"Clap! Clap! "
Elvin clapped his hands in satisfaction and called out to Stephanie, who was still in a daze beside him.
"It seems that we won't be exposed tonight. Let's go. Let's go back to the grand arena and find a way to get Mr. Jeros and Rahm out. "
Looking at the luxurious manor that was still brightly lit in the middle of the night, Stephanie touched her neck that had been freed from the shackles. Even now, she still had some lingering fear, and her brain could not keep up with Elvin's miraculous methods.
She could not help but hesitate.
"Will there be any problems with this?"
Elvin waved his hand, full of confidence in his skills.
"What problems can there be? As long as she stays unconscious and doesn't speak, no one will find out that she's been swapped. Didn't they all say that His Majesty Arion was very playful and would never let the slave see the sun the next day?
When the time comes, there will be no evidence, and you can reasonably disappear. Besides, if we're fast enough, we can escape tonight and say goodbye to this weird place. "
Elvin had indeed taken off the shackle on Stephanie's neck earlier, but because it carried a tracking function, he had to deal with it properly.
Moreover, if Arion found out that his female slave had escaped, he would gather all the high-ranking Transcendents in the city. Under the search of this power that could turn the [Ancient Scroll] into pure black, they would not be able to escape without a trace.
Therefore, Elvin secretly caught the lioness that had just eaten someone, activated the [Creator's Blood], and left her in the bathroom after "plastic surgery".
Only the appearance, not the inside. To be on the safe side, any form of genetic information had to be avoided from falling into the hands of the Jondrilians. Their various black technologies left a deep impression on Elvin.
Also, they were also Level 3 physically. For these "natives", no matter how imaginative they were, they would never have thought that there was such a technology in the world that could fundamentally change one's appearance.
A "permanent transformation" that could not be canceled even by death.
He just did not know if the other party would be more traumatized after knowing the truth than Stephanie, who had been beheaded and had her collar removed.
Well, of course, it was also possible that she would be perversely ecstatic and find it more exciting.
.....
It was the second half of the night.
In the prison cell of the grand arena, most of the slaves had already fallen asleep. A few of them who were worried about their fate had also fallen to the ground under the effect of Elvin's [Greater Sleeping Potion].
He snuck back here with Stephanie, activated a barrier wall outside the cell that isolated sound and sight, and quietly listened to Jeros, who had just woken up in the cell, introduce his situation.
The more Elvin listened, the darker his expression became.
"Hmm, so you're saying that the adepts don't just have shackles on their bodies, they also have runic shackles on their souls? If they were stored in the Sorcerer's Garden, the signal would be cut off and they would explode into fireworks.
Souls and runes are not my area of expertise. If Hersey was here, she might be able to give it a try. So, you're hopeless this time. Just wait for your death! "
Although they had never tried it themselves, the jailors had told them clearly when the magic pouch was taken away and the Sorcerer's Garden was sealed. This kind of gadget was originally used to deal with priests, but it was just as effective against adepts.
After notifying Jeros of his death, Elvin turned his head and solemnly suggested to Stephanie, who was next to him.
"Your Highness, as the landlord, Oryu Fomos should be partying with his brothers during this period of time. If you want to get the key from him, it's no different from fighting ten Grade Four adepts head-on. I suggest you change your husband. It's more realistic. "
He reached out and quickly pulled off a strand of Jeros' hair, and the red light of magic began to flicker at his fingertips.
"Seeing that we're on good terms, I can customize a new husband for you with just a strand of hair.
Long, wide, round, flat, 18 year old little fresh meat, 20 year old little handsome guys, 30 year old charming guys, everything you could think of, and they were guaranteed to be obedient to you.
So, do you have any special requirements for this new husband? "
Stephanie seemed a little tempted and licked the corners of her red lips.
"How about … an 18-year-old?"
Beside her, Ram, the fiery red macaw, who had enjoyed the same operation as the Great Princess and had regained its freedom, also chimed in.
"Madam, an 18-year-old is just right. It can be slowly developed into a 20-year-old or 30-year-old. One can take on several people. It's a big deal, caw, a big deal!"
Seeing that his house, money, wife, cow … and a parrot were about to be inherited by a strand of hair, Jeros, the only one who was still in prison, put his hands together and begged for mercy.
"Hey, hey, that's enough. You guys, enough is enough. It's a matter of life and death, now is not the time to joke! "
Elvin leaned back and sat on a stone chair that rose from the ground on its own. He touched his nose.
"Okay, that's enough joking.
The problem now is that if the Great Gladiatorial Battle of the King's Front officially begins at eight o 'clock in the morning on August 1st, any accident can happen in the battle. No one can guarantee that Mr. Jeros will survive the bloody battle.
And according to my understanding of the behavior of these Children of God, the final winner may not end up better than the losers.
