The Summoning Lamp in Lin Li's hand that had once sealed the Lord of Nightmares was a congratulatory gift from Englos on behalf of the Brilliance Shrine when he was appointed as the President of the Breezy Plains Guild of Magic. Of course, he did not accept the gift for nothing. The pope of the Brilliance Shrine was still waiting for him to treat the Viper's poison.
Lin Li used to think that the Summoning Lamp was just a powerful magical prop because the powerful Lord of Nightmares was sealed in it. However, according to Connoris, the Summoning Lamp was not just a magical prop. It was also a superweapon that Osric had prepared for the Eternal Furnace.
Due to that reason, Lin Li had done a detailed study on the Summoning Lamp, and could be said to know the various characteristics of the Summoning Lamp like the back of his hand. Although the Summoning Lamp was completely different from the special oil lamp in the corridor, Lin Li could see many subtle similarities between the oil lamp and the Summoning Lamp.
With Cheyenne's reminder, everyone realized that the oil lamp was different. However, they still faced a difficult problem. Although the oil lamp was at the edge of the space trap, it was still surrounded by dense space cracks. No one knew what to do in order to make the oil lamp work. Even if an arrow was shot, it would be shattered by the spatial rift before it could hit its target.
However, Lin Li thought of the similarities between the two oil lamps, and could not help but have an idea. The Summoning Lamp had to be infused with mental strength in order to release the sealed Lord of Nightmares. What would happen if he infused a wisp of mental strength into the oil lamp in the corridor?
At the thought of this, Lin Li did not hesitate anymore. After all, he was not the only one who had noticed the oil lamp. If he missed something, it would be too late for regrets. With the thought of giving it a try, Lin Li condensed a wisp of mental strength, and carefully passed it through the space cracks before finally successfully infusing it into the oil lamp in the corridor.
As the wisp of mental strength was infused, the oil lamp suddenly exploded with a loud bang. From the flame of the oil lamp, a smoke-like shadow rose and gradually solidified into a huge figure. That huge figure almost blocked half of the corridor. However, from the waist down, it was like an illusory smoke, gradually shrinking and disappearing into the flames of the oil lamp.
With the appearance of this gigantic figure, almost everyone suddenly felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them. The surrounding air seemed to have solidified, making it difficult for them to breathe freely. The heavy pressure caused their legs to bend unconsciously. It was as if there was a voice shouting in their minds, "Kneel down, kneel down and it'll be easier."
Fortunately, they were all Legendary powerhouses, and the gigantic figure did not seem to be deliberately exerting pressure on them. Hence, they managed to hold on with their strong willpower and did not do anything embarrassing at this time.
Everyone, including Lin Li, was taken aback by the sudden turn of events, and everyone tried their best to prepare for battle. However, the huge figure that suddenly appeared did not immediately attack them. Instead, it hovered in mid-air and looked down at them. At this moment, everyone finally saw the appearance of the huge figure clearly, but when they saw its face, they couldn't help but be stunned.
Even Lin Li, who was the cause of the sudden change, was dumbfounded when he saw the massive figure, and he was not the only one who was taken aback because he was unprepared.
It's too similar! Everyone had the same thought in their minds at the same time. The huge figure that suddenly appeared in front of them was actually the same as Mage Felic, who was beside them. In fact, it was as if they had been cast from the same mold.
Everyone had been with Lin Li for a period of time. Even without making a comparison, they could completely confirm the degree of similarity between the two. In fact, when they saw the appearance of the huge figure clearly, they would even think that it was just a magnified shadow of Lin Li if it wasn't for the terrifying aura that the huge figure emitted.
After a moment of trance, Lin Li immediately thought of the statue that he had seen on the Lich's altar in the Scar of Death. It was said to be the statue of the Immortal King. Of course, Lin Li was not narcissistic enough to think that the huge figure that suddenly appeared was him. When he thought of the statue of the Immortal King, he couldn't help but make a guess. Could this huge figure be the Immortal King?
When Lin Li first saw the statue of the Immortal King in the Scar of Death, he felt that it was a little strange because the statue really looked too similar to him. At that time, he still thought that it might be a coincidence. After all, a statue was a statue, and the High Elves might have made some artistic modifications. However, Lin Li now felt that it was probably not a coincidence. However, the reason why the Immortal King looked so similar to him was still a mystery.
Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the huge figure slowly chanted an incantation that no one could understand with a deep and resounding voice. No one knew what spell it was, not even the elves who had inherited the High Elves' language. Although they were ready to fight, no one moved a finger at this moment. That powerful aura was like the divine might of a miracle, making it impossible for anyone to have the slightest intention of resisting.
Everyone could not help but be filled with fear. No one would think that the spell that the figure was chanting was just a boring little magic spell. They were afraid that they would be at the end of their lives as the spell ended. However, under the pressure, it was impossible for them to escape, let alone resist. All they could do was to wait for the end of the world in despair. They didn't even think about whether Mage Felic, who had always created miracles, would save them this time.
With the end of the last syllable of the spell, Lin Li suddenly realized that the surrounding scenery had changed drastically without feeling anything strange. Elder Randy, Cheyenne, and the others who were originally standing beside him had all disappeared at this moment, and he was no longer in front of the murderous corridor on the sixth floor of the tower.
Lin Li raised his eyes and looked around, only to feel a desolate aura filling his chest. The gray sky was different from the gloomy gloominess that was covered by dark clouds, but it was so dull that it was suffocating. The only strange color in the sky was the blood-red setting sun. Although it was eye-catching, it did not bring any warmth to them at all. Huge, bottomless fissures crisscrossed the ground, as if some kind of power had torn the earth apart. It was not just the sky, the earth, and the ocean. The entire world seemed to be on the verge of collapse, and everything was filled with an aura of decline and decay. It was as if it would enter the final destruction at any time.
