The leader of the wizards came closer and carefully examined this huge stone arch that had been buried under the yellow sand for who knows how many years with great interest, with curiosity flashing in his eyes.
There's no way not to be curious.
After all, the "Supreme Imaskar Empire" created by the artificers was too mysterious in the eyes of the world.
This is different from the Netheril civilization, where only a small number of great arcanists do not believe in God and are unwilling to accept divine treatment, but ordinary people still maintain the most basic respect and faith in God.
The Imaskar Empire banned the existence of gods and their beliefs from top to bottom.
Yes.
You heard it right.
It is to completely prohibit gods from establishing faith and expanding their influence in their own territory.
To this end, they also built a huge magical barrier within the area of their rule to ensure that the gods and their messengers could not even get close, truly completely isolating them.
This is also the reason why they plundered so many slaves when they opened the inter-dimensional portal, and these slaves always maintained their devout faith, but their gods could not come for hundreds of years.
In the end, Io, the God of Gods, could no longer bear it, so he opened a back door and allowed the gods to reincarnate as believers, breaking the magic barrier set up by the Imaskar Empire, and then led the slaves to revolt and overthrow this powerful, ancient and brutal magic civilization.
More importantly, after destroying the rule of the Imaskar Empire, Unther and the gods of Mulhorand, for some unknown reason, did not inherit and absorb the superb magical knowledge and technology that had been developed over countless years and use it for their own benefit.
Instead, he did something that was a step backward in history. Not only did he kill all the artificers through years of hunting, but he also destroyed all the knowledge, technology, and history of the Imaskar Empire.
So much so that modern people know nothing about this civilization.
This is why Zuo Si despises Unther and the gods of Mulhorand.
In his opinion, there was nothing wrong with these gods leading their followers to destroy the Imaskar Empire.
After all, whether it was refusing the entry of gods or indiscriminately capturing slaves to replenish the population lost in the plague, it actually laid the deep roots for the future demise of the entire civilization.
But the problem is that if you want to destroy, at least leave your technology and knowledge behind.
These things are the most precious wealth of an advanced magical civilization. They are also the experiences discovered and summarized by countless geniuses through repeated failures and sacrifices. Their value cannot be measured by money at all.
But what is the result?
The two pantheons worked together to wipe out everything about the Imaskar Empire, leaving only a few vague legends.
Turn around and take a look at how the second generation magic goddess did it.
Although the first generation was killed by the arrogant Netherese civilization.
But the first thing she did after taking office was to save the floating cities that had not yet hit the ground and shattered into pieces, and to do her best to shelter the fleeing Netheril survivors, ensuring that the technology and magic created by this civilization could be preserved as intact as possible.
It is precisely because of the efforts of the second-generation magic goddess that the modern spellcasting system derived on this basis later became the mainstream of the continent of Faerun.
There are only two schools of arcane magic in Faerun today.
One is based on the golden scrolls left by the creator race, the Sarrukh, and has flourished during the Netheril period and gradually evolved into the most widely spread spellcasting system today; the other is the high elven magic system brought by the elves.
If the knowledge and technology of the Imaskar Empire had been preserved intact, then perhaps a third and completely different system of spellcasting might have emerged in the east of Faerun.
It is possible that after hundreds or even thousands of years of development, the machinists will be able to create a unique magic industrial era.
Don't think this is wishful thinking.
After all, the Imaskar Empire itself is famous for building various artifacts, creations, and inter-dimensional super portals.
This means that they actually have more opportunities to contact, learn, trade and communicate with other civilizations, and their upper limit and development potential are much higher than that of Netheril.
When Zuo Si thought about how so much precious knowledge, technology, and artifacts were wasted by a group of short-sighted gods, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
At the same time, he couldn't help but have the urge to summon the Eldrazi Titan in the other country and kill all these losers.
Of course, this is just a thought and will not be put into actual action.
The Mulhorandi pantheon currently has no substantial conflict of interest with him, and has a large number of members.
However, this does not mean that if Zuo Si finds an opportunity to take advantage of someone's misfortune, he will not do something secretly or add fuel to the fire.
For example, if Tempus were to go to war with Anhor, the god of war of the Mulhorandi pantheon one day, he would definitely support the former without hesitation.
