Wizard Immortal

Chapter 182 Entrance

"Why isn't it here! Why isn't it here!"

In the lush, wooded mountains, someone was shouting hoarsely, a wrinkled face looking puzzled.

"Raman, shut your mouth right now!"

A middle-aged wizard in a red robe stepped forward, his frosty face carrying a hint of disdain: "If the relics of ancient wizards were so easy to find, why would they be so easily obtained by us?"

"Meldor, do you even have the right to say that?"

Raman turned around, his cloudy eyes fixed on the red-robed wizard with hostility: "You're the one who recruited me, and you're the one who led the way with the map. Now, a full half month has passed, and we haven't even found a trace of the ruins. I'm starting to suspect that you deliberately led us astray."

"joke!"

Myrdor responded coldly, letting out a sneer: "You were the one who agreed to join, I showed you the map, and you confirmed the route yourself, so why are you coming to me now?"

"snort!"

Upon hearing the other person's words, Raman stopped talking, snorted coldly, and turned around to continue walking forward.

After arriving in this area according to the map, they searched the entire area during this time, but in the end, they couldn't find even a trace of the past.

Faced with this situation, anyone would become anxious. Recently, Raman even sent out Andrew and his apprentices, whom he controlled, in order to speed up the search process as much as possible.

"The area defined here is incorrect."

On the other side, walking on the rugged mountain road, Adir faced similar difficulties.

"According to the markings on the map, the ruins should be in this area, so why is there no trace of them now?"

Walking carefully behind the other person, Adir couldn't help but frown: "Is there some special condition that must be met, or is some kind of token required?"

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he couldn't help but think of the two things Terence had given him.

Adir reached behind him and took the package to the ground. He opened it and took out two items.

It was a yellowed animal skin map, and a bronze talisman engraved with a two-headed dragon, along with some hymns and praises written in the Quran.

Holding the token in his hand, Adir read aloud the words on it, one by one: "When the moon rises in the sky, the crown of ancient Moran will fall to earth..."

"When the moon rises in the sky..."

Reading the words on the talisman, Adir muttered to himself, "The meaning is quite clear; it directly points out some key points."

"Let's wait and see what happens when the moon comes out."

He composed himself, looked at the sun high in the sky, and thought to himself.

Soon, it was evening.

However, it seems that Adir was not very lucky. There was no moon rising at this time of night, the sky was pitch black, and not a single star could be seen.

"Looks like we'll have to wait until tomorrow."

Standing in a desolate corner where the five of them were, quietly looking up at the sky, Adir thought to himself.

He looked at the token in his hand, but suddenly froze.

On the familiar bronze surface, the black two-headed dragon pattern was still engraved, but now there was a slight change; the appearance of the two-headed dragon seemed to have changed a little.

This change is very slight and inconspicuous, less than one-thousandth of the total, and would be almost impossible to detect under normal circumstances.

If it weren't for the chip notification from Adir, even a formal wizard wouldn't have been able to notice this change without a moment's carelessness.

"It seems the moon doesn't refer to the actual moon, but rather to that time."

Looking thoughtfully at An Hua's talisman in his hand, Adir then commanded the chip in his mind, "Chip, zoom in!"

As soon as the order was given, the view in front of us changed instantly.

A bronze color completely covered the view in front of me, constantly changing as my gaze shifted.

At a magnification of tens of thousands of times, a unique scene appeared before our eyes.

It was a bronze-colored topographical map, not very large in area, but very clear.

On this map, two dots are lit up, one in red and the other in white.

After studying it for a while, Adir finally understood the meaning of the two punctuation marks.

The white area represents the location of the talisman, while the red dot is very likely the entrance to the ruins.

Having considered this, Adir did not hesitate and took the talisman and walked away into the distance.

They walked all the way to a very distant area, until they reached the top of a mountain, where Adir stopped and looked around.

In the minimap displayed on the talisman, the red and white dots have now overlapped and appear to be located in the same area.

"I've been to this area before, but I didn't find anything because I didn't come at the exact time?"

Standing still, Adir surveyed the surrounding scenery, his eyes gleaming.

For the past two weeks, following behind those two formal wizards, Adir has searched this area several times, but he hasn't found even a trace of the ruins.

Not only him, but the two formal wizards were in the same boat. They had searched the area thoroughly over the past two weeks, but hadn't found a single thing.

It now seems that the problem wasn't with the map, but rather that other conditions weren't met.

Standing still, Adir raised the talisman in his hand and quietly sensed his surroundings.

It was the middle of the night, and darkness enveloped the earth, making the light very faint.

Immersed in this environment, Adir quietly closed his eyes, and his mind instantly entered a deep meditative state.

In this state, he sensed the surging energy particles outside, some of which were rapidly entering the talisman in his hand, causing the small talisman to emit light and faintly resonate with a certain place here.

As time passed, the light from the talisman grew brighter, and the location of that place became clearer. Eventually, a door was revealed, which Adir could easily step into with a single step.

This feeling is quite unique; while it evokes a sense of novelty, it also makes one marvel at the mystery and eeriness of this place.

After a while, forcibly suppressing the urge to enter, Adir opened his eyes.

In his hand, the ancient bronze talisman lay peacefully in his palm, looking no different from before.

However, after what had just happened, Adir could sense the extraordinary nature of this talisman.

This is the key to truly communicating with this ruin. Without this talisman, even if one could find this place, it would be difficult to find the real entrance.

