"We've been waiting for this day for ten years, Lord Chief, and I don't want to see you continue to sit at the head of the council. The former head of the Plastic Energy Department gently dusted off the ashes on his sleeve, most of the keels turned into black dust under the blow of this fireball, most of the mages who studied the Plastic Energy School were professional saboteurs, as the former chief, this person's destructive power can be imagined.

Able to turn a huge ghost dragon into powder in an instant, that fireball is not an ordinary fireball.

At least, in this region where magical abilities are limited, spells of this power are already quite terrifying.

"You don't know how it feels to sit down for more than a hundred years. He smiled.

"Oh, it looks like a bit of a hassle. Sazastan brushed the hair on his hand, his chin staggered, and quickly retracted it: "It's just a little troublesome." ”

He raised his staff, and the ghostly roar seeped through the gems at the tip of the staff, hitting the walls on all sides, and bouncing back, the soul-piercing sound waves vibrating repeatedly, and the creatures bound to the bench, dead or alive, hissed in unison and moved in unison.

Neveron, Lauzorel, and Aznashul each pulled out their staffs and began to cast spells.

"Lord Sazastan, don't you think it's unwise to fight against the three of us alone?" Lauzorill narrowed his eyes and began to deceive the old lich's fighting spirit, "I really didn't know that greed could make a wise man fall to such a point, and to tell you the truth, I wish you could turn away." ”

"I don't want to come here and step on your trap, but there's something in there. The old lich laughed hoarsely, "I must destroy it." ”

"Yes, my lord, we're getting more and more interested. Soon, Neveronpi raised his staff without a smile, and the floor of the hall shook, and the dragon lich frowned slightly and disappeared into the hall.

It's too dangerous here.

Watching the war of a few red-robed mages from the sidelines also requires a little risk, and there is no benefit.

The shaking of the ground behind him told Penny how lively he was in the back, which urged him to find the entrance to the mausoleum as soon as possible, and with the help of the invisible ring, he easily bypassed the guards, and the door of the mausoleum shimmered with golden light, as if inspired by some kind of inspiration, the mage frowned, and was just about to drop the bomb in when he heard a reminder from another dimension:

"Be careful, someone's coming. ”

Penny was startled and quietly activated the Pivot of Patyak, which was able to make Dilpur so solemn, and the person who came probably couldn't handle it without the Invisible Ring.

He flashed to the side and saw the dragon lich lift its hood in front of the mausoleum, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his withered face: "A bunch of fools, I really thought that Lord Samaster would be interested in a few dragon skeletons, and they probably don't know what is buried here." ”

He pulled out a scroll and began to chant.

"Quick, kill him. Dilpur urged: "He is awakening the soul in this tomb, and he cannot let him succeed, with that staff." ”

Penny nodded, decisively pulled out the staff, and softly chanted 'Dilpur', an invisible force field gradually spread outward from the gem at the tip of the staff, and when it reached the dragon lich's side, its chanting voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, and immediately turned into a panicked scream - the surrounding magic power frantically withdrew from his body, and it gradually lost its power.

"Ruined him!"

Blood-red light flickered from the depths of the mage's pupils, and as soon as he beckoned, the blue demonic flames enveloped the pale body of the dragon lich, and with a crisp crackling sound, the lich's scream gradually dissipated from substance to soul.

"Despicable rat class, you dare to block Lord Samaste's plan, I remember you, I will come to you!"

The curse entered Penny's soul, causing him to frown.

These huge dragon bone shelves have a life box.

And Samast, the leader of the Cult of the Dragons, is not an easy character to deal with.

But he wasn't terrified by it, for under the protection of the Invisibility Ring and the Pivot of Patyak, the only thing the dragon lich could remember was the pale blue flame.

He was more interested in the scroll that had fallen to the ground, and when Dilpur saw its contents, he seemed to fall silent.

The spell on this scroll, Penny, couldn't make out in detail, but he only knew roughly that the scroll's effect was to summon something, and the pattern drawn in the center reminded him of the black hole in the dimensional realm for a moment.

"It seems that there are still a lot of people who have a bad idea about this thing. Dilpur sighed.

"Thoughts?" Penny was stunned for a moment, he couldn't imagine that someone would try to find such a terrifying existence that could destroy the world.

"It's not surprising that when the Sage of Moulin, with the help of the gods, invaded the heart of the empire, many idiot nobles proposed to use this thing to kill their enemies, well, fortunately we stopped them at the time. Dilpur's tone was full of black humor: "You know, even now, there are still a lot of guys from all over Faeron who want to dig these things up again, more than fifty years ago, a guy with the blood of the Imasca royal family touched here, fortunately I sealed him in this mausoleum, otherwise things would have been more lively." ”

Penny was speechless and pulled out the bomb: "What are we going to do now?"

"Throw it inside the door, and leave immediately with teleportation. Dilpur said.

