"Is it a different space?" Douglas also thought that it was always a hall, a black door with a gray hall, and a black door, and there would be no other changes. Therefore, after seeing this wooded world, I felt a little stunned.

Fernando flew in first: "It seems that in the world of the door, in addition to the gray hall, there are many worlds similar to alien space. I don't know if there is also intelligent life."

"I tend to be different kinds of undead, like the one in front of me." Douglas observed the environment and made a rough guess.

At this time, the seven headless dwarves were lying in front of Fernando and Douglas, lying in a gray coffin that was a lot longer than their bodies, with a dull voice in their stomachs: "Are you a prince?"

"Well?" Douglas examined his defenses and looked at them inquiringly.

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

Douglas said funnyly, "Why be headless?"

"Without a head, you will not be troubled, without a head, you will not be sad, and without a head, you will not worry about the appearance ..." The gray coffin burst into a hoarse female voice, and the lifeless feeling around it suddenly poured into the gap. , Condensed into a black gas, the death force inside climbed 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 up and sat on her chest with a weird necklace made of red apples.

But if you look closely, you will find that each apple has a face on it, seven gray dwarf faces and a round girl face, which make people shudder.

"Give me your head! Give me your head!" The headless woman mourned sternly, and the thick breath of death began to spread, and the sound waves that destroyed the soul wavered.

Fernan stared at it all facelessly, and suddenly said, "boring."

Snapped!

The sound of lightning breaking on the ground came out! The "forest" shrouded in lightning for dozens of kilometers around, the headless princess turned into ashes together with the forest!

"Headless? I seem to have seen this custom." Douglas recalled the inexplicable source of familiarity, "I have encountered a few indigenous peoples of the tribe when developing the Solar Islands, and they think that the human head is a symbol of life. If there is a disaster after the death of the head, the head of the deceased will be cut off and burned with a flame before each burial, similar to the situation just now. "

Fernando was not involved in the development of the Solar Islands, listening to Douglas' explanation, frowning slightly: "Did we dream or fantasy, so we will evolve from things we are familiar with?"

"I am the legendary apex of the astral system. If even I can't distinguish between dreams and illusions, it may be the level of the **** of truth. This level of" god, not to mention the existence of non-existent problems, is necessary to use A roundabout way? "Douglas said calmly but confidently.

"Here is the Necropolis. Mapping death-related phenomena may be its unique place. We need to study its principles and laws."

A gust of wind passed by, and a hoarse and screaming female voice suddenly sounded behind>

"Give me your head! Give me your head!"

The female voice gradually changed to tone, the ashes on the ground gathered in a vortex, and turned 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 hand!

"This monster ..." Fernando growled angrily.

Douglas solemnly smiled and said, "Benedict III without a head seems to be much more handsome."

In the gray wilderness covered with tombstones.

Lucien split his mind while taking the Rhine, while analyzing the crown of "Ancient Mummy". This legendary item seems to have been specially processed by the Lich King. It is not as easy to crack as rough refining. Lucien estimates that at least It takes two or three hours for hope.

"Wait a minute," Rin said without warning.

Lucien paused and let go of Rhein's arm: "Mr. Rhein found it?"

Rhein moved his hands and feet, and seemed to have eliminated some weakness. The blood prince's recovery ability really perverted: "Have you noticed the patterns on these tombstones."

"The pattern of the ancient Mesquite empire." The Mesquite empire is one of the three major magic empires of ancient times, occupying the area south of the Gusta Empire, and the magic patterns belonging to it are undoubtedly one of the basic contents of arcane Many of the necromancy's magic require similar things, so Lucian is not surprised.

Rhein leaned down and slender fingers rubbing the quaint and mysterious pattern on the gray tombstone: "This is the pattern of the ancient Mesquite empire, because it is not much different from the middle and late period, and it is similar, so only my observers who study history I can tell. "

"Is there anything special?" Although Lucien was rushing to the location marked by Muskillin, Rhein was willing to waste precious time here. There should be a reason for him to do so, so he asked in the spiritual connection. .

