After Fengyue left, the riverside cottage fell silent.
Alan stood in front of the window, looking at the Blood Galaxy in the distance.
The cabin is close to the Blood Styx, where the concentration of magic in the environment is higher, and it is easier to establish telepathic connection with the ancestral spirits in the galaxy and hear their resentment and calls.
The closer the distance, the easier it is to enter a deep meditation state, and the efficiency of practice will naturally be higher.
In a nutshell, "The one who is closest to the water sees the moon first."
Higher training efficiency means more magic stones are consumed.
Allen was in Origin City, and each meditation consumed two wind magic stones.
The meditation efficiency in the riverside cottage is ten times that of the Origin City, and the magic stones consumed are also ten times.
Most people cannot afford such luxurious practice!
Fortunately, Alan is not an ordinary person.
I exchanged one thousand Wind Demon Stones from the castle steward, which was enough for me to spend for a month of seclusion in the riverside cottage.
Following Feng Yue's instructions, Alan placed twenty Wind Demon Stones in front of him.
The extremely high concentration of magic power in the hut makes it convenient to absorb magic stones.
Alan doesn't need to touch the magic stone. He can just put it next to him and absorb the essence of the magic stone through the air.
After getting ready, Alan knelt on the ground and began to meditate.
There is no need to resort to external objects such as concentration incense.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I automatically entered deep meditation.
Such a smooth experience reminded Alan of an exaggerated metaphor:
"As soon as my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep."
Meditation is different from sleep, Alan is still conscious.
He could even clearly feel a trace of his consciousness passing through the window and floating above the Blood Galaxy.
In the endless river, all the ancestral spirits related to his bloodline sensed something at the first moment and started to stir collectively.
They floated to the surface of the river and extended an invitation to him to merge.
They hope that Alan can share the joys and sorrows in their memories and help them fulfill their unfulfilled wishes in life.
When Alan meditated in the past, he would choose his own ancestral spirits.
The ancestral spirits passively waited for fusion and seemed very indifferent.
This was the first time he had experienced such a grand scene of warm welcome, as if the beauties in the harem were looking forward to the emperor's visit.
After some consideration, Alan chose his old friend, the ogre wizard ancestor who served as a guide for the devil.
After integrating the blood of the Behemoth, he had the confidence to confront Lady Chongmei Baiyala head-on.
There might even be a chance to rise up and escape from being manipulated by the witch!
In addition, Allen also wanted to verify a bold conjecture.
If he could do what he wanted, he wouldn't have to be a lackey for the devil.
From a devil's lackey, he transformed himself into a hero who endured humiliation and undercover in the enemy camp for ten years, and finally crushed the devil's conspiracy to invade the human world with his courage and wisdom!
The cottage by the river is so quiet that you can’t feel the passage of time.
Alan lived alone in the small cottage, undisturbed by anyone, and concentrated on his practice.
After four weeks of seclusion, Allen reached the most critical turning point in the fate of the meditation world.
…
After ten years, the ancestral spirit that Allen merged with finally returned to the place where he was born and grew up.
The orc fortress that was once occupied by the coalition of humans and elves once again raised a glorious flag with the Behemoth totem!
Ten years ago, the ancestor spirit of the ogre wizard that Allen merged with was betrayed by his allies in the swamp tribe, and the castle was captured by the coalition forces of humans and elves.
He fled alone and hid in the Underdark, where he was threatened successively by the drow warlock Orlando, the drow priestess Elina, and two necromancers.
In order to survive, Allen had no choice but to contact Anzus, the demon general of the Burning Legion, through the Abyss Mirror.
From then on, he became a guide for the devil's forces to infiltrate the human world.
With the help of the devil's power, Alan gained a foothold in the underdark, accumulated strength, and counterattacked the surface world.
After a series of bloody battles, Allen finally regained the lost land and restored his rule over the orc territory.