It would be best to use this as a breakthrough point to directly trigger an all-out war between the Faerun pantheon and the Mulhorandi pantheon.
Anyway, as long as the battle is not fought within the crystal wall where the planet Toril is located, but the battlefield is set in the outer plane, Io, the God of Gods, will not care.
There is no doubt that the gods of the Mulhorandi pantheon would never have dreamed that the act of destroying the Imaskari Empire thousands of years ago would actually bring them a terrifying potential enemy.
But since he was still acting as an upper-class noble of the Mulhorand Empire, Zuo Si did not express these thoughts and emotions. Instead, like a scholar obsessed with this subject, he reached out and gently stroked the almost lost words and symbols on the stone archway and explained, "You are right, this is the site of the Imaskar Empire, and this huge archway is one of the iconic buildings.
Because doors hold an extraordinary importance in the minds of the Imaskar people.
It is not only a manifestation of powerful magical technology, but also an extended culture and even belief.
Since this ancient civilization created a super portal that can connect to any place and even other dimensions, in their eyes, the portal is not only a convenient means of transportation, but also a symbol of knowledge, wealth and good luck.
In many important towns of Imaskar, a magnificent and tall gate-shaped monument is built at the entrance and exit.
Usually, just by looking at the size of the arch and the craftsmanship used in its construction, one can basically judge the scale and importance of the ruins during the Imaskar Empire era. "
"I see! You are really knowledgeable. You even know these details clearly."
An expression of surprise and admiration appeared on the face of the wizard leader.
Although he always felt that this employer who spent money lavishly and enjoyed luxury was most likely a playboy who had been spoiled by his family since childhood.
But now it seems that he does have outstanding achievements in the field of research on the Imaskar Empire.
Zuo Si smiled modestly and shook his head: "I am not erudite, I just read some more related books and fragmentary records.
Imaskar's history is extremely ancient, and most records and traces of its existence have been deliberately erased.
Therefore, no one knows what exactly happened to this ancient civilization over the long years.
This is why I was curious and wanted to explore.
What we need to do next is to go in through this entrance and explore. Are you ready?"
"Of course! You offered such a high price just for times like this. And exploring ruins is our specialty."
The leader of the mages couldn't help but grin.
After all, the two parties had already reached an agreement on the division of the spoils. Zuo Si only wanted magic items, books, scrolls and the like, while the rest of the gold, silver and ordinary gems all belonged to the adventurers and mercenaries.
Therefore, when the entrance was dug out, everyone in the team was very excited.
Especially after discovering traces of a brown dragon stepping and crawling on the sand.
After all, no matter how poor a dragon is, if it lives for a few hundred years, it will still accumulate some wealth.
"Then get ready. We will set off in twenty minutes. As for the slaves, just stay in the tent and rest until we come back."
Zuo Si gave the order in a concise and clear manner.
As the supreme ruler of the entire team, what he said was basically like an imperial decree, and no one dared to disobey.
Soon, the slaves who had been busy for two or three days returned to their tents with their tools to rest.
Adventurers and mercenaries began to pack their luggage, check their weapons and armor, and excitedly discussed the amazing profits they could get from this ruins expedition.
Some guys even set a goal without knowing the consequences, saying that after finishing this job, they will retire and return to their hometown to get married, or find a place to buy a piece of land and become a rich man.
No one realized what kind of dangers were hidden in this huge ruins, let alone that they would face an ancient evil that even the gods feared.
After the assembly, the leaders of the three teams had a brief discussion and divided everyone into three parts.
The most experienced team takes the lead, followed by the second adventure team, and the mercenaries responsible for protecting their employers walk at the end.
In this way, the group of people moved slowly forward along the tunnel half buried by yellow sand.
Especially the ones at the front, who used the "ten-foot long pole" tactic to the fullest.
Almost every few steps, if he found something suspicious, he would use the hard wooden pole in his hand that was more than three meters long to poke the ground, walls, and ceiling above his head to confirm that there were no mechanisms or traps before moving forward.
You don't need to ask to know that this is the common technique used by most experienced adventure teams to explore ruins, tombs and other places.
Don't underestimate this inconspicuous broken pole, it can really save lives at critical moments.
But this passage that the brown dragon had repeatedly crawled through obviously did not have any traps.
Or even if there was, it would have been activated by the inadvertent touch of the dragon's huge body.
