Chapter 61: The Grandmaster's Ruins

Leaving the altar alone, Horst decided to go into the stone house to find a way out of the woods. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Horst thought about it for a moment and decided to use the abilities of an elemental mage. At this time, close to the middle of the night, the flame is the best thing.

A bright white fireball immediately rose from Horst's hand, and followed the methane beast with the Night Falcon spirit pet as the core into the stone house.

The stone house is not large, but it looks a little empty under the light of bright white flames.

"There was nothing special or nothing at all, just something resembling a bed. Horst didn't know if it was a bed or not, but more like a stone platform stacked on top of each other.

Pushing it away, there was clearly a hole in the ground, and a cold wind blew in his face.

With the communication of ideas, the Methanemon entered the cave first, and Suhhorst received a message from the Methane Beast, and it was indeed a tunnel underneath.

Cautiously entering the tunnel, Horst didn't think much about it, relying on the bright white flames, he saw many special symbols carved on the stone walls on both sides of the tunnel.

"Huh?" Horst saw the symbols clearly through the light, "It's familiar, oh, this is the structure of the carboxylic acid group in the previous life?"

"And here, this is the speculative configuration of the tetrazolium group?" Horst was a little shocked, "This is the structure of the organic acid and the alcohol-bound ester group. ”

He didn't know who the symbols came from, but he knew that the structural formulas were represented by chemical symbols from previous lives, and that he was extremely proficient.

Without any extra guesses, Horst continued to browse through the symbols, contemplating certain possibilities as he went.

Countless possibilities came to his mind, but they were all ultimately denied with impossible answers.

"Forget it, don't think about it, I'll go ahead first and see where the exit of the tunnel is. "Methanemon leads the way, Horst follows.

Mana was constantly being consumed, but Horst always felt that this tunnel was extremely long. I don't know how long it took to walk, but Horst was already a little tired.

"Is it windy?" Horst felt a slight flow of air, "That means the exit is not far away!" This phenomenon gave Horst great encouragement, and the idea of stopping and resting was immediately dispelled.

Moving in the opposite direction of the air flow, the Methanemon still leading the way, I don't know how many turns it took, and Horst finally saw a faint light.

"That's supposed to be the exit. Horst was excited, put away the summoning beast, and walked towards the light.

A cold wind blew in his face again, and as Horst stepped out of the tunnel through the light, he was completely stunned by what he saw.

Countless crosses, arranged in a disorderly manner, completely devoid of any pattern. Above the gray sky, vultures were constantly circling and flying, making terrible calls.

One after another unowned graves, some of which had not yet been closed, white skeletons were scattered on the ground, and some of the graves had strange holes, and the remains of severed limbs were exposed, allowing vultures to peck at will.

Seeing this, Horst was furious, and he knew where he had come.

On the outskirts of the imperial capital, there is a cemetery, where there is no one to govern it all the year round, and it is an extremely eerie and terrifying place, and even high-level mages are reluctant to come. Moreover, it is rumored that there are mysterious beasts that specialize in sucking people's spirits.

"What someone!" a loud roar came from behind Horst, cold sweat flowing, he instinctively wanted to retreat into the tunnel, but found that he didn't know when he was already extremely far away from the tunnel.

Not daring to look back, he immediately ran wildly, constantly tripping over the white bones lying on the ground, but immediately got up again.

Vultures hovered overhead, and the sky was so dark that Horst couldn't even tell what time it was.

Horror and horror continued to flood my mind, and one by one, the crosses were left behind by Horst.

Suddenly, I don't know when, in front of Horst's running road, a short old lady in a black robe appeared.

The old lady was pale, obviously dead, her eyes were closed, but she muttered, "Where are you going, young man?"

Horst quickly stopped, he noticed that the air around him was unusually cold, and he didn't know when a corpse appeared, their faces were bloodless, but they walked extremely sluggishly.

The creepy feeling immediately came to mind, and looking at the old woman in front of him, Horst was a little overwhelmed.

I wanted to summon it, but I found that I couldn't do it at all. Looking back, I also found that corpses were walking towards me.

"Corpse...... All...... Alive?" Horst's teeth trembled, and he couldn't even finish his words.

"Don't run, young man. The old woman's eyes were closed, but her mouth made a terrible sound.