Over the past ten years, goblins, orcs, wargs, ogres, trolls, dragons and Cyclops, who had been oppressed by humans and elves, responded to Alan's call and gathered under his banner.
Allen's power expanded rapidly like a snowball.
To date, Allen has not only recovered all the lost territories, but also plundered large tracts of land, thousands of slaves, and rich resource mines from humans and elves.
The other beast tribes in the surrounding area, suffering from the oppression of humans and elves, saw Alan's strong rise and rushed to join him.
Less than a year after returning to the surface world, Alan became the leader of all the major orc tribes and the most glorious chief.
However, behind the success, there is a hidden crisis.
The beast warriors are Allen's compatriots and soldiers.
The devil mercenaries are the external aid that Allen relies on to make a comeback.
When he was down on his luck, he had no other way out except to rely on the devil.
No matter how disgusted you are with the devil's atrocities, you can only endure them.
Now Alan has a strong army and more than eight thousand beastman warriors under his command!
In contrast, the size of the Demon Mercenary Group did not expand year-on-year with Allen's expansion.
There are less than two thousand demon mercenaries in total, and most of them are cannon fodder such as suicide demons.
In every battle, Allen would always place the Demon Mercenaries at the forefront of the charge and sacrifice them without hesitation.
This situation has caused dissatisfaction among the demon mercenaries.
The friction between Allen's orc clan and the demon mercenaries is also increasing day by day.
Group fights and even small-scale gunfights are commonplace.
In name, Allen ordered his subordinates not to fight among themselves, but in reality he turned a blind eye to the conflict between the two sides.
As a result of the conflict, the orcs, who are more numerous and powerful, always gain the upper hand.
The demon mercenary suffered a loss and went to sue Allen, but could only get some verbal comfort, so he simply went to Baiara to complain.
As the spokesperson for the Devil Mercenaries, the rift between Bayara and Allen is also deepening.
She was unhappy with the way Allen was using the demon mercenaries.
It can be seen that Alan was deliberately consuming the demons to prevent the vanguard of the "Burning Legion" from becoming too powerful and becoming the host.
What made her even more dissatisfied was that Alan's way of using the Abyss Mirror was too petty.
In previous wars, many casualties were suffered on both sides.
The souls of the dead are the wealth that the devil covets.
Allen had clearly collected a large number of souls of those who died in battle, but he was only willing to exchange a small portion of them for demon mercenaries.
The demons obtained in return were mostly low-level soldiers below level four.
So far, there is only one high-level demon, Baiara.
Bayara repeatedly persuaded Allen to exchange for more high-level demons to enhance the combat capability of the mercenary group.
Allen always makes excuses, saying things like "more soldiers is better" and "enough is enough".
However, when it comes to recruiting and training orc troops, the more the better.
Alan's different attitudes towards his direct subordinates and mercenaries reflected his selfishness and ambition, which Baiara could see clearly.
This rebellious kid is becoming more and more arrogant!
Baiyala kept silent because he was still useful.
However, an incident that happened recently completely angered Madam Chongmei.
It made her realize that this boy Alan was no longer an obedient lackey, but was about to transform into a poisonous snake that would devour its master!
The root of the conflict lies in whether to accept the peace agreement initiated by the human and elf alliance.
The orc territory that Allen recaptured was just one of the many colonies divided between the Human Empire and the Elf Court.
From a strategic point of view, it's not that important.
The Holy Griffin Empire is now facing internal and external troubles.
At home, the two princes, Rolando and Archibald, started a civil war for the right to inherit the throne, and the fighting was fierce.
Outside, the Undead Lords took advantage of the civil strife in the empire to wantonly invade human territory and turn the living into undead.
In order to fight for the treasure under the mountain, the Elf King's court had a complete fallout with the "barbaric and stubborn" dwarves.
The Dark Elves saw their chance, fought their way out of the Underdark, and gave their distant cousins ​​on the surface a good kick in the ass.
