Transcendent Dawn - 804. Chapter 804
“Phil!!”
Iliya had forgotten how long she hadn’t dreamed.
But this time, she clearly remembered the happy time when she was a child and the knight attendant who always followed.
Unfortunately, the other party has completely died.
This kind of pain, even if she killed Rich with her own hands, could not be alleviated in the slightest.
She put on a gorgeous and noble magic robe and walked out of the mage tower.
Not long after, Tacolau came to her: “Sorry… Rich added various anti-reconnaissance magic to his Horcrux. I can’t find his Horcrux location…”
As long as the Horcrux is not destroyed, the Lich will never die.
Even if Ilia kills Rich once, as long as the other party’s Horcrux is not found, one day, the other party will return from death.
“It doesn’t matter, as long as he dares to show up, I will kill him again!”
Ilia answered in a cold voice.
But Takerau frowned, feeling that after this trip to the north, Iliya had changed a little bit.
In fact, the changes brought about by the promotion to the sixth-level magister are similar to the transformation into a lich, but there are not so many negative emotions.
But because it is too powerful, it is also easy to lose control!
“Ilia, you know, I always…”
Tacroo took a deep breath, affectionately and authentically.
“Feel sorry……”
Iliya’s eyes moved, but she refused directly: “Now, I just want to climb the peak of magic and don’t think about other…”
“Do not……”
Looking at the back of her resolutely leaving, Takerau felt that his heart was severely cut: “Could it be that… the person you have always liked is Phil?”
…
Neisser Empire, magic calendar, 120 years.
With the accumulation of time, magic gradually penetrated into life, and every citizen of the empire proudly claimed to be a “Citizen of the Neith” and was proud of being a magician.
And one after another legendary magisters were born continuously.
Every magister will build his own floating city.
One after another floating cities rose up one after another, spreading across the entire continent, and finally, after statistics, it exceeded the 300 mark.
Taklau also entered the realm of the sixth-level magister due to the feedback from the magic net.
At a certain magician conference, Ilia proudly announced: “Magic is the essence of everything, and the magician has taken control of the world! Everyone… let us cheer together!”
But secretly, Ilia revealed her concerns to Taclou: “Although the sixth layer of the magic web has been perfected with the assistance of hundreds of magisters, the seventh layer… is nowhere in sight!”
“This is a brand new field.” Takerau can only comfort him: “Perhaps… it will take more than 500 years of accumulation…”
“No, as the master of the magic net, I can feel that with the spiritual power and beliefs of the magician, it will take far more than 500 years to build the seventh layer of the magic net and make it a’rule’. Maybe we With a life span of thousands of years, I can’t wait until that day.”
Ilia answered with a wry smile, her expression gradually becoming firmer: “We need a new obelisk!”
Takerau was shocked: “You forgot my prediction, do you still have the teacher’s reminder?”
“I think… My magic empire and I are now ready.” Ilia replied.
Hearing this, Taklau couldn’t help being silent, and after a long time, he let out a faint sigh.
…
“Finally… after reaching glory, are you going to start to die?”
Su Lu looked at this scene and sighed as well.
The obelisk of the Zerg came from the ancient continent, the dominators and the old gods.
Among them, the first twelve pieces are okay. They only record some mysterious information. After the research of Zerg and human beings, they are transformed into the practice of’string’ and’rune’, giving birth to two extraordinary systems of extraordinary warriors and magicians.
The thirteenth obelisk is different!
Its appearance itself represents ominous!
It is an item brought out from the Great Ditch of the Devil by the king of the Zerg tribe, who lost his army and paid a huge price.
There are even messages left by the old gods on it, recording the rituals of communicating with the dominator of dreams-the old god Montage! Polluting power with terror!
As a result, the Zerg race was contaminated and fell into bloody sacrifices and mad worship. In the end, the whole family died together. Only a few members transformed into pure spiritual life and became a great race-Spot.
“This time, is it the turn of humans?”
Sulu thought indifferently: “However, this is also a spur…As long as someone can be promoted to the gods before destruction…”
After all, the madness and destruction of the Zerg is also an extremely long process.
“So… as you wish!”
Sulu stared at Ilia and slowly uttered a word.
Before the birth of the obelisk, with His will, it became very’ordered’. The thirteenth obelisk full of pollution has never been found.
But now, it can be born.
…
Under the will of the magic emperor, the entire empire acted like a precision machine.
All the relics of the Zerg race were unearthed, even digging three feet of the ground. The magicians formed an adventure team, constantly looking for new relics from the ocean and the mainland.
They accidentally measured the depth of the entire continent and even the ocean.
Only the Great Devil’s Great Ditch, because it has become more and more dangerous, cannot even reach the fifth and sixth level magisters, and has become a few unknown places.
The secrets of the lost continent, the legends of the old gods and creators, are still buried there.
In a tropical rain forest.
Three floating cities came crashing down, covering the sky and the sun.
“Darby Magister, please first!”
Three legendary magicians, with many magicians, flew down together.
Among them, as the first generation of personal apprentices, Darby has undoubtedly become the leader.
“Um!”
Darby was in the image of a gray-haired old man at this time, but he was full of energy, surrounded by silver thunder and lightning, standing in the void, like a high god, overlooking the tribe below.
It can be seen that the other party is very primitive, using thatch and wooden frames to set up a tent, and the members are dressed in animal skins, and they feel a little bit ridiculous and drinking blood.
“The primitive tribe, how come there are such savages?”
He frowned.
“My lord… After being investigated by the pioneers of the adventure team, this place should be a remnant of the old empire. It escaped into the tropical rain forest, and gradually degraded due to the severance of civilization…”
Next to him, a magician immediately bowed and replied: “Not only that… they also mastered some bloody sacrificial methods, and gave birth to a very secretive’witchcraft’. Our people, it is from this aspect that we tracked down clues… …The thirteenth obelisk, the gem of civilization, should be in this area!”
“The obelisk is the truth of magic and should not be held by a savage!”
Darby raised his staff coldly.
next moment!
The terrible meteor shower fell from the sky, submerging the primitive tribe…
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