Therefore, they did not encounter any danger along the way, and the group soon arrived at the brown dragon's lair, a circular palace buried deep underground.
Due to its age, except for a few statues and metal objects, everything else has long since turned to dust under the baptism of time, making it impossible to tell what the building was originally used for.
But considering the Imaskar Empire's extreme rejection of God, it certainly couldn't be a temple.
But now, this place has been transformed into the brown dragon's lair. The ground is covered with densely packed fine sand that is more than two meters thick. A large amount of gold, silver, jewelry, valuable antiques and gems that came from nowhere are piled up in the corners.
"Hahahaha! We're rich! We're rich! I knew there must be a huge treasure in the lair of that dead brown dragon."
"Look at this necklace and the gold cup! They can definitely be sold for at least a thousand gold coins!"
"Merck! Take two people back to the camp and ask the slaves to help with the transportation!"
…
For a moment, mercenaries and adventurers all rushed to the treasure pile like crazy, picking and choosing to determine how much the loot in their hands was worth, or simply rolling around on the mountains of gold and silver to vent their inner excitement.
Only Zuo Si remained calm, as if he didn't notice the huge pile of treasure in front of him at all. Instead, he stared at a big hole in the wall not far away in a daze.
Because in the deepest part of this cave, he felt an enormous amount of negative energy and countless undead creatures wandering around inside.
The ghosts left behind when the Imaskar Empire was destroyed?
Or is it to stop mortals from approaching the guards in the prison where Pandrem the God-Slayer is imprisoned?
Or was it a trap deliberately set by the gods of Mulhorand?
Judging from the large number of undead creatures alone, it can be judged that this relic is definitely not simple.
What's more, the ubiquitous atmosphere of death and destruction even had irreversible and permanent impacts on the surrounding environment.
If an ordinary person stays here for too long, it won't be long before he breathes his last and becomes one of the undead spirits.
To be precise, the entire underground ruins are a bit like a huge magic barrier, completely isolating everything inside from the outside, while constantly transforming the living creatures that break in into undead.
This was obviously not the work of an Imaskar Empire artificer.
Because necromancy has never been their area of expertise, but creating construct creatures is.
Just as Zuo was lost in thought, the leader of the mercenary group and several of his men came over from a distance, holding several items that were obviously magical, and piled them on the ground covered with a piece of rag, and said in high spirits: "Sir, these are all the things related to magic and knowledge in the Brown Dragon Treasure.
Among them were four amulets, three rings, a sword and a dagger, a broken golem arm, two illegible books and a dozen scrolls.
Perhaps because he has lived in the Luoyan Desert for many years, he does not have many magic items. "
"It doesn't matter. My goal is not to get the dragon's treasure anyway."
Zuo Si acted indifferent and glanced down at the spoils that belonged to him.
The amulets and magic rings looked very new, and should have been made within one or two hundred years. The enchantment levels were generally not high, and the most valuable one could only increase a little magic resistance.
Both weapons are made of mithril and have some strengthening magic added to them, equivalent to a +3 level.
As for the books and scrolls, most of them are modern, written in Mulhorandi, and their value is very limited.
Instead, it was the golem's arm that aroused his interest.
Because this is the only artifact among all the spoils that dates back to the Imaskar Empire period.
Driven by curiosity, Zuo Si squatted down and carefully examined the exquisite magical patterns and symbols on his arm.
Don’t be fooled by the fact that it’s only slightly thicker than a human thigh. It’s made entirely of pure gold, so its hardness and weight are quite terrifying.
Although it was easy for him to pick it up with his strength, it did not fit the role he was playing at the moment, so he could only squat down to check.
After about three to five minutes, Zuo Si stroked his chin and commented, "It's a very unique craft. It avoids consuming its own mana by systematically constructing runes and energy conduction systems. And the internal structure is more complex than modern constructs. Maybe it can be used to support transformation and a certain degree of spellcasting."
Obviously, just by looking at this incomplete adamantine golem arm, Zuo Si could tell that the machinists of the Imaskar Empire did not need to sacrifice part of their own magic power (that is, pay experience points) when creating constructs.
This is very different from modern arcane spellcasters.
In addition, they are also very unique in the use of materials, which can greatly save costs.
