The local snakes in Storm Bay, who were a little skeptical at first, were even more convinced that this was a conspiracy to catch them all, a conspiracy between this magician and the people of the Hann Society. Their expressions were sinister, and they were plotting ways to escape.
Now that we have reached this level, it seems we have to give in. Maybe it would be a good way to kill the magician before he reveals his identity and thus show his loyalty to the people of the Han En Society. Even if it was later revealed that the magician was one of theirs, he could still push back and forth, venting his anger and saving his life.
Someone secretly hid the poisoned dagger in his palm, walked forward slowly, and said, "Your Majesty the Magician..."
Lin, on the other hand, swung the ship-cutting sword horizontally and threw it behind him, scaring the group of people, regardless of whether they had evil intentions in their hearts, to retreat out of the attack range of the brutal weapon. However, someone just temporarily shut down the sawing operation and put the ship-cutting knife behind his back. This position ensures that the first strike forward with the sword has the greatest power.
He remained silent because the huge sarcophagus surrounded by the men in black robes completely caught his eye. The sarcophagus does not have any unnecessary carvings, it is just a very ordinary stone box, the kind that can hold a person. But the chains and hemp ropes that tied up the sarcophagus one after another were not that simple.
We know that the core of the opponent's members are all Demon Breakers, but Demon Breakers are not a professional system that appears out of nowhere, but have their origins. It takes at least a group of strong and powerful warriors to think about how to deal with the magician, which is a very paradoxical thing in itself.
The only thing that can deal with knowledge is knowledge.
The origin of the Demon Breaker is actually the same as the astrologers in Lost Land. People who are determined to move towards magic but have no talent will choose to become astrologers. Because they had no choice but to take a different path, astrologers were born with a sense of inferiority and an antagonism towards magicians.
So what will people who have magic talents but don’t like magic groups do? Resistance within the system? Or challenge the entire system? A group of people whose research focuses on anti-magic appeared in the history of Mystery. They are the origin of the Demon Breakers, whose original name was Spellcasters.
When seeing this period of magical history, someone feels like they have seen the love and hatred between the Jedi and the Sith played out in this different world. The difference is that the opposition between magicians and conjurers is not as clear-cut as the good and evil between Jedi and Sith. They just restrain each other in skills.
If you really want to say it, the relationship between magic and anti-magic is actually quite like the relationship between firewalls and hackers. There is no one who can restrain the other, it is only a matter of who is more skilled.
However, magic is the mainstream of Lost Land after all, and the few spellcasters are even more declining. However, their research has not been lost or interrupted. The Demon Breakers actually take the scraps of the Spell Master's research and use the simplest parts to teach a few talented warriors. They can be called the Spell Master's apprentices.
The chains and hemp ropes binding the sarcophagus in front of him looked like the work of a conjurer. Because it is rare, someone started to observe something they had heard about but never seen with their own eyes without considering the occasion. At the same time, he was also thinking that according to rumors, the core members of the Han En Society were all demon breakers. Now it seems that the other party should be a higher-end existence.
Just because someone is thinking wildly doesn't mean others have to keep quiet.
In fact, from the moment a certain soldier subconsciously wanted to scratch an itch and make some noise, the intruder tried to escape, but was blocked by a mechanism stone, and everyone's loss of composure was clearly visible to the members of the Han En Society. Including the way someone tried to assassinate the magician from behind, but failed, several people noticed it.
The regretful and frightened expressions of these people naturally became the laughing stock of Han Enhui. They laughed at this group of people who overestimated their capabilities, and at the same time waited for the elders' next move.
Just like the magic ceremony, the elders who are magicians gathered around the sarcophagus and chanted ancient secret spells. The seals on the chains and hemp ropes were untied one by one, and they retreated from the sarcophagus like living creatures. As the sealed things were unlocked, the cold atmosphere in the underground palace became more intense, and the sense of oppression became heavier.
Is this... a scam?
The heads of the various organizations who were still harboring some luck suddenly remembered the rumors about the Han En Society. All the powerful enemies that were difficult to deal with were finally dealt with by their ancestor, the legendary leader of the Dark Legion Guards, Han the Rock.
Although there are characters from thousands of years ago who are still alive today, few people believe that that person is really Hann the Rock. Some low-level organizations often advertise that they are descendants of a certain hero in order to attract some good players to join. This is a normal method.
But what if it crawled out of the coffin... would it be genuine? Or fake?
Thinking of this, everyone's scalp went numb.
The elders of the Han'en Society knelt half on the ground and called out: "How great, how great, ancestors of thousands of years, praise your honorable name, protect us. Kill our enemies, be majestic, wait for my king, and open the dark moment again."
The sarcophagus lid suddenly sprayed upwards, flipped several times in the air, and fell far away, killing several unlucky Han En Society members along the way.
