The girl, familiar with the Mercury Dynasty lore, immediately recognized it as a spirit-calling array, capable of summoning ghosts or resurrecting corpses into undead warriors. However, judging by its design and inscribed patterns, it was likely a second-generation Wailing Array, a type of the dynasty's second generation. Its effectiveness was unstable, requiring the combined efforts of several wizards.
In the inheritance left to her by Trinasha, by the end of the dynasty, such a summoning array had already developed to the sixteenth generation - the Ghostly Array. By then, the appearance and pattern had changed greatly, and a single person could summon a large number of corpses and ghosts, but there were no longer so many high-quality corpses available.
After walking through this room, Loran Hill continued to move forward. On the way, he saw footprints just left in front of him, distributed on the gravel floor, and there were white marks of rummaging and chopping.
It seems that the people in front are very anxious.
The girl muttered to herself, and then a burst of fighting and screaming sounds suddenly came, which seemed to be the sound of ghosts wailing.
Well, that's to be expected. After all, these are the remains of the Mercury Dynasty. It would be strange if there weren't ghosts wandering around. With this thought, Loran Hill released his senses, filtered out irrelevant information, and walked quickly forward.
"Fire of Fire·Knife Fourteen!"
With a loud shout, Yan Liuyan leaped high into the air, his figure flashing in the dark space like a startled wild goose, and the red flaming sword in his hand rushed past like lightning, cutting through the dead silent world.
The scorching hot fire blade seemed to be the natural enemy of ghosts. After the slash of the blazing fire blade, several ghosts of Sequence 5 of the Undead wailed and turned into smoke and dust, gradually disappearing into the underground space.
Viscount Mo Ruo, who was huddled aside, watched the scene with cold sweat on his forehead. He was almost attacked by the ghost just now. Fortunately, the oriental swordsman was not far away and rescued him.
"Thank you very much. When I go back, I will definitely reward Mr. Yan Liuyan handsomely." After being attacked by the ghost, Mo Ruo woke up from his previous eager frenzy and no longer dared to act alone.
But the desire for power in my heart is growing stronger and stronger.
I wish I had such powerful strength. This thought quietly emerged and then hid deep in my heart.
With the sound of ping-pong fighting, everything about the underground ruins was slowly revealed, and everyone gradually approached the central area under their control.
At the same time, outside the ruins.
The forest shrouded in darkness was very quiet, with only the occasional cries of gray owls coming from the forest.
A group of guests, swept along by the wind, cast aside their initial unease and sat by the torches, chatting among themselves. They recounted the story of the Moruo family's rise, and speculated on the future of the empire. If it weren't for tonight's sudden action, it would have been rare for these people to gather together to exchange information.
In the shadows of the forest, out of reach of everyone, a beautiful woman slowly emerged. She had a pair of lapis lazuli-blue eyes and was wearing a blue-black long skirt.
The woman sat on a horizontal branch, her lapis lazuli eyes watching everything in the camp from afar. Then a gray owl with brown and white feathers flapped its wings and landed beside her.
"...Really...I understand." She seemed to understand the silent message conveyed by the bird beside her, and then her eyes flashed with light.
"Finally found you, our lovely Star Witch, hehe."
The woman covered her lips lightly and smiled. As her laughter became more and more exaggerated, the bright blue in her eyes became more and more scorching.
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