Chapter 665 - I'm a Demigod

Densely packed translucent ghosts surrounded them.

Not to mention Stephanie, even Roland felt a little uneasy.

Because only a small number of these ghosts were fully in human form, while the rest were in the state when they had died.

Some had loose tongues, broken arms and legs, wobbling intestines, and so on.

All sorts of grotesque shapes and forms.

Roland took a glance and twisted his head to say, “Stephanie, I’d want to ask a question. Didn’t any of you use Dust of Appearance to check it out during your previous worships?” She shook her head repeatedly, clutching Roland’s arm even harder.

Roland carefully examined for a while longer and said, “These ghosts, it seems, are all members of the royal family.”

Hmm?

Although Stephanie was afraid, she had not been the First Princess for so many years for nothing, presiding over many great events and having a large number of imperial guards under her command.

She’d experienced great events and seen storms and blood… If tens of thousands of living people stood in front of her, her face wouldn’t even twitch.

But these were a bunch of terrifying ghosts.

She was scared, but not so scared that she didn’t dare to speak or move.

Hearing Roland’s words, she swept her eyes over and then found that the ghosts were all wearing royal clothing. There were even elderly ghosts wearing crowns.

Something suddenly occurred to Stephanie as her eyes began to search through these ghosts, and soon, her eyes were fixed on a middle-aged woman.

Gradually, the fear faded from her face, and there were even traces of tears in her eyes.

“Mother!”

Stephanie’s eyes were on a certain middle-aged woman among the ghosts. She let go of Roland’s hand and subconsciously took a few steps forward.

But the middle-aged female ghost smiled and shook her head. Stephanie stopped in her tracks. She just stared at the middle-aged woman for some time.

The ghosts just watched and they didn’t take another step forward.

Stephanie also just watched and didn’t want to go forward.

Soon, the ghosts all disappeared.

The time limit for the Dust of Appearance had passed.

Stephanie wiped her eyes and returned to Roland’s side.

There was much less fear on her face now.

Roland quirked his head and asked, “Do you need me to use the Dust of Appearance again?”

“No.” Stephanie shook her head. “I’m content to know that my mother is here.”

“Shall we continue?”

Stephanie walked ahead of her own accord and said lightly, “I’ll lead the way.”

Compared to before she entered the royal tomb, the current Stephanie gave off a more steady feeling.

It seemed to be as if she had a sense of security.

But this seemed normal. These so-called ghosts were almost all members of the royal family, probably royals from hundreds, even thousands of years ago. However, Roland thought it strange that the Nether God didn’t collect these souls with so many of them crammed into one place.

Stephanie’s footsteps grew faster and faster.

After crossing several high bridges and climbing several stone steps, Roland felt like he was going to get lost when the two finally climbed up to a platform.

The platform was large, and only by standing here did Roland realize that it seemed to be the center of the entire royal tomb.

The densely packed stone bridges around it, forming a network, had just covered it up. From the direction they came, this place couldn’t be seen at all.

In the center of the platform, there was a functioning magic array.

Although the magic glow was there, it was a cold light and didn’t travel far. More importantly, the center where this magic array was located was a bit lower and more concave than the surrounding area.

“Payne’s legendary necklace, it’s right in the center of the magic array.” Stephanie stood between the magic array and said, “It’s where we usually worship, but the vast majority of us are not sure what this magic array does. I guess Father knows, but he hasn’t told me about it.”

Roland walked over to the magic array and examined it carefully.

The magic array was a very common circular shape, and the magic pattern would slowly brighten and lighten again as if it were breathing

And in the center of the magic array, there was indeed a necklace made purely of white crystal. There were clouds of magic power faintly surging in each crystal fragment as big as a thumb.

He looked at it for a while and finally found the entry point of the magic array.

At this point, Stephanie came over and stood next to him. She asked, “Can you tell anything?”

“A rough idea, but it will take time to confirm.” Roland looked around. “Do you still see the glowing female spirit now?”.

Stephanie shook her head repeatedly. “I guess she’s probably also part of the royal family.”

