The cavern was dark and dark, with only the faint glow of fluorescent moss, barely visible to his fingers, but Lucien had moonlight blood, and had dark vision, as long as it was not completely lightless, he could see it clearly.
In the dark and deep pupils, the spirit of Angus was reflected, and it was like a candle with tears flowing down, swaying, and finally extinguished.
"The Lord will return," Lucien repeated in a low and solemn tone, the most impressive memory of Angeus besides his anger.
Along with these words, its emotions fluctuate violently, full of awe, piety, excitement and joy.
"There is really a mutation in the depths of the necromantic realm, and it is a truly immortal existence that is about to be revived."
Of course, Lucien does not think that the "Lord" in Angeus's mouth is the God of Truth of the Church, and he must be the object of worship of these high-ranking undead in the necromantic world, but it is unknown whether this "Lord" is a true god, or an existence similar to the vampire ancestor Etna, or is simply a virtual symbol representing some kind of change in the necromantic world.
If you don't have the ability to indulge your soul and memory like the Revenant Master, you will never be able to get all the details from the "mind" of the high-level undead, and even because Lucien is not much different from it, and he is not good at this aspect of magic, he can't even read the slightly more detailed memories, the only thing that is certain is that the depths of the Necromantic Realm have indeed undergone great changes, and if it is allowed to develop, it is very likely that very bad results will occur in the future.
And the acquisition of this information dispelled most of Lucian's doubts about Rhine in his heart, but he still had an attitude of doing what he could, not being able to do it, and not forcing himself on this mission, after all, he was only a high-level magician, and it was too reluctant to be involved in this kind of legendary event that seemed to be able to subvert the world, if the danger was too great, it was better to take the risk and submit it to the Supreme Council, with seven grand arcanists and eleven legendary magicians on it, and he would feel a lot more at ease.
"This high-level undead turned out to be Felipe's summoned creature, hey, he doesn't know the weirdness of the necromantic realm and his own contract creatures" Lucien shook his head with a smile, in addition to the message that "the Lord will return from resurrection", Angus's deepest memory is to laugh at Felipe's arrogance and stupidity, and curse another high-level undead named Ador was purified by the Cult of Truth and tortured and killed by legendary magicians.
Thinking of this, Lucien couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "The Pale Hand does seem to know about the existence of the Necromantic Realm, but they have concealed this information and want to explore it on their own, but unfortunately it seems that they have been used and deceived by the high-level undead. ” "If this mission is not completed, find a way to uncover the existence of this strange world by attracting the high-level undead of the necromantic realm hidden within the Pale Hand and exposing it to the rest of the Magic Council.
It's just that in this way, you will offend the Lord of the Revenant and the demigod Lich to death, and if there is another way to go, it is better not to take such a risk. ” Of course, it was much safer than Lucien reporting directly while the Supreme Council was in session.
Slowly holding his right hand, a bright flame burned silently in Lucian's palm, completely burning the remaining spirit dust of Angeus, and then Lucian carefully cleaned up the traces of the nearby battle, so as not to be pursued by other high-level undead in the necromantic realm.
After doing all this, Lucien continued to move towards the depths of the earth, assisted by the exploration and vigilance of the "Peeping Eye".
In the darkness of a glimmer of light, Lucien walked through countless forks in the road for more than ten minutes, and gradually, the air became a little warmer, and the sound of a dark river flowing was heard in his ears.
Knowing that he was approaching the dwarves' underground city, Lucien became more and more cautious, and cautiously turned the fork in the road, and his eyes suddenly brightened.
This is a huge passage, seven or eight meters high, twenty or thirty meters wide, the ground and the walls on both sides are covered with large gray stone bricks, and a dark black stone pillar stands in the center, supporting the top, dividing the passage into three, at a glance, giving people a grand and shocking feeling.
The dwarves had carved such a huge passage into the ground, and what should their city look like?
According to historical records, the ancient dwarves did not know much magic and did not have a strong bloodline Patches of fluorescent moss grew wantonly on the ground and on the walls on both sides, reflecting the passage in a dim blue light, trance-like, hazy, as if a corpse would crawl out at any moment, and a ghost would float out, filled with a quiet and eerie atmosphere.
Lucien explored carefully with his peeping eye and stepped into the passage, the footsteps were unusually slight, but they were clearly audible, da-da-da, da-da-da, echoes vented in the passage, empty, deserted.
After controlling his body, Lucien increased his speed, the footsteps disappeared, and the whole person ran without leaving the observation range of the peeping eye.
