Chapter 112

"Eh?"

When he came out of the storage room and went to the next magic door, Milhouse suddenly stopped, looked up at the main tomb at the deepest part of the passage, and whispered, "curious, I seem to feel a faint fluctuation of soul? Which shameless guy peeped at me? Well, disappeared?"

"What's the matter? What are you talking about?" Gawain asked, thinking Milhouse must have something to hide from himself.

"Oh, nothing. I'm studying spell runes!" Milhouse thought, maybe it was an illusion just now, so stop it.

Otherwise, if there's nothing wrong, you can't be despised to death?

"Master, which door to open first?"

Milhouse stood between the two doors.

On the left is "incubator" and on the right is "library".

"Incubator", as soon as you hear the name, should be used to hatch something. Anyway, it's not chicken beep beep.

Whether it's a necromancer or a lich, it certainly doesn't raise chickens.

Gawain was curious.

"Library", not to mention, is a place for collecting and reading books.

Every mage is a scholar with an amazing amount of reading. Basically, as long as there is a place where mages live, there is a library, and generally the floor area is not small, and there will be magic enchantments and puppet guards.

For a mage, the library is one of the most important places. A large number of books, especially magic books, are also a mage's most important wealth, representing inheritance and heritage.

The wizard apprentice looked excited, his big shining eyes stared at the library and rubbed his small hands back and forth, which satisfied Gawain.

This is the proper reaction of a mage. Unlike a dwarf mage, his face doesn't matter. He doesn't seem to be interested at all.

Yes, they are great mages. Great mages who are full of curiosity and curiosity about the universe and stars have great aspirations. Of course, they don't like to soak in a small library with limited space.

He doesn't even have a place to live. Where's the library?

This wizard apprentice, who seems to be only about 15 years old, is "five out of ten and eager to learn". It's normal to like to go to the library.

The crazy alchemist on the other side is more interested in the "incubator".

Because the name has something to do with alchemy.

Some mages like to keep pets, such as cats and dogs, and then like to use magic and alchemy to transform animals.

Every mage is a scholar, and every Alchemist is a scientist. That's right.

It is said that orcs and orcs are inseparable from alchemists, which is the result of some taboo alchemy experiments.

What's in the incubator?

The crazy alchemist's eyes were full of eagerness.

"Incubator."

Gawain thought and made a decision.

Of course, the books in the library are important, but he is more interested in the incubator.

This is not only a rational difference, but also an intuition, a strange intuition. It's like something has been attracting itself in the incubator.

It's not just him.

Gawain found that Lancelot, standing next to him, also turned his eyes to the incubator.

"Gawain, it's the throbbing of blood."

Lancelot whispered, "the blood of the pandragon family... Is attracted by the things in the incubator! You should know what will attract us!"

Gawain nodded.

Of course he knows.

The ancestors of the pandragon family are the sons of the red dragon and the white dragon, and their blood flows through them.

So the pandragon family was so powerful that it finally rose and established the Thousand Island principality.

Only things related to red and white dragons can cause such a strong throb.

Unfortunately

Gawain sighed.

So many generations have passed, and the blood flowing on pandragon has long been very thin.

Only by relying on the blessings of the red and white dragons can we maintain the ancient glory and powerful force.

However

He never thought about that treatment.

Lancelot also lost his original power because of the invasion of evil energy.

"Good!"

Milhouse stands at attention, turns left and begins to study the magic gate of the incubator.

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The main tomb.

In the coffin, when Milhouse looked at it, the Lich immediately restrained his leaked soul power, and then finally relaxed when Milhouse focused on the study of the magic gate.

"Intruder... A high-level mage can even detect the soul fluctuation accidentally leaked during my recovery? Strange, can a mage do it?"

"Although I'm not afraid of them, with the strength I've just recovered, I'm not sure of destroying them all. I don't know what the outside world is like and what the pandragon family is like. I can't let others know my resurrection!"

"I need enough time to recover my strength... I want to set off a storm sweeping the whole Thousand Island principality! Before that, I must have enough time to recover my strength..."

"My followers have been sleeping for a long time. It takes time to wake them up... Damn, they broke in at this time!"

"The frozen warriors and the sapphire mage Legion need time to recharge. The channel guards and the undead minions have all been eliminated... Are you going to enter the incubator first? First mobilize all the stored energy to wake up the guards of the incubator!"

"Open the static chamber and unseal!"

"My servants, wake up!"

"I escaped from the eternal prison, but I was forced to sleep for a thousand years. Now, you dare to break into my territory. You really want to die!"

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Incubator.

The ground was filled with red and white giant eggs, each bigger than a yoga ball, nearly one person tall, oval, covered with simple and mysterious patterns.

There are hundreds.

There are strange lines on the ground, about a special Rune array. At this time, energy is injected. The rune is like an electrified lamp, which lights up red and white.

It is two disjoint grammar arrays, one red and one white, respectively connecting giant eggs of different colors.

With the activation of the rune array, flames emerged under the red giant egg and a lot of cold air emerged under the white giant egg.

This lasted for a few minutes.

Suddenly, one of the giant eggs cracked a crack, and then there was a knocking sound.

Something needs to get out of it.

In the corner of the room is a small crystal room with five coffins side by side.

The coffin was large enough to be one person tall, but it was not made of wood, but made of crystal, condensed with thick ice and frost fog.

At this time, the ice above was melting rapidly and the ground was full of water.

Finally, the ice melted completely and a coffin lid was pushed open.

A fat humanoid creature climbed out.

Then the second, the third.

They are one and a half tall, covered with scales like dragon scales, and there is a short and strong dragon tail behind their buttocks.

Soon, all five climbed out and picked up the giant sword next to them.

It was a huge sword seven feet long, almost as high as Lancelot.

They took their swords, went out of the crystal room, went to the door and hid behind the door.

Wait for the door to open and rush up.

The initiative to open the door will certainly arouse the intruder's vigilance and vigilance.

If the intruders open the door and they attack suddenly, they will be able to kill many people.

Most importantly, they give the intruder time to crack the spell Rune and open the door.

Because their master, what they need most is time.

A door, blocking the line of sight, isolating the sound, and even blocking the prying of magic and spirit.

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Outside the door.

Milhouse studied for ten minutes, and finally turned around slowly. Facing Gawain's expectant eyes, he spread his hands: "this door... Seems complicated... It may take an hour to get it done... Shall we change it?"