"This is the remnants of the Imasca Empire?"

The mage leader approached and looked at the huge stone arch buried under the yellow sand for an unknown number of years, his eyes shining with curiosity.

There's no way not to be curious.

After all, the "Supreme Imasca Empire" created by the machinists was too mysterious in the eyes of the world.

Unlike the Netharel civilization, where only a small percentage of the Grand Arcanists do not believe in gods and are even less willing to be healed by divine magic, the common people still maintain the most basic respect and belief in the gods.

The Imaska Empire forbade the existence of gods and their beliefs from top to bottom.

Yes.

You heard it right.

It is to completely prohibit the gods from establishing faith and expanding their influence on their own territory.

To this end, they have also established a vast magical enchantment in their dominion, ensuring that the gods and their messengers cannot even get close, and that they are completely isolated in the true sense of the word.

That's why they've taken so many slaves by opening interdimensional portals, and they've always maintained their devout faith, but their gods haven't been able to come down for hundreds of years.

In the end, the god Io couldn't stand it anymore, and let the gods descend on the believers in the form of reincarnation by opening the back door, breaking the magic barrier set up by the Imaska Empire, and then leading the slaves to revolt and overthrow this powerful, ancient and brutal magical civilization.

What's more, after the gods of Enser and Mulholland destroyed the rule of the Imasca Empire, they didn't know what they were based on, and they didn't inherit and absorb the superb magical knowledge and technology that had been developed over an unknown number of years and used them for their own use.

On the contrary, he did something that turned back the clock on history, not only killing all the magicians through years of pursuit, but also destroying the knowledge, technology, and history of the Imaska Empire.

So much so that modern people do not know anything about this civilization.

This is also the reason why Zuosi despises the gods of Enser and Mulholland.

In his opinion, there was nothing inherently wrong with these gods leading their followers to destroy the Imasca Empire.

After all, whether it is refusing the entry of the gods, or indiscriminately capturing slaves to replenish the population lost in the plague, in fact, it has laid a deep foundation for the future demise of the entire civilization.

But the problem is that if you destroy, you will destroy, so you can leave the technology and knowledge behind.

These things are the most valuable treasures of a high-level magical civilization, and they are also the experiences discovered and summed up by countless geniuses in their failures and sacrifices one after another, and their value cannot be measured by money at all.

But the result?

The two gods teamed up to wipe out everything in the Imaska Empire, leaving only a handful of vague legends.

Turn your head and see how the second-generation goddess of magic does it.

Although a generation was killed by the arrogant Nethrel civilization.

But the first thing she did when she took the throne was to save the floating cities that had not yet fallen to the ground and shattered into pieces, and to do everything she could to shelter the fleeing remnants of Netherreel, ensuring that the technology and magic created by the civilization could be preserved as intact as possible.

It is precisely because of the efforts of the second generation of the goddess of magic that the modern spell casting system derived on this basis will become the mainstream of the Faeron continent.

Nowadays, there are only two schools of arcane magic in the continent of Faeron.

One is based on the golden scroll left behind by the creator race of the Saluk Witch, and gradually evolved into the most widely circulated spell casting system through the vigorous development of the Netharel period;

The other is the High Elf magic system brought by the elves.

If the knowledge and technology of the Imaska Empire were preserved intact, then there might be a third, completely different spellcasting system in the east of the Feron continent.

I don't wonder if the mechanic can create a different era of magic industry after hundreds or even thousands of years of development.

Don't think it's whimsical.

After all, the Imaska Empire itself is known for building artifacts, artifacts, and interdimensional super portals.

This means that they actually have more opportunities to engage, learn, trade, and communicate with other civilizations, and their ceiling and development potential are much higher than Netherre's.

Thinking of so many valuable knowledge, techniques, and artifacts being ruined by a group of short-sighted gods, Zuo Si felt an inexplicable distress in his heart.

At the same time, I can't help but have an urge to summon the Eldrazi Titans in the opponent's country and kill all these losers.

Of course, this is just a thought, and it will not really be put into practice.

The Moore Holland Divine System does not have any substantial conflict of interest with him at the moment, and the number of members is quite large.

However, this does not mean that if he finds an opportunity to fall into the well, Zuo Si will not secretly do something, or add fuel to the fire.

