The whole area is patterned. Looking down from above. It is dotted with dots, with lines one by one. Wide and thin. There is also a round or square carving pattern. Sweep away at a glance. But it is also a map!
But the most central part is engraved with a sun-shaped figure like the sun, with engraved patterns faintly exuding rays of light. And... a huge silhouette of a square, and a huge silhouette of a square after that. Well, a graph...
this graphic. No matter who can see what it is at a glance...
That is, it looks like a tower.
"How... is it possible?" Semel lost his voice: "Tower? Could it be that this map shows the imperial capital? The center is a tall tower... Could it be the white tower in the palace? But... if this place is a magic Then the history of this stone platform may be 10,000 years! Ten thousand years ago. Could it be that the demons have the ability to predict the prophets? You know that humans will build a white tower here in the future? I drew it here first. ?”
"... ,,
Du Wei was silent. His eyes carefully swept away all the surrounding patterns. Finally, he sighed softly. Shrugged. The corner of the mouth has a long smile: "Master great-great-great-grandmother. You are wrong, this painting is not the white tower of our current imperial palace... but..."
His voice became more and more weird, and he pointed at the square outline in the center and the tower pattern behind it.
"Look carefully, this painting is not about our palace and the White Pagoda... but the Temple of the Demon Race, and... the Tongtian Tower!"
"You. You said..." Samel was also startled, and then he looked carefully for a while, and gradually he couldn't help being moved.
Du Wei's smile became more and more strange. He took a few steps. Coming to the top of the northern end of the pattern... here is a wide and long carving trace...
"Look carefully, this long strip looks like a river..."
Du Wei closed his eyes: "We all know. The Lancang Grand Canal. It was originally a natural river running through the east and west of the empire's mainland. Later, the empire spent a lot of energy digging on the basis of that natural river, and finally Then it evolved into the water transport artery that later ran through the east and west of the empire. Let's make an interesting hypothesis... If we say that this river is the predecessor of the Lancang Canal. If it is a natural river, then the following figure. It's like a city...”
"Do you mean to say..." Semel exclaimed.
"That's right." Du Wei suddenly let out a long sigh, and turned around. His face was indescribably calm and strange, but he blinked and said in a low voice: "It's really an astonishing discovery... If you look at it according to this map, our current location is the underground of Demon God Temple and Tongtian Pagoda! But now, it has turned into a human palace and a white tower! And..."
Du Wei finally smiled wryly:
"Above our heads. It is the imperial capital of the empire, and to the north is the Lancang Canal! And this is the same place...in the ancient times 10,000 years ago, this place used to be the land of the demons..."
He seemed to pause on purpose. Finally uttered two words.
"Magic City!"
This time. Even Semel was at a loss for words.
Du Wei's expression became unusually deep. He seemed to be thinking hard about a problem, and his brows were tightly furrowed.
"It's really interesting." He hummed softly. He muttered to himself in a low voice: "The natural river 10,000 years ago has become the current Lancang Canal. The Demon Temple has become the current Imperial Palace. And the Tongtian Tower has become the current White Pagoda! Even the location is different. Almost nothing has changed! All this. Is it just a coincidence?"
Historical coincidence? It's really interesting...
Du Wei's face was cloudy and uncertain, but Semel had already turned his head and looked away.
Finally, her figure floated back and forth on the central stone platform, and shouted: "Look. There are words here!"
Du Wei walked over. Sure enough, I saw the position above the center of the stone platform. Right next to that central sun disk carving. It is a line of engravings with twists and turns like tadpole characters.
This kind of writing. Although Du Wei didn't recognize it, he had seen it!
It was in the sealed space on the Daxue Mountain back then. In the buildings of the real Demon Temple and Tongtian Tower, he occasionally saw such characters engraved on the buildings... Obviously, this should be the language of the Demon Race.
"I don't know." Du Wei shook his head.
"Yi? There are engraved characters below...the imperial characters!!" Semel exclaimed.
Du Wei quickly climbed down. Sure enough, just under the string of engraved demon characters, there is another line of slightly shallower engraving marks, which are crooked. The carving is very crude. And the degree of delicacy is far from being comparable to the whole carving. At first glance, it is obvious that someone added it later!
"Sure enough, it's an imperial text." Du Wei shook his head: "However, it seems that this sentence doesn't make any sense at all... What do you mean
Involuntarily, he read out gently according to the content of the imperial text.
At this time, Semel suddenly exclaimed: "That's right! This text doesn't have any real meaning. I'm afraid... it's just the text of the demon clan. It's changed with homonyms in the language of the empire! Yes ... Could it be the spell of demon magic??"
But at this time, Du Wei had finished reading that line of text... Then he raised his head and realized: "Spell?"
He just finished these two words. Suddenly, I saw, above the entire square, as if a frantic air current swept past, as if a gust of wind was blowing...
"Oops... Could it be that I read it again and triggered some magic?" Du Wei just finished this sentence. Immediately realized that it was not good!
Although he lost most of his magic ability, he still retained his weak spiritual power, and his magic induction ability was not bad, but it was just because of his low magic power. Can no longer cast magic.
