Unconsciously, Burris leaned in Lot's arms and took a nap. Lott fell asleep too, he dreamed of things long ago, and Burris did the same.

It's just that they are not dreaming of the same period of time.

Dreams are always irregular, some have no color, some have no sound, and most of them have no logic. This dream is different, it is real.

For some reason, Lot could feel it inexplicably, it was real.

He dreamed of a sea of ​​blood.

At first he thought it was his hometown, the Black Lake in front of the Hall of the Dead...but that was not. It was black blood everywhere, covering up the devastated earth.

Layers of dead bodies are buried under the sea of ​​blood, like a carpet made of corpses. Some corpses have turned into dry bones, some are in decay, and some seem to have just died. The skin is still soft, the eyes are still open, and the hand is still holding the broken ice blade...

Where the bones were stacked into a hill, a mottled and damaged battle flag was erected. The flag was infested with blood and heavy smoke, and the color was no longer visible, but the pattern in the center of the flag was still vivid-it was a griffin embroidered with silver thread.

Probably because of some special craftsmanship on the silk thread, although the griffon was stained with blood, it still gleamed in the sun.

Several erratic clouds of black smoke hovered near the battle flag, appearing exceptionally abrupt under the blue sky. They made a sharp, hoarse voice, as if they were threatening, and as if they were screaming and crying.

The power floating in the air suddenly tightened, and then expanded and pushed away like a tsunami. The black ghost was burned by that power, and the flag embroidered with the silver griffin was torn to pieces.

The sea of ​​blood and the corpse mound began to move slowly.

They gradually speed up, first forming a huge vortex, and then beginning to cover the entire field of vision, turning into a decadent hurricane. The hurricane gradually thickened, the eye of the wind gradually expanded, and the dark bones danced wildly, taking away the original color of the sky and the earth.

Lott stood in the center of the hurricane, silent all around.

Suddenly, he heard someone calling him. Someone pierced through the wind wall little by little and approached him with difficulty. Through the storm, he could hear their voices, but could not see their faces, only a little outline.

One of them is holding a book. A heavy and huge book that is quite familiar to him...

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"Time to go." Sir Neller patted Esther on the shoulder.

In fact, both of them are ready. Nayler is only hinting at Esther and asking her to wake up the "apprentice Kreve" and his lazy buddy.

Nayler was ashamed to call himself. He watched men every day in the barracks, but he had never seen two men snuggling together for a nap.

Esther approached the big tree opposite and said softly, "There is an open flame in the library."

Burris woke up with an excitement, and incidentally also awakened Lot who was holding his arms.

"There is an open flame in the library" is the shadow that Burris left in Hilda's congregation. No matter what he is doing, no matter how fast he sleeps, this sentence will definitely refresh him.

He was surprised that he had slept so sweetly and defenselessly in the wild, and he didn't even wake him up with the clacking armor of the opposing knight.

Lott woke up with a confused look. As he stretched, Burris hurriedly crawled away from him.

He recalled the dream just now, looking back from back to front.

First he remembered the book. The book is one cubit long and half thick. The cover is made of metal, one side is pure pitch black, and the other side is embedded with a palm-sized silver mirror...

He thought he hadn't seen the book before, but now the look of the book clearly appeared in his mind. According to Sir Naylor’s description, his mother Lisa held such a book...

Lot stopped thinking, straightened his hair, and walked to Burris with a grin, pretending to have a good dream.

Burris was exploring the underground cave with his casting instrument. There is no road at all in the forest on the other side of the river. For ordinary people, let alone finding the entrance to the underground cave, even normal travel is a problem. Fortunately, they have the help of magic, and the crystal pendulum can help the caster find secret passages. The entrance can further convey the terrain of the hidden area to the mind of the caster.

After a while, Burris found the entrance. It is hidden behind a bush, hidden under a piece of solid soil and rock that is half suspended. A gap is formed between the soil and the ground under the bush, and there is a cave in the gap. Even if you stand in front of the bush, you can't see the entrance, it is completely hidden in the blind spot.

Burris closed his eyes and added a projection spell to the detection spell, projecting what he could feel directly into the air: under the entrance is a flat space, crawling forward for a short distance, just A shaft can be touched. The shaft is two people wide and can be entered by people of normal size. It can touch the ground after falling about half a floor. There is a long and dark corridor in front...

Going forward, the crystal can't be mapped out. Its knowable distance is limited, and the caster must explore while moving forward.

