Chapter 664 Demon
I was originally very happy to get an open space from a young mage, and mobilized dozens of young people with good qualifications from Darkmoon Fortress, but I didn't expect that in the end it would be like this. Those dozens of young people had almost no Exceptions, all were buried in the sea of fire.
This is all because of Mafa Merlin!
"Your Excellency Su Wei, please don't say such nonsense..." Lin Yun touched his nose and glanced at Su Wei who was in a rage: "When I hand over this open space to you, I will I said that there is danger here, Mr. Suwei, have you forgotten?"
"you……"
Su Wei was suddenly choked and speechless. He remembered yesterday's situation very clearly. The young mage did say something similar, but he didn't care at all at the time. Who would have thought that there was a beast with three heads in the Ghost Valley? A demon with peak level 17 strength?
He even wondered whether the young mage knew about the existence of this demon in advance and then deliberately tricked him?
Thinking of this, Su Weir glanced at Lin Yun with an extremely strange look, but did not say anything more. Instead, he turned and walked aside. Soon his tired body disappeared without a trace in the dim night.
Even when Su Wei completely disappeared, Lin Yun did not leave, but remained where he was...
He felt that the appearance of the little lava lord was unusual...
Everything was fine, why did a demon suddenly appear?
Is it really like the legend spread among the Melting Fire tribe that there is a demon sealed in the Ghost Valley, and possessing something can release the demon...
"Um?"
Just when he had no clue and was almost ready to give up, a slight fluctuation of life came and was clearly captured by the magic energy array...
This suddenly made his eyes light up. Without thinking, he threw an acceleration spell on himself and rushed over in a hurry. Finally, he stopped a few hundred meters away.
This is a bush, which is also the source of fluctuations in life...
Lin Yun suddenly frowned and carefully released a light spell.
Follow...
The scene ahead suddenly became clear, deep in a lush bush. An altar with a primitive atmosphere appeared, with countless dark red runes vaguely rolling around, looking particularly mysterious in the dim night.
Just by looking at it, Lin Yun felt that the architectural style of this altar was somewhat similar. It seemed to be very similar to the altar in the Ronghuo tribe's holy land. It was also carved with countless mysterious ancient orc characters, densely packed like tadpoles, and seemed to contain endless meanings. magic.
But what really attracted Lin Yun's attention was not the altar itself. But a figure on the altar...
This is an old Raging Flame Orc, all skinny, with gray hair, empty eyes, and no life at all. A face that had gone through many vicissitudes of life, without any emotional fluctuations, stared at Lin Yun blankly. After four or five seconds, he uttered a hoarse voice: "I am unwilling to kill you damn intruders." …”
"Oh it's you……"
Lin Yun looked thoughtfully for a while, frowning. Half a minute later, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly realized that he finally knew what happened tonight...
The Raging Flame Orc in front of him is one of the six prophets of the Melting Fire Tribe. When Lin Yun entered the Ghost Valley for the first time, he was besieged by an orc force. The leader of this army is the tribal prophet Razat in front of him. At the same time, Razat is also the teacher of the young Raging Flame Orc Yas.
The decisive battle between the coalition forces and the Melting Fire Tribe at the foot of the Holy Mountain. Almost destroyed the entire Melting Fire Tribe, but after careful investigation, it was discovered that there were only five tribal prophets participating in the war, and the Melting Fire Tribe had always had six prophets, and the remaining one had not appeared from beginning to end. Pass.
And Razat is the prophet who never appeared...
If he hadn't met him in the Ghost Valley a few months ago and seen him from a distance, Lin Yun probably wouldn't think that Razat was a tribal prophet.
Because the current Razat is too weak, and the energy fluctuations emanating from his body are simply pitiful. He may not even be as good as a magician, and even his life is on the verge of exhaustion, and he will die soon.
No one would take a second look at a Raging Flame Orc in this state anywhere in the Raging Flame Plane...
No one would believe that he was a tribal prophet...
You must know that the tribal prophet is also considered to have top combat power in the entire Raging Flame Plane, equivalent to a high-level titled wizard among human mages.
"You must have summoned that demon, using a soul sacrifice method..." Lin Yun showed a playful smile and stared at Razat on the altar.
With his eyesight, it was easy to see this. The altar in front of him was specially used for sacrifice, and Razat looked very weak and his vitality was exhausted. It was very likely that he had performed a sacrifice.