"Ahh

What's more, he still has an injury on the back shoulder, and there is no possibility of trying to break through a path, and he wants to summon a mage, but he finds that he can't do it anyway.

This is an ownerless cemetery, I don't know how many years have passed, no one thought that a woods in the northwest corner of the academy playground, and a tunnel under the stone house would lead to this place.

It's no wonder that the academy has that strange rule, not to mention whether you can get out of that barrier, let's just say that this is the only way out, and it is also the road that will lead students to death.

"Hey, what do you corpse witches want to do?" a familiar voice came from a distance, and Horst immediately calmed down, and followed the sound to look over, and on a high slope, an old mage was standing there, smiling at Horst.

"Dimmit?" Horst was a little surprised.

"Dimmit, you're doing a good thing for me!" the old woman's mouth made a terrifying sound, and her eyes suddenly opened.

Looking at each other, Horst saw the pair of bloodshot eyes, or rather, a pair of eyes that burned with blood-red flames.

Frightened, Horst immediately retreated, and the zombie-like corpse witches seemed to understand something, and they all made way for Horst to come to Dimmit's side.

"Fresh living human blood is gone?" the old woman's voice was hoarse, full of dissatisfaction.

"Let's go. Dimmit stopped paying attention to the corpse witches, and pulled Horst in one direction. At this time, in the corner of heaven and earth, a bright light appeared.

"After walking all night, I almost lost my life in a strange place again, and I was missing for a day and a night before, which bothered you. Horst apologized to Dimmit.

Dimmit just smiled and led Horst down the road.

"What kind of monsters are they, so afraid of you?" Horst noticed that as soon as Dimmit appeared, those mysterious zombies immediately stopped all actions, and even the eerie atmosphere was reduced.

"The Corpse Witch, a close relative of the undead. The undead are a complete state of the soul, and all they possess is a pile of yellowed skeletons. Dimmit didn't seem to be hiding anything, and told Horst in 1510, "The corpse witch has a physical body. They need human blood, preferably living human blood, so cemeteries, cemeteries are where they often haunt, because that is where the dead are concentrated, and where human blood is most easily obtained. ”

Listening to Dimmit's description, Horst seemed to think of a certain creature in his past life, that creature was called a vampire, but it was actually a pathological human. They need a lot of blood to survive and gain power, and they are afraid of sunlight and lightning.

"The soul of the corpse witch is enclosed in the body, and in order to keep the body intact, they need human blood. At this point, the undead are not necessary. The undead don't need human blood, but they do. ”

"So, in times of war, the Undead Order is able to collect the souls of those dead soldiers, and similarly, the Necrocer will be active at that time?" Horst wondered.

"That's true, but this is the imperial capital, and in order to restrict the movement of the corpse witch, there is an enchantment set up by the warriors, and I have also participated in it. This sentence directly told Horst why those corpse witches were a little afraid when they saw Dimmit.

"By the way, I saw an altar in the woods, and a lot of stone tablets, and I don't know what type of things they are. Horst asked what he wanted to ask, "Also, what age do those symbols in the tunnel belong to?" ”

"This ......" Dimmit seemed to be asked, suddenly stopped, and looked at Horst with a somewhat complicated expression, "There are some things that I didn't plan to tell you, but since you've already encountered them, I still think it's better to tell you the truth." ”

"Remember what I told you about the history of mages at the Rhine Fortress?"

"Yes. ”

In fact, that period of history has been modified, and it is not entirely in line with the real history. Dimmit paused and continued to walk, saying as if stating a very familiar fact, "More than a thousand years ago, when the mage civilization began, people called the leaders who led mankind into the era of mage civilization grandmasters. ”

"To be precise, it is those many professional grandmasters who have led people to open the era of mage civilization. ”

"After the Grandmaster cultivated to the extreme, he disappeared from the world, leaving behind many relics at the same time. ”

"Are you saying that those stone tablets and altars in the woods in the northwest corner of the academy playground are the relics of the Grandmaster?" Horst immediately understood something, "From the relics of the Grandmaster more than a thousand years ago, that is to say, the words on those stone tablets are the words of more than a thousand years ago?"

"Yes. "Apparently Dimiit had also entered the woods and seen the steles and altars.

"You'd better not mention this to anyone. After all, the Grandmaster was a figure from more than a thousand years ago, and he had long since disappeared, and now few people know about it. Dimmit said with some caution.

"I naturally understand this. ”