Zeon? Lucas finally chose to compromise. In fact, his compromise was expected by many. For an old Blood Clan member who scrupulously abided by the ancient etiquette, the weight of seniority and seniority was difficult for outsiders to understand. Even if he did not give face to the other seniors, he could not ignore the special Ancient, Vivian.
The Ancient who had witnessed all the events of the Mythological Era, Hesperides, who would put him in a difficult position if she interfered at any time, the current unstable situation, and the influence of the Hessianite Family that could not be ignored. Zeon? Under the influence of these factors, Lucas finally made a smart decision. Occasionally relaxing his stubborn creed might not necessarily bring much loss, but it would be unwise to offend a lot of troublesome people just to save face.
The entrance to the ruins was located in the Parthenon, but they could not go there directly from the real Athens. The demon hunters kept a close watch on the buildings that had been preserved since ancient times. They were waiting for the reckless otherworldlings to show up. There was another safe route to the entrance: the Parthenon in the shadow of Athens.
This shadow city was the masterpiece of the shadowy masters of the Blood Clan and the shadelings. Thousands of years ago, the shadowy spellcasters, who were still at their peak, used a special method to distort the space here. They copied and dragged half of the city of Athens into the shadow of the real Athens, thus creating this weird replica. Many of its areas corresponded to the real Athens, not only in shape and structure, but also in spatial coordinates. It was like a parallel space. The shadow of Athens shrouded the landmarks of the real Athens. It existed beside many ordinary people, but ordinary people could not detect its existence.
Therefore, there was also a Parthenon in the shadow of Athens. In fact, its absolute spatial coordinates were in the same place as the temple in the real world. With some clever transformation, they could go directly from the shelter to the ruins and avoid being discovered by the demon hunters.
Zeon? Lucas ordered his servants to take out the sacred artifact needed to open the gate of the ruins from the family treasury. Although he was reluctant, he still had to be courteous and personally 'open the gate' for Vivian.
The Parthenon Temple was located at the center of the ancient Acropolis of Athens. It had overlooked the world from the highest point of the city for more than two thousand and four hundred years. The magnificent structure was located on a limestone hill. Its gray silhouette could be seen from afar. Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Hao Ren and his entourage, along with Hessiana and Lucas, arrived at the place where the temple was located.
There was no morning or night in this chaotic city. The residents relied on clocks to determine their work and rest time. At this time, it was also the time when the sun was high in the outside world. The power of the shadows in the real world was suppressed to the limit. Opening the door in the Fortress of Shadows at this time could prevent the breath from leaking into the real Athens. The sunlight would eliminate this inconspicuous fluctuation. Although the impact was negligible, the word "caution" had been engraved in the bones of everyone in the city. They had relied on this for so many years to survive.
The first person to jump up after climbing the hill platform was not someone else but the mercenary girl, Becky, who had been quite low-key since she came to the shadow Athens with them. She was almost forgotten by everyone.
The girl looked at the rectangular temple in front of her and jumped up excitedly. "Oh! This looks like the ancient buildings I saw in my grandpa's book! "
Hao Ren's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. "Your grandpa's ancient book?"
Becky nodded vigorously. "Yes, did I say that? My grandpa is actually a scholar, specializing in ancient history, ancient civilizations and so on. He has a lot of ancient books. It says that there was a clan of the ancient civilization called the Highland Gluck. Their houses are like this, built of stone, decorated with a bunch of pillars, and sculptures everywhere. They are a people who especially like to play with sculptures. But the purebred Highland Gluck seem to have gone extinct, and now there are only some mixed-race descendants left. Some ethnic minorities in the west of Holletta are said to be their descendants. "
"What are you talking about?" Hessiana looked at Becky strangely. Becky was not used to the environment of the shadow city, and she did not understand what was going on with the society of the otherworldlings on Earth. So, she had not spoken much in this strange place. Hessiana could not help but cast a puzzled look at Becky. "Holletta? Highland Gluck? A term from the Mythological Era? "
"Err … something like that." Vivian quickly smoothed things over. "You know human wizards. They study strange things, and they have a different name for some ancient things than we do. This detail will make you very confused."
Hessiana heard this and no longer delved into the issue. Hao Ren wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and glanced at Becky. He thought to himself that if there was a chance, he would have to popularize more knowledge about the otherworldlings on Earth. Who knows how long he would have to stay on Earth …
Then, Hao Ren could not help but observe the famous temple on the hill. He had only seen pictures of this famous ancient building on the Internet before. This was the first time he saw the real thing. The Parthenon under the dusky sky looked a little strange. It had lost its sacred color in the dim environment, and against the dark sky, it looked like a ghost city crawling on the hill. And in addition to the atmosphere, Hao Ren felt that the Parthenon in the shadow of Athens seemed to be very different from the pictures he saw on the Internet. The one in front of him looked intact, and the preservation of the details was excellent. He almost did not recognize it at first glance.
