Chapter 276 Have you eaten?

For the locals, the human race has almost become a legend, like Chupacabra, Mothman, and Slender Man, which are heard of but no one has ever seen.

According to the rumors, the Demon King God created the plane they live in now, including every tree and grass, mountains and rivers, and then created the demons based on his own image.

Although this plane was created by the Demon King God, the god is too powerful to enter the mortal world directly.

It's like you have built a delicate sand table. It's okay to stand outside and look at it, but if you walk in, you will kick the sand table that you have built with great difficulty.

So the Demon King God selected seven demons as apostles and let them rule the mortal world on his behalf.

Then, other races also arrived through the natural portals of ancient times, and gradually evolved into a multi-racial society.

At that time, there were humans who believed in demons, and there were demons who believed in human gods. It was an enlightened and open era.

Later, the legend began to become vague.

For unknown reasons, humans disappeared from society and were sealed by the Demon King at the other end of the final rift valley, and the Demon King fell into a deep sleep and never appeared again.

The Demon King's sleep brought about earth-shaking changes. There is even some evidence that the demons in the mythological era all had horns, but now many demons do not have horns because the Demon King's sleep caused the characteristics of the demons to gradually disappear. He is the patron saint of the entire race, and without him, the demons will certainly have problems.

The history of the mythological era was obviously deliberately buried and covered up. Even the fact that the seven apostles suddenly stole the Demon King's Ring for unknown reasons was a record of the discovery of the ruins by the academic city later. There is no such thing in the widely circulated legend.

The fact that human statues can be seen is indeed enough to prove that the history here can be traced back to the mythological era.

But Ordai is very concerned.

The location of the first Demon King's Ring, where the Ring of Vision is located, is also a human relic. After hearing the whole process, Ordai went to investigate on the spot.

Once it could be said to be a coincidence, but this time the place where the Demon King's Ring might exist is still a human relic, which is very strange.

In the mythological era, what is the relationship between humans and the Demon King God?

Why was the Demon King's Ring stolen by the seven apostles placed in the ruins built by humans?

What role do humans play in this matter?

"Professor?"

Seeing Aoerdai bowing her head in thought, Nimia poked her shoulder:

"What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, let's move on. The front is a real mythological ruins, and there may be magic from the mythological era. Be careful."

History is not the part that Aoerdai is good at, but she can also understand why many scholars in the academic city are obsessed with it. This feeling of digging for the truth of history is irresistible.

A group of people walked through the doorway, stepped on the deformed stone slabs, used magic and torches to illuminate, and carefully tried to pass through the corridor that may have a history of more than thousands of years.

The weighing column in the corridor has been obviously twisted and deformed, and it is not surprising that it feels like it will collapse at any time.

There may have been some patterns on the wall, or even some murals recording history, but for some unknown reason, the paintings were destroyed artificially, and now only chaotic lines with no logic can be seen.

It was quiet here, without any sound, and even without any air flow. Time seemed to be still, preserving things from thousands of years ago.

This corridor is very long, but it is a good thing for adventurers that no traps or mechanisms were found.

As Alde walked, he cast a detection spell casually, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his mind, and he seemed a little absent-minded.

Until Nimia, who was exploring the way in front, turned back and whispered to others:

"There is a room in front, no monsters were found, it looks like an office."

"There is an office?"

What was this relic used for back then?

If you think about it carefully, the seal of the Ring of Sight is a human town in the mythical era, not a special seal built on purpose.

Maybe it's the same here.

Everyone walked through the corridor and soon found the office that Nimia mentioned.

This room was once carefully decorated, and even today you can still see some traces of life, such as the pottery cups and writing boards placed on the stone table.

There used to be something similar to a painting hanging on the wall, but it has completely rotted away due to its age, leaving only a faint layer of traces of varying depths.

There is a stone pier next to something that looks like a filing cabinet on one side. It can be imagined that the people who worked here in the past were obviously not tall and could not reach the top of the filing cabinet without standing on their feet.

The three adventurers are most concerned about whether there are monsters or traps, and secondly whether there are treasures.

And what Alde is most concerned about is whether there are traces of magic here.

She used the detection magic again, and as the spell was cast, she saw a layer of fine spiritual light behind the desk.

Walking closer, you can see a magic circle carved on the ground behind the desk.

"What kind of magic is this?"

"I don't know, but it is obviously the magic of the mythological era."

The magic at that time was very different from now, not stronger, but weaker.

After all, the wizards are not idle. The times are advancing, and the magic of the ancient times is definitely not as powerful as modern magic.

Auldai squatted beside, sliding his fingers along the edge of the magic circle, carefully identifying the runes on it.

These runes are still clearly visible. It may have retained its power until recently, but now it is definitely just a simple pattern.

"You all step back a little."

Signaling others to retreat, Orde took out several bottles of potion from the magic bag and poured the potion into the marks on the ground in a specific order.

As the last bottle of potion was poured out, the magic circle lit up with a burst of blue light from the inside out.

Orde himself also stepped back two steps, and everyone looked at the activated magic circle nervously.

After about two or three seconds, the blue aura gathered in front of everyone. It was not strong, but it seemed to be slowly taking shape. Finally, they saw a figure holding a staff and wearing a robe floating above the magic circle.

This is a man with black hair and black eyes. He looks about 30 years old. His body is a translucent shadow, but unlike a ghost, his body is composed of magic aura projections, like a 3D projection.

Alde recognized it at a glance as a magic simulacrum, a magical image with a certain intelligence that can handle simple problems. Usually, when wizards run a shop and are too lazy to sit at the counter, they will put a magic simulacrum of themselves behind the counter.

This kind of thing is not rare in modern times, but it would be very rare in the mythological era.

But everyone immediately noticed another fact.

There are no horns on the head of this magic simulacrum.

In the mythological era, there was a race that looked similar to the demons, but without horns...

This is a magic simulacrum of a human!

"Ladies and gentlemen."

The magic simulacrum has a certain intelligence. He glanced at the four people and said with a smile:

"Have you eaten?"

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