sorcerer immortal

In the memory read, the name of the middle-aged man is indeed Marton, but his life experience has completely changed. He looks like an aborigine who lived 3000 years ago, not the one who disappeared decades ago That Marton Ferras.

"After more than 3000 years, there just happened to be a coincidence, so the possibility of a coincidence is too low. Then the only possibility is that this person's memory has also been tampered with. Just like Leon before, the original memory was cursed and sealed. Then it was forbidden to give it a new memory."

Frowning, looking at the half-dead middle-aged man on the ground, Adiel thought of this possibility, and then his heart became ruthless, and he exerted force on his hands again.

boom!

An even greater mental force surged in an instant, rushing towards the depths of the middle-aged man's mind, but in the end it seemed to hit a steel plate, and was isolated by an inexplicable force.

It was darkness, a huge force with resentment and malice. It was somewhat different in nature from the cursed power Adil felt before, but it was far superior in quality, far better than the few times he had encountered before. Curse is much stronger.

This power entangled in the depths of the soul of the middle-aged man in front of him, completely enveloping its core, leaving only a shell, revealing some wrong information.

"This unique architectural approach is worth learning."

Feeling the composition of power in the middle-aged man's body, Adier's eyes lit up, and then he squeezed his palm hard.

boom!

Ripples rippled in the space like a calm water, and there seemed to be a broken mirror in front of him. The fragments in it exuded a little black breath, all of which were suppressed and dispelled by another silver spiritual force, leaving only the pure soul core, and the The truest memory.

Just like in the beginning, one after another memory fragments emerged from his mind, but this time, the memories that emerged were relatively real, belonging to the real Marton Feralas, not the false memory created by the curse.

Reading this memory, Adier quietly closed his eyes, while suppressing the backlash of the curse, he put his mind into this memory, trying to figure out the story that happened that year.

With the gradual concentration of the mind, in Adier's spiritual induction, the surrounding scenes began to change gradually, first from bright to dark, then from dark to bright, and finally turned into a familiar scenery.

As the mental perception became clear again, the afterimage of a building ruin came into my mind.

In front of you is a vast building ruins, with buildings standing around, most of which are made of stone, with strong traces of history on them, deeply carving a unique mark on the building wreckage.

Then, with the sound of footsteps, a middle-aged man wearing a red robe and carrying a simple backpack ran quickly among them, with a frightened face, as if he was being chased by something.

"no no!"

As he ran, he yelled incoherently, sweating all over his body.

Through the resonance of memory, at this moment, Adier can understand the mood, tension and fear of this middle-aged man, who desperately wants to leave this place, but he can't get out of this corner no matter what.

He tried to leave from the city gate he entered, but after running around, he couldn't find the old stone gate he passed through when he entered.

This went on for a while before finally ending.

A black mist rose gradually, and in the thin mist, one could see the shadow of a person, standing in the mist, walking slowly towards him.

At this scene, the memory that was originally flowing in my mind suddenly stopped flowing, and began to freeze at this moment.

Adier opened his eyes and looked down.

Under his feet, the entanglement of the curse power was broken, and the middle-aged man had woken up at this time.

He opened his eyes silently, staring at Adier closely with bloodshot eyes, feeling the scenes that happened before, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I..." He looked at Adier, then faced the blue sky above, and stretched out his hand silently, trying hard to touch the sky.

In Adier's eyes, this rough arm quickly became dry and thin, as if decades had passed in an instant, and the originally strong and powerful arm gradually withered, becoming dry and rotten.

In just a few seconds, the middle-aged man in front of him quickly turned into a mummy, and the clothes on his body seemed to have become shredded and shredded after a long time.

A warm current surged up from the depths of his soul. According to Adier's induction, at this moment, the boundary energy in his body instantly increased by hundreds of points, and it was still growing slowly.

"this is okay too?"

Looking at the mummy in front of him and feeling the increased boundary energy on his body, Adier was a little surprised and surprised: "It seems that entering this forbidden area this time will not be completely fruitless."

After the words fell, he glanced at the street in the distance, and walked forward without hesitation.

Chapter 397 Timing

wow

Faint hoarseness and corrosion sounded continuously on the spot.

In an alley, Adier stood in the midst of it, with a decomposed mummy under his feet, emitting a faint stench there.

"The seventh one."

Looking at the corpse that turned into a rotting mummy under his feet, Adier said indifferently, and then looked at his body data.

“姓名:阿帝尔.法库斯。力量：5.1。敏捷：5.8。体质：4.9。精神力：172.4。界能：4082。”

"Hunting and killing seven dead people directly increased the energy of a thousand realms."

Looking at his body data, he nodded, quite satisfied with the result: "As expected of this world's famous forbidden place, exerting influence on it, in terms of obtaining boundary energy, is far more efficient than the few curses encountered before. Events are far more powerful."

"The only pity is that now, it may be difficult to find this kind of lost dead to hunt."

Looking at the mummy on the ground, he said with some regret.

This kind of undead who entered the lost city in the past and lost themselves in the forbidden area is not easy to find.

During the past few days, Adier searched around secretly, and only found these seven people.

Of course, in the past 3000 years, there must have been more than seven dead people lost in this lost city. Adier alone knew hundreds of lost people, and there were many more who didn't know.

But although there are many lost people, very few of them survived the long time, and among them, those who can be recognized by Adier are even rarer.

For those unidentifiable existences, Adier dared not try them for the time being. If he accidentally ran into the aborigines in this city and caused the curse to be activated in advance, it might cause some unpredictable consequences.

"There are only two days left before the seven-day deadline. During this period, it's better not to take risks lightly."

Thinking of Leon's instructions before, Adier shook his head, temporarily suppressing the urge to move in his heart, and chose to walk to the side, in a certain direction.

In the same place, as his figure moved away, the mummy that had fallen on the ground began to slowly disappear, and the whole body turned into a little bit of fine sand, completely weathered on the land.

Walking through the long streets and cobbled paths, Adier came to a manor, gently stretched out his hand, and was about to open the door.

"I'm back." A cold, hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and then the wooden door in front of Adier automatically opened, revealing the scene inside.

Adier has long been used to this weird scene in the past few days, and he didn't show anything unusual at this moment, he walked in directly and saw a figure inside.

It was a tall and burly figure, wearing a black cloth, holding a scepter in his hand, very similar to Senge from the figure.

Sensing Adier's arrival, the figure turned around slowly, revealing a frightened face.

It was a completely rotten face, part of the skin that was still intact looked like a mummy, a pair of black eyes were blood-colored, and the whole countenance was extremely terrifying. Senge's face could only be seen from the remaining outline. Kind of looks like.

He turned around silently, holding a scepter in a skinny arm, looking at Adier just like that, and said in a hoarse and disgusting voice: "What are you doing?"