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Chapter 1247 - 1247 214 Excavating the Ruins_2

1247: Chapter 214: Excavating the Ruins_2 1247: Chapter 214: Excavating the Ruins_2 Out of curiosity, I once sent people to explore Central Lake Island.

It turned out to be a vast Underground Palace, adorned with mysterious murals and statues.

Unfortunately, before we could conduct in-depth research, the relics started to tremble and suddenly sank into the lake.

However, even from the patterns and inscriptions on the murals, we unearthed a startling piece of history.

The content is too shocking for the world, and I cannot disclose it without solid evidence.

The Underground Palace is protected by mystical powers; even Belsden feels threatened and wouldn’t be destroyed easily.

If you are interested, you can explore it by entering the lake.”

Master Hudson said with feigned composure.

His curiosity about the mysterious relics was no less than anyone else’s.

It’s just that his main business was not historical research, so he couldn’t devote a considerable amount of energy to it.

Hearing a definite answer, Nemiah was wholly excited.

As an ancient Wizard, he never feared making a big fuss.

The revelation of earth-shattering history is a shock to nobles like Hudson, but to these mad truth-seekers, it is nothing but endless surprise.

Political consequences are for politicians to consider, what do they have to do with these people?

If it weren’t for producing too many daredevil prodigies, causing endless trouble, these professions wouldn’t have become heretical.

The schism of the Clergy allowed these professions to step back into the light, but that doesn’t mean nation-states no longer have any apprehensions about them.

The reason they haven’t been oppressed is mainly that they have fallen too far to be a threat to the governments of various nations.

Especially in conflicts with the Clergy, these individuals still serve as the best vanguard.

They would actively seek out trouble for the Clergy without the Kingdom having to organize them.

When occasionally faced with special troubles, these people could handle them, for instance, the Cursed Land in front of Hudson.

“Wizard Nemiah, there’s no rush to enter the relics; let’s first take a look at this Cursed Land!

Under normal circumstances, such a vast expanse of land could not be cursed all at once.”

Robert, who was beside Nemiah and about to go down into the lake, said.

To be frank, he felt utterly powerless regarding the emotional intelligence of these old friends.

They were invited here to investigate the problems of the Cursed Land, having already received their payment in advance, and haven’t done any of their actual duties, instead they’re running off to study mysterious relics, how absurd is that?

Master Hudson is not someone easy to mess with; if the tasks are not handled first, the generous payment would burn their hands.

“Rest assured, Robert.

Based on my years of experience, the curse that this land has suffered is definitely related to this lake.

I did my research before I came.

The rumors of the Cursed Land in the Orc Empire have been around for countless years, and when they first started is simply untraceable.

Encountering such an ancient mystery, to say there’s no relation between the two, I simply don’t believe it.

Besides, how could an ordinary curse last for countless years?

If there wasn’t a continuous influx of power, even the most malicious curses wouldn’t be able to endure for so long.

Even if Divine Spirits personally cursed the land, once the power supply is severed, after hundreds of years, it will also be exhausted!”

Wizard Nemiah said with full confidence.

“Gentlemen, this place is now in your hands.

If you need anything or make any discoveries, just send someone to notify me.

When necessary, the stationed army can also provide support to you.”

Having said that, Hudson bid farewell to everyone and left.

As the financier, he didn’t care how these people worked, as long as results were delivered.

Even if the curse problem couldn’t be resolved, just making sense of the relic issue alone would be worth the price paid.

At the very least, they could use these peoples’ voice to stir up the message of the Cataclysm of ten thousand years, attracting attention from all sides.

Perhaps with Hudson’s departure, everyone felt less constrained.

Wizard Nemiah then took out a small bead and turned to the others saying, “This water-repelling bead can only protect five people.

If you have any other methods, bring them out as well!”

No sooner had his voice dropped, Robert retorted displeasedly, “Oh come on, who doesn’t know you have a water-repelling bead; do you really need to show off here?

