Fang Plover had a strange dream.
In the dream, he saw Doliphon again, the city was burning in the sea of fire, and the cries went up to the sky. He dreamed that he had turned into a dragon, and some faces came and went in his sight, and some gradually disappeared.
Dollifen seemed to be in another place in his trance. That place was also reduced to rubble in the sea of fire, and he only remembered the way the brown-red temple spiers collapsed one by one in the flames.
He saw a silvery desert—
But sometimes it's a cold forest, and the icy wind passes through the bare trees, leaving only a piece of black frozen soil. The ancient undead hunter looked at him from afar among the trombones.
Then there was another harbor shining with silver light, with many white sails going in and out of the harbor. Fang Plover only remembered the dazzling light, circles of halo hanging down from the sky.
In the light, there seemed to be a man talking to him.
The man appeared in another scene, but Fang Piao tried his best and couldn't see clearly what he looked like - he was talking and opening and closing his mouth. There were always three figures standing behind him.
One is old, one is fat, and the other is a woman.
Finally, he saw another scene, a majestic city in the jungle, with magnificent pyramids one by one, and waterfalls hanging from the suspended islands like white water.
Countless lizardmen were crawling below, forming a long queue that stretched to the far end of the forest. In the queue, a priest in gorgeous clothes was walking up the steps step by step apart from the crowd.
It raised its head and asked in an old voice: "Have you decided, my god?"
Then all dreams fell into pieces.
They fell one after another into a boundless dark world below.
Fang Yu felt that he and the fragments were falling endlessly, and even his thoughts became lengthy, and he was in a state of confusion. He only vaguely remembered some of the things that had happened before, but he was at a loss as to why he had ended up in such a place.
Is he dead?
But after death, shouldn’t we go to the temple of Amaya?
It also took him a long time to recall Ms. Amaya's name.
Then he heard a long, long voice coming from the horizon, seemingly calling someone's name.
"Brother Ed?"
"Brother Ed..."
It took Fang Yu about a quarter of an hour to recall that it was his name.
And he is not a dragon either. He is a chosen one who sneaked into this world from the earth. Almost a year has passed so far. He even formed his own adventure group.
He did go to Dorifin and experienced many things.
When he thought of this, Fang Yu finally came to his senses - a narrow light separated the dark world. His eyelids trembled and he felt a faint light coming in from outside.
Just like a baby, the first thing a square plover does is to naturally open its eyes to find the source of light.
The light penetrated into his eyelids, causing him to close them again and slowly open them again. Then he saw clearly that the faint light emitting in front of him was an illumination crystal - and it was being held in the hands of Miss Naturalist.
The latter's eyes were red, as if he had just cried, and he was looking at him with concern.
"Jita?"
As soon as Fang Yu opened his mouth, he felt that his throat was as dry as a crack, and his voice was hoarse and dry.
He felt a burning pain in his throat and couldn't help but swallow. "Is there water?" he asked, his mind still groggy and wondering where this place was.
Ji looked a little strange, looking uneasy and embarrassed. She shook her head with red eyes.
But Fang Yu hadn't reacted yet, he was just wondering if this was Amaya's temple, or somewhere else? Is he dead? Jita really died with him?
But then, he was stunned——
Because Fang Yu tilted his head and glanced at the familiar scenes around him. It was still the gloomy underground cave, surrounded by dark crystals. The altar not far away was still in the same place, and even the skeleton on the altar had not moved at all.
But the dragon-slaying sword was missing.
Not dead? What about the Black Knight?
While he was thinking, a voice came from the side: "You are indeed not dead. What kind of power is this? Let me think about it-" The voice made a rattling noise, like two bones rubbing together.
Fang Yu had never heard such an unpleasant sound. He turned around and saw a hand grabbing his cheek from the front and shaking it from side to side. Only then did Fang Plover see clearly that it was actually a bone hand.
The owner of the bone hand - actually a skull - is wearing a black velvet robe, covering his skinny body under the wide robe; it pulls up the hood, and under the hood, there is clearly a gray and white face. skeletal face.
There was only a red flame, like a will-o'-the-wisp, swaying in the two dark eyes of the skull.
Then it looked Fang Plover up and down carefully.
And Fang Plover also saw it clearly. Behind Jita, who was kneeling next to him, the black knight was standing solemnly, putting the sword in his hand on the little girl's neck, motionless.
The skull looked at him for a while - a trace of curiosity flashed in the red flames in its eyes. It retracted its hand, took a step back and stood not far from Fang Plover. Although it may be a little strange to say this, Fang Plover did notice the 'curiosity' displayed by the skull at that moment.
He saw the staff in the opponent's other hand and the purple crystal on the head of the staff, and suddenly understood what the skull was.
