Chapter Seventy-Five: The Secret Realm Opens
In the early morning, the sky was gray, and layers of dark clouds gathered above the sky, and a few drops of drizzle fell from time to time, which made people feel depressed.
It is a huge canyon with very smooth walls on both sides of the canyon, and there are several hollow caves faintly, but unfortunately it is not clear from the ground. The whole canyon is V-shaped, with the largest entrance and narrower the deeper you go.
Yesterday, hundreds of tents in the canyon had disappeared completely at this moment, and in a clearing in the deepest part of the canyon, there stood a dense group of gray-robed mage apprentices, and the expressions on their faces were excited, nervous, serious, and fierce.
In front of these gray-robed apprentices, there stood dozens of white-robed or black-robed formal mages, among which there were more than a dozen black-robed high-level mages.
Ivan stood quietly behind Kanongamun, looking at the gray-robed mage apprentices standing behind the black-robed high-ranking mages, and remembered their appearances one by one.
Although he has the strength of a first-order full-fledged warrior, it should be easy to deal with ordinary mage apprentices who don't have a strong spell attack, but it will definitely not be an easy battle against these mage apprentices whose teachers are high-level mages, and it is difficult to guarantee that these mage apprentices have one or two powerful magic tools in their hands, and he doesn't want to capsize in the gutter.
When looking at these legal disciples, she inadvertently swept to the position of the two sisters, Verina and Nasha, who were pale with a kind of ruddyness, and there was a layer of dark circles under her eyelids. His steps were a little unsteady, and he seemed to have not slept all night, leaning on Nasha's body very tiredly.
Nasha didn't know why, her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had been crying all night, Ivan withdrew her gaze and looked calmly ahead.
The three black-robed high-level mages at the front glanced at each other, nodded, and signaled that they could start. The space magic props in their hands lit up, and a large number of strange things appeared in the open space on the side.
"Earth dragon bones, immortal bird feathers, nether flowers, bloody grass mowing......" Ivan muttered, having been in the academy library and archives for a long time, some of the materials Ivan was already barely able to identify.
As the three high-level mages were busy, those strange materials gradually disappeared, and a shimmering mystical magic array slowly took shape.
After this bright and complex large magic array was arranged, an old man with a wrinkled face walked out of the three high-level mages, took out the gray-white oak staff in his hand tremblingly, and whispered in his mouth:
"The supreme space, the interweaving of levels, the overlapping of planes, the formation of the world, pray to you, open it, open that place that leads to death and glory......"
The gray-white oak staff in the old man's hand erupted with silver rays of light that directly hit the center of the magic array. All the lines and symbols of the magic array were activated in an instant, and the surrounding elemental energies were constantly pulled into the magic array.
With a roar, a thick silver pillar of light rushed straight into the clouds of the boulder canyon, causing the clouds in the sky to stir.
Under the increasingly excited gaze of all the gray-robed students, a gap spread hundreds of meters in the sky, and the gap was extremely dark, and countless winds and thunder came out of the gap.
At this time, a middle-aged high-level mage took out a strange seed the size of a finger from his cloth bag, threw it in an open space, and then held the staff made of ancient vines and wood in his hand, and silently recited a sluggish incantation.
In the next second, the ground trembled, and the strange seed peeled off layer by layer of green clothes like a strip, and thin buds grew, and then grew into a huge ancient vine and grew rapidly. From the periphery of the canyon, you can clearly see a turquoise Guten soaring into the sky, and the appearance of the ancient vine has one after another house-sized giant leaves, which is very spectacular.
This ancient vine, which was almost hundreds of meters long, was extremely spiritual, its body twitched slightly, and a huge leaf on its body slowly fell from mid-air and stayed on the ground.
"Everyone, hurry up, every ten people are in a team, go to the leaves, don't hug the agent, and don't panic. The voice of an elder high-ranking mage reverberated throughout the canyon, quickly stopping the riot of the gray-robed students.
Quickly form a team of ten people, form a long snake-like line, and slowly move in the direction of the leaf.
Ivan, who was a little further in the line, saw the ten gray-robed students at the front walk up to the leaf in unison, and then the branches of the leaf quickly rose to the gap in the sky. Then, after the ten gray-robed students jumped into the gap, the leaves fell back into place, waiting for the new ten gray-robed students to come up.
After a long while, it was Ivan's turn, and following the actions of the previous teams, Ivan and the other nine strange gray-robed students walked up to the huge leaves of the school, and waited until Ivan and them were firmly on the leaves.
"Rinse" gusts of wind, in the blink of an eye, Ivan and the others saw a gap hundreds of meters long and more than ten meters high appear in front of them, and the gap was black and pressed, and they couldn't see what was ahead?
There was a kind of fear that hung over everyone's hearts, so no one moved first, until Ivan jumped down the gap, and the others secretly gritted their teeth, closed their eyes, and jumped down one after another with the thought of dying.
"Buzz"
After jumping into the pitch-black gap, Ivan's eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in a completely unfamiliar land.
It felt as if tens of thousands of bees were buzzing in his ears, and he was so dizzy that he almost threw up.
Shaking his dizzy head vigorously, Ivan reluctantly took out a bottle of water from his pocket bag, uncorked it, and poured a whole bottle of water directly on his head, the cold stimulation finally made him regain some clarity.
"This is a fucking much fiercer than a teleportation array," Ivan said with a wry smile.
Leaning against a crevice in a hidden boulder, it took more than ten minutes for Ivan's head to completely regain its clarity.
Coming out of the gap, Ivan began to look at the environment he was in, which was an unusually desolate hill, the ground was pitch black, scattered stones or scattered boulders, irregularly distributed around, and there was hardly a trace of greenery in sight.
There is no sun in the sky that has been falling for a long time, bright and eternal, only some thin or thick gray clouds. And in the center of the sky, there was a huge colorless ball of light, and the owner of the secret realm seemed to plan to replace the sun in the outside world.
However, the power of time is terrifying, and perhaps in the beginning, that giant ball of light with abundant energy could illuminate everything.
But after such a long time, this giant ball of light has long been broken, and there is no energy left, and the faint light, like the moon at night, has more than enough heart but not enough strength.