Throne of Magical Arcana

"Is it a different space?" Douglas also thought that there would always be a gray hall, a black door, and even a gray hall and a black door. There would be no other changes, so after seeing this world full of trees, he was a little stunned.

Fernando flew in first: "It seems that in addition to the gray hall, there are many worlds similar to other dimensions in the 'World of Doors'. I don't know if there are also intelligent life."

"I tend to be different kinds of undead, just like the one in front of me." Douglas observed the environment and roughly guessed.

At this moment, the seven headless dwarves walked up to Fernando and Douglas carrying gray coffins that were much longer than their bodies, and a dull voice came from their stomachs: "Are you princes?"

"Huh?" Douglas checked the defenses on his body, and then looked at them inquiringly.

"A prince with a head is not a good prince, the princess will scold us." The headless dwarf at the front said with a distended belly.

Douglas laughed and said, "Is it better to be headless?"

"If you don't have a head, you won't be troubled. If you don't have a head, you won't be sad. If you don't have a head, you won't worry about your appearance..." A hoarse female voice suddenly came out from inside the gray coffin. The black gas caused the death power inside to rise rapidly, and soon reached the legendary level.

With a snap, the lid of the gray coffin was lifted, and a headless woman in a pure white court dress turned over and sat up, wearing a strange necklace made of red apples on her chest.

The necklace looks funny, but if you look closely, you will find that each apple has a human face on it, which are seven gray dwarf faces and a round girlish face, which makes people shudder.

"Give me your heads! Give me your heads!" The headless woman wailed mournfully, a strong breath of death began to spread, and waves of soul-destroying sound rippled out.

Fernando watched all this expressionlessly, and suddenly said, "Boring."

Snapped!

The sound of lightning striking the ground was heard, and dozens of kilometers around were shrouded in a "forest" turned into thunder, and the headless princess and the forest were reduced to ashes!

"Headless? I seem to have seen this custom." Douglas recalled the source of inexplicable familiarity. "When developing the Solar Islands, I once met aboriginals of several tribes. They believed that the human head was the source of life. It symbolizes that if there is still a head after death, there will be a disaster, so every time before the burial, the head of the deceased will be cut off and burned with flames, which is very similar to the situation just now."

Fernando did not participate in the development of the Solar Islands. While listening to Douglas' explanation, he frowned slightly and said, "Could it be that we are in a dream or an illusion, so that the things we are familiar with evolve into all kinds of weird things? ?”

"I am the legendary pinnacle of the astrology system. If even I can't tell the difference between dreams and illusions, then it can only be done at the level of the God of Truth, and the "gods" at this level will not talk about the existence or non-existence. Do you use this roundabout method?" Douglas said calmly but confidently, "This is the Necromancer World, and the reflection of death-related phenomena may be its unique feature, and we need to study its principles and laws."

A gust of cold wind passed by, and a hoarse and shrill female voice suddenly sounded from behind them:

"Give me your heads! Give me your heads!"

The tone of the female voice gradually changed, and the ashes on the ground gathered in a whirlpool, and unexpectedly condensed into a headless figure again!

However, this time it is no longer a white court dress, but a white robe and a platinum scepter in his hand!

"This monster..." Fernando growled angrily.

Douglas said solemnly with a smile: "The headless Benedict III seems much handsomer."

…………

In the gray wilderness of tombstones.

Lucien's mind was divided into two parts, while running with Rhine, he was analyzing the crown of the "ancient mummy". This legendary item seemed to have been specially processed by the Lich King, and it was not as easy to crack as rough refining, Lucien estimated. At least two or three hours before there is hope.

"Wait a minute." Rhine said without warning.

Lucien stopped and let go of the arm supporting Rhine: "Mr. Rhine, did you find anything?"

Rhine moved his hands and feet, and it seemed that some of his weakness had been eliminated. The blood prince's recovery ability was really abnormal: "Have you noticed the patterns on these tombstones?"

"Isn't it the pattern of the ancient Meshkat Empire?" The Meshkat Empire is one of the three ancient magic empires, occupying the area south of the current Gusta Empire, and the magic patterns belonging to it are undoubtedly the basis of arcane arts One of the contents is that many necromantic magics need to use similar things, so Lucien is not surprised.

Rhine leaned down, stroking the simple and mysterious pattern on the gray tombstone with his slender fingers: "This is the pattern of the early stage of the ancient Meshkat Empire, because it is not much different from the middle and late stages, and the effect is similar, so only my historical observation Only those who can discern it.”

"Is there anything special?" Although Lucien was eager to rush to the location marked by Maskelyne, Rhine was willing to waste precious time here. There should be a reason worthwhile for him to do so. asked.

