"I worked so hard to come here, isn't it because of you?"
The old man looked at his grandson lovingly.
"Your talent is the best in our family. As long as you have an advanced meditation method and magic weapon to assist you, level two and level three are not a problem at all. Even Morningstar, there is hope!"
The old man was so excited that his whole body trembled, almost foaming at the mouth.
This immediately caused Leylin in the dark to roll his eyes. Regarding the difficulty of being promoted to Morning Star, he was the one who had the most say. What this old man said was completely unreliable.
If one has a good talent and an advanced meditation method, one can be promoted to the morning star, and there won't be so many crystallized wizards on the continent who haven't been promoted until their lifespan is exhausted.
But Leylin didn't completely crucify the other party, because the other world is too vast, and it's unknown if the other party's ancestors really have some kind of secret method that can unimpededly advance to the morning star.
"But..." The young grandson hesitated, apparently he didn't really believe in this conclusion, if it wasn't for the fact that the tomb was left by his ancestors, and it was his own grandfather who brought him here, he might just turn around and leave I have my heart.
"With my blood, awaken the soul and honor of the ancestors, the door to success must end in hell..."
The old man took out a silver-white dagger and cut his wrist open, causing dripping blood to splash on the roots of the tree. He kept chanting, as if he was performing a solemn ceremony.
It's just that a lot of bloody smell scattered around, and the surrounding environment made the boy shrink his neck even more.
"Grandpa, look!" Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he yelled as he tugged on the old man's sleeve.
Along his line of sight, he could see that the blood at the roots of the tree was absorbed by the soil and roots at a speed as fast as water meeting a sponge.
"This is a defensive technique arranged by our family. Only the blood of the direct line and a spell can open it..."
The old man explained slowly, but there was a trace of doubt in Leylin's eyes: "The blood lock! It's the blood lock again! Could it be that the other party is also a warlock family? They obviously don't have any warlock fluctuations..."
Crash! After absorbing the old man's blood, the huge walnut branches swayed and began to tremble, and the whole tree turned bright red.
Click! Suddenly, the trunk of the tree split from the middle, forming a tree hole, and a downward passage could be seen faintly inside.
"Follow me!" The old man walked down first, and the young grandson followed closely behind him, holding the old man's sleeves tightly with both hands, looking very frightened.
Leylin tilted his head and thought for a while, then followed.
The passage was very short, and it didn't take long to come to a tomb.
The old man lit an oil lamp in the middle. Under the dim light, everything in the tomb appeared before Leylin's eyes.
This basement is small, and there is a sculpture of a gargoyle on each side, standing there quietly like a guardian.
And in the center guarded by the gargoyle, a stone coffin loomed in front of him, and there were many sealing runes on the surface.
"Clack! Cluck!" The boy's teeth began to chatter non-stop, and he tugged on Grandpa's cuff more forcefully: "Here... obviously there is nothing, let's leave as soon as possible, I feel very bad..."
"What are you afraid of?" The old man flicked his sleeves impatiently, the air flow began to flow, and the breeze blew over the oil lamp, reducing the brightness and darkness of the entire tomb by another level.
"Look carefully!" The old man's voice was ethereal, with unconcealable excitement: "I specially lit the oil lamp for you to watch..."
The boy couldn't help but widen his eyes, and then his pupils dilated immediately.
Through the dim yellow flame, he could see a large number of colored paintings on the walls of the tomb, which described the struggle of a wizard apprentice through the murals, from the first to the third level.
And then, there was a mythical battle. The wizard in the color painting, that is, the owner of the tomb, got something in the battle, and was immediately promoted to Morning Star.
The boy tried his best to widen his eyes, but he couldn't recognize anything except that the one fighting his ancestor was a scaled demon with a lot of eyes and arms.
"This is the most glorious history of our ancestors, and it only emerges when this lamp is lit..."
The old man's voice was full of pride, "If you are an outsider, if you don't know this institution, it is very likely to cause an attack!"
Leylin hid himself in the gap in the shadows. After seeing the mural, he couldn't help but feel agitated.
He had seen the demon that was finally beheaded before, but it was on another mural: "We meet again—Gluttonous Lord—Beluse Babu!"
Leylin's voice was soft but firm.
In ancient times, the clone of the Gluttonous Monarch descended on the Wizard Continent, causing a large number of casualties, and was finally killed and his body was broken into countless pieces.
One of them fell into the hands of the quicksand organization and was obtained by Robin, which caused the tragedy of the Barbour family.
