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.
Needless to say, the golden coin in Zuo Si's hand was exactly the thank-you gift given by Wojin - [The Flow of Wealth].
Although he did not pay any wealth to cast arcane or divine spells, the divine power bestowed on them was enough to fight against the harsh environment inside the ruins and prevent those in the team who were not high enough in level or too weak from suddenly dying and turning into undead.
However, the dense negative energy is only the first threat one will face when entering the depths of the ruins.
After a while, the adventure team walking in the front felt how dangerous and terrifying this place was.
The ten-foot-long poles in their hands often cause violent explosions, fire, strong acid, lightning, black negative energy and suddenly summoned monsters.
What’s even more terrifying is the endless undead that can’t be killed along the way, and the constructs wandering in the ruins.
If it weren't for the fireball wand and the dispelling wand that Zuo Si kindly provided, the entire army would have been wiped out by now.
Because even if the undead creatures in this area are exorcised or rebuked, it will only last about half a minute at most.
Half a minute later, they will turn around and launch a crazy attack.
Low-level zombie skeletons do not account for a high proportion of undead creatures. Instead, there are more intelligent creatures such as ghouls and vampires.
Occasionally, you can see deadly high-level undead like the Boda Corpse.
In addition to normal undead creatures, you can also encounter some twisted incorporeal undead in the tunnel, and you will die if you are not careful.
Of course, high risks come with high returns.
Since this place may not have been explored by other intruders for thousands of years, there are countless treasures and magical items.
Even though more than five members had been killed, the adventurers and mercenaries still showed no intention of retreating.
Moreover, the bodies of these five people were transformed into intelligent undead within one to four minutes after their death.
"Grease spell! Prepare the Grease spell! There are two humanoid golems rushing over from the left!"
"Don't rush! The wizard is already preparing! Damn, why are there so many constructs in this damn place? Don't Imaskars need money to build golems?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Keep an eye on the passage behind us! Don't let the undead creatures poke our asses again! With the proceeds from this expedition, each of us can get a large sum of money and live a wealthy life."
"The golem is coming! Raise your shield!!!"
Amidst tense roars and shouts, the strong warrior at the front raised the giant magic tower shield he had just obtained and had a head-on collision with the golem that was rushing towards him.
boom!!!!!!
After a loud bang, the dust accumulated on the ground in the passage was instantly stirred up, blocking the vision of many people.
But what was unbelievable was that he actually withstood the impact of the steel golem weighing several tons and just stood there motionless.
But if you look closely, you will find that a colorless, translucent stand wall has formed on the surface of the tower shield in this guy's hand.
Obviously, it is this layer of force field wall that absorbs almost all the impact, so it can stand firmly in place.
Otherwise, given the size, weight and strength gap between an ordinary person and a golem, flying any closer would be a disrespect to traditional mechanics, and old man Newton might even jump out of his coffin.
Needless to say, the biggest function of this shield is to provide absolute defense against physical attacks.
Unless the enemy can destroy the wall of force, it is basically a pipe dream to attack the person holding this shield.
Unfortunately, the golem, who has a low IQ and lacks the ability to think independently, cannot understand this very well.
After an unsuccessful attack, he immediately swung his sandbag-sized fist and started smashing it wildly, trying to beat the invader in front of him into a pulp.
But all the attacks were eventually borne by the tower shield.
Another warrior nearby took the opportunity to smash the golem's weight-bearing knee from the side.
The wizard also released the Grease spell in time, which greatly reduced the friction under the golem's feet, making it unable to fully exert its strength.
With tacit cooperation and rich combat experience, the two iron golems fell to the hands of the despicable adventurers.
After another thrilling battle, all the survivors in the team sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.
Even though there were only two enemies and the battle lasted only a few minutes, it was a huge drain on both physical strength and energy.
After all, the Iron Golem can make countless mistakes, but if it succeeds just once, it will inevitably cause serious injury or even death.
But if adventurers or mercenaries make a mistake even once, they will be killed on the spot.
With one punch, the kidneys might even fly out of the ruptured body.
