The moment he passed through the door of space, he felt like water passing through, and a cold touch ran through his whole body.
However, I know that it is not "water surface".
That is a person’s natural reflex when facing a crisis——
The silvery and calm surface of the Space Gate contains violent power, sharp enough to make the skin feel the danger of destruction and make the hairs stand on end.
This is, space.
The highest achievement pursued by countless magicians, the legendary last form of natural magic that no one can master.
Space magic.
And behind the door is a glorious world.
Or rather, the palace.
The tall and thick pillars are made of the same material as the surface, and are inlaid with dark blue crystals arranged vertically in zigzag lines, like transportation pipes.
Then, set foot on the ground.
Marble slabs with golden patterns are spread densely on the ground, as if light is flowing. However, the only drawback is that the blue crystals originally used as embellishments have long been broken, adding a sense of desolation to the glorious hall in front of you.
"...This is really gorgeous." I said with a slight twitch in the corner of my eye.
"Indeed, the people who built these things... are probably really rich." Nolan Lusi squatted on the ground, biting her thumbnail gently and said, "What are those blue things?"
"If you can't recognize it, then there's probably no one here who can." I sighed and said.
Nolan Lusi raised her head and thought for a moment, then nodded.
"really."
"But what is the purpose of this room?" Looking around, I asked a little strangely, "Although it is a rather gorgeous hall, there are no facilities."
"Just because you can't see it doesn't mean there's nothing." Nolan Lusi stood up, looking a little reluctant, "Just like your quick-charging magic circle - although it's invisible, it's It is a real weapon of destruction.”
"Is it also a structure that was buried in advance?" I widened my eyes and used detection magic to find a way to open all the facilities here.
It's just that... it's invalid.
I still can't see anything.
"Don't think about it." Nolan Lusi sighed, "This is much more advanced than your quick-charging magic circle. This thing has an identification system. It cannot be opened without the corresponding cipher text."
"I thought it would fill up my knowledge base." I smiled, but I wasn't particularly disappointed.
Nolan Lusi walked forward with his hands folded and said, "This is indeed a very partial spell-casting skill. I will teach you space magic together with it later."
I was a little surprised, but Nolan Lusi said these words very naturally, as if what he said was not a big deal.
"Here, the battle has passed." Nolan Lusi stood in front of the broken ground and was silent for a long time. Then the dark particles condensed in an instant, forming a familiar long sword.
She tilted her head and looked at it for a while, then swung her sword casually.
Zheng——
The metal-like muffled sound made the ground tremble slightly, and the marble-like stone slab instantly shattered, revealing the inner layer of alloy underneath.
After I got closer, I looked at the ground.
"The attack comes from the legend." The long sword reduced to particles and dissipated in the air, and continued to walk through the wide hall like a walk.
——That's a slash.
However, unlike Nolan Lesi's casual slash, the sword marks not only shattered the ground, but also split the underground alloy cushion, leaving a terrifying crack.
"Sword Master?" I chased after him and asked with some confusion.
"I'm not good at swordsmanship." Nolan Lusi said helplessly, "Although I am the Demon King, I still focus on magic as my main training direction, so if you ask me, I can only say that the effects of this kind of slashing The damage has exceeded the ninth level."
"After all...the material on the inner layer of the ground is already consistent with the surface of the judicial organ."
I nodded and continued to look around.
There were not many traces of the battle, or it could be said that there was no resistance.
This situation occurred probably because of the sudden attack.
Of course, the most important thing for this situation to occur is the strength of the attacker.
"Are they all killed in one hit?" I murmured.
Nolan Lusi raised her head slightly, thought for a while, and then sighed.
"Even if there is a legend sitting here, there is nothing that can be done to stop it."
"The power of legend." I don't know why I am a little irritated, but legend is as hazy to me as peeking through frosted glass.
"There is no soul." Cebolos' words brought me back to reality, and I suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Villier nodded and said: "It's not just souls. If it was a one-hit kill, there would be corpses left here anyway. Now, except for the traces of battle on the ground, the corpses that should have been there are not there."
"Maybe the victorious party came to collect the corpses after the battle." I smiled, comforting myself for a moment of panic.
Cebolos tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said: "It seems to make sense... It is possible that after being recycled by the local area, it could not be activated and was discarded."
Nolan Lusi did not participate in our discussion, but walked ahead minding his own business.
Finally, she stopped in front of a door.
"The supply of magic power...has not stopped." Nolan Lusi narrowed her eyes slightly.
No stop supply? !
When I heard Nolan Lesi's conclusion, I sobbed reflexively, but the mental power that spread instantly told me that this place was still empty and there was no fluctuation of magic power.
Probably seeing the reason for my daze, Nolan Lusi turned his head slightly and glanced at me and said, "Aren't you curious... If there is no magic power, where does the light here come from?"
Without waiting for my answer, she took two clean steps forward, and the door to the hall opened in response.
"Look, the door's response is quite sensitive."
Although Nolan Lusi said this in a relaxed tone, what I just saw still gave me a chill.
A legacy from ancient times that continues to operate even now.
"Can it run automatically? Or... someone is controlling it."
"Gods can't live that long." Cebolos said helplessly, "It would be better to say that the ones who live the longest are our civil servants in hell."
"For them, death only means two outcomes."
"Being tired of work, and then thrown into reincarnation, or - the soul is gone."
