End of the Magic Era
Chapter 69 End of the Corridor
The entire mausoleum was like a huge palace, five rock puppets with acceleration, searched the perimeter of the mausoleum for 10 minutes, and only explored a small area. As Lin Yun thought, there was nothing to harvest and nothing dangerous. The perimeter of the whole mausoleum, apart from all the obviously third dynasty buildings, had little to note.
After drinking another bottle of Demon Springs medicine, Lin Yun estimated the summoning time of the rock puppet, and could support it for almost two or three minutes. Lin Yun thought about it, decided to interrupt the witch's vision guide, and walked into the mausoleum himself. Anyway, after the rock puppet exploration, it was already certain that there should be no danger at the other end of the channel...
However, at this time, the horizons of one of the rock puppets suddenly changed.
“What's going on!” The view of the rock puppet turned very suddenly. A moment ago, it was an empty and lonely building, but a moment later, it turned into a garden, and at first glance, it was a lush bird-language floral scene.
Lin Yunton frowned...
The vision of the five rock puppets, Lin Yun has never relaxed, he has been staring at it with his full spirit, but even Lin Yun did not see what happened in that moment, why the scenery in the field of vision suddenly changed between blinks.
Did it trigger some kind of space trap?
It seems unlikely, if it is a real space trap, the triggering moment, there will inevitably be some distortion in the surrounding space. No matter how slight this distortion, Lin Yun has that confidence, and will certainly not escape his own eyes.
But if it weren't for the space trap and what is it, a rock puppet of this size would have switched places under his own eyes, and he would have switched to such a strange place...
You know, the whole underground mausoleum is covered by the blood spell power of the prince. Just a hint of leakage in the passage almost caused the great master like Lin Yun to hallucinate. Now that the rock puppet is in the underground mausoleum, the power of blood spell is ten times more powerful than the leakage of a hint...
How is it possible to have a lush garden under the influence of so much death energy?
Wait, the power of death...
Lin Yun's mind suddenly flashed through an era. This place, is it not the legendary garden of death?
The name of the Garden of Death was also seen by Lin Yun in the notes of a Sovereign Sovereign. The name of the Sovereign Sovereign Sovereign was Sandru. Throughout the peak period of magical civilization, there were only three horrors that conquered the surface of the Sovereign Sovereign, so few people dared to call his name directly in that era. Almost everyone referred to him as the Sovereign Sovereign Sovereign.
In the note of the Dead Sovereign, he once mentioned that when he was young, he had misled into a garden of death, and thus embarked on the path of the Dead Sovereign. Unfortunately, the Dead Sovereign did not describe the Garden of Death in detail. However, in his note, he mentioned that the Garden of Dead Sovereign is a treasure trove left to the living by the dead, where there are endless opportunities and dangers...
I can't help it. Most of the notes left by the Sovereign of the Dead are from his own magic study. There are only a few words about the content of the Garden of the Dead.
Later, however, the note fell into the hands of other magicians. After a few turns, it was put into the empty and decaying library before the magic ran out. By the time Lin Yun saw it, the note had been filled with the hearts and notes left by many magicians.
Among them, speculation about the Garden of the Dead.
Several magicians of different ages believe that the Garden of the Dead should have been provoked by immense forces of death. It is in itself between falsehood and reality. It can also be described as an illusion. Not only are there all kinds of dangers, but there are also a variety of precious resources.
When Lin Yun was reading this note, he actually brought a little hunting psychology. After reading it, he didn't really care about it.
But now, the view of the rock puppet suddenly changed, but then Lin Yun remembered the note.
If that place is really the Garden of the Dead...
Thinking of this, Lin Yun hurriedly looked at the view of the rock puppet, but his eyes just moved and his face suddenly caught on, and he couldn't help but smile a little bit.
Because Lin Yun found that he had lost touch with all the rock puppets.
Not just the one that entered the Garden of the Dead, but all the rock puppets.
In a moment, Lin Yun knew that this was because the time for summoning had passed.
Looks like those who want to explore the Garden of the Dead will have to go down there and see for themselves.
Fortunately, after the dividing exploration of the five rock puppets, Lin Yun is almost certain, there should be no danger outside the mausoleum, the only thing to pay attention to is the Garden of the Dead, but that kind of evil gate between the faiths, can not be measured by common sense at all, what is the situation, only one can know it by going down there in person.