Rhein smiled calmly: "Finding what Muskillin left behind is to crack the secrets of the world of the door, to crack the secrets of the monsters, and now that there are clues, naturally we can't let go of our goals and methods. The pattern is not too special, just to show that the entire tombstone group belongs to the early Mesquite Empire. "

"But this‘ early period, connected with the oblique tombstone clusters everywhere, reminded me of the original famous custom of the Mesquite Empire, ‘return to life, ritual. '

"'Life is back, ritual?' Lucian remembered this famous ritual in the history of necromantic magic.

Rhein elegantly took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers: "Yeah, 'Life is back to life, rituals. The people of the early Mesquite Empire generally believed that there was an extremely powerful intelligent creature at the beginning, which was the most perfect life, with vast spirituality. Light, created human races, elves, dragons and other races with their own blood, so they disappeared into the long river of time. If you want to gain powerful power, you can reverse this process, integrate the wisdom of different races, and stay close to the original. By,."

"The early funeral of the ancient Mesquites followed this idea, making giants out of spiritual wood and burying them in the center of the cemetery group, and each deceased left only clothing in his own grave and filled it with Inside the Wood Giant, they attempt to merge with each other after death, and become close to the 'initialist'. Although this custom has gradually disappeared, many necromantic magics still have obvious traces of inheriting it, such as stitching corpses. "

Lucien recalled the Necromantic magic he knew, and nodded softly: "That's true, isn't it written on the shredded paper," Someone came in, refers to a legendary magician in the ancient Mesquite Empire? "

"It's possible, but it's hard to imagine that such a legendary magician would set up such a large-scale cemetery group. After hard-working adventures came in to do this? Lucian, you should be very clear about Necromancer The world is a true counterpart to the main material world, but the location will become chaotic. If we extend this rule to the world of the door, can we consider this to be the world of the door, a mapping of different death customs. " The soft handkerchief smashed the lids of the tombs and coffins directly, and there was really only a black coat inside.

Lucien pondered for a moment: "Very logical reasoning, what does that monster represent? It can never be the fear of death in the heart of every intelligent life? And I am more inclined to the mysterious existence of the undead world."

Speaking of "in my heart, Lucien suddenly felt agitated, faintly remembered something, but was almost able to see through the layer of fog, so frowning and thinking, maybe it is the appearance of the memory that masked the memory, so I let I can't find anything similar to this.

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

Lucien sighed: "Even if I finally figured out how the monster was produced, for me, the biggest mystery is why it can exist in this way. This is based on what arcane principle."

"You have more and more characteristics of the Arcanist." Rin laughed.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently, as if there were any monsters to be drilled out of the ground, and the tombstones collapsed one by one.

Rhein laughed with a smile: "It seems that the‘ first people ’have evolved and become powerful undead. Lucien, it ’s up to you. If it does n’t work, I ’ll borrow your legendary item.”

Dangerous and nasty breath permeated everywhere, a rustling tombstone scattered, mud splashed, and a huge green-black arm stretched out from the ground.

Then, a tens of meters tall black-and-white giant suddenly sat up, and double, chest, abdomen, and head could see the dense and intelligent life ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ There are humans, there are dwarves, there are dragons, there are Elves, there are fishmen, they together make up the giant's body.

The giant eyes opened, the dark red flames jumped, and there was nothing in sight, no trace of life.

Lucien took a "precise teleportation" of Rhein away from the blue and black giant, and was inexplicably apprehensive about the lifeless death, which was the inner fear of every intelligent life.

"It ’s only legendary first-level. Lucian, you ca n’t beat this slow-moving guy, right? Alas, its heart is made up of 'Bu Laoquan. No wonder Muskillin says there are a lot here. Surprise. "Rhein's weakness did not subside, but his vision was accurate.

"Not old spring?" In the connection of the mind, Lucian repeated, this is the material that can be used to hold the legendary life-sustaining ritual!

"Atomic fission!"

Rumble.

A huge fireball erupted in the head of the black and black giant, quickly covering it, destroying everything around it, rolling into a mushroom cloud and rising.

"Simple and rude ..." Rhein commented.

Lucien condensed a "scepter of time and space" in his hands and prepared for follow-up control. Suddenly, he remembered the incident: "Mr. Rhein, I saw similar tombstone clusters and patterns in the sleeping place dominated by the dead soul. Does this represent him Some hidden magic has something to do with 'the original one?'

Rhein groaned: "Perhaps he has refined the ontology into the‘ first body, and it seems that his true strength is stronger than his performance. ”