For example, if Tampas were to go to war with Mul Holland's god of war one day, Anhe, he would definitely support the former without hesitation.

It is best to use this as a breakthrough to directly trigger an all-out war between the Pantheistic system of Feron and the Mulholland divine line.

Anyway, as long as it is not fought in the crystal wall where the planet Torrell is located, but the battlefield is set in the outer plane, the god of God, Io, will not bother to care.

There is no doubt that the gods of the Mulholland system would never have dreamed that the destruction of the Imaska Empire thousands of years ago would provoke a terrifying potential enemy for themselves.

But now he is still playing the role of an upper-class nobleman of the Mulholland Empire, so Zuo Si did not express these thoughts and emotions, but like a scholar obsessed with this, he reached out and gently stroked the words and symbols on the stone arch that have been almost lost, and explained: "You are right, this is the ruins of the Imasca Empire, and this huge arch is one of the iconic buildings.

Because the door is such a thing as an unusually important place in the hearts of the Imasca people.

It is both the embodiment of a powerful magical technique, but also an extended culture and even a belief.

Since this ancient civilization created super portals that could connect to any place and even other planes, they saw the portal as not only a convenient means of transportation, but also a symbol of knowledge, wealth, and good luck.

In many of the most important towns in Imasca, a tall gate-shaped monument is erected at the entrance and exit.

A glance at the size of the arch and the craftsmanship used to make it can tell the size and importance of the ruins during the time of the Imasca Empire. ”

"I see! You're so knowledgeable that you know even these details. ”

A look of surprise and admiration appeared on the face of the mage leader.

Although he has always felt that this employer, who spends lavishly and likes luxury, is a gentleman who has been spoiled by his family since he was a child.

But now it seems that there is something remarkable in the field of research on the Imasca Empire.

Zuo Si smiled modestly and shook his head: "Erudition is not counted, I just read some more books and fragmentary records on related aspects."

The history of Imaska is too old, and much of the records and traces of existence have been deliberately erased.

So no one knows exactly what happened to this ancient civilization over the long years.

That's why I'm curious to dig in.

The next thing to do is follow this entrance and explore, are you ready? ”

"Of course! Isn't it because you're offering such a high price? And exploring ruins is a long way of life. ”

The mage leader couldn't help but grin.

After all, the two sides had already reached an agreement on the sharing of the spoils, and Zuo Si only needed magic items, books, scrolls, and other things, and the rest of the gold, silver, and ordinary gems were all owned by the adventurers and mercenaries.

So when the entrance was dug out, everyone in the team was in high spirits.

Especially after discovering that there are traces of the brown dragon trampling and crawling on the sand.

After all, no matter how poor the dragon is, as long as he lives for a few hundred years, he will still save some money.

"Then get ready, and we'll be out in twenty minutes. As for the slave laborers, stay in their tents and rest until we return. ”

Zuo Si gave the order succinctly.

As the supreme master of the entire team, what he said was basically similar to the holy decree, and no one dared to disobey it at all.

Soon, the slave laborers, who had been busy for two or three days, returned to their tents with their tools to rest.

Adventurers and mercenaries began to pack their bags, inspect weapons and armor, and excitedly discuss the incredible benefits of this expedition to the ruins.

SOME GUYS SET UP A FLAG WITHOUT KNOWING WHETHER THEY WERE ALIVE OR DEAD, SAYING THAT THEY WOULD RETIRE AND RETURN TO THEIR HOMETOWN TO GET MARRIED AFTER DOING THIS VOTE, OR FIND A PLACE TO BUY A PIECE OF LAND AND BECOME A RICH MAN.

No one realized what danger was hidden in this vast ruin, and they didn't know that they would face an ancient evil that even the gods feared.

After assembling, the leaders of the three teams divided everyone into three parts after a brief discussion.

The most experienced squad leads the way, followed by a second adventurous squad, with mercenaries at the back to protect their employers.

In this way, the group slowly marched along the tunnel half-buried by yellow sand.

Especially the first few played the "ten-foot long pole" tactic to the fullest.

Almost every few steps when he finds something suspicious, he will poke the ground, walls, and ceiling overhead with a hardwood pole that is more than three meters in his hand to make sure that there are no traps or traps before moving forward.

