Chapter 412 Saluk Lich
After listening to Seth’s clone’s story, Brian was also secretly amazed. He didn’t expect that the once glorious magical kingdom of Netheril would have such a side in its early days. Elves, Jaegers and Saluk witches were playing around with applause.
Of course, it is precisely because of the mutual restraint of these three forces that Netheril found opportunities in their respective fears, grew stronger, and eventually became uncontrollable by any force. .
At the same time, it also made him realize why the elves had stolen another complete set of Nese scrolls, but instead of using and mastering the magical knowledge inside, they chose to use it in the form of golden beech wood. Sealed in Myth Drannor's Tower of Windsong.
I am afraid that these elves, who have been lying down for a long time, are likely to know in advance what terrible knowledge is hidden in this set of Nese scrolls.
After all, the Nese Scroll is the path used by the ancient Death God Yeager to deal with the elves. The magical knowledge in it will definitely be like boiling a frog in warm water. The viewer will gradually be deeply attracted by the rich magical knowledge in a cyclical and progressive way. In the end, for Experimenting with some horrific magical ritual to your own destruction.
During the conversation, Brian had unknowingly reached the end of the tunnel.
What appeared before him was a dusty stone chamber.
The room was empty, without any decorations, only the walls were carved with obscure and mysterious runes.
Even with Brian's current magical attainments, he only roughly understands that the main function of runes is to greatly increase the speed of absorbing magical energy from the air.
Just when he was about to ask Seth's clone how to find the way to Orem City, the Holy Emblem he had been holding in his palm from beginning to end suddenly felt a burning sensation.
Then, the Holy Emblem emitted a dazzling golden light, shooting through the fingers of his palm like sharp arrows on the surrounding walls.
Gradually, the golden light expanded from Brian's hand, forming a network-like shape that extended to all directions.
They quickly scanned the entire basement, and as they extended, the mysterious runes around the walls were gradually activated, shining with a faint luster.
This strange situation lasted for only a moment, and a low roar came from the quiet and sealed stone room.
"Rumble..."
As the entire stone room trembled slightly like an earthquake, a hard, clean and neat bluestone slab covered the dusty ground, and the surrounding walls were also flipping, turning into a fireplace. .
What is burning in the fireplace is not flame, but lavender magical energy.
In the center of the stone room, as a magic light array shined on the bluestone floor, a beautiful Saluk witch and snake sculpture slowly appeared in Brian's sight, bathed in lavender magic light. .
This sculpture looks like a scholar of the Saluk witch race. It holds a book in one hand and stretches forward with the other hand. It holds a palm-sized stone in its palm, suspended in mid-air. The mysterious orb.
At first glance, this magic ball looks like a sculpture decoration.
However, Brian still saw the problem from the complex and mysterious-looking runes on the sculpture.
This made him realize that the entire sculpture was a small magic circle, which seemed to ensure that the power of the mysterious magic ball could be fully activated for easy use.
"I have said it before..." The old thoughts of Seth's clone rang in Brian's mind, and he hummed:
"In the entire world of Toril, except for me, , no one can find the true location of Orem. You are lucky to know that you can only find Asindo hidden in Orem City by going to Wuhu Spire and getting my permission."
Indeed, as Seth's clone said, the reason why Brian was able to find traces of Orem City can be said to be favored by the goddess of luck.
If he had not found the records about Chult Jungle and the Temple of Seth in Candlekeep, he would not have been able to think of the source of the creator race, Saluk, to search for the earth. Traces of the Prophet.
Even so, Brian still ignored the Seth clone who was a little secretly proud.
Because his eyes at this moment have been deeply attracted by the mysterious magic ball dragged in the palm of the sculpture.
With his detailed observation, he was finally shocked to discover the fact that this magic ball was actually similar to the Mithron core.
"Don't compare Netheril's inferior products with it." Seth's clone obviously guessed Brian's thoughts and said disdainfully:
"If there is no Netheril's Mytha core, You have also seen the consequences of the support of the inner magic network, and even if it does not have the energy from the inner magic network, it can still continuously draw energy from the four elemental planes
This is the whole. The crystallization of the wisdom of the creator race. Tens of thousands of years ago, the Saluk witch of the Istosefir Empire relied on the energy of this magic ball to forcibly change the course of the entire Narrow Sea, and almost wiped out the people hiding in the Dark Area. Felin Demon Kui."
"Why don't you say that the destruction of the Istosefifer Empire was also caused by this magic ball?" Brian retracted his gaze and restrained himself from wanting to destroy it. Taking it as his own idea, he retorted:
"What is the difference between what you did back then and Karsus's Twelve Rings of Divine Conferment Technique? It's just a joke at fifty steps and a hundred steps at a time."
