Take Taobao with you to another world

Solaris reached out and straightened Prince Lance's messy collar. The latter raised his head, and the dark red pupils reflected the fine lines of light intertwined on the arc-shaped dome. From the perspective of the gifted head of the knight order, there was only a depressing gray sky.

"It turns out that this is the virtual world, and it is indeed a more wonderful world than imagined." Prince Lance said, "As the last residence of a generation of great emperors, it has enough qualifications."

"It just doesn't look like a mausoleum at all," Solaris said.

"Indeed." Prince Lance agreed.

No mausoleum will be built above the sky, so vast and empty, there is almost nothing in sight except for these intruders.

This is a space protected by a natural storm barrier. From time to time, lightning passes under their feet, but no sound comes into this area.For at least 150 years, no human being has set foot in this area that does not exist in any public records. There are a total of fifteen winged lizards, and only twelve of them basically arrived safely. Those who disappeared in the storm have no survivors. possible.In fact, the loss of only these people was a slight surprise to Prince Lance.The lost three-headed winged lizard, besides the dragon knight, also had a few invited arcanists. Compared with roles such as necromancers and forbidden masters, they are not irreplaceable.

There is a slight wind flowing in this space, and the air is dry and clean. Human beings recover quickly, and the exhausted pterosaurs are still panting on the ground. Most of the pterosaur membrane wings have been damaged to varying degrees. The root of the wing is bleeding, and the wings can only be left powerlessly on the side.The dragon knights gathered automatically, searching for food and medicine in the remaining supplies to treat them.

Although the touch under his feet was very solid, Viscount Billed still had to put a hand on Deputy Commander Greer's arm before he dared to move.He really couldn't understand those knights who seemed to adapt to the situation immediately. There was nothing under their feet, only thick gray clouds and mist rushing like waves, and occasionally a flash of lightning. How could they stand in such a place and still walk as usual?On the contrary, the thief who couldn't hide his nervous expression and kept muttering to himself looked more like a normal person.

The necromancer stopped when he walked by him, and said, "Don't be afraid."

Viscount Billed looked up at the black-robed mage. The storm tore his robe just now, making the mage's pale face visible. Contrary to Viscount Billed's usual impression of the mage, his age The mage, who seems to be only about 30 years old, has long chestnut hair in a soft color, and his eyes are like translucent blue gemstones.

"The ground you step on is the courage in your heart. The builders here disdain any weak people, so it's best not to keep staring at your feet, and you can't always think about escaping from this place, otherwise you may fall into a real hell. said the necromancer, "like him."

The thief was screaming, because his body was falling—or sinking is more appropriate. A knight ran over to grab him, but the thief hurriedly hugged the knight's arm desperately, but the downward trend was completely unstoppable.So Viscount Billed saw a horrifying scene. The knight was kneeling on the invisible ground, holding a man kicking in mid-air with both hands.What was even more frightening was that even the knight had a faint tendency to fall.

"Help me! Save me! Help me! I'm going to fall!"

Viscount Billed's face was almost as pale as that of a necromancer, but Greer actually left him at this moment, and smiled politely at him, "Your Excellency, I'll go over there and deal with it."

"Want me to help you?" the Necromancer asked.

Viscount Billed forced himself to stand up straight calmly, trying his best to focus on the person without paying attention to the surrounding environment, "Thank you for your kindness... no need. But excuse me, since it is our first time Arriving here, how did you know about this, mage?"

"I'm a necromancer." The necromancer said, Viscount Billed didn't dare to be distracted, but he could directly see how Greer kicked the thief's jaw, and then cut off his arm to set him free Falling, "The strong will remaining in the object or space is also within my listening range."

Prince Lance turned his head and looked at the banning master Moshankel Tudor who was walking towards him, "Mr. Tudor, what do you think of this place?"

"This is a masterpiece of many holy masters with astonishing strength and talent." Mozankel replied cautiously, "It is his loss that Kentar did not come up."

Prince Lance smiled slightly, "If he follows up, it is doubtful whether he can pass through the storm safely. Then, we should be on the edge of it now."

"Yes, Your Highness." The banning master said, "The vastness of this imaginary world is completely beyond my imagination, and its core is quite far away."

"Go ahead, then," Solaris said.

The two captains of the Knights summoned all their subordinates. Except for a few injured dragon knights who had to stay to see the Winged Lizard, the others formed a team to protect Prince Lance and the others as they headed towards the center of the void world.As the organizers and participants of this adventure, Prince Lance and Captain Solaris walked in front, Viscount Billed, who was knowledgeable but unable to protect himself, and the banning master were in the middle of the team, and the necromancer walked silently. aside.

"What do you think of this space, Your Excellency?" the banning master asked.

Viscount Billed tried not to look at his feet. Although standing among the crowd gave him a sense of security, the scenery under his feet still made him dizzy uncontrollably. "His Majesty Fatales has a different character. It is indeed possible that the resting place is built here. Although it does not look like a cemetery here."

The banning master looked at the space that continued to extend forward to the depths of the clouds, "It is unimaginable to build such a grand project above the sky, even in the era of rifts."

It is much easier to build a solid underground mausoleum that can resist spells above level ten.But no matter what intentions its designers and builders originally had to bring this spectacle into the world, they can only end up as a mystery in the absence of more relevant records and physical evidence. Perhaps His Majesty Fatales Knowing something about it - if he can ever be brought back to life.

"Mental." Prince Lance said.

The Necromancer took a few steps forward, "Your Highness."

"I know you can sense the will of the undead," said Prince Lance. "Is there any special soul in this virtual world?"

The necromancer replied flatly, "What I can feel is that there are no souls of the dead here."

Solaris twitched his brows slightly, and then exchanged glances with Greer. Prince Lance looked at the Necromancer, waiting for his next words.

"This world still retains the strong will of the creator, which belongs to the domain of the dead." The necromancer said, "As for the living creature, I don't understand it at all."

"Creature?" Solaris asked.

"I heard a slow heartbeat. That's not the frequency a human being should be. And it must be very strong. The heart has only beat five times since we arrived," said the necromancer. The realm echoes... now, this is its sixth pulse."

Prince Lance looked at the web of power spreading over his head and under his feet. When the necromancer spoke of his sixth heartbeat, the web of light also rippled.

"You're right." Prince Lance said, "So, that creature is ahead?"

"Are you sure you want to see it?"

"Since we have come here, why say no?" Prince Lance said, "Just be vigilant and be ready to deal with the worst situation at any time."

Before setting off, Solaris and Greer had done their duty to persuade the prince. As a superior, Prince Lance had the consciousness to bear the consequences.

The team continued to move forward in silence. There was no trace of the sky, no sun or stars, but light from nowhere and lightning from time to time, but there was no shadow cast on the plane they were walking on. There is almost no time reference available, and the only thing that can be used in time is the powerful, regular heartbeat heard by the necromancer.

"No. 70 Nine."

When the necromancer reported this number, the team paused because the knight walking ahead to explore the path found something in the mid-air at waist height.

It was a broken long sword.

The long and straight blade is a form very familiar to knights. The hilt has a glossy feel that can only be produced after holding it for a long time. There are dried blood stains near the guard, and the blade is rusty and mottled. The jagged gaps on both sides reveal With the battles it has been through.It just lay quietly in a void, there is no more special place other than that.

After Greer picked it up and checked it repeatedly, he sent people around to check if there were any related objects. Those who stayed at the place got a result after waiting for three heartbeats, and a sign appeared in the direction they were going. The second waste sword was also a remnant of the battlefield at a glance, and there were no bones or traces of human beings fighting in the same way.

A third weapon came into view shortly after, and Greer said, "Are they purposely placed?"

Solaris also bent down to look at the trident, which was positioned at an angle to the weapons he had seen before. The first two were swords, and the third was a long weapon. Now there was no pattern other than the angle. If you find that their distance is getting shorter.

"Don't touch it." The banning master suddenly said, Greer stopped reaching for the spear, "Unlike the previous two, this sword is connected to this virtual world, I didn't I've seen these kinds of connections, and I don't know what to do with them."

Greer stood up and looked at Prince Lance. The latter thought for a moment, and then said, "Go around it and move on."

The fourth, the fifth and sixth were found on both sides at a distance from it, and the next time, the number of weapons that appeared at the same time increased significantly. As they continued to move forward, more weapons appeared. As expected, and the arrangement of these weapons with various traces of battle is becoming more and more regular.When they encountered the eighth weapon in the straight line, a flame sword with dried and blackened blood on its body, the huge arc formed by hundreds of metals spreading from both sides was already faintly visible .

In the depths of the clouds, there are more weapons reflecting the flashing lightning.

Weapons can't talk, and even Viscount Billed can't get more information from them.Some of these weapons are dilapidated, and some are still visible. When there were not many of them, they looked old and lonely, but when they appeared in front of everyone in an increasingly dense and rigorous formation, the blood and energy left on them The killing intent seemed to resonate, creating a quiet and oppressive atmosphere.

Viscount Billed looked at the scene in front of him, "It's not so much a person's tomb, it's more like a..."

"—'array'." The banning master whispered.

The physique of the Forbidden Clan is unsolvable, but before the Continental War, there were quite a few members of the Forbidden Clan in the profession of Forbidden Master.Even if they don't have any strength talent, they can still use the method of "array" to mobilize natural forces such as wind, fire, water and soil, and achieve their goals no less than any normal method.

In the history that Mosangerk knows, there is no legend of a banning master that can reach the scale seen today, and he has never seen a similar banning structure. As a result, this assumption still makes Mosanger feel chills in his heart.

The necromancer glanced at these weapons one by one without making any comments.No matter what kind of speculation it is, it will not affect Prince Lance's determination to move forward. Besides, they have not encountered any troublesome situations so far. The team continued to walk through rings of silent weapons until they encountered a densely packed Even the steel barrier that is difficult to pass sideways.

The necromancer looked up at the depths of the black clouds, where the lightning was much denser than here, like a lair of a storm, "1, the sound is getting closer."

"I can't hear anything," said the banning master Moshanrk.

"Then can you feel it?" Necromancer asked.

The banning master didn't answer, of course he could feel how terrifying and vigorous power was lurking in the place where the electric snake danced wildly and they had to go, "It's like a dragon sleeping..." He whispered.

The road was blocked, and countless weapons formed a steel barrier in front of them. The connection with this imaginary world was closer than what everyone had encountered before, and it was impossible for them to go around without disturbing anything.The knights and mages who were in charge of the military force stood in front of the barrier and discussed the solution in a low voice. Captain Solaris, who was listening to the opinions of all parties, turned his head to one side. After a while, she said: "Quiet! .”

Everyone shut their mouths, and the inaudible hum finally reached their ears.The subtle metallic sound was like a swarm of bees approaching, slowly getting bigger and bigger, the knights reacted quickly, assembled into a circle holding swords and holding armor and waiting in front of the outer circle, the mage will surround Prince Lance and others in the inner circle In the center, Solaris and Greer looked at the giant ring of steel in front of them, where the weapon was vibrating.

Not only the ones in front of them, but also all the weapons they wore were shaking.Among the people looking at each other, Solaris and Greer lowered their heads, their saber responses were particularly different.

The two heroic swords that have been passed down from the rift era 200 years ago and have the status of kings among many well-known weapons, slipped out of the scabbard by themselves without external force.There was a sound of grinding, and all the weapons in front of and behind the team moved in different directions at the same time. Prince Lance looked at the web of power spreading in the air, and murmured: "Such great power..."

"Your Highness, get down!"

Captain Solaris pushed her boss down with one hand, and with a strong wind that smelled of metal rust, the weapons that suddenly accelerated their speed rushed over their heads like a swarm of bees, and the clanging and clanging sounds gradually became denser , Like a summer rainstorm, it gradually formed a huge sound storm that shook people's eardrums.