You don't have to ask, but that's the usual technique used by most experienced adventuring parties to explore ruins, tombs, and more.

Don't underestimate this inconspicuous broken pole, it can really save lives at critical moments.

But there was clearly no trap in this passage, which had been repeatedly climbed by the brown dragon.

Or even if there were, it would have been stimulated by the inadvertent touch of the dragon's huge body.

As a result, there were no dangers along the way, and the group soon arrived at the Brown Dragon's lair, a circular palace buried deep underground.

Due to its age, except for a few statues and metal objects, the rest of the things have long since been turned into dust under the baptism of time, making it impossible to tell what the building was originally used for.

But given the extremely repulsive attitude towards the gods of the Imaska Empire, it certainly can't be a temple.

But now, this place has been transformed into its own lair by the brown dragon, and the ground is densely covered with fine sand two meters thick, and a large number of gold, silver, jewelry, valuable antiques and gems from somewhere are piled up in the corners.

"Hahahaha! Get rich! We're rich! I knew there must be a great treasure in that dead brown dragon's lair. ”

"Look at this chain and the gold cup! It's sure to sell for at least 1,000 gold coins! ”

"Merck! Take two men back to camp and call the slaves to help carry them! ”

……

All of a sudden, both mercenaries and adventurers rushed to the treasure pile like crazy, or picked and judged how much the loot in their hands could be worth, or simply lay on the mountains of gold and silver to roll around to vent the excitement in their hearts.

Only Zuo Si still maintained a calm appearance, as if he didn't see the huge pile of treasures in front of him at all, but stared at a big hole in the wall not far away that was knocked open.

Because in the deepest part of this cavern, he felt a huge amount of negative energy, and countless undead creatures roaming inside.

The ghosts left behind when the Imaska Empire was destroyed?

Or stop mortals from approaching the guards in the prison of Pendrim, the "God Slayer"?

Or was it a deliberate trap set by the gods of Mulholland?

Judging by the sheer number of undead creatures alone, this relic is definitely not simple.

Not to mention, the pervasive aura of death and destruction has even had an irreversible and permanent impact on the surrounding environment.

If an ordinary person stays here for too long, it won't be long before they take their last breath and become one of the undead.

To be precise, the entire underground ruins resemble a giant magical barrier, completely isolating everything inside from the outside world, while constantly transforming intrusive creatures into undead.

This is clearly not the work of the Imasca Empire's magicians.

Because necromancy wasn't always their forte, making constructs was.

Just when Zuo was thinking a little distracted, the leader of the mercenary group and several of his subordinates walked over from a distance with a few things with obvious magical effects, piled them up in the open space covered with rags, and said with a bright face: "Your Excellency, these are all the things related to magic and knowledge in the treasure of the brown dragon.

Among them were four amulets, three rings, a sword and a dagger, a broken golem arm, two illegible books, and a dozen scrolls.

Probably due to the fact that he has lived in the Oblivion Desert for many years, he does not have many magical items. ”

"It's okay, anyway, my purpose is not for that dragon's treasure."

Zuo Si put on an attitude of indifference, and glanced down at these trophies that belonged to him.

Among them, the amulet and magic ring look very new, they should have been created within a hundred or two hundred years, the level of enchantment is generally not high, and the most valuable one can only increase a little magic resistance.

The two weapons are crafted from Mithril and blessed with some enhancement magic, which is equivalent to +3.

As for the books and scrolls, most of them are of modern age, written in the Mulholland script, and their value is very limited.

Instead, it was the golem's arm that piqued his interest.

Because this is the only creation of all the trophies that belongs to the period of the Imaska Empire.

Driven by curiosity, Zuo Si crouched down to take a closer look at the exquisite magic patterns and symbols on his arms.

Don't look at it, it's only a little thicker than a human thigh, but because it's made entirely of pure gold, it's terrifying in terms of hardness and weight.

With his strength, although it is easy to pick up, it does not match the identity of the role he plays at the moment, so he can only squat down and check.