The hearts of everyone on the attacking side were tense. In fact, even the people in the Han En Society were startled. Normally, the person inside wouldn't show up at all without urging him a few times. Nothing like this time, as if he was impatient to get out.
A solid white cold mist spread from the coffin toward the surrounding ground, casting a shadow over the hearts of those who had never seen this scene. When a brown-spotted hand stretched out from the coffin and placed it on the edge of the coffin with a snap, everyone's hearts felt like they were about to pop out of their mouths.
Suddenly, the cold mist in the coffin bulged upwards, and then dispersed around, revealing a human figure. 'He' looks very strange, with scars left by suturing all over his body, and the color and size of each part of the body are quite obviously different, as if they were pieced together. Even 'his' face seemed to come from three different parts. Not only was it incoherent, it even had a rather weird shape.
Existences with such characteristics are not unfamiliar to people in the Lost Land. They are stitched corpses among the creations of the undead. Many people think that the Stitched Corpse is not even a 'living creature', and the gap between its strength and weakness is quite extreme. But is it possible for a stitched corpse to be powerful enough to become the legendary leader of the Guards of the Dark Legion?
Such doubts have diluted the nervousness of many people. 'Undead Creation', no matter how powerful it is, has its limits. Unlike living creatures, he has room to exercise and grow. If the stitched corpse wants to become stronger, it must find the limbs of a more powerful creature in life to replace them; of course, if it wants to become weaker, it just needs to do the opposite.
The stitched corpse in the coffin stood up and looked around. He had an impression of the people around him. They used weak limbs to replace the already damaged parts of himself, thus saving him. But why save yourself? Now that the meaning of survival has been lost.
People around him told him before that the devil was rumored to be resurrected. He didn't believe it. But the familiar aura appeared again, and he couldn't wait to confirm whether it was just a dream or something else. Following the feeling, he looked towards where the familiar aura was. He saw a human with a female appearance. It was somewhat similar to what he remembered as the master before he gave up his human appearance.
Bend your knees and kick! Even though it was an unfamiliar limb, 'he' still accurately landed in front of the human woman. The cold eyes were exactly the same as in the memory. Even before 'he' knelt down to greet him, he was kicked away.
Even so, he got up. But this time he no longer jumped, but walked forward slowly and respectfully, knelt down on one knee again, and said in the ancient language: "Your Majesty." '
"Traitor! You are begging for mercy. I don't remember you being so useless." Fen used the modern Midi Common language and cursed in a bad tone.
"Your Majesty. Corpse has never betrayed you."
"How do you explain before letting four mice touch my throne? This is not called betrayal, so what is it called betrayal!"
"Your Majesty, this is Zhi's mistake. General Black Dragon conveyed His Majesty's order to Zhi. It is suspected that a god has been resurrected in the Jingyuan area. Zhi's task is to kill the gods, and the defense of the royal city is handed over to General Black Dragon. When Zhi arrives in Jingyuan, all over the place When no trace of the old god could be found, news came that His Majesty was being attacked by four humans, and the corpse realized that he had been deceived. In order to take revenge, the corpse killed all X (10) legions and VIII (8) generals; unfortunately, he was eventually killed. IV (4) legions are besieging us, so we cannot kill all the traitors for Your Majesty."
"Drink, that sounds nice. Do you think I will believe it?" Holding the machete in his hand and holding it flat to the side, Fen was about to chop down his former subordinate who was kneeling in front of him with his head lowered.
"Wait a minute! Maybe what he said is true." Lin stopped him, but Fen glared angrily. The man who returned to his original appearance felt a chill in his tailbone and his neck shrunk.
"Tell me why."
I wanted to just shut up. But according to his knowledge, half of the words would annoy the lich even more, so Lin could only organize his words and said: "Actually, looking at the history after your death, I don't understand something. I have read it All records say that after the Demon King was defeated, the Dark Legion fell into a civil war fighting for power. Especially the fact that the Guards Legion destroyed ten Dark Legions was regarded as a major historical turning point. In the end, most of the Dark Legions destroyed each other. , and mankind benefits. If the problem is a struggle for power, then the various forces should integrate each other, rather than completely destroy each other. But if behind this incident is revenge, rather than a struggle for power, everything will fit in. "
"Excuse!" Fen yelled angrily.
But you want to believe it, don't you? This sentence was something someone was thinking in his mind but didn't say it out loud. If according to this person's past personality, when the enemy is in front of her, she doesn't use all her strength to directly kill him, then the name "Demon King Tikal" will be in vain.
But this time, someone observed that Fen was not as decisive as before. Therefore, someone boldly guessed that the former Demon King was actually hesitant about killing the man in front of him. In addition, I have a different interpretation of that period of history, so I had the previous scene.
Now, Fen crossed his arms over his chest and tapped the ground with his right toe. The sudden change caused the rest of the people in the underground palace to remain silent regardless of whether they were friends or foes. The atmosphere was eerie and inexplicable.