The mage nodded and was about to do as Dilpur said, but was stopped again: "Wait, after this place is destroyed, I will be sealed in this void forever, and I have something to tell you." ”

Penny raised an eyebrow and motioned for him to listen, knowing that Dilpur could still see him, so he didn't bother to say anything.

"Now that even people outside of Imaskca know about the existence of this place, so I can't just mention this place, you know, there are two other such dimensional realms on the border of the ancient empire, I doubt that the guardians there will be as competent as I am, and the gods all know that the sealing crystal of Pendrim's soul is buried under the Romanyan Desert, and my heart is full of anxiety about it. Dilpur said slowly, "Will you help me?"

"This ......," Penny hesitated.

The surname Gregory made him hesitate again, because this kind of thing obviously brought great trouble.

He rarely promises lightly.

"Maybe this is also something that is destined by the law of cause and effect, junior, I can feel that you have a mysterious and subtle connection with the Empire, although I will not give you more information about the Empire, but I believe that you will one day have a deeper connection with the Empire, and now you are just not strong enough ......" Dilpur considered his tone: "Oh, forget it, these reasons are not convincing enough. ”

It seems that he himself has some taste of frustration.

"What do you need me to do?" Penny's eyes flickered, "I just promise to do my best." ”

"I'm relieved when you say that......" Dilpur's tone revealed a burst of joy: "Actually, it's not a difficult thing, I just need you to tell someone about this scroll and my situation here, well, he is one of our few comrades who survived at the beginning, maybe his descendants are still inheriting his career......"

"Career?"

"Yes, the cause, he is responsible for burying the traces of the existence of the Imasca Empire in the various parts of Faeron, and it is also something that we scholars have entrusted him with, and we all agreed that the relics of the Empire should not be reproduced in the world, whether it is Isil Aaron in the astral plane or Pendrum the Sealed God Butcher, it is too dangerous and extreme for this world. ”

"Unanimous?" Penny admired with admiration, "Your love is truly great." ”

"Great?" he heard Dilpur's wry smile: "Well, to tell you the truth, we had a fierce quarrel at the beginning, and some of our comrades who were still close when we overthrew the empire did not approve of us, and we ...... for safety."

"Killed them?" Penny was immediately creepy.

"No, a significant number of them fled. This sentence did not make Penny breathe a sigh of relief: "I think they are still digging these ruins all over Faeron, or searching for the wreckage of Isil Aaron in the astral plane, and they believe that they can use those dangerous technologies for their own benefit...... Uh......"

"So I have to keep an eye on them?" asked Penny.

It seems that he has somehow a bunch of enemies.

Dilpur was silent for a short moment and sighed:

"You're actually involved in this, kid, and you have our knowledge, though not completely, but it's enough, and more importantly, Isil Aaron has chosen you. ”

"Chose me?"

"Otherwise, how could this buffer fall into your hands? Maybe it's just a coincidence, but I've seen too many coincidences, and the trajectory that is formed is 'fate', not to mention that there are too many coincidences that happened to you. The words silenced Penny: "You're going to end up with Isil Aaron, kid, in fact, I tried to erase your existence when I first met you. ”

Penny fell into deeper silence.

"But I gave up doing it anyway because your actions showed me how sane and kind you are. ”

"Kindness?" the mage was a little surprised by Dilpur's judgment.

"A person's goodness is not determined by what he does, but by his character and thoughts. Of course, good and evil are sometimes not enough for an old fellow like me, and what is even more valuable is the surname of reason, I believe that you can hold your ground under the temptation of great power, and if it were another person, I would not have such thoughts. "Well, what I'm going to explain is not difficult for you anyway, go find a man named Kharuster, he was one of the few lords who supported us rebels in the civil war, and if I'm not mistaken, he fled with our commission at the time of the fall of the Empire, you can try to find him, if you can't find him...... That's it. ”

It seems that the long closure has made Dilpur uncertain about this matter, and Penny also feels his eyebrows skip a beat.

Just know a person's name, where to find it?

"If neither he nor his successor are gone, then you go to the Imperial Library buried beneath Loyan, where there are more materials on Imperial Studies. ”

"Why should I go there?" Penny was puzzled, for he had the impression that the old Guardian had always disapproved of his approach to Imasca's secrets, but such a suggestion was clearly contradictory.

"Because if he's really gone, it's about to get worse. Dilpur sighed: "You don't know how many ancient imperial families are lurking around the world trying to restore, those scholars who disagreed with us back then are still looking for these relics, and what makes me even more uneasy is something else......"

"Something else?"

"Anyway, it's probably bad enough that things do get to that point, and you know, a historical being as large and influential as Imaska is always going to be exploited by some sinister beings. "Well, I sensed that you were going to be on the opposite side of them at that time, so it would be good to know more." ”

Penny was silent for a while, and smiled strangely, he roughly understood what Dilpur meant, those remnants of the ancient empire who were ambitious in the revival of the empire and the radical scholars probably wouldn't let him go, a guy who had a lot of secrets of the ancient empire, not to mention that part of Isil Aaron was still on him.

