It was a mausoleum perched on a hill. The style of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info mausoleum and the mottled white stone used to build the mausoleum can make it clear that this mausoleum is a building that already existed in the time of Frete I or even earlier. The wild grass growing around means that the deceased buried here may have no descendants to weed and clean him. The mausoleum is not large, and as you can imagine from the appearance, it can accommodate up to twenty people standing in a crowded manner, and then one or two coffins will be placed.

Now, at the entrance of the mausoleum stood two guards wrapped in wide robes with floppy hats. Their burly stature and the dark green in their eyes made Li Yun judge that these were likely to be two dark warrior characters. Dark mages and necromancers don't have this kind of stature, and those excessive muscles only make sense for warrior characters who need strength. This discovery made Li Yun more and more interested. You must know that, like mages, only those who sincerely dedicate their souls to the dark god can become dark warriors, and this kind of existence at the same level as a dark mage is not often encountered.

"Prove your identity!" said one of the dark warriors, Sen coldly, to the approaching Li Yundao. His words and tone are stiff, most likely because he hasn't spoken for too long.

Li Yun didn't know what this guy needed was an invitation or a card, but he had another way to prove himself, and this method was almost universal in the dark world, strength. With a snap of his fingers, a dark and shining flame ignited at Li Yun's fingertips, and the beating flame was like the eyes of a devil, exuding a terrifying temperature like hell.

"Holy fire!" the two dark warriors exclaimed softly. This is the best proof of the favor of the dark god, and only those who have made outstanding contributions and powerful people can receive this gift from the dark god. "Duty, please forgive me for my recklessness!" the dark warrior who had just spoken bowed. The other Dark Warrior took two steps back, out of the way, and made a gesture of please.

Li Yun snorted coldly, "Guard here!" he ordered in the tone of a master. At the same time, two streams of dark energy ricocheted from his fingertips onto the two dark warriors. The pure and divine dark energy filled the two dark warriors with power as if bathed in dark light. Of course, they understood that although there was not much dark energy wandering around their bodies, it was enough to raise their strength to a higher level after it was fully digested. For the dark world of selfishness, miserliness, and indifference, such a gift is not often given.

"Yes, Master, I hope to serve you again!" the attitude of the two dark warriors was already respectful.

The mausoleum was empty, but the stone slabs on the ground had been moved aside, and the place where the coffins should have been placed now had a stone staircase passage that extended downward. Li Yun understood, this was a dark gathering. After walking a long way along the damp, narrow, dark and single passage, the passage finally came to an end, and an underground hall of more than two hundred square meters appeared in front of him. Li Yun secretly calculated, according to the distance and direction, this should be the underground of the dead city closer to the center.

The hall of the dome is rudimentary, supported by a circle of bone columns that are thick and curved inward after a certain height. There were sparse holes in the pillars of bones, and now a dozen pine torches were inserted into some of the holes to illuminate the hall.

"There are actually dark believers who haven't even cultivated the Dark Eye, trash!" Li Yun sneered, his eyes swept over all the thirty people here, he shook his head secretly, a group of garbage, everyone here is superimposed together, maybe there is the qualification to do something to him, he doesn't know if this is the gathering of the lowest human clan in the dark world or represents the general level of the dark clan lurking in the human country. In short, Li Yun suddenly lost interest in seeing what was going on, and he felt that there was no need to waste any more time.

Just as Li Yun carefully observed again and was about to leave, a fifty-year-old man wearing a dark gray robe stood up in the crowd, and he opened his arms and said loudly: "All the mages and warriors who walk in the dark, we have been waiting here for three days, and we are here, and the people who came after us are their losses, let's set off and witness the great legacy left to us by the dark god together!"

The people sitting on the ground stood up one after another, and there were no slogans or cheers like the marching crowd, only a dark green gaze like a wolf. Li Yun stopped the steps he had just taken, and looked coldly at what tricks they were going to do.

