Angor walked toward the podium. Black Earl's tablet floated beside him.
While walking, Angor told Count Black about some of his speculations. Black Earl agreed. Since this place was so close to the magic array at the bottom of the underground maze, it meant that the creator of this place had more than meets the eye.
There must be something hidden about this underground structure. Angor wondered if it was still there. Was it destroyed by the passage of time?
…
The podium wasn't big. It was only about ten meters in length and width. There was a dent in the center of the floor. Judging from the shape of the dent, there must have been a shelf supported by a thin pillar.
It looked like a church's decoration.
A shelf in a church was usually called a "lectern", where religious books blessed by the gods were placed. Preachers would read the books while explaining the teachings of the religion to their followers.
As for the lectern in the church, it was a single-column storage platform.
Again, this proved that this place was once a stage for preachers.
But time had passed. Now, the lectern was gone, leaving only the dent.
Dorcas was crouching in front of the dent as if he was looking at something. He would touch the dent with his finger from time to time and put it in his mouth to lick it.
"Does it taste good?" Angor asked in a teasing tone.
Dorcas rolled his eyes at Angor. "You have to try it yourself to see if it's good or not."
Of course, Angor wouldn't do such a thing. Besides, he already checked the dent with his spirit feelers. There were no traps, runes, or traces of supernatural beings. There was only some dust. He wasn't interested in chewing on the ground.
"What did you find? Does this dent remind you of something? "Angor asked.
Dorcas considered. "I don't know if it counts as a discovery. Do you see a black spot at the bottom of the dent?"
Angor nodded. "That's a stain, right?"
Dorcas nodded. "It is. But not just any stain. There's some demon blood mixed in it."
"Demon blood? Are you sure? " Again, he used his spirit feelers to scan the area but still failed to find any trace of demon blood.
"I wasn't too sure before, but when I tasted it just now, my blood surged slightly. This is a reaction when it comes into contact with other demon blood." Dox paused. "Otherwise, why would I run over to lick this thing for no reason?"
Dorcas gave a positive answer, but Angor was still confused. He turned to look at the Black Earl. He had the most sensitive nose, so he wondered if he could sniff out anything.
Angor didn't need to ask. Count Black was already sniffing around. However, he did not smell any blood even though he was only a few meters away from the hole.
Left with no choice, the Black Earl could only control the stone slab to approach the hole.
It was getting closer and closer until the Dark Earl almost stuck his nose into the hole. Only then did he vaguely smell that something was wrong.
"There is indeed a strange smell, but I don't know whether it is Demon Blood or not. However, I can be sure that there should have been Transcendent fluctuations here." After the Black Earl finished speaking, he floated up and looked at Dorcas with a strange expression. "How did you find out?"
"This hole is the most suspicious thing on the podium, so of course I had to take a closer look. See, after a closer inspection, I found something strange, "Dorcas said proudly.
Angor and the Black Earl looked at each other without saying anything.
The hole on the podium was obvious, but it was not "suspicious" yet. Besides, this was a podium. Wasn't it normal to have a podium? As for what was inside the hole, Angor could easily check it with his spirit feelers. But Dorcas still squatted there and studied it for a long time.
This was not normal behavior, right?
It must be his intuition guiding him.
Angor sighed in his mind. He pretended to agree with Dorcas. "You're right. This hole is the most suspicious one. But even if we found Demon Blood, it doesn't mean anything, right? "
"Or … will something happen if we inject blood into the hole?"
Dorcas was the first one to discover the Demon Blood from who-knows-how-many years ago, but he was just as confused as Angor. He did not know how to use this "clue".
After a moment of silence, Dorcas suggested, "How about we determine the type of Demon Blood first?"
"That's a good idea. But I can't sense the scent of Demon Blood at all. We'll have to rely on you," Angor looked at Dorcas.
Dorcas scratched his head and gave an innocent look. "I'm a Bloodline Wizard, but my bloodline is very pure. I don't have much contact with other bloodlines, so I can't tell what kind of Demon Blood it is."
Dorcas' words might sound nice, but what he really meant was that he was poor and ignorant.
Bloodline Magi's perception and judgment of extraordinary blood far surpassed that of other Magi. Normally, Bloodline Magi would try to find a suitable bloodline for themselves. For Dorcas not to have taken this step, it could only be said that he was lucky, or … he was simply poor.
Poor enough that he never saw too much Demon Blood.
Since Dorcas could not tell, Angor could only look at the Black Earl.
The Black Earl shook his head. "I only sensed something strange. I didn't smell any Demon Blood, so I can't tell."
Both Angor and Dorcas felt a little discouraged after hearing that.
However, the Dark Earl, who had been shaking his head just a second ago, suddenly changed the topic. "Although I can't determine it, I know a spell called 'Shared Perception'. If Dorcas is the main body, we can all sense his feelings. This way, we can determine the type of Demon Blood. But it depends on whether Dorcas is willing to do it or not. "
Dorcas' first reaction when he heard "Shared Senses" was to refuse. He might be a wandering wizard, but he still had his secrets. If someone else sensed his Demon Blood, he would have to reveal his trump card.
Before Dorcas could refuse, the Black Earl added, "As the main body, you can control the range of our senses. Don't worry about us sensing anything else.
"Moreover, an official Magus, and a Bloodline Magus at that, has a huge amount of information within their body. This is especially true for bloodline information, which we can't just casually perceive. If there are any mistakes or extreme views, it could even impact the structure of our knowledge.
Dorcas did not pay attention to the rest, but he caught the key point. "What do you mean by 'mistakes' or 'extreme views'? My knowledge is solid. There can't be any mistakes. "
The Black Earl sneered. "All knowledge is constantly updated. No wizard can say that they are completely correct. You sure talk big."
The Black Earl's words had to be correct. Dorcas understood this as well. He had spoken too quickly and sprained his waist. This made Dorcas feel slightly embarrassed.
"Don't waste time. How about Shared Senses? If not, we'll keep looking for other clues. "
The Black Earl did not think that the Demon Blood had anything to do with the secrets here, so he did not force Dorcas to use Shared Senses.
Dorcas considered for two seconds and nodded. "If I can really control the range of my senses, then we can try."
The Black Earl said, "If you want to try, then be prepared."
Dorcas looked at him in confusion. "Prepare for what?"
The Black Earl grumbled, "Just like what you did just now. Use your finger to touch the Demon Blood's stain, then suck on it affectionately."
Dorcas was speechless. When did I suck on it affectionately?
Dorcas felt helpless, but he did not dare to refute. He followed the Black Earl's instructions and touched the stain in the hole again.
Just as Dorcas was about to 'taste' the taste on his fingertips, the Black Earl lightly blew out from his nose. A faint light that was like moonlight gradually enveloped them.
The light on Dorcas' body was the brightest, while the Black Earl and the Black Earl's noses were only covered by the light. This meant that Dorcas was the main body, and they were the senses.
After studying the main body's control ability, Dorcas finally lifted his finger and put it in his mouth.
As his bloodline moved slightly, Shared Senses was instantly activated.
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