Wizard Immortal

Chapter 186 The Lost Gift

"This place is not only the tomb of the Elf King, but also a forbidden area for the elves... Since it is a forbidden area, it is understandable that some tomb guardians are set up to prevent outsiders from entering the tomb."

Standing there, gazing at the golden gate in the distance, Adir thought to himself, "If they are the guardians responsible for looking after the tomb, they naturally have no right to enter the Elf King's tomb and disturb their master's peaceful rest."

Adir had some doubts when he entered the ruins from the outside.

This ruin appears to be of a very high level, but along the way, we didn't encounter much danger, and the harvest was very meager, which doesn't match the outward appearance of this massive ruin.

Looking back now, the area he had walked through was probably not the main part of the ruins, but only the outer perimeter. It was likely designated as a residential area for the tomb keepers in ancient times, so naturally, not many precious things were left behind.

The true legacy and burial artifacts should be deep within this ruin, near the Elf King's body.

However, once you enter the depths of the tomb, the dangers will inevitably rise to a higher level, and the situation where you encounter almost no obstacles as before will be almost impossible.

Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard footsteps in the distance.

Adir looked into the distance and, through his powerful vision, saw several figures rapidly approaching, seemingly also heading towards the gate before him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Adir retreated directly behind him, using the complex terrain to conceal his figure.

"Finally found it." A sound came from afar.

Dressed in a red robe, Myrdal stared intently at the golden gate in the distance, his body trembling slightly, appearing extremely excited.

"Is this the true entrance to this ruin?"

Beside him, Raman also walked over, looking at the gate in the distance with a look of amazement.

Behind them, Andrew and several other apprentices walked quickly, their faces pale, as if they had just gone through something.

Unlike Adir's peaceful journey, their group was unlucky, having chosen a dangerous and complicated path. They encountered various things along the way, proving challenging even to the two formal wizards.

If it weren't for the fact that this site is so old that many of the things set up in the past are no longer effective, and that this is only the outer perimeter of the site, they probably would have lost some of their manpower this time.

"This is an ancient stone golem..."

After observing for a while, the two formal wizards focused their gaze on the stone giant statues.

"Such a huge stone golem..."

Looking at the several stone giants, Raman's face showed surprise, and his eyes instantly became extremely solemn.

"Don't be scared by these stone giants."

Myrdor's expression was equally grave, but much calmer: "No matter how terrifying and complex the puppets are, they all need energy to operate. Given the history of this ruin, these stone giants may not even be able to move anymore."

"Send someone up to test the waters..."

They exchanged a glance and reached this consensus in an instant.

"Go in, push open that door!"

Raman turned around and looked at one of the apprentices beside him.

He was a young apprentice dressed in a black robe, with an ordinary appearance and a very quiet demeanor. At this moment, one of his arms was severed, and blood was still flowing from the severed arm.

This was broken off due to a dangerous encounter on the road. Although it was not dead, it lost most of its mobility and was therefore directly chosen by Raman.

Upon hearing Raman's words, the one-armed black-robed apprentice turned pale. His already pale face looked as white as a sheet of paper. He then coldly turned back and glanced at Raman.

Without saying anything superfluous or begging for mercy, the apprentice remained calm, understanding that he had no other choice in the current situation.

He walked silently forward, his calm face fixed on the golden gate ahead, and proceeded step by step.

Under the tense gazes of the crowd behind him, he slowly walked towards the golden gate in front of him and soon approached the stone statues.

During this process, those stone giants stood motionless in place, just like real stone statues, seemingly without making any movement at all.

Boom!

A soft sound rang out from the spot.

Under the tense gazes of Raman and Meldor, the one-armed black-robed apprentice walked straight to the golden gate without causing any disturbance.

"The puppet didn't move?"

Seeing this, the two formal wizards were stunned: "Could it be that too much time has passed, and these puppets have exhausted their power?"

While they held this reason in mind, they found it hard to believe.

As formal wizards, they were well aware of how powerful the ancient wizards were. Judging from what this ruin revealed, the force that built it must have been extremely powerful, far surpassing all the forces in the current wizarding world.

Would the guardian puppets created by such a powerful wizarding force really exhaust their power so easily?

However, the facts are undeniable, and no matter how much we doubt them, we can only accept them.

"It's still not safe; let the other apprentices try!"

