Chapter 383 Shadow Signet

? The crystal window shattered, and Francis II smashed the window and landed on a soft carpet.

carpet?

The old king instantly realized that something was wrong, and he turned over at the fastest speed—at this moment, he almost forgot that he was an aging old man, and in fact, he did make moves that were impossible at his age ——After standing firm, he quickly glanced at the surrounding environment. What he saw was the familiar lounge, the familiar golden and red carpet and couch, and a fully regenerated monster was using the predator's Standing not far away, the warped and deformed human body of the monster was still hung with the uniform of the attendant, and the window that should have been smashed was intact at the moment.

Hallucinogens? Spiritual suggestion? when?

Francis II had an alarm bell in his heart, but there was no sense of despair. He knew that since he could still realize that the situation was not right, it meant that his thinking was still his own. As long as he could still think, the situation would not be out of control!

The old king quickly sketched out a few runes in front of him, and blessed himself with protection spells one by one, while turning the weird ring with a black rotating cloud symbol on his left hand, and at the same time, that completed The regenerated flesh-and-blood monster had already let out a roar, and then rushed up suddenly.

It pounced on Francis II, knocking the old king to the ground, and then frantically biting the prey under it with its terrifying, twisted and festering giant mouth, and large clouds of shadowy smoke came from the prey. It diffused out, covering the figure of the monster.

A shadowy fog suddenly appeared in another corner of the room, and the figure of Francis II condensed in the shadowy fog. The old king raised his left hand, and the strange ring on his hand floated with a hazy shimmer. There was a strange voice that seemed to be mixed with several voices: "The residents who were born in the realm of shadows and crawl in the shadows, the descendants of the contractors need your help!"

Rebellion fortress, in the shadow experiment field, Amber and Solderin came to an open space in the center of the cave and curiously studied this area.

The terrain of this clearing is higher than the surrounding area, so it is not flooded by water. In the open space that has been kept dry, it is obvious that a large number of equipment have been placed here, because there are still many grooves left after demolition and those that have not been demolished. The magic conduits were scattered around the outer edge of the clearing, but these weren't the things Amber and Soldrin were most curious about.

What made them most curious was a circular pit with a diameter of about ten meters in the center of the open space.

The circular pit is like a reduced step down, sinking to a depth of about a meter below the platform, and on each "step" inside it,

You can see a lot of complex magic lines and fading magic crystals, but at the bottom of the pit, you can only see a fragmented ancient metal device - this core component obviously failed to withstand a thousand Erosion over the years, in the poor preservation of the cave, it has completely changed beyond recognition.

"It looks like some kind of facility for opening a space door," Solderling said, based on his knowledge of ancient Gondor technology, "but this kind of space door lying on the ground, or even embedded in the ground, I really really like it. First time seeing..."

"I've never seen it before," Amber looked down, "but I think there should be gold in the pile of metal underneath..."

Solderin glanced at Amber silently, then turned to look around: "Speaking of which, what about Miss Till?"

"She said just now that this place is comfortable and went to sleep," Amber waved, "I'm probably soaking in some pool now. Don't worry, I'll float up by myself anyway."

Then she frowned slightly and looked down at the broken metal device below: "Ranger, stay here, I'm going to the Shadow Realm to see."

Soldering immediately became serious: "What did you find?"

"I'm not sure yet, I'll have to wait until I get back."

Amber put down such a sentence, and the whole person's figure had turned into a hazy black smoke in the air, and it was scattered with the wind.

Soldering was a little stunned to watch Amber enter the Shadow Realm so neatly, and he didn't react for a while: "...Didn't you say that this half-elf is usually very cowardly?"

Amber, who had already entered the Shadow Realm, couldn't hear what Solderin was saying. She just let her perception fall quickly in the state of crossing the two realms. After a very short moment, she had stood on the ground. On the land of the Shadow Realm.

A black hair that turned into long hair danced in the air without wind, and the lower body was shrouded in a hazy cloud of shadows. Amber, who transformed into a shadow fairy, opened his eyes and observed the scene in front of him curiously.

The cave became black and white, and the invisible light made everything in the cave clearly visible, and in front of her eyes, where it should have been a circular pit, there was a black cloud that was constantly spinning.

As she sensed at the "world" level, a door really opened here - but this door is located in the shadow world.

Amber curiously observed the swirling black cloud, but involuntarily pressed one hand on his chest: "Strange... Why is that inexplicable familiarity gone again... I felt that it was here just now... "

She was just halfway through speaking to herself, when suddenly an old trembling voice came from the cloud: "...The residents who crawl in the shadows...the descendants need your help..."

Amber's eyes widened, the familiar feeling that made her ignore her safety and even resist her own "cowardly" came out from the clouds again, but before she stepped forward, many other breaths that suddenly appeared in the shadow world made her feel He abruptly stopped his movements.