In other words, the Imaskar Empire has the ability to equip constructs on a large scale.
"You mean... this golem arm is valuable?"
The leader of the mercenary group showed a look of surprise.
Zuo Si sneered and responded: "Don't forget, this is a piece of pure gold. Even if you exclude the value of knowledge and technology, it is the most valuable of all treasures."
"Ah! This... this thing is made of fine gold? No wonder it's so heavy!"
The mercenary leader suddenly realized what was going on, slapped his forehead hard and smiled bitterly.
He was originally still feeling uneasy about the fact that he and others had taken too much, and wanted to say a few words to comfort this generous employer.
But now, seeing the large piece of platinum arm removed from the golem, all he could feel was envy.
Because the value of this piece of pure gold alone is worth most of the rest of the treasures.
“So the saying that knowledge is power and knowledge is wealth is not just a casual remark.”
Zuo Si made a joke and ordered someone to put his share into the dimensional bag.
As for how the other party dealt with the rest, he didn't want to care and was too lazy to get involved.
Even if they fight over uneven distribution of the spoils afterwards, it is their own business.
What's more, it is not certain how many people from the two adventure teams and mercenary group can come back alive.
Although Zuo Si had no intention of killing anyone from the beginning to the end, the endless undead creatures and negative energy barriers in the ruins were no joke.
Having discovered the treasure in the brown dragon's lair, the exploration team rested for half an hour until the slaves came in and moved the gold, silver and jewelry to the camp outside. Then they set out again and continued along the claustrophobic tunnel.
It is not difficult to tell from the dust and spider webs covering the ground that the brown dragon has never entered the ruins, but only used the circular building at the entrance as its nest.
Moreover, after entering the tunnel, the deeper you go, the more biting cold you can feel. In some places, you can even breathe out white air, so much so that the team members put on thick cloaks for the night to keep warm.
"Damn it! Why is it so cold in this damn place?"
A young wizard subconsciously pulled his cloak tighter and couldn't help shivering.
Maybe it was because of his weak constitution, his face was now turning blue from the cold, and his lips were shaking uncontrollably.
"It's negative energy! The negative energy here is too strong! Here, drink this and you'll feel better.
