Chapter 067: Return to Karazhan
The high and exaggerated entrance release a magnificent atmosphere, and the blue bricks and white tiles are tightly stacked from the feet all the way forward, and the solemn momentum magnifies the dead silence and gloom geometry in the dim light of the corridor.
The door behind him creaked and creaked, and the strange echoes of the oozing were rampant in the dark corridors.
Just a second after stepping into this space, Gianna felt an unnatural coldness surging from the soles of her feet, and she rushed towards her brain with a fierce momentum.
However, just as she trembled because of this rich and dead air, a bone-chilling calmness and indifference suddenly surged in her mind. The fear of baring teeth and dancing claws was stillborn before it was born.
"Let's go, it's the first time I've come in through the main entrance. Beside him, Lanloth didn't seem to notice how strange this place was, and strode out of his legs.
With the blessing of the will of the undead, Gianna quickly ignored the gloom and horror of this place, nodded, and followed silently like a ghost.
Stepping up the last step of the foyer, the line of sight suddenly cleared. The candlelight flickered, the lanterns were brilliant, and the exquisitely carved stone pillars reflected the blurred colors of colored jade, and the whole hall was shrouded in magnificence.
The sound of glamour came from nowhere, the slightly drunk guests pushed their glasses and changed their lamps, danced to melodious tunes, and the attendants and servants strolled through the crowd, and the wine and food were at their fingertips. Ears, eyes, mouth and nose, there is hardly the slightest idle time to receive the erosion and luxury of this space.
If it weren't for the dead silence and gloom in the foyer, neither Lanlos nor Gianna would have realized that the laughter here came from a group of lost ghosts.
"It's not much better than the royal banquet. Even the noble-born princess of Kuguo was stunned by the wine pond meat forest in front of her, "It's amazing." β
In addition to emotion, Gianna's face was more regretful. Although they were not detected by magic, the translucent blue bodies of these happy people could be seen to be wrong even with the naked eye.
Yes, these are the ghosts of the past, the ordinary people who died tragically in Karazhan, and the illusions projected by the warp of time and space, the aristocratic and wealthy merchants who have come and gone in countless banquets in the past have gathered in this night under the miraculous effect of magic.
Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, cause and effect are chaotic. Even Lanloth's full force to urge the Eye of Dalaran could not clear the intertwined magical veins of this place in a short period of time.
As the two of them stopped at the entrance with their own thoughts, an attendant stepped forward slowly. Seeing the ghost approaching, Gianna reflexively nervous, but soon, sensing the respectful smile on the other person's vague face, she slightly retracted her guard.
Stopping in front of the two of them and bowing, the ghost attendant did not make a sound, and smoothly handed the wine on the tray to the two of them, and then saluted again and quietly left.
"The utensils are normal. Gazing at the ornately carved crystal goblet, Lanloth muttered as he shook the liquid inside, "I just don't know what the wine and food are all about." β
Compared with the calmness of the elf old fritters, Gianna was obviously a little surprised: "It's really regarded as the same kind, and these scrolls you prepared are of some use." β
"To deal with these ghosts with low intelligence, a necromantic disguise alone is enough, although it is only a second-ring spell, but whether it is the smell appearance or the disguise of breathing, the degree of completion is very high. "As the wielder of the Eye of Dalaran, Lanloth has long been an authority in the arcane arts," and several other spells were just prepared. β
As he spoke, the elven mage raised his head and drank the wine in his hand.
"Hey, what are you doing?!" the gesture really scared Gianna. This is the food of the undead, not to mention that the living cannot avoid it, even if the artist is bold, then at most he can taste it and try to see if it is dangerous, right?
"Tsk, it tastes okay. "Smash it, smash it, smash it, the elf mage didn't seem to see the panic on the girl's face, and actually nodded and praised it with taste.
Although it seems that there is no problem, Gianna is still deeply dissatisfied with this guy's recklessness: "I will do something later, if you poison me, I don't care." β
"Don't worry, this little bit of negative energy is not a threat to the two of us now. Waving his hand, Lanros looked at the glass in her hand with a sigh of relief, "Don't you try it? β
"I won't try, a gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall, you are a legendary mage, how can you be like a reckless man?" Angrily slamming the goblet on the preparation table, Gianna ignored Lanlos's obstruction and walked towards the inside of the ballroom.
"It's a waste, the food and drinks you handle have to be thrown away. Lanlos, on the other hand, saw no sense of urgency, and didn't mind picking up his glass and following it as if he were a tourist. At the same time, I didn't forget to take some meals and fruits from the table to taste, which is really a model of following the local customs.
Ah, what a bastard, how can there be such a bad elf in this world?
Gianna looked back and saw that Lanlos was still standing at the prep table trying the filthy ghost food, and she was so angry that she was smoking. But thinking of the danger here, he could only resist the urge to throw the ice storm on his head, rubbed his face vigorously, and bred up his spirit to explore on his own.
Compared with pinning her hopes on this unreliable elf, the only thing she can count on now is herself.
