"Brave adventurers, please sit down. Let me, a servant who has lived for a thousand years, tell you the history of this great treasure." As the old voice fell, six circular projections made of amethyst rose from the ground like chairs.

A thousand years ago, the sudden demise of the Mima Empire. It was an unsolved mystery amongst the various races on the continent, to be able to have the opportunity to learn about these unknown histories, Sikong Haoxuan's six people were all very interested, their figures could not help but sit on the amethyst chairs along with the voice.

A few people had just taken their seats when a few streaks of purple energy that flashed like electricity suddenly bound the six people. The moment the purple energies appeared, a powerful fighting aura rose up on the four beastmen and Nan Xing, but from the faces of the beastmen, it could be seen that their fighting auras were not able to resist the bundles of such energies.

"Foolish humans from a thousand years later, you have disturbed the peaceful sleep of the undead of Mima. As punishment, you will be imprisoned forever."

Sikong Haoxuan looked at the dryad that had made a pronouncement against himself and the others, and smiled gently, "A soul that has lost its life-bearer has the audacity to try to imprison a Soul Grand Sorcerer?!"

"Who are you? How do you know about souls? After a thousand years, have humans cracked the secrets of the soul?" The old voice did not have the same aura as it did during the judgment.

"Know what a witch is?" A crystal ball appeared out of nowhere in front of the dryad, and the pale voice fell silent. No soul could be unrestrained before the Great Witch of Souls, and this soul that had existed for a thousand years was ingested into the crystal ball of the Great Witch. From then on, he would live not for himself, but for the Great Witch.

Balon's grumpy voice rang out, "Hiding head and tail liar, let go of your lion master, or wait for me to come out and chop up your human whip to make wine." It seems that Balon has quite a deep memory of the past and is not weak at learning.

"Young Lord, this energy seems to be emitted by an amethyst. If it's really amethyst, then the energy contained in such a large piece of amethyst is enough to bind us for several thousand years." As a totem priest, Uman's spiritual sense had a keen perception of energy.

Nan Xing had already stopped struggling, withdrew his exploding Dou Qi, and returned to his cultivation state, his eyes had not opened for a second since the beginning. To him, it did not matter where, as long as he was able to cultivate.

Sikong Haoxuan laughed softly, "The one who unravels the bell still needs to tie it."

The Sikong Haoxuan in the bundle spat out a few obscure syllables. Floating in the air, the tadpole-like symbols on the crystal ball began to change, and eight symbols formed by dark green flames detached from the crystal ball and distributed in eight directions.

At the same time, dark green flames that were hard to see with the naked eye emerged around Sikong Haoxuan's body, and the obscure syllables seemed to have formed a continuous ritual text at this time.

The obscure rituals echoed in the vast space, and the countless bug carcasses in the crystal ball formed a green stream that flowed out of the crystal. Countless souls and spirit souls merged into the shells, and the shells of the bugs formed a brand new black-colored "life form" with no consciousness or soul.

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Sikong Haoxuan's voice did not stop but became more and more urgent, countless bugs were densely climbing on each other and slowly formed a human body, a powerful soul from the crystal ball was forced into the body.

Ancient Sorcery - Gift

This is in the ancient times, the evil witch, using the soul and shell to create the means of witch servant, witch servant is the shadow of the great witch, he is different from the witch slave, he does not have his own body, it is the great witch re-gave him the bearer of life.

The body composed of countless intertwined and wriggling worms slowly fell to the ground after Sikong Haoxuan's voice stopped, the eyes composed of worms emitted a bizarre light.

"Welcome back, the great alchemy master Barmer from a thousand years ago." Sikong Haoxuan rushed at the human body composed of bugs.

Not only the four orcs, even Nan Xing, who was incomparably indifferent to everything in the world, was stunned by the scene in front of him and forced himself to hold back the churning of his stomach. Countless worms, as they looked at this human body that was still considered a human body seemed to feel countless worms crawling inside, bones, blood vessels, internal organs, as if they were everywhere. Nan Xing, who had never stopped cultivating, was also turning blue at this moment, a feeling of vomiting filling his nerves.

Sikong Haoxuan noticed the situation of the five and laughed softly, "Alright, Bammer change your image, look at you scaring people."

Countless worms began to wriggle drastically, spitting out drops of sticky liquid, this liquid slowly condensed, surprisingly forming elastic human skin, the worms were still wriggling under the skin for a few moments before they were able to calm down. An old man with a long beard, appeared in front of the crowd, he threw himself at Sikong Haoxuan's five bodies and said, "Witch servant, Bamer see master." During the ancient tribal period, throwing oneself in five bodies on the ground was the etiquette of a Sorcerer's Servant when facing a Great Sorcerer.

Balon rubbed his eyes fiercely with his large hands, not realizing in the slightest when the purple energy binding him had disappeared. He couldn't believe that a big living person just turned out, and, and it was made up of worms, such a scenario completely overturned his understanding.

For a few beastmen Sikong Haoxuan was lazy to take care of them, as for Nan Xing had already returned to his cultivation state, it seems that the Dao of Killing is indeed capable of wiping out all kinds of human emotions, although Nan Xing had only stepped into half of it.

Sikong Haoxuan took out a robe from his ring and threw it to the naked Balon, ''Tell us what exactly is this place? Does it harbor the treasures of the Mima Dynasty?"

Barmer, who had a complete soul and a complete memory, was no different from a thousand years ago except for his body made up of worms and the deep branding of a sorcerer's servant in his soul.

"Master, this place is accurately described as the cemetery of the Mima Dynasty, and at this moment, we are standing within a tombstone." Although there was a deep sadness in Bammer's tone, he still respectfully answered Sikong Haoxuan's words.

"Just a graveyard?" Sikong Haoxuan asked with the last glimmer of hope, "Does this graveyard contain your emperors buried, there should be a large number of accompanying burials, right?"

Ba Mo raised his head and replied respectfully, "This is not the tomb of an emperor, but the tomb of the entire Mima Dynasty. For the entire Mima Dynasty, the burials here are not something that can be compared to that emperor's tomb, and the items accompanying the burials were personally procured by Old Supplement."

Sikong Haoxuan heard that there are a large number of burials hanging heart relaxed, turned to this entire 弥ma dynasty's tomb is greatly interested in, have not heard of the entire dynasty will have a unified tomb.

Getting up and flinging the dried corpse on the throne to one side, leaning comfortably on the throne, Sikong Haoxuan said to Bamer, "Tell me, what is the matter with the burial of an entire dynasty."

Bamer's face, which was completely unreadable as being made up of bugs, accurately conveyed his mood at this time, as he recalled with a somewhat dark expression, "A thousand years ago, this was the imperial capital of the Mima Dynasty, and at that time, it was one of the pinnacle periods of the dynasty's alchemy development, and within the imperial capital, the top nine alchemy masters of the world were gathered... ..."

The four orcs and Nan Xing were gradually attracted by Bamer's low voice, listening carefully, to this mysterious history that had been buried for a thousand years.