Arcane Journey

Lost Lady Shar is finally gone.

Looking at the back figure that disappeared into the shadows, Brian unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, what he just faced was one of the oldest and evil gods in the kingdom of heaven. If he said that he was not afraid in his heart, it would be a lie.

Thinking back to Miss Lost's words, Brian's heart can be said to be full of puzzlement.

The other party just asked him to make a deal with her. As for what the deal was, Shar didn't say a word, but just watched him coldly, as if he would kill him on the spot as soon as he dared to shake his head.

In this case, what else could Brian do, he could only bite the bullet and agree.

Then Shar left a sentence of "this matter, I will come to you in person" and disappeared.

Only Brian stood there with a bewildered expression, a little at a loss.

"Forget it, it's a blessing, not a curse. It's a disaster that can't be avoided." Brian comforted himself, and then began to get busy with the business that he needed to do most right now.

However, what surprised him was that with the departure of the Lost Lady Shar, he suddenly discovered that the oppressive feeling brought by the deep shadows of the Shadow Coast disappeared just like that, even without the restrictions of the magic net. Yes, so that he can easily use all kinds of magic.

"It seems that Miss Lost's plan has failed, and it is a foregone conclusion." Brian thought, "Or, her series of plans against the goddess of magic, on the surface, seem to be to replace the magic net with the shadow magic net, but secretly want to Look for the one who is beyond fate."

It's just that Brian has no idea who this person is.

This also made him faintly realize that the deal between the Lost Lady Shar and him may be related to this person who is beyond fate.

No longer wasting time, and without the restriction of the Shadow Demon Net, Brian used the teleportation spell to instantly lock onto the location where Hajhorner held the ceremony, and he came here in the blink of an eye.

On the Shadow Coast surrounded by black mist, Brian saw the golden beech tree representing the Nether Scroll standing alone under a surging purple sky, oppressive dark clouds rolled in, and crackling lightning flashed from time to time.

A group of figures in black robes stood in a nearby circular magic circle, performing some obscure dark rituals.

The withered and blackened leaves that had fallen one by one from the golden beech that represented the Nether scrolls have now been sewn into a series of off-white scrolls as an offering for this ritual.

The master of this ceremony, Hajhorner, uttered some high-spirited spells in his mouth.

With the fall of his last syllable, Brian clearly felt that the whole earth trembled slightly like the pulse of the human body.

"Who is it?" Suddenly, at the most critical moment in the ceremony, Hajhorner finally noticed the existence of Brian.

When he raised his head vigilantly and looked at Brian floating in mid-air, his expression suddenly became bigger, and he said in disbelief, "Impossible, what's going on, you can't cast magic in the goddess's domain, what is this? what happened."

"Because your goddess has abandoned you." Brian stood facing the wind, and took the initiative to greet Hajhorner, "Long time no see, the defected Hand of the High King, I didn't expect that even if you put yourself under the command of the Lost Lady, you would still get rid of it." Without your own destiny, you at this moment are abandoned here like a stray dog."

What made him feel more at ease was that the elder Mokui and Felin Mokui who were guarding here had all run away, which meant that Brenas and his father, the High King, had already set off towards Felin Mokui's lair. went.

In this case, he needs to solve the troubles here as soon as possible, and catch up with Breners and others.

"It's impossible, why can't I feel any response from the goddess." Hajhorner hadn't come out of the shadow of the lost lady, and still murmured in disbelief:
"Miss Lost promised me that as long as I complete this ceremony, I will control a part of the Shadow Demon Network. The goddess cannot abandon me, and I will succeed soon."

As soon as the voice fell, Hajhorner immediately sensed that the circular magic circle he had arranged seemed to be short-circuited, and the obscure runes dimmed one after another, and finally completely transformed the surrounding into darkness. And he also suffered backlash immediately, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground dejectedly.

Seeing this situation, Brian immediately understood that it must be that Miss Lost had voluntarily given up the ceremony here.

With a solemn expression, he took out a fragment that symbolized the priesthood of shadow that he had obtained from the ghost prince Rivaran, and threw it high into the sky.