After deciding on the idea, Lin Yun sang a few spells in low voice, acceleration and feathering light flashed past, but this time, Lin Yun did not jump directly into the passage, but spent less magic, solidified a vine spreading technique at the entrance of the passage, vine spreading technique such as low-level magic, in fact, there was little fighting power, a few different use occasions, which is probably to pull Fario out of the swamp, like the nine-level magician in the original Viper's Nest.
This vine spreading technique of Lin Yun curing is almost the same purpose, only to replace the person to be pulled out with Lin Yun himself.
In case of any danger below, Lin Yun gave an order. This vine cured at the entrance of the passage will reach into the mausoleum and easily drag Lin Yun out of danger.
After doing all this, Lin Yun jumped slightly, and through the floating force brought by the feathering technique, he landed gently on the land outside the mausoleum...
As soon as his feet stepped on the ground, Lin Yun felt that the blood spell power here far exceeded that of the previous leak, almost at the same time as Lin Yun landed, the power of this blood spell invaded, suddenly a strange scene appeared in front of him, dozens of women dressed in white, a strange laugh beside Lin Yun.
The earth under his feet seemed soft, as if stepping into the swamp, but at a glance, it was full of blood and limbs, as if standing in a flesh hell, Lin Yun wanted to struggle, but the dozens of women dressed in white made a strange laugh in Lin Yun's ear, while reaching out desperately, trying to drag Lin Yun deep into flesh hell...
“Fuck off!” Lin Yun snorted coldly, his right hand gesture changed, a well-prepared mind protection released, between moments, only a silver ripple was seen to shake open, the past of the silver ripple, whether a woman in white or the flesh and blood of the limbs, disappeared in a flash.
“The power of blood spell is evil...” Lin Yun reached out and wiped a cold sweat on his forehead. Although the mind knows that all this is just a hallucination, the reality scene of the horror is still unbearable. Lin Yun still has some palpitations in his heart.
This illusion, which directly targets the mind, is itself the most dangerous. If there is a slight error in it, the whole mind will completely sink into the illusion, and then become a walking corpse, and will never be able to escape the power of blood spells.
Despite having a mental protection, Lin Yun dared not make more stops in this evil gate, relying on the incredible speed increase brought about by accelerated surgery, Lin Yun only took a few minutes to pass through a large number of buildings with the style of the third dynasty, and soon found a place where the rock puppet's field of view changed.
“Exactly, right here. ”
Looking from where Lin Yun is now, it is clear that there is a long corridor ahead, with thick stone walls on both sides of the corridor, there is a dull oil lamp on the stone wall, there is no cold wind blowing in the corridor, even the air seems to be solidified, but that dull oil lamp is constantly flashing, as if something is constantly moving...
Under the oil lamp, the shadow of Lin Yun was dragged for a long, long time. As the oil lamp flashed, the long shadow continued to shake. Lin Yun took a deep breath and slowly walked forward. Lin Yun remembered very clearly that the rock puppet's vision changed, which was the end of this corridor.
At the end of the corridor is an oil painting, painted by a noble woman dressed in gorgeous clothing.
I don't know why, Lin Yun always felt that the painting of the noble woman's eyes always stared at herself, the slightest smile in the corner of her mouth was like trying to say something to herself...
This feeling makes Lin Yun darker and more alert.
Although the steps under Lin Yun's feet have not stopped, the magic array in the body has been operated in advance. Five spells, four magic abilities, are all ready to be used.
50 meters, 40 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters...
Lin Yun is getting closer and closer to the end of the corridor...
Just as Lin Yun stepped into the range of 10 meters, that dull oil lamp suddenly went out. Between moments, the entire corridor became a pitch-black piece. At the same time, a burst of awesome and stinging laughter came from the front. Lin Yun couldn't even think about it. An ice wall “burst” up.
Meanwhile, the inner magical array burst into flash, a huge wave of magic that instantly covered the entire corridor.
A flame storm strikes with a burst of fire. This is the only archmage level spell in which Lin Yun blends into the magic array. It is also the strongest magic force that Lin Yun can now use.
Even the air seemed to burn under extreme heat.
Through a bright fire, Lin Yun finally saw clearly, attacking himself, herself is a long red hair, at this time has been deeply embedded in the ice wall, and the palace lady on the oil painting, at this time, actually came down from the painting...
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