of death power, and now that the power has dissipated, the garden naturally ceases to exist.
Lin Yun leaned on a withered tree trunk, quietly watching this great change happen, and he didn't know how long it had been, his heart was suddenly shocked, and he hurriedly put his hand into his pocket, wanting to find out a bottle of magic spring potion, but his hand stopped as soon as he moved, because Lin Yun suddenly found that the green mist with a faint fragrance was still slowly emitting, and the red poisonous mist that permeated the mausoleum could not get close to ten meters in front of him.
This discovery gave Lin Yun a new understanding of the Garden of Death......
It is worthy of being a strange existence spawned by the infinite power of death, he has obviously fought in the illusion for most of the night, but in reality, the time for even a bottle of magic spring potion has not passed, that is to say, the garden of death has reached the point where it can distort time, Lin Yun even doubts, even the illusion he has experienced, I am afraid it may not be really an illusion......
What a terrifying force to distort time and move space?
Fortunately, I finally came out......
Lin Yun thought with some trepidation as he watched as the last petal in the Garden of Death withered, and then Lin Yun saw that the Garden of Death had completely disappeared, leaving only a ruin, black earth, decaying trees, a dry fountain, and a palm-sized gray slate......
"This ......" Lin Yun twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying.
Originally, Lin Yun couldn't help but be happy when he saw that after the Garden of Death disappeared, he didn't leave any magic materials for himself, thinking that he was not as unlucky as that giant master.
But when Lin Yun's gaze fell on the stone slab, Lin Yun couldn't laugh a little, because there was no trace of magic fluctuation on the stone slab......
Although the existence of the Garden of Death has always been an unsolved mystery in the Northrend world, even those powerful mages at the peak of the era could not explain the principle, but Lin Yun had personally experienced all this, even if he didn't know the principle of the Dao, he could be regarded as having some experience.
In Lin Yun's understanding, the Garden of Death is actually a world created by the power of death, but this world is very fragile, once someone walks out of the illusion, this world world will completely collapse, and the huge amount of death power has nowhere to vent, and something will inevitably be condensed, this kind of thing may be ability, it may be magic materials, it may be something else......
It is estimated that because of this, in the history of the Northrend world, no one has ever obtained a magic weapon in the Garden of Death, because the magic weapon is made by an alchemist, and no matter how weird and powerful the Garden of Death is, it is impossible to make a magic weapon instead of an alchemist.
But in any case, the things left behind in the Garden of Death will inevitably contain a huge amount of death power, because this kind of thing itself is condensed by the power of death, like this stone slab on the ground, not even a little magic fluctuation is emitted, does this mean that he ran in vain?
Well, forget about the slate......
The point is that the ability that Lin Yun imagined did not appear.
This can't deceive people, Lin Yun, as an archmage, has already reached the point of meticulousness in his understanding of his body, and it is impossible to hide the slightest change from Lin Yun, the moment the Garden of Death disappeared, Lin Yun was particularly careful that there was indeed no change in his body, that is, the imaginary ability did not appear.
"Wouldn't that be a little too unlucky?"
To be honest, Lin Yun is really a little disappointed now.
After all, this is the Garden of Death that created an undead monarch, Lin Yun took so much risk and spent so much effort, isn't what he did is the last harvest? Not to mention that like the unlucky Sandru, the immortal contract, the soul stone double harvest, at least the two ends must always account for one end, right?
It's good now......
Not to mention that the imaginary ability did not appear, the harvest of the condensation of death power was just such a stone slab without the slightest magic fluctuation.
After the last, Lin Yun just sighed, threw the stone into his pocket, and then checked the number of magic spring potions, there were only five bottles left.
Lin Yunzhi said, it's time to leave this underground mausoleum.
The next time you come back, be sure to bring enough magic spring potions, and be sure to find the legendary Eye of Reincarnation, and only the Eye of Reincarnation can make up for the loss of the Garden of Death.
After the acceleration technique strengthened by the magic energy array was released again, Lin Yun retreated to the entrance of the passage at an extremely fast speed, and with a command, the vines solidified at the entrance of the passage rolled lightly, and Lin Yun left the prince's mausoleum with him.
Maybe it's because it's too fast, maybe it's because it's in a low mood......
In short, no matter what it was, Lin Yun, who had always been meticulous, didn't find out this time that before he left the underground mausoleum, there were actually a lot of skeleton warriors in ambush nearby, and each of these skeleton warriors was wearing complete armor, and the scimitar in his hand did not have a trace of rust.
All of these skeleton warriors combined, there were at least hundreds of them, and this kind of equipment, if they swarmed up, even Lin Yun would most of them have to drink a pot.
Originally, this team of skeleton warriors had been in ambush for a long time, and when Lin Yun appeared, the soul fire kept flashing, but when Lin Yun walked in, these skeleton warriors invariably took a step back, and the soul fire that was still flashing before dimmed in an instant.
In this case, in the eyes of any mage who has studied undead creatures a little, I am afraid that he will be scared of heart disease on the spot.
The soul fire of undead creatures is dim and only appears in two situations, one when they are about to die, and the other when they are terrified.
Needless to say, the first kind is straightforward, hundreds of skeleton warriors are all alive, how can there be a little bit of imminent death?
The only possibility can only be the second......
But what can make the undead creatures feel fearful can only be the undead creatures that are more advanced than it, Lin Yun is just a human archmage, how can he make the undead creatures feel afraid?
Sure enough, it's going to be earlier than usual!
What, why don't you have a set of tickets?