After about three or five minutes, Zuo Si touched his chin and commented, "Very unique process." Avoid consuming your own mana by systematically building runes and energy transmission systems. The internal structure is also more complex than that of modern constructs, and may be used to support deformation and a certain degree of spellcasting. ”

Obviously, just by looking at this mutilated Adamantite Golem arm, Zuo Si could tell that the Miracle Mechanics of the Imasca Empire did not need to sacrifice a part of their magic power (that is, pay experience points) when they made the construct.

This is very different from modern arcane spellcasters.

In addition, they are very unique in the use of materials, which can lead to significant cost savings.

In other words, the Imaska Empire has the ability to equip a large area of the Universally Constructed Body.

"What do you mean...... This golem arm is valuable? ”

The leader of the mercenary group looked surprised.

Zuo Si sneered and responded, "Don't forget, this is a piece of pure gold. Even if the value of knowledge and technology is removed, it is the most valuable of all treasures. ”

"Ahh This...... Is this thing made of pure gold? No wonder it's so heavy! ”

The mercenary leader suddenly realized, patted his head hard, and smiled bitterly.

He was still upset that he and others were taking too much, and wanted to comfort the generous employer.

But now, seeing the large piece of pure gold arm removed from the golem's body, there was only envy left in my heart.

For the value of this piece of pure gold alone is worth most of the rest of the treasures.

"So the saying that knowledge is power and knowledge is wealth is not something that is said casually."

Zuo Si casually made a joke and directly ordered someone to stuff this piece that belonged to him into the dimensional bag.

As for how the rest of the other party handles, he doesn't want to care and doesn't bother to participate.

Even if the spoils are unevenly distributed afterwards, it is their own business to fight.

What's more, it's not certain how many people from the two adventure squads and the mercenary group will come back alive.

Although Zuo Si never had the intention of killing people from beginning to end, the endless undead creatures and negative energy enchantments in the ruins were no joke.

After discovering the treasure in the dragon's lair, the team rested in place for half an hour, until the slaves followed up to carry the gold, silver, and jewels to the camp outside, and then set off again down the claustrophobic tunnel.

From the dust and cobwebs covering the ground, it is not difficult to tell that the brown dragon has never entered the ruins, but has only used the circular building at the entrance as a lair.

And after entering the tunnel, the deeper you go, the more you can feel the biting chill, and in some places you can even exhale white air, so that the team members have draped the thick cloaks they used for the night to keep warm.

"Damn! Why the hell is this place so cold? ”

A young mage subconsciously tightened his cloak and couldn't help but shudder.

It may be that his physique attributes are relatively weak, and his face is already a little cold and blue at this time, and his lips are even more uncontrollable trembling.

"It's negative energy!

The negative energy here is too strong!

Here, drink this to make it better.

Remember, everyone should be vigilant from now on, such a strong negative energy often means that there will be a large number of powerful undead creatures. ”

The mage leader took out a bottle of potion for minor injuries and handed it over.

Since all healing potions are infused with the corresponding level of positive energy healing magic, they have a strong effect against negative energy.

After the young mage raised his head and drank it, he immediately felt a warm current rise in his stomach, which instantly dispelled the ubiquitous chill, and even his pale face gradually became rosy.

The three priests in the team also began to hold the emblem aloft at this time, and through the weak divine power attached to it, the negative energy in the surrounding environment was thinned as much as possible.

A priest also wanted to give the "powerless" Zuo Si blessings such as protection against evil to prevent his employer from suddenly dying violently, but after seeing a few protective magic items in the latter's hand, he decided to dismiss this idea.

In particular, the coin that emitted golden light, its powerful power almost protected the entire team, and reduced the negative energy in the environment to a very low level.

You don't need to ask to know that the golden coin in Zuo Si's hand is the thank you gift given by Wu Jin at the beginning - [Flow of Wealth].

Although he didn't pay any fortune to perform arcane or divine magic, the divine power blessed on it alone was enough to combat the harsh environment inside the ruins, preventing people in the team who were not high enough and too weak in physique from suddenly dying and turning into undead.

However, the abundant negative energy is only the first threat to enter the depths of the ruins.

It didn't take long for the adventure team at the forefront to realize how dangerous and terrifying this place really was.

The ten-foot-long pole in their hands often provokes violent explosions, flames, strong acids, lightning, and black negative energy and suddenly summoned monsters.

