"I really can't imagine that the dignified bloodthirsty king is sealed in such a place. It's shabby to be a resting place for a true god, it's blasphemous! The speaker seemed to have a very sad tone, but in fact, if you listen carefully, you can taste a hint of looming schadenfreude.

This is a man who looks to be about thirty-five years old, dressed in a very elaborate hunting suit, with a tall figure and handsome features, a circle of stubble that looks very tough, and gray-red eyes like a fire contain an unspoken attraction. All in all, this should belong to the kind of killer handsome uncle who can be angry even if he stands and doesn't speak, and everyone from the otome to the middle-aged and elderly women who can't wait to swallow it in one bite. Well, for ** silk, the hatred and vigilance of this creature are even far greater than those of the rich second generation and the little white face, because the former is not only rich and good-looking, but also has knowledge, connotation and temperament......

"The vast primeval forest and dense black blood banyan, the ruins of the ancient elven dynasty, the ancient elf trap traps and self-discipline guards that are still in operation for tens of thousands of years, the powerful beasts, and even the strong ones that make you feel tricky. If you take all of this into account, the Bloodthirsty King's funerary goods are still very luxurious. Brother Chadoldan, how can you talk about shabby? ”

The reply was a public-faced uncle in very ordinary clothes, who belonged to the type that would never be found if he was thrown into the pile. However, when he smiled and spoke, the simple words could make people feel a very evil demagogic force, so that the listener could not help but agree with his point of view.

"Pay attention to your words. Asmodeus! Our Lord is only in his eternal sleep. "The object was made by a tall, muscular orc with light green skin. He has a pair of extremely oppressive yellow-brown pupils, a hideous nose with a silver nose ring, almost ** upper body, revealing explosive thick muscles and dense scars on it. He wore a necklace of animal teeth around his neck, a saber behind his back, and a man-tall cane with an ebony hammer the size of a football mounted on top of his left hand. If it weren't for the gems and intricate carvings on the hammerhead, the runes and the magic that flowed slowly through those circuits. It's easy for others to think of the staff as a two-handed warhammer with terrifying lethality.

There is no doubt that this is an orc shaman. The necklace he wore on his chest was made of twelve behemoth's teeth, indicating his high status in the orc tribal alliance. Even the chiefs of the great tribes who are qualified to compete for the position of Khan in the Golden Horde are only eligible to wear the necklace of ten teeth.

As an orc, this high-status orc shaman is naturally a die-hard NC fan of the bloodthirsty king Kempas, so it is natural for others to speak against it when they insult the "crown of the god of war". Of course, that's about it. Originally, according to the temper of the orcs, that kind of Cheng Dù's insulting words could already cause bloodshed. It seems that this orc shaman is pious. But it's not much more devout.

"Well, it's a gaffe, Lord Sozar." Belkiel smiled and bowed, apologized in a tone that seemed sincere, and then added, "Besides, I don't like that nickname very much, so you should call it by its first name." ”

"All in all, I am really grateful to His Excellency Belkir for leading the way to the resting place of my lord safely." A man in armor with a spear said with a smile on his face. He was about forty years old. With a blue-black beard and short hair, although he is not tall, he is well-proportioned and strong, and he is actually a very stylish tough guy type man, and he can also cause a large group of little girls to scream when thrown outside, but here he is the most inconspicuous one. It's not that his aura is too small, but that other people's aura is too strong.

The man was dressed in a very elegant-looking silver armor, but there were two distinct openings in the back armor. But I don't know why.

"Don't thank me." Belkiel smiled and said, "The labyrinth carefully laid by the twelve heroes in the Black Forest is difficult for even the wisdom of the true gods to decipher, and we should thank the great lady for being able to reach here safely." ”

"I can't trust that lady. Because we were once enemies, we couldn't trust a clever tongue of an abyss alchemist. The orc shaman Sozar said in a cold tone, "But we are now in the resting place of our lord. Looks like I need to apologize to you. ”

"As long as your misunderstanding of us can change a little after this incident, I will be very moved." Belkir smiled and said, "In addition, you should thank Your Excellency Angmar and Your Highness Awen. Without the selfless sacrifice of their men, we would not be here. ”

"This is also the will of our lord." The tall body in the gray-black robe stood silently aside, Ugin's mask could not even reflect a little moonlight, like a black hole, and a low and lifeless voice came from behind: "Besides, if there is such an opportunity to implement a new weapon, why don't I do it?" It's a pity that the Federation's army still came faster, otherwise there would be no Necroknights...... and the clansmen of His Highness Yawen were killed in battle. ”

As he said his last words, Duke Angmar glanced at a figure not far from him. It was a figure that did not fit in with her surroundings, a girl who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, her blood-red pupils were as dazzling as rubies, the skin on her face was as smooth as snow, smooth as cream, the cherry lips under Xiu Meiqiong's nose were slightly curled, and a seductive sarcastic smile floated, and her long purple hair was draped behind her head, almost hanging down to her waist. She was dressed in a gorgeous dress designed in purple and black, as if she was a young lady preparing to go to the ball.

