Dark Demon Warlock

  Chapter 199 The man behind the scenes?

   This altar is rough.

  Let’s put it this way, it’s like a kid in kindergarten made a pile of mud, and then built such an altar according to the simple drawings drawn by his classmates!

   That's right, it's made of mud!

  Now the environment inside has changed, the soil is cracked, and there are many cracks on the altar. It looks precarious, as if it may collapse at any time.

   It happened like this, this altar is still extremely dangerous!

  Have arrived here, it is naturally impossible for Mosen Kulm and the great wizard to paddle again, and each summoned a spirit body to go to the top of the altar to check.

  Two spirit bodies with different characteristics climbed onto the altar from different directions, but they melted at the same time!

  6 digits and 7th order, but no one can see how they melted!

   He didn't notice the power fluctuations on the altar at all.

  6 people were frightened.

  As early as when they learned that the owner of the tomb had lived for more than 2,500 years, they had already guessed whether it was the Nereid Emperor of the Aramaic Dynasty!

  The weird phenomenon today proves that even if it wasn't that person, his strength would probably be about the same.

  The power that can make six 7th-order unawares must be the peak of 8th-order or 9th-order!

   This made them more afraid to act rashly while their hearts were burning.

   Only after entering a high-level can one truly understand the power of a high-level professional. Sometimes only one step ahead, the strength may be a world of difference.

   What's more, the gap between them is one or two steps!

   What's even more frustrating is that the time difference between the two parties' lives is so far apart that they can't understand the power form of this altar at all!

  How do they crack this?

  I can only pin my hopes on the few archaeologists who studied the altar, or Professor Hughes.

  Just need their help to provide a starting point.

   It is impossible for every 7th-level powerhouse to be the lucky one who accidentally got the legacy of his predecessors. If you don't have enough knowledge to build your own spiritual organ when you are promoted to the fourth level, even if you succeed by chance, it will only plant troubles for the future.

   A strong person who can be promoted to level 7 has a wealth of knowledge, definitely surpassing most professors and scholars!

   It's just that there are specializations in the art industry.

  It’s like a top-notch mathematician. If you ask him to study the origin of an antique, it’s no wonder he can figure it out.

  Each level 7 follows and protects a professor.

   happens to be 6 digits too.

  Marquis Coffey is in charge of Professor Hughes.

  After a while, the bargaining over there was over, but there were still clues here.

   "Do you want to renegotiate?"

   "Why, are you still not satisfied?"

   "Why am I satisfied? Obviously I suffered a loss!"

   "Fart, are you still at a disadvantage? I'm the one who really suffers!"

   I have to say, their winking skills are really good, and they are really shrewd!

   No wonder they are at the top of their respective organizations.

   This avoids participating in the final boss event, and avoids risks while being aware of current affairs.

  If they have nothing to do, with the unpredictable temperament of a seventh-level powerhouse, what if they feel that they are an eyesore under anxiety and let them go to explore the way?

   After a while.

   Only Professor Hughes is still exploring.

  The rest of the professors have given up.

  However, they were not idle, helping to copy the engraving around the base of the altar for Professor Hughes to study.

   They all brought pens and paper.

   "Did you find out, these patterns are somewhat similar to the patterns on the outer door!" Professor Hughes suddenly pointed to the carvings on one of the papers.

"It really is!"

"really!"

   Several professors reacted immediately after comparing it with the memory in their brains.

   Don't blame them for their slow response. First of all, these carvings are only somewhat similar to the ones on the outer door, not the same. Secondly, these glyphs are too trivial, and there are no punctuation marks to separate them. It is not easy to find similar ones from a long list of trivial glyphs!

   It can only be said that Professor Hughes is amazing.

   "What do you mean?" March Paller asked without waiting for Marquis Kofi and others to speak.

  It has been like this since the time of the temple, and I have always intentionally expressed my sense of presence.

  Professor Hughes ignored him, but stared at these glyphs intently.

  March Paller was about to ask again, but found that there was no sound after he spoke!

   After panicking, just about to get up, I found that my body was out of control!

   "Shh—" the gray-haired female wizard softly hissed him.

  How could he hide his little thoughts from this old guy who has experienced a long time?

  March Paller fell silent instantly.

   This old lady is kind of scary.

   There is no reason, just after meeting her eyes, I came up with such an idea.

   Can no longer be dispelled.

   "I see!" Professor Hughes said suddenly.

  The eyes around him were already focused on him, without any extra words or deeds, just quietly waiting for him to continue.

   "Blood!"

   "You need his blood!"

   Everyone knows who this "he" is.

   His gaze shifted to Marquis Coffey.

  The only possible bloodline is with him.

   "What can it be?" Marquis Coffey released the statue of Xavira Siren and asked.

   "Resurrection!" Professor Hughes' answer was shocking but did not exceed their expectations.

  Marquis Kofi and the others had long guessed that this guy was unwilling to die.

   I just didn't expect that he was actually at the expense of his own direct blood, and started planning as early as 7,500 years ago!

  Marquis Kofi even thought that the news about the Palace of Inheritance might be his layout, in order to attract people to come with the statue of Xavira Siren!

  After thinking of this, Marquis Coffey heaved a sigh of relief.

  Knowing who is laying out the layout is better than fighting wits with the air.

   "How to operate?" After preparing to figure it out, then target the layout.

   "I don't know, it's not written on it." Professor Hughes was powerless.

Marquis Coffey frowned slightly, and glanced at the faces of Mawson Kulm, Tabitha Agnes, Christopher Micah, Constance Simon, and the Great Wizard one by one, telling his guess .

  Have come here, it is impossible to return without success!

  Christopher Micah and others also mean the same thing.

   Even if the opponent is resurrected, it is impossible to have the strength of his life.

  No creature can escape the mighty power of time!

  Besides, the other party has been dead for so many years, except for the most fundamental spirituality, the strength in his body may have been exhausted.

  Based on this calculation, the ability to only drop one and a half ranks is an overestimation of him!

  Having the opportunity to kill a pseudo-level 9 whose strength has dropped greatly, just thinking about it makes one's blood boil!

   After holding a small meeting and discussing how to cooperate, Marquis Coffey once again transferred the control of Xavierla Siren to Professor Hughes.

  Professor Hughes did not refuse, and controlled Xavier Siren to swim towards the altar.

  Almost the moment he touched the altar, this rough altar burst into a burst of water-blue brilliance!

   Cracks slowly repaired.

  At the top of the altar, there was a "squeak" sound when the coffin lid moved.

   Xavira Siren's originally chaotic eyes suddenly became clear, and were quickly replaced by panic.

  Consciousness wants to stop, but the body still swims unswervingly to the top of the altar!

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  (end of this chapter)