my age of magic

Chapter 1632 181. The Altar Key

Chapter 1632 181. The Altar Key
A group of orc warriors riding on the back of a dragon stumbled through the air, and Kalancuo stood on the high platform at the top of the altar, pointing at Deborah who was flying in the front and yelling at her, accusing her of only showing off her flying skills in the sky , without any scruples about the flying experience of those orc warriors behind.

In fact, there are a total of thirty orc constructed warriors following Deborah. Except for the first eleven orc warriors who performed extremely well, the remaining twenty orc warriors were all tortured by Deborah. Desperate to death, it is hard to imagine how this group of brave warriors who are not afraid of death on the land battlefield turned into soft-legged shrimps in the air.

However, more than [-] flying dragons flew over from the sky one after another, and the scene was very shocking.

The ruins of this ancient ruins were just divided into two by a crack in the valley. Dozens of rivers gathered in the valley and concentrated here, flowing into the depths of the abyss along the invincible crack. Among the lush trees, a poetic picture seems to be formed.

The orc sub-dragon knights flitted through the air, adding a lot of vitality to the valley.

The lizardman nobleman Inzaghi and the lizardman beast trainer Cavani also rode on the back of the dragon, flying towards the rising sun.

Standing beside Lord Bruce, I was also surprised to see this group of desperate orc warriors in the sky. In order to overcome the fear of flying, they actually locked themselves firmly on the saddle with iron chains. It seems that he has not been proficient in flying riding in a short time.

I think about this kind of advanced riding skills, maybe Le Die has the most say. When she rides a dragon, she seldom sits in the saddle honestly. Usually she pulls the rein with one hand, and the other Hands can throw spears from the air, and under the high-speed flight of Yalong, every throwing spear can reach the limit of speed, and those flying spears will piercing through the air with piercing sound and buzzing resonance.

Although the orc warriors are good at throwing short flying spears, their riding skills are not good enough, and they still need to practice more on the dragon's back.

Master Bruce withdrew his gaze and turned his attention back to the altar in front of him. He was not in a hurry to get on the altar, but turned around the pyramid-shaped altar. He looked at the base of the altar very seriously. From time to time, vague reliefs on the giant stone slabs explained to me that these reliefs described the way of life of the Nephalan.

Master Bruce told me firmly that the Nephalan here once lived a prosperous life, and they were the masters of this jungle. Master Bruce wanted to find out the reason for the disappearance of the Nephalan from these mural reliefs. They didn't find it all around, but the most gigantic scene among these murals is the scene of countless evil spirits crawling out from the depths of the abyss.

The powerful Nephalan warriors with weapons guarded around this crack, killing the evil spirits continuously, and even threw the corpses into the abyss.

Master Bruce walked up the stairs, carefully searched for the reliefs on the second floor of the foundation stone, stopped in front of a relief depicting a certain pyramid-shaped altar, pointed to a blurred figure on the top of the altar in the picture, and spoke softly. I said: "The Nephalan call themselves the chosen people. They possess extraordinary power from the moment they are born. Their strength lies in the fact that they have established the order of this new continent with their own hands."

Master Bruce retracted his gaze with emotion, and continued to walk forward.

Ying Li and I and others followed behind him. He didn't walk up the altar along the stone steps, but just walked around the altar to check the rich reliefs on the stone wall. He didn't walk fast. I didn't know he walked like this If you go down, how long will it take to get on the altar.

He stopped in front of a relief that was blurred like two mountains, pointed to the relief that looked like two mountains, and introduced to me: "The Nephalan usually build two altars in the same city, one It is called God’s Blessing, and the high priest mainly prays to the gods and asks them to send down miracles and blessings. Another altar is called God’s Punishment, which is used to judge those who betray their faith. souls and send them to hell."

After finishing speaking, Master Bruce walked back to the stone steps and walked up the dilapidated stone steps. Weeds had already grown in the crevices of these stone steps and rocks, making this place extremely desolate.

I chased after Master Bruce and asked him curiously, "You mean there should be two altars in this city?"

Master Bruce didn't stop, but said as he walked, "It should be like this."

I turned around and looked at the whole city. I couldn't find another altar in the ruins in my eyes. I frowned and said, "But now there is only one altar here, and the rest of the place has become a ruin..."

Master Bruce ignored me, but raised his head to the top of the altar, and said to me: "Let's go up and see if this altar belongs to the Altar of God's Blessing or the Altar of God's Punishment."

There is nothing special about the top of the altar. The top of the pyramid has a platform of less than ten square meters.

And the moment Master Bruce stepped onto the altar, he began to search around the altar seriously.

"Master Bruce, what are you looking for here?" I asked Master Bruce cautiously.

Master Bruce walked around the altar platform several times along a certain route, then stopped and said to me: "I'm looking for the key to open this altar, and we can only use it if we find the way to open the altar. This ancient altar holds a soul awakening ceremony."

I followed behind Lord Bruce, and said with some surprise: "This altar still has his own way to open it?"

"Indeed it is," Master Bruce replied.

Then I continued to ask: "Then have you found out how to open this altar?"

"I found it." After walking around the corners of the altar, Lord Bruce said with an intriguing smile on his face.

I was so shocked that I opened my mouth again, and asked Mr. Bruce: "Did you find it so quickly? That's really great. I don't know how to open this altar?"

Master Bruce turned to face me slowly, and said a word: "You!"

"It's me?" I stared at him with wide eyes, and then I could tell from Master Bruce's eyes that he wasn't joking with me, he was very serious.

Facing my inquiry, Master Bruce stood on the altar, nodded with a serious expression, and said to me: "That's right, only the blood of a real Nephalan can successfully activate this altar, my memory If nothing else, you are a Nephalem."

(End of this chapter)

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