But now it seems that the owner of this tomb was also a participant in that war, and was very lucky to get a gluttony rune.
"If this is the case, then we have found out the reason why this wizard was immediately promoted to Morning Star after the big victory!"
Leylin rubbed his chin: "Using the power of gluttony to promote a breakthrough in mental power, so as to be promoted to the morning star, there is no small hope!"
He already had a rune like this in his hand, and he was even planning to use it when he was promoted to the morning star, but his previous preparations were enough, and he didn't need to bring in any external force, and Leylin had nothing to do with this gluttonous lord. After all, the other party's body is still there, and it must be above the unpredictable seventh level. Leylin can be crushed to death with one finger. Of course, he doesn't want to have anything to do with the other party. In the end, he was approached, so he put it on hold. down.
"According to the records in the ancestor's notes, his meditation ideas and the secret treasures that can assist in the breakthrough are all placed in the coffin to accompany him to sleep..."
The eyes of the old wizard shot a dazzling light, and he moved forward slowly, and came to the coffin.
"Quack!" "Quack!"
The sound of the engine starting sounded, and red light appeared from the eyes of the gargoyles on both sides, shaking off the stone skin on their bodies, and rushing towards the old wizard.
hum! From the wizard's body, a layer of golden energy light film suddenly rose, blocking the gargoyle's sharp claws from the outside.
But on the face of the old wizard, there was an expression of disbelief: "I am a descendant of my ancestors. I came here according to the guidance. Why am I still attacked?"
"Quack!" But the gargoyle obviously wouldn't answer him, the two gargoyles immediately issued piercing sound waves, and the violent sound wave swept across, and the apprentice passed out immediately.
"Bru!" The old man's eyes turned red, and both hands turned into the claws of wild beasts.
Click! One gargoyle was caught by him, and it was torn into two pieces violently, a large amount of earth and rocks splashed, while the other gargoyle stood still suddenly, the brilliance on its body was restrained, and violent fluctuations escaped.
"Want to blow yourself up?"
The old wizard's eyes flashed with light, and he rushed forward. The sharp claws were covered with a thick film of light, and witchcraft rays such as sharpness emerged from it.
puff! The old man moved forward with one claw, and the sharp claws inserted into the gargoyle's body like tofu, and immediately twisted, a huge mechanical core was pulled out alive by him.
Quack... After losing the power core, all the breath fluctuations on the gargoyle disappeared, as if it had really become a dead thing.
"Bru! Bru! Wake up!" The old man lifted his hands, and a layer of green light full of vitality enveloped the boy.
It took a few minutes for the boy to wake up, his eyes were blank.
"This tomb is probably not the cemetery of the ancestors, but a place where something terrible is sealed. Otherwise, why would there be such a guardian creature?"
The first thing the teenager did after he woke up was to warn his grandfather.
"But I'm not reconciled to just leaving like this!!!" The old man's eyes turned red, and his face became even more paranoid: "Perhaps, these two guardians are just a test from our ancestors, or just a joke with us juniors... "
Even so, he didn't even believe what he said.
But the persistence all the time, as well as the faint call in his heart, are urging him to open the coffin and get the things inside.
"Just take a look! I promise, we will seal this place again and leave immediately!"
The old man stepped forward with some absent-minded eyes, and pushed open the stone coffin lid, revealing the contents inside.
"Huh?!" Leylin, who had been watching from the side, had an expression on his face.
Inside the huge coffin was indeed the remains of a wizard. His body was a little thin, but his hair and eyebrows were still there. He looked very lifelike, and a majesty of the morning star was released from his body.
Although his eyes were closed tightly, his face was as sharp as a knife, full of resoluteness and strength, and his hands were folded in front of his chest, as if he was holding something.
With Leylin's eyesight, he could see it without hindrance. It was a stone rune!
Although it is a little different from the one in his hand, it is definitely a genuine gluttony rune!
"I just said, the secret treasure must exist!" The old wizard was in a very bad situation at this time, with a dull expression on his face, as if he was controlled by something, he stepped forward directly, and his hands were about to grab the rune.
"My lord grandfather!" Just as his fingers were about to touch the rune, the boy's cry pulled the old man back again.
"What's going on? How did I get here?" The old man had doubts on his face, but immediately, an even bigger change suddenly occurred!
"Woo..."
As if the cry of hell reappeared, many black phantoms suddenly appeared in the tomb, and traces of black air escaped from the old man's arms.