Chapter 276 Have you eaten?
For the locals, the human race has almost become a legend, like the Chupacabra, the Mothman, and the lanky ghost. They have been heard of but never seen by anyone.
According to rumors, the Demon King God created the plane they live in now, including every plant and tree, mountains, rivers, and rivers, and then created the Demon Race based on his own image.
Although this plane was created by the Demon King God, the God was too powerful to enter the mortal world directly.
It's like you have piled up an exquisite sand table. It looks fine from the outside, but when you walk in, you will kick the sand table to pieces.
Therefore, the Demon King God selected seven demons as apostles and let them rule the mortal world on his behalf.
Then, other races also arrived through the natural portals in ancient times, gradually evolving into a multi-racial society.
At that time, there were humans who believed in demons and gods, and there were demons who believed in human gods. It was an enlightened and open era.
Later, the legend began to become unclear.
For unknown reasons, humans disappeared from society and were sealed by the Demon King at the other end of the Great Rift. The Demon King also fell into a deep sleep and never appeared again.
The sleep of the Demon King God has brought about earth-shaking changes. There is even some evidence that the demons in the mythical era all have horns, but now many demons do not have horns. This is because the demon king’s characteristics gradually disappear due to the sleep of the Demon King God. He is the entire race. Of course, without him, the demon clan would have problems.
The history of the Mythical Age was obviously deliberately buried and covered up. Even the fact that the Seven Apostles suddenly stole the Demon King's Ring for unknown reasons were records discovered by the academic city after excavation of the ruins. These are not among the widely circulated legends.
Being able to see human statues is indeed enough to prove that the history here can be traced back to the mythical age.
But Alday cared.
The first Demon King's Ring, where the Ring of Sight is located, is also a human relic. After hearing about the whole process, Aldai went to investigate on the spot.
It could be said to be an accident once, but this time the place where the Demon King's Ring may exist is still a human relic, which is very strange.
In the age of mythology, what is the relationship between humans and demon kings and gods?
Why was the Demon King's Ring stolen by the Seven Apostles placed in the ruins built by humans?
What role do humans play in this matter?
“Professor?”
Neemia saw Aldai lowering her head and thinking, and poked her shoulder:
"what's on your mind?"
"It's nothing. Let's move on. There are real ruins from the Mythical Age ahead. There may be magic from the Mythical Age, so be careful."
History is not what Aldai is good at, but she can also understand why many scholars in the academic city are obsessed with it. This feeling of digging for historical truth is irresistible.
The group of people walked through the doorway, stepping on the deformed stone slabs, using magic and torch lighting, and carefully tried to pass through the corridor that might be thousands of years old.
The weighing column in the corridor has been obviously twisted and deformed, and it is not surprising that it feels like it will collapse at any time.
There may have been some patterns on the wall, or even murals that recorded some history, but for unknown reasons, the paintings were artificially destroyed, and now you can only see messy lines with no logic at all.
It is quiet here, without any sound or even any air movement. Time seems to stand still, preserving things from thousands of years ago.
This corridor is very long, but there are no traps or mechanisms, which is a good thing for adventurers.
As Aldai walked, she casually scattered detection spells. She didn't know what she was thinking about, and she seemed a little absent-minded.
Until Nemea, who was exploring the road at the front, turned back and whispered to the others:
"There is a room in front. No monsters were found. It looks like an office space."
"You actually have an office?"
What was this ruin used for back then?
If you think about it carefully, the sealing place of the Ring of Vision is a human town in the mythical age, not a specially built sealing place.
Maybe it's the same here as that time.
Everyone walked through the corridor and soon found the office Neemia mentioned. This room had been carefully decorated back then, and even today you can still see some traces of life, such as the traces of pottery cups and writing boards placed on the stone table.
There was once something similar to a painting hanging on the wall, but it had completely rotted away due to age, leaving only a layer of faint traces of varying shades.
There is a stone pillar next to what looks like a file cabinet on one side. It can be imagined that the people who worked here were obviously not very tall, and they could not reach the top of the file cabinet without feet.
Of course, what the three adventurers are most concerned about is whether there are monsters or traps, followed by whether there are treasures.
What Aldai is most concerned about is whether there are any traces of magic here.
She used detection magic again, and as the spell was cast, she saw a thin layer of aura lighting up behind the desk.
If you get closer, you will see a magic circle carved on the ground behind the desk.
"What kind of magic is this?"
"I don't know, but it's obviously magic from the mythical age."
The magic back then was very different from now. It wasn't stronger, it was weaker.
After all, the magicians are not idle. Times are progressing, and the magic of ancient times is definitely not as powerful as modern magic.
Aldai squatted beside her, sliding her fingers along the edge of the magic circle, carefully identifying the runes on it.
The runes are still clearly visible, and it may have retained its power until recently, but it is definitely just a pattern now.
"You all stand back."
Signaling the others to retreat, Aldai took out several bottles of potion from the magic bag and poured the potion into the scratches on the ground in a specific order.
As the last bottle of potion was poured out, the magic circle lit up with a burst of blue light from the inside out.
Aldai herself also took two steps back, and everyone looked nervously at the activated magic circle.
About two or three seconds later, blue auras gathered in front of everyone's eyes. It was not strong, but seemed to be slowly taking shape. Finally, they saw a figure holding a staff and wearing a robe floating above the magic circle.
This is a man with black hair and black eyes. He looks to be around thirty years old. His body is in the shape of a translucent shadow, but unlike a ghost, his body is made up of magic aura projections, like a 3D projection.
Aldee recognized it at a glance as a magical simulacrum, a magical image that had certain intelligence and could handle simple problems. Usually when masters were running a shop and were too lazy to sit at the counter, they would put a magical simulacrum of themselves behind the counter. .
This kind of thing is no longer rare in modern times, but it would probably be very rare in the mythical age.
But everyone immediately noticed another fact.
This magical simulacrum has no horns on its head.
In the age of mythology, there was a race that looked similar to the demons, but without horns...
This is a magical simulacrum of a human being!
"ladies and gentlemen."
The magic simulacrum has certain intelligence. He glanced at the four people and said with a smile on his face:
"Have you eaten?"
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(End of chapter)