A lich.
It is difficult for mortals to withstand the erosion of magic power, so magic technology and various related professions have been developed.
But in ancient times, there were still some warlocks who risked their lives to learn the spells of fairies, elves and dragons. They discovered a way to allow their bodies to withstand the power of aetheric magic, by abandoning their fragile mortal bodies and transforming themselves into undead.
Necromancers are probably one of the most peculiar schools of thought in Etalia's era. The ultimate goal of those who practice necromancy is probably to be like the skull in front of them, and eventually transform themselves into vampires or lichs.
These ancient warlocks did indeed acquire magical abilities, and they did not even need to resort to the power of magic furnaces and alchemy.
But they also paid a price. Since the body of the undead only has the adaptability of dark magic, after being baptized by dark magic for a long time, and being a collection of negative consciousness, most of them fall into madness, lose their original intention, and become evil and cunning.
Most of them eventually become nothing more than monsters.
But there are indeed some lichs in this world, and because they are immortal, some of them are even quite ancient. Fang Yu was not sure whether the skull in front of him was that kind of old monster, but he at least knew one thing - this thing was definitely not something he could handle.
The threshold for transforming into a lich is to have a character level of forty, and after transformation, the power will be further increased. In other words, even the 'newcomers' among the lichs are at least close to the strength of the second world.
There is actually a lich in this place.
If he had known that there was a lich under this castle, Fang Plover would not have come to this place even if he killed him. It would have been easy for the other party to detect the intruders or catch them.
Fang Yu was not sure whether the vampire he met before was controlled by the other party, but the other party definitely had this ability. Just look at the motionless black knight next to Kita and you will understand.
He is now fully awake and has recalled what happened before he fell into coma. It was this black knight that left him and Jita helpless before. Even the proud efreet was not worth mentioning in front of the other party.
But what was a little strange was that the other party didn't kill him and Jita - he had never heard of lichs having this habit - although these undead creatures were once humans during their lifetime, after their transformation, they have mostly become like monsters. No different.
The undead have an innate hatred for the living, and the same goes for lichs. Moreover, they retain the wisdom of humans during their lifetime, and can even be said to be more dangerous. If a lich appears in any area, the army can be used to destroy it.
Otherwise, it is not impossible for it to evolve into a small-scale undead disaster.
About fifty years ago in the Oshur Empire, a lich from Eshorin's era and his undead army once swept through half of the empire's provinces, almost causing a catastrophe.
After that, various countries began to pay attention to these undead creatures.
Just as these thoughts were swirling in Fang Yu's mind, the 'skull' suddenly spoke: "Who are you?"
who I am?
Fang Yu felt that the other party's question was very philosophical. But what makes him even more strange is, why does a lich care about his identity? Just like if you want to crush an ant to death, do you need to ask the ant its name?
Seriously, this place is full of weirdness, and one more strange lich doesn't seem to make any difference.
Not to mention those strange figures before, this altar and the dragon-slaying sword are equally strange. The head of the five dragon-slaying swords forged by the goblins back then, Dragon-Slaying Moya has long been missing in the records, but it was actually broken at this place and was still inserted into the chest of a dead body.
What exactly happened underground in the Elmao Castle is really doubtful.
Fang Yu tried to move his hands and feet, but couldn't move. The system reminded him that he was in a state of paralysis, which must be the work of the lich. They had many necromancy spells that could achieve this effect.
Then he saw the reason for his survival in the system - in the battle record, there was a 'Catrillan's Word of the Stars' in effect, and foreseeing death allowed him to avoid disaster.
Of course, now it seems that it is almost the same whether he has escaped or not.
The 'skull' stretched out a knuckle and pointed at him, and his voice suddenly became sharp. "Don't think that I don't know if you don't speak."
"You have the stench of those lizard people on your body. They have some mysterious powers. It is not strange for you to foresee death."
It turned around twice with its hands behind its back, which seemed to be a habit left over from its lifetime.
Then the 'skull' stared at Fang Plover with blood-red eyes exuding malice. "Human, how did you get into this place?"
Fang Plover paid attention to some details of the lich, and suddenly realized that the other person might have just transformed into a lich, and it still maintained some of the habits it had in life. Of course, he was not willing to just sit back and wait for death. While thinking about how to get Jita out, he replied:
"Of course that's how you got in, otherwise how could you get in?"
"Don't lie to me." 'Skull' smiled sternly: "You don't have the blood of the Logosl family in your body, how could you enter this place? Who are you, a human being?"
Fang Plover's heart trembled.
This lich actually knows the relationship between the Rogelsl family and this castle. Who is the other party? Or was it originally the owner of this castle? Was it just something that went wrong when transforming into a lich that made Elmao Castle what it is now?
