Cultivating Immortals For All: I Can Modify The Script Of Life

Chapter 452: The Statue Of The Dungeon, The Corridor Of The Corpse

Near the entrance to the dungeon, the statue of Francis stood in place.

He didn't get angry, he didn't growl, he didn't fly into a rage.

After a brief moment of shock and astonishment, He actually showed a warm smile of Uncommon.

"My child, you have grown up~

I heard your voice and saw your shadow..."

Francis bowed his head, his voice full of love, "Are you thirsting for strength, my child?"

He stretched out his right hand, and a ball of pitch-black light rose from his palm, which quickly condensed into a ball the size of a thumb.

This Black crystal seems to contain extremely tyrannical power, and the surrounding void twists and waves faintly, as if it is about to be torn apart by it.

Francis raised the black ball and watched the black streamers entwined and flowed on the surface of the crystal ball, as if they were alive, whimpering, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke and dust, completely fused into Francis' palm.

In the next second, Francis' figure disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared before.

...

In the dark, Al Della's body gradually shrunk, and finally turned into a twenty-year-old female wizard wearing a black costume.

Standing next to Li Ang, she looked around blankly, as if she was not used to the new environment.

"Is this what you call the 'tomb'?"

Li Ang curled his lips and walked towards the underground stone wall.

The stone walls are covered with cobweb-like cracks and pits, like tunnels or caves dug by some kind of monster.

Li Ang pushed the door open and went in, only to find countless corpses piled up in the corridor behind the wall.

In addition, he also saw mutilated skeletons lying down in the passage, like a group of pigs and sheep just dissected from a slaughterhouse.

Li Ang raised his eyebrows, "I remember that goblins are also very good at digging graves. Your ancestor is a professional."

"Goblin is just an ancient magic material. We mages use wands to summon devils and undead servants, but we don't make these things."

Al Della frowned and added, "But I've heard of goblins and dragons."

"Huh? You mean, those monsters in Legendary who have the power of the Sacred and can destroy the world?"

Li Ang was surprised: "Aren't they extinct already?"

"My friend, dragons live much longer than humans, especially the Dragon King race - they live at least three times as long as Common humans per year."

Al Della paused, "During the Earth period, I would occasionally go on ocean adventures, and on an island, I met a group of giant dolphins, whose IQ can be called Talent.

The dolphins showed me their wings, teeth, and tails, and... a strange charm.

I spent most of my life researching that magic, and finally confirmed that it is a magic called 'Dragon Flying Curse'.

As long as you cast the dragon flying spell, you can let the dragon fly beyond the Nine Heavens, roam the Galaxy Cluster, chase the sun and the moon, be unrestrained, and be Immortal forever.

But because the cost of casting the spell is too high, the caster often dies due to the exhaustion of magic power, so the dragons all choose to seal it up and never use it again.

Unexpectedly, you actually learned this spell? "

"Uh, forget it."

Li Ang said in distress: "I just awakened a little memory about the dragon, but I don't understand what a dragon is at all, so I can barely learn the flying spell.

And I have no way to control the flying range of the dragon, I can only choose a direction to flee at random, and keep changing directions. "

Al Della nodded thoughtfully, then shook his head again.

The two walked out of the dungeon one after the other, and walked along the gloomy and dark passage to the depths of a long corridor.

There are many tombs here, densely packed and neatly arranged, including those of humans, dwarves, and even gnomes, ogres, and goblins.

"This is my hometown."

Al Della introduced: "Our Lich Kingdom is a country that worships Death, we believe that the dead can obtain eternal life;

Similarly, we also have a deep understanding of undead and curses, and are willing to put it into practice, collecting all kinds of undead.

In these catacombs are buried many evil creatures from the underground depths and The Underworld.

When they died, their grievances surged, and they were unwilling to wander peacefully in the square in the center of the tomb and in the subway cars. Even the Lich King could not save them.

However, the magic of our lich can project the will of the dead into the tomb for us to drive-this will save a lot of trouble.

This place is called the Tower of The Underworld. "

Al Della looked up and glanced around, and continued:

"Our ancestors once tried to conquer this land, rule the human nations and city-states in this land, and use slaves and craftsmen to make puppet soldiers.

But...these plans all failed. The ancestors not only failed to achieve their goals, but instead lured wolves into the house and provoked more enemies.

After the ancestor died in battle, the tower of The Underworld was taken over by a group of greedy villains.

The villains built tombs, built altars, forged weapons and armor, and alchemy puppets in an attempt to conquer the underground tombs and take the wealth and secret treasures left by the wizards as their own.

These tombs, houses and altars built a defensive system to hinder the attack of villains.

The villains tried for a long time, but they still couldn't break through the defense line, so they had to give up this plan.

But among these tombs, there is a very important place that the villains have long coveted. "

"Underground castle?"

"That's right, it's at the bottom of the underground castle, which is the core area."

Al Della turned her head and stared at Li Ang, "I know that a great wizard must be buried in this underground palace, and his inheritance and magic books must be extremely rich!

I would like to invite you to help me find that legacy, and if there is such a thing, I will be grateful to you. "

"Wait, you wanted to kill me just now..." Li Ang's face twitched, and he asked, "Why did you change your mind now?"

"Because I already figured it out."

Al Della sighed, and said: "The grievances between me and you have long been settled, and you are strong enough to be worthy of my friendship.

I decided to give up my hatred for you and treat you as a friend. "

"Isn't that okay? Didn't you say that we are fateful opponents?" Li Ang spread his hands, "If I recall the memories from the past one day, wouldn't I want to beat you hard?"

"You'll remember."

Al Della showed a weird smile, "You will take the initiative to tell me everything."

She waved her wings and flew high into the sky, "It's too hot in the catacombs, I want to leave this damn place to get some fresh air."

Li Ang shrugged and said, "Then I'll go out for a walk too."

The tower of The Underworld is divided into several floors, and there will be a portal every 100 meters, connecting different places.