The man in his fifties walked up to the earthen wall directly opposite the entrance of the passage, and then took out from his bosom a piece of obsidian in the shape of three arrows. The Black Shine Stone is the three main gods that represent the dark world. Li Yun could clearly see that the obsidian was tightly wrapped in thorn-like silver, which meant praying for the blessing of the Dark Whipping God, who was a dark god of medium divine power, responsible for guarding the important passage with blood-stained death thorns. At the center of the intersection of the three obsidian stones is a turquoise dark stone core (a special material, not formed naturally). It is said that this kind of thing refined from volcanic stone is an important item to open the hidden space left by those dark gods in this world.

The fifty-year-old man held the artifact in front of his chest with both hands and began to chant a spell in a low voice, which was a spell that Li Yun did not understand, but he could tell that it was a spell of the auxiliary system, which should be used to open a passage or a door. As the spell deepened, the artifact in the man's hand began to float and glisten, and the earthen wall that the fifty-year-old man was facing was peeling off, revealing a doorframe-like beam between the two adjacent bone pillars. In the center of the beam, there was a distinct groove, and the object flew slowly over and was steadily inserted into it. Now, everyone understands that it's a key.

From the center of the beam to both sides, the green light symbols appeared and lit up one after another. The wall of dirt began to soften like mud, and the mud swirled and darkened, until at last it became a whirlpool of black water. "Dark Space Gate!" Julio's memories made it easy for Li Yun to know what this thing in front of him was.

Of course, people are not stupid, who knows whether this thing is an abyss or a furnace, but the legacy of the dark god makes it impossible for people full of hope to withstand the temptation. Eventually, someone stepped into one leg, then quickly retracted, then half of the body, and then the whole person went in and jumped out. The fifty-year-old man said on the side: "Rest assured, I am guided by the dark god to lead you to find the legacy left by God, restore our great holy religion, and let this world return to the embrace of the dark god. At this time, how can it harm the poor like-minded people who are already few?"

With the first person to eat crabs, the hundredth will be followed immediately. People who are greedy by nature flock to it, fearing that they will get less than others after being left behind. The fifty-year-old man looked at everything in front of him, and a subtle smile flashed in his eyes.

"Please, sir!" a cold voice suddenly sounded beside him, and the man realized that a man wrapped in a wide cloak appeared beside him like a ghost.

"Oh, Your Excellency, please!" said the fifty-year-old man, who had no intention of entering after him. I had to walk into the space door first. With a wave of his hand, a cold air formed a piece of solid ice at the entrance of the passage, sealing the hall tightly. With another wave of his hand, a tabletop-sized muddy mud spider appeared in the hall, and Li Yun took out a walnut-sized carved silver ball from his leather bag, which was wrapped in a processed and enchanted jade crystal from the depths of the volcano. The ball bounced into the spider's body, chanting a spell, and the mud spider cracked, and a black green flame burst from the crack, and a dark fire spider puppet was born. The reason why he was so cautious was because Li Yun knew very little about space magic, and he didn't want to be locked up in another dimension.

Behind the space gate is a huge mountain cave. Unknown glowing plants of dark green, glowworm and indigo fill the rock mass, giving it an eerie glow. A stone bridge of uneven width stretched out into the darkness into the distance, making the cave even more empty. The stone bridge has no railings, and there is no endless darkness under the bridge, unless you can fly or it is a spring, it will be pitiful to fall. The mountain wind, which was not too violent, echoed so loudly because of the cavity of the cave that it seemed to scare people into falling off the bridge instead of blowing it off. There was a strange smell in the sticky and humid air, and it seemed to be the smell of the dead.

The fifty-year-old man was still waiting for Li Yun, and Li Yun only said one word: "Go!" The fifty-year-old man nodded and walked a dozen steps, feeling that Li Yun didn't seem to follow, and when he looked back, he found that the person was less than a meter away from him. Needless to say, the fifty-year-old man understood that this ghostly figure was probably the most powerful of these people tonight, and that he was not easy to get along with.

The overhead stone bridge is very dangerous, and the twists and turns are not easy to walk, but there is still an end. A hideous demon head gradually appeared in front of Li Yun's eyes, and the demon's gaping mouth was the portal, and its tongue was the last section of the stone bridge. In Li Yun's concept, whether it is hideous or elegant, it is just a form of expression of personal taste. Even if the bottle held by the Statue of Aurora was carrying the deadliest venom, there was nothing to marvel at. The only thing that can shake Li Yun is the powerful force itself, not a sculpture or a ghostly painting.

