Dark Demon Warlock

This altar is rough.

Let's put it this way, it's like a kid who is still in kindergarten and a pile of mud, and then build such an altar according to the simple drawings drawn by his classmates!

That's right, it's made of mud!

Now the environment inside has changed, the soil is cracked, and there are many cracks on the altar. It looks precarious, as if it may collapse at any time.

Even so, this altar is still extremely dangerous!

Having already arrived here, it was naturally impossible for Mosen Kulm and the great wizard to paddle anymore, and each summoned a spirit body to go to the top of the altar to check.

Two spirit bodies with different characteristics climbed onto the altar from different directions, but they melted at the same time!

6 people of 7th order, but no one can see how they melted!

He didn't notice the power fluctuations on the altar at all.

6 people have been scared.

As early as when they learned that the owner of the tomb had lived for more than 2,500 years, they had already guessed whether it was the Nereid Great Emperor of the Alamic Dynasty!

Now the strange phenomenon proves that even if it is not that person, the strength is probably about the same.

The power that can make 6 people of 7th level unaware, no matter what, must be the peak of 8th level or 9th level!

This made them even more afraid to act rashly while their hearts were burning hot.

Only after entering a high level can one truly understand the power of a high level professional, sometimes only one step ahead, the strength may be a world of difference.

What's more, the gap between them is one or two steps!

What's even more frustrating is that the time difference between the two parties is so far apart that they can't understand the power form of this altar at all!

How do they crack this?

We can only pin our hopes on the few archaeologists who studied the altar, or Professor Hughes.

Just need their help to provide a starting point.

It is impossible for every 7th-level powerhouse to be the kind of lucky one who accidentally got the legacy of his predecessors. If you don't have enough knowledge to build your own spiritual organ when you are promoted to the fourth level, even if you succeed by chance, it will only plant troubles for the future.

A strong person who can be promoted to level 7 has a wealth of knowledge, definitely surpassing most professors and scholars!

However, there are specializations in the art industry.

Just like a top mathematician, if you ask him to study the origin of an antique, it will be no wonder he can figure it out.

Each level 7 follows and protects a professor.

It also happens to be 6 digits.

Marquis Coffey is in charge of Professor Hughes.

After a while, the bargaining over there was over, but there were still clues here.

"Would you like to discuss it again?"

"Why, are you still not satisfied?"

"Why am I satisfied? Obviously I have suffered!"

"Fart, are you still at a disadvantage? I'm the one who really suffers!"

It has to be said that their ability to read winks is really powerful, and they are really shrewd!

No wonder they are at the top of their respective organizations.

This avoids participating in the final boss event, and avoids risks while being aware of current affairs.

If they have nothing to do, with the unfathomable temperament of a seventh-level powerhouse, what if they feel that they are an eyesore under anxiety and let them go to explore the way?

After a while.

Only Professor Hughes is still exploring.

Several remaining professors have given up.

However, they were not idle, helping to copy the engraving around the base of the altar for Professor Hughes to study.

They all brought pens and paper.

"Have you noticed, these lines are somewhat similar to the lines on the outer door!" Professor Hughes suddenly pointed to the engraving on one of the papers.

"It really is!"

"really!"

After several professors compared with the memory in their brains, they immediately reacted.

Don't blame them for being unresponsive. First of all, these carvings are only somewhat similar to those on the outer door, not the same. Secondly, these glyphs are too trivial, and there are no punctuation marks to separate them. It is not easy to find similar ones from a long list of trivial glyphs!

It can only be said that Professor Hughes is amazing.

"What do you mean?" March Paller asked without waiting for Marquis Kofi and others to speak.

This has been the case since the time of the temple, and I have always intentionally expressed my presence.

Professor Hughes ignored him, but stared at the glyphs intently.

March Pale was about to ask again, but found that there was no sound after he spoke!

After panicking, just about to get up, I found that my body was out of control!

"Hush—" the gray-haired female wizard softly booed him.

How could he hide his little thoughts from this old guy who has gone through a long time?

March Parler fell silent for a moment.

This old lady is kind of scary.

For no reason, such a thought arose after meeting her eyes.

Can no longer be dispelled.

"I see!" Professor Hughes said suddenly.

The surrounding eyes were focused on him, without any unnecessary words or deeds, quietly waiting for him to continue.

"Blood!"

"You need his blood!"

Everyone knows who this "he" is.

His gaze shifted to Marquis Coffey.

The only possible bloodline is with him.

"What can you do?" Marquis Kofi asked after releasing the statue of Xavira Siren.

"Resurrection!" Professor Hughes' answer was shocking but did not exceed their expectations.

Marquis Kofi and the others had long guessed that this guy was unwilling to die.

It's just that he didn't expect that he was actually at the expense of his own direct blood, and he started the layout as early as 7,500 years ago!

Marquis Kofi even thought that the news about the Palace of Inheritance might be his layout, in order to attract people to come with the statue of Xavira Siren!

After thinking of this, Marquis Coffey heaved a sigh of relief.

It is better to know who is laying out the layout than to fight wits with the air.

"How to operate?" After preparing to figure it out, make a targeted layout.

"I don't know, it's not written on it." Professor Hughes was powerless.

Marquis Coffey frowned slightly, and glanced at the faces of Mawson Kulm, Tabitha Agnes, Christopher Micah, Constance Simon, and the Great Wizard one by one, telling his guess .

I have come here, it is impossible to return without success!

Christopher Micah said the same thing.

Even if the opponent is resurrected, it is impossible to have the strength of his life.

No creature can escape the mighty power of time!

What's more, the other party has been dead for so many years, except for the most fundamental spirituality, the strength in his body may have been exhausted.

In this way, the strength of only dropping one and a half ranks is an overestimation of him!

Having the opportunity to kill a fake 9th rank whose strength has dropped greatly makes one's blood boil just thinking about it!

After holding a small meeting and discussing how to cooperate, Marquis Coffey once again transferred the control of Xavierla Siren to Professor Hughes.

Professor Hughes did not refuse, and controlled Xavier Siren to swim towards the altar.

Almost the moment he just touched the altar, this rough altar erupted with a burst of water-blue brilliance!

The cracks are slowly repairing.

At the top of the altar, there was a "squeak" sound when the coffin lid moved.

Xavira Siren's originally chaotic eyes suddenly became clear, and were quickly replaced by panic.

The consciousness wants to stop, but the body still swims unswervingly to the top of the altar!

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