Rhine smiled calmly: "The purpose of looking for the things left by Maskelyne is to crack the secrets of the 'World of Doors' and the secrets of monsters, and now that we have clues, we must not let them go, we cannot reverse the purpose and method. There is nothing special about these patterns, it just shows that the entire group of tombstones belong to the early ancient Meshket Empire."

"But this 'early period' is connected with the obliquely inserted tombstones everywhere, which reminds me of the most famous custom in the early days of the Meshket Empire, the 'Return to the Origin of Life' ceremony."

"The 'Return to the Origin of Life' ceremony?" Lucien remembered this well-known ceremony in the history of necromancy.

Rhine gracefully took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers: "Yes, the 'Returning to the Source of Life' ceremony, the early people of the Meshkat Empire generally believed that there was an extremely powerful intelligent creature at the beginning, the most perfect life, with vast power The light of spirituality, He used his own blood to create races such as humans, elves, and dragons, and thus disappeared in the long river of time. If you want to gain powerful power, you can reverse this process, integrate intelligent life from different races, and get infinitely close to 'The Prime'."

"The early burials of the ancient Meshket people followed this idea, using spiritual wood to make giants and burying them in the center of the cemetery, and each deceased only left clothes in his own tomb, and his body was stuffed. Into the wooden giant, hoping to merge with each other after death, becoming an existence close to the 'prime', although this custom gradually disappeared later, many magics of the necromantic system still have obvious traces of inheritance from it, such as stitching corpses."

Lucien recalled the necromancy magic he knew, and nodded slightly: "That's true. Could it be that the 'someone has come in' written on the shredded paper refers to a certain legendary magician from the ancient Meshkat Empire?"

"It's possible, but it's hard to imagine that such a legendary magician would set up such a large-scale cemetery group, just to do this after he ventured in so hard? Lucien, you should be very clear. The spiritual world is truly corresponding to the main material world, but the position will become confusing. If we extend this rule to the "door world", can we think that this is the reflection of the "door world" on different death customs?" Rhine Throwing down the soft handkerchief, he smashed open the lid of the tomb and coffin, and there was only a black coat inside as expected.

Lucien thought for a while: "It's a logical reasoning. What does the monster represent? It can't be the fear of death in every intelligent life, right? And I'm more inclined to the mysterious existence in the Necromancer world."

When talking about 'heart', Lucien suddenly got excited and vaguely remembered something, but he was still a little bit behind in seeing through the fog, so he frowned and thought hard, maybe the difference on the surface covered up the 'appearance' of the memory, That's why I couldn't find anything similar to this.

"In short, monsters are things that can be traced." Rhine said with a smile, "We just wait for Maskelyne's relics to give us more clues."

Lucien sighed: "Even if I finally figure out what the monster is and how it came about, the biggest mystery to me is why it can exist in this way, and what arcane principle is it based on."

"You are becoming more and more like a great arcanist." Rhine laughed.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently, as if some monster was about to emerge from the ground, and the tombstones collapsed one by one.

Rhine laughed and said: "It seems that the 'prime' here has 'evolved' into a powerful undead creature. Lucien, it's up to you. If it doesn't work, I'll borrow your legendary item."

A dangerous and gloomy atmosphere permeated everywhere, with a pop, the tombstones were scattered, the soil was splashed, and a huge blue-black arm stretched out from the ground.

Then, a blue-black giant with a height of several tens of meters suddenly sat up, and densely packed complete intelligent life could be seen in his arms, chest, abdomen, and head, including humans, dwarves, dragons, elves, and murlocs. Together they make up the giant's body.

The giant's eyes opened suddenly, and the dark red flames jumped, and there was nothingness in his sight, without any trace of life.

Lucien took Rhine with a "precise teleportation" away from the blue-black giant, and was inexplicably palpitated by the lifeless ashes, which was the fear from the heart of every intelligent life.

"It's only at the first level of legend. Lucien, you won't be able to defeat this slow and insane guy, right? Well, its heart is composed of the 'fountain of youth'. No wonder Maskelyne said that there are many Surprise." Rhine's weakness has not subsided, but his vision is very accurate.

"Fountain of Youth?" Lucien solemnly repeated in the telepathic connection, this is the material that can be used to hold a legendary life-extending ceremony!

"Atomic fission!"

Rumble!

A huge fireball erupted on the blue-black giant's head, quickly covering it, destroying everything around it, and rolling into a mushroom cloud.

"Simple and rude..." Rhine commented.

Lucien condensed the "Scepter of Time and Space" in his hand, preparing for the follow-up control. Suddenly, he remembered something: "Mr. Rhine, I also saw a similar group of tombstones and patterns in the 'resting place' of the Lord of the Dead. A hidden magic representing him is related to the Prime?"

Rhine pondered for a moment: "Perhaps he has already refined his main body into the 'prime body'. It seems that his real strength is stronger than what he has shown."

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