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Chapter 549: The Temple of Gebra

Chapter 549 Gebra Temple

After the victory, people rested in the valley, preparing to rest for a while before exploring the ruined castle. Yang Ling sneaked into the dense forest in the name of retreat, and then entered the witch tower space when no one was paying attention, and quickly found

Five giant mammoths are recovering from their injuries by eating white mist near the Wu Pagoda.

"Butler has seen the master!" After seeing Yang Ling's figure, the leader of the mammoth giant transformed into a burly man, and led the other four brothers to crawl in front of Yang Ling. All bald heads, all burly men, each with more muscular muscles than the other

.It doesn’t look like they are meeting the master Yang Ling, but more like a few gangsters meeting their boss.

How many skinheads did you tame by accident?

Looking at the mammoths who turned into burly men, looking at their bald heads and muscles, Yang Ling shook his head. If these guys were brought to the earth in the 21st century, they would definitely be the most macho men!

With his muscles that are more powerful than Schwarzenegger, it is enough to scare many gangsters to death. He is indeed a guy who practices the law of power!

"Get up, just call me Sir like them from now on!" Yang Ling ordered several skinheads to stand up, paused and then continued: "Butler, what did you say this castle was called Gebra Temple before?

What the hell is going on?"

After domestication, although you can understand what happened through the memories of several mammoths. However, these guys are like Hydra. They have been practicing for many years, and the memories in their minds are messy. Yang Ling has no time and is too lazy.

Search for relevant information bit by bit.

"Yes, this is the Gebla Temple left by Lord Artest!" Butler said in a low tone, with a sad face, "However, since the war a hundred thousand years ago, Lord Artest has

I left the Gebla Temple and never came back!"

Under Yang Ling's questioning, Butler spoke slowly.

It turns out that a long time ago, they were just ordinary mammoths living in a remote grassland. Every day, in addition to chasing and playing, they either went to the lake to drink water or gnawed the grass on the ground. If nothing unexpected happened, they would be the same as ordinary mammoths.

He lived an ordinary life like a mammoth, until one day, an accident happened!

An old man in black robes suddenly appeared in front of them, quickly built a teleportation array, and teleported their entire group to the valley where the Gebra Temple was located. He opened their spiritual intelligence and taught them the skills to practice.

, let them guard the valley and the castle.

A long, long time later, it wasn't until they advanced to the level of god-level monsters that they learned that the old man in black robe was named Artest, and they still knew nothing else. There was a temple in the castle, guarded by a mysterious magic circle.

Without the permission of the old man in black robe, they would not be able to enter even if they advanced to the mid-level divine beast.

The valley is inaccessible and isolated from the world. Although they are nominally the guardians of the valley, Butler and the others have never seen any intruders. Until one day, disaster suddenly struck.

On that day, the old man in black robe ordered Butler to lead his tribe to the lake in the valley to cleanse the dirt on their bodies. He also took a rare bath and changed clothes, saying that he was preparing for some kind of sacrifice. However, just as Butler and others were excited, they were about to watch

When watching the fun, one

A group of uninvited guests suddenly fell from the sky. The numerous mammoths were no match at all. In the blink of an eye, they broke through the castle and rushed into the temple. There was a fierce quarrel first, and then the uninvited guests and the old man in black robes started an earth-shattering battle.

Butler and the others had no idea what the uninvited guest was arguing with the old man in black robe. They only knew that after a big battle, none of the uninvited guests escaped. Artest, the old man in black robe, was covered in blood and left without saying a word.

.Since then, they have never come back, leaving only a group of surviving mammoths.

"In a hundred thousand years, you have never entered the temple?" Yang Ling frowned, wondering what the identity of the so-called old man in black robe was. But one thing is for sure, just teach a few tricks and let a few ordinary people

Mammoths who advance to the divine level are by no means ordinary strong men.

"In the past 100,000 years, the magic circle guarding the temple has become weaker and weaker, but we still can't break in!" Butler shook his head and smiled bitterly. Over the past 100,000 years, they have led many mammoths to collide with the guardian temple when they had nothing to do.

A bright red light, hoping to get inside the temple to see what was going on. Unfortunately, I tried my best to find out, but to no avail.

After the great war that year, the temple's protective magic circle was on the verge of falling, getting worse every year; however, no matter how hard the mammoths hit it, it just wouldn't fall!