"The Shadow Athens has not experienced so many turmoil in the outside world. The temple is almost intact," Hesperides said. When she heard that they were going to the ruins, she followed them with interest. She looked at the property that belonged to her family in front of her and seemed to be a little emotional. "Only time has slightly worn it down."
"You're not going in?" Vivian glanced at Hesperides. "Maybe you can be a tour guide or something — there may be scenery you are familiar with."
"It's because I'm afraid of seeing those things that I won't go in," Hesperides said with a smile. "Sometimes I'd rather go to the temples in the scenic spots that require a ticket than come here to see the almost intact palace of Athena. The former makes me understand that many people will never come back, and the latter always reminds me of those people when they were still alive."
Vivian nodded understandingly. "Then I'll tell you what I saw in there when I come out."
"No problem," Hesperides nodded and then gently knocked on her forehead where the gorgeous jewelry was wrapped. "I have to go back and continue to guard the gate. I don't feel comfortable leaving that place to Herbert, and staying here for too long gives me a headache."
"Your wound hasn't healed yet?" Vivian looked at Hesperides and asked casually.
Hesperides slightly pulled a corner of the jewelry, and Hao Ren was surprised to find that there was a deep wound, about an inch wide, shimmering with a silvery-white shimmer. "It's been two hundred years, and it's only less than a millimeter since the last time. Maybe there's no change at all. I guess it won't heal for the rest of my life."
After saying this, Hesperides smiled in a carefree manner and turned into a ray of light, disappearing in front of everyone. Nangong Wuyue could not help but ask curiously, "Her wound was …"
"Beaten by the demon hunters thousands of years ago," Vivian sighed. "Her brain was pierced by a demon-slaying arrow, but she survived. It's a pity that this kind of wound won't heal for the rest of her life. Her brain is an incurable disease. "
Hao Ren was speechless.
By then, Hessiana and Zeon had completed the preparations to open the gate of the ruins. Hessiana held a creamy white half-moon slate in front of Vivian. "Lady Vivian, get ready to go in. The gate is about to open!"
They hurried into the temple and found that a strange ritual had been set up inside. A square marble altar was placed in the open space inside the temple gate. Around the altar, there were three layers of complicated runes painted with suspicious dark red paint. The Blood Clan sorcerers brought by Zeon and Hessiana stood in a circle around the three layers of runes. Their bodies were shrouded in a dark red mist, providing energy for the opening ceremony. As a layer of blurry light gradually appeared on the altar, Hessiana and Zeon placed their respective slate on the altar and combined them into a full moon. Immediately, everyone felt the surrounding atmosphere change.
The oppressive and gloomy atmosphere that was everywhere in Shadow Athens seemed to have dissipated. An invigorating energy was surging in from all directions.
Hessiana looked at the glowing altar and happily told Vivian, "At first, I was the one who noticed the strange energy overflowing from this position. Although I don't know why the entrance is in such a strange place … it just happens to overlap with the gate of the Parthenon."
At this time, Hao Ren suddenly stepped forward and asked, "Erm, can I take a look at the two slate?"
Before Hessiana could say anything, Zeon stood in front of the altar vigilantly. "What are you doing? The slate is the key! "
Hao Ren waved his hand. "Don't worry, I'm just taking a look. I'm a sorcerer, and I'm interested in magic. You can watch from the side. I won't touch it, alright? "
Vivian did not know what Hao Ren wanted to do, but she still chimed in, "Just take a look, what's the big deal? You're worried that we'll snatch your stupid stone away?"
Zeon looked at Hao Ren inexplicably and finally reluctantly agreed. Hao Ren immediately went to the center of the magic circle and pretended to observe the operation of the altar. He even took out a magnifying glass and pretended to shine it here and there. At the same time, he was communicating with his MDT in his mind. "Have you recorded it?"
"The whole process is very clear. It's a very simple spatial displacement," the MDT replied. "Stand on the left, try to be in the center of the ritual. My measurement will be more accurate."
The two of them pretended to observe the altar and openly recorded the entire process of the energy flow required to open the ruins.
Zeon watched impatiently as Hao Ren shone the light. "Are you done?"
Hao Ren let the MDT finish up as he pretended to be very professional and nodded. "Yes, this is good, this is good … Let me see, hmm, this marble pattern is good, these two semicircles … Tsk tsk, this arc, this detail, it's very round …"
Zeon blinked. "Are you studying magic?"
"Ugh, the magic of the Blood Clan is really profound. I can't understand it at all." Hao Ren put away the magnifying glass and walked into the depths of the temple without a guilty conscience. "Alright, let's start the next stage of academic research. Let's go to the ruins …"
Hessiana shouted at him from behind. "You're going in the opposite direction! To enter the ruins, you have to go through the main gate of the temple! "
(Hmm, I'm recommending a few books. One is' Infinite Cup of Death Seeking Competition 'written by a reader. Another one is' The God of Galactic Local Management 'written by a reader. Another one is' The Age of Immortals' written by my sister. I don't know what it's about. Hmm, it's easy to recommend them. It's free anyway. Just recommend them a little. =)
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