"The so-called" Mithril "... is not something that` `purifies the void and magic '' as foolish people say; on the contrary, it is the only existence that exists in two worlds at the same time and perfectly carries the power of the void.

In the dark and dim pit, the cold words of Farnesses sounded faintly.

"Because of this, magic ... This means of deceiving the physical world by the power of the void will not be able to hide in front of it; only those who really understand it can understand what this material means."

"The lunatics of the Dragon Kingdom first discovered this-the power obtained by the transformation of the void and matter almost controlled the destiny of the entire world in their hands.

With a mortal body ... beyond the gods. "

Stroking the rugged rocky walls, the figure of Fanes stepped towards the deepest part of the tunnel:

"For the dwarves, they have adopted a perfect hierarchy system and brainwashing; higher engineering and mechanical techniques also ensure that they can form an advantage for humans who‘ get low-level knowledge. ’

"This is the initial arrangement of the" spirit "for the world: the dwarves who are obsessed with machinery will not explore the truth of the world, and humans who have mastered the elementary knowledge system will never be able to compete with them because they lack sufficient mitral silver mines."

"Only Niederhogg is above the pinnacle of the world."

The dark-haired wizard looked at his back with complicated eyes, and Lussene quietly helped him; the wound on his shoulder kept pulling the pain nerves to keep himself awake:

"You said ... initially?"

"Yes, initially." Fanesis turned back slowly, the eyes of the eagle eyed wolf and the sneer of the corner of the mouth made the two feel cold at the same time:

"That's because they found a better solution."

Turning around, under the dim light, the cold rock face appeared in front of everyone.

Loren's pupils shrank.

This wall, no ... is the entire space around it, which has been completely eroded by the void.

Farnesses raised his right hand and pressed solemnly against the cold rock face.

In the next second, the situation changes suddenly!

"boom--!!!!"

The dark tunnel fell apart instantly, trembling like a rapidly fading tide.

The dust and gravel kept falling from the tunnel above the head, and the trembling and loud noises became louder, clearer, and more violent!

But the eyes of the three people stared at the empty wall from beginning to end.

Boom--!

With a muffled sound, the roar stopped abruptly.

A door appeared in front of Loren.

It is exactly the same as the entrance of Dragon King Tower.

It took five seconds for the black-haired wizard with a blank mind to return to normal.

Farnesses glanced at him coldly, and slowly walked into the door.

"Master Loren, I ..."

"Lusien, you are staying outside." Reaching for the gray pupil who wanted to say something, the pale-faced Loren smiled reluctantly. "Reassure, he is still looking for me now, not so easily. Kill me. "

"Of course, even if he thinks ... I won't die so easily."

Frowning his eyebrows, Lusien apparently was not at ease.

"Listen, Lucien ... Your most important task now is to keep this door secure, and look at the oath knight." Loren said in a deep voice:

"Although this guy is troublesome, he is the key to fighting against Fanesis ... he will not die until he defeats Fanesis."

The gray pupil lowered his head expressionlessly, without opening his mouth; patting his shoulder lightly, the dark-haired wizard with a long sigh turned and walked towards the gate.

The moment he entered the door, Loren tightened his nerves subconsciously; the next second, he opened his eyes.

What I saw before me was endless darkness.

Except for the empty room, several stone tablets of different sizes, a long stone table and chairs ... nothing.

"Why ... do you think they will be stupid enough to leave any clues to make their grand plan fall short?"

The sharp satire of Farnesses came from the front:

"Move your mind, the truth of 'history' is in this room; aren't you the best at finding clues from nuances, Loren Turin?"

The dark-haired wizard turned away from Farnesses and stared at his eyes, turning his eyes to the stone tablets of different sizes.

These steles ... Is this the original scripture or the ancient rune?

Both are similar, but they are not exactly the same.

After leaving the Dragon King City, Loren once consulted with Isaac about some knowledge of the old scriptures, but only learned some fur and understood a few words and numeric symbols, which was not enough to decipher into long paragraphs.

He could only tell roughly that the words on the stele seemed to be something like "list of guests present" and "timetable".

In addition to the text on the stone tablet in front of him, Loren also found other clues.

Farnesis.

From the beginning of the "truth", there is still a search for this room, so that I can find some important and key clues alone ...

why? If you want to change the Holy Grail of the Nine Stars, just tell yourself or present the evidence ... It takes so much trouble, does the seriously injured self still have the power to doubt or disagree?

So there is only one reasonable explanation ... For some reason, Farnesses knows the secrets of the dragon kingdom in the past and knows far more than himself; he probably knew that in Silver Helmet from the beginning Under the fortress, this room exists.

However, he knew nothing about a secret hidden in this room, and this secret was crucial.

No, it's wrong ... There is fraud here.

"How? Loren Turin ..." Farnesses said coldly: "Does your proud calm mind and rational thinking tell you the answer?"

With a long sigh, Loren suddenly turned to look directly at Farnesses' eyes, frowning. "What test is this?"

Farnesses slightly raised his chin, his eyes indifferent.

"Are you doubting me?"

"No, no, I don't; it's just that your current behavior is like letting me prove that I still have value to you-I accept cooperation, but I don't care about it." Loren stared at him, you're welcome Answered:

"My Excellency Fanesis, I am not doubting you but I am very sure that you ... didn't tell me the truth."

As soon as the words fell, the cold murderous intent came.

He wants to kill me? !

The almost instinctively reacting dark-haired wizard suddenly knelt down on one knee, half-arched; his left hand was behind his back, and the "bright silver" of his right hand was in front of him.

Then ... nothing happened.

"really."

Farnesses, still standing in the same place, sarcastically raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the dark-haired wizard who had hid behind the stone table disdainfully:

"Lorren Turin ... The injuries on your body are pretended, but it's already gone."