Remember, everyone should be vigilant from now on, such a strong negative energy often means that there may be a large number of powerful undead creatures. "
The mage leader took out a bottle of potion for treating minor injuries and handed it over.
Since all healing magic potions are infused with positive energy healing spells of the corresponding level, they have a strong effect in combating negative energy.
After the young wizard raised his head and drank it, he immediately felt a warm current rising in his stomach, which instantly dispelled the biting coldness that was everywhere, and even his pale face gradually became rosy.
A priest even wanted to cast spells such as protection from evil on the "powerless" Zuo Si to prevent his employer from dying suddenly. However, he decisively gave up the idea after seeing several protective magic items in the latter's hands.
Especially the coin emitting golden light, its powerful force almost protected the entire team and reduced the negative energy in the environment to a very low level.
不用问也知道，左思手里的金色硬币正是当初渥金赠送的谢礼——【财富的流动】。
虽然他没有支付任何财富来施展奥术或是神术，但仅凭加持在上边的神力就足以对抗遗迹内部恶劣的环境，防止队伍中等级不够高、体质太弱的人突然死掉转化成为亡灵。
不过浓郁的负能量仅仅是进入遗迹深处要面对的第一个威胁。
没过一会儿功夫，走在最前边的冒险小队就感受到了这里究竟有多么危险且恐怖。
他们手中的十尺长杆经常戳着戳着就会引发剧烈的爆炸、火焰、强酸、闪电，以及黑色的负能量和突然被召唤出来的怪物。
更要命的是沿途怎么杀都杀不完的亡灵，还有在遗迹中游荡的构装体。
如果不是有左思友情提供的火球魔杖和解除魔杖，这会儿怕是早就已经全军覆没了。
因为这片区域内的不死生物即便是被超度、斥喝，最多也只会持续半分钟左右。
半分钟之后，它们仍旧会掉头发起疯狂的攻击。
不死生物中低级僵尸骷髅的占比并不高，反倒是食尸鬼、吸血鬼之类有智慧的更多一些。
偶尔还能看到像波达尸之类致命的高级亡灵。
除了正常的不死生物，隧道中还能遇到一些扭曲的虚体亡灵，稍有不慎便会死于非命。
当然，与高风险并存的是高收益。
由于这里可能在几千年都没有被其他闯入者探索过，因此各种财宝和魔法物品多到难以计数。
哪怕已经超过五名成员阵亡，冒险者和佣兵们也依旧没有提出想要撤退的意思。
而且这五个人的尸体在死亡后的一到四分钟时间就被转化成了有智慧的亡灵。
“油腻术！快准备油腻术！左边有两个人形魔像冲过来了！”
“别催！法师已经在准备了！妈的，这鬼地方怎么有那么多的构装体，伊玛斯卡人难道造魔像不需要花钱吗？”
“少废话！盯着点后面的通道！千万不要再让亡灵生物捅我们的屁股！以这趟探险的收益，咱们每个人都能分一大笔钱过上富翁的生活。”
“魔像冲上来了！举盾！！！！！”
在一声声紧张的咆哮与呐喊声中，顶在最面前的强壮战士举起了手中刚刚获得的巨型魔法塔盾，跟迎面冲过来的魔像来了一次正面碰撞。
轰！！！！！！
一声巨响过后，通道内地面堆积的粉尘瞬间被激起，遮挡住了许多人的视线。
不过难以置信的是，他居然真的抗住了重达数吨的钢铁魔像冲击，愣是站在原地一动不动。
但只要仔细观察就会发现，这家伙手中的塔盾表面形成了一层无色半透明的立场墙。
很显然，正是这一层力场墙吸收了几乎所有的冲击，所以才能稳稳站在原地。
不然以普通人和魔像之间的体型、重量和力量差距，但凡飞的近一点都是对传统力学的不尊重，牛顿他老人家说不定会揭棺而起。
不用问也知道，这面盾牌最大的作用就是对物理攻击的绝对防御。
除非敌人可以破坏力墙术，不然的话想要攻击到持有这面盾牌的人基本就是痴人说梦。
可遗憾的是智商低下、不具备独立思考能力的魔像并不能很好的理解这一点。
在一次冲击未果后，立刻抡起沙包大的拳头砰砰砰的开始狂砸，打算把眼前的入侵者给打成肉酱。
可所有攻击最终都被塔盾扛了下来。
旁边的另外一名战士则趁机从侧面猛砸魔像承重的膝盖。
法师也及时的释放出了油腻术，让魔像脚下的摩擦力大减，没办法完全发挥自身实力。
凭借默契的配合与丰富的战斗经验，两个钢铁魔像就这样倒在了卑鄙的冒险者手里。
又一场紧张刺激的战斗结束后，队伍还活着的人都纷纷一屁股坐在地上大口大口喘着粗气。
别看敌人只有两个、战斗的时间也只有几分钟，可不管是对体力还是精力都造成了巨大的消耗。
毕竟钢铁魔像可以失误无数次，只要成功一次就必然能造成重伤乃至死亡。
可冒险者和佣兵但凡失误一次，等待自己的就是横死当场。
一拳下去，肾脏说不定都能从破裂的身体里飞出去。
“雇……雇主阁下，我想我们已经没办法再继续向前了，不如今天就先到此为止吧。”年长的领队气喘吁吁提议道。
“可以！”
左思十分通情达理的点头同意下来。
多亏了这些冒险者和佣兵的拼命战斗，他已经察觉到了整个遗迹最核心的部分在什么地方。