The main forces of humans and elves were all entangled in these more powerful hostile forces, and they had no energy to deal with the ogre wizard prince who was trying to restore the rule in the bitter cold border of the north.
In order to avoid being attacked from both sides, the Griffin Empire and the Elf King's Court sent envoys to Allen's castle, hoping to use the current occupied area as the actual border and seek peace.
Allen made a comeback, conquering cities and territories along the way, swallowing up too much territory and too many people in a short period of time.
The morale of the troops on the front line was high, but the internal politics and management in the rear were a mess.
Signs of too rapid expansion and indigestion are already appearing.
It's time to stop conquering and rest.
Allen agreed to a truce, but not too easily.
He deliberately put on a greedy face and demanded a huge sum of war reparations from the Griffin Empire and the Elf Royal Court!
Twenty thousand gold coins, plus two magical items.
In the eyes of the beastmen who were so poor that they only had their underwear left, it was considered a huge fortune.
But in the eyes of the rulers of the Griffin Empire and the Elf Royal Court, what does this mean?
Sprinkle some water!
The orc chief's useless appearance made the envoys of the two countries burst out laughing.
Afterwards, the literati in the diplomatic corps composed many funny jokes to mock Alan, the country bumpkin.
Alan didn't care about these sarcastic jokes.
In fact, the 20,000 gold coins were just a cover.
What he really cared about were those two magical devices.
The "Crown of Farsight" of the Griffin Empire.
The "Unicorn Holy Grail" of the Elf King's Court.
These two magical devices are at best mid-range collections in the treasuries of the two royal families.
But it has irreplaceable value for what Allen is going to do next!
The "Crown of Farsightedness" is a platinum crown with a gem of true knowledge inlaid on the forehead. It has the function of strengthening detection magic.
The "Unicorn Holy Grail" is carved from the horn of a unicorn.
The white horn cup is covered with delicate threads.
Once a day, fill the cup with water, wait a few moments, and the water will automatically transform into healing potion.
If healing potion or antidote is injected into the cup, the healing and detoxification effects will automatically be upgraded to a higher level.
The first day Allen got the Unicorn Grail, he experimented with his own blood.
His blood can dissolve toxins no higher than level 8.
After being blessed by the Unicorn Holy Grail, according to the system's calculations, there is a high probability that the 9th level toxin can be removed!
For example, when he was merging with the ancestor spirit of the Behemoth, he was injured by the poisonous dragon and was infected with the 9th-level Leviathan toxin.
Alan's anti-toxic physique could not withstand it, he lost his five senses and became a mobile source of infection.
Almost everyone who gets close to him will be infected.
The poisoned people do not have Alan's anti-poison physique. Not only do they lose their five senses, but eventually even their intuition, they lose their ability to think, and become living dead.
The Behemoth clan, to which Alan's ancestor belonged, crossed the strait and took refuge in a secret place.
Unfortunately, during their escape, most of the Behemoths were infected with the toxin.
A strong physique can only suppress the toxin temporarily. After entering the secret realm, once the body and mind relax, the poison will begin to take effect one after another.
The high-level elemental behemoths, including the elders, once joined forces to repel the poison dragon. Like Allen, they were infected with the 9th-level Leviathan toxin during the battle.
After the poison takes effect, various senses are lost one after another until consciousness is lost.
Alan's blood cannot cure the poison in the elder.
However, the blood blessed by the Unicorn Holy Grail can cure any disease!
It’s a pity that this Holy Grail did not exist thousands of years ago.
The elder relied on his powerful magic power to barely suppress the poison.
He managed to reach the secret realm, but his condition and worsened.
As a last resort, they gathered all the survivors of the tribe, a total of 108 behemoths, into the valley and cast a spell to petrify them collectively.
Rather than waiting to die from the poison, it is better to turn into stone and prevent the disease from worsening. At least there is a chance of recovery in the future.
Although it's only a very slim possibility.
Allen witnessed this and was deeply moved.
