Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

Chapter 882: Temple adventure

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Although the magician's mana has been greatly hindered, there is not much pressure on Alando, who is good at melee combat, and Seres, who is good at long-range combat. The road is winding and rugged to the depths of the palace. Along the way, All the interceptors that emerged were dealt with by the two of them. Wherever Ryan and his party passed, there were shriveled corpses everywhere, and the unpleasant smell became stronger and stronger.

Ryan and the others walked for a while and found that the passage in front had collapsed, making it impossible to continue. Alan tried to move the huge rocks, but the entire blocked area was too large. And the huge rocks are quite difficult to shake, so removing them is not a good idea.

In desperation, Ryan and the others could only walk back for tens of meters, and randomly chose one of the two passages on the left and right to see if they could go around it. Ryan and the others walked slowly along the passage on the side, and everyone walked slowly. Slowly walking deeper along the passage, I kept sighing at the hugeness of this palace back then. The entire Apocalypse Temple was at least ten meters high. This made the people who came to worship naturally feel their own incomparable emotions when walking in the palace. Because of my small thoughts, I will believe even more devoutly in the god who accepts sacrifices here.

There were more enemies encountered along the way, and they were denser, but the strength of these enemies was not enough to stop Ryan and the others. After spending more than 30 minutes, Ryan and the others came to an area full of small rooms. It is estimated that here It used to be where the Templars rested.

Ryan and the others casually entered a room. The wooden door that turned into powder when sneezed naturally could not block Ryan and the others. The room was not very big, with just a stone bed and simple furniture. After 200 years, As time went by, these wooden furniture had become extremely fragile. When Farasi sneezed because the dust on the ground floated into her nostrils, the furniture in the room collapsed silently and turned into a pile of powder.

Ryan shook his head with a wry smile. Not to mention that there were no clues here. Even if there were any, they would probably all disappear after a few hundred years. After looking at several rooms in a row, Ryan and the others lost their ability to continue. The desire to search, and according to the general layout of palaces used for sacrifices, the living area here should have passages to other places, and there should even be ways to enter the main hall. After all, the main entrance of the entire palace should be used by distinguished people, and ordinary Templars probably have their own dedicated channels.

"The life of these Templars should be very simple. Look, there are so many rooms, each with the simplest decoration. I didn't even see any decorations. Did they all live a life of asceticism before? ." Farasi said softly next to Ryan,

"Templars, as the name suggests, should be guards who guard a certain holy place. Then they may be some fanatical guys. It's probably nothing unusual to do this." Ryan thought for a while and answered Faras,

"Squeak." Sophie had just used a wooden stick to peel open a rotten door, and immediately jumped out a mummy. The twisted look on the mummy's face was less than half a meter away from Sophie. It was indescribably disgusting. , was so frightened that Sophie's face changed drastically, and she screamed directly. However, her instinct as an excellent thief still overwhelmed her inner fear in the shortest possible time. At the same time as the scream came out, Sophie tightened her left hand tightly. The dagger she held had already stabbed the mummy, and then her body turned and retreated sharply to avoid the enemy's attack.

The mummy did not hold any weapons such as swords or scepters. He just rushed towards Sophie with his bare hands. As a result, his palm was pierced by Sophie's dagger. However, he should not have felt any pain, even if he was stabbed. , still continued to rush forward, but Sophie's defensive action also gave Ceres beside him enough reaction time. Three white lights sprayed out from the Soul Song, hitting the body at close range. The mummy directly purifies its unrested soul,

Sophie stroked her chest in shock. Her dagger was already inserted into the palm of the mummy, and Sophie didn't seem to be planning to take it back from the pile of mutilated mummies. After thinking about it, Ryan thought about it and simply took it out. He took out his own Shadow Shang and handed it to Sophie. After all, with the increase in his magical power, he no longer needed to fight with this sharp weapon.

"My martial arts teacher gave this to me when I first went on an adventure, so I can only lend it to you." Ryan shrugged his shoulders and said to Sophie who was full of emotion. Unexpectedly, he said this The words made Sophie's heart surge even more. She gently stroked the blade of the Shadow Sword, and felt a hint of coolness from her fingers. Sophie, who was used to seeing life and death, felt a little bit in her heart. Obviously, this should be a very powerful sword. weapon, but Sophie was completely unable to find any sign of magic fluctuations from it.

