There is almost no chance of survival......

"This ......" At this time, Weiss seemed to be aware of this, and suddenly showed an embarrassed look, and reluctantly moved his gaze away from the spatial crack, with his sixth-level Titled Magician peak eyesight, he could naturally see that the space behind the spatial crack had been distorted to the extreme, and it was impossible to pass through at all.

However, he is obviously still a little unwilling......

"An escape array, five days can probably solve the problem......" Lin Yun glanced at Weiss lightly, and after finishing speaking, he took out a quill pen from his pocket, dipped it in ink and quickly wrote runes, drawing runes in the void, and soon, an escape array had already shrouded the spatial cracks.

In an instant, a white light flashed......

After doing this, Lin Yun ignored everyone's gaze and returned to the camp with Larn Merlin, the Frost Dragon, and the Heavenly Rank Golem.

Lin Yun estimated that after five days, the fluctuations of the spatial crack would no longer be disordered, and would gradually stabilize and settle down. However, this way of traveling through the space is not something that ordinary people can bear, at least they have to be above the level of a titled magician to withstand that terrifying pressure.

About half an hour later, Lin Yun had already returned to his barracks, took out the manuscripts that recorded the clues of the ancient gods and demons from his pocket, looked at them for a while, couldn't help but shake his head, and casually threw them on the alchemy table.

"Flame Emperor Norrik ......"

At this time, Lin Yun suddenly remembered the angry flame orc named Norrik that Larn Merlin mentioned not long ago, in fact, for the name Norrik. Lin Yun is actually no stranger.

In the history of the Northrend world, Norrik can almost be said to be. One of the most famous Heavenly Shamans, both in the empty and decaying Library. In the information provided by the Merlin family, the name Norrik has appeared many times, even if Lin Yun's memory is poor, he still knows who Norrique is......

Thousands of years ago, the indigenous orcs of the Flame Plane, large and small, were divided along the Wailing River, and the Flame Orcs were a race. There is no civilization and order, chaos.

This changed with the appearance of a legendary Flame Orc, whose name was Norrik......

For more than a hundred years, Norrik conquered the major tribes, and finally ruled the entire Flame Plane by means of thunder, and established the Orc Empire.

As for the title of the Flame Emperor. It was given by later generations of mages......

It was only then that the Flame Orc race had order and civilization, and the power of the empire grew stronger and stronger, but unfortunately. More than two hundred years after the establishment of the empire, Norrique, who was the pillar of the empire, disappeared inexplicably. So, the empire was so strong. Falling apart almost overnight, the thirteen Flame Orcs who were the first to follow Norrik. Divide the entire empire, and then there are the thirteen tribes that are today......

Norrik's disappearance is still a mystery, but there has always been a rumor circulating in the Flame Plane, it is said that on the eve of Norrik's disappearance, a streamer of light streaked across the night sky of the Flame Plane and fell into the River of Wailing, which is said to be the scepter belonging to Norrik, representing supreme power, if anyone can get this scepter, they can command the orcs of the entire Flame Plane like Norrik did......

At that time, the empire was in a never-ending war, and the thirteen Flame Orcs established their own tribes, and after a few decades, the war gradually subsided, and then the thirteen tribes sent a large number of Flame Orcs to the River of Wailing to salvage the scepter, but after another few decades, there was no clue about the scepter.

So much so that the matter of Norrique's scepter was treated as a legend, and then the thirteen tribes also dispelled the idea of salvaging the scepter and began to recuperate......

Thinking of this, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, he finally knew why Weiss and those people had such a big reaction after seeing the spatial crack, if that scepter really existed, and fell into the river of wailing like the legend, the thirteen tribes truce to salvage, it was already decades later, at that time, the scepter would inevitably be washed to the end, but the thirteen tribes had been salvaged for decades, and no clues of the scepter had been found.

This meant that the scepter was no longer in the River of Wailing, but flowed down the rift in the space into another seat......

I have to say that Norrik's scepter has an irresistible attraction for any force, and if it can be obtained, it may really be able to command all the furious flame orcs as the legend says, so that there is no problem in taking down the entire furious flame plane.

Even Lin Yun had a thought about that scepter......

Of course, what he cares about most is still the secret of the ancient god and demon Constanto, the skull that represents the source of wisdom will be able to completely change his magic path, if he gets it smoothly and fuses it, it will not only solve the dilemma in front of him, but even the time to become a heaven-level mage will be greatly shortened......

Soon five days had passed, and Lin Yun walked out of the barracks, ready to rush to the end of the River of Wailing, but before leaving, he found Larn Merlin......

