Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

"Sister Gao Wen."

Gareth, who was walking at the front, suddenly exclaimed, interrupting the white-haired boy Gahoris who was about to continue showing off to his eldest sister.

"Look, what I found!"

Gareth, who had short hair and a round face, jumped forward suddenly, and the slender knight's sword roughly split open a group of bushes blocking their sight next to Charles Ancient Road.

An ancient black watchtower with a rounded top, about 60 feet high, thrust straight into the sky and caught the eyes of the three siblings.

"Such a tall watchtower?"

"Isn't the Ancient Charles Road behind the Demonic Disaster Battlefield? Why was such a large defensive building built?"

The silver-haired Gao Wen, who was shining with the luster of the sun, squinted his eyes and looked at the watchtower high above the woods in front of him, feeling a little confused.

"Let me look at the map first."

The white-haired young man Gahoris, who was squatting with his head in his arms, saw that his eldest sister had diverted his attention. He quickly stood up, took out a well-preserved map of the Charles Ancient Trail in his arms, and looked for the middle section of the ancient trail where they were.

"Hey, how come there isn't?"

The cool boy with white hair spit out the straw stick in his mouth and searched blankly for a long time on the drawings, but could not find any trace of the watchtower building.

"Our Orkney family's map of the Charles Trail is the most detailed one in the kingdom."

Gao Wen looked at the old obsidian floor in front of him, and saw the countless dead wood, branches, leaves and dust that had accumulated because no one had taken care of them for a long time.

"This shouldn't be the handiwork of the Blood Knight from Wales."

Her eyes returned to the towering domed watchtower protruding from the woods and reaching into the sky.

"Let's go explore and find out what's the mystery there!"

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"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

Accompanied by the sound of a row of nearly 20-foot old forest trees falling, dozens of fully armed Knights of the Round Table rushed in and dispersed to every corner of the open space in front of the castle to stand guard.

Edward, Artoria and others followed closely behind, holding long swords and staffs.

“It’s incredible!”

"The buildings of this ancient magic empire are actually so well preserved."

Under a magic robe exuding the dark undead aura, Rasmussen held a long-handled staff with the forehead bone of an unknown monster at the end, exuding a strong undead aura. His dark pupils carefully scanned the fortress in front of him.

I couldn't help but sigh.

The small group of Knights of the Round Table who had just come to investigate could recognize the huge ancient magic empire war fortress in front of them with the profound knowledge that Alice had poured into them when she created them.

However, the Knights of the Round Table are laymen after all. Compared with Rasmussen, a real spellcaster who has studied the history of the ancient magic empire and has the inheritance of the necromancers of the ancient magic empire, there is still a huge gap.

Except for the gorgeous decorative reliefs and exquisite hangings throughout this square fortress, which have become decayed and obsolete after more than two thousand years, the buildings that are actually used for war functions have no superficial appearance.

The magic pattern has been flashing with a dazzling purple magic light today.

There is an azure spiritual magic tower spire at each of the four corners of the war fortress. Translucent magic energy pillars draw straight long lines, converging from all directions on the center of the watchtower that stretches straight into the sky.

Rasmussen frowned and looked at the middle section of the watchtower that towered in mid-air and gathered a large amount of magical energy. Unknown magic runes swayed in the air, causing ripples visible to the naked eye. They flashed strangely.

of blue light.

However, in the perception of the vast spiritual power of the silver middle-level undead caster, the huge building in operation from the ancient magic empire in front of him seemed to not exist.

Before he could sigh again about the advanced rune bunker technology from the ancient Magic Empire, he was interrupted by Lancelot who was silently observing the terrain near the Magic Fortress.

"This building from the ancient Magic Empire period should have just appeared here not long ago!"

Unlike several powerful spellcasters who stared at the various magic patterns on the outer wall of this ancient and dilapidated magic fortress as soon as they came here, with their eyes releasing a ferocious thirst for knowledge like hungry wolves, Lancelot keenly discovered that in this

The edge where the four outer walls of Socrates' Magic Fortress are in contact with the forest is a circle of deeply concave soil slopes.

"If I guessed correctly, this Socratic Fortress should have descended steadily from high altitude to this place!"

Although there is only such a shallow layer, the color of the newly turned soil due to the huge pressure has been obviously different from that of the roots of the surrounding ancient giant trees.

"Could it be that the technology of the ancient magic empire has become this powerful?"

Godric, the red-haired spellcaster, clutched the one-handed sword-style staff in his hand.

The huge fortress in front of him was a standard square building, and Godric could easily construct its approximate area in his mind from the diameter of one side.

It’s at least the size of 5 football fields in the Marvel world!

Such a huge building, let alone how much it weighs, can only float it into the sky. In Godric's mind, only the Holy British Empire, which has dominated the world in the Marvel world, can do it.

"alright!"

"Everyone, what is the secret of this most basic defensive castle in the "Three Sages" system during the ancient magic empire."

With her golden hair standing tall, Artoria turned around and looked at her followers. Her serious expression showed a trace of the majesty unique to a princess that she had not seen for a long time.

"Let's go and see for ourselves!"

After saying that, he turned around in a dashing way, and the vermilion blue sun velvet cloak drew an elegant arc, striding towards the main gate of the castle in front of everyone.

Edward, Black, and Lancelot followed Arturia silently with serious faces on their faces.

Cassiso gestured to the vigilant Knights of the Round Table around him, indicating that they should continue to guard here, and then he and his wife followed him.

Only Godric, Rowena, and Salazar glanced at each other. After all, they were followers of Helga Helpach. They had received formal "Magic Ruins Exploration" from the ancient spellcaster organization Morton.

Educate the caster.

Although their current achievements, as Silver-level ring mage, can be called "Master" even if they return to Morton, they are still a little hesitant when facing this real relic of the Magic Empire in front of them.

Since the castle in front of us is so well-preserved, why are we not afraid of some elemental traps or magic locks if we rush up to it so carelessly?

In their eyes, this situation should be analyzed step by step starting from the magic patterns on the fortress wall.

"Let's go!"

Rasmussen, under the black robe of the undead, noticed the hesitation of these young people, walked past them, and walked towards the main entrance of the fortress in front, while reminding him in a low voice.

"You know, even in the most prosperous period of the ancient magic empire."

"With your current strength, Sir Edward will not be a nobody."

What?!

Before the long-black-haired Rowena could react, Godric and Salazar thought of something at the same time, and their pupils narrowed sharply.

They took steps almost at the same time and chased the team in front.

Could it be that the rumor in the magical world of Marvel is true?

Lord Edward has broken through the legend...

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"Sister..."

Just as he was about to leave his mouth, the white-haired boy Gahoris saw the raised veins on the forehead of the tall female knight beside him from the corner of his eye. He quickly swallowed the word "head" back in his stomach and quickly changed his words.

"Sister Gao Wen, such a big castle is so shabby..."

The tip of the one-handed sword in the young man's right hand pointed directly in front of him, at the huge and ancient black building covered with strange magic patterns.

"snort!"

Sister Gao Wen snorted coldly, "I guess you can change quickly!"

"This building is not as simple as you think!"

As she spoke, brilliant silver fighting spirit suddenly ignited on her tall and bumpy body!

The golden sunlight of the scorching sun at noon shone straightly on her whole body.

Then, the silver flame seemed to have been poured with a high degree of industrial alcohol.

The burning Yinhui Dou Qi suddenly expanded in a circle visible to the naked eye.

A breath that burns all things suddenly appears in the forest!

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