He nodded, said no more, put the bomb through the glittering door, and exhaled, "Dilpur, you are a competent and noble guard. ”

"It's a real compliment. Dilpur seemed to laugh a little, "Now it's time for you to go." ”

Penny nodded, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Teleportation.

It would take some time for the spell to be fully cast, but he had used it once earlier, so he wasn't unfamiliar.

Just as he was about to end his teleportation, the building behind him exploded with an earth-shattering explosion, a large amount of masonry and sand splattered, and four red robes floated above the gray smoke.

Dilpur let out an exclamation, but at the moment when Penny's figure disappeared, a black light bloomed at the door of the mausoleum crypt, and then there was an even more earth-shattering explosion, an invisible shadow shrouded the sphere around the mausoleum door for half a mile, as if a black hole had been dug through a spherical crater, and an even more amazing dimensional storm swept up wildly in this area, and the four red-robed chiefs raised their heights at the moment of the explosion, looking at the scene in that area in amazement.

Neveron, Lauzorel, and Aznashul looked at Sazastan with shocked and angry eyes: "Well, what a wonderful show, Chief Lord, your men are really good. ”

"Well, what a bonus, I don't think I need to waste time with you. Sazastan also seemed a little surprised, and his chin swayed slightly, allowing the three chiefs to feel his smug smile, and then his body began to fade in space.

As a wise and legendary mage, Sazastan knew how important it was to meditate on teleportation in an instant—one that would save him from calamity in many situations.

However, the light faded the moment it flickered, and he let out a puzzled exclamation, only to see that the three chiefs on the opposite side all laughed:

"Lord Sazastan, do you think we'll forget your teleportation spell before we prepare the trap?"

"It's magical. Sazastan looked at his body with a little bewilderment: "I don't feel that you guys are doing anything. ”

Neveron sneered and pulled out a glittering crystal ring from his chest.

"The Ring of Imasca is remarkable, Laurzorel, and I didn't even know it had fallen into your hands until now. Sazastan sighed, "The secret weapon created by the Wizard Master to locate spatial teleportation was excavated here?"

"Of course not, you don't have to know who gave it to me, and now, are you sure you can leave this place?" asked Neveron with a look of contempt.

"Well, it's ridiculous, you don't think you can really keep me with the three of you. Sazastan suddenly laughed: "If you want to abdicate and make way for Xian, you don't need to tell me in this way." ”

"It should be Your Excellency who should abdicate and make way for the virtuous. Aznashur said coldly, and beside him, several shining elemental orbs floated: "Are you confident that you can resist the great gift I have prepared for you?"

"Elemental Storm, or should I call it something else? It's hard to think you've been here for ten years for this spell. The phosphorus fire in Sazastan's eyes flickered: "My old bones should still hold up, after all, it's still a child's play." ”

He stretched out his staff, and the dark negative energy accumulated at the head of the staff into a beam of light, shooting fiercely at Aznashur: "Weak Energy Technique!!"

Prepared for this, Rouzorel countered the dangerous spell in an instant, and the elemental orbs around Aznashor erupted, converging into a powerful beam of energy, like a galaxy-like band of light, blasting towards Sazastan's head with a manic and devastating current.

The splashes of sparks and points of light let people know how powerful the destructive power of this beam of light is, and in this ruin, even if they are as powerful as them, and some of them have broken through the limits of the barrier, they can only cast spells with the highest six rings, but their ability to control the arcane power is superb, so these low-level arcane laws still have powerful destructive power in their hands.

Anyway, even for the Lich, being hit head-on by a powerful mid-tier spell would still be fatal, and Lauzorell and Neveron both cast a spellbreaker at the same time in an attempt to break his protections.

Sazastan frowned, trying his best to counter the enemy's spells, but it was already starting to feel a little struggling, after all, despite his extraordinary strength, he was still fighting against the three legendary mages on his own.

"It seems that the great Lord Sazastan is no match for us little children. Laurzorill sneered.

He knew very well that this lich did not eat the mind control spells he was best at, and in this kind of battle, he could only use a few spells to fight for Neveron and Aznasher, and more power was on his tongue.

"Not necessarily!" Sazastan smiled slightly, a heavy book appeared in his hand, and a powerful spell power suddenly appeared on the surface of his body, and the three chiefs who were hostile to him showed surprised expressions when they saw this strangely shaped book:

"The Book of Imasca, is it in your hand?"

"Isn't it strange?" the lich let out a sarcastic laugh again, "The Seven Secret Weapons of Imasca are not a big deal, you have them, and I have them. ”

The expressions of the three chiefs or former chiefs became serious and solemn again.

(To be continued)