She quickly took a few steps back, and as she retreated, hazy figures emerged from all directions. Those figures were tall and slender, wearing short robes or robes painted with strange symbols, vaguely human beings. Their appearance and outline, but their bodies seem to be condensed from smoke, the smoke tumbling under their clothes filled with symbols, never fixed, only weird can be described.

These are the natives of the Shadowlands—the ubiquitous, unobservable natives who can appear anywhere in the Shadowlands, but almost never a shadow master has ever seen them, not even Amber himself, and The number of dealings with these shadow dwellers is also quite limited.

These shadow dwellers emerged from some of their hidden phase spaces and rushed to the door, to the swirling black smoke, many of them passed by Amber, and occasionally someone Stopping and taking a quick look at the latter, it seems that Amber's appearance as both a shadow creature and a solid creature makes them curious, but none of the shadow dwellers really stop to talk to Amber.

"Cough!" In the end Amber couldn't help it, and he stepped forward and pulled a person to ask, "Where are you going?!"

It is quite dangerous to deal with the shadow dwellers. These powerful and strange creatures possess knowledge and power that humans cannot understand. They can easily tear the uninvited guests who enter the shadow world - even the high-ranking and even legendary powerhouses among the mortals - to shreds, But Amber knew that these shadow dwellers would not attack him.

But this "friendship" is only limited to not attacking themselves. According to past communication experience, the shadow residents seem to be unable to understand the living residents. Their response methods are also strange and broken, and it is very difficult to communicate.

As she expected, the Shadow Residents only responded with a few messy and broken words: "...respond...bring it back...in time..."

The shadow dweller who was being pulled suddenly vanished, and easily got out of Amber's hand.

Amber stared blankly at the shadow residents pouring into the depths of the black mist. Almost subconsciously, she slowly reached out and took out a treasured thing from her arms.

It was a ring with a strange style. The gray-white metal ring lacking decoration made it look unremarkable, and on the ring surface, a black rotating pattern could be seen, as if it was exactly the same as the black smoke vortex in front of him.

"Dad...Mom...Are you opposite..."

The shadow residents who appeared around the "gate" had already entered the depths of the black fog, but the black fog still showed no signs of stopping. Amber stopped and hesitated for a long time in front of the black fog, and finally covered himself with a cloud of shadow fog. Then take a step forward.

Francis II trembled and put down his left hand wearing the ring, forcibly driving the Shadow Signet when his blood was not in line, causing his nerves to throb, but the price was worth it.

In the center of the room, the monster fell to the position of his shadow incarnation, and the space was torn apart by a huge crack, and a dozen strange and terrifying shadow creatures poured out from the crack. These shadow creatures are obviously extremely powerful around the crack. , they didn't even use any spells, and they easily shredded that powerful and terrifying flesh-and-blood monster that was almost impossible to kill.

Francis II decisively reversed the summoning spell, sending the terrifying creatures from the dark world back to where they came from, before the shadowy creatures could pounce on him.

The space rift in the room has not disappeared, but Francis II was slightly relieved. He came to the place where the monster died, hoping to find some clues from the broken flesh and blood, so as to determine who wanted his life. .

But just before he was about to lean over to check, a violent crash suddenly came from the door.

The old king turned around immediately, tensing his nerves and staring at the direction of the door.

The sound of a crash came from outside the door, and there was also a sharp sound when some kind of magic prohibition was broken. Francis II felt that the enchantment that enveloped the room suddenly disappeared, and then the door suddenly opened, wearing clothes. The star-robed, sweaty Duke Duke rushed in.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, are you alright?!" The great magician rushed in and shouted, and then he saw the monster under Francis II's feet and the dark fissure still in the air at first glance, "... Goddess of magic! I was trapped in a magic trap for ten minutes! I thought everything was irreversible!"

"Master Duke," Francis II watched vigilantly at the legendary mage who had been loyal to the royal family for decades, and calmly stroked the ring on his left hand again, "Are you trapped by a trap?"

"Yes," the old magician had a look of shame on his face, "I was careless, and I was trapped in some kind of mirror space the moment I went out. If Prince Edmund didn't notice the abnormality and broke the seal from the outside, he wouldn't know me. How long do I have to linger in those mirror images..."

"Edmond?"

"Here I am." Prince Edmund's voice came from outside the door. The next second, the fully armed young prince appeared in front of Francis II. The old king noticed that the young man had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and his hands There are also wounds, which are probably caused when the seal is forcibly impacted.

"Father, fortunately, you are safe and sound... I almost ordered someone to blow up this wall."

Francis II finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I have a shadow seal."

"You ought to wear it," smiled the young prince, and walked towards the king with Duke the magician. "If you don't wear it, how does Mr. Clement test his new pet?"

Francis II was taken aback: "Mr. Clement?"

"Legendary Mage Duke" took a step forward, and a corrosive ray silently jumped out of his fingertips and penetrated Francis II's chest.

"It's my real name, Your Majesty the King."