“That’s hard to say.”

Stephanie became vigilant and looked at Roland questioningly.

Roland crouched down and gently touched the magic array with the tip of his finger. A tiny bolt of lightning wrapped around Roland’s finger before quickly disappearing again. He stood up again and said, “There is a vague unholy aura here, exactly like the infested area in your soul, and also very similar to the one in Peter, yet not the same individual.”

“What does that mean?”

Stephanie didn’t know much about magic, so she always followed the rule of asking questions if she didn’t understand.

“I don’t know exactly what the woman you saw looked like, but I do know that she more than likely came from the same place as the devil Peter provoked.

Stephanie looked annoyed. “In other words, these devils are coming for the capital?”

“Most likely!”

Roland walked around the magic array and then said, “Now I know, in general, what this magic array is for.” “Oh?”

“It’s used to protect the soul while isolating it from outside detection.” Roland clicked his tongue. “So that’s why this royal tomb is filled with ghosts.”

Stephanie thought about it and said, “But what is the purpose of this, another kind of immortality?”

“I guess so.” Roland thought for a short while and asked, “What was the name of the king who cast the bronze gate and threw iron blocks into the water?”

“Payne?”

“Hmph, as expected.” Roland laughed. “Actually, the royal family’s trump card is not that exaggerated bronze door, nor those massive iron blocks that were thrown into the water, but the ghosts of the royal family members in this royal tomb.”

“Ghosts?”

Roland nodded. “I just looked at them, and each of these ghosts has decent strength, which means that this is a terrifying army of ghost professionals, and once the royal family is in danger, I guess that’s the time to release them.”

Stephanie froze for a moment, then suddenly clapped her hands lightly. “Not bad for an ancestor, thinking about the long term.” “But this still doesn’t solve the problem of the infested area in your spiritual world.” Roland looked at the necklace placed in the magic array. “This thing is the eye of the array, and for a long time, it has been providing the magic array energy. Also, ordinary people can’t take it out-the magic array comes with a protection function-I guess the Third Prince just couldn’t enter the magic array, which is why he returned empty-handed. But I’m curious, if this magic necklace is not a thousand years old, it’s at least a hundred years old, right? Even the energy of the magic brick would be used up by supplying such a large magic array. How is it still supplying energy now?”

Stephanie showed an apologetic expression.

The magic theories that even Roland didn’t know about, she couldn’t possibly recognize. “I’ll check it out.”

Roland’s curiosity as a Mage was piqued. He spread out his mental threads and reached out toward the eye of the magic array. Soon, a dozen mental threads were tied to the magic necklace in the middle. Upon contact, one could feel a constant flow of magic from the magic necklace—not a large outflow, not much at all, but something was wrong for it to have been flowing like that for hundreds, even thousands of years.

Roland’s mental strands reached into the magic necklace and soon found something peculiar.

This magic necklace came with a small spiritual world.

And the magic flowed from this small spiritual world.

Roland’s mental threads didn’t hesitate to drill a hole in the exterior of the small world and poke inside.

Then the image in his mind flashed, and he found himself standing on a desolate red land.

In front of Roland, an old man was sitting, wearing a crown.

And farther away, there was a huge, walking, winged devil.

He was two times larger than all the walking winged devils Roland had seen in the Realm of Devils.

Even on all fours, the upper half of its human body was at least six meters tall.

The walking winged devil had a rather painful expression, and it kept bleeding green blood, which was still gurgling and bubbling onto the ground before it gushed into the strata and disappeared.

Is the magic outflow… because of this?

Roland set his sights on the old man.

The old man wearing the crown was lost in thought, looking into the distance. Then he seemed to feel Roland’s gaze but didn’t turn his head and simply spoke, “Lur… na… you still want to fight… me…?”

He spoke in a hesitant voice as if he hadn’t spoken in so long that he didn’t even know how to say the words anymore.

Roland answered, “I am not Lurna. Old man, who are you?”

When the old man heard Roland’s words, his entire body shook, and then he slowly twisted his head. His eyes, which had almost been completely deadened and lost, came back to

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