The wizard's usual means of transportation is an airship, and if it weren't for the research along the way, Lucien and his party wouldn't have spent months along the waterway to reach Giant Wood Town. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Forsaken City is not far from Giant Wood Town, and it took the airship six hours to reach Forsaken City.

When the airship landed, it was still the afternoon of the same day, and Lucien was greeted by a Skyhawk, a supernatural creature with the strength of a wizard's apprentice at adulthood, standing on the ground, about the same height as Lucian, if it weren't for the appearance of an eagle, it wouldn't be much different from a human.

Aquila, like other occult biomes, is under the direct jurisdiction of the Northland Federation Headquarters.

"Name. Aquila spoke a stiff lingua franca.

"Lucien. ”

"Proof of identity. ”

Lucien showed his wizard apprentice badge, the pupils in Aquila's eyes shrank slightly, and then said, "Identity confirmed, passed, next." ”

After the security check in the Abandoned City, Lucien and Collot stepped out of the airship station, where they saw a long gravel path flanked by a dark forest.

Strange to say, when I got here, it was as if the continuous rain along the way had never appeared.

Walking briskly along the trail, through the dappled sunlight of the dense forest, you can see in the distance, the huge statue of Sina Ver, the lord of the forest.

Sinavel, a powerful wizard who once ruled countless worlds with other witch kings, is now erected in the ruins, pitted and extremely rough, like a statue carved by a poor craftsman, and there is no trace of the style of the witch king in the past.

Although, as he did tens of thousands of years ago, he was still looking down on the forest he ruled from a high place, but what he pondered was why his own time was summed up.

All the places in the abandoned city are stone, large and small, and they have become extremely rough. Some of the stones still show traces of the original, while others are no longer visible.

Coloche carried Lucien on his shoulders and quickly passed through the ruins of the city, and it was obvious that the ruins were very large, and if it weren't for the signposts that appeared from time to time, Lucien would have thought that he was in a real ruin.

"It's here. ”

After walking for about half an hour, after turning a corner, Coloche put Lucien on the ground and said.

In front of me was a large square, and it was evident that it had been settled, and the stones on the ground had become bright again due to the friction of pedestrians' footsteps.

After walking through another street, pedestrians appeared on the road.

The more you walked inside, the more pedestrians grew, and later, at a glance, it was no different from the other cities in the Northland, except for the huge sign in the middle of the square that showed the difference: the Northland Federation, the Abandoned City Station.

In the mortal city, the institutions of the Northland Federation have almost disappeared, and the wizards have been away from the crowd for a long time due to their own reasons.

"Brother Colocchi, where did you find the ring?"

"What's the child's hurry? ”

Although he had lunch on the airship, the lunch on the airship, like the meal on the plane on Earth, was not delicious, and most importantly, there was no alcohol, which made Coloche a little uncomfortable.

The two of them went to a tavern to drink some wine and eat some steak.

After a little wine, the sun began to slowly tilt towards the west.

The ring, which Colloch had picked up near a sanctuary in the northwest corner.

This sanctuary is one of the best-preserved sanctuaries in the abandoned city, and it is the Witch King Sinaval that is commemorated in it.

However, it has been a long time since no one sacrificed for him.

There may have been sacrifices for him in the wizarding days, but now, he has been forgotten for at least a full twelve centuries, perhaps longer.

The temple was in ruins all around, the dark green cross-eared church facing the huge statue of Sinaval in the middle of the city, and the tower-like building to the right of the sanctuary was in a dilapidated and crumbling state.

Pushing open the rusted iron railings around the temple, you can hear from the sound of the hinges, there are very few people coming to this temple on weekdays.

"Brother Colocchi, is that what you picked up here?"

"Don't doubt me, I'm the second smartest man in the tribe. With a proud look on his face, Coloche pointed to the remnants of some of the statues outside the sanctuary and said, "I picked it up in the dirt there." I just said that my feelings were not wrong, this thing had something to do with my promotion, and it was time for me to be promoted. ”

As he spoke, Coloche got up and danced again.

With the data chip turned on, Lucien began a careful search for the suspicious item related to the hairpin.

Between the dirt, in the grass, in all suspicious places, he looked for them inch by inch, and his clean hands were soon covered with mud, and the knees of his legs were also stained with dirt.

"Nothing?"

Lucien searched for a long time, but couldn't find it, and muttered to himself.

"Or, in the sanctuary, or, at all, not here. ”

Thinking of this, Lucien got back to his feet, and let Coloche stay here to search, while he walked alone through the collapsed building, and came to the main hall of the sanctuary, which was dark and full of dust and plaster powder, and a beam of sunlight poured down through the round window of the roof, and a white sanctum bathed in sunlight.

Legend has it that Sinavel comprehended the laws of life and plants at the moment of dawn before darkness, and Lucien certainly read this legend.

Since the ring fell in the Sanctuary of Sinalver, it may have something to do with Sinalver.

"Warning...... Instability of vital signs in hairpins. ”

The sudden alarm made Lucien happy, and the change showed that his guess was correct, thinking of this, he ordered: "Compare the scene here with the information in the database, the key word: Sinavel." ”

"Accept the task...... Perform the task...... Searching the library. After the search, the scene is similar to the scene in an ancient book, the scene on the worship of Sinaver, with a similarity of 73%. ”

Lucien pulled up the library and began to read the text and the illustrations underneath it in the light curtain.

There are 36 illustrations in total, depicting the story of the witch king Sinaval receiving worship from his disciples, accepting tribute, and giving gifts. The Age of the Witch King was inherited after the Age of the Gods, and as the earliest Witch King, Sinavall still maintained some of the qualities of the gods.

"Tribute and worship?"

"Perhaps, there is still a little bit of Sinavel's authenticity in this sanctuary. ”

Thinking of this, Lucien took out the hairpin and ring, placed them in the altar, and then walked to the front of the altar, and began the prayer ritual according to the illustrations and words in the book, imitating the picture deduced by the data chip. His movements, as standard in the book, are not in the slightest contrived, nor is he a beggar begging for mercy from Sinalver.

It's just a sorcerer's apprentice in the botanical department, asking for advice from a senior, and at the same time, praying for this great witch king who once defeated the gods as a mortal.

His heart is pious, a devotion to himself, and a devotion to his own path.

"The great king of plants, the ruler of the forest, the protector of life, I pray to you here......"

The prayer poems, written only on words and recited for thousands of years, were spoken from Lucian's mouth, his body shrouded in darkness with his gray-white robes, and only his resolute cheeks could be seen staring at the altar.

The sound echoed in the hall, and the constant echoes could be heard, and the sun slowly set in the west, and the rays of sunlight on the altar slowly moved from the altar to the wall behind the altar, illuminating the wall.

"What is this?"

Lucien squinted, and a spell written in High Elf script appeared on the wall.

"Gruua. ”

Without hesitation, Lucien recited the incantation.