Sir Naylor was eager to find his mother, peeled off the bushes and got in... and got stuck in the gap. After everyone finally pulled him out, he blushed and took off his armor neatly, leaving only a chain mail and sacrificial robe.

It is quite difficult to move through the flat gaps. Even the slenderest body of Esther would occasionally be hurt by the rock. The woman Nayler saw was able to move freely in this place, which shows how thin her figure is.

It's much better after entering the shaft, at least people can stretch their limbs. Naylor jumped directly, and then the princess followed. The princess obviously had a slow-floating spell but deliberately did not use it, so she wanted to jump down and let Naylor hug her.

Burris was sighing again. He and Lot wanted to find a book, and Naylor wanted to find his mother. So what exactly did Esther look for? As a princess, drilling around in a dark tunnel, her hair is dusty, her palms are dry and rough... She has no purpose, she just wants to be with Naylor...

Burris was a little bit overwhelmed, but he couldn't say anything. It would be annoying for the old man to be too lenient. Moreover, he is not sure that his views are correct. His point is: The princess should be dignified and elegant, and the mages should aim at knowledge and lofty ambitions... How can you wrong yourself to pretend to smile? How can you accompany others to deal with personal matters in a desperate manner?

If it had been in the past, he would have said so directly... but now he has no confidence in educating others. The "big goal" he spent more than 60 years pursuing was the bone maharajah. How could he embarrassedly use "feelings are small things" to educate students?

He remembered that sentence again, the sentence that was uttered by countless wizards: "I sweared before the **** of Arcane, I wish to respect magic as the only truth, second to secular interests..."

When I think about it now, this is full of loopholes. How to distinguish between magic and worldly interests? Unleashing the legendary demigod and searching for mysterious ancient books with him. Is this magic or secular?

Lott touched Burris' forehead suddenly, and Burris woke up.

"No fever," Lott looked at him. "Are you sick? Why do you keep frowning?"

"No..." At this moment, Burris discovered a new weakness of his own: no matter what he was thinking about just now, thinking about it will start thinking about himself and Lot...

This symptom may also be infected by Lot, which is a kind of habitual digression. It not only invades chat and conversation, but also affects the way of thinking in the brain... This disease must have mutated.

All four of them have successfully entered the corridor. Sir Naylor walked in the first place, Esti followed behind him, manipulating two floating **** of light-with Esti, these small spells on the way of exploration did not require Burris to work.

Burris walked in the third place, keeping an eye on the pendulum at all times, and was responsible for navigating the way for everyone. Lott was at the end, and he hasn't spoken since he asked Burris if he was unwell.

After walking through the tunnel, the four of them came to a hollow that suddenly opened up. On one side of the cave is a water pool, which is estimated to be connected to underground water veins, and on the other side is a cave with gradually rising terrain, which is estimated to be able to reach another entrance. There is a small platform in front of which traces of artificial construction began to appear on the platform—— The ground was covered with broken stone bricks, the symmetrical pillars were covered with moss, a double-open stone door was located at the end of the platform, and a line of blurred text was engraved on each of the two doors.

As the side of the road was a puddle, Nayler carefully supported the princess, for fear that she would step in the air. Lot also came to help Burris in this way. Burris took his hand, secretly surprised-Lot's palm was slightly damp and his skin was very cold.

Burris tensed his nerves. He had never seen Lott so nervous. The Bone Maharaja has always been optimistic and cheerful, and even has a little bit of shame. If he is nervous and sweaty, then the secret in his heart is obviously not a trivial thing that can be easily said.

The four quickly walked across the platform, through the columns, and came to the double-open stone gate. An unfamiliar text was engraved on the door, and Estie looked at Burris with questioning eyes, and Burris shook her head. He doesn't recognize these words, but he recognizes the emblem at the top of the gate.

In addition to him, Sir Nayler also knew it, and perhaps Lot also knew it-it was the emblem representing the "Black Lake Guard", the holy emblem of the deceased god.

"The temple of false gods!" Sir Naler made a gesture of expelling evil, "I thought this kind of thing completely disappeared hundreds of years ago!"

Esther said: "It has indeed disappeared. If we hadn't touched it, who would have found an underground temple here?"

Lott couldn't help asking: "Wait, do you always call the guard of the Black Lake a'false god'? He has really existed, he just fell away a long time ago."

"This... is a little complicated to say," Naylor said. "If you are a general communicator, I shouldn't have said so much to you, but you are the caster and a friend of Her Royal Highness Estelin... Then I I can tell you something that silent prayers will not talk about publicly."