On either side of the passage, there were two black metal tracks, which seemed to be used by special vehicles transporting goods, and Lucien followed them quickly, and soon faintly saw the exit of the passage.
Lucien subconsciously slowed down his pace, cautiously on guard, and from the news from the peep of the MONOCULUS, he could see that in front of him was a dead and silent complex of buildings, which were located in a large cavern that had been artificially modified.
The cave is naturally divided into more than a dozen blocks by the rock walls or pillars that have been left to support the roof of the cave, and the tall stone houses are either collapsed or overgrown with weeds, overlooking the streets that have not been walked by owners for thousands of years.
Ironically, the stone houses are connected by metal pipes that jut out from anywhere in the house, meet in the huge metal pipes at the top of the cave, and then extend over the tall buildings with countless chimney-like things, and then climb up and into the roof of the cave, where they lead.
Walking through the dead and cold streets, Lucien saw familiar metal objects such as bearings, springs, pistons, and gears appear on the ground from time to time, as if he had returned to the earth and entered a machine factory.
A faint light flashed in the black grass ahead, and Lucien bent down and picked it up like an archaeologist, a huge steam rifle the size of a bazooka, the gear structure was rusty and corroded, but it was still intricate and delicate, and it was attached to a half-human-sized steel high-pressure steam backpack.
Stroking the cold, rusty body of the spear that was about to break, Lucien sighed softly, for it represented the disappearance of an ancient civilization.
Before the development of human beings, dwarves who were good at crafts invented various steam engines and established a glorious steam civilization.
Compared to their small size, the airship that seemed to cover the sky with just one skyship, the steam engine ship that sailed in the Stormwind Strait and the endless ocean, the terrifying cannon that could fit several people, all kinds of powerful steam rifles, and the steel smelting factory and machine factory that spewed black smoke like a monster, were all so huge, as if they were made for dragons.
The dwarves did not have in-depth theoretical guidance, just relying on the talent of smelting and manufacturing and the summary of experience, they magically and slowly developed a steam civilization, with a variety of mechanical forging and design knowledge, even the legendary alchemist Klaus improved the magic steam train and the airship used by the church and the magic council, in part of the structure of the dwarf heritage is referenced, but the magic and magic power are used instead, the huge airship and steam train have become normal size, more practical, and cheaper.
Unfortunately, this civilization has been lost, and if it weren't for the records in the High Arcane and Magic Library, Lucien would not have known about it, and even Lazar, a learned magician who grew up in the Council of Magic, had never heard of it, believing that mankind was the first to invent the steam train and use it to transport goods, and of course, the magic steam train was indeed the first invention of Cross.
Due to the lack of a character like Douglas to raise deafening questions, the dwarves' steam invention came to a standstill after a certain stage of development, and the periodic expansion of magical creatures in the dark mountains gave them a lesson in blood, these terrifying high-level creatures are completely different from the middle and low-level magical creatures they used to bully, relying solely on steam rifles and giant ship cannons, they can't fight at all, and in less than twenty years, the once brilliant steam civilization has retreated into the ground.
But the underground is not suitable for the development of steam civilization, coupled with the existence of many monsters and hunters, after experiencing the era of dragon domination, natural elf civilization, and the rise of werewolves, probably in the early stage of the ancient magic empire, the steam civilization will completely disappear, and only the dwarves remaining on the ground have been transformed by crazy magicians to have bloodline power, have spiritual power, and redevelop the country.
But compared to the dwarven civilizations of the past, they are already fundamentally different, although they are just as good at smelting, and it is just as easy to give birth to alchemy masters.
"Without the power to protect your own civilization, you can only die in the long river of history, except for the learned magicians, immortal vampires, dragons, etc., who remembers" Lucien sighed softly, his mood quite complicated.
The water of the long river of history seems to be clear, but under its surface, I don't know how many glorious civilizations and powerful people have been submerged Putting down the huge steam rifle, Lucien continued to walk, bending down from time to time to pick up the relics of this lost civilization, including silver coins with strange hammer and gear patterns, elementary mechanical forging, how to make steam rifles, detailed explanations of several steam engines, anatomy of steam engines, etc., dwarven books that were scattered all over the ground and dusty and almost rotten, as well as various mechanical artifacts full of unique styles.
"Fortunately, the dwarven script is relatively well preserved, and the dwarven language today is not much different from these scripts."
Lucien flipped through a few books and kept them in the Soul Library as customary.
