The First Mage

"It seems that Sorcerer Noel is not resting well."

"hehe……"

Everyone smiled tacitly. After the betting and persecution that ignored the overall situation, Nuo Er's popularity was completely lost. At this time, everyone's laughter seemed to be somewhat gloating.

However, Nuo Er seems to have really changed during this time. His previous proud and arrogant personality has actually subsided. At this time, when he heard these laughter, he only moved his cheeks and snorted coldly, but he didn't say much.

Seeing that Noel did not break the defense, Lynch turned to everyone with some regrets, and greeted everyone with a smile: "How is the situation now?"

"It's very troublesome. The situation inside is not clear now, so we can only watch us go in and check..."

At this time, Lynch pondered for a while: "Show me the information inside first."

"That's it, you can look around, but I'm afraid you won't find any useful information..." An alchemist threw a crystal ball to Lynch.

"Thanks."

Following Lynch, he concentrated and immersed his magic power in the crystal ball.

Then, a series of pictures emerged from it.

It was a dark, deep tunnel, and Lynch could barely see it in the faint light, and his perspective was a little shaken, but on the stone wall of the tunnel, every inch was carefully carved, it was flashy and magnificent The decoration style is typical of the elf dynasty style.

And continue to walk forward, and you can still see murals on the stone wall, which are painted with strange pigments. I don’t know how many years have passed, but they have not fallen off. There are pictures of blood and fire intertwined. Extremely impactful, the tall elves drove the chariot, whipping countless races in the flames.

In this painting, the elves are all painted with golden paint, which is obviously sacred, magnificent, and inviolable, while the races conquered by the elves show terrified expressions one by one. A despicable sneak attack under a long whip, and a panic-stricken escape...

Simply put, this is an epic mural of the conquest of many planes during the Dark Dynasty.

And if you continue to move forward, you can see that there are more golden elves, surrounded by a burly elf who is driving a chariot and hidden in a layer of sacred flames. He has fair skin and a handsome face. There is also a mysterious symbol on the forehead that seems to be born with it, patrolling the sky high above, and all the tribes below can only look up at this sun god-like elf with horror...

But at this moment, the elf's eyes suddenly moved, as if he had come to life, he suddenly turned his head to look at the wizard's eyes, and suddenly the eyes became blazing, like the sun and fire blooming, suddenly igniting everything into ashes.

Then the picture suddenly disappeared in a raging fire...

"Elf King..."

At this time, Lynch let out a soft breath, and he was sure that the terrifying elf depicted in this mural was the elf king.

According to the customs of the Elven Dynasty, his tomb depicts the achievements of his life.

These murals are the most proud achievements in his life...

It's just now that the elf dynasty has collapsed, and these immortal murals have become important evidence for future generations to rob graves.

"Now it seems that we are the only ones to go in and see for ourselves..." Lynch said after pondering for a while, "How are you preparing?"

Several alchemists present looked at each other and said with a smile: "This time we have the support of the major chambers of commerce. Of course, everything is ready. Let's go next. It's just that we discussed it. Some special alchemy potions still need to be prepared." It needs to be refined now, and everyone needs to come up with some dry goods in this regard.

"no problem."

Lynch smiled, knowing what this meant, now is the time to show off his true skills. After all, all the major alchemists actually have some unique potions in their hands, so they can't hide their secrets now. Just let Lynch see that Duan video, but also hope to reach a consensus on this one.

After such a discussion, everyone split up and prepared. As mentioned earlier, with the support of major chambers of commerce, there is naturally no shortage of various alchemy materials.

So after a whole night of busy work, in the early morning of the next day, everyone was almost ready, and more than a dozen alchemists entered the tunnel together.

There is nothing in the first few hundred meters, just like what the wizard's eyes detected at that time, there is nothing special about this place, and the decorations along the way are also normal.

Soon, everyone passed through this safe area, and soon arrived at the place full of murals...

"Be careful."

At this time, Noel, who was silent at first, also became serious.

After arriving here, the cooperation of everyone is pretty good, and they are also very concerned about Noel's reminder. After all, although Noel lost to Lynch in the betting fight back then, it has to be said that his alchemy level is among the crowd, and that is also true. Second to none.

"Damn, it's not good..."

Moreover, almost as soon as Noel's voice fell, someone suddenly exclaimed.

Because at this time, there was suddenly a dense, itchy scalp-like soft sound coming from his side.

At this moment, everyone could see in the light of the lighting technique that at some point, there was a centipede that was more than ten meters long, lying quietly on the stone wall above their heads, under the dim light of the lighting technique. In the picture, you can see that there are more than a dozen small eyes on its head. At this time, those eyes are shining with blood-red light, and the sharp and thin mouthparts are making a rustling sound, which is almost vivid. Cool.

The only good thing is that when everyone found it, this huge head was quietly sticking to the stone wall, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep, motionless...

"Go quickly, don't use any spells, don't disturb him."

Noel was very decisive, and after whispering something, he continued to walk forward one step at a time.

The group of people kept walking and walked fast for almost ten minutes. After the centipede behind them disappeared completely, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did they react with lingering fear.

The centipede didn't even know how many levels of monster it was, but judging from the faint aura it emitted during its deep sleep, it must not be weak. If it was disturbed, everyone would be extremely troublesome in this tunnel...

Fortunately, I got rid of...