During the Great Flood, the Behemoth ancestor spirit he merged with was unable to save his fellow countrymen who were collectively petrified.
Thousands of years later, the flood has long receded. Can the ancestor spirit of the ogre wizard that he merged with find the secret realm of the giant beasts and awaken the sleeping Behemoth clan?
The two ancestral spirits live in the same world.
The times are thousands of years apart.
As an ogre wizard, Alan's search for the secret place where the Behemoths are dormant is much more difficult than excavating ancient artifacts.
The biggest problem is that the secret realm of giant beasts does not exist in the main plane where the warlock world is located, but in a relatively independent half-plane!
There is an invisible and insurmountable dimensional barrier between the two.
Ordinary reconnaissance spells, including the 4th-level "Scrying", cannot cross this plane barrier and lock onto targets in the secret realm.
Alan settled for the next best thing and tried to find the entrance to the secret realm.
However, after thousands of years of changes, the entrance to the secret realm is no longer what it originally looked like.
Alan's search according to the memories of his ancestors from thousands of years ago was of course in vain.
Now with the "Crown of Hyperopia", this problem is easily solved!
Alan put on the "Crown of Farsightedness", stroked the crystal ball with both hands, and silently recalled the appearance of Elder Behemoth after he was petrified.
The "detection technique" was activated and the crystal ball began to glow.
Soon, the scene that Alan was expecting appeared in the crystal ball.
A huge stone statue covered with moss sits on the top of the cliff, as if in deep thought.
Alan took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement.
Zoom out and observe from a wider perspective.
good!
This is the secret realm of giant beasts!
The silent valley, the steep stone walls, and the giant stone statues of beasts sitting with their backs against the walls and their knees hugged, all matched what he remembered!
After thousands of years of wind and rain, the Behemoths are still sleeping.
The "Crown of Farsightedness" is indeed able to enhance the "detection skill" as the legend says, allowing reconnaissance across dimensional barriers!
The secret realm of space, as a demiplane, cannot exist completely independently from the main plane.
If the main plane is regarded as a glass ball, the half plane is a small bubble bulging on the surface of the glass ball.
There is always a part of them that fits closely together.
The fitting point is the entrance from the main plane into the secret realm.
With the help of the "Crown of Farsightedness", Allen locked the location of the secret realm.
Projecting it onto the main plane, the coordinates obtained are the exact location of the entrance to the secret realm.
Alan switched the detection perspective and locked onto the entrance to the secret realm.
The scene that appeared in the crystal ball seemed familiar.
"This wetland seems to be the territory of the Swamp Alliance..."
Alan stared at the crystal ball, searching for the memories of his ancestors.
At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.
Alan's face changed slightly.
He took off the "Crown of Farsightedness" and quickly stuffed it into the storage bag along with the crystal ball and the "Unicorn Holy Grail".
Bang!
The door was violently pushed open and Baiyala rushed in.
"Alan! You deliberately sent me away and refused to share your senses with me. What the hell are you doing?"
Mrs. Chongmei asked angrily .
"Nothing, just entertaining some distinguished guests."
Alan said nonchalantly.
"Haha! What distinguished guests? Actually, they are envoys sent by the Griffin Empire and the Elf Royal Court, right?" Bayara sneered.
Alan nodded in acknowledgment and poured her a glass of red wine.
"While you were away, I signed a peace agreement with the envoys of the two countries."
"The war is over, ma'am, let's drink to peace."
"You're dreaming!"
Baiyala poured the red wine directly on him, and her beautiful face became particularly hideous because of anger.
"You short-sighted fool, you've fallen into the delaying tactics of the humans and elves!"
"The peace agreement is nothing but a piece of waste paper!"
"When the two tribes recover, they will tear up the agreement and restart the war. By then, you will regret your compromise!"
"If you are not stupid enough, you should tear up the contract and kill all the humans and elves!"
"Madam, please calm down." Allen wiped the wine stains on his face and smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, my troops are not enough to realize your ambition."