After a few more minutes of walking in the "Lost Civilization", Lucien stopped to take a closer look at its exposed internal mechanics when he saw a large metal "golem" lying on the ground, half-leaning against the tall factory.
"Golem", the last sustenance of the dwarves of the steam civilization.
They wanted to create such a powerful weapon of war to defeat the terrifying magical creatures, but the sluggish golems failed to do what they had hoped, and instead inspired later magicians to develop powerful golems.
Suddenly, a sharp voice fed back into Lucian's soul, and the crystal ball in his hand suddenly dimmed.
A peep has been killed Woo woo like a cry of sorrow sounded, and the sound of footsteps that were so dense that it made people's scalps tingle came from afar.
Lucien looked up and saw thick, pale tentacles sticking out of a factory in the distance, and a disgusting monster came out.
Its upper body resembles a plump old woman, fat and ugly, two small slit-like eyes flashing with fierce and hideous light, its bare huge breasts are densely packed with black and white eyes, and its lower body is like a white octopus, growing tentacles with suction cups one after another.
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"Nest mother" This is the terrifying and disgusting "nest mother".
One of them can create tens of thousands of Fallen Monsters, and without enough food, the Fallen Monsters will devour each other or head towards the ground.
Under its summoning, a tide of fallen monsters poured in from all directions, and it was already difficult to count the number, and there were even many archers and talented warlocks who could attack from a distance.
Lucien raised his right hand and rubbed the badge on his chest, and suddenly, a crystal aura spread out to the surroundings, and soon developed to a range of five hundred meters.
A terrifying blizzard lifted, and frost condensed on the fallen monsters, and then the ice sculptures fell to the ground in the fierce wind.
As soon as the bone arrow shot in the distance entered the range of the ice and snow aura, it froze out layer after layer of cold ice, and it was powerless to fall to the ground.
Missiles, cobwebs, rays and other magic were either directly crushed by the blizzard, or they were distracted and distracted.
Lucien sped forward, his aura shifting with his wild run.
The tall buildings of the dwarves were frozen in the frost, and patches of fallen monsters fell to the ground like grass in a strong wind.
The nest mother sensed that something was wrong, and her tentacles stretched out and began to climb and jump, and acid, cobwebs, and mist erupted from her dense black and white eyes.
But these supernatural powers, as soon as they entered the range of the frost aura, solidified and fell to the ground, shattering into powder.
A few seconds later, Lucien caught up with the nest mother, and its movements immediately slowed down, as if its tentacles had been frozen into ice.
At the same time, under the action of the blizzard, there were frozen and cracked scars on its body, and the black juice turned into ice as soon as it flowed out.
Thirty seconds later, the struggling nest mother was completely shattered.
When Lucien's madness stopped, the effect of the frost aura disappeared, and the entire dwarven city was covered with frost, black and white, and became empty and silent again.
"This magic clearance works really well, but it's easy to accidentally injure teammates."
Lucien nodded lightly and shook his head.
After searching for more than ten minutes, Lucien finally found a spatial node in a hall in the dwarven city.
It turned out to be a distorted spatial rift, surrounded by something that looked like a magic circle and an altar that the dwarves had clumsilyly arranged.
"It seems that at the end of the steam civilization, dwarves also began to learn from magical creatures like humans, but under the effect of habitual surnames, the effect was not great."
Lucien sighed again, witnessing the loss of civilization was always complicated for the learned Arcanist.
After taking a closer look at the clumsy magic array, Lucien took out the materials and re-painted them, and at the same time worried in his heart, whether he would get lost in the spatial turbulence if he relied on this kind of magic array to enter the alien space Like the alien space occupied by the Magic Council, there are nine-ring magic "Otherworldly Gates" arranged near the nodes, which can facilitate the stable flow of a large number of people and materials, and the worst node teleportation array that uses the space gap is at least mid-level, so seeing this seemingly low-level clumsy magic array, how can Lucien not be a little worried.
After carefully studying it and making sure that this spatial gap was stable, Lucien took out his own materials and rearranged the node teleportation array, while glad that he had foreseen the worst-case scenario.
This arrangement is a full three days, Lucien got up and moved his body, and then put layers of defense on himself, because it is not clear what the situation on the other side is after teleporting, you must know that Rhine has not used this node for hundreds of years.
Getting ready, Lucien stepped into the "Plateau of the Night", an alien dimension once occupied by dwarves but soon conquered by vampires To be continued: