Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

"With so many classics of the bard, how can I find the record of that hero? This is simply impossible..."

After passing through the door of the different dimension and coming to the library of the Nigon royal family, Jedet unavoidably sighed deeply.

"You look a little embarrassed, what happened?"

A familiar voice reached Jedt’s ears. He turned around and saw the man who was reading a book of classics in his hand in front of the huge bookshelf. The man’s body was covered in a dark blue robe, and he could see through the fire. To that pale to bloodless face.

"Master Moriel asked me to look up the records of an ancient hero from the stories of those bards. How could this be done?" Jedt smiled bitterly, but his eyes were not relaxed, his gaze was constantly looking at each library in the library. At the same time, the respect for Morel was still maintained in his words.

"Don't be nervous, except for the Void Demon Eyes, the monitoring methods of those magicians have been completely covered by me. They can't hear your voice. You can say anything you want." The man under the cloak laughed. Said.

"It's better to be careful." Jedt shook his head, feeling the faintly watching his vision in the void, he let out a cold snort, and then reached out his hand, took a brown cover from the shelf, with a little antiseptic demon. The classics on the smell of medicine, slowly looking through it.

While looking at the classics absently, he asked: "Speaking of which...what you said before, is everything about that giant hand certain?"

"Of course." Lifting the giant hand, the man under the cloak came to his mind. "Thanks to you, I can get the undead creature. After careful research, I can't be wrong. It is an undead formed in the field. There are already people. From spiritualism, he has mastered the realm of death."

"Domains..." Thinking back to the giants I saw before, Jadete couldn't help feeling that all the creatures that died beside him would stand up again in the form of undead creatures, that is clearly the power of the domain, "We It took so much energy to realize that the domain is the key to surpassing the legend. Even you have not mastered the domain through spiritualism. How can that person do it?"

The man shook his head: "Are there few people with extraordinary talents in this world? The realm of death has been mastered by that giant. I can't get the same realm as him from spiritualism, but the giant you brought back The hand still gave me a lot of inspiration. It won’t be long before I can completely improve the Endless Night Ritual..."

Listening to the man’s account, Jadet’s face also showed a look of longing: "For that moment, neither I nor you have waited too long! At that time, the whole world will be changed because of us. The name of will circulate in the ears of all creatures, and no creature can stop us!"

There was fire in the man's eyes, and he seemed to yearn for everything Jedt said.

Thinking of the terrible big red dragon, Jadet's face sank again, and he still had a task to complete.

With a sigh, Jadet stopped disturbing the man who was studying the classics of witchcraft, and instead focused on browsing the contents of the classics of the bard in his hand.

Soon, he let out a few sneers, and the movements in his hands aggravated unconsciously. The sound of constantly turning pages caused the man not far away to look sideways and asked: "What's the matter? You seem to have a lot of classics among your opponents. opinion."

"Of course I have an opinion." Jadet couldn't help but said, "Although I have known for a long time that the stories of those bards are not reliable, but I did not expect that it could be so far outrageous. In these classics, finding out the identity of the hero is simply a fantasy."

He quickly flipped through the classics in his hand, pointed to one of the passages and said:

"Do you know what's written on it?" When the disease swept across the Holy Kingdom, the Demon King born from the disease descended on the earth, and when the Holy Kingdom was in distress, the bright heroes who were not afraid of hardships and Confucianism faced the disaster alone. The source of his sword, his sword slashed the sky, the ancient demon fell, and the hero of the light did not seek honor and continued on his journey.'"

"'When the ancient lich straddles the world, disrupting the balance between death and life, and when the Holy Kingdom is in distress, the bright hero with his face like thunder and eyes like flame, alone greeted the source of the disaster, and his sword cut through the darkness. , The evil lich fell, and the hero of the light did not seek honor and continued on his journey.'"

When he read this, Jadet angrily threw the ancient books in his hand on the ground: "The bedtime stories my grandmother told are more reliable than this! It is impossible to find the identity of the bandage man from these ancient books. of."

The classics tumbled on the ground a few times, and finally fell to the feet of the man in the cloak.

The man stretched out his hand, and the ancient book leaped into his hand, and he could see the cover of the ancient book clearly.

"The War of the Bright Heroes? This is the work of the greatest bard, Sasha. When we were still in Bracada, there would be a theater troupe coming to the academy to perform related stories at the annual celebrations, you don’t remember. Is it?" He gently wiped the cover of the classics to remove any dust on the surface.

"Of course I remember, but the above content is too outrageous. It doesn't help me restore the past history." Jadet said helplessly.

In this book, all the records are so-called heroes of light. In order to maintain the peace of the sacred kingdom, they have made a series of stalwart deeds. For Jadet, who wanted to inquire about the identity of the bandage man in the past, the story made up by the travel poet has no credibility.

What makes Jadet even more helpless is that most of the classics in the library are stories fabricated by bards. Those detailed and precious historical records were all burned in the battle between Morel and Hardwood.

The stories of these bards can be preserved, mostly because they are too low in value and have never been seen by other people at all. Even if the classics are burned, they are not their turn at all, which makes them escape.

After wiping the dust on the surface of the classics, the man put the book into the space ring: "It seems that you won't read this book again. Vidnina likes the story of the hero of the light very much. I took this book."

Having said that, he didn't mean to ask Jadet for instructions. Even when he just started to speak, the classics were included in the space ring by him, and there was no room for rebuttal.

Jadet shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and turned his attention to the other classics on the bookshelf, hoping that the other classics could help him and let him find out the identity of the hero.

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