"The dead guy is a fool of the Haocoon family and has nothing to do with the Modleia family. It's just that Boss Kazan has spoken, so I have to come and join in the fun. The eldest lady glanced at the Black Duke Angmar, the supreme officer of the Necromantic Knight, with a disdainful gaze, and then stretched a lazy waist: "Anyway, Belkill." Are we here today for a commendation ceremony? Then I'm leaving. ”

"Alright, Your Highness, that's the point." Belkiel smiled innocently, shrugged his shoulders in a dashing manner, and then pointed to the ruins in front of him.

It's really just a small relic.

It is surrounded by a thick, dense and formidable forest of blood banyan trees, surrounded by a small stone platform. The stone platform is square in shape, about the height of a one-story building, and its length and width are not more than ten meters. The walls of the stone platform are covered with various reliefs and drawings, but many places have been blurred under the terrible erosion of the torrent of time. There were even quite a few cracks.

In the center of the stone platform stands a square stone pillar two stories high. The pillar body is carved with a variety of beautiful stone carvings, which can be regarded as a very good ancient stone carving artwork. If someone really dragged this pillar to the black market in Neosfia, there should be wealthy collectors willing to shell out 5-figure gold coins to buy it.

But that's about it.

Those who are familiar with the culture of the ancient elven dynasties know that this stone pillar functions as both a totem pole and a monument. For the elves, a race of believers in the goddess of life and naturalists, their favorite thing is to place all kinds of pillars in the city to express a kind of classical nature worship that is the unity of heaven and man. Totem poles of this quality are found in the ruins of ancient elves throughout the Dark Forest. There are not a thousand, but at least eight hundred.

Even if many people come here, they will definitely ignore this ordinary stone pillar and stone platform.

But the people present are all beings who stand at the top of the pyramid of this world. The perception of the surrounding environment is even more transcendent, and a mosquito flying within a thousand steps cannot hide from their ears and eyes. Naturally, they could also feel the powerful magic that enveloped the stone pillars and stone platforms, as boundless and unfathomable as the vast sea.

"Gentlemen, well, and the beautiful Highness. What we are about to face is laid down by the great sage Laxis a thousand years ago. It can also be called the highest achievement in the arcane field, and the Forbidden Spell of Laxis! ”

"It's really unbelievable that the seal that was laid more than a thousand years ago still retains a powerful magical composition. Miss Laxis, she is truly the goddess of wisdom of her time, and her beauty is no less than wisdom! A hint of remembrance and intoxication flashed across Chadoldin's face: "Unfortunately, she was unwilling to accept my love at that time...... Alas. To put it bluntly, aren't men and women together just to snap together? I'm just skipping the process and asking for the result directly, as for coming up, do it? ”

"Tsk, more than a thousand years have passed. But the tentacles that were burned off by her still hurt. Chadoldin stroked the back of his hand, and his remembrance and intoxication suddenly turned into a deep grievance.

"A master magician who was even comparable to my lord in life will be just a wisp of green smoke in a thousand years." Angmar's emotionless tone also seemed to reveal a hint of regret: "She is gone, but I still have zài, and the seal she laid down before her death still exists." ”

"Or rather, it has never weakened." Orc Sozar sneered.

The middle-aged man in armor said in a flattering tone, "Even the Laxis Seal can't stop us. We have here His Excellency the Great Black Duke Angmar, His Royal Highness Awen, the True Ancestor of the House of Modleia, His Excellency the Celestial Spirit Shaman Sozar, and two great Abyss Lords......"

"Yes! It's really a crowd of demons. The Vampire True Ancestor scoffed.

The armored man couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and suddenly he was speechless.

"As long as the primeval enchantment remains, our two Abyss Lords will be nothing more than half-crippled, and they won't be able to count on us." Chadoldan shrugged helplessly, "Besides, I'm sure that even if we fire at full strength, this seal won't be damaged in the slightest. ”

"That's ...... like this"

"However, with such a large number of people gathered in such a big way, you should also have your own plans, right? Belkier? ”

"The only people who can break the seal of Laxis are those who understand the seal of Laxis, and we have made so many designs, isn't it just for this time?" The Abyssal Alchemist, who had taken the form of a human body, pulled out a crystal ball from his bosom, which showed a team of adventurers advancing through the woods.

The rest of the NPCs in the team were quickly ignored by the "big bosses" present, and only two girls in white and black robes caught their attention.

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