The "Scroll of Netheril" is composed of a hundred golden scrolls, grouped as a group of fifty, divided into two volumes of precious antiquities. One set looks very old and dim, while the other set exudes a pale golden brilliance. No one knows who invented these things, or even the materials used to make them.

It was found in the old ruins west of the Faraway Horn Forest, where it is said that an ancient species once lived there, and modern people call them the creator race. These intelligent life evolved from birds, reptiles, and underwater creatures. They once created an extremely glorious civilization, but I don't know why most of them disappeared in the end. Even a small amount of the remains degenerate into a primitive tribal form, becoming barbaric and bloodthirsty.

"The Scroll of Netheril" is the knowledge recorded by the creators with their own words, and almost every mage can interpret different meanings from it. After all, they are too old, even the best historians can't complete a complete and accurate translation. They can only rely on people to understand them slowly.

It can be said that this set of scrolls opened the great Netheril era, and almost all the magic can be found above. However, the more precious things are, the easier it is to attract greedy bandits, and the Netheril scroll is no exception. The two sets of scrolls were stolen one after another. No one knows who made them or where they were taken.

The only clue the arcanists could get was that the thief had crossed the secret door sealed by powerful magic, neither triggered the alarm device nor stepped on any traps, and the scroll was left there and disappeared out of thin air. It was as if the creator race had personally come to retrieve their great wisdom, and since then, except for a few occasional pieces, they have never appeared in front of the world.

The main goal of Henry's team now is one of these scrolls, whose value is comparable to a precious artifact. This is something that even the gods can snoop, and the knowledge recorded in it is enough to drive all spellcasters into madness. Of course, it is very difficult to interpret the words of the creator race, as long as there is a slight difference, it will have unpredictable consequences.

Along the wide passage, everyone found a secret door that had been blasted open on the wall at the end. After cleaning up, I found this path leading to the underground. Judging from the age on the mural, it has a history of at least two thousand years, which can be traced back to the time when Ascatraz was established.

Along the way, they cleaned up a dozen mummies that were slow to move, and some shadow creatures that didn't know why they appeared on the main material plane. But these are not important, because at the end of one of the fork roads, Henry saw a towering sarcophagus. The strong negative energy emanating from it can even be seen by the blind.

Edwin apparently discovered this too. He carefully checked the mark on the parchment paper and shouted excitedly: "This is it! This is it! The Netheril scroll is in the coffin! But be careful. According to the information I got, a powerful The lich guards it."

"You don't need to remind you of this kind of thing. Unless you are blind, it is impossible not to see the black mist hanging over it..."

Before Viconia's words were finished, the lid of the sarcophagus slowly opened, and a lich wrapped in a shabby robe slowly walked out. He glanced at everyone warily. Immediately screamed like a frightened ordinary person: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Finally...Is it finally discovered?"

Looking at this nervous lich, Henry once again felt the powerful power of the masked mage. See what this poor fellow was forced into, just like a frightened mouse. There is no doubt that the caster level of the lich in front of him is not low. It is estimated that it is between seventeen and eighteen, and he already has a nine-level spell slot. Although it is not a legend, but the combat effectiveness is not too bad.

"Yes! You have been discovered! Hurry up and hand over the Netheril scroll. Otherwise, just wait to bear the anger of the Masked Mage Guild." Edwin threatened with a pose. If it weren't for the fear of damaging the reel, he would have already grabbed it directly.

"No! No! No... after so long! I... I want to resist to the end!!" The Lich said more and more excited, and finally fell like crazy. It didn't hesitate to activate the triggering spell, and in the blink of an eye, it blessed itself with more than ten magic protections.

Edwin stood there dumbfounded, still whispering in his mouth: "Oh! Damn... I messed up again."

Viconia, with pointed ears, obviously heard these words and sneered: "Ha! That's right, Red-robed Mage. So far. Your only role in the team is to make fun and trouble, and talk to the team leader. It's just a clown in comparison."

"That's right. This juggling guy has always been useless. If this continues, I don't mind getting an axe in the next fight." Kogen cracked his mouth and echoed loudly.

