Arcane Journey

In the dim underground tunnel, a faint light shone all over Brian's body, setting him off like a phantom as he kept walking forward.

As he followed Seth's instructions, he headed towards the interior of Olem City, while listening to him tell the information about the Sarukh witch.

"Even if the strength of the witches has reached the legendary realm, their lifespan will run out one day." Seth's old thoughts sounded in Brian's mind:
"The vast majority of powerful witches are not worried about dying in the long river of time on the eve of the empire's demise. After all, it is an extremely long process to restore the empire. They must be prepared for this long-term struggle. Therefore, the 66 The legendary Lich resolutely chose to transform into a Lich, the purpose of which was to wait for the opportunity to allow the glory of the creator race to reappear in the material world."

"So you are so sure that these witches will help you, right?" Brian asked curiously.

He originally thought that after a series of plans failed completely, Seth's first thought was to choose to return to the Spire of the Witch and continue to wait patiently.

I didn't expect that the other party would go with me to meet the 'Earth Prophet' Asindo.

Isn't he afraid that these witches will deal with him?
This point made Brian really confused. After all, when he was fighting the witch, he had vaguely understood that the most important part of Seth's return plan was to completely control this group of Sarukhs who had lived for tens of thousands of years. Lich.

Now that the plan has failed, the first thing he has to do is to leave as soon as possible, so as not to suffer the wrath of the witch, but instead he goes the other way and continues to follow him, trying to persuade him with his three-inch tongue. They help themselves.

Obviously, this is too hard to do, and I want to be soft.

"If you don't try it, how would you know?" Seth snorted and retorted, "I will never let go of any method that can help me recover my divine power, even if the success rate of this method is very small, I will go try."

In fact, He tried to persuade the Sarukh Lich to help him, which was just one of the purposes of following Brian, and the biggest intention was to check the 66 Sarukh Liches who had lived in seclusion here for tens of thousands of years, How many have survived until now.

Although these liches rely on the natural sleeping ability of reptiles, they only need to sleep deeply to stop the essential madness of undead creatures like liches, and prevent their consciousness from being gradually corroded.

But tens of thousands of years have passed, and Seth doesn't think that all liches can survive it. You must know that even his servant, the witch whose body was destroyed by Brian, paid a great price for him to maintain a clear consciousness , survived to the present.

Brian naturally didn't know that Seth was still thinking so much in his mind, or that after realizing that the other party was no longer a threat to him, he didn't even bother to guess the other party's true intentions that had nothing to do with him.

"You are quite persistent."

He just laughed, said something casually, and continued on his way.

After a while, he found that he had come to the end of the tunnel without knowing it.

What appeared in front of him was a wall filled with various lifelike murals from the period of the creator race, most of which were reptile scale creatures.

He raised his staff, pointed at a striking Sarukh witch on the mural, and then quickly recited a spell.

In an instant, the Saluk Wufu murals shone with pale golden brilliance, passing through ripples like rippling water, spreading towards all the surrounding murals at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a trance, Brian seemed to feel a breath of vicissitudes and desolation rushing towards his face. The images and backgrounds on the murals seemed to come alive, and they were impressively presented in front of him, making him feel as if he was in an ancient world. Within the territory of the creator race.

Just when he was about to take a closer look at the surrounding environment, his expression suddenly paused. This feeling was as if he was clearly dreaming a realistic dream, but was awakened by an external force without warning, so that after he regained consciousness, the whole body Everyone seemed bewildered.

Brian looked startled, and quickly activated various abilities to defend his mind. After dispelling this unknown force that affected his thoughts, his mind became sober.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the mural in his line of sight had long since disappeared without a trace, replaced by a magical curtain condensed from dark blue energy, like a substance.

He held his breath and concentrated, casting the detection magic of the prophecy system, trying to observe what was hidden behind the curtain.

However, to his disappointment, the moment his mental power touched the curtain, it was immediately bounced back, as if giving him a warning, which made him even feel a faint stabbing pain in his mind.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt much, and it didn't have any substantial impact on him.

"Stop wasting your time in vain." Seth's old thoughts sounded right in the depths of Brian's mind:

"All the magic circles here are built with the mysterious magic ball as the core. When you attack this magic curtain, you are attacking the core mysterious magic ball. It is impossible to crack it. You should walk over honestly. Bar."

Speaking of the mysterious ball, Brian suddenly thought of a question, and asked again, "Didn't you say that your lich servant is not one of the 66 Sarukh witches, so why is she working with you?" When I was fighting, I was able to mobilize the power of the mysterious ball."

"This starts with the fact that Asindo did not abide by the treaty of guarding the city of Orem, and chose to leave the city of Orem privately when he became an observer and guardian."

Seth said to Brian without concealment, "This servant of mine is a Lich from the Mershok Empire. On the eve of the empire's demise, he also chose to transform himself into a Lich, and shouldered the great task of restoring the empire." Mission, in order to resist the erosion of the lich's crazy will, she deliberately asked a great sage of Mershok to seal herself in a thick amber coffin and hide it in my temple."

"Later, the empires established by the three creator races perished one after another, and even my temple was completely destroyed in the passage of time, and this temple that stored the coffin of the lich was also not spared. The snake people who had already turned to the evil god Seth discovered that these snake people originally planned to sacrifice this corpse to Seth, but I accidentally discovered it and used divine power to wake her up from a long sleep. After sacrificing his own snake man, under my guidance, he went to the Narrow Sea, which is now the highest glacier, and took his place with the help of my divine power while Asindor left the city of Orem."