"The Orcs don't have enough troops. Why don't you use the Abyss Magic Mirror to summon the Burning Legion?" Bayara asked harshly.
"Because I don't want to be too prominent and arouse public outrage among all ethnic groups."
Alan sighed.
"Ma'am, you have to know that the 'Burning Legion' doesn't have a good reputation in this world!"
"The unrestrained expansion of the Abyss's military will inevitably arouse the vigilance of the high-ranking officials of the human, elves, giants, and dragon tribes. They are calling on all tribes to put aside their personal grudges and unite to deal with us!"
"Just like when we joined forces to encircle and suppress the expeditionary force led by you and Lord Anzus, forcing you to flee back to the abyss."
"Ma'am, I don't want to repeat your mistakes!"
Allen's words were both a statement of fact and a revelation of someone's shortcomings.
Baiyala looked unhappy and was speechless for a moment.
Alan smiled and poured himself a drink.
"Ma'am, the main reason I signed a contract with humans and elves is that I don't want to get bogged down in a multi-front war."
"What do you mean? We just said we wanted to celebrate peace, so why do we have to fight again? Who is our opponent?" Bayara asked in surprise.
"Haha...if a war is not declared, it is not considered a war."
Alan smiled mysteriously.
"Ma'am, to be honest with you, after the truce here, I plan to lead an elite force to sneak into the southern wetlands and launch a surprise attack on the swamp tribe's military fortress Titania!"
"Ten years ago, this group of country bumpkins living in the mud betrayed the alliance they made with our beast tribe and sold me out!"
Alan gritted his teeth, hatred overflowing from his eyes.
"Now, it's time to teach these treacherous bastards a lesson!"
"A surprise attack on Titania?" Baiala shook her head repeatedly, "I advise you to give up this crazy idea!"
"Tetalia, known as the invincible fortress of the swamp tribe."
"With your current military strength, it's impossible to capture it!"
"Your willfulness will only bury the troops in a stinking swamp."
"unless……"
Baiala suddenly smiled coquettishly, walked forward and gently stroked Alan's chest.
"Unless you are willing to summon more mercenaries from the abyss, such as Berserkers, which are very suitable for fighting in wetland environments."
Berserker, the fifth-level soldier of the Burning Legion.
It looks like a giant humanoid toad and is amphibious, making it very suitable for fighting in swamps.
Alan pretended to hesitate, looking uncertain.
Byara took advantage of the physical contact to cast a charm spell on him, trying to make him obey her will.
Alan wanted to initiate a requiem meditation to resist her charm.
Unexpectedly, the "wild will" derived from the Behemoth bloodline triggered a conditioned reflex at the first moment, automatically resisting Bayara's charm!
To put it simply, the will of the wild is to use physical attributes to strengthen mental resistance.
So there will be such a strange phenomenon:
Contrary to the stereotype of being a simple-minded being with strong limbs, the stronger the Behemoth is, the stronger its mental resistance is!
When Alan is under mind control such as charm and hypnosis, his wild will is the first priority.
Only when the resistance of the savage will fail will it be time for meditation to comfort the soul.
In fact, the upper limit of "Wild Will"'s resistance to mental control is higher than that of Requiem Meditation!
Allen's level 6 requiem meditation can only resist mental control not higher than level 6.
There is no hard upper limit to the savage will. The higher the level of mental control, the lower the success rate of resistance.
The Wild Will, which has a high upper limit but is unstable, complements the Requiem Meditation, which is stable but has a locked upper limit!
After pretending to have an ideological struggle for a while, Alan came clean.
"Ma'am, please don't interfere in military affairs. Just do as I say!"
Baiyala's seduction failed, and she became angry and humiliated, her face gloomy.
"According to your idea, we will push the Abyss Army into the swamp as paving stones, right?"
"Alan, I've had enough of your selfishness and shortsightedness!"