What's even worse are the undead who can't be killed no matter how you kill them along the way, and the constructs that wander through the ruins.

If it weren't for the fireball wand and disarming wand provided by Zuo Si's friendship, I am afraid that the entire army would have been wiped out by this time.

Because even if the undead in this area are overtaken and drunk, they will only last for about half a minute at most.

Half a minute later, they will still turn around and launch a frantic attack.

The proportion of low-level zombie skeletons among the undead is not high, but there are more intelligent ones such as ghouls and vampires.

Occasionally, deadly high-level undead such as Poda Corps can be seen.

In addition to the normal undead, you can also encounter some twisted virtual undead in the tunnel, and the slightest mistake can lead to death.

Of course, high returns go hand in hand with high risk.

Since it may not have been explored by other intruders for thousands of years, there are too many treasures and magical items to count.

Even though more than five members had been killed, the adventurers and mercenaries still had no intention of retreating.

And the bodies of these five people were transformed into intelligent undead within one to four minutes of death.

"Greasy surgery! Prepare for the greasy surgery! Two humanoid golems on the left are rushing over! ”

"Don't rush! The mage is already preparing! Damn, how come there are so many constructs in this hellish place, don't the Imaskans cost money to build golems? ”

"Less nonsense! Keep an eye on the passage behind the dot! Don't let undead creatures poke us in the ass again! With the proceeds of this expedition, each of us will be able to share a large sum of money and live the life of a rich man. ”

"The golem has rushed up! Raise your shield!!!! ”

In a nervous roar and shout, the strong warrior in front of him raised the giant magic tower shield he had just obtained in his hand, and collided head-on with the oncoming golem.

Rumble!!!!!!

After a loud bang, the dust accumulated on the ground in the passage was instantly stirred up, blocking the view of many people.

But unbelievable, he actually resisted the impact of the steel golem weighing several tons, and stood motionless.

But if you look closely, you will find that the surface of the tower shield in this guy's hand has formed a layer of colorless and translucent standing wall.

Obviously, it is this layer of force field wall that absorbs almost all of the impact, so it can stand firmly in place.

Otherwise, with the difference in size, weight and strength between ordinary people and golems, it would be disrespectful to traditional mechanics to fly closer, and Newton and his old man might have lifted the coffin.

You don't have to ask to know that the biggest role of this shield is its absolute defense against physical attacks.

Unless the enemy can destroy the Wall of Force, it would be a fool's dream to attack the person holding this shield.

Unfortunately, the golems with low IQ and the ability to think independently do not understand this very well.

After an unsuccessful impact, he immediately picked up a fist the size of a sandbag and began to smash wildly, intending to beat the intruder in front of him into meat sauce.

But all the attacks were eventually carried by the tower shield.

Another warrior next to him took the opportunity to slam the golem's weight-bearing knee from the side.

The mage also released the greasy spell in time, which greatly reduced the friction under the golem's feet, and it was impossible to fully exert its own strength.

With tacit cooperation and rich combat experience, the two steel golems fell into the hands of the despicable adventurers.

After another tense and exciting battle, the people who were still alive in the team sat on the ground and gasped for air.

Regardless of the fact that there are only two enemies and the battle time is only a few minutes, it has caused a huge drain on both physical strength and energy.

After all, the Iron Golem can make countless mistakes, and as long as it succeeds once, it will inevitably cause serious injuries and even death.

But if adventurers and mercenaries make a mistake, what awaits them is death on the spot.

With a single punch, the kidneys may fly out of the ruptured body.

"Hire...... Employer, I don't think we can move any further, so let's stop here today. The older leader panted and suggested.

"Yes!"

Zuo Si nodded very sensibly in agreement.

Thanks to the desperate battles of these adventurers and mercenaries, he had already sensed where the core of the entire ruin was.

All that's left is to wait for everyone to rest and sleep at night, and sneak in quietly to confirm the situation.

If this is indeed the entrance to the Crystal Prison, then the last material to craft the God-Slayer weapon is complete.

No matter how powerful Pendrum the God Butcher is, he will only be sealed into a sword and become a tool.

And compared to the difficult spirit and consciousness, Zuo Si actually prefers the other party's stripped body.

With this in mind, he and the team that had rested for a while quickly returned to the camp on the surface.

