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Regardless, Lin Li had fulfilled his greatest goal in coming to the Blackstone Mountains. That shrub of Dragon’s Tongue meant that the Tower of Dusk would have an addition of at least 10 Archmages. With such a strong combat force, the ability of the Tower of Dusk would rise to the middle upper range in the Breezy Plains. Lin Li certainly had the confidence to groom the Tower of Dusk into a force as mighty as the Glittergold Trade Union and the Dark Blade.
Lin Li recited a spell as soon as the roots of the mutated Dragon’s Tongue left the soil. The white fog that rose from his palms engulfed the entire Dragon’s Tongue at once. It released a chilly force that completely suppressed the hotness of the herb…
After Lin Li was done with the recitation, the mutated Dragon’s Tongue in his hands had also transformed into an ice sculpture. Within the translucent crystal-like ice, the 10 crimson leaves emitted an ominous ray of light…
Only after all that was done did Lin Li have a chance to look around the nest of the Crimson Python carefully. He was certain that the nest belonged to the male and female Crimson Python. The underground flow of lava located at around 200 meters away emanated vicious fire magical element that lingered in the air. This was the most conducive environment for any Crimson Python to live in. Lin Li put the herb into his Ring of Endless Storm and looked in the direction of the deepest part of the nest…
That was the end of the underground lava. The dancing sparks and vicious fire magical element were so hot that it caused dizziness. There were two gigantic stone pillars amidst the flickering flames. To Lin Li, those two pillars were the greatest mystery. How could one end of the pillars be bubbling with lava, and the other end shrouded in infinite darkness?
The two stone pillars were like a magical gate that directed the underground lava into a world of unknown.
“Damn, doesn’t the small path Tutankhamun mentioned look narrower than expected…?” said Lin Li as he rubbed his nose in a daze.
In fact, his stay at the Blackstone Mountains allowed Lin Li to understand a great part of Tutankhamun’s identity. When he was giving the Heart of the Fallen to the Humerus Wyrm, the force he felt was similar to that of Tutankhamun. That caused Lin Li to realize that it was a majestic force unique to a Wyrm…
Without a doubt, the almighty middle-aged man with the vast knowledge of Anril’s history was the legendary Black Dragon that had been in captivity in the Blackstone Mountains…
However, what Lin Li did not expect was that the legendary peak of the Blackstone Mountains was an alternate dimension. On top of that, he did not expect the space to feel so familiar…
The two stone pillars before him were covered with numerous patterns. It looked delicate and intrinsic from afar, and the spells contained within were of great levels. Its complicatedness could only be described as terrifying. There were at least seven languages used in the spell, which the dragon language and high elven language dominated. At the less obvious parts lay the legendary Titan language—or the language that people called “divine”. The mageweaths on the pillars were beyond imagination. There were hundreds of mageweaths glowing brilliantly behind the flames!
Yet, the scene was extremely familiar to Lin Li.
He had encountered many of those complicated patterns when he still had the Stars of Fury.
When he just came out from the Well of the Sun with the most powerful weapon, with the mission of hunting down the most powerful living being in the Endless World, he took countless attempts to accomplish the task. Every time before he entered the nest of Azardas, the Dragon of Destruction, he would see similar patterns outside.
Coincidentally, Anril, too, had a legend about the Dragon of Destruction…
It was said that in the prehistoric times, there was a fatal battle between Dragons and Titans which nearly destroyed the whole Anril. It was also said that Titans were the descendant of the gods. They had the earth as their shields, the lightning as their spears, and the ability to manipulate crazy winds and vicious flames to tear the sky and crack the earth.
On the other hand, there were five Dragons that acted as the guardians of Anril. The Dragon of Time controlled the laws of time and space; the Dragon of Dream controlled the rules of nature and balance; the Dragon of Life had power over kindness and brightness; the Dragon of Destruction had influence over evil and darkness; lastly, the Dragon of Chaos controlled the laws of origin and end.