Although he said that, he had already vaguely realized that the most important accessory of the so-called creator suit was probably to create an energy core device with similar functions.
This made him look forward to the effect of the complete Creator Set.
Seth's clone was speechless after being retorted, or it could be said that he was too lazy to pay attention to Brian's ridicule.
After a moment of silence, His thoughts hidden in the Holy Emblem cast a witchcraft spell that even Brian could not identify, and activated the mysterious orb.
As the mysterious sphere flashed with dazzling light, a phase gate emerged like a projection.
"This is..." Seeing this, Brian had a strange look on his face, and then murmured to himself, "I didn't expect that Orem City is hidden in an alien plane."
"Go in." Seth's clone said:
"Since Asindo broke the rules of guarding Orem City, leaving the city without a guardian, I have gradually taken over the control here. And mobilized his divine power to forcibly transfer it to the alien plane."
"Now..." He murmured in a low voice:
"The witch general of Isto Saifeifu. After waking up from tens of thousands of years of slumber, the shadow of the creator race will once again cover the entire material plane.”
Brian naturally heard Seth's clone talking to himself, and he would never believe that the creator race would have a chance to rise again.
After all, their glorious era has ended long ago.
Then, he stepped into the portal without hesitation.
The moment he stepped into the portal, Brian clearly noticed that even if he stood still, he felt as if he was in a very strange state, traveling through the turbulence of time and space, and moving forward rapidly.
As the twisted space turbulence disappeared, he was soon pushed out by an unknown powerful force.
Brian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he actually appeared in a sea of hot sand.
The desolate wind howled, constantly wandering back and forth between several sand dunes, raising yellow sand flying all over the sky.
Brian's sight passed through the yellow sand and saw the ruins of a broken city standing in the low areas of the dunes.
It can be seen from the numerous collapsed circular bases inside that these buildings were once towering towers, but none of the weathered stone walls are more than three meters high.
Obviously, this is the former lost city of Orem, also known as: the City of the White Tower.
He found Orem City, or what was left of the White Tower City.
Furthermore, Brian also learned through continuous detection magic that there were no living creatures in the ruins of this city, not even the slightest trace of activity.
This made him realize that those Saluk witches who were transformed into lichs were probably sleeping in the underground tombs of the city's ruins. Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and after putting on various magical barriers to protect himself from wind and sand, he stepped into the city ruins step by step.
During nearly half an hour of carpet-like magic search, Brian found an entrance to the underground tomb in the basement of a collapsed tower.
He immediately used magic to clean up the sand and rubble that buried the entrance, and then followed the curved ramp from top to bottom and entered the spiral passage.
The moment Brian stepped into the passage, he immediately noticed something strange.
“I can’t sense the magic net anymore.” The thought of the golden dragon Paralandax sounded in Brian’s mind:
“If it weren’t for your arcane fire possessing something similar to the magic net, The independent system of the magic network provides me with a steady stream of energy. I am afraid that I would have fallen into a deep sleep long ago without the support of energy from the magic network."
Brian nodded slightly, held the holy symbol in his hand, and tried. Communicating with Seth's clone.
As expected, in the tomb shrouded by the powerful death magic, even the holy symbol that had blessed Seth's thoughts lost its effect.
Fortunately for Brian, he was still able to cast magic through arcane fire. Otherwise, he would not have dared to break into the capital of this ancient empire.
So, without the guidance of Seth's clone, Brian could only bite the bullet and silently move forward along the downward spiral passage like a headless fly.
At the end of the tomb passage is a room that looks obviously well-kept.
Even after tens of thousands of years have passed, it still shows the luxury of ancient times.
Layers of exquisite floor tiles display abstract images and designs in bright blues, greens and blacks, and a row of unfamiliar metal magic wall lamps hang high on the wall, burning with ghostly white flames.
The walls are also decorated with light murals depicting verdant jungles, majestic peaks, and a glorious city with tens of thousands of delicate white towers.
The murals here are as clear as if they were just painted yesterday, with no trace of the passage of time at all.
“This looks like the residence of the former Saluk Lich who acted as a guardian.” The golden dragon Paralandax expressed his guess, “These witches who guard this city in a rotation system The demons are probably here to secretly observe the changes in the surface world."
Brian nodded slightly and agreed with Jin Long's statement.
Because he had already seen a desk on the west side of the room. The books on it were arranged very neatly. It looked like there were always scribes recording history here.
He immediately walked over and looked at the contents recorded in a stack of books on the desk:
The Age of Dawn
-30000DR~-24000DR
Recorder: The first guardian of Orem, 'Iron Lord' Gulam Gezlet
In this era, the empire established by the once glorious creator gradually faded into memory, announcing the beginning of the Age of Dragons and the Age of Giants.