"Okay, let's move on." Faras rolled her eyes at Ryan. Her husband was not good at this. He took too much care of his friends, especially women, and he almost accommodated them. Fortunately, she was the first woman of similar age that he met after leaving his hometown. Otherwise, many things would be unclear.

As soon as Sophie entered the palace, she kept sketching on a parchment scroll. As Ryan and his team went deeper, the content of this sketch became more and more abundant. However, according to the currently known structure, Look, the distance traveled by Ryan and the others in the past few hours is only equivalent to one-tenth of the entire Temple of Apocalypse.

"This is really just a holy place for the Templars." Faras couldn't help but ask: "Even the Saint Nebiro Cathedral, which is dedicated to the Supreme God of Light, does not have such a huge building, and it seems that the entire palace Totally a whole, not a complex of buildings.”

"If you don't know, then I don't know even more." Ryan shrugged as he walked and said, "I don't know anything about the previous history here, so of course I can't imagine it out of thin air."

"What about the templars here? It seems like they were resting in their rooms, but they were suddenly affected by the dark ritual of the demigod lich, so they all turned into mummies." Faras saw what he saw based on the shrinkage in front of him. The scene began to speculate: "But the ultimate goal of the dark ritual should not be to turn into a mummy. If the magic of the necromancer is not to deprive the life, it should control the dead. The mummies in front of them seem to still retain some of their thoughts before death. , it always looks different from the real undead.”

"Perhaps the magic circle deep in the temple protected them, but this effect only weakened it instead of completely disappearing the dark ritual. Or, the Templars here are extremely powerful themselves, and the evil magic was not completely destroyed. To take effect, there is another possibility. Could it be that the demigod Lich Kangs did it on purpose? He wants the people who offend him here to become immortal and suffer forever." Ryan replied,

"We'd better give up here and go directly to the main hall. Now I'm a little curious about what happened at that time." Faras said: "Why did they still do it even though they knew that tens of millions of undead legions passed by here? Are they unwilling to evacuate, is it because of the fanatical belief in their hearts, or is there something here that they must protect and cannot leave."

"Well, let's not search the rooms here anymore. Well, according to the sketch drawn by Sophie, we can probably go deeper into the temple in this direction, but we don't know if we can find the road there." Ryan pointed The sketch in Sophie's hand said,

"That's fine. I also suggest that you first have a general understanding of this place before doing anything else. If that doesn't work, you can find thousands of people from Cassano to slowly dig through these things." Seres said with a smile: "Outside The lake is indeed a chasm, but for you two magisters and above, this is not a problem. You can even use your hands to dig a passage, but it will take more time."

"Do you think that the palaces here should be all integrated?" Allendo suddenly spoke: "It feels to me as if a mountain was hollowed out and then the palace was built. As for the lake outside, , I guess it probably didn’t exist back then, but due to magic or time, the palace that should be high up in the sky sank to the bottom of the lake instead.”

"Overall, you also have this idea." Ryan said in surprise: "If this is true, then the original project to build this palace must have exceeded that of Fernando City. Moreover, who came up with this idea is really crazy. .”

"It wouldn't matter if these Templars and Holy Knights were all fanatical believers in a certain god." Faras spread his hands and said, "You must know that whether they are Holy Knights or Light Priests, their power is It doesn’t really belong to you, but comes from the gods you believe in. The more pious you are, the greater the power you get.”

"The templars we met before, they can use magic to attack and are good at martial arts. They were obviously very powerful when they were alive. I estimate that the best templars are not inferior to the elites under my brother-in-law. Judging from this result, if it is not that the power of the gods they believe in far exceeds the Lord God of Light, then their beliefs are as pious as those of my brother-in-law. Obviously, the possibility of the former is too low. I would rather believe that the third Two kinds.”

"Okay, let's not discuss this anymore and let's go." Ryan doesn't want to argue with Faras on such a purely speculative matter. In Ryan's view, it's better to control the power yourself.

Suddenly a breeze blew over my face, and then a faint female voice echoed in the huge passage: "You are... outsiders,"