The prehistoric civilization Atlantis once left endless legends in this world. One day, it suddenly disappeared into this world, disappearing without a trace.

It seems like it has never existed.

Many people have spent their entire lives searching for this legendary country.

Until a hundred years ago, humans occasionally discovered this country and entered it, but never understood it, and never, in a hundred years, they only realized the dangers of this country.

Apart from that, no progress was made.

Until today, Shabastian Smith felt that he had finally touched a corner of this mysterious kingdom.

Under the translation of Zhuang Mingge.

"In the 4th century, on the clear sky day, we sent more people to the ground, hoping to find partners from other strongholds, unite and complete this weapon. Anyway, God, please bless us."

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help frowning when he read this.

He clearly uses the words and magic of the demon, but why do he pray to the gods?

And there is no legend of gods in this world, whether it is Greek myth, Egyptian myth, Eastern myth, Japanese myth... there is nothing.

However, he immediately hid this doubt and continued to translate the demonic text on the stone tablet.

"In the 3005th day of the 4th century, it was more than thirty days since we sent out our team to seek help from other stronghold partners. Our team has not had any news yet. Have they failed? Have they failed? Have they failed?

Is it?"

It can be seen that the person who wrote this diary seemed very uneasy.

"In the 3006th period, the storm of the storm, our research finally fell into an unopenable knot. The research has not made any progress for a year. The demons on the ground are still raging, and everyone's mood is cold to the limit. If this continues, if this continues, then the demons are still raging.

, we don’t need the demons on the ground to take action, we will kill ourselves.”

"In the 4th century, a cloudy day, something I was worried about finally happened. In the hopeless situation of research, a tribe member finally could not bear such loneliness and sadness and committed suicide. Once this kind of thing begins, it can no longer be stopped.

, Although I said a lot of words to encourage everyone, I clearly saw the sadness and despair in their eyes."

When Zhuang Mingge read this, his handwriting seemed a little messy. You can imagine how sad the Atlantis was at that time.

"In the Quaternary 3007, the end of this day, at the beginning of the new year, we lost a total of 109 partners. They did not die at the hands of the demons on the ground, but died of suicide.

Finally, I decided to put on our research results, kill the ground, hand over our research results to our partners in other strongholds, and use my fire to light up the future!"

The diary ends here, and then countless Atlantis engraved the same sentence with different notes on the stone tablet.

Light up the future with my fire.

Light up the future with my fire.

Light up the future with my fire.

...

The words full of murderous intent and determination have spanned countless years and have not dissipated so far. The terrible murderous aura lingers on the stone tablet, and the murderous aura written in blood is revealed.

Ordinary people may not feel anything, but this font is very different when it falls into Zhuang Mingge's eyes.

The reason is probably the resonance of magic.

In a trance, Zhuang Mingge seemed to have crossed the long river of time and saw one Atlantis after another murderous intent, and he treated death as if he was home and wrote such words with his own blood.

After listening to Zhuang Mingge's translation excitedly, the light in his pupils flowed, "I understand what happened. The legendary Atlantis actually created an accident in an experiment, even himself could not

Did the terrible existence you mastered, but was destroyed by this existence? How sad it was."

Although there are some differences, they are almost always there, and that's it.

Zhuang Mingge also felt a pity that he actually summoned a demon that he could not even control. What exactly did the Atlantis want to do?

What exactly happened in the past and the future?

Unfortunately, there are too few records, so there is no way to analyze the reasons, and what are their weapons?

It can actually fight against demons that even they can't fight against.

Who is the god they pray for?

Zhuang Mingge didn't know much about these, but...

"You have found five stone tablets like this in total, right?" he asked.

Sabastien nodded and said without hiding it: "This part is the safest place, and the other parts are more dangerous. We need complete preparation to get in."

"No rush. Since I have translated a stone tablet for you, you should also repay me, right?"

Zhuang Mingge's purpose in coming to Atlantis was not to solve the puzzle of why it disappeared, but to find his own sister Qingsi. Compared with Sister Qingsi, he should stand aside in other things.

"What do you want me to do?" asked Sabastien.

She had decided that no matter what request the other party made, she would agree, and she could give everything to find out the real puzzle of Atlantis.

