"You leave, go to the altar, and be sure to find the inheritance of your ancestors..."
In the spacious room, strange images are still being played out.
The old man sat quietly on a wooden chair, his pair of black eyes were deep, as if he had seen all the vicissitudes of life. At this moment, he looked at the elf girl in front of him with a kind face.
"Elder..."
The girl's eyes were red, and there was a hint of sadness in her beautiful eyes: "I will do what my people hope for."
"If it doesn't work, just leave."
The old man looked at her kindly, his face very calm and peaceful.
Looking at his appearance, the girl finally nodded, waved her sleeves, and left without hesitation, walking towards the other corner.
After she left, the image did not disappear.
The old man sat quietly on the wooden chair, his eyes looking to the side, slowly falling on Athir.
At this moment, Atier felt a real pressure coming, as if a real gaze was falling on him, making him feel awe-inspiring.
"The latecomer..."
As if sensing the doubts in his heart, the old man in front of him smiled and spoke again.
Faced with this scene, Athir subconsciously took a step back before he reacted.
"Don't panic. This is just the residual effect of the spell. I have already perished over the years."
Looking at Athir, the old man had a kind face and a look of vicissitudes in his eyes. He narrated quietly: "This is the last spell I cast in my lifetime. My body is used as a medium. It can only be activated when a tribe member with the blood of the elven royal family comes and receives these messages I left before my death."
"The blood of the elven royal family."
Listening to the old man's words, Atier whispered to himself and understood.
If the condition is the blood of the elven royal family, then Athir does meet the condition.
As a half-elf, Athir has half elven blood in his body. And his mother in this life happened to belong to one of the branches of the elven royal family. Although the royal blood in his body is already thin, he is indeed a descendant of the elven royal family.
"We failed. The curse left by the bloodline is not so easy to break... In order to resolve this outbreak, we violated the prohibition of our ancestors and came to this forbidden land to pursue the glory of our ancestors..."
In front of him, the old man with a peaceful face was still speaking: "But the reason why the forbidden area is a forbidden area is because there are more terrifying things here... As soon as we entered here, we were infected by that aura, and the curse on us was triggered and broke out directly."
"The power of the Sun Emperor is both a glory and a ban..."
"I will use up my last bit of strength to record this video and some other things. Those who come later, no matter who you are, for the glory of your ancestors and for yourself, go to the center of the forbidden land and find the inheritance and scepter of the Sun Emperor…"
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The images in front of my eyes were still continuing, speaking sentence by sentence, but they were becoming weaker and more blurred, and it seemed that they could not last much longer.
After a while, the surroundings returned to silence, and the image light in front of my eyes disappeared, illuminating the surroundings briefly.
Standing quietly aside and watching the image disappear, Athir was silent for a while, then walked straight to the front.
There, a dried corpse was sitting quietly on a wooden chair, still wearing the robe from the previous image, but it was completely lifeless.
On the mummy's body, Athir found a blue round crystal.
This is a high-level knowledge crystal, which can not only transmit knowledge quickly, but also can be used multiple times. Unlike ordinary knowledge crystals which are consumables, it is a very precious and rare thing, and is very expensive.
Silently picking up the crystal, Athir's powerful mental power moved, instantly triggering the things inside.
"An unknown information interface has been detected. Do you want to connect to it?" The mechanical voice of the chip sounded again in my mind.
"Access!"
Hearing the prompt from the chip in his mind, Atier confirmed it without hesitation.
In an instant, a large amount of information flowed into my mind, constantly vibrating in it.
Complex knowledge continued to intertwine, constructing several extremely complex spell templates in the mind, as well as some scattered information.
"Beep! Unknown information has been received and sorted. Three first-level spell templates and one meditation method..." After the information was received, the mechanical voice of the chip in his mind was still ringing.
Standing there, Athir was stunned by the overwhelming amount of information in his mind.