"Butler, let's go out with me to see what's going on!" Seeing that Butler and the others looked gloomy and couldn't find anything out if they continued to ask, Yang Ling simply teleported out with the leader, Butler, and quickly

I found the Sword God and the Elf High Priest, and prepared to go in personally to see what was going on.

"Yang Ling, you came just in time. Let's go, let's go to the castle to see the situation!" The Elf High Priest was careful and prepared to gather the god-level experts on this trip to act together. This dilapidated castle is really weird.

, no one knows if there will be any monsters inside; if warriors and elves with domain strength follow in, they may be ambushed on the spot if they are not careful, let alone those with sacred domain strength.

"Okay, let's go, Butler, you lead the way!" Yang Ling took the lead and told the Corpse Witch King, Enchantress and others to follow. With Butler as a guide, you no longer have to worry about encountering any monsters or mechanisms along the way.

The only unknown thing is the temple inside the castle.

"Yang Ling, this is..." Looking at Butler, who was bareheaded and striding forward to lead the way, the high elf priest frowned. On Butler, she felt a familiar aura, but for a moment

time, but I can’t remember where I saw it.

"This is one of my personal guards, named Butler. Maybe you have seen it before, but the priest has not noticed it before!" Yang Ling smiled and vaguely mentioned that the Wu Tower space is his largest.

Secrets are naturally not disclosed easily.

Close bodyguard, how could a strange close bodyguard suddenly appear?

The elf high priest shook his head in confusion, but seeing that Yang Ling was unwilling to say more, he stopped asking further. He just reminded Yang Ling to be careful, lest he be ambushed by some monster accidentally.

Although the castle is dilapidated, it covers a very large area. After crossing the city gate, what appears in front of people is a huge square, all paved with flat bluestone slabs. Opposite the square, there is a church-like spire building

, shrouded in a faint red light. If you guessed correctly, it should be the Gebla Temple mentioned by Butler.

"Everyone, be careful, there is a strong smell of death here!" Looking at the spire building shrouded in red light, feeling the surging energy fluctuations in the air, the elf priest's face changed, and he waved his hand to give everyone a blessing halo. As a practitioner of natural magic and

A strong person in the law of life, she is particularly sensitive to the breath of death.

"There is a lot of death aura. Could it be that the so-called temple is a mausoleum?" Yang Ling shook his head in confusion. Although he felt a surging aura of death, the strange thing was that unlike the original undersea castle, no undead or souls could be seen.

Traces of the dead souls.

"Sir, if I guess correctly, this is not a mausoleum. It is either the residence of a strong person who practices the law of death, or there is some artifact with the attribute of death in it!" The Corpse Witch King looked solemn and held the tomb in his hand tightly.

Death horn.

As a Corpse Witch King who used to specialize in undead magic and now specializes in the law of death, he is very familiar with the aura of death and quickly judged that this was not a common mausoleum. If this was the residence of a strong man who practiced the law of death, maybe it would be

There will be a terrible fierce battle down there; if there are any undead artifacts inside, then give them away, and you must get them no matter what.

The Death Horn, the legendary main artifact of the undead system, has doubled his strength several times, and his cultivation speed is far from what it used to be. If he gets another artifact like this, it will definitely be much better than getting an ordinary godhead!

.....

Everyone was cautious, but Yang Ling understood through Butler's memory that there was no danger at all in the square, and strode forward. Under his leadership, everyone had to speed up their pace, and soon they came to the God shrouded in red light.

In front of the temple.

The red light had a huge range, covering the entire temple, emitting a strong repulsive force, blocking everyone's way. Yang Ling gritted his teeth and tried, and after barely taking two steps, he was ejected, as if a

I accidentally hit a strong spring.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder for a hundred thousand years, the mammoths couldn't get in even though they tried their best!" After trying several times, Yang Ling had to give up. If he guessed correctly, this should be a magic circle of thorns similar to Alcatraz Island.

It is an ancient magic circle that is extremely difficult to crack with brute force unless it can trigger the power between heaven and earth.

When we first attacked Alcatraz Island, we happened to encounter a rare storm, and used violent thunder and lightning to attack Alcatraz Island's island defense formation; more importantly, Alcatraz Island's thorn magic array itself was already dilapidated, and the old witch could only barely repair it.

That's all, so he was defeated by luck.

Now, without the violent thunder and lightning, how can we defeat this abominable protective magic circle?
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