"From today on, I will take over the Abyss Mercenary Group!"
"Don't think of giving orders blindly and using my trusted followers as cannon fodder!"
"If you insist, ma'am, it's up to you!"
Alan didn't give Baiara a good look either.
The two parted unhappily.
…
One month later.
The troops led by Allen approached Titania Fortress.
Despite the secret march, the swamp tribe had taken precautions.
Alan knew clearly that there was a spy among him who leaked the marching route to the swamp tribe in advance.
He knew who betrayed him.
On the surface, still pretending nothing happened.
After positioning his troops in a valley near the swamp, Allen went out alone.
It is claimed to be scouting the enemy, but in fact it is looking for the entrance to a secret realm.
Thousands of years ago, the cave leading in and out of the giant beast's secret realm was originally located halfway up the mountain, a thousand meters above the ground.
After experiencing tremendous changes, it is now buried in the quagmire deep in the swamp.
How could it be found without the help of the "Crown of Farsightedness"? !
Allen, wearing a camouflage cape, rode alone in a flat-bottomed boat through the reed-covered, maze-like swamp.
At dusk, a shadow suddenly floated in the sky.
A chilling evil aura came with the wind.
Alan plunged the oar into the mire, lifted the hood of his cloak, and looked up at the sky.
Under the dim sky, seven giant dragons were flying in a flock.
Judging from their size, there is an adult green dragon with six young green dragons.
It was obvious that this group of evil dragons were coming for him.
After discovering the target, he couldn't wait to cast a spell in mid-air.
Lightning, fireballs and ice rings, a barrage of attacks.
Alan remained calm despite being attacked by a group of dragons.
The anti-magic barrier protects him from these low-level magic damage.
The small boat under my feet was not so lucky.
It was blown to pieces in an instant!
Before the ship sank, Alan activated the Phantom Step.
It transformed into a ball of silver mist and teleported to the nearby high ground.
As soon as I landed, the solid ground covered with mangrove roots under my feet suddenly became soft and muddy.
Alan's legs were stuck in the mud.
Before he could jump out, the surrounding tree roots came alive, stretched out and tied him up tightly.
Then, a golden magical halo appeared in the mud beneath his feet.
As he watched, the soft mud turned into solid rock.
In less than three seconds, Alan's legs were fixed in the rock.
This series of trap magic was launched very quickly and suddenly!
Alan did not sense the fluctuations of magic power coming from outside.
All these spells are released with himself as the starting point.
It looked as if he had cast a spell on himself and was trapped in his own web.
"Well done, Byara!"
Alan muttered to himself, a hint of coldness in his eyes.
The spoiled lady finally couldn't help herself and her true colors were revealed.
The "Witch's Embrace" she inflicted on Allen was a double-edged sword.
For Allen, the advantage is that his attributes are improved, but the disadvantage is that he becomes the witch's spell anchor.
When the two were in love, Bayara often used spell anchors to bless Alan with protective magic, or directly cast spells to kill the enemies around him.
Objectively speaking, it helped him a lot.
Now the conflict between the two is irreconcilable, and it has finally come to the point of a falling out.
Alan was ruthless in pulling out the gun, and Baiara didn't care about their past friendship at all.
Entrapment, turning stones into mud, turning mud into stone... a series of vicious magic traps were cast on Alan, trapping him tightly.
Alan was not in a hurry to escape. He first cast a "Break the Barrier" on himself to dispel the "Witch's Embrace".
If he could untie this invisible bond, he and Baiara...would be completely cut off.
At this time, groups of evil dragons in the sky had gathered around.
The adult green dragon in the lead roared arrogantly at Alan.
"Ogre Wizard! The one before you right now is Titania's third-ranked general, the great and glorious Titus Nightmare! I command you to hand over the Abyss Mirror immediately!"
"You also know about the Abyss Mirror?" Allen nodded in realization. "Foolish green dragon, it seems that you have been bewitched by Baiara and become her thug."