This kind of gain far exceeded his previous imagination. Not to mention the three spell templates, just the meditation method, if it were taken out, it would probably be enough to make countless formal wizards break their heads and fight for it.
It was an advanced meditation method called Moon Ritual. Judging from the information left by the other party, it was an advanced meditation method that only the elven royal family was qualified to practice.
But unfortunately, this meditation method is incomplete. According to the other party, the complete Moon Ritual Meditation Method has four levels, which can allow people to practice to become a fourth-level wizard, but now only the first two levels are left, and the rest of the content has been lost.
Based on the information sent by the other party, Atier also understood the other party's identity.
This is the high priest of the Elf Kingdom. Not only is he a member of the Elf royal family, he is also one of the people with the highest status in the entire Elf Kingdom.
Of course, as time has passed, the elven kingdom to which the other party once belonged may have collapsed.
"Moon Ceremony..."
Standing there, Athir muttered to himself.
Just by feeling the knowledge in his mind, Athir could know the profundity and horror of this meditation method. Its complexity far exceeded the basic meditation method he had practiced before.
However, according to the information attached to the meditation method, this set of meditation methods is completely built based on the bloodline of the ancient moon elves. If one does not have the bloodline of the moon elf royal family, although one can still practice it, the effect will be very different.
But for Athir, this meditation method is just right.
After sorting out everything in his mind, Athir also understood the origin of this relic.
This is a relic built by the Elf Sun King in ancient times. Not only is the Elf King's body and scepter buried there, but also some terrifying things are sealed away.
The huge sun in the sky is actually the embodiment of the power of the Elf King. The power in the corpse slowly dissipated over the long years, and was extracted and condensed by the power of the witch array, and finally used to suppress the entire ruins.
The place where the sun connects with the earth is the core area of the original ruins, and it is also where the body of the Elf King lies.
"Just the power leaking out of the corpse alone can create such a terrifying and spectacular scene... The power of the ancient wizard is indeed terrifying."
Looking up at the sky above the ruins, seeing the huge sun that continuously emitted golden light, Athir couldn't help but sigh.
In the sky, the huge golden sun was still floating in the air, constantly emitting light. Even though it was hundreds of meters away from the ruins, the magnificent and terrifying atmosphere, as well as the supreme majesty and dignity, could still be clearly conveyed to everyone.
This power was like that of gods and demons. If it were not for the information in his mind, Athir would hardly dare to imagine that this was the power leaked from a corpse.
After walking around the room and searching around, Athir found some unexpected gains.
They were crystal stones that shone with golden light and looked like ordinary magic stones. Energy particles were constantly flowing on them.
In terms of the energy contained alone, this single golden crystal is probably comparable to hundreds of high-level magic stones.
"Magic Crystal, I didn't expect to find it so easily..."
Looking at the two golden crystals in his hands, Atier couldn't help but sigh.
The two golden crystals in Athir's hand are the magic crystals that Terrence mentioned before. They are also the main raw materials for refining purified potions. Now they can be easily found here.
This was found on the dried corpse of the old man in front of us.
As the high priest whose status in the Elf Kingdom is second only to the Elf King, the old man naturally has no shortage of good things on him. Although most of the materials he carries have become ineffective due to the passage of time, there are still some things that can be left, such as the two magic crystals in front of him.
After obtaining these two magic crystals, plus the knowledge that Athir had previously acquired, it can be said that Athir's previous goal of entering the ruins has been exceeded. Even if he withdraws immediately now, he will still gain a lot.
However, now that he knew the details of the ruins in front of him, Atier would naturally not leave just like that.
The tomb where the body of the ancient Elf King is buried, what may be hidden in such a place, even if just a little bit is leaked, is enough to benefit a formal wizard like Athir.
Moreover, judging from the information left by the Elf High Priest, the Elf King also left behind his inheritance and his own scepter.
These things are enough to make a formal wizard fight for his life. If he leaves like this, Athir will not have a clear conscience.