Henry knew he couldn't wait any longer, any damage to the reel would be more than worth the loss. Thinking of this, he immediately began to chant spells loudly, before the Lich had completed his first attack spell. First completed the ninth-level magic "spell blow". The powerful magical energy instantly stripped away all the protection from the enemy, and Viconia took the opportunity to rush to pick up the "years" and slam it on her dry arm, forcibly interrupting the spell being cast.

As the saying goes, the opportunity cannot be missed and never come again. Henry quickly drew out the "Star of the Day" and came closer. Directly activated the seven-level divine art "Yang Yan Boom" on the treasure sword once a day. The extremely powerful Zheng could illuminate the entire room, followed by an explosion that ripped the Lich's body into a mess. He raised the long sword in his hand and slashed it forcefully, splitting the only preserved skull in half.

The bright light pierced everyone's eyes except Viconia. As a dark elf, she should have responded most intensely, but the powerful magic cloak played a protective role, and the energy of the shadow neutralized all the positive energy. It seems that Shar has done a lot of hands and feet on this cloak, maybe after a long time, he will naturally fall into the dark.

Henry ignored the teammate who was covering his eyes and cursing. Instead, he opened the sarcophagus and started searching. It didn't take long for him to find a scroll with a slight golden light. There is also a magic dagger studded with gems, and it must be a Lich's phylactery. It seems that this guy regards this place as his home, hiding inside desperately interpreting the words above.

He directly installed the dagger into the dimension belt, and then couldn't wait to identify the golden scroll.

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Color-resistant scroll:

This is one of the two sets of color-resistant scrolls, which should be relatively new in terms of gloss. It must have been carefully protected to the utmost extent, without even a trace of wrinkles. It is covered with strange symbols and letters. If you look at it for too long, your eyes will feel pain and tears will flow out. What is even more confusing is that if you want to read this scroll, you will feel that something is reading you at the same time.

There is also a note written in lingua franca. It is written in very small text, and the full text is as follows:

Purchase agreement:

This is not your color-resistant scroll. Although you just spent all your money for it, mortgaged your property, and sold all your relatives (living and deceased) into slaves to raise funds as the first monthly payment, don’t think that’s it. simple. Incompetent people like you only bought the right to use it.

Copying is prohibited, even in a safe place like your own library (of course, I don't think you have this ability). If you dare to violate this ordinance, then count on the visits of the Barto's Bureau of Justice (a bureaucracy of the devils that deal with those who don’t abide by the contract). Such visits will end in whipping and burning coke. . You can't modify, sell or sublet it, or even move these thoughts together. The Justice Bureau is very dedicated to their work.

In addition, if there is any malfunction in this color-resistant scroll, which has caused irreparable damage to you, your family, your dog, or the entire continent where you are located, you have absolutely no right to complain. Hey, you are the one who bought it! If you are so stupid to believe that we will release a fully effective version and give up the opportunity to sell upgrade patches in the future, will this be our fault? Of course not, but the Bureau of Justice is not happy to point this out to you. In fact, if we risk revealing such things to you, you should still pay us.

Finally, once you get a vague error message for the first time (and you will, trust us), don't expect it to make any sense. Those words and sentences were deliberately made into inexplicable forms by us~lightnovelpub.net~ just because we like to let you burn your little brain to the point when you interpret them. (Probably they are just some random words.) Hahahahahaha!

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"What a naughty devil, but I like this guy very much." Henry smiled and said to Viconia. Obviously, this scroll was moved by an unknown devil in **** to deceive more souls. But it didn't bother him. Just erase the patterns added to the periphery of the scroll and the traces tampered with with special invisible ink.

Of course, all this must be dealt with after Edwin has interpreted it. Before the eyesight of the other people had recovered, he quickly erased the part written in Common Language below with magic. Now no one knows that this is a Netheril scroll that has been tampered with, and I believe that the interpretation must be very happy.

After seeing this little movement, the Queen of Vicious Tongue showed an expression of excitement on her face. Betrayal and lies are the dark elves' specialties. There is a saying in their proverb: The dagger is always the best invisible. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)