"I want to find someone, but I don't know where she is now." Zhuang Mingge said, "Can you help me?"

Sabastian immediately frowned, and she held her arm and thought, "Who are you looking for?"

"One of my childhood sweethearts, the boxing witch Chu Qingsi."

"Witch, are you looking for a witch?" Shabastien was a little surprised.

"Yes, my childhood sweetheart offended some nobles at the Witch Academy, so he was besieged in Atlantis and his whereabouts were unknown. I want to help me find her. After all, you are very familiar with this place."

Shabastien couldn't help but let go of her frown and murmured, "If it's a witch, it's really much simpler." She raised her head and said to Zhuang Mingge, "Because the witches here are very famous, it's not very difficult to find them."

Where did she besieged?"

"I really don't know this." Zhuang Mingge smiled bitterly.

When he heard the Wind Witch of Tabaza at the Happy Carnival, he told himself that Chu Qingsi was trapped in Atlantis and his life and death were unknown, he rushed over immediately.

Looking back now, the other party did not tell him the information that Chu Qingsi was besieged in Atlantis, the time, place, and who the besieged were.

It should have been deliberately said nothing.

Maybe they were afraid that they would run to Atlantis for a moment of impulse, but they never expected that they would still come.

"Although I don't know the location and time, I have a way to find her."

Zhuang Mingge is a magician. He has learned a lot of magic, which is completely different from the witch who can only use a single power. He can do things that many people can't imagine.

For example, tracking.

After leaving this underground ruin, Zhuang Mingge asked Sabastien to take him to find a remote and safe place. At this time, Sabastien's role was revealed.

She took Zhuang Mingge to a valley on the left side of the underground ruins, saving Zhuang Mingge a lot of time. Moreover, when Zhuang Mingge used this magic, it was most taboo to have outsiders disturb him.

It is quiet and has no people, making it an ideal place.

If he was alone, it would take too much time to find this place.

Zhuang Mingge spent a complex magic array on the ground. Some magic only needed to chant spells, but some magic needed to draw magic arrays.

There are also some magic, time, place, and tributes, and there are no missing one. The more complex the magic is, the greater its power.

Someone once spent ten years preparing a magic, killing nine hundred and ninety people born on the same day, collecting their souls, and using the blood of ninety virgins to infect these souls...

After a complicated process, this taboo magic was performed on a full moon night one day.

The effect it caused was earth-shaking and destroyed a great country.

Iskandal, the legendary Alexander the Great.

The most outstanding military strategist in Europe, the man known as the King of Conquering, had an extremely brilliant life, fought against each other, and established a great country. I don’t know how many countries it destroyed in my life.

His existence expanded his territory countless times, and even the Indians fought and fled in a panic.

Such a king suddenly died when he was in his prime, leaving endless regrets. The Persian Empire he captured was immediately broken into pieces and no longer existed.

Everything is all done by magic.

It took the man ten years to curse the powerful Persian kingdom.

Caused the death of this country.

In ten years, as long as one link is wrong during this period, the entire magic will be destroyed and must be prepared again. The complex process is simply outrageous.

It is known as an unrepeatable miracle.

The magic that Zhuang Mingge is now cast is not complicated, and the process is also very simple. He is to draw a magic circle, stand in the center of the magic circle, hand out his own blood, and after activating the magic circle, shout out the other party's name, and meditate on the other party's appearance.

.

"Chu Qingsi!"

Then, the magic circle burst out with brilliant light instantly, illuminating the entire sky and attracting the attention of countless people.

The next second, a strange picture burst into Zhuang Mingge's mind.

He suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had penetrated the space, and saw a dark palace. In the palace, Chu Qingsi ran away in a mess, and blood dripped from her fingers.

Suddenly, Chu Qingsi seemed to have noticed something, looked up at the void, crossed the space, and looked at Zhuang Mingge.

"Xiaoge..." She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to call out this name.

bump!

The picture exploded instantly, and Zhuang Mingge's vision was cut off and returned to his body.

"Who is it?"

Zhuang Mingge roared angrily, his magic power surged and murderous aura splashed everywhere. Shabastian's face turned pale and he retreated repeatedly.
Chapter completed!