Due to the excessive physical strength consumed during the day, the tired adventurers and mercenaries simply ate a few things and fell asleep in the tent, not noticing the strange black spots on the backs under their clothes.

What's worse is that all the people who go into a deep sleep start having the same nightmare.

In the dream, they saw a sphere with a radius of nine meters, which looked extremely distorted and looked like a strange black hole, staring at them with a pair of points of light that they didn't know if it was their eyes or something else.

In just a few seconds, the person in the dream realm saw the explosion of the sphere, and the destruction of the world and the gods.

"Betrayal! Treachery! Treachery! All betrayers will pay for their actions! ”

Those trapped in the dream could hear the frantic cries echoing in their ears very clearly.

It's a pity that they can't get out of this nightmare, and even waking up has become a luxury, and they are forced to watch their hometown be destroyed thousands of times over and over again.

Of course, Zuo Si was completely ignorant of the nightmares that these adventurers were having.

After sorting through the information and notes he had gathered, he casually left a real phantom and quietly entered the depths of the ruins alone.

Unlike the previous cautious, Zuo Si moved quite fast because the target had already been locked.

Whatever obstacles you encounter along the way will be solved in an instant.

These monsters and traps used to block the progress of mortals could not interfere with him at all.

Only ten minutes later, Zuo Si was standing in front of the massive portal in the center of the ruins.

"Leave! Intruder! This is not the place for you! The seal must remain intact, or the whole world will be in great crisis. ”

A constructive creature nearly two meters tall and made of pure gold slowly stood up from its chair.

Along with it, there are nine other constructs that are not much different in appearance.

One of them had no left arm.

Obviously, the arm that Zuo Si obtained in the brown dragon's lair before should belong to this guy.

And unlike ordinary golems, they are clearly made from real people on a one-to-one basis, using a lot of transformational magic, so much so that the hard metal faces can make all sorts of complex expressions.

On top of that, the weapons these guys hold in their hands are all scepters or staffs about one and a half meters long.

Constructor caster?

Zuo Si's eyes flashed with strong curiosity and curiosity.

This is because the modern magic technology developed from the Netherel civilization can also create golems that can cast spells, but the types of spells that can be cast are often very small.

Spells are usually stored in the Golem's body in a constant pattern, and they are released by consuming energy.

If the maker does not store the corresponding spell in it, then the golem will never be released, let alone have the ability to learn.

But the anthropomorphic constructs made by the Imasca Empire are different.

They clearly possess a high enough level of intelligence, and the surging magic power in them is comparable to that of legendary mages, and even possess a faint soul light......

Realizing this, Zuo Si immediately asked, "Is this one of the two crystal prisons where Pendrum the God Butcher is imprisoned and imprisoned?" ”

"This question is beyond our purview, and I cannot give you an answer. But if you get any closer to the portal, then we're going to attack right now until we kill you. ”

The Golem at the head expressed his position very simply.

And as it spoke, ten golems surrounded Zuo Si from different angles, and the weapons in their hands began to flicker with a ghostly light unique to arcane magic.

"If you say you don't have permission, it means I'm in the right place.

If you don't mind, can you tell me what happened?

Why did the ruler of the Supreme Imasca Empire choose not to release it in the end, even though he had such a secret weapon that could be destroyed together?

Was it because the gods of Mulholland and Enser's were too powerful and caught off guard, or did those in power finally hesitate?

Also, how did you anthropomorphic golems and spellcasting systems come to be? ”

Zuo Si threw out all the questions he was interested in.

I didn't expect all of the golems of wisdom to answer, but it would be nice to know a little more.

Unfortunately, the golem at the head obviously saw his thoughts, and without saying a word, a ray containing negative energy shot out from the front of the staff.

The other nine golems also shot at the same time, unleashing spells with the help of the weapons in their hands.

In just a second, a large amount of magic roared and drowned Zuo Si.

"Interesting!

It's so much fun!

You don't even need to chant spells or cast spells in your way of casting spells!

Is this the work of the Supreme Imasca Empire's top machinists? ”

Zuo Si's eyes lit up slightly, and he directly ignored all the spells below the five rings, and only defended against the five rings and above.

