Chapter 14 The Past of the Ancestors and
the Bodies of Ancient Magic Hounds were neatly arranged in the courtyard in front of the castle gate.
For the Antolians, even if the returned Aaron brought enough food to the territory, the dead hounds were still a rare piece of meat.
No matter when, every grain of food should be cherished. This is particularly important to the Antolian people.
Perhaps because the plateau hound has a physique similar to that of a Warcraft, this ingredient, which the Antorians call monster meat, does not taste delicious, but it can bring great benefits to the eater.
The reason why the mercenaries still have strong bodies and thick waists in this land of food shortage is due to the meat of these monsters.
However,
looking at the corpses of those plateau hounds, Leon always felt a sense of déjà vu.
They seem to have a very special aura on their bodies, and this aura seems to be slightly similar to the shadow monsters they caught.
Being indecisive when faced with problems and using scientific instruments
is one of the many good habits that Leon has formed since arriving in the territory.
Instead of making random guesses, it's better to ask your own golden finger.
A shadow monster,
a plateau hound that had been chopped into small pieces.
Leon has become more and more proficient in the use of scientific instruments. He sat next to the scientific instruments and waited for a while, and the answer Leon wanted was quickly given on the papyrus.
Black fog!
Just as Leon had speculated before.
The diffuse black fog created Antolia's unique biological community, and the plateau hound was a mutated species born under the influence of the black fog.
According to papyrus accounts,
these strange hounds had no distinction between genders.
If you have to give a definition of their gender, then they can be male or female; they can be Walmart shopping bags or armed helicopters. The main thing is that they are gender fluid.
They will give birth to new life in the black mist and inherit the wisdom and memory of the race.
In short,
only the diffuse black fog can create conditions for plateau hound breeding.
The papyrus did not give a solution to the plateau hound, but it also made Leon think deeply.
Every year in the year of the jackdaw, there will be a steady stream of hounds plundering Antolia. However, due to the barrier of the mountains, the black mist in Antolia is extremely thin, which is not enough to create conditions for the asexual reproduction of plateau hounds.
And this may also mean that
in the southwest of Antolia, there must be a road leading to the place abandoned by the gods.
Otherwise,
there is no way to explain the hound attack every five years!
Abandoned land...
Leon's judgment on this made him a little dazed for a moment.
Whether it is his golden finger or the shadow monsters he captured, they all seem to be inextricably linked to the land on the other side of the mountains.
Leon didn't know if this connection was good or bad.
The ancestors did establish a civilization that was far more powerful than today, but they also disappeared when they were at their strongest.
But now he has no other choice.
Whether it is the moonlight velvet that brings countless money and food to Antolia, or the ancient magic that can enhance one's strength, they all come from the legacy of the ancestors.
"After this year's cold winter, it seems necessary to go see the other side of the mountain."
After pondering for a long time, Leon finally set a stage goal for himself.
The unknown is usually what Leon hates the most, but now he can only accept it.
Because in the collection of books in the Ancient Archives, he not only saw the future of Antolia, but also saw the hope of becoming an archmage himself.
Ancient magic!
With the arrival of winter, Leon gradually has some leisure time.
Except for taking time out every day to guide the training of the Antolia Fire Volunteer Team, he spent almost all of his time studying ancient magic.
The staff made of elk and goose has proved the ancestors' high attainment in magic.
And now that hounds are sieging the city and Antoria is facing the challenge of the cold winter, Leon naturally has to find ways to improve his strength.
Leon had not found many books related to magic in the archives before. There was only one reason, and that was the different names.
Priests and wizards
are what the ancestors called mages.
Therefore,
when Leon's eyes were no longer limited to mages,
he found that there were many records related to magic in the archives.
In today's era, although the status of mages is revered, and even the poorest civilians can talk endlessly about the power of mages, no one has ever been able to truly explain the origin of magic.
It is currently accepted that the archmage Merlin discovered the existence of magic hundreds of years ago and, with the help of elves, created a spell that could use this power, making him the greatest mage in history.
But in the archives, Leon found a different answer.
At least...
I found the answer that the ancestors believed - the magic text.
According to records in the archives,
ancestors thousands of years ago discovered countless broken stone slabs across the vast land. These indestructible stone slabs were engraved with various strange symbols.
There seems to be an awe-inspiring power in these strange symbols. No matter birds or beasts, they avoid these broken stone slabs and dare not approach them at any time.
The ancestors regarded these stone slabs as treasures.
They believe that this is a gift from the gods, allowing them to survive in a harsh environment.
As a result, the ancestors built towns around these stone slabs, forming countless settlements scattered across the continent.
Until a man appeared,
Saruman,
the greatest priest among the ancestors, the embodiment of wisdom and power.
Saruman saw a special power in the runes on the stone slab.
It was he who,
with the power of my thoughts similar to that of the Babylonian leader Hammurabi,
transformed the runes engraved on the stone slab. Translated into a lengthy but stunning incantation.
This
is the beginning of ancient magic!
Several ancient magic spells are recorded in the old books in the archives.
These spells are extremely long, and just a few spells take up almost half of the book.
But it was these spells that
almost caused Leon's brain to shut down on the spot and freeze him in place.
Because he recognized the first spell.
Although the spell in front of me is long and complicated, it has similarities with the fireball spell.
To put it in layman's terms,
if the spells in ancient magic are regarded as original versions, then the spells that mages are currently pursuing are just simplified, abbreviated, and phoneticized versions.
Although Merlin's contribution
reduced the length of the originally lengthy spell, it also reduced the power of this spell by several levels.
After all...
according to the description in the book, this spell is powerful enough to burn rivers and boil rivers, comparable to a forbidden curse!
But the reduced fireball technique, even if it is used by the most powerful mage at present, will probably only enlarge Leon's fireball of 20 to 30 centimeters in diameter into a fireball of 70 to 80 centimeters in diameter.
"Ancient magic..."
At this moment,
Leon's eyes gradually changed from shock to more determined.
He wants to learn ancient magic!
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