First, we take a boat to the center of the lake, locate where the Relic Palace sunk, then the Magicians will cast Magic Spells to part the waters, and we can commence our exploration at once.”

The scene in front of them was nothing new to the group.

Having come from the same era, they were very clear about the relationship between Robert and Nemiah.

Bickering was just a trivial matter; in past times, when disputes arose, both parties could easily engage in a fight right there and then.

An Arcanist and a Wizard, both research fanatics.

Academic disagreements leading to squabbles was like a daily meal for them.

It was only until Robert made a breakthrough in the Sanctuary that he temporarily gained the upper hand in their struggles.

However, this still didn’t convince Nemiah.

His personal strength might have been slightly inferior, but that didn’t mean his research results were too.

In fact, the ideological differences were not just between the two of them.

Most of the people present had had arguments over such issues.

It was mainly thanks to the Clergy that these ideological disputes didn’t turn them into enemies.

Being heretics, they had all been targets of persecution in the past.

They lived in constant fear, worried that exposing their identities would bring trouble to their doorsteps.

Especially in their youth, when their powers were not that great, they were truly frightened.

During the years of being hunted, these unfortunate souls who had become heretics had no choice but to stick together for warmth, in hopes of survival.

This situation continued until the relationship between the Alpha Kingdom and the Clergy deteriorated, and the Kingdom began to openly offer them sanctuary, which improved the situation.

Having escaped life-and-death crises, and with a common enemy still in existence, the bonds of friendship forged on the run turned this group of heretics of different professions into friends.

“Let’s go, you two are already old, yet you still want to compete like children.

Up ahead, where the soldiers are guarding, there’s a big ship; it should be prepared by Marshal Hudson for us.

Hurry up and clarify the issues regarding the relic and the curse.

If it can be resolved, then resolve it; if not, the reasons must be explained clearly to Marshal Hudson.

We can’t take those potions for nothing!

We’re not like Robert, who has already broken through the Sanctuary and has plenty of years to squander.

If we can’t break through the bottleneck, in a short ten years, or a long thirty years, everyone will need to visit Robert alone at his grave!”

Oscar had barely finished speaking when a gaunt old man beside him began to cackle “hehe.”

“Actually, you don’t have to worry, even if you can’t break through the Sanctuary, there are other ways to extend life.

For example: transform into a…”

Before he could finish, the skin-and-bones old man was cursed by everyone, who directly invoked his eighteen generations of ancestors.

“Don’t be ungrateful, you lot!

Others would want such an opportunity, and I wouldn’t even give it to them!

According to my research, even transforming into a Witch you can retain most of your memories from life, it’s like living a second life.

You should know Witches’ lifespans are not just long.

With such enduring years, not to mention breaking through the Sanctuary, even if it’s…”

A barrage of fists came flying, and the old man quickly yelled, “Not the face!

Go easy on me, too heavy and my skeletal frame is going to fall apart!”

…

All the way squabbling and acting like old children, Hudson, who was watching from the clouds, didn’t think any of it funny.

“Childlike innocence!”

The Continent of Aslante doesn’t have a specific practice for cultivating one’s mental state, but it doesn’t mean these native strongmen haven’t explored in these directions.

Without a doubt, the group below had realized the importance of mental state and were trying their best to maintain their own childlike innocence.

However, this scene would only happen when a group of old friends were together.

The ship slowly sailed towards the middle of the lake; a series of Magic Spells rang out, and the lake water began to rapidly disperse, revealing the true appearance of the Underground Palace.

But compared to the last time, the Underground Palace no longer carried the divine aura of that day.

The terrifying atmosphere that could take lives at any time was now almost undetectable.

“My god, there really is an ancient Underground Palace here!

Looking at the architectural structure, it’s filled with an artistic aura everywhere, this is definitely not a work of any known historical period!

Prehistoric Relics!

Absolutely Prehistoric Relics!

Look at the murals with Demons, elves, Angels…

Robert, our discovery today will definitely shock the whole world, perhaps the history of the Continent of Aslante will be rewritten because of this!”

Nemiah exclaimed.