One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 112 Invitation

"Dear Lord Soth!

On behalf of the great host, I invite you to a fun game.

Through the portal in front of you, you will arrive at an ancient tomb deep in the desert.

It is full of various organs, traps, undead creatures and monsters.

As long as you can solve them and find the entrance to the next floor, then you can get the corresponding rewards.

At the bottom of this tomb, there is also a "Book of the Dead" that records a series of precious necromantic knowledge including transforming liches and vampires.

If you can find it, then it's yours.

And I guarantee that during the time you are participating in the game, no one will harass or attack the caravan. "

After reading the contents of the letter, Zuo Si immediately frowned subconsciously: "An invitation letter? Let me participate in a game? And there are rewards? What exactly does the other party want to do?"

He really couldn't believe that the mastermind who made such a big noise actually made such a seemingly "ridiculous" simple request.

Because Zuo Si is always used to analyzing problems from a rational and logical perspective, Zuo Si couldn't understand the motivation behind it at all.

Especially the mysterious man on the sand dunes not far away, at least he has mastered the high-level magic of the seventh to eighth rings.

But even so, he is just a servant who obeys the orders of the "master".

How powerful should the "master" who hides behind the scenes and controls everything be?

"What was written in the letter?" Arline asked vigilantly.

If it wasn't for the education she received since she was a child that prevented her from doing anything too disrespectful, she might have just snatched it up and took a look to see if there was any evil conspiracy.

"Don't worry, it's just an invitation.

You mentioned earlier the great evil that hangs over this land, wish I could play a game with them.

Also, I really don't recommend you touch the letter.

Because if I read correctly, this thing is made of specially treated humanoid scalp, which contains extremely powerful necromantic magic power. "

As she said that, Zuo Si spread out the paper with a very special touch in her hand for Eloline to see.

As we all know, human skin is a "material" that is often used in necromantic magic.

Some books and scrolls that record evil and taboo knowledge often use a lot of human skin.

In addition, a few mentally distorted and crazy necromancers also use human skin to make gloves, cloaks, boots, belts and other equipment.

Just to bless more and more powerful necromancy magic on it.

But few people know that the "skin" on a person's body that can carry the most magical energy is actually the circle above the brow bone and close to the Tianling Gai.

Necromancer Asta once used a large number of scalps peeled off from the heads of slaves to make a "Scroll of Undead Control".

It can be directly used to directly control a large number of low-level undead creatures without much intelligence.

"Human skin! How did you tell the difference?" Eroline's face changed slightly.

"Trust me, you don't want to know."

Zuo Si replied meaningfully, then turned around and said to the businessman who was about to pee his pants in fear, "Sorry, Bernard. I may have to leave for a while, you and the caravan stay where you are and don't move around."

"Are... are you sure you want to accept such an invitation?" Bernard asked in a slightly trembling voice.

obviously!

The huge teleportation gate that stood not far away was made of bones and flesh, which really scared him a lot.

After all, a mere pirate captain, Harlett, could force him into helplessness, not to mention a high-level spellcaster who was very difficult to mess with at first glance.

"Do you think I have a choice? This letter is written as an invitation and read as a threat. If I dare to refuse, then there will be no living person in the entire caravan. So I must participate in this game, regardless of the opponent's purpose What is it?" Zuo Si explained very calmly.

He knew very well that with his current strength, he could at best deal with spellcasters who mastered spells below the sixth level, and they were also between LV11 and LV12.

Such a mysterious force that can use seven or eight ring magic spellcasters at will as servants, even if it joins forces with Alaina, it will be for nothing.

What's more, the other party didn't push Zuo Si to a corner at all, but just invited him to participate in a "mini-game".

And similar "games", he was forced to participate more than once by the necromancer Asta when he was in the high tower of the floating city.

Almost every few months, all the apprentices would be thrown into an unknown wilderness, underground cave, or ancient tomb for assessment.

Only those who find the exit alive are considered qualified.

As for those who failed to come out alive, they either turned into rotten and smelly corpses, or were eaten by ferocious beasts beyond recognition and only bones remained.

"Oh——Okay. Please be careful, I will lead the caravan here and wait for your safe return."

Bernard sighed slightly, turned back to the caravan, organized the hired civilians and slaves, and calmed down the frightened camels one by one.

Zuo Si stared at the soldiers and followers summoned by cards around him and asked, "Are you ready?"

"Of course! I can't wait to burn something."

Alena raised her right index finger, releasing a blinding red flame on the fingertip.

The soldier slapped his chest hard, and replied in a deep voice: "To obey your orders is the meaning of my existence!"

Hearing the two's statements, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with satisfaction: "Very good! Then let's go, go early and return early."

"Wait! Master! We also want to go with you!" the werewolf girl Fang Gesi hurriedly shouted.

"you?"

Seeing these little werewolves who were eager to try, Zuo Si couldn't help but shook his head with a smile: "Forget it. It's better for you to stay here to protect the caravan. At least you haven't participated until all the training is completed. Qualifications for this game."

"what about me?"

The half-orc warrior Rhett pointed to his nose.

"You can keep up. But let me declare in advance that the death rate of participating in this kind of game is very high." Zuo Si warned bluntly.

That's why, at first, he only chose to bring two creatures summoned by cards into the portal.

After all, you can be resurrected after death.

But Reiter shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said boldly: "It doesn't matter. From the moment I became a warrior, I knew that I was destined to be accompanied by fighting and death. I would rather face a powerful enemy. I don’t want to die in battle, and I don’t want to be a coward who runs away.”

"I like brave and fearless warriors. Let's go and see what interesting things are hidden in this ancient tomb."

After all, Zuo Si indicated that the soldiers walked into the portal first, followed by him himself, followed by Alaina and Rhett.

The last one was the paladin Eloline who swore an oath that no matter where Zuo Si went, she would follow her.

When all five people passed through the energy vortex and disappeared without a trace, the portal suddenly became extremely unstable.

It will automatically shut down after about ten seconds.

Only a huge and extremely bloody portal of flesh and bones remained standing above the desert.

The mysterious man in the sand dunes in the distance stood there silently, neither leaving nor approaching, which made the entire caravan feel very nervous.

After all, the necromancy spells he used before are enough to make most people feel fear and despair.

(end of this chapter)