"The 'blood of the gods' is the blood of the gods!"

Haring replied cautiously, both fearful for his own life and apprehensive about revealing the organization's greatest secret.

"Morbius?"

Dean asked, frowning.

The monster-like god enshrined in the Ring of Morbius, born as Morbius, was rumored to have been a real god, but because of a great rebellion, he was expelled from the realm of the gods by the god king.

Of course, these are just some legends.

In its credibility, Dean has no hope at all.

After all, if a legend like this is true out of 10 out of 10, that's a great thing.

But there's one thing Dean is absolutely sure of.

That is, according to the teachings of the Ring of Morbius, the 'blood of the gods' is absolutely inseparable from Morbius - the Ring of Morbius only believes in the only true God: Morbius!

"Yes, it's His Majesty!"

The wizard nodded, confirming Dean's guess.

"Take me to see it!"

Dean commanded directly.

"Yes, yes!"

The wizard nodded repeatedly, and then, with Dean briskly walked towards the towering but mirror-like room - the wizards and wizard apprentices here had been ordered by Harlem to return to their respective rooms before Watt and Naser arrived, and no one could appear without his orders.

So, when Dean stepped inside, there was no one but the walls around him, which were increasingly covered with magical inscriptions.

Dean looked up at the four walls with countless inscriptions. I couldn't help but sigh softly.

Dean who has been to Mystic Island. Definitely not someone who doesn't understand magic.

But. It was precisely because of this understanding that he was sincerely impressed, and the scene in front of him-

In twenty years, it is definitely not an easy task to carve out this innumerable inscription, not only to consume the mind, but also to waste the previous efforts if you are not careful.

Seal carvings of magic inscriptions. But I'm not wrong, let's talk about it again.

"Did you engrave these inscriptions?"

Dean asked the wizard.

"For the first five years, the high priest sent others to engrave the seal, and I took over this place in the sixth year, and I stayed here for the next fifteen years, completing the unfinished business of that Excellency!"

The wizard replied honestly.

This answer made Dean nod secretly.

Although he is timid and hesitant to do things, he is still serious and careful after putting aside the first two.

Of course. Absolutely useless!

After all, which time is the big thing. Isn't it all about taking a lot of risk? Once you retreat and hesitate, it is useless to be careful and careful.

"No wonder I've been here for fifteen years!"

Dean thought.

The reason why the other party was able to stay here for fifteen years, in addition to being careful and careful, I am afraid that the reason was more because the high priest saw the other party's essence clearly.

However, there is one thing that is contradictory.

"Why are you helping that guy before...... Looks like it's called Sdel, right? ”

Dean's eyes scanned the magical inscriptions, and his mouth asked.

"Great, sir, that guy forced me! This has nothing to do with me at all...... I、I used the spell materials that belonged to the construction of this place without authorization in order to build two spell models as much as possible, and I was found out by Sdel...... My lord, I swear, I was forced! ”

The wizard thought Dean was going to settle accounts with him, and immediately explained it again and again.

However, between the words, the wizard's face was full of shame and embarrassment.

Of course, in the end, it's all about begging for mercy.

Glancing at the extremely sloppy wizard on the table, Dean frowned, but didn't say anything more - the relationship between the two sides, obviously, didn't require Dean to comfort a captive.

"Where's the 'blood of the gods'?"

Dean asked straight.

"Here, here, my lord, come with me!"

The wizard looked at Dean, who had changed the topic and didn't seem to want to pursue it, and immediately felt that he had escaped death, and immediately said, and the whole person couldn't wait to walk towards the wall on the side.

Sticking out his fingers, the wizard lit up the wall.

It was as if it had been thrown into a lake of stones, and ripples appeared with the touch of the wizard's fingertips.

The ripples rippled, and a moment later, they covered the entire wall.

And as the ripples glided, the handwriting of the inscriptions on the walls lit up one after another, and after a breath, the entire wall was illuminated by the shining inscriptions.

It was only then that Dean was surprised to find that the wall was completely round, without any gaps, and it was not made of countless ashlar stones as he had imagined.

Click......

With a clear grinding sound, the ground in front of Dean began to shake slightly, and after four or five seconds, a hole that could only accommodate one person appeared in front of Dean's eyes.

The wizard was the first to go down, Dean following behind.

There were about thirty steps, and after that was a two-person high, but not very large room, in the center of which was a diamond-shaped crystal more than half a person high, and on it was also densely engraved with magical inscriptions.