Thunderous roars reverberated continuously in the world, causing it to tremble continuously. Lin Li looked into the distance, and saw a massive figure that was like a towering mountain waving a giant spear that was glowing with lightning. Their enemies, on the other hand, were dragon-shaped creatures that were flying in the sky. They were similarly gigantic.
Lin Li could clearly feel the aftershock of the collision even from such a distance. Lin Li immediately thought of the two most powerful races in the history of Anril that had been fighting for countless years during the prehistoric times — the Titans and the ancient wyrms.
During the violent collision of power, Titans would be caught up into the sky from time to time, causing the surrounding ancient wyrms to attack and bite them. There would also be sudden bursts of lightning from time to time, shooting down the ancient wyrms that were flying in the sky. This was a battle of pure strength, and it was also a battle that was destined to have no victor. Every Titan's fall would be accompanied by the fall of an Ancient Wyrm. They were fighting with their lives on the line.
Lin Li slowly floated down from the sky and landed on the ground, only to be greeted by the sight of a boundless desert. The yellow desert was mixed with the gray sky, and it was so blurry that one could not tell the boundary. He chose a direction, and strode in that direction because he noticed that there seemed to be some unusual shadows in that direction when he landed.
Even with Lin Li's massive mental strength, he could not tell if it was just an illusion, or if he had really been sent to the distant prehistoric times by some powerful magic. He only knew that everything around him seemed so real, and the dry and hot air that he inhaled through his nostrils, and the feeling of sinking into the yellow sand under his feet was not fake at all.
Lin Li did not know how long he had been walking in this desert, but the shadows that were once blurry finally became clear in his eyes. At this moment, he finally realized that the shadow that was his target was not a mountain, but a massive shrine.
Looking at the tall steps in front of him, Lin Li suddenly felt amused because each step was actually taller than him. Standing at the bottom of the steps, it was as if he was facing a cliff, and he could only see the top of the cliff when he looked up. Lin Li had no choice but to secretly rejoice that he was a mage. If he had been a Warrior, he would probably have been exhausted after climbing those steps.
Lin Li had forgotten to calculate exactly how many steps he had climbed, and he only knew that when he stood in front of the door of the shrine, he actually felt a rare sense of exhaustion. The door of the shrine was wide open, but he believed that even if the door was closed, he would still be able to enter through the gap in the door without hitting his forehead.
To be honest, it was not easy to experience the feeling of being an ant. After entering the shrine, Lin Li felt even more insignificant, and the gaps between the slabs on the ground were like wide ravines to him. In the shrine, the stone pillars on both sides were like giant pillars that supported the sky, and the top of the shrine seemed like the deep night sky to him.
In fact, when he saw the massive size of the shrine, Lin Li could already vaguely guess that it was probably the Pantheon of the Titans. However, Lin Li did not feel any powerful aura in the Pantheon. There were no guards of the Titans, nor were there any spirits that the legendary Titans had transformed into after their deaths.
However, as Lin Li stepped into the door of the Pantheon, the empty shrine seemed to have suddenly turned into an endless maze. Looking at the huge stone pillar in front of him, Lin Li cast the Power of Flight and flew straight towards the target. However, the stone pillar that was supposed to be motionless seemed to have moved along with him, and maintained the same distance from him.
"This is the most common trick in mazes." Lin Li shook his head, and suddenly sped up. However, at this moment, the stone pillar that was his target crashed towards him at an even faster speed.
Lin Li made a sharp turn and flew to the side. However, in his eyes, the stone pillar had also changed its direction. It was still right in front of him, and was still crashing towards him at an even faster speed. Lin Li stopped, and so did the stone pillar. It turned, turned, flew, and turned again …
There would always be a certain pattern in a maze, but Lin Li was getting more and more confused as he walked. Everything around him would sometimes freeze, and no matter which direction he moved in, it would make him feel like he was not moving at all. At times, he would retreat rapidly, and even though he was standing still, he would feel like he was flying forward. At times, he would spin left and right, and at other times, he would flip back and forth, making him unable to find his direction at all.
This was a moving maze. It was as if it had a life of its own. Everything was constantly changing without any pattern. One after another, fatal traps appeared around Lin Li without warning. Sometimes, they even appeared right in front of him. What was worse was that there was no pattern to the traps at all. They were not Alchemy Arrays or magic gears, but traps formed by the invisible laws of space and time. Perhaps they were not as unsolvable as the space trap in the corridor, but each of them was fatal enough to make Lin Li flustered.
The terror of this maze had far exceeded Lin Li's imagination, and it could even be said to be almost unsolvable. The Warlock's Eyes that were usually used to solve mazes were useless here, because what the Warlock's Eyes detected was also changing at every moment. At a glance, there were no walls at all in this so-called maze, and it was simply an extremely wide and boundless space.
No matter how Lin Li activated the Power of Flight, there seemed to be a straight and endless path in front of him, and he was like a mouse constantly running on a wheel. No matter which direction he turned in, the path would always be in front of him. Or rather, he seemed to be trapped in a ball, and would never be able to find the end no matter which direction he flew in.
Outside the shrine, the blood-colored sun in the sky set and rose seven times, which meant that seven days had passed in this world. During these seven days, Lin Li had been trapped in the maze, but he still did not find any clues to solve it. Finally, on the seventh day, he stopped and scratched his head in frustration. For some reason, this seemingly unsolvable maze gave him a familiar feeling.
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