Chapter 805

In the dense tropical rain forest.

The hot and humid environment, rotten swamps, poisonous insects and beasts everywhere... May be the nightmare of ordinary adventure teams.

But for Great Magicians, all this is nothing at all.

Not to mention, for this expedition, the Empire invested three floating cities and three legendary mages at one time!

The small indigenous tribe had no time to resist at all. It was trampled to death like an ant.

Led by Da Mi, a group of magicians went deep into the rainforest to trace the footprints of these indigenous activities and found a piece of Zerg relics.

"Sure enough... There are relics here."

Dami joy tunnel.

But the magician walking with him looked at the brown stones next to him and the several mass graves he found, as well as all kinds of human remains inside. His face was full of shock: "how much blood did this... Make the stones turn this color... I felt that every floor tile here was haunted with huge negative energy..."

"Well, the later Zerg relics, the more they prefer bloody sacrifice, which is recognized by all historians..."

Dami doesn't think so.

Even if this place produces negative energy condensates such as' complaining spirit 'and' blood demon ', it is not a legendary opponent.

They went deeper and deeper and saw the well preserved bloody vomon language on the buildings on both sides.

"Well, it's a brand new word, worth recording!"

A magician immediately took out the scroll and began to record.

Da Mi thought: "the source of the 'witchcraft' of the primitive tribe is probably here... They have no ability to go deep at all."

Boom!

With magic, a thick layer of rock was lifted.

In the rear, many Zerg puppets rushed out and were easily destroyed by magicians.

"Finally... Finally..."

Dami's face was excited: "I finally found you..."

If you can take the 13th Obelisk back and make great achievements, he may become the third person in the magic empire!

He was the first to enter the passage, and layers of magic barriers appeared on his body.

The dark space was lit by magic, and strange carvings appeared around it.

Countless lines are twisted to form a strange shape.

The faint murmur, like the call from afar, keeps entering the ear.

As the crowd deepened, the voice became louder and louder.

"Ah!"

Finally, a magician couldn't bear it. His eyes were full of blood. The magic wand aimed at his companions: "corrosive rays!"

Hiss!

In the green light, his companion's shield was corroded, his flesh and blood festered and fell to the ground screaming.

"ALF, what are you doing?"

Da Mi was shocked and angry, and knocked ALF unconscious.

"This is hopeless..."

The fellow mage first checked the unlucky guy hit by the corrosive ray, shook his head, looked at ALF and detected the spread of magic.

"Well, it feels like... It's like spiritual magic."

"Be careful, don't look at the murals around!"

Da Mi waved his hand, and a layer of bright silver light appeared: "guard the soul!"

At the next moment, each magician felt that there seemed to be a heavy barrier in his heart. Although he still heard the sound, the boredom was reduced a lot.

"Continue!"

Dami went on down to an abyss.

After a lighting operation, you can see that the canyon is filled with white bones.

Zerg, sea monkeys, all kinds of giant beasts

All kinds of skeletons fill every space, which is actually a large sacrificial field.

"100000? Or millions?"

Some of Dami's body was cold. He used flying skills and walked through many white bones.

Those empty eyes, as if alive, stared at him coldly.

There are also various tall sculptures in the canyon, but they are strange in shape, like the random shaping of mental patients, full of chaos and madness.

"It's incredible..."

"Such a large burial pit is a great discovery in history..."

The two mages in the company murmured, not very nervous.

As high-ranking members of the magic Empire, they have their own pride.

As they went deeper, they saw an altar made of obsidian. An obelisk was erected in the center of the altar.

"Finally... Here it is!"

There was a trace of excitement on Dami's face, but he didn't rush forward.

Near the obelisk, 80% contain the most deadly trap, which has been confirmed before.

"Magic puppet!"

They easily called out a group of earth elements, that is, giants temporarily made of earth, walked up to the altar step by step and pulled out the obelisk.

The air stagnates to the limit.

But a moment later, nothing happened.

"So easy?"

Dami was a little strange: "did the trap fail?"

He asked the earth element to carry down the obelisk, and his eyes were involuntarily attracted by it.

Not only him, but also all magicians.

Originally, everything about the magic Empire extends from the obelisk.

The Obelisk can be said to be the root of all magic and has a fatal attraction to them.

But this obelisk is obviously different from before.

The "strings" above are very chaotic, like a disordered ball of wool, which is difficult to understand.

But inexplicably, it has an attraction that firmly attracts the eyes of all magicians.

Seeing this twisted grain, Dami began to reverie involuntarily. Perhaps in the distant ancient times, there were a group of really great existence on the continent, which were called the ancient dominator.

Among them, the dominator of the sky has mastered the power of 'arcane skill', and the dominator of the flame has mastered the power of 'heat'.

"What's going on?"

Dami was a little surprised: "how can I think of so many things?"

This information was not from the obelisk, but from his brain, which made him wonder if he had some mental problems.

"Samo, what do you see?"

He looked at another mage beside him.

The other party's expression was stunned and muttered to himself in vomon: "the great existence of ancient times, the ruler of dreams, his respected name is... Meng...!"

"No!"

Dami felt creepy for a moment: "don't use extraordinary language, pronounce that name!!"

But it's too late.

Samo shouted piously, "montic!"

"Ah!"

In an instant, all magicians were paralyzed on the ground.

Dami was sweating and felt an indescribable gaze.

The spiritual power of his fifth level mage, and even the mental barrier set by him, was as ridiculous as an ant and disintegrated.

In his heart, there was only one voice echoing.

That's' montic 'in waumong!

Great old dominator!