And at this moment. After chanting that demonic mantra, suddenly, a familiar feeling emerged from my spiritual consciousness!
Magic... magic?
Nie! !
The whole map pattern under the ground. Suddenly there was a dazzling light. The two of them seemed to be standing on a ray of light!
But Du Wei's face changed wildly, and he suddenly yelled. With a plop, he knelt down on his knees, hugging his head with his hands, with a painful expression on his face. Muscles twisted in the face. Finally opened his throat. Let out a painful roar... "Ah...
in the voice. With a taste of extreme pain and madness, he held his head tightly, his fingers convulsed. Trembling uncontrollably...
My mind stretched out, that familiar feeling was exactly the feeling I had when I used to cast magic!
Say a spell... cast a spell. Induction of magic elements... Then, it is to extract the magic power stored in the consciousness space! !
draw!
extract
extract
After reading the incantation of the Demon Race that was translated in homonym, Du Wei immediately felt that his consciousness space was already very weak, and it suddenly spun! In the depths of consciousness, the feeling that inspires magic is extremely strong!
When casting magic, after the spell is activated, immediately and naturally extract the magic power of the caster to run the magic... But...
Du Wei at the moment. But where is there so much magic power
His spiritual consciousness space was already extremely weak. If it is said that when he was strong in the past, his consciousness space was like the sea. But at this moment, it has shrunk into a shallow water bed!
I don't know though. What kind of magic does this demon's spell trigger? However, this kind of induction that strongly draws magic power. But immediately let Du Wei fall into extreme pain!
Just like a few huge pumps. Facing the frenzied extraction of the small pool that was already almost dry, Du Wei's already extremely weak mental power was drained almost instantly!
But the magic that has already started can't be stopped! The power to extract the magic power continued crazily. Du Wei's awareness of space. Immediately fell into extreme pain!
pain!
Extremely painful!
The already weak magic power was drained. That drawn power. But it seems to want to pull out all the soul power of Du Wei! Du Wei was even in extreme pain. I can still feel that my life seems to be passing by quickly under this drawn power...
The whole body immediately withered down. Originally kneeling on the ground, but gradually crawled down. Still maintaining the posture of holding his head with both hands, but getting weaker and weaker, the roar was still full of pain, but the voice became weaker...
The magic light on the ground became brighter and brighter, and Semel looked at Du Wei in surprise. Suddenly, she understood something, after the shocking expression. There was a flash of desperation in his eyes, and he suddenly rushed forward, opened his arms, hugged Du Wei, and disappeared into Du Wei's body in a blink of an eye...
A scream of pain. Finally, it was gradually obliterated by the light, and when the light reached its peak, it suddenly turned into countless light dusts, rushing out like countless meteors flying around. subsequently. After the light suddenly brightened to the extreme. Finally gradually dispersed. And on the central stone platform. But it was empty. Where is the figure of Du Wei
midnight.
The entire city of the imperial capital was originally as quiet as if it had fallen into a night's sleep.
And right now. The entire imperial capital. Whether it is noble or not. The poor are worth mentioning. Soldiers on the night watch on the city wall. Guards patrolling the streets, people sleeping in bed...
All the people were suddenly awakened by a violent shaking!
The ground under my feet seemed to shake deeply a few times, and the house also made a creaking sound...
When many people were awakened by the movement, some even rushed out of the house one after another...
above the city wall. The soldiers also seemed to have a sense. They all turned their heads and looked towards the city...
In the palace. In the study, Prince Chen was staying up all night watching the battle report from the front line. Also stood up suddenly. rushed out the door...
In the Magic Union, Chairman Yagodouge. Standing at the top window of the magic tower, looking into the distance with a shocked face...
In the temple. Countless priests. Out of their respective rooms...
boom! !
There seemed to be a muffled thunderous sound. But it seemed to come from underground, and then. In the darkness of night. A ray of light suddenly pierced the night sky!
The source of that light. Impressively is the center of the palace. The patron saint of the imperial capital, the center of the most powerful magic circle in the mainland... the white tower!
The whole White Tower. Suddenly, a strong light appeared automatically. Then it was like a huge beam of light. Put it on the ground! The light became more and more intense, and finally turned into a dazzling beam of light. In a huge roar. The beam of light shoots straight into the sky...
Under the night. This scene is gorgeous and enchanting to the extreme! That beam of light seems to have connected the sky and the earth together. And the connected parts. It is the white tower in the center of the palace!
Although the shaking of the ground had stopped, those people who came out at night looked in the direction of the palace in panic. That giant beam. It looks particularly eye-catching at night. The magic light. Shining on everyone's face...
under the light. People's expressions. Or shock. Or fear, or curiosity... all under the cover of this light...
In the temple of the Church of Light in the imperial capital, the descending angel Opdis. A black robe. Standing at the window of the room. He stared obsessively at the direction of the imperial palace in the distance, the huge light beam illuminated the night, and the light reflected on his pale face.
"The reincarnation of fate. Has it finally started?"
The angel's tone was strange. Then he closed his eyes: "As I said, everything is under the eyes of the gods."
He turned around slowly, a faint, weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Looking at Pope Paul XVI behind him: "Your Majesty, now, believe me."