"Are they sure?"
Standing outside a wooden house, Adil walked down the steps and looked at Saul, who was standing in front of him, and asked casually.
"Yes, they've confirmed it again and again."
Sol smiled bitterly at Adil. "They said that since we won't be able to escape the curse sooner or later, it's better to rest in our ancestral altar than die in a foreign land."
Adil's expression did not change, and he nodded slightly.
It was easy to understand why the survivors made this decision.
In the past, with the ward around the village, these people might have thought that they could rely on the ward to survive.
However, the scene from last night had easily woken them up and forced them to face reality.
Without the ward's protection, these people would be found by the curse in a few months, and they would die sooner or later.
Instead of dying in a foreign land, they might as well fight for their lives. Perhaps there was still hope.
After all, with a powerful wizard like Adil, they might really be able to solve the problem of the seal.
On the other hand, Adil was not against the decision of these people.
They were the descendants of ancient wizards, and they were pure Crassus. They more or less knew something about the place. At the very least, they could be used as guides, so they were not completely useless.
Adil looked at Sol and chatted with him for a while. Then, he walked away and prepared to go back to his house to rest.
… …
Ten days later, in the early morning, a group of people appeared in the vast wilderness, marching into the distance.
In the group, Saul rode a black horse, constantly looking into the distance, patrolling the surroundings.
Because no vegetation could grow on the black soil, the surrounding land looked very desolate, and there was no sign of life.
In such a flat environment where there was nothing to hide, it was very difficult to hide.
Sol, who was at the front of the group, suddenly saw a black shadow pass by in front of him.
He subconsciously looked in the direction of the shadow's gaze, and saw a small, half-naked, dark-skinned figure quickly running in the distance.
"Is that a local?"
This thought flashed through Saul's mind as he watched the figure running in the distance.
After a while, he turned around and walked towards the carriage behind him.
"Lord Adil, we're almost there!"
Riding on the side of the carriage, he called to the carriage window.
"Have we arrived?"
Hearing the shouts from outside the carriage, Adil opened his eyes and shook off the deduced data in his head.
He opened the window and looked at the scenery outside.
Compared to when they had just advanced, there were already signs of human habitation. Although it was still desolate in Adil's eyes, at least there were signs of life.
Even without the A.I. Chip's detection, Adil could clearly sense the presence of life in the surroundings through the moon elves' acute senses. It should belong to the natives who lived nearby.
"Eh …"
Adil suddenly felt a little surprised, as if he had discovered the abnormality of life.
Through his keen senses, there seemed to be a spiritual imprint in the distance. It faintly resonated with his spiritual power and carried a sense of familiarity.
In just an instant, Adil remembered the origin of this feeling. It belonged to the native old man whom he had placed a spiritual imprint on, and he could sense it now.
"Is this a coincidence, or …?"
Adil raised his head and muttered to himself, an indescribable look in his eyes.
Before, although he had placed a spiritual imprint on the other party, he had not paid much attention to it.
For him to be able to sense it without paying special attention meant that the distance between them was extremely close.
As time continued to pass, Adil sensed that the distance between the two of them was constantly shortening.
"Lord, we've arrived," Sol's voice suddenly sounded from outside the carriage.
Hearing this voice, Adil got up and walked out of the carriage.
Outside the carriage, a few people were already prepared and stood behind Sol, waiting for Adil's orders in Silence.
Standing where he was, Adil raised his head and looked into the distance.
In the distance, there was a massive palace. It looked quite large and seemed quite old, and it gave off a feeling of history.
Looking at this somewhat dilapidated palace, Adil sensed many auras. There were curses and Sol's bloodline power.
However, compared to what Adil had seen before, there were two types of power within this palace that were unprecedentedly powerful. Just one of them was enough to make Adil treat them with caution.
"Let's go in."
Looking at the palace in the distance, Adil fell silent for a while before speaking.
Hearing his words, everyone present silently nodded.
To be able to come here with Adil, everyone present was prepared for the worst. Even Yana, who was a mother, held a purple scimitar as she hugged her child.
As a descendant of an ancient Sorcerer, she was not a weak little girl who could not even truss a chicken. Among ordinary people, she could easily beat a strong man to the ground.
This was especially so after Adil had given her a bloodline mark, causing her bloodline power to once again increase. Even though she was not as strong as Sol in battle, she was not too far off.
"Before we go, I want to ask one more time."
Standing at the center and looking at Yana, who was dressed in leather armor, Adil once again asked, "Forget about you and Sol, but is it really okay to bring Suo Lanna in as well?
This historical remnant is very dangerous, and even I can't guarantee her safety. "
He looked at Sol and said calmly.
"It's fine."
Hearing Adil's words, Sol and Yana looked at each other and shook their heads, "If we're going to die in our homeland, we want to be able to go through this journey with our child.
Moreover, there are some things in this palace that this child needs to inherit. "
Sol paused before continuing, "We don't want the legacy of our ancestors to disappear, and we hope that this child's future will be smooth."
Hearing this, Adil did not say anything else. He turned and looked ahead before getting on a horse.
"Let's go."
After getting on the horse, he looked at the people around him and called out.
The people around him silently nodded and got on their horses, leading the way for Adil.
After walking for a long time, some figures appeared in front of them.
It was a village of natives, and they had built a few camps outside the palace.
Seeing Adil's group arrive, the natives were given a big fright and quickly gathered.
"Who is it?" a voice sounded out in the distance, sounding somewhat cold and filled with mental energy ripples.