Hearing this, Burris glanced at Lott. Lott is more than a "general communicator", he is a demigod... He knows more than the silent prayers, he just wants to hear what humans say.

Nayler continued: "A long time ago, Otarot Temple always referred to the guards of the Black Lake as the "Cthulhu". Later, someone gradually pointed out that gods are high-ranking guides and should not be distinguished between good and evil. If you want to use good and evil to describe Gods, doesn’t that mean that the ancient purgatory creatures are also counted as "evil gods" and classified as gods? So, we gradually began to use the term "false gods" to refer to those gods who have deviated from their responsibilities and betrayed the three good gods The secondary god."

Burris nodded. He also has some research on religion, and these things are no stranger to him.

Nayler said: "You are all researchers, and you must all know the story of the fall of the guard of the Black Lake. In the war between the gods and purgatory, the guard of the Black Lake was bewitched by the devil, led the way for the devil, and brought the devil into the realm of God. The devil thought From here, I went to the Hall of the Dead and assassinated Otarot my lord. This plan was seen through by my lord, so my lord executed the devil and the guards of the Black Lake together..."

"The version I know is not like this." Lott interjected.

Unexpectedly, Nayler was not surprised, but nodded: "Yes, this is one of many interpretations. There is another saying in the "Purgatory". But ordinary silent prayers prohibit believers from reading this book. I My father is a silent prayer, so I know more than the average temple knight... Are you a believer in the goddess of day? As far as I know, their temple allows believers to read the "Purgatory"."

Lott certainly wasn't, but he didn't say anything, just waiting for Naylor to continue.

Nayler said: "There is another story about the fall of the Black Lake guard. He was seriously injured by a purgatory monarch in the war, but the devil did not kill him. The devil admired his courage and tenacity and wanted to include him under his command. The guards of the Black Lake also appreciate the lawful spirit of the devil, and want to persuade the devil to abandon evil and do good. In the end, they reached an agreement that the guards of the black lake should follow the devil to purgatory, and the devil should go to the gods with the guards of the black lake. After living for a period of time, they have to deeply understand everything about each other before making judgments.

"In this way, the guards of the black lake followed the devil to purgatory and saw the world of the devil. After a while, they returned to the human world, and the guards of the black lake led the way to the gods. After entering the gods, the passage of the gods Being sealed off, the devil was trapped in the black lake. It thought it had been betrayed, so it started fighting with the black lake guards. In the end, both of them ran out of strength, died together, and fell into the bottomless black lake together... It is said that Their remaining power in the God’s Domain did not disappear, instead they created a demigod called the “Bone Maharajah”...Of course, this is a bit too legendary, even the "Purgatory" is not written like this. It's said in some more partial books."

Speaking of this, Nayler stopped. He found that Esther and "Apprentice Kreve" were both tight and holding their breath. That Lott turned his face away and looked at the words on the door, as if He didn't hear anything.

The knight took it for granted: These two mages must be frightened. The mage has read more books, and the more books he reads, the more timid people become.

What's more, the topic of Black Lake is inherently scary. It is said that the soul of the necromancer will sink directly into the bottom of the lake, never float, and will never be redeemed... Esti and her friends are both necrophilic researchers, and they certainly don't want to listen to these things.

Since the guard of the Black Lake was characterized as a false god, Naylor didn't really believe this "sink to the bottom after death" statement. He felt that everyone would get a fair trial before Otarot.

The double-opening door was locked from the inside, and Esther and Nayler had to find a way to unlock it. Burris dangled the pendulum, letting the terrain inside the gate spread out in his mind.

Lott can't help much, just admiring the lettering on the door repeatedly. Burris thought, maybe he can understand, he knows all the languages ​​in the world, and probably the magic characters are not too much... he just can't translate it on the spot.

While the princess and the knight were not paying attention, Burris asked Lott quietly: "Is the "Purgatory" right?

Lott shook his head, looked at the holy emblem high above the gate, and said in a daze, "Who knows... I have to find that book to know..."

The author has something to say:

Finding the mother line is basically not complicated, it is just a small part of the ancient book line.

The ancient book line at the back...In principle, it is heavy, but since they have to go back to the tower to do research + quarreling and kissing, etc., so... Actually, it can be regarded as a daily routine...

Anyway... I hope I won’t get bored... _(:з」∠)_

The most exciting in the future may be the White Tower Line and the God's Domain Line. Say it in advance to cheer yourself up... I hope I can control...