"Employer...Employer, I think we can't go any further. Why don't we stop here today?" The elderly leader suggested breathlessly.
"Can!"
Zuo Si nodded in agreement very reasonably.
Thanks to the desperate fighting of these adventurers and mercenaries, he has already realized where the core part of the entire ruins is.
All that was left was to wait until everyone was resting and sleeping at night, and then sneak in quietly to check the situation.
If this is really the entrance to the crystal prison, then the last material to create the god-killing weapon has been gathered.
No matter how powerful Pandrem the God Slayer is, he will only be sealed in the sword and become a tool.
Moreover, compared to the difficult spirit and consciousness, Zuo Si actually prefers the other person's stripped body.
With this thought in mind, he and the team, who had rested for a while, quickly returned to the camp on the surface.
Having consumed too much energy during the day, the exhausted adventurers and mercenaries ate a little and then lay down in the tent to sleep, not noticing at all that some strange black spots had appeared on their backs under their clothes.
What’s even worse is that everyone who entered a deep sleep began to have the same nightmare.
In their dreams, they saw a sphere with a radius of nine meters, which looked extremely distorted and like a strange black hole. It was staring at them with a pair of light spots that they couldn't tell whether they were eyes or something else.
In just a few seconds, the people in the dream saw the explosion of the sphere and the destruction of the world and the gods.
"Betrayal! Betrayal! Betrayal! All betrayers will pay the price for their actions!"
The people trapped in the dream heard very clearly the crazy screams echoing in their ears.
Unfortunately, they could not escape this nightmare, and even waking up became a luxury. They were forced to watch their hometown being destroyed thousands of times over and over again.
Of course, Zuo Si had no idea what nightmares these adventurers were having.
After sorting out the collected information and notes, he left behind a real phantom and quietly entered the depths of the ruins again.
Unlike his previous cautiousness, Zuo Si moved quite quickly because he had already locked onto the target.
Whatever obstacles you encounter along the way will be resolved in an instant.
These monsters and traps that were used to block the progress of mortals could not cause any interference to him at all.
Just ten minutes later, Zuo Si stood in front of the huge portal in the center of the ruins.
"Leave! Intruder! This is not the place for you! The seal must remain intact, otherwise the whole world will be in great crisis."
A construct creature nearly two meters tall, made entirely of adamantium, slowly stood up from the chair.
Along with it, there are nine other constructs that look similar.
One of them was missing his left arm.
Obviously, the arm that Zuo Si obtained in the brown dragon's lair before should belong to this guy.
Moreover, unlike those ordinary golems, they are obviously made one-to-one according to real people, using a large amount of transformation magic, so that the hard metal faces can make a variety of complex expressions.
The most important thing is that the weapons held by these guys are all scepters or staffs about one and a half meters long.
Construct spellcaster? Zuo Si's eyes sparkled with intense curiosity and thirst for knowledge.
Because modern magic technology developed from the Netherese civilization can also create golems that can cast spells, but the types of spells that can be cast are often very limited.
Spells are usually stored in the golem's body in a model-constant manner and then released by consuming energy.
If the creator does not store the corresponding spells, the golem will never be released, let alone have the ability to learn.
But these anthropomorphic constructs made by the Imaskar Empire are different.
They obviously possessed high enough intelligence, and the surging magic power in their bodies was comparable to that of legendary wizards, and they even possessed a faint soul light...
After realizing this, Zuo Si immediately asked, "Is this one of the two crystal prisons where the God Slayer Pandrem is imprisoned?"
"This question is beyond our authority, and I cannot give you an answer. But if you get close to the portal again, we will immediately attack until you are killed."
The leading golem expressed his position very straightforwardly.
And while it was speaking, ten golems surrounded Zuo Si from different angles, and the weapons in their hands began to flash the unique light of arcane magic.
“You said you didn’t have the authority, which means I came to the right place.
If you don't mind, could you tell me what happened back then?
Why did the rulers of the High Imaskar Empire, who clearly possessed such a secret weapon that could cause mutual destruction, choose not to release it in the end?
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)
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