End of the Magic Era

Lin Yun, under the protection of Demon Spring Medicine, went forward almost a hundred meters, finally found a stone tablet mentioned in the note, the tablet is not very magnificent, but the inscription above is written in Nathan.

“It turns out it's the Nathan script...” Looking at the inscription on the tablet, Lin Yunto was somewhat surprised.

If it is a newly built mausoleum, these Nasser scripts are still nothing. After all, Nasser scripts have been patented by magicians for centuries, but they have become more popular, at least among magicians. Generally, the stronger than the Wizard will have some research into the Nasser script.

But don't forget, this mausoleum is from the third dynasty...

In the third dynasty, only the members of the royal family can master the Nasser script. It is a dynasty whose blood determines everything. Different bloodlines, the hierarchy is very strict. The wizards without the royal family members, however powerful and extraordinary, will not be given the opportunity to learn the Nasser script. If they study privately, there is only one result after being discovered, they will be executed immediately.

“It turns out that he is a member of the royal family of the third dynasty...”

After a brief surprise, Lin Yun's gaze fell on the tablet again.

Although the inscription above is written in Nathan, it is far from the magic knowledge that Lin Yun normally touches. Therefore, it took Lin Yun less than 10 minutes to translate these inscriptions in Nathan, 1510.

From the inscription on the stone tablet, it should be a prince buried here, the age of life, should be the early days of the third dynasty, because in this inscription, several grammars carry the early usage habits of the third dynasty, it is with this that Lin Yun judged the approximate time...

“Strange...” After reading the inscription from beginning to end, Lin Yun's face gradually appeared a little confused.

It is said that ordinary inscriptions will review the life of the mausoleum owner, even if it may not necessarily be very detailed, but some important experiences will definitely be presented, but the inscriptions on this tablet in front of us do not mention the life of the prince, as if the life of the prince was just a blank.

However, after ascertaining the identity of the mausoleum owner, Lin Yun also came to understand, no wonder the other temple in Poison Mist Canyon hid such amazing wealth.

Because the Third Dynasty is a Hyperon god of war and power.

Among the myths and legends of the Northender world, the Hyperon God was one of the first two giant dragons to be born in the world. It was in charge of war and power. Those who received the attention of the Hyperon God will be invincible. The favorite sacrifice of the Hyperon God is wealth. Whether it is golden gold or bright crystalline gemstone, it will make the Hyperon God happy. The amount of favors a believer can receive depends entirely on how much wealth he has sacrificed.

A prince offers the temple of the god of Hebron, whose accumulated wealth can naturally only be described in innumerable numbers.

Thinking about this, Lin Yun naturally expects more from this underground mausoleum.

You know, the third dynasty is famous for its martyrdom. Even when civilians die, they bury their life savings in loess, not to mention the royal family members. Every royal family member's mausoleum can be described as a huge treasure.

At the height of the magical civilization, I don't know how many powerful magicians rely on the tomb digger, even if it is just a side branch of the royal family, the treasure in the mausoleum is enough to make a magical master wealthy overnight. It was an era of madness, almost all scenes underground in the third dynasty of the members of the royal family, did not escape the horrifying aftermath of the living, from the emperor to the prince, from the duke to the baron, in this way, people completed an archaeological study of the third dynasty lineage.

It was a time of madness, and a time of overnight affluence, when the magicians began to take stock of the harvest and found that the members of the Third Dynasty, almost half of the wealth of the Northender world, had been buried underground.

After reading the inscriptions on the tablet, Lin Yun began to make various markings in the belly of the mountain.

Every mausoleum of the members of the third dynasty has a fixed specification, which may be an unknown secret for the people of today, but for the forest cloud from the last generation, there is naturally no secret.

No way, the tomb diggers at the height of the magical civilization, almost all the tombs of the members of the third dynasty, what kind of mausoleum they build in what capacity, what kind of mausoleum they use, these secrets have long been summarized into a specialized discipline and become a necessary knowledge for every magician.

Although Lin Yun has not studied this knowledge specifically, in that empty and decaying library, I do not know how many explanations have been read about it. Even if I close my eyes now, I can deduce how a mausoleum of a prince should be built.

