End of the Magic Era

The puppet position, for the puppet alchemist, is undoubtedly a sacred place with endless alchemy puppets. After conquering the puppet position, several major forces sent a large number of alchemists into the puppet position, and decades later, several major forces owned the most powerful puppet army in the Northender world.

Lin Yun was somewhat surprised. How could the puppet-side path appear in the alchemy of the Magic Tower? Thinking about it, I couldn't help but chirp, saying... a thousand years ago Ronin, king of the Caucasus, found the puppet?

And the path in the alchemy factory is most likely opened by Ronin.

This is really something to think about...

In fact, in the process of running to the passage, Lin Yun recorded the coordinates of the puppet's face with the Book of Death. He intends to go there sometime in the future...

“So... what's that? ”

Dalsen's people, breathing heavily at the entrance, apparently ran rapidly earlier, making them a little overwhelmed, rushing to the entrance, making sure it was safe, and then this was a kung fu return.

This turn almost scared them half to death, only eyes everywhere, all dense and numb alchemy puppets, not counting, the nearly thousand alchemy puppets that first came to the tenth floor, compared to the present, is just nine cows and a penny, not worth mentioning...

From the huge alchemy factory, filled with alchemy puppets, you can see how horrible the number of alchemy puppets is, at least tens of thousands.

What are tens of thousands of ideas?

Tens of thousands of alchemy puppets, a legion of puppets, are enough to sweep Auckland's top forces across.

Vis and Solanmonch, who were still on the ground by Lin Yun. Although the chain of fire on their bodies had long been broken, the two did not intend to do so. Instead, they stared at the puppet's ocean in a stubborn way, recalling the previous situation, if the young magician hadn't forcibly taken them away, they would have died long ago...

Vis looked at Lin Yun's eyes, seemed a little complicated, his throat moved, what he wanted to say, but he was raw and swallowed.

The tenth floor is not suitable to stay for long. Those present know that those alchemy puppets will sweep here in no time...

A group of people walked down the stairs in a circle, and as they walked out of the dim passage, the scene in front of them was brilliant.

The space on the ninth floor is extremely small and does not use the Expanded Alchemy Array, which is hundreds of meters square, with rows of sparse bookshelves and a desk next to it with items such as goose pencil paper.

After a few rough glances, Lin Yun was able to determine that this should be the study of Ronin, the king of the Caucasus, and that there was no danger here. By the way, he spoke to the Dalsen people to let them rest here and go to the next floor in a few hours.

Before reaching the ninth floor, eleven people, including Lin Yun, were nervous. After listening to Lin Yun, he relaxed, scattered all corners of the study, some meditated, some turned the book by the bookshelf, and the dragon-blooded Orc was more crisp. He did it directly in the corner of the study, glanced at Lin Yun, and found that Lord Merlin had not noticed him, he closed his eyes and began to sleep...

At this time, Lin Yun's eyes were frightened by the desk in the study. To be exact, it was a piece of paper on the desk. This piece of paper had faint magical fluctuations. When he saw the font on that piece of paper, he was surprised. The paper was actually full of the words of the ancient gods.

The source of all knowledge, from the words of the ancient gods of the Ashan dynasty...

At the end of his life, he had seen some research on the Ashan dynasty in an empty and decaying library, but had not studied it in depth, and could barely translate some of the more important texts of the ancient gods, such as the Earth Fire Wind, Thunder, Darkness, Light, etc...

However, in a recent illusion, he once again entered an empty and decaying library and spent much more time studying the scriptures of the ancient gods.

Looking at the dense and numb symbol on the paper, Lin Yun couldn't help but frown. If he hadn't gone to an empty and decaying library before, he would not have understood what it said...

Even so, after translating so many words of the ancient gods, he is still very hard to understand, even some of the words of the ancient gods, he can't understand...

For three hours, Lin Yun has been in translation. It is extremely painful to study the ancient demon text without interruption. His eyebrows gradually unfold. During these three hours, he translated a large portion of the ancient demon text, and there is a lot to be gained.

This piece of paper was left behind by Ronin, king of the Caucasus, and the ancient magic script, which Ronin wrote, resembles a diary, but does not resemble much, as if Ronin wanted to tell the later.

The journal begins with a hidden reference to the throne of all things...

Mention was also made of Ronin's cooperation with His Majesty the Long Leg in the construction of two palaces at the bottom of the Tianxian canyon on the third dynasty, while the magical tower on which Lin Yun is now located is actually a fortress of war, especially on the tenth floor, a vast alchemy, providing a vast army of puppets for Ronin and His Majesty the Long Leg.

