The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 325 No.30 Six Acts. Rosen’s Grave Robbery Notes

Rosen first picked up a small crystal on the ground. This crystal was translucent, and inside it was a cloud of gray mist swirling around.

This thing, Rosen calls it a beacon.

To put it simply, this is a sign prepared for using laws to move across planes. During the transmission process, this beacon will guide him in the direction, allowing him to skip the tedious process of calculating coordinates, and directly Arrive at your destination.

Rosen discovered that the planes of this world are not simply spatial concepts, but more like some kind of domain located in the same place but with different dimensions and levels.

Using the ball as a metaphor, if the main material plane is the surface of the ball, then the elemental realm is a section closer to the center of the ball. As for the sea of ​​magic power, it is located in the center of the ball. Between the Elemental Realm and the Prime Material Plane.

Between the planes, there is endless void. This is the origin of the magic power of Chaos, and it is also the prison where the people of Chaos are imprisoned.

It's just that the people of Chaos are sealed outside the crystal wall, and in the endless void, there are only monsters like the Void Shambler he encountered before wandering.

At any time, crossing planes is a dangerous job. Travelers must have a full understanding of the two planes in order to determine the coordinates and open the portal, otherwise they have to swim directly through the endless void. The degree of danger You have to go up several levels.

He dropped the beacon through the mobile terminal on Grandia earlier. Rosen should be grateful that the saint a thousand years ago hadn't thought of using the power of laws to send items, so that his courier could arrive smoothly.

"This feeling is indeed similar to the Fortress of France."

As soon as he came here, Rosen felt a familiar smell, which was similar to the furnace of the primordial fire and the Fortress of Faran. This is a special breath. As far as Rosen knows, only the saints can emit this breath.

"It seems to be true."

There is no surveillance from the outside here, or in other words, it is theoretically impossible to sneak in here, so Rosen didn't hide, and just swaggered around in the ruins.

He was not interested in the strong magic power here. Rosen stretched out his hand, his perception was like a radar, and he quickly scanned the entire ruins. The room at the end seemed to be wrapped in a silkworm cocoon, and it was impossible to perceive the internal situation at all.

Rosen didn't hesitate, and walked directly there.

The temperature in the ruins is suitable, and the air is quite fresh. It must have been treated by magic. Rosen stepped on the smooth stone road, making a slight clicking sound, which echoed in the corridor.

He walked quickly to the door of the room.

The perception diverged, and while Rosen felt a barrier, several magical undercurrents were brewing.

After thinking about it, he took a step forward.

Then suddenly, Rosen found himself in the endless void.

"Transfer. No, domain?"

Rosen soon discovered that this wasn't just teleportation magic, but more like a space like the domain of law.

In other words, he is now in the realm of the law of that saint, Velen Aslif.

"But isn't he dead, isn't it weird?"

It stands to reason that if the person is dead, then his domain of law will disappear from the world, unless his own domain of law is directly solidified on the item like the end of blood.

"So, this ruin is likely to be Velen's domain of law?"

To solidify his law field on the holy relic, Rosen could only think in this way.

"So, how do we get out of here?"

Rosen extended his perception, but found that he couldn't reach the end no matter what. It was like he was in an empty world, and he couldn't even meet a single atom.

"It seems that it is not a space in the general sense."

Rosen immediately thought of the traps set by the various mages he encountered before. Since the other party is also a mage, and the only mage who has stepped into the realm of saints, it is naturally possible that he has the same evil taste.

"Wait a minute, since those teachers can let other apprentices in so easily without worrying about big problems, then maybe."

Talking to himself, Rosen took a step back.

Immediately, the surrounding scenery changed, and he returned to the original underground ruins.

Ahead, the door still stands.

"Sure enough, even the defense method is full of mage's evil taste."

Rosen thought for a while, and took out a small crystal from the void behind him.

This is a prop he made that can be thrown away and then exploded, a bit like the grenade in the previous life.

Without hesitation, Rosen threw the crystal towards the room.

I saw that the crystals that originally flew out in a parabola disappeared directly in the air.

Through the magic power attached to it, Rosen confirmed that the crystal was indeed successfully detonated, but standing here, he didn't feel the slightest sign of explosion.

Then, he took another step forward.

boom -

The scorching wind was accompanied by the explosion's airflow, directly sweeping across Rosen's body. Although this seemingly powerful explosion couldn't even penetrate Rosen's outermost barrier, it was undoubtedly a very destructive blow. But it was directly submerged in the endless void, leaving no trace soon.

Taking a step back, the world here is equally silent.

"Does it really need a chosen person to enter here?"

Rosen tilted his head. He didn't think he must be the chosen one. If he really wanted to say it, that unknown person should be a mage instead of him being an undead.

"However, I always feel a little weird. Why did you bring those students here?"

Although it wasn't dangerous here, for mage apprentices who had never seen the world, it was easy to cause some unpleasant consequences because of curiosity. Logically, the principal didn't need to bring these students here.

Rosen seemed to have captured some inspiration at that moment, but the spark was fleeting and he didn't catch it.

"Forget it, I will find a chance to observe later."

Anyway, there was still time left, so Rosen decided to leave first and make plans before the magic competition.

"Farrell, record the data here and take it back for analysis."

Rosen ordered, and then stared at the door that was close at hand but out of reach again.

Above the ancient gate, there is a sentence inscribed in ancient language.

——May the fire be endless and live forever.

(End of this chapter)