As the highest-ranking lich in the entire continent of Feren and one of the most powerful arcanists left from the Nexriel era, Lavoc has a low-key behavior befitting his name, and has taken refuge in the inaccessible mountains since the crash of the Floating City, never showing his strength again for countless years.

It's hard to imagine that such a terrifying old monster would be willing to hide in a dark cave, and if it weren't for the red-robed mages who stumbled upon the sorcerer's tomb and wanted to plunder the knowledge and magic items inside, the world would have thought he was dead.

At that time, at least sixteen of the most powerful red-robed mages poured out, including the current head of the necromantic faction - Sazastan, a level twenty-nine terrifying lich with great power, and it is said that this team alone accounted for nearly half of the legendary mages.

But what about in the end?

Dead and wounded!

Only two people came out of the tomb alive, one of whom was Sazastan, and many people said that he had made some kind of agreement with Lavok, but only the two parties knew the exact situation.

In the year of the crown (DR1351), the plague in the Baldur's Gate area was released by the red-robed mages who opened the sorcerer's tomb, so whenever Serre and the red-robed mages are mentioned in this area, they will hate the roots of their teeth.

Scholars have even called Lavoc the most powerful spellcaster in human history, along with Nesser's other two Grand Arcanists, Iorum and Karthus, and even many gods are willing to make deals with him as equals, so the secrets of this old family are definitely beyond most people's imagination.

As a typical conspiracy theorist, Henry felt that what he had done during this time must have come into Lavocker's observations. So there was no intention of hiding anything. In this way, Zhengda Guangming climbed up the rugged path at the foot of the mountain. Never used any support magic at all.

He didn't want to try out for fear of a no-go zone near the Sorcerer's Tomb, or a protective measure like a maze lock, or else......

It would be a shame for a legendary mage to fall from mid-air and be injured.

You must know that although the Nesserel people did not crack the complex magic locks of the elves, they independently developed a set of their own protective locks, and the power is not much worse.

Troll Mountain is located on the map, directly above Baldur's Gate, on the north bank of the meandering river, and is an east-west mountain range that is not too high, precisely because of its obscuration. The cold air and winds from the north and south were blocked out for most of the power, making the Baldur's Gate and the Green Wilderness area a pleasant climate, especially the huge granary of the Green Fields.

However, it was not so good for Henry, who was climbing the north side, the knee-high snow completely covered one side of the mountain, and he had to be careful with every step, for fear of making a little noise and inducing an avalanche, let alone looking for the sorcerer's tomb, and he might not even be able to tell the direction.

Of course, in addition to environmental reasons, monsters are also a big nuisance. After all, it's not just a casual talk that this place is called the Troll Mountain, but there are really a lot of hungry trolls. They scavenged in groups for anything they could stuff into their stomachs. And I don't care if I'm buried by the snow that slips down.

In just over two hours, Henry saw a team of trolls chasing foxes who accidentally slipped and caused a small avalanche, and if it weren't for the ability to activate the flying ability on the ring at any time, I am afraid that he would have to be unlucky.

After this lesson, he secretly complained about the poor intelligence of the troll, and continued to march towards the top of the mountain, trying to find the entrance hidden somewhere as quickly as possible.

But as the saying goes, fate always likes to tease mortals, and often the more you try to get it, the more you can't get it, and the more you don't want it, the more likely it is that it will appear in front of you inadvertently.

Three and a half hours later, the sky had begun to darken, and the sun was about to disappear completely into the horizon, and Henry still hadn't found the entrance to the legendary sorcerer's tomb, not even the slightest magic fluctuation, not even the prophetic magic could find any clues.

There was no doubt that the entrance was blocked by some powerful force, and it was no wonder that the location of the Evil Sorcerer's Tomb had been exposed for so many years and there had been no rumors of a second intruder.

Just when he was a little depressed, the sun finally set completely, followed by a dozen bats suddenly flew out from a place on the side, and all of them were full of strong negative energy, and they knew that they were vampires without asking.

They seemed to know that there was someone here from the beginning, so they turned a corner and flew directly in the direction where Henry was, and then they all fell from the sky and turned into pale young men and women, among which the leading man gently tidied his hair and purple cloak that was tossed by the night wind, and then took two steps forward and bowed very politely.

"I'm so sorry to have you wandering around the area for so long, valued guest. Because of the sunshine, we can't come out until after dark, and the host asked me to offer this gift, hoping you won't mind it. As he spoke, he offered a book engraved with strange patterns in both hands.