Leng Khan slid his cheek across his forehead, watching the eyes staring at himself, and Loren, who smiled bitterly, rose slowly, pretending to hide the bright silver on his body without leaving any trace.

Unlucky.

"Now ..." Farnesses stared at him motionlessly and said lightly:

"Sincerity?"

Shrugging helplessly, Loren turned around and quickly ran across the room:

"First of all, the design style of this room ... Although it needs to be simple, it can still be seen that it is very similar to Niederhogg ’s building, even exactly the same;

In addition, this space has been severely eroded by the void, and there is no wear and dust on the stone monument; but referring to the Dragon King City and Dragon King Tower, the approximate time can still be judged from the level of erosion;

Then there is the order of the steles ... The wizards of the Dragon Kingdom admire the order from top to bottom, left to right; but the steles are very chaotically arranged ... "Loren sighed, frowning and rising from the stele gently Snapped a finger:

"Then our head ..."

"I don't want to know what's on the top of my head." Farnesses interrupted him abruptly, with a very bad tone: "What's the point of knowing this ... Lorren Turin, wouldn't you want to delay time? "

Sure enough, the text on the stele is the key.

I was guessed.

"On the contrary, these are the keys!" Loren showed a solemn expression unpretentiously, and his tone was extremely serious:

"This room is obviously a parliament room, and the wizards of Niederhogg have discussed some very important things here;

In other words ... as long as you can know the approximate time when the room was born, and then refer to the time when the dwarves first ‘discovered’ the Mithril, we can use this to infer which decision they might have made here! "

The expression of amazement flashed from Farnesses' face, and the complex eyes seemed to be thoughtful.

"The dwarf Boris Mikhail you killed once mentioned that the ninth track was excavated in search of 'Mithril', and the place where we stand is the place where the Mithril was first born;" Loren said lightly:

"Assuming he didn't lie, then the history of this room may be traced back to the time when the wizards of Niederhogg had just appeared and the scale and strength were not strong enough; but the dwarf had been controlled by Niederhog before then. ,so……"

Wait ... Loren froze for a moment.

According to this statement, the wizards of Niederhogg were just beginning to rise; balance, sanctions, and even control of the entire world ... it should not be what they can do.

So not all the plans started by the wizards, but the royal family of the dragon kingdom?

The wizards of the Dragon King Tower mentioned that they were fragmented because they were separated from the people at the bottom and because they overstayed with the old system.

What exactly caused them to change their original intentions, no longer maintain their balance, and launched the 'Holy Cross' plan?

Unless ... they find a better solution.

Loren awakened abruptly, remembering what Fanesses said when he stepped into the room.

In a world controlled by slave owners, what better and more reasonable system than "slavery"?

Of course, it will not be broken, and the slave system will not be destroyed because of the resistance of the people at the bottom.

A rock-solid, completely solidified between the two classes, there is no possible "kingdom" or even "world" to resist.

People who live in this world can eat, wear, and keep warm, can pursue their dreams, can make their lives better, and can enjoy everything they can imagine.

The premise is ... that you can never resist the people who rule them.

Always have longings, awe, humility, and fear.

The deified bloodline, detached worship, and no resistance to the possible rulers.

"Hehe ... hehehahaha ..." With a thump, Loren couldn't help but chuckled.

"You are laughing ..." Farnesses said coldly: "Do you understand?"

The black-haired wizard who turned around looked at him with a smile, and said lightly: "Yes, I understand everything."

"No, it's wrong ... you just said, you can't understand the original scripture above."

"Yes, because that is not the original scripture at all-I am afraid it is some kind of older script; referring to the language of the original scripture from Niederhog, I can only guess that this may be something older than the original scripture. 'Nederhog'. "

"But I all understand that Fanesis is ... no, it's not the name." When the words changed, Loren squinted and looked at the middle-aged man who described the dryness in front of him:

"It should be called the great" Black Cross ". The great talent of Serel is-the real Fanesis, and his consciousness may have been wiped out in the process of" resurrection "again and again."

"Evidence ... that you actually said this is the original scripture." Loren said firmly: "The main body of consciousness is memory. If Fanesis is still alive, he will definitely point out my mistakes for the first time!"

The words fell and the empty room was very quiet.

boom----! ! ! !

Like a loud noise bursting in the ear, the dark-haired wizard who suddenly had tinnitus lifted his head in amazement, trembling from head to toe.

A huge sense of oppression ... like being stared at by a beast hiding in the deep sea.

Can't move!

"... the wise man, always dies on his own wise man ..."

Farnesses ... Serel's words were extremely cruel; the sound was definitely not from the chest and throat!

"... I always keep you alive, not because of the Holy Grail of the Nine Stars in your hands, nor because of what you call" little cleverness "; but your body is a hundred times stronger than this broken puppet ..."

What is true this time? !

Just want to cheat on the stereotypes, actually actually guessed? !

Loren, who gritted his teeth, blushed, but found that he couldn't even pronounce a note ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ My original plan was to leave you at the end, but now I will completely wipe you out, Maybe it will make my plan a little less variable ... "

Serol, who was missing her eyes, raised her right hand, opened it and pointed it at the body of the dark-haired wizard.

"boom--!!!!"

Plasma splattered and burst into the face.

Loren, who was blushed with blood, looked at the pool of flesh on the ground in amazement. Thick plasma almost covered most of the room.

"Ah ... sorry, only this one can't."

Blonde hair, clean, neat and small red and black dress, standing straight like a little gentleman, with the index finger in his left hand and his right hand behind his back.

With a warming smile, the boy's scarlet eyes blinked at the extremely ugly Serior:

"I won't let you hurt my friends ... definitely not."