So, we can't wait until the end of the gathering when the king is alone. In principle, we only have three days to rescue him. Let's exchange information and see if there are any opportunities that can be used. "
"We have previously obtained the notes of a Crown Wizard, Colicias, hundreds of years ago. He was once one of the most adventurous members of the first batch of settlers in Celebes. He was also the one who went the furthest into the Shattered Star Sea.
In his notes, he briefly recorded some of what he saw and heard, as well as his' friendly 'exchanges with the Jondrikian people. Although they were all superficial, he also mentioned the magical metal' Orichalcum. '
I think this thing should be able to complete the final transformation of the Theseus, and that location is only at the periphery of the archipelago, so …
But there's one thing that's strange. This Crown Wizard clearly came into contact with these 'natives' hundreds of years ago, so why do they still think that we are the first batch of outsiders? Children of God should live longer than Crowns, right? "
"Hmm?"
As he said this, Elvin suddenly recalled the records in the library. On the surface, there seemed to be no problem, but in the past five years, there was no trace of technological progress or administrative reform.
The entire society seemed to be walking on the same spot, as if it was just moving forward according to its original inertia.
And all the records of the 'Great Flood outside the island' were only recorded in the documents in the past five years, just like how human literature would not specifically describe the shape of the sun.
As for the documents from five years ago, there was no record of the 'Great Flood.'
This information was of no help to the current predicament of Jeros.
"Maybe other than getting the key from Auyufomos, I can only find a way to sneak into the Academy of Engineering and see if I can find the technical information of the collar and key.
Although having the lockmaking technology doesn't mean that it's easy to open the lock, it's still a way. If it really comes down to it, I can only let the flowers of 'art' bloom all over the city, create chaos, and fish in troubled waters. "
Elvin pinched his forehead and had no choice but to spread out his majestic [Life Magnetic Field].
Bypassing the round hall of the Ten Kings' banquet, under the control of fine control, it enveloped half of the city like the spring rain at night with the wind. The information of the waves, big and small, quickly poured into his brain.
Suddenly.
Teng-!
Elvin immediately jumped up from his chair. His expression suddenly changed as he shouted, "That's right!
"Look at this!"
Through [Universal Witchcraft — Projection], an image was displayed in front of the other three. It was a small temple located in the uppermost building of the arena above their heads. The image of a majestic giant holding a spear and a hammer was enshrined in it.
Stephanie read out the name of the god engraved on the stone pedestal of the sculpture word by word:
"The God of Engineering and Arena … Aihort!!!"
When the name fell, the cell was so quiet that they could hear the sound of breathing, but in the hearts of the few people, a level-12 storm was set off.
The ancient god "God of Labyrinth" Aihort, who was once glorious as a true god and then fell because of the cataclysm of the era, was actually one of the gods worshipped by the Jondrilians!
They finally realized that this huge empire in the depths of the "Shattered Sea of Stars" was indeed a lost civilization before this era.
In fact, during the time that Elvin stayed here, he had found too many clues, enough to reveal the nature of this civilization. It was just that these people looked too normal, completely different from the weird style of the ancient gods, which made Elvin find it hard to believe.
But after seeing the name of the god, there were no more doubts.
Take the symbol of a superior wizard, [True Name], for example. [True Name] was mainly composed of two parts: [Private True Name] and [Rule True Name].
The [Rule True Name] might change due to the change in path, but the [Personal True Name] would never change, even if one's body underwent drastic changes or cast a high-level permanent transformation spell.
For example, in Elvin's [True Name], part of it was derived from the wizard name "Red Hemlock", "Luck, New Life, Strength, and Guardian of Justice."
The core [Private True Name] was "Newborn Explorer (Adventurer) Elvin Garrett," which was his unique mark in this world.
It was the same for the title of a god, which was equivalent to a higher level application of the same model. It was related to one's own power, path, anchor point, clergy, and so on. Everything showed that this god was a god, and it was one step further than the true name of a wizard.
Whether the title was "God of Labyrinth", "Angel of Order", or "God of Engineering and Arena", there was no problem at all. But the last true name, "Aihort", could never be changed.
This "Jondrilian Civilization" was related to "God of Labyrinth" Aihort, "Master of Fog Sea" Loigor, "Source of Nightmares" Hypnos, "God of Ghastly Bones" Mordigian, "Chaos Worm" Syd Myr, and so on.
They all came from the same era!
A strange sense of weightlessness, as if they were about to fall into the river of time, instantly enveloped the four of them. They realized that some kind of truth of the world seemed to be slowly unfolding in front of them.
Because of the effect of the "Adventurer's Blood", Elvin and Jeros trembled slightly, and even the matter of the collar was thrown to the back of their minds.
Elvin suddenly turned his head and looked at the ancient god's followers opposite the prison cell.
"This is interesting. Let's ask these guys, what's going on with these Lost Descendants? What are they trying to do by coming to the territory of the Lost Descendants of the Era? "
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