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Chapter 842

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Descending from the back of the invisible dragon, Liszt had no need to hide his figure and directly studied the broken stone tower.

The stone tower should be the wizard tower of the ancient Magic Shooters, and its style could no longer be verified. It occupied a large area of several hundred square meters. The upper half had collapsed, and the lower half still had two well-preserved floors. The original wooden door had probably decayed, and the entrance was blocked by the Moon Killer with a large stone.

Prying open the stone, Liszt observed for a moment, and then walked into the stone tower.

Sunlight shone in through the cracks in the walls, so the light was not too dark. It could be seen that the stone tower should have had a function similar to a library, with rows of stone-carved bookshelves. Unfortunately, there were no books on the bookshelves, only thick dust.

The stairs were still there, carved from stone, and it was very solid to step on.

Going up to the second floor, the huge room was empty, and it was unknown what it was used for. The floor on the side had been broken, and the sunlight penetrated, forming a huge bright spot. There were a few weeds growing in the bright spot. It seemed that this place was often exposed to the wind and the sun, and was not well protected.

"The treasure of the aborigines should be here, so it is very likely that it was left by the ancient Magic Shooters. What is it?" Liszt released the Magic Eyes and began to scan the broken stone tower.

He did not find the light of Mana Retroaction, nor did he find anything that looked like a treasure.

The first floor was empty, and the second floor was also empty. According to Kui, the Mountain Horn tribe's Listener, the broken stone tower enshrined the treasure left by the ancestors. Kui did not know what treasure it was, but now it seemed that even if there was a treasure, it was probably moved away because of the collapse of the stone tower.

"No, what Kui said is the broken stone tower, which means that the stone tower should have collapsed at that time … What is going on? Let me go up and see."

He walked to the place where the floor was broken and jumped directly.

The third floor had collapsed halfway.

However, unexpectedly, the Magic Eyes found a dim light of Mana Retroaction, emitting from the collapsed rubble. He quickly dug out the rubble and dug out the glowing object — it was a broken stone scepter, with several stone carved fingers attached to the handle.

In other words, this stone scepter was originally part of a huge statue.

The light of Mana Retroaction came from the top of the stone scepter, from the huge round gem carved from an unknown rock. However, the light was very obscure.

"It seems like it's wrapped in rocks, causing it to be unable to shine?" Liszt studied the stone for a moment and confirmed that it was not a magical item. He then gently knocked on the stone. After continuously exerting force, a crack finally appeared on the stone. Then, it completely shattered, revealing the real item inside.

The light exploded in an instant, as if a lamp had been lit in the darkness.

It wasn't until Liszt dispersed his Magic Eyes that he saw a short metal scepter wrapped inside the stone scepter. The scepter was about the length of an adult's arm, and the tip was inlaid with a transparent gem that shone with seven colors. The rich aura of magic power made Liszt's heart palpitate.

This was definitely a rare gemstone. It did not belong to any gemstone dragon.

He slowly pulled out the metal scepter from the stone scepter and brought the gem on the top closer to his eyes. This gem had countless cross-sections, and each side was extremely smooth. It could reflect one's own face. However, when Liszt began to notice the face on it, his pupils suddenly dilated.

He saw the face in the reflection. It was the face of an old man.

When he fiercely turned around, thinking that someone was approaching him, he found that there was no one behind him. There was only the invisible dragon dozing off on the distant hilltop.

It was impossible for a creature to avoid the invisible dragon's detection and quietly approach him.

"That's?"

With great doubt, he once again looked at one of the cross-sections of the gem. This time, after the face in the reflection appeared, it turned into the face of a child.

When he turned around again, there was still no one behind him.

No one was approaching. The faces in the reflection could only be from the inside of the gem. Liszt calmed down a little and continued to observe. Sure enough, countless faces of different ages flashed across the countless cross-sections. But soon, he was short of breath, because he found that these faces had one thing in common.

They really looked too similar to Liszt's face. Several of the faces of young people were clearly Liszt's own face.

When he blinked, the faces in the gem also blinked, whether it was the face of a child or the face of an old man.

After studying it for a moment, he suddenly came to a realization. "Interesting, the face reflected by this gem is the face of a different age … Sure enough, I've been handsome since I was young, and I've been charming at every age … What a strange gem, as if it has the magic of time."

"Hmm?"

"The magic of time?"

Liszt was suddenly startled. "Time, the magic of time, this … Is it possible that this gem was produced by the Twilight Dragon, one of the Sacred Dragons?"

The Twilight Dragon represented the power of time. No one had seen it, and no one knew what form it existed in. But now, holding this metal scepter and looking at the gem that reflected his faces of different ages, he suddenly linked the two together. Perhaps this gem was produced by the Twilight Dragon.

The spatial gem produced by the invisible dragon formed an independent space.

The special gem produced by the Twilight Dragon inevitably had the nature of time.

He tried to put the metal scepter into his spatial ring and found that no matter how he wrapped it with magic power, the scepter could not be absorbed by the spatial ring. Especially when his magic power wrapped around the special gem, it was as if time had passed, and the magic power slowly dissipated.

It could not be taken back.

"It really is magical. Perhaps this is the power of the Twilight Dragon, a kind of magic that involves time?" Liszt was still not sure of the attributes of this gem.

But this did not prevent him from temporarily naming it the Time Diamond.

The metal scepter was the Scepter of Time.

Holding the scepter and admiring the Time Diamond's colorful light under the sunlight, Liszt was very satisfied. "Scepter of Time, what magical and incredible power do you have? How did those ancient Magic Shooters use you? Does finding you mean finding clues to the Twilight Dragon? "

The invisible dragon was in his hands, the power of the smoke dragon was entangled, the emerald dragon found a corpse, and now the gem of the Twilight Dragon was in his hands.

Only the Fairy Dragon, which represented life, was left to cross paths with Liszt.

Maybe one day he could gather all five holy dragons and become the world's most powerful Holy Dragon Knight. Of course, the holy dragon might not be the most magical dragon. "The Weave Dragon should be the most terrifying dragon I have ever seen, and the Moon Dragon is probably a tyrannical dragon."

These two dragons seemed to be stronger than the holy dragon.

… …

Picking up the Scepter of Time and coming into contact with the Twilight Dragon clues, he was very satisfied with today's harvest. He inserted the Scepter of Time into his belt and focused his attention on the stone scepter that had been smashed.

"What was the intention of the ancient Magic Shooters to hide the Scepter of Time, a magical equipment that looks like a divine artifact, in a sculpture? I remember that the Tear of the Mermaid found in the Temple of Fish Clown was also hung on a statue of a mermaid. It seems that these ancient powerhouses liked to make statues of themselves? "

He kept rummaging through the rubble, trying to find other parts of the statue, but he could not find the rest of the statue.

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