Wizard Earl

Chapter 423 The Power of Poison Bullets

It wasn't just the room we just saw that was decorated in the Odin style. As we walked through the dungeon following Margaret, Connor discovered that the entire place was decorated in the Odin Empire style. Moreover, judging from the degree of corrosion of these decorations, the dungeon didn't seem to be as old as Connor had imagined. At most, it was only about eighty to one hundred years old!

A hundred years ago, someone actually built such a large underground palace near Rune? And in the style of the Odin Empire? Who could have built this palace? What secrets related to forbidden blood magic are hidden within it?

A series of questions arose in Connor's mind, making him intensely interested in the underground palace that Margaret had brought him to.

After walking for about five minutes with questions in mind, Connor saw the control center of the entire underground palace magic array that he had studied on the blueprints given by Margaret—the tombstone!

At this point, only the base and a small part of the tombstone remained standing; the rest was broken and scattered on the ground. There were obvious traces of alchemical bombs on the tombstone, but one could still vaguely see the original grandeur of the tombstone.

Connor's eyes scanned the tombstones carefully, and he noticed a detail: the tombstones, scattered and broken on the ground, had marks of being sanded off. It seemed that the inscriptions on the tombstones had been deliberately scraped off before they were destroyed. Moreover, judging from the marks, the inscriptions on the very new tombstones had been scraped off only about a month ago. Thinking of this, Connor casually glanced at Margaret in front of him!

If his judgment is correct, the inscription on the tombstone was very likely scraped off by Margaret. The reason Margaret scraped off the inscription was simply that the inscription recorded some kind of secret, which Margaret did not want to tell anyone else.

While Connor was examining the tombstone, Margaret was not idle either. She began chanting incantations again, and the very ancient-looking ring on her hand emitted a dark red light.

Before long, Connor's expression changed slightly. His mental energy sensed a subtle but very obvious energy fluctuation that was generating and spreading around the tombstone!

Under the influence of this energy fluctuation, the floor tiles around the tombstone immediately sank down, turning into a series of downward steps.

"This is the path to the second level of the underground palace. The Aizedin serpent horde is not far below. Connor, do you have any good ideas?" Margaret asked Connor in a deep voice.

Without directly answering Margaret's question, Connor took out a crudely made bronze mask from his spatial ring and tossed it to Margaret.

Catching the mask Connor tossed to her from mid-air, Margaret's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. She immediately asked Connor, "What is this?"

"As you can see, this is a mask. See the slot on the left side of the mask? Put a magic stone in the slot, and the mask will last for three hours. Its function is to filter the air you're about to breathe!" Pointing to the slot on the mask that could hold a magic stone, Connor explained to Margaret:

"What are you going to do next?" From Connor's explanation, Margaret understood the function of the mask in her hand. Margaret became very interested in what method Connor would use to deal with the Azedin snakes below the steps.

"Just watch!" While answering Margaret's question, Connor took out two fist-sized, dark blue stone spheres from his spatial ring. He attached his mental energy to the spheres, and under Connor's control, the two spheres slowly entered the second level of the underground palace below the steps.

As the stone sphere entered, the world of the underground palace below the steps appeared under Connor's mental power. It could be clearly seen that the second floor of the underground palace, like the first floor, had a strong Odin Empire style. However, compared to the first floor, the rooms on the second floor were filled with snakes with pale scales all over their bodies and very small or even non-existent eyes. These were the Azedin snakes described in the ancient texts!

Connor scanned his surroundings with his mental energy and found that Margaret's description was pretty much accurate. There were about a hundred to a hundred and fifty adult Azedin snakes on the second level of the dungeon, and about five hundred juvenile Azedin snakes. The entire swarm of Azedin snakes was about fifty more than he had expected. The information Margaret gave him about the Azedin snake swarm was largely consistent with the facts.

However… sensing the blood-red barrier in the core area of ​​the second level of the underground palace with his spiritual power, Connor shook his head with a wry smile. He had been tricked by Margaret again! How could there be any restriction here? Anyone who wasn't blind could see it! Oh well, Margaret said that he only needed to help her cross the outer area of ​​the second level of the underground palace occupied by the Azedin Serpent, and she would handle the rest herself.

Connor triggered the restrictions he had set up inside the stone sphere with his mental energy, then randomly chose a place where many Azedin snakes gathered and threw it down. Connor immediately withdrew his mental energy from the second level of the dungeon!

"In three minutes, we will enter the second level. It will be filled with toxic fumes with a pungent odor. Be sure to wear a mask and do not inhale the fumes. The fumes will last for five hours! Although the fumes will help us disrupt the sense of smell of the Azedin snakes, some will inevitably escape. Be prepared for battle!" After saying this, Connor put on his mask, took out the Castilian Staff from his spatial ring, and quietly looked at Margaret.

"You're very well prepared!" After praising Connor, Margaret put on the gas mask that Connor had given her, and after three minutes, she took the lead in going down the steps and entering the second level of the underground palace.

However, when Connor and Margaret appeared on the second level one after the other, the scene there shocked Margaret. The second level of the dungeon was filled with a bluish-black mist that smelled sweet and pungent. The mist was so thick that one could not see their own hand in front of their face. Accompanying the mist were the painful roars of hundreds of Azerid snakes. This bizarre and terrifying scene made the place resemble the evil hell described in mythology.

Margaret turned her head and looked deeply into Connor's eyes. Through the gas mask, Connor could see the complex, somewhat fearful look in Margaret's eyes.

(End of this chapter)