Later, Ronin and His Majesty Long Legs spent a lot of time and energy doing all of this, which was actually just two people preparing to go to another place...

When I saw this place, there was a lot of doubt in Lin Yun's heart. Ronin and His Majesty Long Legs were both beyond the heavenly ranks. Where exactly are they going? They were so well prepared...

However, on the eve of the departure, a disagreement arose between Ronin and His Majesty the Long Leg, who appeared to have gone there. At the bottom of the diary is Ronin's passage, which roughly means that the place is infinitely dangerous and the enemy is more powerful than ever.

Ronin's last words, sounds very unconfidential. This cannot help but shock Lin Yun. Where is it that makes the strong beyond the sky so unconfidential?

Translated here, the whole incident was in his mind, roughly contoured, Ronin and His Majesty the Long Legs, with the power of the Third Dynasty to build palaces and magical towers, this series of preparations was made to march somewhere, but the night before the march happened, Ronin was set aside by His Majesty the Long Legs and Ronin could only go alone.

At the heart of the matter is where Ronin is going, that's the most important information...

Unfortunately, there is a small part of the Ancient Demon text that Lin Yun could not translate, so many details were missed, which led him to wonder where Ronin and His Majesty the Long Legs were going to expedite.

This is not the end of the diary here, there is a small line at the bottom, but not the ancient god words, but the Nathan words, obviously Ronin added it temporarily, Lin Yun just swept a glance and understood the meaning of the small line.

Sandman killed his son himself, he was sad...

When Lin Yun saw this, his face changed sharply. His Majesty's name was Sandman!

His Majesty the Long Leg killed his son himself. What's this all about?

Lin Yunton felt something was wrong.

Thirty thousand years later, he did not hear that His Majesty the Long Leg had killed his son.

Wait...

At this moment, a man's message suddenly came to his mind, a man named Bells, a member of the Third Dynasty dynasty, and also the eldest son of His Majesty the Long Leg, who was known at the time as the most promising successor to the throne.

And Bells did struggle to learn magic from the chief magician of the court since he was a child. His magical gift was to shock everyone. When I was fourteen, I was already a magician...

A 14-year-old magician, what's the concept?

You know, even in the peak of magic, when the age of fourteen or five reached the height of a wizard, it can already be described in appalling terms, and in that era of the third dynasty in which Bells lived, magic civilization was not mature, so it can be seen how powerful Bells' magic talent was...

The entire royal family, including His Majesty the Long Leg, had high hopes for Bells, and even then His Majesty the Long Leg, on various occasions, had expressed implicitly several times to pass the throne on to Bells.

From a small collection of tens of thousands of bells who adore one another, they inevitably grow up to be very arrogant, with few people in sight except His Majesty the Long Legs...

And Bells has said more than once that when he succeeds to the throne in the future, he will make the entire Northender world, as well as all the thousands of others, submit to his feet...

But…

No one thought, but Bells suddenly evaporated. This news shocked the entire third dynasty. Bells, who was known as the best man on the throne, actually disappeared!

After his disappearance, Bells never appeared in the Northender world again...

After His Majesty's death, another brother of Bells took over the throne. Then the children of Bells became stateless in the royal family, and finally exiled, and the place of exile happened to be today's kingdom of Odin.

Bells, was it killed by His Majesty Longlegs?

Lin Yun had this thought in his mind. The reason he had such speculation was because the date of Bells' disappearance was precisely the time of His Majesty's return from the Tulang Mountains. If this clue alone, it might be explained by coincidence, but Ronin's diary clearly states that His Majesty the Long Leg himself killed his son...

Well, eighty-nine out of ten killed by His Majesty the Long Leg are Bells.

Just to confuse Lin Yunbeith, for what reason did His Majesty Long Legs kill Bells?

You know, Bells, at that time, was already a heavenly man, and most likely would have crossed the heavenly scale like His Majesty the Long Leg. Such an heir, His Majesty the Long Leg, can't care enough, how can it hurt the killer...

Lin Yun meditated for a few minutes. He really couldn't think of a reason why His Majesty Long Legs killed Bells...

He rubbed his eyebrows painfully, and there must still be a great secret hidden in it.

By the way...

Lin Yun suddenly remembered something. He looked strangely at Solanmunchy not far away. The blood spell on the guy, it's not from Bells, is it?