Of course, as the tomb of an ancient elven king and a forbidden area that elves are forbidden to enter, the danger of this relic is unquestionable.
Atier had already prepared himself mentally. A door to the world deep in his soul was glowing at this moment. It was half open and could be fully opened at any time.
As long as an unexpected situation occurs along the way, Athir will immediately open the door to the world and leave this place in an instant.
After searching the spacious room and making sure that nothing was missed, Athir turned and walked away.
There is a long corridor on the road. Occasionally, you can see some rooms where you can find some things, but most of them are no longer useful and the gains are very scarce.
It is unknown how many years this relic has been built, but according to Athir's estimation, it probably has a history of at least tens of thousands of years.
The Elf King is the supreme ruler of the elves. He possesses power that surpasses that of the ancient Moon Elves. He is the true master of the elves, and his bloodline was cut off in ancient times.
If the ruins before us really buried a pure-blooded Elf King, then the history could probably be traced back to the peak of the Glorious Era.
After such a long time, except for a few materials like magic crystals, most things will decay and completely lose their effectiveness.
In the corridor in front of him, Athir walked for a long time and finally came to another area.
This is a spacious open space with the sound of flowing water faintly heard around, along with some inexplicable muffled sound, constantly coming from the distance.
Several figures appeared in the distance.
There were several tall stone statues, standing quietly in the distance. Like giants standing tall, they were standing there, guarding a golden gate.
Looking at these stone statues, Athir's eyes flickered, then he took out the talisman in his arms and slowly walked forward.
His footsteps were light and slow, with a sense of caution, as if he was on guard against something.
As he got closer and closer to the stone giants, the bronze talisman in his hand was emitting a faint light, shining on Athir's body.
"You can't go in yet…"
Feeling the light from the talisman, Athir stopped suddenly and looked at the stone statue in front of him with a serious expression.
Among the information left behind by the old man, there was some data and topographic map of this mausoleum.
The golden gate in front of you is the only entrance to the interior of the ruins. If you want to go deeper into the ruins, you can only pass through this gate.
The stone statues in front of the gate are the guardians of the gate. They are puppets created by ancient elves.
Anyone who wants to enter the mausoleum will be stopped by these stone giants. Unless certain conditions are met, it is impossible to enter.
"Since this is the tomb of the Elf King, one of the conditions for entering should be having the blood of an elf."
Standing there, Athir raised his head and said, "As for the second condition, it should be some kind of token, but it is not the talisman in my hand."
Strictly speaking, the talisman in Athir's hand should also be considered a kind of token of trust, and in ancient times it should have represented a symbol of some kind of identity.
Possessing this talisman allows one to enter the outer perimeter of the mausoleum, but one cannot enter the depths of the mausoleum and can only guard outside.
Just now, when Athir was about to enter, a flash of light suddenly appeared on the talisman, giving Athir an extremely dangerous and terrifying feeling.
That light did not mean permission to enter, but a warning.
"According to the information left by the Elf High Priest, this relic is not only the tomb of the ancient Elf King, but also a forbidden place for the elves. It seems that something is sealed inside."
Standing there, looking at the golden gate in the distance, Athir fell into deep thought: "Since it is a forbidden area, then outsiders are naturally not allowed to enter. So what is the meaning of this talisman?"
"Yes…"
After a while, he raised his head and thought of a possibility: "Since it is a mausoleum, then the identity of the Ancient Elf King may also have a corresponding tomb keeper, and this symbol represents the identity of the tomb keeper."
As this thought flashed through his mind, Atier felt that this possibility was very high.
Since this is a mausoleum, it naturally belongs to the dead, and no living person can enter. However, there is no such sign at all on the periphery of the ruins. Instead, there are many spacious small rooms, which seem to be inhabited by people in the past.
If this talisman represents the identity of the grave keeper, then everything would make sense.
(End of this chapter)