All Lin Yun needs to do now is mark the location of the graveyards in the mountain belly.

“This should be the main tomb room, don't move for now...”

If it is just a general mausoleum, of course, priority is given to excavating the main tomb room, because the main tomb room must be the place where the mausoleum owner sleeps for a long time, where the martyrdom must also be the most precious of the entire mausoleum.

But what will now be excavated is the tomb of a third dynasty prince...

Lin Yun remembers very clearly. In addition to the magic of the third dynasty, the members of the royal family are mostly familiar with blood spells. That is the power brought in by their blood. The more straight-line the blood, the stronger the power of spells will be. After their death, this power will remain as long as a ghost. The tomb diggers during the peak of the magical civilization do not know how many fall under this power.

Lin Yun is not sure against this blood spell...

“Let's start outside the mausoleum...”

Lin Yun chose to the right, and decided to start with the periphery of the mausoleum. Generally speaking, there will be no martyrs on the periphery of the mausoleum, but the corresponding, there will be no danger. Lin Yun now opens up the periphery of the mausoleum, more actually preparing himself for a retreat path.

There is no other way. There are only ten bottles of Demon Springs in the pocket. Taking into account the consumption, Lin Yun will not be able to stay for more than 40 minutes. Even if Lin Yun is allowed into the main tomb room, he will not have much to gain.

Instead of traveling in vain, prepare yourself a way back...

If there is any danger in the future, it can also be retreated in a timely manner through this retreat path.

As for the harvest or something, there's really no rush...

We had a deal with Thors, but three months, three months, was enough to dig the prince out.

After making the decision, Lin Yun quickly started.

To be honest, the archmage has mastered the existence of powerful magical powers. It is really too simple to do the digging of the tomb. Lin Yun didn't even have his own hands. He just hastily and quickly withdrew a few spells, and several rock puppets were summoned out. This element creature with slow physical rigidity has little help in the battle except as a shelter, but it is a really good hand to dig the tomb.

The rock puppet moves very slowly...

But the strength is immense, and you never know about fatigue. The only thing Lin Yun needs to do is add a magic blade to every rock puppet, so that they can grow a sharp magic weapon on their hands and feet. With the help of these magic weapons, several rock puppets quickly opened a path to the mausoleum in the hills...

A cloudy cold wind blew out of the passage, even Lin Yun couldn't hold a creepy. At that moment, Lin Yun seemed to hear a terrible scream, as if he saw a grievance spirit rushing out of the passage, and the whole mountain belly seemed to be filled with a shady smell.

“Pretending to haunt!” Fortunately, Lin Yun was already ready, and a long-prepared luminous technique was released violently.

Between moments, the entire belly of the mountain was illuminated by dazzling rays of light, and the originally gloomy breath was swept away in an instant.

After all this, Lin Yun took a long breath.

Lin Yun knows that this is the power of blood spell. The mausoleum of members of every third dynasty dynasty is protected by this power. It now affects Lin Yun. It is only a tiny leak in the mausoleum. Only after going deep into the mausoleum can we truly feel the horror of this power.

After a luminous technique dispersed the sudden and gloomy scent, Lin Yun did not stop the spell singing, continuous spells spit out of the mouth of Lin Yun, feathering technique, acceleration technique, continuously thrown on several rock puppets, after which, a witch's vision released, let the rock puppet's field of view temporarily connect with himself.

Lin Yun then gave orders to several rock puppets to go on.

Several rock puppets continuously walked into the corridor and, with the floating effect of feathering, steadily landed on the outskirts of the mausoleum.

There are five rock puppets summoned by Lin Yun. After entering the perimeter of the mausoleum, they are not side-by-side. Instead, they are dispersed under the orders of Lin Yun. Each rock puppet explores one direction, and with the sharing of field of view brought by the witch's vision, Lin Yun can understand the entire perimeter of the mausoleum in a very short time.

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I suddenly realized that I had forgotten to roll this morning. It was unforgivable! At night this is even more, I'm going to double back! Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll!!!