剩下的就是等晚上所有人都休息睡觉的时候，自己悄无声息的潜入进去确认情况。
如果这里真的是水晶监牢的入口，那么打造弑神武器的最后一件材料就算是凑齐了。
不管屠神者潘德瑞姆有多强大都只会被封印到剑中成为一件工具。
而且相比起难搞的精神和意识，左思其实更中意对方被剥离的身体。
带着这样的想法，他与休息了一会儿的队伍迅速原路返回到地表的营地。
由于白天的时候消耗了太多的体力，疲惫的冒险者和佣兵们简单吃了点东西便躺在帐篷里呼呼大睡，丝毫没有注意到自己衣服下边的后背上不知何时多出了一些奇怪的黑色斑点。
更要命的是，所有进入深度睡眠的人都开始做着同一个噩梦。
在梦境中，他们看到了一个半径为九米，看上去无比扭曲、宛如诡异黑洞的球体，正瞪着一双也不知道是眼睛还是其他什么东西的光点注视着自己。
才短短几秒钟的功夫，梦境中的人就看到了球体的爆发，以及世界和诸神的毁灭。
“背叛！背叛！背叛！所有的背叛者都将为自己的行为付出代价！”
被困在梦境中的人非常清晰的听到了在耳边回荡的疯狂呐喊。
只可惜，他们无法摆脱这个噩梦，甚至连醒来都成了一种奢望，一遍又一遍不停被迫看着自己的故乡被毁灭了成千上万次。
当然，对于这些冒险者正在做的噩梦，左思完全是一无所知。
在整理了一下收集到的资料和笔记后，他随便留下一个真实幻影便悄无声息一个人再次进入了遗迹深处。
与之前的小心翼翼不同，由于已经锁定了目标，因此左思的移动速度相当快。
沿途不管是遇到什么阻碍都会在瞬间解决掉。
这些用来阻挡凡人前进脚步的怪物、陷阱根本无法对他产生任何干扰。
仅仅十分钟过后，左思就站在了遗迹中心巨大的传送门面前。
“离开！闯入者！这里不是你该来的地方！封印必须保持完整，否则整个世界都将陷入巨大的危机。”
一名身高接近两米、全身上下由精金打造而成的构装体生物缓缓从椅子上站了起来。
与它一起的，还有另外九个外形相差无几的构装体。
其中一个赫然没有了左臂。
很显然，左思之前在棕龙巢穴中获得的手臂，应该就是属于这家伙的。
而且与那些普通的魔像不同，它们明显是一比一按照真人打造而成，使用了大量的变化系魔法，以至于坚硬的金属面孔还能做出各种各样的复杂表情。
最重要的是，这些家伙手里持有的武器，全部都是长约一米五的权杖或法杖。
构装体施法者？ 左思眼睛里闪烁着强烈的好奇跟求知欲。
因为从耐瑟瑞尔文明发展而来的现代魔法技术，虽然也能制造可以释放法术的魔像，但可施法种类往往非常少。
通常都是把法术以模型恒定的方式存储在魔像体内，在通过消耗能量将其释放出来。
如果制作者没有把相应的法术存储进去，那么魔像就绝对释放不出来，更不具备学习的能力。
但眼前这些伊玛斯卡帝国制造的拟人构装体不同。
他们明显拥有足够高的智慧，而且体内澎湃的魔力足以媲美传奇法师，甚至还拥有微弱的灵魂之光……
意识到这一点之后，左思立刻开口询问道：“这里是关押和囚禁屠神者潘德瑞姆的两个水晶监狱之一吗？”
“这个问题超出了我们的权限，我无法给予你答案。但是如果你再靠近传送门，那么我们就是立刻发动攻击直至将你杀死为止。”
为首的魔像非常干脆表达了自己的立场。
而且在它说话的过程中，十个魔像从不同角度对左思进行了包围，手中的武器更是开始闪烁奥术魔法特有的幽光。
“你说自己没有权限，那就意味着我找对了地方。
如果不介意的话，能告诉我当年究竟发生了什么吗？
为何至高伊玛斯卡帝国的统治者明明掌握着这样一件可以同归于尽的秘密武器，可是最终却没有选择把它释放出来？
Were the gods of the Mulhorandi and Unther pantheons too powerful and caught them off guard, or did the rulers hesitate in the end?
Also, how were these anthropomorphic golems and spellcasting systems created?"
Zuo Si threw out all the questions that interested him.
Although I don't expect these intelligent golems to answer all the questions, it's always good to know a little more.
Unfortunately, the leading golem obviously saw through his thoughts, and without saying a word, shot out a ray of negative energy from the front of his staff.
The other nine golems also attacked at the same time, casting spells with the weapons in their hands.
In just one second, a large amount of magic came roaring in and submerged Zuo Si.
"Interesting! So interesting!
Your method of casting spells does not require chanting spells and casting movements!
Is this the masterpiece of the most advanced artificer in the High Imaskar Empire?"
Zuo Si's eyes lit up slightly, and he simply ignored all spells below the fifth ring, and only defended against spells above the fifth ring.
"The target's danger level has been raised to the highest level! The ultimate weapon license is authorized for use!"
