End of the Magic Era

Now it's basically certain that metal pieces are superfluous in the power system and will not work.

Is it the Sage of Heaven who accidentally forgot a piece of metal in the power system during the process of making the power system?

However, this possibility is almost negligible. According to Lin Yun, the sage of heaven is extremely strict, especially in alchemy. As a tomb digger in the silver age, how can such a low-level mistake be made...

So...

The only possibility is that this piece of metal may be hiding a secret or it will never appear in the power system...

After generating this idea, Lin Yunton frowned, his middle finger and index finger clamped the metal sheet and began to try the magic excitation...

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

At the beginning, Lin Yun had more or less expectations in his heart. But over time, the metal sheet still had no reaction. The pattern was the same as usual, like an ordinary metal that had not been treated with alchemy. Finally, Lin Yun had to stop the magic infusion helplessly.

Now Lin Yun really has no solution...

But he knew that metal sheets were definitely not as simple as the surface...

What exactly are we going to do?

For a moment, Lin Yun frowned tightly, gradually caught in contemplation, looking at the metal pieces between his fingers, and stunned out of his mind. However, at this time, a frightening shrinking voice sounded outside the camp: “Lord Merlin, I... can I come in...”

“Come in...”

“Yes, Lord Merlyn…” entered the camp, naturally with a slaughter break, only this dragon-blooded beast walked into the camp very carefully: “Lord Merlyn, everything you arranged for me has been accomplished. ”

“Oh...“ Lin Yun stared at the Dragon Blood Orc in a gloomy color before finally moving his eyes to the pattern of the metal sheet.

Only this eye scared the dragon-blooded Orc to cold. Like a stone sculpture, he didn't dare move that move. He had been in contact with Lin Yun for a long time. Naturally he could see that Lord Merlyn at this moment, something seems wrong, to avoid bad luck, he can only be so cautious.

Soon half an hour later, the Dragon Blood Orc found that today, Lord Merlin, something was really wrong, staring at something as small as that in his hand.

What the hell is that? It can attract Lord Merlin so much...

Immediately afterwards, the recess again pressed the intolerable curiosity, carefully moved the body, stretched his head, and wanted to see what Lord Merlyn had in his hand.

When seen as a piece of metal, the recess revealed an unmistakable sense of disappointment.

“What?” At this moment, Lin Yun suddenly turned his head and glanced coldly at the dragon-blooded beast man. A chill appeared all over his body.

“Ah!”

Lin Yun turned this head, the two faces were less than half a meter apart, and suddenly he jumped off work. He couldn't help but retreat a few steps, and the cold sweat came out. His face was even more intensely frightened: “Merlin... Lord Merlin, I... I was wrong, I was just curious. ”

“Oh, curiosity...”

Lin Yunman laughed sarcastically. Even if the Dragon Blood Orc had any simplicity in mind, he realized that Lord Merlin was already angry and the consequences were serious.

What to do... What to do...

The dragon-blooded beast panicked. Naturally, he knew what had happened to Master Merlyn. Just when his heart was nervous, he suddenly saw a flame rise.

It's Theodus!

“Ah... Lord Merlin, you painted so well...” The moment I saw Theodus, the Dragon Blood Orc was scared to death, pointing to the pattern on the metal sheet, with his underdeveloped mind, to slap Lin Yun's ass.

“Looks like Theodus is really going to teach you how to be an Orc...” Lin Yun's face is darker and his head is full of black lines when he hears the absurd butt from work. I really don't know, this guy from work, what has he been thinking all day, is there a pattern on the metal?

Wait...

Just as Lin Yun was preparing Theodus to take a hard break from his shift, he suddenly stunned.

Yeah, why can't a pattern be a painting?

I have always tried to interpret these patterns with magic and alchemy knowledge, but have never thought about painting...

It seems that my subconscious mind complicates the problem...

“Lord Merlyn, I was wrong, I was really wrong, you...” The recess lowered my head, and I dared to admit it with horror, but then I found out that Theodus didn't know when it was going away.

Just when the shift was restless, Lin Yun's voice rang, but it was not as low as before: “Shut up, do you still want to stay here? ”

“No, no...” The dragon-blooded beast waved in horror, although he did not know if Lord Merlyn had taken the wrong medicine and did not lower his punishment, but it was undoubtedly a blessing for him.

Immediately thereafter, the Dragon Blood Orc dragged the massacre out of the barracks.

“We can only see luck...” Lin Yun smiled bitterly, a strong magical fluctuation rose, followed by a magnification technology to release. Suddenly, after magnification, it was definitely a picture. This result made Lin Yun stare, but those images were still a little blurred.

After some adjustment, the picture became clear, a total of four paintings. In the first painting, the figure of a great shore tore open a vast void, nothing special appeared, but Lin Yun frowned tightly because he found that the figure was at least 100 meters high according to the scale of the image.

What does this mean...

From the very beginning of the Northender world, the breed of intelligent species, apart from the giant dragon, only the ancient demon seems to have such a huge body size. The figure in the first image is obviously not a giant dragon, because Lin Yun can clearly see that the figure has limbs and head...

It seems to be an ancient demon...

At this time, Lin Yun realized that the secrets hidden in the metal sheet might not be as simple as he thought. There was no way. After all, the figure in the picture was called the taboo ancient demon.

Staring at the first painting, he looked at it for more than ten minutes. Lin Yun shifted his gaze and looked at the second painting. The ancient gods in this painting were covered with scars and bleeding continuously, and seemed to be seriously injured.

“No way...” Lin Yun glanced again, it was an ancient demon, with power beyond the heavenly scale, he really couldn't figure out what kind of existence in that era, can actually put an ancient demon, so badly wounded?

This is incredible...

Immersed in the shocking cloud of Lin, he once again cast his eyes on the third scene. The ancient demon fell from the void to a place full of flames, and then the fourth scene was the scene where the ancient demon was submerged in endless flames.

An ancient demon, he really died like this?

Lin Yun repeatedly looked at the four images several times. After confirming that there was no missing information, his mind began to speculate. It was probably an ancient demon, tearing up space, coming to a place to fight an extremely horrible enemy. Finally, the ancient demon was seriously injured, falling into a place full of flames, and then silencing there forever.

Although the enemies of the ancient demons did not appear in the images, Lin Yun can be sure that there must be such a terrible enemy...

Only, where did the ancient demons come from, tearing up space?

Flames... Flames everywhere...

This is definitely the most important information…

Lin Yun stared at the third and fourth images and frowned. Suddenly he remembered the words of the alchemy puppet when he was at the Merlin family estate: "The end of the river of mourning...”

Wait...

Will the ancient demon and the horrible enemy, the place of battle, be the scene of anger?

This sudden thought surprised Lin Yun himself.

…

When you think about it, it seems quite possible that the river of mourning itself is a long river of flames, thousands of meters wide, which corresponds exactly to the scenes in the third and fourth paintings.

And the heavenly puppet once said, "The end of the river of mourning...”

This forced Lin Yun to speculate in this regard.

Later, Lin Yun picked up the goose pen and copied the four images. After doing all of this, he clamped up the metal sheet again and looked at the back of the metal sheet. There was a smooth patterned area. Think about it. He threw an enlargement technique at random, and immediately after Lin Yun saw that it seemed to be a row of characters.

“Ancient Demon Text...”

After a moment of careful staring, Lin Yun took a deep breath. At this time, he had recognized that line of characters, which were the words of the ancient gods.

“Everything… the origin of wisdom…”

The ancient god text itself comes with a magical energy. The translation of a few characters almost exhausted Lin Yun's full strength. After translating it, he put the metal sheet back to the alchemy table. He sat beside him and gasped for coarse breath, while his heart was thinking in a dark way...

The only civilizations that can be called the origins of all wisdom seem to be the ancient demons, the Northender world, the first five kinds of wisdom that emerge, which create Ashan scripts and are called the origins of all knowledge by the magicians.

The phrase ‘the origin of all wisdom' appeared on the back of the metal sheet. It is true that Lin Yunbeith did not understand it. It is certain that this phrase is necessarily an important clue, but Lin Yun cannot really think of it. What does this phrase stand for? Is it the identity of the ancient gods?

If this hypothesis is established, perhaps the upper ancient demon that falls on the flame is Constanzo, repeatedly mentioned by the magicians during the peak period of magic...

To be precise, Constanzo is an ancient demon, second only to the existence of the King of the Divine Demons. He is the wise man of the seventy-two ancient demons, who created the Ashan script.

At the height of magic, when the magicians mentioned Constanzo, they could not help but admire Constanzo's wisdom, even using the name Constanzo as a symbol of wisdom...