From the demon's mouth, go down a dozen stone steps, then turn left, and a deep passage appears. Unlike the simplicity of the stone bridge, this passage is not built according to the mountain, but is completely made of huge stones. The style of its architecture is a bit like the underground passages in those elven cities, delicate, quaint, full of mystery and seriousness. High in the dome, a huge magic lamp still glows. Bursts of shouts came down the passageway, and listening to the joyful voice, it was probably the people in front of me who had discovered it.

Li Yun still didn't have the slightest sense of anxiety, he silently followed behind the fifty-year-old man and leisurely walked through the passage. It's also a huge hollow mountain cave. The difference is that what is presented in front of you is no longer a stone bridge, but a platform surrounded by an abyss. The hundreds of steep steps descending down the steps are the only way to connect the platform to the passage. Standing at the entrance of the passage, the palace building of less than 10,000 square meters can be seen at a glance. The pure stone building has a bit of the charm of ancient Greek architecture. However, the pillars that support the dome are not male or female stone sculptures, but demons in various postures. In the center of the platform stands a huge stone statue of a wingless demon roaring into the sky.

"Bad taste!" Li Yun secretly commented that the world seemed to be in some kind of vulgar image worship from gods to humans. In Li Yun's eyes, the effect of these lifelike stone carvings in conveying cultural heritage is much inferior to those abstract oil paint masks in South America in that world.

The first to arrive were like moving ants as they moved through the few rooms they counted, searching for the legacy of the dark gods. Li Yun thinks they won't have anything substantial. The reason is very simple, the fifty-year-old man walking beside him, Li Yun looked at his movements and looked at his expression, thinking that it was definitely not the first time he had come here. In the dark world, Li Yun has never heard the words selfless dedication, if there is really something good and it is so easy to get, Li Yun believes that the man in front of him will not hesitate to play the role of savior or ruler, instead of pulling a ticket from all over the world to hunt for treasures.

Sure enough, when Li Yun and the fifty-year-old man walked down the stone steps, those who came first also automatically gathered under the statue in the center of the square, looking at the fifty-year-old man with questioning eyes empty-handed. "Basil, where is the legacy of the dark god you are talking about?

"Of course, in fact, this is where the seven Dark Magi stayed, who were later crowned Lords of the Other World by the Dark God because of their abilities and contributions. And here, books are left behind to remember their powerful knowledge. It is believed that those who have mastered the knowledge they have left behind will soon become the new Dark Magicians or Demon Warriors. Please follow me!" Rochelly led the group towards the central hall.

In the depths of the main hall are two rows of tall stone statues. There were warriors and mages, all dressed exaggeratedly and awe-inspiring, like statues of gods. In front of each stone statue is an altar. On the altar, a huge stone book like a historical book is inlaid in the center, and in front of the stone book is a stone candlestick with a strange shape.

"These are the books, watch me show them!" said Basilry, closing his eyes and pranayama, a wave of dark energy flying from his forehead towards one of the candlesticks. After absorbing all the dark energy thrown by the candlestick like an absorbent sponge, the top lit up with a blue candle-like light, and under the illumination of the light, the stone book slowly turned into a normal book, and slowly opened a page, and lines of words appeared on the page that had nothing in the first place.

"You can see it! Only the candlelight of darkness can make these precious books visible, but my energy alone is too weak, so everyone is divided into a group of several people, and the contents of these books are revealed, and then copied down, and then exchanged, so that everyone has the classics left by their ancestors, and as for the achievement, it depends on their own understanding and strength. Our dark people are too weak in this world. I hope you don't just think about exclusivity. Because before we become stronger, we will most likely need the other party to evade the pursuit of the Cultists of Light. What do you say?" said Basil, who had shown a rare talent for organization, as if he was about to take up the great task of the Restoration Doctrine.

"To be on the safe side, I suggest that everyone make a blood pact with the favor of the dark gods, and whoever dares to do wrong will be punished by the gods, and everyone will be overseers. "Someone proposed.

"Yes, whoever dares to monopolize it will destroy him!"

People expressed their approval, and at that moment, an incongruous voice said, "I'm against it!"