"Wizard! Stop challenging my patience!" the green dragon roared, "A coward like you is not worthy of owning a magic mirror!"
Alan sneered, not bothering to pay attention to this arrogant reptile, and directly activated the three-phase phantom!
Alan, in his gaseous form, easily escaped from the trap, then turned back into flesh and blood, standing on the hard stone ground.
"Damn it! You cunning wizard, die!"
Titus was furious and spewed out poisonous dragon breath.
The other six green dragons surrounding Alan were also breathing out.
Alan was too familiar with the green dragon's attack pattern, and calmly released the "Wind Wall Technique" he had prepared in advance.
"Súré!"
The whistling air currents surrounded Alan, forming a transparent barrier.
The poisonous gas spewed out by the green dragon was blocked by the wind wall and blown back, obscuring their vision.
Surrounded by the wind wall, a giant blue beast stood up!
After integrating the blood of the Behemoth, Alan's vision was enhanced and could penetrate the turbid smoke.
Including the green dragon's poison gas!
Alan raised his hand, and a fiery red vortex appeared on his palm.
A nearby green dragon was grabbed by the fire dragon claw and pulled over.
puff!
Alan exerted force with his five fingers, using the armor-piercing electric claws and the flaming dragon claws!
The green dragon's head was like a fragile egg and was crushed by the huge claws.
The next second, accompanied by a thunderous roar, the giant beast Allen turned into a blue lightning and shot straight into the sky!
The arrogant Titus was pierced through the chest by the "lightning shock".
Like a bird with broken wings, it fell down with a scream.
He fell on his back, collapsing in the swamp.
The dragon scales on his chest were shattered by lightning and bleeding profusely.
Alan transformed back into a giant beast, flipped in the air, and like a blue meteor, smashed towards the place where the dragon fell.
Boom!
The green dragon Titus had just managed to stand up when he was trampled back into the mud by a giant beast that descended from the sky.
All the bones in his body were crackling and shattering!
Blood mixed with mud splashed all over the sky!
The giant beast Allen stepped on the corpse of the evil dragon and roared loudly!
Bloody battle cry!
A terrifying sound surged in the swamp.
The green dragons, who were used to using their dragon power to intimidate their enemies, looked like a group of helpless chickens in front of this hundred-foot-tall behemoth.
In an instant, they were all frightened and fled in panic.
Alan sneered, suddenly jumped up, turned into a roc, and flew high.
Soon, they flew to a wetland covered with reeds a hundred miles away.
“It’s right here.”
Allen muttered to himself and landed.
Three-phase phantom, switching to liquid state.
The transparent body merged into the swamp and slowly sank down.
Deep in the quagmire, we found the location we had explored before and indeed discovered the entrance to the secret realm.
Alan uses the "Wind Wall Technique" underwater.
The whistling air currents pushed aside the mud and water, revealing ancient runes engraved on the rocks.
These runes are reinforced with magic and are still as clear as new after thousands of years.
Alan cut his palm and let the blood drip onto the rune.
Pray silently to the ancestors.
The blood of the great beast responded to his prayers and activated the magic circle.
After a moment of trance, Alan completed the transmission.
After a thousand years, he returned to the secret realm of giant beasts as an ogre wizard.
There was dead silence in the secret realm.
Skeletons of birds and animals can be seen everywhere, and the grass and trees are withered and lifeless.
The air is filled with Leviathan toxins that have lingered for thousands of years.
Alan took out the Unicorn Grail and held it in his hand.
Walk quickly forward and enter the valley where the giant beasts are collectively petrified.
Huge stone statues with their backs against the stone wall appeared in his sight, with withered vines hanging on their bodies.
At the end of the valley, a giant black stone statue sat quietly on the edge of the cliff.
As soon as Alan approached, he activated the constant magic mouth mark on the stone statue.
"Welcome home, kid..."
The elder's message came from the stone statue.
After thousands of years, it is still as familiar as ever.