The leading golem apparently noticed that the opponent was immune to spells below the fifth level, and its two eyes immediately began to flash dazzling white light.
The next second...
boom!!!!!!
The weapons in the hands of all the golems began to compress and gather energy frantically. At the same time, their seemingly slow bodies became extremely agile with the addition of energy, and they could even cast spells with their other hand.
Every time a spell is cast, the surrounding magic net will vibrate violently.
Needless to say, the energy gathered by these weapons at this moment is enough to pose a considerable threat to demon lords, big devils, and even gods.
No wonder that in the final war that led to their destruction, the rulers of the Imaskar Empire were able to fight so many descended gods head-on for a long time.
The constructs, magic items, and artifacts it creates are indeed unique.
Unfortunately, these golems encountered Zuo Si, a planeswalker.
A pure energy attack like this is the best tonic for him as long as it does not exceed the upper limit.
Therefore, Zuo Si did not give the golems a chance to release their energy. He directly used all his strength to absorb the power of the sparks frantically, and a dazzlingly bright light appeared in the area around his chest.
In just a few seconds, as the brightness of the sparks continued to increase, the brightness of the weapons in the golems' hands quickly dimmed.
The golem with only one arm left lost the strength to support its body and fell to the ground with a thud.
After losing too much energy, the other golems immediately rushed forward and tried to take down the dangerous intruder in hand-to-hand combat.
Ding! With the crisp sound of metal colliding, Zuo Si finally pulled out his weapon to block the attack of one of the golems, and then grabbed the other's wrist and threw his heavy body towards the other golem like a chicken.
Bang! Boom!
The two golems first collided with each other, and then smashed into the wall not far away.
Although driven by magical power, each of these golems has a reaction speed that is not inferior to that of high-level thieves and rangers, and their melee combat is also quite methodical, it is obvious that the abilities of warriors were incorporated into their creation.
But for Zuo Si, who had rich combat experience, it was obviously far from enough.
Even without transforming into a devil form that is better at hand-to-hand combat, he can still deal with it easily.
The reason why he didn't kill him was that he wanted to drain the opponent's energy and put him into a sleep state, and then make him into a card and take it back for research.
After all, these anthropomorphic golems are the crystallization of the knowledge, wisdom and technology of the Supreme Imaskar Empire.
I would feel sad if I hurt Zuo Si.
He is not like the prodigal gods of Mulhorand and Unther, who are indifferent to the brilliant achievements of mortal civilization.
“Self-test.
The degree of body damage is 5% and the stored energy is 15% below the warning line.
The efficiency of drawing from the magic network is far lower than the rate of consumption.
To prevent intruders from entering the portal, activate the magic detonation procedure..."
As the leading golem whispered like a robot, the light in the eyes of all the other golems that could still move began to flicker at an extremely fast speed, and the core temperature of their bodies soared.
But how could Zuo Si, who had been busy for half a day, give the other party a chance to self-destruct? He simply stretched out his hands and pressed on the chests of the golems, draining the little remaining energy inside. At the same time, he used the sword in his hand to sever their connection with the magic network.
In the end, the scalding bodies of these anthropomorphic golems cooled down rapidly in less than two or three minutes, and they lay motionless on the ground, waiting to be slaughtered.
Without saying a word, Zuo Si immediately made all the golems into planeswalker cards and kept them.
Although he wanted to disassemble one of them for research right away, he resisted the urge and turned his gaze to the portal in the center of the hall.
Obviously, in order to enter the crystal prison where the God Butcher is imprisoned, one needs to find the key to activate this thing first.
But the question is where is the key? Zuo Si looked around and soon found something strange on the relief of a pillar.
This relief depicts a secret room where many people dressed as wizards are surrounding a similar portal, apparently performing some kind of summoning ritual.
Immediately afterwards, a round sphere suddenly appeared out of nowhere and exploded instantly, causing an extremely terrifying disaster.
The last few surviving wizards separated the sphere and another soul-like object and sealed them in two different places.
The last painting shows the leading wizard holding up two very strangely shaped metal devices.
moment!
Zuo Si understood that these two metal devices were the keys to open the portal into the crystal prison. Only by getting one of them and pairing them successfully could the corresponding portal be opened.
(End of this chapter)