Versatile Mage Chapter 964: Blood throne, ancient king

The Bridge of Nine Deaths and Life began to collapse, and the ancient jade [Petrification] made countless sections and fell into the black abyss, and was cut into pieces by the black wind.

There is only one real bridge left, which is the altar leading to the mausoleum.

The altar is hidden in the endless darkness, like a stone stand mountain that does not know how many years it has floated in the icy, ancient, and darkness universe.

The altar has the shape of an ice crown. The stone steps below are huge, several times higher than people. The stairs are not climbed at all, and are more like being used by the giants of the gods.

When viewed from a distance, there is red silk draped on this altar, one bunch at a time, and they are distributed at the corners of each giant staircase. After approaching, I realized that the red sag is not silk. It is a blood waterfall that is sticky to a certain degree and is irrigating down.

Angular position, built into the skull of the dragon, the blood of the waterfall spit out from the mouth of the dragon, and it fell down high, and you can hear the rumbling sound like the waterfall.

The Zhang Xiaohou remembers the same water-spilling dragon on the eaves of the museum in the inner city, but the museum ’s distinct feature is the cornice drainage, which is beautiful and spectacular when it rains, but the dragon spout of this altar depends on it It's creepy, I don't know if it is a red liquid or real blood ... blood that can still flow for more than two thousand years.

Go up the long stone ladder, and the entire altar begins to shrink in layers, the narrower the stairs, the more gradually people can step forward.

"You can see the top of the altar, which should be the blood throne mentioned by Fang Gu." Su Xiaoluo wiped the sweat on his forehead, and the pale face showed a bit of joy.

After a lot of hard work, I finally arrived here!

I hope it's too late!

The lives of so many people, although this altar looks terrible and floats in the endless darkness, but the thought of millions of people trapped in the dead city is about to become a burial of Black Church Sa Long. Break out.

"We're here, we're here." Su Xiaoluo was the first to climb the final ladder and said excitedly to Zhang Xiaohou behind him.

Zhang Xiaohou walked up wearily, and he looked towards the top of this altar filled with white jade. Sure enough, there was a huge emerald in the center!

Emerald is red, crystal clear, and its corners are flying high. It looks like countless swords are inverted to form an awe-inspiring throne ......

This is the Blood Throne!

The people on the throne of blood must be the ancient king-winner!

Zhang Xiaohou took a deep breath and took a step forward.

There is indeed a person on the blood throne, I do n’t know whether it is dead or alive, he is wearing a black armored robe, this armored robe is obviously a historical thing, but it still reflects the cold light, and even can see that the armor is showing some timid and close petty and low's own!

The person on the blood throne is sitting there, one hand supporting his cheek, his body tilted slightly, and the shadow of the rim of the helmet is hiding his face, which can be seen only by the fire of the altar The sharp chin and the corners of lips raised by evil spirits!

It ’s like taking a nap, it ’s like thinking, but it ’s definitely not like a dead person! !

Zhang Xiaohou is full of sweat on his forehead. He never thought that a king who had been dead for more than two thousand years would give him such a huge sense of oppression. In Zhang Xiaohou, this guy will stand up at any time, and then use that pair to The soul-stirring eyes stared straight at me, and I was afraid that I would not even stand at that time!

"I am surprised ..."

Suddenly, the person sitting there spoke!

Zhang Xiaohou, Liu Ru, Su Xiaoluo were all startled, and their scalp was about to burst.

"How did you get out of the Gate of Death?" The voice rang again, and slowly raised his chin.

The fire slowly dispelled the shadows on his face. A familiar face with two temples exposed. Its wide lips showed an absolute dark purple. The purple lines also extended to the side cheeks, making this mouth look more ghostly. evil!

"Why ... how are you!" Liu Ru was the first to scream.

This face, they are no strangers, because that is Fang Gu who walked alone on one of the bridges!

Zhang Xiaohou was also shocked.

He is a little confused now whether this is the ancient king-yingzheng, or is he going to the Fanggu of the life and death bridge, because his temperament is different!

"What's going on, why are you sitting here?" Zhang Xiaohou said incredulously.

"Why can't I sit here ??" Fang Gu laughed.

"What about the ancient king?" Su Xiaoluo hurriedly asked.

"I am."

"You are Fang Gu."

“It ’s not now. Everything is as I guessed. The real ancient king has long disappeared in the years, leaving behind only a robe glued to his skin and the blood of this commanding kingdom of undead Throne. "Fang Gu stood up, and his armor immediately made a sharp metallic sound.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Xiaohou asked.

"Whoever arrived here first will inherit everything from the ancient king. His white palace, the undead kingdom he created with his own hands, his endless magic, his unparalleled wisdom ..." Fang Gu also said There was a strange metal sound, echoing on top of this empty altar.

"Then what are you doing sitting here, let the undead army retreat, let the corpses of the mountain leave, stop the space drift of Sha Yuan." Su Xiaoluo said hurriedly.

Fang Gu laughed immediately when he heard Su Xiaoluo's words.

His laughter is very strange, obviously from his throat, but he feels that something else is hiding in his skin sac, instead of making this sound for him.

"What are you laughing at?" Su Xiaoluo said angrily.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohou pulled Rasu Xiaoluo, signaling her to go behind her.

Su Xiaoluo saw Zhang Xiaohou's extremely serious expression and seemed to understand something, and gradually stepped back.

"Ridiculous, my soldiers, my generals, and my princes will help me get my capital back. Why should I stop it?" Fang Gu laughed loudly, which sounded even more terrifying.

Zhang Xiaohou, Liu Ru, and Su Xiaoluo are slowly retreating.

Now they ca n’t tell whether it ’s Fang Gu wearing armor, or resurrecting the ancient king-Yingzheng through Fang Gu ’s body, whether it ’s his unrecognizable ghoul appearance, or his changes. The strange sounds indicate that this is by no means good!

"Is he Fang Gu?" Su Xiaoluo asked in a low voice.

"I'm afraid not!" Liu Ru said.

If it is an absolute living person, Liu Ru can smell the living breath from them. In fact, Liu Ru can't even feel the breath of Fang Gu wearing his armor.

Fang Gu may feel that the ancient king is dead, and he wears armor and sits on everything, but from his twisted personality, Fang Gu is the one to be replaced ...