I saw that the cover was written in ancient Nai language:

Gift to the mortal who has the power to create and destroy miè - Henry. Ancomé.

The inscription below is also in Nesserel script, although it reads a little awkwardly, but it translates into a lingua franca as Lavok.

Obviously, the Wizard King had learned about the hidden power in Henry's soul through some channels, and he had calculated that he would visit today, as if the whole world could not escape the control of this old fellow, and just thinking about it made people's scalps tingle.

"Lord Lawalker is waiting for me?" Henry asked in a low voice as he pretended to be casual as he took the book and opened the first page.

The male vampire nodded with a smile on his face, "Yes, the master informed us a month ago that we were on the lookout for people who had recently come up the mountain, saying that a young human with silver hair and silver eyes would be visiting, and ordered us to invite you to sit in the tomb. ”

"A month ago?" Henry's face instantly became a little ugly.

He hadn't come up with the idea of visiting here a month ago, so how did Lawalker come to this conclusion?

Prophecy magic?

Empirical judgment?

Or does he have the ability to foresee the future?

Henry was so lost in thought that he didn't even have the heart to read the spell in his hand that recorded countless Lawalker's inventions. Even if most of these spells have been lost. And it is of great research and reference value.

The vampires waiting next to them are like statues. Always maintained a posture with a faint smile on his face, neither urging nor reminding, just standing in place and waiting silently. They are clearly extremely professionally trained, as can be seen from the unblinking eyelids.

"In that case, I have a lot of things I would like to ask His Excellency Lawalker about it."

After a long time, Henry finally opened his mouth to break the silence. Since he didn't know much about the outer planes, he couldn't think of any strange abilities. Or the item can predict what will happen in a month's time, and the only way to ask it is in person.

"Of course, please follow me." As he spoke, the male vampire made a gesture of please, followed by the lead.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the group came to the entrance of the Tomb of the Sorcerer, a huge courtyard hidden in the interior of the mountain, which happened to be located in the middle of a steep rock wall on the side of the mountain, and the two sides were covered with dense pine trees, so it was very well hidden, no wonder I searched for so long and did not find it.

Just as Henry was about to activate the flying spell, the vampire hurriedly stopped him: "Please don't use any spells. From the bottom of the cliff to the entrance, there is a dead magic area, where all magic, magic, and special items are disabled. Even legendary magic is no exception. ”

"Oh? Is it naturally occurring, or has it been modified? Henry's eyes lit up slightly, revealing a very interested expression.

The vampire smiled apologetically and explained, "Sorry, I don't know. There was a zài here before I was born, and the owner didn't mention it, so if you're interested, you can ask in person. ”

"Interesting, it's no wonder that after all these years, no second person has been able to find the entrance to the sorcerer's tomb. I should have thought of what else could stop the prophecy magic except the Death Magic Zone. But don't worry, it's not a small problem that bothers me. Saying that, Henry showed a playful smile, and then mobilized the power of creation in his body, instantly attracting a large amount of primordial magic around him.

"Nope! Stop it! You can't do this! ”

The male vampire could no longer maintain a polite posture and shouted out in a lost voice, and even showed boundless fear in his scarlet eyes. He could feel that the wild magic energy that was gathering was becoming more and more violent, and perhaps in the next second, an extremely terrifying explosion would occur, and the entire mountain could collapse with it.

Henry stretched out a finger and shook it lightly and said, "Don't get excited, I just want to use my own method to get through the guò entrance, I believe that His Excellency Lavoc will also be willing to see a wonderful performance, isn't it?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he directly detonated the energy mass above the area of death magic, and a large amount of wild magic filled the entire space at once, although an unknown force was repelling them, but this little time was enough for a legendary spellcaster.

I saw Henry smile and snap his fingers, disappear in place in an instant, and appear at the entrance of the tomb in just a second, even if there is no magic net, only relying on the chaotic primordial magic, he still completes the accurate short-distance teleportation, fully demonstrating his superb magical attainments.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from inside the cave: "Excellent, this is the best teleportation I've ever seen since I've been here, it's hard to imagine that you have mastered such power at such an age, Sazastan is like a child who has just learned to walk compared to you." Come, come to my underground palace, I am now looking forward to this meeting more and more. ”

"I was amazed to receive praise from His Excellency the King of Wizards. Again, I look forward to meeting you and have a lot of questions that I would like to get answered here. Henry said with a slight bow into the depths of the cave. (To be continued......)