After thinking for a moment, Myrd looked at Raman beside him and spoke to him again.

Hearing his suggestion, Raman nodded in understanding and turned to the other apprentices, saying, "You guys go over there too."

Stared at by his cold gaze, the apprentices felt a chill in their hearts, but forced by the situation, they had no choice but to obediently move forward.

They walked one after another toward the gate in front, and during this process, they did not provoke any attacks from the stone statues.

"It seems there really is no problem."

Looking at the stone statue in front of him, Myrdor was filled with surprise and doubt.

Watching this scene from the sidelines, Adir seemed to be deep in thought, and some guesses began to form in his mind.

The reason of depleted energy is too far-fetched. Adir is more inclined to believe that it was the work of the elves who came to this ruin in the past.

This is the tomb of the ancient Elf King. Although it is a forbidden area, it is still a place belonging to the Elf race.

As members of the elven royal family, those who came to this ruin must have made some preparations for this forbidden area.

The lifeless puppets before us are very likely the work of the surviving elven girl from the previous footage. She probably used some method to shut down these stone golems, causing them to lose their ability to move.

Ahead, as several apprentices walked one after another to the golden gate, several tall stone golems remained standing still, just like real stone statues, standing there quietly.

Seeing this, the two formal wizards finally stopped hesitating and stepped forward.

Of course, they were also secretly preparing, and the fluctuations of their magical power slowly spread out, seemingly brewing and ready to erupt at any moment.

However, to their relief, the stone statues remained motionless as they walked safely to the golden gate, standing silently in place.

This made them breathe a sigh of relief, but they couldn't help but turn their attention to the golden gate in front of them.

The golden gate in front of us is huge, about seven or eight meters high, like the gate of a giant, and at first glance it looks like a small building.

They exchanged a glance, and the two formal wizards each walked to one side of the door and pushed it forward with force.

Golden light shimmered, and warm, fiery energy leaked from the cracks in the door, shining upon the wizards.

Bathed in this light, the wizards were momentarily stunned, a warm vitality emanating from their bodies, and the injuries they had suffered were rapidly healing.

The same thing happened to the black-robed apprentice who had lost an arm. Bathed in this golden light, the pain in his arm slowly subsided, and the flesh on it was rapidly healing. Although no new arm grew, the injury was stopped.

"A miraculous power."

Feeling this warm vitality, everyone couldn't help but look up and focus their gaze on the sun that was blooming wildly above the ruins.

This is the source of this power. It had not worked outside the ruins before, but once inside, the power suddenly dissipated, and its effect surprised both of the formal wizards.

"What kind of power is this? It is so strong that even after countless years, such an astonishing residue remains."

Raman, dressed in a black robe, looked at the huge golden sun in the sky, a fervent glint in his eyes.

After a while, they walked forward.

As soon as you step inside the ruins, the surrounding scenery changes abruptly.

Before me was a magnificent golden corridor, with trees of various colors and shapes standing on both sides.

The tree on the left is silver, covered with silver leaves that shimmer with a faint silver light. The tree on the right, however, is completely black, not only in color but also in shape, appearing much taller and more dangerous.

Two different kinds of trees stand in two rows on both sides, dividing a long road into three lanes, each radiating a different kind of brilliance.

"This is···"

Looking at the passageway before them, the two formal wizards' expressions immediately turned serious.

"It seems to be some kind of ritual; I once saw a similar account in a book."

After a long silence, Raman spoke with some uncertainty.

"This is a lost ritual of ancient wizards, a ceremony representing death. Even in ancient times, only wizards of high status were qualified to use it."

Myrdor's expression turned grave: "This also means... that the place we've come to is not an ordinary ruin, but the burial place of an ancient wizard."

"tomb?"

Raman's expression turned grim: "This is not good news."

Among the many relics of ancient wizards, tombs are definitely among the most dangerous.

No one wants their body to be desecrated after death, especially powerful ancient wizards. If they had the chance to design their own tombs in life, they would definitely set up all sorts of terrifying methods in their tombs to entertain future tomb raiders.

Moreover, judging from the appearance of this ruin, the ancient wizard buried here must have been extremely powerful in life, far exceeding their imagination.

The tomb of such a terrifying entity would undoubtedly contain astonishing burial goods, but the level of danger would also be significantly elevated. Even with the power of two formal wizards, they would likely face considerable peril here.

(End of this chapter)