"When Netheril perished, Acindor secretly manipulated the Netherese to help him regain the creator race. After his plan failed, he returned directly to the city of Orem in despair, and fell into a long and distant in an eternal sleep."

"Obviously, before Acindor fell asleep, he didn't know that someone took this opportunity to replace him as an observer and guardian, is that true?" Brian said his guess, "Or you used divine power to cover up The sight of the witch made Axindo mistakenly think that the city of Olem has not changed since he left."

"Your guess is right." Sestan admitted, "As you said, Acindor didn't realize that someone had taken his place, and he fell asleep without even waking up the new observer. gone."

"So that's it." Hearing this, Brian was stunned, which can also explain why the Earth Prophet, who played a pivotal role in the field of great arcanists, did so after the fall of the Netheril Empire. It disappeared inexplicably. It turns out that there are so many secrets hidden in it.

This also means that in the battle with the witches just now, he accidentally awakened those sleeping Sarukhs forcibly, and instead helped them by accident.

No wonder Seth was so angry.

After Brian secretly sighed, he stopped talking, raised his feet, and walked in without hesitation.

The moment he stepped into the magic curtain, Brian felt as if he had entered some kind of mysterious space-time tunnel, and the surroundings seemed to be surrounded by rapidly passing time, distorting and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This strange situation didn't last long, and he came to a solemn underground city ruins.

The city presented in front of his eyes is a complete ancient ruin, with white spiers rising from the ground, all covered by soft and warm light, so that Brian can't feel that he has come to the ground at all. The huge cave, which is as dark and damp as the dark elves in the depths, is more like a surface relic bathed in soft sunlight.

Because there is no imagined darkness here, all corners are shrouded in the light projected by countless white spiers.

Moreover, as a race of the ancient times, the Sarukh witches did not have the atmosphere of primitive barbarism. Instead, it gave him a sense of thick and vicissitudes of history like an ancient library.

Waves of profound and majestic aura, even if he didn't feel it deliberately, he felt that they had already rushed towards his face, even the golden dragon Paralandax couldn't help sighing again and again.

It can be seen that this is simply a living history.

About 37000 years ago, glaciers melted, oceans receded, and dry land surfaced. A long ice age ended and recorded history began.

In ancient times before the separation of the continents, the continents later called Faerûn, Karatu, Maztec, and Zakara were all but parts of a supercontinent called Meju Roblos, and currently live in the kingdoms of None of the more than a dozen common races in the degree appeared in this distant era.

There are no civilized races on Mejurobros - elves, dwarves, halflings and gnomes, and barbaric races - goblins, orcs, ogres and their kin have never appeared.

Although humans were born during this period, they were extremely primitive, no different from apes, using simple tools and living in caves.

This is the Age of Thunder, and it belongs to the Elven language of Equa-Tel Queser, which means: the race before the people, that is, the legendary creator race.

And Brian didn't expect that in his lifetime, he would be able to witness a complete city ruins from ancient times, or the city of Orem called the "City of a Thousand Towers", which was once one of the three creator race empires. The capital of the Yisto Sefifer Empire.

From the ancient thunder era, the city has experienced the battle between dragons and giants in the dawn era, witnessed the prosperity of the elf empire, the decline of the war with the crown, and the founding era that marked the rise of all humanoid civilizations.

Finally, with the decline of the elves and dwarves, the rise of human beings, the magnificent era of dramatic domination of the Toril world.

The powerful mechanical empire Imaskar, the arcane empire Netheril, Calimshan, Mulhorand and Unther, Zamdas, Nafeel and so on.

Gradually regaining his composure, Bryan stopped wasting time, ignored the open traffic road ahead, locked his gaze directly on the most glorious temple in the center of the city, and walked straight over.

As the center of the entire city, this tall tower also made of white marble is undoubtedly very conspicuous.

It is bathed in countless colorful and non-stop jumping demon fires, and the radiance projected around it is like a dream.

Without any obstacles, Brian easily walked along the white marble steps into the spacious and bright hall of the tower.

The layout of this hall is obviously telling him about an ancient era that has long been lost in the long river of time.

Dozens of tall and straight marble columns lead directly to the hall, and the surface of the pure white marble is carved with numerous winding upward gold-plated etchings, like a braided magic rope, passing through emerald gemstones with spiral veins.

And in the deepest part of the hall, stands an emerald gem shining with soft brilliance.

This bright gemstone has been expertly carved into a huge claw that protrudes upwards, resembling that of some kind of reptile.

A throne encircled by three jade-carved serpents sits right in the center of Scaled Claw.

What surprised Brian was that on the seat surrounded by jade snakes, there was actually a skeleton whose whole body had fallen apart.

This obviously decayed skeleton was covered in a tattered gray robe.

The moment Brian's eyes fell on it, he found that the skeleton was wriggling at a slow speed.

Then, under his gaze, the broken bones and joints automatically spliced ​​together one by one, supporting the broken gray robe.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of ancient bones, a cracked and extremely weathered skull slowly floated out of the collar of the robe strangely.

When it landed on the skull's neck perfectly, two dim soul fires suddenly appeared in the empty eye sockets.

The skeleton stared at Brian with empty eye sockets. It had no lips, and the mouth full of teeth cracked strangely with a smile, and said in a hoarse tone:

"Welcome to the city of Orem, we have been waiting for you, you can call me: Guardian and Observer of Orem, or...if you prefer...you can also call me 'Earth Prophet' Acindor .”