Chapter 1747 Slate

With a muffled bang, the clay golem's head was smashed by Joan's elbow, and it fell straight back.

After getting rid of the "little brother" who was making trouble behind him, Joan can concentrate on dealing with the two clay golems in front of him that have been beaten beyond recognition by him. He lifts them up with all his strength, hits them three times in the air, and they all disperse in a blink of an eye. shelf.

Joan dropped the dilapidated clay golem and looked around. The hall was full of mud and sand, and he also got muddy hands and sweated, as if he had fallen in a mud pit.

Although he made himself dirty, Joan was in a very happy mood.

The fight with the four clay golems gave him a rare opportunity to stretch his muscles and bones. After the intense exercise, he was sweating and his body and mind were full. It can be seen that sports can not only exercise the body, but also strengthen the body. It can improve the mental state and make people more positive and optimistic.

Looking back at the four clay golems, Joan suddenly felt that the owner of the castle had placed them in the gym not simply as guards, but mainly as training partners.

Using a "magic trick", Joan cleaned off the mud and sweat on his body, and regained his refreshment.

He walked up to a nearby clay golem, drew the No. 4 rune, and analyzed the construction spell of the golem. The result was exactly the same as the content in the book, and there was nothing new to learn from.

After all, this is just a clay golem, and its construction is not as difficult as that of a stone golem. Joan doesn't expect to gain new knowledge from them at all, so it can't be said that he was disappointed. He erased the No. 4 rune and walked straight through the hall.

Pushing open the opposite door, what appeared before his eyes was a corridor filled with mist.

This mysterious corridor brought back Joan's memories.

In addition to the fog visible in front of the eyes, there is at least one trap in the corridor. Those who fall into the trap will pass through an illusion wall and fall into a deep pit equipped with "Silence" and "Earth Binding". They can neither climb up nor call for help. They could only wait to die in the pit - when Joan's companion Casio fell into such a vicious pit when he first explored Cloud City two years ago.

More sinister than the pit is a "wax golem" lurking in the thick fog. This guy's combat power is far inferior to other golems in the castle. What makes him special is that he is intelligent, and he is also good at disguise and deformation, and his imitation skills are quite good.

If you mistake the wax golem for your companion, you may be assassinated if you are a little negligent.

Joan came to explore alone this time, and he was not afraid of being assassinated by the wax golem's disguise, but just in case, he still sent 18 glass magic eyes to the depths of the corridor for investigation.

The mist blocked the vision of the glass magic eye. Fortunately, it was difficult for Joan to activate the "fog vision" attached to the prosthetic eye. While his own vision was strengthened, the "myth link" would also strengthen The spell effect is mapped to each magic eye, and the detection vision is no longer hindered by the fog.

18 glass magic eyes cleared the way ahead, seeing through the hidden traps in the corridor one by one.

Joan bypassed the trap and walked through the corridor without any danger. At the end was the "wind ladder" leading to the fourth floor.

Joan stopped and looked back at the foggy corridor, wondering secretly.

"Why didn't the wax golem show up this time?"

With doubts, he made a spell-casting gesture, waved his palm and issued a "wind-making technique", the howling air flow blew away the dense fog, and there were no suspicious figures in the empty corridor.

When the air flow weakened and thick fog rolled in, regaining the lost ground, the doubts in Joan's eyes deepened a bit.

Judging from the situation on the second and third floors, Joan guessed that if the golem guarding the castle was damaged during the battle, it would automatically repair after a period of time and continue to perform the guard mission.

If this conjecture is true, the stone golem and clay golem that were destroyed two years ago have been repaired automatically, why is the wax golem lurking in the misty corridor missing?

Is the wax golem with intelligence and thinking a special case, different from the stone or clay golem without thinking ability, which is completely scrapped once destroyed and cannot be restored?

This does make sense, but there are other possibilities. For example, the wax golem couldn't find a good opportunity to assassinate, so it simply hid and didn't show up.

As for the truth, Joan is still not sure, so he decided to continue exploring other areas of the castle. When he has time in the future, he will go back and investigate the mystery of the mysterious disappearance of the wax golem.

Turning around and opening the "Pneumatic Ladder", Joan cast a spell to investigate, and after confirming that there were no traps in the stairwell, he went in and ascended to the fourth floor of the castle two minutes later.

The layout of the fourth floor of the castle is different from that of the lower three floors. It looks like a large library.

It's a pity that the books in the library have long since disappeared, only rows of empty bookshelves are left, and the walls surround the same empty hall.

There are no guards in the library, which Joan knew two years ago.

A spiral staircase is erected in the center of the hall, leading to the fifth floor of the castle.

When Joan walked into this hall last time, all he could think about was treasure hunting. After a hasty investigation, he confirmed that there was not even a single book left on the bookshelf, and there were no secret doors or traps, so he hurriedly followed his companion upstairs went.

Now that Joan revisited his old place, he didn't need to hurry, just strolled alone in this grand and solemn venue, imagining the scene when the bookshelves here were still full of beautifully bound books several centuries ago.

Walking unknowingly to the east side of the hall, there is a writing desk in front of the well-lit floor-to-ceiling windows. The ink bottle on the desk is as big as a bucket.

Joan turned into a bee-man form, fluttered his wings and flew up to the cloud giant's writing desk, and took a look at the ink tank, the ink inside had already dried up.

There is also a large piece of gypsum board more than two inches thick on the desk, like a liner under the parchment when writing.

Joan flapped his wings and flew directly above the gypsum board, carefully observing it out of curiosity, and found that there were faint scratches on it.

I don’t know how many centuries ago, a cloud giant sat here and buried his head in writing. The strength of the pen tip penetrated the back of the paper, and inadvertently left some marks on the soft plaster lining.

The scene before him made Joan even more curious. When this plaster liner was used for the last time, what was written on the parchment on it?

The age is too long, the plasterboard has shown signs of weathering, the scratches on the surface are light and fuzzy, sometimes disappearing, Qiao An stared at it for half an hour, his eyes were sore, but he still couldn't understand what it meant.

To read what was written on the plasterboard, Joanne had to make the scratches of the letters that had all but vanished stand out.

His first thought was to perform "repair" on the plaster liner, but then he realized that was not a good idea.

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