Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 84 Ancient Magic

"Deep Blue, identify what kind of stone slab it is."

Helag closed his eyes and sat on the ground to rest for a while, his head still felt buzzing and he was a little dizzy.

Deep Blue quickly provided the result: "The probability of it being an ancient magic tablet is 87.6%."

"Ancient magic tablets..." Herag understood what this was.

Long ago in ancient times, there were also shamans.

But since paper didn't exist back then, other mediums were used to record spells.

Some use human or animal bones to record spells, while others use animal hides.

The stone slab in front of us is a relatively advanced recording medium; generally, only very powerful spells are recorded on stone slabs.

"It should be a level one spell," Herag concluded after a moment's thought.

Only a level one spell could possibly make him dizzy after looking at it for a while; even the most advanced level zero spell couldn't have such an effect—they're not even in the same league.

"Deep Blue, scan and record every detail of the slab," Herag gave the order.

These stone tablets are extremely precious treasures, and the spells recorded on them are of very high value. The ancient magic recorded on these stone tablets is no ordinary magic.

Ancient societies were mostly in the form of tribes or clans. This ancient magic recorded on stone tablets is very likely the core heritage of this tribe and the guarantee that they were able to survive in that era.

Herag had read about this ancient magic in some history books of magic. Its characteristic was that it had extremely strong combat power and emphasized the improvement of actual combat strength.

After all, in that primitive era, the primary issue was survival. They had to fight against countless ferocious beasts and monsters in order for their tribe to survive.

Therefore, this kind of ancient magic is very precious, and countless wizards want to obtain it to enhance their combat power.

"Scanning completed." Deep Blue spent a few minutes recording every detail of the stone slab.

Herag glanced at the video footage recorded by Deep Blue and still felt it wasn't quite stable.

Studying such an important stone slab by just looking at pictures is not necessarily useful and may miss some important information.

He walked around the stone slab once, and suddenly a bold idea came to him.

"Why don't I just move the whole stone slab?"

The stone slab is two meters high and fifty centimeters wide, and it is buried in the soil below.

Herag squatted down with a shovel for digging herbs, and dug at the soil below, discovering that the stone slab was not buried very deep and could be dug out.

It would be difficult to carry or hold this stone slab out, but Herag has a spatial ring.

He glanced at the spatial ring; although it was already filled with many things, there was still no problem fitting the stone slab inside.

"The only question is, does this place truly have a master?"

Herag discovered a problem: what if this place truly belonged to some wizard?

This ancient magic stone tablet is so precious, why did he just leave it here without any defensive measures?

If a second-class wizard apprentice like him could get this far, it would certainly be easier for other, stronger wizards.

Herag pondered for a while but couldn't reach a conclusion, unable to determine whether the place actually had an owner.

He squatted down next to the stone slab and began digging at the bottom of the soil.

Herag dug very carefully, afraid of damaging the main body of the stone slab, which was a precious treasure.

After digging carefully for half an hour, most of the soil at the bottom was dug out.

Herag tried moving the stone slab and found that he could lift it up.

He then put the stone slab into his spatial ring, which went smoothly.

With the addition of a stone slab to the spatial ring, the interior space felt somewhat cramped.

Herag looked at the remaining crater and scratched the back of his head. "If this place really belongs to some wizard, I'm afraid my fate will be pretty bad if I get caught."

A wizard capable of creating such a large area must be far more powerful than Herag.

All he can do now is pray that the wizard will come back later, and he'll run away as soon as it's light and he can get out.

His trip here was quite fruitful; he not only obtained a bunch of potion ingredients, but also unexpectedly acquired this ancient magic tablet.

Herag calculated that, normally, it should be dawn in about half an hour.

If the blacksmith's information is correct, he will have a chance to leave in half an hour.

The problem is, Herag doesn't know if the spiders outside will leave, since they are living creatures after all.

The blacksmith's existence can only be considered as a soul; it's normal for him to hide away when it gets light.

But those spiders were living beings with flesh and blood, and Herag wasn't sure if the swarm would disperse after dawn.

He walked around the square, carefully observing every place.

The decorations and carvings in other places are ancient, but they are all ordinary stone carvings.

Herag searched every corner of the square but found nothing of value.

After confirming that everything was correct, Herag carefully carried the lantern and made his way to the cave entrance.

He kept a certain distance from the cave entrance and then stopped walking out.

Herag learned from Deep Blue that there were still many spiders surrounding them outside, and the sky was already beginning to lighten.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Looks like it's getting light. Luckily, the sunrise is normal here."

As the sky grew brighter, the spiders outside began to stir restlessly.

Some spiders on the periphery have already begun to move towards the nest, and the spiders blocking the entrance to the cave have also begun to shift their attention, no longer staring intently at the cave, but crawling around in place.

Ten minutes later, the spider swarm began to retreat en masse.

A large number of spiders began to turn and retreat towards the pine forest where their nest was located, creating a rustling sound.

The voice that had originally sent chills down Hellagur's spine now sounded quite pleasant, and Hellagur felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.

Helag hid at the cave entrance and waited until dawn.

Even after daybreak, he didn't rush out. Instead, he waited until the sunlight was fully shining before standing at the cave entrance to observe the outside world.

There were still many traces of spiders crawling in the mountains and forests outside, and many spider webs were still hanging on the branches.

Herag quietly passed through the forest and glanced at the distant fields.

To his surprise, there was no farmland there at all.

"It's this location, I'm not mistaken." Herag was certain that his memory was correct, and the fields for planting potion ingredients were indeed in this location.

But now it's a thicket, overgrown with all sorts of low-lying plants and weeds.

Herag cautiously moved closer, examining the base of the bushes, but found no signs of clearing.

"What's going on..." he wondered.

"Deep Blue, is this a field where potion ingredients like Dragon's Beard Grass are grown?" Herag asked Deep Blue, somewhat doubting his own eyes.

(End of this chapter)