The Dragon of Life was also known as the Holy Wyrm. While it was unfortunate that the Dragon of Life fell during the battle in the prehistoric times, it did not result in the disappearance of the rules of kindness and brightness. Instead, they transformed into a ray of light that shone over the entire Anril. This ray of light was the Holy Light that the Brilliance Shrine believed in…
There was another dragon that fell together with the Dragon of Life. That was the Dragon of Destruction. The only difference between the dragons was that the Dragon of Destruction controlled the laws of evil and darkness, which were inherited by his sons. One ruled over evil, while the other over darkness. The influence of the force was definitely not what common level-20 dragons could battle against. Even if each of the two sons of the Dragon of Destruction inherited half of their father’s powers, they were definitely an almighty existence in Anril. No one below the Sanctuary-realm could be on par with them.
Lin Li could ascertain Tutankhamun’s identity when he saw the numerous patterns on the pillars. The only thing left for Lin Li to ponder was which of the two sons was Tutankhamun.
“That’s weird…”
While Lin Li murmured to himself, Sendros had also realized the unusual characteristics of the two pillars. He waved his Skeleton Staff and summoned a Vengeful Spirit from the corpses in the distance. Under Sendros’ control, this Vengeful Spirit let out a shrill scream and charged into that infinite darkness.
What followed was another ear-piercing cry.
Before Sendros could react, that Vengeful Spirit, together with Sendros’ mental strength that he’d placed on the spirit, was engulfed by the infinite darkness instantly. Although that bit of mental strength was not crucial to the Legendary powerhouse, the outrageous engulfing placed a frown on Sendros’ face.
“It’s no use. No magic can pass through the Door of Truth. That is because it is a totally different world at the other side of the door. The rules there are crazily different from Anril’s. You can only distort the laws when you reach the Sanctuary-realm.”
While Lin Li spoke, he cast a Levitation Spell. He swerved towards the Door of Truth slowly under the force of the magical elements.
“Wha… What are you going there for?” Sendros gasped.
“I can’t help it. One of my old friend’s sons lives there and wanted to meet me. I will come back in a bit!” After telling Sendros that, Lin Li picked up his speed and disappeared into the infinite darkness instantaneously…
“Son of an old friend…?” Sendros repeated after Lin Li, but could not fathom who that old friend might be.
It was not his fault. The old friend Lin Li was referring to was actually Azardas, the Dragon of Destruction that died under the Stars of Fury…
Lin Li had spent nearly a year in Anril. He journeyed from the Sunset Mountains to the Blackstone Mountains, and had long discovered the unruly parallel between Endless World and Anril. Although it did not seem that the two worlds had much similarity on the surface, with a little more effort, it was not difficult to realize that it was as if both of the worlds were like straight lines that shared the same starting point, just going in absolutely different directions.
At this time, Lin Li was very confident that Azardas was the name of the Dragon of Destruction in Anril World…
That was why Lin Li had a strong urge to discover the reason why the son of the old man would want to invite him over…
Of course, Lin Li was even more curious about the relationship between the two worlds. Why did he even transmigrate to Anril? That was a question that surfaced in Lin Li’s mind when he laid his hands on Gloomy Dark when he was at the Scar of Death. This doubt grew stronger exponentially overtime. When Lin Li saw the Door of Truth, his decision to go through it was made without any hesitation. It had caused him to deny any possible dangers behind the door…
Behind the Door of Truth was infinite darkness. Rules had lost their meaning in the darkness that was void of time and space. Lin Li did not know how far or long he had flown. His consciousness was very low in the infinite darkness. Perhaps after a second or a year, when he opened his eyes again, Lin Li was in a completely different world.
“Greetings, little mage. You are here as expected…” A familiar voice rang by Lin Li’s ear. He turned to see Tutankhamun, the man who had once eaten his barbecue without paying…
Beside Tutankhamun were one familiar person and another unfamiliar person.
The familiar one was Hutton, the first heir of the Malfa Family. On his face was a mixture of dismay and shock. It was obvious that he had not expected Lin Li’s sudden appearance.
