The local tyrants of Storm Bay, who were originally a little suspicious, were even more convinced that this was a conspiracy to catch them all in one fell swoop, a conspiracy between this mage and the people of the Hanen Society. Their expressions were sinister as they plotted a way to escape.
At this point, it seemed that they had no choice but to give in. Perhaps it would be a good way to kill the mage before he revealed his identity and show their loyalty to the people of the Hanen Society. Even if they said that the mage was one of them afterwards, they could still push the blame away. Not only would they vent their resentment, but they would also save their lives.
Someone secretly hid a poisoned dagger in his palm and slowly stepped forward, saying, "Sir Mage …"
Lin, however, swung the Anti-Battleship Blade horizontally behind him, scaring the group of people into retreating out of the attack range of the savage weapon, regardless of whether they had any ulterior motives. However, someone only temporarily turned off the sawing operation and put the Anti-Battleship Blade behind his back. This posture could ensure that the first strike of the sword would have the greatest power.
He had remained silent because the huge sarcophagus surrounded by the black-robed men had completely attracted his attention. The sarcophagus did not have any superfluous carvings. It was just a very ordinary stone box, the kind that could hold a person. However, the chains and hemp ropes that bound the sarcophagus one after another were not so simple.
He knew that the core of the other party's members were Magic Breakers, but Magic Breakers were not a profession system that appeared out of nowhere, but had a source. At the very least, it required a group of burly warriors to think about how to deal with mages. This was a very strange thing in itself.
The only thing that could deal with knowledge was knowledge.
The origin of the Magic Breakers was actually the same as the Astrologers of the Lost Lands. Those who had the intention to step onto the path of magic but did not have the talent would choose to become an Astrologer. Because they had no choice, they took a different path, causing the Astrologers to have an innate sense of inferiority and hostile emotions towards mages.
So what would those who had magic talent but did not like magic do? Resist within the system? Or challenge the entire system? A group of people who used anti-magic as their main research axis appeared in the history of the Lost Lands. They were the origin of the Magic Breakers, and their original name was Conjurers.
When he saw this history of magic in the Lost Lands, a certain someone felt as if he had seen the love and hatred between Jedi and Sith played out in this different world. The difference was that mages and Conjurers opposed each other. it was not as clear as the good and evil between Jedi and Sith. They only restrained each other in terms of skills.
To be honest, magic and anti-magic, in fact, were quite similar to the relationship between firewalls and hackers. It was just a matter of who was more skilled.
However, magic was still the mainstream in this mysterious land, and the already small number of Cursemancers was even less common. However, their research was not lost or interrupted because of this. The Magic Breakers were actually the leftovers of the Conjurer's research. They took the simplest parts and taught them to a few talented warriors. They could be called the apprentices of the Conjurer.
The chains and hemp ropes binding the sarcophagus seemed to be the work of a Cursemancer. Because it was very rare, a certain person did not consider the situation at all and began to observe this thing that he had only heard of and had never seen with his own eyes. At the same time, he was also thinking. According to the rumors, the core members of the Hanen Society were all Magic Breakers. .............
While a certain someone was thinking, it did not mean that others had to cooperate and keep quiet.
In fact, the members of the Hanen Society saw everyone's loss of composure from the moment one of the warriors subconsciously wanted to scratch an itch and make some noise while the intruder wanted to escape but was blocked by the mechanical stone. There were also a few people who noticed that someone had tried to assassinate the mage from behind, but failed at the last step.
These people's expressions of regret and fear naturally became the laughingstock of the Hanen Society. They laughed at these people who overestimated themselves while waiting for the elders' next move.
Just like the magic ceremony, the elders who were Conjurers surrounded the Lost Lands and chanted an ancient secret incantation. The seals on the Conjurers of the Lost Lands were undone one by one. They retreated from the Lost Lands like living creatures. As the seals were undone, the gloomy aura in the underground palace increased, and the pressure also increased.
Was … a corpse coming back to life?
The leaders of the various organizations, who had been hoping for a fluke, remembered the rumors about the Hanen Society. All the powerful enemies that were difficult to deal with were taken care of by their ancestor, the legendary Dark Army Guard Commander, Giant Rock Hanen.
Although there were people from 1,000 years ago who were still alive today, few people believed that they were Giant Rock Hanen. Some mediocre organizations would often advertise that they were the descendants of heroes to attract some experts. This was a very normal method.
But what if they climbed out of the Lost Lands … Could they be real? Or fake?
Thinking of this, everyone felt their scalps tingle.
The elders of the Hanen Society half-knelt on the ground and called out, "Mighty, mighty. Ancestor of 1,000 years, praise your name and protect us. Kill our enemies and strengthen our prestige. Wait for our king to open the Moment of Darkness. "
The Lost Lands suddenly shot up and flipped a few times in the air before landing in the distance, crushing a few unlucky members of the Hanen Society.