The dragons and their clans rule over vast territories, and these competing reptiles battle for control of land, sea, and sky.
During this period, devastating wars broke out between the dragons, causing some small, remote lands ruled by the dragons to fall into the hands of the giants.
As time passed, these giant kingdoms began to threaten the hegemony of the dragons.
Finally, in the giant kingdoms of Dhaka, Glenfestin, Hailijim, Nedheim, Ostoria and Lanvergil, and the dragon kingdom of Argossilliak An all-out war broke out between Si, Cais Enmarsivir, Daras Trevoschka and Thackerix Gonticus.
-26000DR～-25000DR
The Millennium War: The ancient dragon Garrick led the red dragon to fight against the giants of Ostoria. In the end, all dragon creatures were involved, and the war lasted for a full thousand years. Year.
When everything is over, Ostoria is just a dim microcosm of its past. The Giant Kingdom only retains the northern edge of the continent, today's highest glacier and bitter cold land.
-2500DR~-24000DR
The elves from distant worlds continue to work hard to overthrow the rule of the dragon. They opened a new portal, allowing the original elves to immigrate to Toto. Riel world.
For some unknown reason, these primitive green elves actually worship the gods Ferrell, not the Seldarine gods headed by the elven god Corellon. The specific reason has not been investigated clearly.
Most green elves were content to remain in small scattered communities, but a group of them, known as the Ilythri, successfully negotiated a cooperative alliance with the dragon and began to build a small community in the south. kingdom.
In the following thousands of years, the magnificent capital of Ilythri, Atonash, became the first shining symbol of elven civilization.
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Brian kept flipping through the book extracted from the bottom layer. He found that most of the records in the book were the history recorded by the Lich Observers. , and your own evaluation.
Then he opened the penultimate book:
The First Prosperity
-24000DR~-12000DR
Recorder: The Fifty-fifth of Orem Iromeda Ilori, the "Successor" of the Guardian
In this era, the elven civilization from the distant world reached its peak. With the elves' successive victories over the orcs, dragons and giants, other The races gradually prospered in a safe environment and entered their respective civilization eras.
In the following thousands of years, elven civilizations divided eras by their rulers. In Elvish language, 'Lissa' was used to describe an important era or generation, depending on the situation.
As a way of dividing an era, it includes the reign of a specific ruler.
-17600DR The continent was separated:
Hundreds of high elven mages gathered at the gathering place in the center of Faerûn, having long forgotten the destruction of the elven kingdom of Tintagil a few centuries ago. After learning the lesson, he cast an elf high magic in order to create an elf home full of splendor and beauty.
On the day of its birth, as the spell extended back and forth in the mists of time, the power of the spell reached its peak, and the only land was torn apart by the out-of-control power released by the separation of the continents.
In the end, hundreds of cities were destroyed, tens of thousands of elves died, and the land of Toril was forever changed.
The name Faerun no longer belongs to the only continent, but refers to the largest continent.
Surrounded by the vast ocean, Eternal Island is considered to be part of the Avandor plane and a bridge between different planes - appearing on the surface of the Traceless Sea.
With the blessing of the elf goddess Angras, green forests and a large number of wild animals soon flourished all over the island.
Corellon Larethian protected Evermeet from Lolth, Mara, and other enemies of the Seldarine pantheon, and entrusted a unique seed to the island's noble races.
The seeds soon sprouted and grew into a miniature tree called the Tree of Souls.
As time passed, the souls of the ancient elves who chose to stay in the world of Toril rather than go to Arvandor merged into the Tree of Souls, slowly increasing its power.
The prophecy shows: When the elven race ends its exile life on the Green Island and finally returns to the mainland, the Soul Tree will be transplanted to Faerûn.
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While Brian was tirelessly reading the history of the continent recorded by the Saluk Lich in the book, he suddenly noticed a cold breeze coming from behind. Come, the whole room trembled, and the chilling negative energy surged, making his soul tremble.
Faced with this situation, Brian's rational and clear mind allowed Brian to activate the flash technique set in advance without hesitation, and instantly distanced himself from him.
Then, the moment he turned around, he saw a tall figure appearing in his sight.
The opponent is wearing a black robe, and the lower body is a very primitive snake body, entangled high, with withered flesh and blood clinging to the skeleton, the scales are dull, exuding a strong death aura.
This is a female Saluk Lich, and Brian guessed the identity of the uninvited guest.
Because whether it is her long hair flowing down or the eyes that look at her indifferently, they all show a withered gray color, giving people a chilling feeling.
(End of this chapter)