In Adil's vision, he saw a skinny, dark-skinned old man surrounded by many natives slowly walking out of the village. Behind him were two middle-aged natives.
When Adil saw this old man, the mental energy in his body trembled slightly, resonating with the mental imprint that he had set in the past.
This old man was the native that Adil had met in the past, but he did not expect to meet him in this way.
"Lord Adil …" At the side, a voice sounded out.
Beside Saul, a Crassus frowned when they saw the natives appear in the distance. He whispered to Adil, "That's the Snake Shaman. He's been hunting us for years. He's very powerful."
"You are …"
In the distance, the skinny old man walked forward with his people. When he saw Sol beside Adil, his expression immediately changed. He looked excited and confused, "It's you!!"
"Move aside and let us in!"
Standing in front of Adil and looking at the old man in the distance, Saul's expression was cold, and there was not a trace of emotion in his words.
"Let you in?"
Hearing Sol's words, the old man smiled, "I was just about to take the initiative to look for you. I did not expect that you would take the initiative to look for me."
"Of course, it's not a problem if you want to go in."
His expression gradually turned cold, but there was some excitement in his eyes, "Be good and lie on the altar. Go and sacrifice the Snake God!"
Right after he finished speaking, a faint light suddenly lit up in the surroundings, causing the minds of many natives to become blurred and their bodies to move even more slowly.
In the next moment, a silver force field suddenly exploded, sending all the natives who were running over flying.
Unknowingly, Adil's figure instantly appeared behind the old man and stretched out his hand.
"You!!"
Sensing the figure that suddenly appeared behind him, the old man was shocked and wanted to say something.
A strong hand directly grabbed his neck, stopping all the words he wanted to say. The strong force made him feel suffocated. It was as if his original strength had disappeared, and he could not move his body at all. He was tightly bound.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense …"
Lifting the old man with one hand and looking at him, Adil felt a bit impatient. He stretched out his other hand and placed it on the old man's forehead.
"I originally wanted to slowly experiment, but it seems that I can only be a bit more violent."
This thought flashed in Adil's mind, and under the touch of Adil's mental energy, the old man's consciousness was forcefully pried open, and he used it to search through the memories within.
As an official Sorcerer, after reaching the metamorphosis stage, there were special spells and techniques that could be used to search through other people's memories. It was just that the repercussions were too great. Not only was the operation complicated, but if one was not careful, it was easy to turn the other party into a fool.
However, in this situation, Adil could not be bothered to waste the effort and directly searched through the old man's memories.
Immediately, under the connection of his mental energy, a large number of memory fragments gushed towards Adil, forming an image.
It was a gigantic statue of a black snake. In front of the statue, there were many corpses placed neatly. The flesh and blood within the corpses were slowly evaporating and fusing with the statue below.
The more flesh and blood fused, the more realistic the statue of the black snake looked, as if it was a living creature.
"Great Snake God! Please bestow upon me your grace. " An aged voice continuously rang out in the surroundings, and the owner of the voice was muttering a bunch of prayers.
The owner of the voice was the owner of this memory, and it was also the person that Adil was currently looking through.
Along with the voice continuously ringing out, in the memory fragments, a layer of black scales gradually appeared on the body of the old man, and the strength and aura of the old man seemed to have increased by quite a bit.
"Sacrifice …"
Silently observing this scene in the memory, Adil subconsciously frowned, and he seemed to have thought of something.
Before he had the time to think too much, an extreme sense of danger suddenly welled up in his heart.
A dark space covered the place, and within the space, a faint moonlight lit up.
That was the radiance that was being emitted from Adil's body. At this moment, the darkness was dispelled, and the scene of the place was completely revealed.
A gigantic black snake appeared in front of him, and just like what he had seen in the memory, most of its body was made of stone, and only its blood-red eyes were very intelligent. Within those eyes, boundless evilness could be seen, as well as a type of terrifying power.
Looking at this scene in Silence, Adil's expression remained calm, and he somewhat understood the current situation.
"Within that native's memory, there is the power of the curse, which is the body of this black snake. When I was looking through that native's memory, I was already affected by the curse!"
Looking at the black snake in front of him, a type of comprehension arose in his heart.
Then, in the next moment, traces of black aura continuously spread out, and a type of power spread out, gradually spreading towards Adil's body. However, it was resisted by the faint moonlight that enveloped Adil's body.
Boom!!
An intense explosion suddenly rang out, bringing with it a terrifying blow to Chen Heng's spirit.
The scene in the surroundings started to change, returning to how it was in the beginning.
Standing where he was, Adil gasped for breath, and he felt an intense sense of fatigue.
After recovering for a while, he looked down in front of him.
At his feet, the native's old man from before had become a corpse. He had collapsed from the mental stimulation, and there was still a shocked expression on his face.
"I was too careless. If I had the protection of the Jadeite Mark this time, I would have had to pay a much greater price."
Shaking his head, Adil stood where he was and thought back to what had just happened, and he could not help but feel quite shocked.
Someone had left a seal in this native's mind, and anyone who wanted to look through his memories would be attacked by that seal.
Without a doubt, that seal had been left behind by the curse, and even Adil had not been able to detect it and had almost fallen into it.
If everything had gone as planned, Adil would have had to pay a great price. It was just that at the last moment, the Jadeite Mark's power had once again appeared on Adil's forehead, blocking the seal's final backlash. This was why Adil had not been injured.
"Even though the process was quite dangerous, I've roughly guessed your identity now …" Chen Heng said as he looked at the Jadeite Mark.
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