The attackers' hearts tightened. In fact, even the members of the Hanen Society were startled. Normally, the one inside wouldn't be willing to show himself unless they urged him a few times. But this time, it was as if he couldn't wait to come out.
A solid white cold mist spread out from the Lost Lands, casting a shadow over the hearts of those who hadn't seen this scene before. When a hand with brown spots reached out from the Lost Lands and landed on the edge of the Lost Lands, everyone's hearts felt like they were going to jump out of their mouths.
Suddenly, the cold mist in the Lost Lands protruded and scattered, revealing a human figure. 'His' appearance was very strange. His body was covered in stitched scars, and the color and size of each part of his body were clearly different. It was as if he had been pieced together. Even 'His' face seemed to have come from three different parts. Not only was it uncoordinated, but the shape was also rather strange.
Existences with such characteristics were not unfamiliar to the people of the Lost Lands. They were the Sewn Corpses of the Undead. Many people believed that the Sewn Corpses weren't even 'living creatures', and the difference in strength was quite extreme. But could a Sewn Corpse be powerful enough to become the legendary Dark Army Guard Commander?
Such doubts diluted the nervousness of many people. No matter how powerful an Undead Creation was, there was a limit to it. Unlike living creatures, it didn't have the space to train and grow. If the Sewn Corpse wanted to become stronger, it had to find the body of a stronger living creature to replace it. Of course, if it wanted to become weaker, it had to do the opposite.
The Sewn Corpse in the Lost Lands stood up and looked around. He had an impression of the people around him. They were the ones who had used their weak limbs to replace his broken body parts, which could be considered as saving him. But, why did they save him? In the present where there was no meaning to live.
Previously, the people around him had told him that the Demon King had been resurrected. He didn't believe it. However, when that familiar aura appeared again, he couldn't wait to confirm whether this was just a dream or something else. Following his senses, he looked towards the source of the familiar aura. It was a human with the appearance of a woman. She was similar to his memory of his master before he abandoned his human appearance.
He bent his knees and kicked! Although he wasn't familiar with the body parts, 'he' still landed accurately in front of the human woman. That pair of cold eyes was exactly the same as in his memory. Before 'he' could kneel down, he was kicked away.
Even so, 'he' still got up. This time, 'he' didn't jump. Instead, 'he' walked forward slowly and respectfully. He knelt on one knee again and used the ancient language to say, "Your Majesty."
"Traitor! Are you begging for mercy? I don't remember you being so useless. "Fen used the modern language of the Lost Lands and scolded in an unfriendly tone.
"Your Majesty. Shi has never betrayed you. "
"Before you let the four rats touch my throne, what explanation do you have for that? If this isn't betrayal, then what is?! "
"Your Majesty, this is Shi's mistake. General Black Dragon conveyed Your Majesty's order to Shi that there was a suspected God resurrected in the Mirror Plains. Shi's mission was to kill the God, and the defense of the capital was handed over to General Black Dragon. When Shi arrived at the Mirror Plains and couldn't find any traces of the old God, he heard that Your Majesty was attacked by four humans. Only then did Shi realize that he had been deceived. For revenge, Shi killed X (10) legions and VIII (8) generals. Unfortunately, he was besieged by IV (4) legions and couldn't kill the traitors for Your Majesty. "
"Ha, what a nice way to put it. Do you think I'll believe you? " Fen held the machete in her hand and raised it to her side. She was about to cut down her former subordinate who was kneeling in front of her with his head lowered.
"Wait! Maybe he's telling the truth. "Lin stopped her, but Fen glared at him. The man who had returned to his original appearance felt a chill down his spine and shrunk his neck.
"Speak. Why?"
He wanted to shut up. But according to his understanding, if he spoke halfway, he would annoy this Lich even more. Lin could only organize his words and said, "Actually, after looking at the history after your death, there are some things I don't understand. All the records I've read say that after the Demon King was defeated, the Dark Army fell into a civil war for power. In particular, the destruction of ten Dark Army legions by the Imperial Guard Legion was seen as a major turning point in history. In the end, most of the Dark Army destroyed each other, and humans benefited. The problem is, if it's a struggle for power, shouldn't the various forces incorporate each other instead of completely destroying each other? But if behind this incident is revenge, and not a struggle for power, then everything fits. "
"Excuses!" Fen rebuked angrily.
But you want to believe, don't you? This sentence, a certain someone thought in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud. According to this person's personality in the past, if she didn't use all her strength to kill her enemy in front of her, then she wouldn't be worthy of the title 'Demon King Tikal'.
But this time, in a certain someone's observation, Fen wasn't as decisive as before. Thus, a certain someone boldly guessed that the former Demon King was actually hesitant about whether or not to kill this person in front of him. In addition, he had a different interpretation of that period of history, which led to the previous scene.
And now, Fen crossed her arms in front of her chest and tapped the ground with the tip of her right foot. The sudden change made everyone in the underground palace, regardless of friend or foe, very tacitly remain silent. The atmosphere was inexplicably strange.
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