"Raise the target danger level to the maximum level! The ultimate weapon license to use! ”

The golem at the head apparently noticed that the opponent was immune to spells below the five rings, and its two eyes immediately began to flash with a blinding white light.

Next Second......

Rumble!!!!!!

The weapons in the hands of all the golems began to frantically compress and gather energy, and at the same time, the seemingly sluggish body became extremely agile under the blessing of energy, and even cast spells with the other hand.

Each time a spell is cast, the surrounding nets vibrate violently.

You don't need to ask to know that the energy gathered by these weapons at this moment is enough to pose a considerable threat to the Demon Lord, the Great Devil, and even the gods.

It is no wonder that in the final war of destruction, the ruler of the Imasca Empire was able to fight against so many gods for a long time.

The constructs, magical items, and artifacts it creates are truly unique.

It's a pity that these golems met Zuo Si, who is a traveling mage.

A pure energy attack like this is the best big tonic for him as long as it doesn't exceed the upper limit.

Therefore, Zuo Si did not give the golems a chance to release their energy, and directly used the power of the spark with all his strength to absorb it wildly, and the area around his chest showed a dazzling and bright light.

In just a few seconds, the brightness of the weapons in the golems' hands quickly dimmed as the brightness of the sparks continued to increase.

The golem, which had only one arm left, lost even the strength to support its movements, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The other golems also rushed up to take down this dangerous intruder through hand-to-hand combat after the energy was exhausted.

Clang!

With the crisp sound of metal colliding together, Zuo Si finally pulled out his weapon to block the attack of one of the golems, followed by grabbing the opponent's wrist and throwing his heavy body like a chick at the other golem.

Bang!

Bang!

The two golems first collided with each other, and then smashed into the wall not far away.

Although these golems are driven by magical powers, each of these golems has a reaction speed that is not inferior to that of high-level thieves and rangers, melee combat is also quite disciplined, and it is obvious that the ability of a warrior is added to the creation process.

But for Zuo Si, who has rich combat experience, it is obviously far from enough.

Even if you don't change into a devil form that is better at hand-to-hand combat, you can still easily deal with it.

The reason why he didn't kill the killer was that he wanted to drain the opponent's energy and put him into a standby sleep, and then make a card to bring back for research.

After all, these anthropomorphic golems are the crystallization of the knowledge, wisdom, and technology of the Supreme Imasca Empire.

Anyone who breaks a Zuo Si will feel distressed.

He was not a loser of Mulholland or the Enther gods, and he was not in the slightest disdain to the brilliant achievements of mortal civilization.

"Self-testing.

The degree of body damage is 5%, and the stored energy is below the warning line of 15%.

The efficiency of drawing from the magic web is much lower than the consumption rate.

To prevent the intruder from entering the portal, activate the Mana Detonation program ......"

With the robot-like whisper of the leading golem, the light in the eyes of all the other golems that could still move began to flicker at an extremely fast speed, and the temperature of the core in its body soared.

But how could Zuo Si, who had been busy for a long time, give the other party a chance to blow himself up, and directly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the chest of the golems, draining the little energy left in it, and at the same time used the sword in his hand to cut off their connection with the magic net.

Eventually, the hot bodies of these anthropomorphic golems quickly cooled down in less than two or three minutes, and they lay motionless on the ground for slaughter.

Without saying a word, Zuo Si immediately made all the golems into cards for the traveling mage and saved them.

Even though he wanted to disassemble one of them right now for study, Ann resisted the urge and set his sights on the portal in the center of the hall.

Obviously, in order to enter the Crystal Prison where the God Slayer is held, you need to find the key to activate this thing.

But the question is, where is the key?

Zuo Si looked around and soon found something strange on the relief of a pillar.

This relief depicts a secret chamber in which many mages dressed as people are surrounding a similar portal, seemingly performing some kind of summoning ritual.

Immediately after, a circular sphere suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the instant explosion caused an incomparably terrifying disaster.

The last surviving mages stripped the orb from another thing that looked like a soul and sealed it in two different places.

The final painting shows the lead mage holding up two strangely shaped metal devices.

Moment!

Zuo Si understood that these two metal devices were the keys to open the portal to enter the Crystal Prison, and only when one of them was obtained and successfully matched could the corresponding portal be opened.

(End of chapter)