"So what, I just want to kill you damn invaders and avenge my tribe..." Razat's old face was completely distorted, with endless crazy expressions emerging, and he let out a A creepy and ferocious voice: "Although I failed this time and couldn't kill you intruders, don't be too happy. When two suns appear in the sky at the same time, the flames of the Flowing Fire Mountains will be Burn all of you damn intruders to death and spend eternity in hell..."
"Puch..."
At this time, Razat's voice suddenly stopped, because an ice pick had penetrated into his chest, harvesting his life, and finally he collapsed weakly on the altar.
"Two suns...Floating Fire Mountain Range..."
On the way back, Lin Yun kept thinking over and over what Razat said before his death. Two suns appeared in the sky. It sounded strange and unimaginable, and it was simply impossible.
But Lin Yun, who comes from 30,000 years later, has experienced even more unbelievable apocalypses. The appearance of two suns in the sky at the same time is nothing...
Of course, the most important thing is that Razat’s words mentioned the Flowing Fire Mountains...
There is no doubt that the Flowing Fire Mountain Range is very important to Lin Yun, and it is the place he must go on this trip to the Raging Flame Plane. Because the Book of Ten Thousand Curses was conceived in the Flowing Fire Mountains, the problem he faces now is very embarrassing. He has three sets of meditation rules. If he wants to advance to the realm of a titled magician, he must completely integrate the meditation rules with the magic runes. .
But his magic rune only has one magic energy array, and the Wheel of Ten Thousand Dharmas can be used instead to fuse a set of meditation rules. As for the remaining set, he can only place his hope on the Book of Ten Thousand Curses.
Therefore, he had a reason to go to the Flowing Fire Mountains...
The Ancestral Land Family Council sent him to the Raging Flame Plane. The real reason was not to participate in the fight, but to cooperate with the Watson Family to go to the Flowing Fire Mountains to find the relics left by the ancestors of the Merlin Family.
No matter from which angle he looked at it, he felt that the Flowing Fire Mountain Range was the core of the entire Raging Flame Plane. It was not only mysterious, but also contained the most powerful orc tribe...
It took more than ten minutes for Lin Yun to return to the vicinity of the Dragon Raising Array. After nine days, the protective force had become so weak that it could be ignored. However, Lin Yun did not dare to act rashly and was still guarding it. He estimated that it was probably Tomorrow, this power will be completely eliminated.
"The heart of lava..."
Lin Yun, who had meditated for several hours and recovered, suddenly remembered the lava core in his pocket. This is an alchemy material that would make any alchemist jealous. To be precise, the lava core is not widely used. It can be used like a magic crystal, but if you do that, it can be described as a waste of resources...
The value of the core of lava is that it can lay out a magical alchemy circle called a devil's contract...
In the peak era of magic, almost every top force in the world of Northrend had a devil's contract. This alchemical circle can be said to be a symbol of the top forces. After all, special demons like the Little Lava Lord are in the world of Northrend. It is too rare. Unless you are lucky like Lin Yun, if you want to get a lava core, you must go to the bottom of the endless abyss and hunt down the little lava lord.
The moment he took out the lava core, a terrifying high temperature spread everywhere. The lava core was lying flat on the ground and beating "pop, pop, pop". Almost every time it beat, Lin Yun could detect an astonishing power. , seems to be slowly recovering.
Lin Yun took out a quill from his pocket, dipped it in the pre-prepared ink, and slowly wrote runes on the core of the lava. Even with his current attainments in alchemy, when setting up the devil's contract circle, each of them He had to be careful with every step, because a single deviation in detail could lead to failure and bring him unspeakable huge losses.
In just a few minutes, his forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, and the mage robe on his body was also wet with sweat. However, he had no time to care about this now, and all his attention was on setting up the magic circle. superior.
Every time you write runes on the core of lava, you must go through a lot of precise calculations. If it were an ordinary top master, I am afraid that the most basic runes would need at least four or five days of calculations to verify whether it is feasible. , but Lin Yun, who had the magic energy array, shortened the speed hundreds of times. In three hours, the original smooth appearance of the Lava Core had been replaced by dense golden runes.
"Okay..." After writing the last rune, Lin Yun put down the quill in his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked very tired. After all, this was a complicated and boring job. With his terrifying computing power, he was able to initially complete the writing of the devil's contract in five hours.