"We can't just go in like this..." Sensing the portal, Adir frowned and then looked to the other side.

In that direction, two formal wizards are resting.

"Wait a minute..." Looking in that direction, Adir's eyes flickered, but in the end he suppressed his desire to enter the ruins.

Several days later.

"What?! You've found the entrance to the ruins?!"

One morning, a loud noise came from afar.

Raman, dressed in a black robe, his wrinkled face now appearing extremely agitated, exclaimed, "Where is it? Tell me quickly!"

Behind him, Myrdor was in a much better state. Although he was also somewhat excited, there was also some doubt in his eyes.

Standing before the two formal wizards, Andrew and Sisti looked tense: "We don't know if it's a ruin... we just think we saw a door..."

"There? Take us there immediately!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Raman shouted that they should lead the way.

They exchanged a glance, and Andrew took the lead, walking out first and leading the others in a certain direction.

Their destination was precisely the mountaintop that Adir had previously found. However, it was still daytime, and nothing around them had changed, so it was impossible to find the portal.

"Where's the door? Where's the door?"

After arriving here and searching carefully several times, Raman was somewhat puzzled. Then, his cloudy eyes suddenly turned to Andrew and the other person, as if questioning them.

"My lord...we did not lie to you."

Stared at like that by a formal wizard, Andrew's face turned pale, and he seemed to be quite frightened. He immediately knelt down, looking completely unrefined: "Just last night, that door appeared for a while, but it disappeared very quickly."

"Wait, you said you saw it in the middle of the night?"

Myrdal suddenly interjected.

Hearing Myrdor's words, Raman's eyes lit up as well, and he looked at Andrew: "Think carefully about what happened back then! Don't miss any details!"

"yes!"

Under his gaze, Andrew seemed quite frightened and quickly nodded, saying, "It was in the middle of the night. Because the moon was very round, Cisti and I went out to look at the moon. We happened to walk to this area and saw a bronze gate."

"The door disappeared very quickly. At first, I thought I was imagining things, but Cisti also saw the door, so I was certain..."

"There's still a moon at midnight..."

As Andrew recounted his story, Raman and Meldor, standing before them, grew increasingly bright-eyed and fell into deep thought.

Taking advantage of their momentary distraction, Andrew and Sisti, kneeling in front of them in a disheveled state, exchanged a subtle glance.

At midnight, instead of leaving, they gathered all the apprentices and waited there.

"It's already past midnight, and the moon is up, so why haven't we seen the entrance yet?"

In the middle of the night, standing atop the mountain, Raman looked at Andrew with some impatience: "Andrew, are you sure you saw it from this place?"

"My lord, I'm sure!"

Faced with the doubts, Andrew spoke decisively, without any hesitation.

"This should be the correct location."

Myrdor's voice came from the side.

"Mairdo, what did you find?" Raman asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Feel it with your spirit."

Looking back at Raman, Myrdor's eyes were deep, but his face was cold and somewhat frightening, and he exuded a suffocating spiritual power.

Hearing his words, Raman was puzzled, but he still closed his eyes and spread his spiritual power out.

As his mental energy slowly spread, he also sensed a slight anomaly.

Somewhere nearby, a bronze gate stood, which he captured with his mental power and observed precisely.

"This is···"

Raman opened his eyes in shock.

"This is a secret realm."

Myrdor, on the other hand, seemed to have anticipated all of this, and only a fleeting look of surprise crossed his face: "Although this ruin is located in this area, the entrance is not here. Instead, it has been fixed in a unique space by a magic array, and can only be observed in a specific place at a specific time."

"The power and knowledge of the ancient wizards are truly fascinating."

At this point, Myrdal couldn't help but sigh, his tone filled with reverence and longing for the ancient wizards.

"What should we do now?"

Raman glanced at the apprentices around him and asked with a frown.

"Take them with you, let's go in together."

Meyer opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth like shark teeth: "We'll need them in the ruins later."

"Lord Raman, Lord Meldor..."

Just then, a faint call came from beside them. Andrew and Cisti stood together, their faces filled with anticipation: "You promised us that once you found the ruins, you would lift the spell on us and let us leave."

"Oh, I think I did say that..."

Raman paused, a kind smile spreading across his face: "But I don't think I said when I'd let you go."

"You can leave after this exploration of the ruins is complete."

Upon hearing this, Andrew's face turned ashen, and his eyes flashed with anger, which he forcibly suppressed.

His expression of anger that dared not speak out made the other apprentices present feel a sense of awe, and they also felt anger rising in their hearts towards Raman.

Clearly, these two formal wizards never intended for them to leave from the beginning. Even after the exploration of the ruins was over, they would likely become slaves and would not be released by the other party.

"Alright, enough with the nonsense."

Myrdor remained indifferent, observing everything with a cold eye, and simply said, "It's getting late, let's go in immediately."

"There are eight of us in total, and each of us is responsible for four!"

Raman nodded, then closed his eyes and instantly connected his mind to the bronze gate he sensed, teleporting himself there by following its pull.

In an instant, everyone in front of them vanished and were teleported to another space in the distance.

After all this was over, and half an hour had passed, a figure dressed in a black robe emerged from the forest behind them in the distance. Looking at the spot, a cold smile appeared on his face.

After a while, with a flash of light, his figure also disappeared from the spot and was instantly teleported to another space.

(End of this chapter)