Chapter 38 We are free masons!
Fast, surprisingly fast! Windsor and Morris stared blankly at this scene, so shocked that they couldn't recover at once. But the giant dragon Aldovic looked at the black-haired man with a solemn and a little bit of hatred in his eyes. But look at this end. The only surviving orc leader was sweating profusely, dropped his sword with trembling hands, and his mind went blank!
The black-haired man smiled, raised the dagger in his hand and pointed it at the orc and said, "You just said it was a gift from the Demon Lord to you. I really want to know who this Demon Lord is?" As soon as he came out, the black orc immediately came back to his senses, but it was beyond everyone's expectations. He gritted his fangs and said with a look of death: "Kill me. Sooner or later, the devil's flames and army will traverse your land. Humanity’s land!”
The black-haired man smiled slightly, but said gloomily: "It's okay if you don't tell me. I will go to the dark wizards for help. Their soul-peeling magic is very effective. Even believers who also believe in Belair can do it. "
Soul-peeling magic is a masterpiece of undead magic, a branch of extremely cruel dark magic. He can forcibly remove the soul of a creature and put it in a specific container. Then you can do anything to the soul. Search for the memories of his life and use them as sacrifices to the gods. Or use dark alchemy to create evil magic items. It is magic that neither the Holy See nor other forces can tolerate.
As soon as these words came out, not only did the black orc's expression change drastically, but a little white appeared on his originally dark face. Morris instantly became gloomy. For a fanatical believer like him, openly seeking help from a dark wizard would be a slap in the face of the Holy See. Of course Maurice couldn't bear it anymore and had to stand up. Snap, Windsor beside him immediately put his arms around her, his face was more solemn than ever before, and he shook his head solemnly.
At this moment, the ugly black orc suddenly took out two scrolls from his pockets on both sides and tore them open at lightning speed! The land beside him immediately flashed with yellow light, and the gravel land began to move on its own as if it was alive. Gradually they condensed into two huge earth and stone figures that were eight meters tall. There was flickering arcane energy in the joints to maintain the operation of this element.
"There are still two earth element summoning scrolls! They are still from our Tower Forest!" the mages wailed. This is their hard work, who knows it will be used by the enemy and hit them. But the next moment, whether it is the wailing mage, the barbarian watching the show, Maurice who is feeling uncomfortable, Windsor who is watching, or the silent magic swordsman, they will all turn to stone in an instant!
The smiling black-haired man's eyes suddenly widened, and the brilliance of thousands of stars seemed to flow through his pupils in an instant! The two huge earth elements that were about to launch an attack suddenly froze, and just like they had gathered together before, they collapsed into the original soil and stones! Stunned, stunned! All the mages in the Tower Forest were stunned!
No one knows what this means better than them! The head mage's eyes were full of disbelief, and he murmured: "Magical structure collapse? No, it's impossible! Magic activated with a scroll cannot cause structural collapse! So, what is this?"
As soon as the leader finished speaking, a little mage behind him couldn't help but murmured: "Is this guy a warrior or a companion?" But the Demon Swordsman and the others suddenly jumped up with excitement! They believe that this mysterious and powerful figure is also a magic swordsman! Maybe he is the real strong one among the magic swordsmen! Break the myth that the magic swordsman is useless in both magic and martial arts!
"What...you did!" The black orc looked at all this in shock. Although he doesn't understand magic, he doesn't understand what this means. But he also knows that the person who can break up the formed magic is definitely not an ordinary character. But the black-haired man smiled slightly and had no intention of answering the black orc's question. Instead, Aldovic, who was standing in the distance, said with a complex expression: "A power that shouldn't exist. It's been three thousand years, samurai. Aren't you extinct yet?"
"Both of us have no ill intentions. It was just a misunderstanding three thousand years ago. The leader has personally apologized to your clan leader. You know that." Aldovic nodded complicatedly and said nothing. But the black-haired man ignored the increasingly nervous black orc and said again: "Odovic! Son of the Red Dragon of Lunasi. You are qualified to know my real name!"
With that, the dark-haired man uttered a series of weird and wonderful syllables. It's so weird that a human mouth shouldn't be able to make such a sound. After the dragon Aldovic heard this, he bowed gracefully and wisely and thanked: "I respect you with your human etiquette. You are a warrior worthy of my respect, Aldovic."
At this moment, people like Windsor Morris who had been chattering and noisy before suddenly became surprisingly silent. At this moment, they felt that the power and country they were proud of. It's as shameful as a clown in front of these truly strong men. I was so ashamed that I didn't say a word, and I swallowed the questions I had in my heart.
Unfortunately, things are fickle. Just when people from all the major forces were lamenting the appearance of the giant dragon and the mysterious warrior. In an inconspicuous forest pool thousands of miles away. Thousands of meters deep. A huge and astonishingly huge underground world is revealed before your eyes. Through layers of rocks and tunnels, a huge underground city is located under this unknown pond. In the middle of the stone houses and buildings built entirely of stones is a spacious road paved with stone slabs.
Both sides of the road are decorated with wonderful and expensive magic lamps, emitting a soft yellow light. Between the roads, there is an abyss. From the endless stone wall thousands of meters above the head, cold underground water flows down and falls directly into the abyss. From a distance, it looks like a waterfall, which is breathtaking. Fortunately, there is an artificial bridge connecting the abyss. And if you look carefully, these stone bridges and buildings are all carved with dense sequence runes. To maintain his firmness in the endless years.
The strange thing is that all the people walking on the road are people wearing cloaks and trench coats. These people, men, women, old and young, were either holding books in their hands, or carrying a lot of alchemy experiments they had just bought from the store. If you look carefully, you will also find that many of the people wearing cloaks are not human. Elves with pointed ears, dwarves with big beards, orcs with fangs, and black-skinned Mulam people from the desert. Occasionally, acquaintances would pass by and they would say hello in a friendly way. All of this is filled with wonderful peace and well-being.
Now, let us pass by the endless stone houses and stone buildings, and walk through countless branching stone roads, and we arrive at the center of this huge underground city. The most eye-catching thing is not the magnificent castle, nor the bustling crowds walking through it, but the stone statue of an old man standing in the huge square holding a book in his left hand and raising a hammer for workmanship in his right hand!
Countless people passing by would always stop in front of the stone statue that they could only look up at, stare at it silently, and then walk away without saying a word. Under the feet of the stone statue, there was a huge stone slab. The stone slabs are written in hundreds of languages, including Elvish, Ancient Elf, Ancient Demonic, Desert Muram, Imperial, Ancient Sacrifice, Orc, Barbarian, etc., etc., etc., and they are all densely written. It's the same sentence:
"We are free masons! In order to search for the truth, to prove the truth! But we would rather put down our freedom, hold books and hammers, and knock down the high God from the throne of truth to the world with the hammer in the right hand, and then use the book in the left hand Educate lives and let them know the truth. Know that your soul does not come from God, but from yourself!"
PS: I am currently taking the exam, so hurry up and study hard. The first update today.