Following the old man, he walked towards the front of the passage, and his moving body changed from straight at first, to slowly bent over, and finally simply lay down and crawled forward.

The front of the passage is getting narrower and narrower, and people can only see the front when they walk inside, and it is difficult to even turn around, and it feels very depressing.

Fortunately, this narrow passage was not long, and Ivan and the old man walked for ten minutes before reaching the end of the passage.

As far as the eye can see, it is a huge palace, firmly supported by eighteen white jade columns, and the flexibly carved relief of strange beasts on the pillars is either sad or angry, happy or sad, vivid, like a living thing. The ground is made of pieces of marble with exquisite patterns, smooth and flat, gorgeous and magnificent, but there is also a lifeless, silent and cold atmosphere.

The frescoes around the palace are beautiful and luxurious, although they have faded and broken a little because of the passage of time. The most striking thing is the coffin in the center of the palace.

The coffin was eight meters long and two meters high, and four black chains with thick bowls were tied at each end of the head and tail, which connected to the four shadowy corners of the palace, and suspended the coffin in the air.

The giant chain has been tempered thousands of times, thick and strong, and the little black light makes it look extremely cold.

The coffin was simple and unpretentious, and the ancient years made its blue coffin only have some vague images, and rust-colored traces covered the coffin, full of the vicissitudes of time.

Ivan, who followed behind the old man, looked at the luxurious and gorgeous palace in front of him, but with a dead and silent palace, his eyes were slightly complicated, the horror of the years is that you can't feel it, but you can clearly see the changes it causes, when you scratch it hard, it's like sand, it will only leak out of your fingertips, and it is difficult to grasp.

The old man may have seen Ivan's stunned look now, and sighed: "Life is in a hurry for a hundred years, even peerless figures like the Emperor Jiuhua have been defeated by time, maybe only those gods can be immortal, as for us little people, if we have time to sigh for spring and autumn, it is better to pay attention to the present and strive to cherish this short hundred years." ”

"Got it. Ivan's eyes regained clarity, and he bowed deeply to the old man, and in his heart, which had been calm for more than twenty years, seemed to burn a flame called control.

"Here you go again. A magnetic sound that seemed to be a collision of metal suddenly echoed in the palace, and then in the middle of the palace, the invisible space shook, the ripples of the folds rippled, and a small figure slowly leaned out.

It was an old crow with black feathers all over its body, a pair of wrinkled claws, and a pair of dark eyes, as if it was an old man dying in the twilight, old and wise. The old crow shrugged its eyelids weakly, but when it saw Ivan behind the old man, its calm and old eyes rippled a little.

The old man's eyes did not show any surprise, as if he was used to the elusiveness of the old crow, and Ivan, who was behind the old man, stared at the old crow in front of him in surprise.

"This Deathmatch Secret Realm originated from that ninth-order necromancer three thousand years ago. That ninth-order mage had run out of life, and it was difficult to continue his life, so he died of old age in the Deathmatch Secret Realm, so this secret realm became an ownerless thing, which naturally aroused the coveting of the Supreme Academy of Magic.

But with that cruel human experiment, how could the treacherous ninth-order mage not expect this kind of thing to happen, and he was unwilling to let the resources of his life be taken up by the Supreme Magic Academy in vain, so he built this ancient tomb before he died, and hid the most important and precious treasures in his life in this ancient tomb.

Not only that, but he also spent a lot of precious resources and a forbidden technique to create a secret realm spirit with his obsession after death, which is your lord in front of you. As long as you can complete that ninth-order mage's obsession after death, you can gain control of the Deathmatch Secret Realm and become the new master of the Deathmatch Secret Realm. The old man said to Ivan straight to the point, calmly and directly.

The most important part of the spirit of the secret realm is the obsession of the original owner of the secret realm that will not be extinguished after death, not the consciousness of the original owner.

The spirit of the secret realm knows all the secrets of the secret realm, and as long as it meets the standards required by the spirit of the secret realm and obtains its approval, he can become the new master of the secret realm.

The old crow landed on the coffin, hung his head, stared at Ivan, and slowly spoke: "That's right, my master's obsession after death is my test for you, as long as you can complete the test, then you can become the new master of the Deathmatch Secret Realm, and all the resources in the secret realm are for you to enjoy." ”

"What kind of risk?" Ivan was not dazzled by greed, and his heart was still calm and rational.

"Don't worry, before the test begins, I still have to check your talent, if you don't qualify, you won't be eligible for the test. As he spoke, the old crow turned his gaze to the depths of the palace.

The flat marble stone bricks of the palace suddenly collapsed, and a golden square box slowly rose, filled with a colorless transparent liquid, and a smell similar to the fragrance of rose oil permeated the entire palace.

This strange scent made Ivan frown a little uncomfortably, and in this lifeless tomb, he wondered if it was some kind of perfume on the cloth that wrapped the corpse.

"Go ahead, boy. The old man turned to Ivan and said.

Ivan nodded, approaching the golden box that looked like a coffin, the clear liquid flowing like mercury.

"Look carefully at the center of the water. The old crow said coldly, as if he was a little anxious.

Ivan involuntarily looked at the center of the water, and as Ivan continued to concentrate, the transparent liquid began to flow in a swirling shape, and the water streaks carried a little magical light. Slowly, Ivan's clear gaze began to dizzy, as if he had sunk into another world.

Ivan only felt that his eyes suddenly went dark, and then there was a light again, but he was surprised to find that he had come to another place, where there were no mountains, no earth, no sky, no rivers, only colorful particles. After the seemingly living particles found Ivan as a stranger, the black particles roamed around Ivan as if Ivan were their closest kind.

The rest of the red or blue particles also wanted to get close to Ivan, but they were all driven away directly by the possessive black particles, and their domineering appearance seemed to declare sovereignty to outsiders, which made Ivan laugh for a while.

When Ivan regained his senses, he saw the old man looking at him with a disappointed face and a wry smile on his face, while the old crow stood on the coffin with an indifferent expression, exuding a terrifying aura around him.

The old crow's eyes struggled violently, as if he was making some difficult decision, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "Your talent is very good, you have a high affinity for the dark energy of the necromancy, you were originally the most suitable candidate for my master's test, but why are you a mage apprentice?" The last sigh, I don't know how much regret and pain it contains.