Unlike the walls on the ground, it also requires human manipulation to activate the power in the inscription.

On this half-human-high crystal, those inscriptions flickered all the time, and it was clear that the power in it was constantly aroused.

Dean stood in front of the crystal, scrutinizing it.

Because of the cramped room, the wizard had to shrink into a corner, so that Dean could look around the crystal more loosely.

His gaze swept over most of the inscriptions that represented 'suppression', 'solidification', and 'sealing', and then, directly fell on the center of the crystal.

There's a touch of gold there!

It flows slowly like liquid gold.

And with every flow, there is a breath of palpitation.

Dean could have imagined if there were no inscriptions such as 'inhibition', 'solidification' and 'sealing' on this huge crystal. These golden liquids. What kind of smell will it exude?

"'God's blood'?"

Dean muttered under his breath.

Though. He still couldn't confirm whether the true god that the Ring of Morbius believed in was a real god, but just the prestige of the other party's blood in front of him could make Dean understand that the other party was incomparably powerful—far beyond the ordinary gold-level kind.

At least, none of the gold levels he's ever seen can compete with.

"Perhaps, a living conquering king can ......"

Subconsciously. Dean thought of the strong man who had been buried in the cemetery.

However, Dean then shook his head quickly.

One is dead, and the other has only a trace left, and such a comparison is obviously meaningless.

"What can the 'blood of the gods' do?"

Dean looked at the wizard in the corner.

"Breaking through the shackles of the gold level - this is what the High Priest said, and I don't know if it's true or not, but they took a third of the 'blood of the gods' and made some real things...... Then, a bunch of monsters were created! ”

The wizard seemed to have thought of the monsters. The whole person's face turned pale.

"The Destroyer?"

Dean asked subconsciously.

"No, it's not! The World Destroyer is just a token of those monsters, even the most powerful Type III. You can't compare with those monsters! ”

The wizard shook his head.

"The Destroyer of Worlds is just a token? So, what are those monsters? ”

A hint of curiosity rose in Dean's heart.

Dean still knows a lot about the world-destroyer.

Among them, the Type I is the appearance of Defendi, with thick, long tentacles capable of manipulating fire, but, ironically, fire is its greatest weakness.

Type II, on the other hand, overcomes the weakness of flames, and moreover, the use of flames has also improved to a higher level.

As for Type III?

This is the final form of the World Destroyer, and although Dean had worked with the Ring of Morbius in his previous life, he had never seen it.

However, with just a few scattered words, Dean was able to guess the power of the Destroyer III.

That's at least close to the gold level of Cheng dù!

And now the Destroyer who is close to the Golden Cheng Dù is just a derivative......

So how strong are those monsters that are actually made?

Is it gold?

A series of questions appeared in Dean's heart.

"Son of Morbius! That's what the High Priest and Her Highness called the monsters - each of them possessed gold-level power...... However, it seems that because there is a problem with the real yàn, such a power is very unstable, and the side effects are extremely great! There should be a total of thirteen real yàn bodies, and only five survived...... At that blood sacrifice twenty years ago, the high priest was to solve the hidden danger of the 'blood of the gods' and find the right way to take it! ”

The wizard replied truthfully.

"Hidden dangers? How to take it? ”

Dean searches for the key to the wizard's words.

"Well, yes! However, the hidden danger has been eliminated, but the correct way to take it, the required container, has been lost due to the sudden attack of the previous Emerald King and the Marquis of York! ”

The wizard nodded, a look of regret on his face.

"You're looking forward to the 'blood of the gods'?"

Looking at the pity, Dean asked.

"Yes, I want to see it...... No, no, please don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else...... I also deeply regret the misfortune of the Jade King! ”

The wizard said subconsciously.

However, he soon realized that he had said the wrong thing and immediately shook his head again and again.

"So, the death of the last Emerald King is really the hand of the Ring of Mobius?"

Dean raised an eyebrow.

"Hmm!"

The wizard nodded palely, looking at Dean with fear in his eyes, as if he was worried that Dean would suddenly attack and understand his fate.

After all, it is rumored that this Lord of Zelgang is quite loyal to the Emerald Kingdom.

However, the wizard did not wait for the imaginary rage.

On the contrary, he waited for a word that he couldn't think of.

"How can I destroy this 'blood of the gods'? Break this crystal? Or destroy the outside walls? ”

Dean looked at the golden glimmer and asked faintly.

"What?!"

The wizard exclaimed.

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)