Wizard God Seat

"Hehe, that's good, I personally still like you guys, if I were to eat you, I would still be a little bit sad."

Hearing this, Al rolled his eyes helplessly, and said: "I want to come, you should be the real master of this tomb, it looks like you should be alive."

"I am indeed the owner of this mausoleum. You can call me the Beastmaster, or Reksard is also fine. Anyway, I am dead, so it doesn't matter what I call it."

El heard the Beastmaster Rexard claiming to be dead, and immediately asked with some doubts: "Rexard, you should be in a physical state now?"

"Yes, what you see now is indeed my body, the real divine body, but this is only the divine body, there is no soul in this body, and it is only the trace of consciousness I left behind that controls it. , So I am indeed dead."

"So, I thought..."

"Do you think I'm alive? I don't live like the snake of eternity. Even if I suffer a mortal injury, I can slowly recover by dividing into three. I'm not like the Seven Lords of Original Sin who can take my own life. The body and soul are completely turned into the sin and malicious thoughts of the original source. As long as the corresponding original sin does not disappear from this world, they can also be immortal. Although I think the fighting ability is far more than them, once I die, it is true. died."

Listening to the words of the Beastmaster Rexard, Al knew that the other party had seen that he had come into contact with the three brothers of Uropoulos, as well as the reincarnated Esso as the monarch.

Thinking of this, Al immediately looked into the eyes of Beastmaster Reksard and said: "Reksard, I have accepted the request of the moon **** Celtia. To find the trace of the sun **** Soma Polo, I need to go. A trip to the southern continent and the world of fire elements, I wonder if you can help me?"

"The sun **** Soma Polo? The narcissistic guy is actually very unlikely to survive. He is not an ancient **** with strong survivability like me, although I have to admit that the sun carriage Ma Polo is indeed stronger than me, but the war that year was really too terrifying. Even the three kings of the ancient gods also fell one after another, let alone the sun **** Soma Polo, just as Our younger generation, I can help you, and it can be considered that I am finally doing something for the main material world that gave birth to me!"

When the voice fell, Beastmaster Reksard's eyes blinked slightly, and a blank painting decorated with extremely gorgeous frames appeared in his pupils.

At this time, Beastmaster Rexard said directly to Al: "Take this painting out of my eyes."

Hearing this, Al immediately stretched out his hand to the picture in the eyes of Beastmaster Reksard, but saw that Al’s hand reached into Beastmaster Reksard’s eyes like a mist of water. Inside, I grabbed the frame of the painting and took the painting out of the eyes of Beastmaster Reksard.

Looking at the transparent painting in his hand, Beastmaster Reksard sighed nostalgicly and said: "This painting contains the power of my wife's poetry and painting goddess. It can be used about three times, allowing you to build three eternal The door, you have to remember that once the door is cast, it cannot be changed. Therefore, you have to think about the role of the door and don’t just use the opportunity."

Hearing this, Al nodded immediately and said: "I know, I will be more cautious, thank you Rexard."

"It's okay, it's okay, I can vaguely see that you will become one of us. I hope you can inherit the will of the ancient gods by then, and don't let the ancient gods disappear into the long river of time."

As the words fell, Beast King Reksard's body gradually turned into nothingness and disappeared in front of Al. At this time, Al looked at the painting in his hand, put the painting in the space ring, and then turned and walked towards the study. On the other side of the door, opened the door and left here.

The darkness surged, and Al walked out of the darkness. He turned his head and looked at the slowly closed ruins behind, or the gate of the tomb, he couldn't help but sighed. He didn't know the history of the war between the old gods and the old gods, but from From what El has gone through, the original war must have been very cruel. Every ancient **** had the determination to die, and completely ignored life and death, in order to prevent the main material world as the center of this universe from becoming Falling into the hands of the old gods made the universe completely plunged into darkness.

El did not know what he would do if he encountered the choices faced by the ancient gods at the time. Maybe he would do his best to destroy the old gods who invaded the main material world just like the remaining ancient gods~www. readwn.com~ Even if he is completely fallen, maybe he will be like those ancient gods who escaped from the main material realm and went to other worlds to live in seclusion, carefully hiding himself, preventing other ancient gods and old gods from knowing his own exist.

But Al is very clear that his family and friends must be protected. If someone dares to hurt them, then no matter who the other party is, he must bear his full blow!

The door of the mausoleum was slowly closed, and now the'Key of Time' fell into Al’s hands. This door would never be able to be opened. Just as Al was about to leave, he suddenly saw the man lying down near this cave. The ocean current, at this time, there was a huge scar on his chest, almost splitting him in half diagonally.

At this time, Ocean Current looked at Al, struggled and smiled, and said: "It seems...this time of exploration, yes, you have gained the most."

Shaking his head, Al said to Ocean Current: "I was alive and dead in it. I managed to escape, and there was nothing in it, except for those monsters."

"He, hehe, yeah, this kind of... in the remains of the mythical age, there is often nothing of value, but... but if you can find something, it's like, like the one Rorschach used to Like the Canghuo doll, it is definitely something worth taking risks, but it's just our luck, it's really, it's too bad, too bad."

Yang Liu’s words are very laborious. Al looked at Yang Liu’s appearance, reached out his hand, took out a potion, threw it to him, and then said: “Your injury is very serious, but it’s not that it cannot be treated, but it will be very difficult. The potion can only help you delay the deterioration of your injury and stabilize your condition. If you believe me, you can use it."