As the hospitality faΓ§ade of the Karazhan Tower, the atmosphere of the ballroom is several times more exaggerated than the eye-catching luxury. Not only does it occupy an open area, but the layout of the side hall corridor is staggered, and the upper and lower stairs are connected to each other, which is not much to say that it is a labyrinth.
What's more, whether it is the main hall or the corner, you can see groups of ghosts and apparitions. Although it was a bit of a heart palpitation to go back and forth between a group of undead and imaginary creatures, Gianna grew accustomed to passing by these strange creatures as time went on. After all, the opulent setting of the ballroom and the melodious music in the ears really make people find no reason to be afraid.
What really upset Gianna was that the complicated layout quickly made her lose her way.
"Yo, I'm back. β
Looking at the elven mage in front of him who didn't know how many glasses of ghost champagne he had, Gianna's face turned green.
"You've had enough fun after all this time, right?" Lan Los wiped the food residue from the corner of his mouth as he handed the goblet in his hand to Gianna, "You should be thirsty, right?" β
Play?
The delicate little hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and the slender green tendons protruded forcefully, constantly trembling in the girl's accumulated anger. I worked tirelessly to survey the enemy, and in your opinion, it was just a joke?
The cold eyes raised slightly, slowly swept the wine glass in the other party's hand, and kept piercing back and forth in the eyes, throat and other fatal places. Under the backdrop of the camouflage of necromancy, it is as breathtaking as the resentful ghosts under the nine shadows.
"Hey, just kidding, don't get serious, we're in the middle of an army. Feeling a cold magic power quickly converging in Gianna's hands, Lanlos's face finally panicked, and he quickly put away his joke and lowered his position.
The silent spell stalled, and Gianna took a deep breath, resisting the thought of dying with him, and dissolved the magic array that was about to take shape.
"Since you love it so much, wouldn't it be better to keep you here forever?"
Huh? This girl has also learned to complain? It seems that half of my teachers are doing well.
Thanks to Gianna, she was angry at this moment, her eyebrows lowered, as if she didn't want to see the elf's face. Otherwise, if she finds that the other party is smug, I'm afraid that the nine cows won't be able to pull her Ice Storm.
"That's a bad thing, I didn't do it because I liked it. Clearing his throat, Lanlos shook his head incomprehensibly as he sipped his drink, "I'm investigating. β
Undoubtedly, this kind of posturing and tone did not impress Gianna, who knew his true nature at all: "Are you done drinking? It's time to go." β
"Ahem. With an embarrassed smile, the defeated Lan Luos finally put away his hippie smile, and his expression became calm in an instant, "Little Gianna, you look at the details too simply. β
"These foods, not only the food of the undead, but importantly, this is the food of Karazan. Before the girl could get mad at the frivolous title, Lanros twisted his wrist, and the wine in the glass shook suddenly.
According to Oturus, these spirits and visions appeared a long time ago, and they could not leave Karazhan, that is, these foods were available a long time ago. β
Gianna clasped her hands to her chest and rolled her eyes fiercely: "You still eat it when it has spoiled?"
"......" fought back like this, which Lan Luo never expected, looking at this girl who was blue in the complaint, the mockery that seemed to be smiling made him stunned for a while.
"Ahem, I mean, the food here is made by creation magic. I've tried them one by one, and although there is a small amount of negative energy residue mixed in with them, they are indeed the raw materials built from arcane magic. β
"And then?"
"Karazan's magic is chaotic and chaotic, and the repetitive and stable magical system of building raw materials will never be achieved by relying on the distortion of the magical network. Even if it is achieved by chance, it is impossible to have a stable supply of the same food every day, every night, every day. As he spoke, Lanlos looked away from the food sample and stole a glance at the girl in front of him. Surprisingly, the latter remained calm and calm, and was not moved by his unexpected conclusion.
No, isn't this kind of contrasting persona no longer popular? It's a shame that I've pretended to eat so much, this thing doesn't taste very good. From eating and drinking to provoking the beams, in the face of this gap, even if you don't say worship, you should be surprised.
"And, look around here. While muttering in his heart, Lanlos sighed in frustration and focused his attention on all the ghosts and phantoms in the ballroom, "Whether it is an undead creature or an imaginary creature, it all exists through the passers-by of the past. As far as I know, Medivan is very wary of other spellcasters, and usually only merchants and nobles are feasted. β
"In other words, neither the ghost nor the phantom can reproduce an arcane master who can provide a steady supply of raw materials for food. However, the food that is repeated every night is served on the table steadily. β
"If we're lucky, maybe we'll be able to solve our task soon. β
Gianna lowered her head, her small white hand supporting her chin, as if thinking about Lanlos's words. After a while, she nodded with a flat face: "Then let's go to the kitchen and have a look." β
Seeing that the girl who had always had great mood swings was still as quiet as a virgin under his tongue, Lanlos was deeply frustrated, and while shaking his head and feeling that his charm had declined, he took a weak step.