Originally, he planned to take Larn Merlin with him, but when he thought of the half-plane behind the spatial rift, it was very likely to be related to an ancient god and demon, and the danger must be very high, and this fourth-level titled magician might not be able to help much, besides, in the camp, a strong man is also needed, and Larn Merlin is just right.

After more than ten minutes of explaining to Larn Merlin, Lin Yun took the Frost Dragon, the Heavenly Rank Golem and the Dragon's Blood Orc to the end of the Wailing River according to the route in his memory, it took about half an hour, and when they came to the end of the Wailing River, they found that the Black Tower and the strong men of the Watson family had gathered along the shore early, as if they were waiting for Lin Yun.

As Lin Yun predicted, on the fifth day, under the influence of the Escape Array, the fluctuations emitted by that spatial crack were no longer chaotic and completely calm......

"Merlin Wizard ......" After seeing Lin Yun's figure, Weiss of the Black Tower hurriedly greeted him, with a smile on his face: "This spatial crack is related to a scepter that has been lost for thousands of years, that scepter once belonged to the Flame Emperor Norrik, there is a legend that circulates in the Flame Plane, no matter who gets that scepter, they can command the orcs of the entire Flame Plane, Merlin Wizard, I don't know if you know this?"

"Hmmm......"

Lin Yun nodded lightly and glanced at Weiss suspiciously: "What do you want to say......

"Merlin Magister, that's the case, just now I discussed with the Watson family, the three major forces will unite to find the lost scepter, if you can get it smoothly, use the scepter to order all the furious flame orcs, the benefits obtained, the three forces will be evenly divided, the Watson family has already agreed, I don't know if you ......"

"Hehe, I have no opinion......"

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation......"

"Yes, Lord Ves......"

Lin Yun and Weiss shook each other with a smile, and in less than a minute, a cooperation agreement was reached, and Weiss said some irrelevant topics, and Lin Yun also smiled perfunctorily......

At this time, Lin Yun's attention was not on Weiss, but not far away, the black-robed mage standing beside Su Wei, he could probably judge from this that there were a total of three people in the Black Tower who entered the spatial crack this time, namely Weis, Su Wei, and the black-robed mage......

Lin Yun was almost certain that the black-robed mage had never appeared in the Black Tower camp, that is, the black-robed mage had rushed to the Horn of Plenty within five days of discovering the spatial rift......

There is no doubt that the black-robed mage is very strong, and he is also a high-level titled magician.

However, if it was an ordinary high-level titled magician, it might not have attracted Lin Yun's attention......

In fact, at the first glance of the black-robed mage, he could conclude that the strength of the black-robed mage was far stronger than that of Vis and Suvier, and if nothing else, this must be an eighth-level titled magician......

This level of powerhouse is very rare in the entire Kingdom of Andalusia.

"That is Lord Faldon......" Weiss in the casual conversation, obviously noticed Lin Yun's abnormality, immediately smiled, turned around and glanced at the black-robed mage, and introduced to Lin Yun in a low voice, when he spoke, Weis's whole face was full of jealousy, obviously the mage named Falton had a very special identity.

Isn't that more special......

Perhaps among the people present, only himself and Suvel knew how terrifying His Excellency Faldun's strength was......

To be precise, His Excellency Falton is from the Holy Land, and he does not have any position inside the Black Tower, but in the entire seven-member council, except for the Speaker of the Speaker, His Excellency Heron, the other members of the council have great respect for Falton.

But......

His Excellency Falton rarely came out of the Holy Land, and the last time he appeared was three hundred years ago, when the Caucasian battle mage broke away from the Black Tower, and the Black Tower was greatly damaged, and it was in danger for a while, although His Excellency Heron was very capable, and various thunder methods emerged one after another, but it was always difficult to stabilize the situation in a short period of time......

Perhaps only a few high-level leaders of the Black Tower know that at that time, there was a person who walked out of the Holy Land of the Black Tower, and that person was the current Lord Falton, and then His Excellency Falton gave some help, so that the Black Tower stood at the peak of the kingdom again in just a few decades......

In fact, after discovering the spatial rift, Vis realized the severity of the matter, the Black Tower was stationed in the Plane Legion of the Horn of Plenty, and the high-level titled magicians were only him and Suvir, so Vess, who returned to the camp, used the special communication means of the Black Tower to pass on the appearance of the spatial crack and a series of guesses to Lord Heron who was in the Darkmoon Fortress. (To be continued......)