In an instant, this fragment containing divine energy turned into a huge vortex, frantically devouring all the shadow energy and darkness around it.

In just a moment, the entire Sea of ​​Shadows was exposed to the scorching sun, and the crazy-looking Hajhorner and his subordinates also turned into shriveled corpses as the vortex swallowed them madly. Under the light, the ashes disappeared.

After the enemy was wiped out so easily, Brian didn't show any relief.

He turned to look at the golden beech wood that had been infiltrated by shadow energy.

Even though all the shadow energy around him has been completely absorbed by him, the particularity of the Resistant Scroll has retained this death energy with the power of withering and corruption, making it obvious that this gleaming golden beech wood , is withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I knew how this other complete set of Nether scrolls could be obtained so easily. In the final analysis, I was just deceiving myself and others."

Looking at the Nether scroll, which was only a matter of time before its destruction, Brian sighed.

At the same time, he also understood why the elves of Myth Draenor insisted on stealing this set of scrolls.

The elves are not greedy for the power in the scroll, but are worried that someone will master this terrible power and bring unimaginable disasters to the world.

After all, this set of golden scrolls was originally prepared by Jaeger, the ancient god of death, to target the elves' ears.

However, the elves abused legendary spells in the civil war thousands of years ago, and some of them even had multiverse-level interference power, blowing up craters that hadn't grown a blade of grass for thousands of years, and even Pangaea was torn apart by the elves' magic.

And now that the elves finally got rid of the civil war and completely entered the sage mode, how could they be interested in the extremely powerful magic recorded in this set of golden scrolls?
The elves were not interested, but their Netherese human students were very interested.

A human apprentice who was studying in the kingdom of elves, after hearing this rumor, began to secretly dig the grave of the elves in the rumors, and finally dug out this golden scroll, which was the source of all disasters.

This is also the fundamental reason why the elf stole another set of Nairir scrolls, not only did not learn the magic knowledge inside, but instead sealed it in the form of golden beech wood.

Then, Brian contacted the ghost of the golden dragon Paralandax through his mind, and said to him:
"Although the Lost Lady has canceled the plan against the magic net, the remaining power that can corrode the color-resistant scroll cannot be underestimated. Next, we will see what effect the Amanat Holy Grail can play."

"Boy, don't worry, it's all on me." Golden Dragon Paralandax said to Brian with a stinky face, "After all, I have waited for thousands of years just to complete this mission , Now that the opportunity has come, I should also return to the embrace of the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut."

"Go all the way, thank you for your company on this trip." Brian said sincerely to Golden Dragon Ghost with some reluctance in his heart.

"You're welcome, if you really want to thank me, just send me a word before I leave." Golden Dragon Paralandasque showed a hearty smile, "It can be regarded as a friend."

"Life is as splendid as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves."

Bryan whispered the last words to Paralandax.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the other party's ghost, wrapped in a holy grail shining with golden divinity, submerged in the golden beech wood that was constantly corroded by shadows.

For a moment.

Brian seemed to see two powerful energies, one gold and one dark, and they were fighting wildly and fiercely. It wasn't until the golden light completely engulfed the darkness that his hanging heart finally fell down.

And the golden beech, which symbolizes the Nether scroll, was also quietly destroyed under the confrontation of these two forces, and turned into a palm-sized golden lump, which fell on the soft sand.

Brian walked over with a heavy expression, and carefully put away the golden mass.

Although this set of scrolls was destroyed, its essence has not changed.

Because it is crafted from the skin of the Cosmos Serpent, it is immune to all magical effects, including Disintegrate and other damaging magic.

Even if they could be hammered into an unrecognizable heap, which has happened many times in Netherzer history.In the end, the magic of the scroll will also reassemble the lost fragments of itself.

Years later, recovery is not impossible.

Then, Brian didn't waste any more time. Just as he was about to leave for the lair of the Felin Mokui, a dragon's roar that resounded throughout the Sea of ​​Shadows instantly attracted his attention. (end of this chapter)