But when he and Sylvide checked the information before, they had never heard that any of the previous owners of Elmao Castle had learned magic. Not to mention magicians, there are not even a few alchemists.
However, it cannot be ruled out that the other party deliberately concealed the truth. After all, no one would publicly disclose that they were learning necromancy.
But Fang Yu was also a little strange. If the other party has been in this castle all the time, doesn't it know that the cat lady named Delise can take people into the underground?
Speaking of which, he noticed that both Delise and Miss Tata had gone somewhere unknown, and no one responded to his calls in his heart, only a faint throbbing came from the bottom of his heart.
He only vaguely felt that it was the reaction of the dark dragon soul in pregnancy. It had been like this since it came into contact with the dragon-slaying sword before.
Fang Yu couldn't help but glance at Jita not far away. After Miss Naturalist saw him waking up, she was obviously not so scared, and she was holding her magic book tightly in her hand.
I don't know if it was due to self-confidence or looking down on this inconspicuous little girl, but the 'skull' actually confiscated her weapons.
"Human," the 'skull' looked a little annoyed because he had never answered it directly. "Don't think that I dare not kill you before I figure out the truth, but I can do it from your companions."
"This little girl cared about you very much before." It made a gurgling sound with its upper and lower jaws clashing: "If you delay for any longer, I will cut off one of her hands."
Jita turned pale with fright.
Fang Yu knew that this guy could do what he said. After all, it had no human feelings. He thought for a moment and then replied: "The reason is actually very simple, because I am the heir of the Logosl family."
Of course he told a lie in order to bet on whether the other party was related to the Rogersle family. However, he is not completely talking nonsense. In a sense, he is indeed the only blood successor of the Logosl family at the moment.
At least it was Rocklen-Rogelsl who gave him this power.
But I didn't expect that the 'skull' heard his words and suddenly sneered: "Nonsense, you are a Holy Chosen One, how can you be the blood heir of the Logosl family?"
It pointed the staff in its hand at Jieta. "Looks like I need to teach you a lesson."
Fang Yu was a little speechless and secretly cursed that he was a retard. I didn't expect there to be such an obvious flaw here - yes, he is obviously a selector, how could he be the successor of the Logosl family.
However, the selector often ignores the difference between his identity and the aboriginal people. It is not an accident that he makes this mistake. In addition, Fang Plover really didn't expect that this 'skull' would actually know the concept of the Chosen One.
But the other party's words completely confirmed Fang Yu's guess. Then he hurriedly shouted: "Wait, I didn't lie to you."
The 'skull' stopped, as if he wanted to see how he planned to round off this lie that was full of loopholes. However, it did not take back the staff. Obviously, as long as Fang Plover said something that dissatisfied it, Jita would probably suffer for it.
"Does your Excellency know Roquelen-Rogelsl?" Fang Pliong asked in a low voice.
"Who is that?" 'Skull' asked with a red light in his eyes.
It is not surprising that the other party does not know the Archon of Dolifen. After all, Elmau Castle had been abandoned more than a hundred years ago, before Roquelen Rogosl was even born.
But Fang Pliance immediately asked: "That was the last head of the Rogelsle family. His father was from Maryland, the son of Nighthawk - his grandfather was Dantès, who once served as consul in Agnes."
"Dantans-" 'Skull' finally reacted when he heard the name: "That boy actually got married. I thought no woman would fall in love with him."
It looked at the square plover. "But what does this have to do with you? Don't try to get away with it." 'Skull' said while shaking the staff on Jita's head.
The naturalist lady was so frightened that she trembled.
Fang Yu couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but said: "Is it interesting to scare a little girl? You can be said to have been a great warlock."
The 'Skull' was silent for a moment, probably somewhat satisfied with Fang Plover's statement - indeed, necromancers who can transform themselves into lichs are mostly outstanding warlocks. The threshold of level 40 is a level that is out of reach not only for the aborigines, but also for many of the chosen ones.
When Miss Scarpet and Captain Quirod left Etalia, they were only around level 30.
It then took back the staff and asked: "You said that Roquelen was the last head of the Logosl family. Could it be that the Logosl family no longer exists? How is this possible? That is the oldest one on the Baozhang Coast. , one of the most prestigious families.”
Fang Yu always felt that the 'skull' sounded a little disapproving when he said the words 'the oldest and the most famous'.
But if this 'skull' asked him this question before Dolifen and his party, he might not be able to answer it. But after that, since he obtained that strange inheritance, he also went to investigate the relevant information.
Therefore, regarding the history of the decline and decline of the Logosl family, we really know some unknown and secretive history.
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