Broad World

After the half-orc warrior helped Zuvosa treat the wound, he came over curiously and asked, "Boss, are these red gems valuable? Shall I collect them all? There are at least 20 here."

Henry smiled and nodded. "Collect them all. The reason why these gargoyles can move and use various tactics is all in these eyes. These things are made by outstanding alchemists, and they can be copied with a little research. Now I am more and more curious about this ruin. Who built this place? What is it used for?"

"I have a bad feeling. Maybe this is the secret place where a powerful arcanist conducted research during the time of Netheril." Zuwotha moved his injured shoulder and found that there was nothing serious. She picked up her short bow and found that it had been trampled in two by the gargoyle. "Damn it! My bow is broken, it seems that the magic arrows you made are useless."

Henry walked over to take a look. There was no way to repair this level of damage with magic. "I still have a crossbow here. You can use it first. As a ranger, you must maintain a long-range attack." He said, taking off the pulley crossbow hanging from his waist and handing it over.

Zuwosa took out an arrow and tried to draw the bowstring, aiming at the wall and shooting it. Then she walked over and tried to pull it hard a few times, but found that she couldn't move it at all. "It's really good. Just now I felt that the pulling force was a bit weak. I didn't expect the arrows shot to be so powerful."

Henry pointed to the pulley blocks on both sides. "See the wheels on both sides of the bow arm? They reduce the force required to draw the bow. This is the application of a mechanical principle." Just as he was introducing the benefits of this weapon, Vaughan walked over with a small bag of gargoyle eyeballs. "Head, everything that can be found nearby is here. There are still some who don't know where to go."

Henry opened the bag and counted. There are ten pairs in total. "Now let's move on. Let's see what's in here. We need to arrange so many gargoyle guards." As he said that, he packed the bag and walked into the front door with Iris.

This is an airtight hall, with a giant crystal about two meters in diameter hanging from the ceiling. When Henry stepped into the room, the crystal shone brightly. The strong white light stung the eyes that had already adapted to the darkness, and it took a long time for everyone's vision to recover.

"My God! What are these things!" The half-orc warrior pointed to the huge jars and shouted loudly.

Henry walked up to one of them and took a closer look. This is a serious man in the liquid, wearing full-body armor of mithril inlaid with gold. A pair of black flesh wings spread behind him. One of his eyes was cloudy and black, while the other had a golden light. Judging from his appearance and attire, he should have been an angel of judgment during his lifetime, but somehow he was transformed into a semi-purgatory creature.

Then Henry checked the other jars and found that the creatures here were all kinds of strange. Including elemental life, celestial creatures, demons and demons in the lower world, as well as rare species of various main material planes and alien planes. Without exception, they all highlighted the characteristics of being transformed, and they all used fiercely conflicting opposing energies for fusion.

In the last jar in this hall, he saw the most shocking scene. A huge monster with a height of more than five meters stood here. It had two heads, which belonged to the Barlow Balrog and the Hell Demon. This mighty evil being that combined chaos and order did not die with the passage of time. Its chest was still heaving slightly.

Henry stepped back slowly very carefully, he didn't want to wake this guy up. As the most powerful demon in the abyss. The Barlow Balrog is comparable to most legendary classes, and of course the most cunning pit fiend belonging to the Nine Hells is also the same. After retreating to the center of the hall, he whispered to the other two people: "We'd better get out of here quickly, and move as lightly as possible. I bet some creatures are still alive here, and once they are awakened, it will be a catastrophe."

Zuvotha nodded and led the way swiftly across the hall. The various modified creatures here made her scalp tingle. After everyone left, Henry covered it up with spells. He was very afraid that the monster here would suddenly wake up and steal the way of his group. After a long corridor, they came to a room filled with bookshelves.

When Henry picked up a book and wanted to flip through it, the seemingly well-preserved book immediately turned into a pile of dust. "It seems that the books here are all rotten. Everyone spread out and look for them. If you find any places with words, call me. Remember, don't touch them, otherwise it may be the same as this book."

The three of them scattered around looking for anything of value, and it wasn't long before the orc warrior shouted, "Head! Here's a book that hasn't rotted yet, but the writing on it I don't understand, and it's definitely not in the Common Tongue."

Henry hurried over and saw a dark red book. He picked it up and used a reading magic, and quickly understood the text on it.

"Grand Archmage Iolum has been missing for more than two months, and everyone is starting to panic..."

"The recent fusion experiment has made no progress. Even Smoot, who is in charge of hosting here, has given up. He returned to the floating city alone, leaving us ordinary arcanists here..."

"I found a glimmer of inspiration. Maybe the direction was wrong from the very beginning. We should use two creatures with more intense conflicts. I decided to experiment with hell demons and celestial creatures first..."

"Successful! I fused the Angel of Judgment with a demon! Although he looks a little out of control, it doesn't matter, this is a good start..."

"We have made countless attempts, and the progress of the experiment is getting faster and faster. Tomorrow will carry out a bold innovation. It must be very interesting to merge the most powerful demon with the most powerful demon. Everyone agreed to this proposal..."

"We succeeded again! This violent guy destroyed half of the test site, and finally called more than 20 golems and fifteen arcanists to subdue it. We controlled it through a special magic device, and even the most powerful evil creature will succumb to the arcanist..."

"Tomorrow will be the final experiment. We will create an unprecedentedly powerful monster. I hope it can help us destroy those remaining Faerim Mokui..."

"My God! What have we done! Everyone is dead! This monster can still eat arcanists and learn their spells, I'm afraid I won't be able to hide for long..."

Looking at the records at night, Henry is almost certain that the diary was written around 35 BC. He had read about the history of Netheril before, and one of the greatest arcanists, Iolum, suddenly disappeared during this time period. The various experiments recorded above explained well the origins of those strange creatures outside. As for the final experiment mentioned, it is very likely that something happened by accident. As a result, the monsters created were out of control and killed all the people.

Henry put down the diary and sighed. "This is a place for biological fusion experiments, but all the people were killed by the monsters they created." As he spoke, he began to search for the controller mentioned in the book that could control the five-meter-high evil creatures.

Vaughn touched his chin and asked, "That means those bird monsters are hunting for food for this monster?"

"That's right, and it's mentioned in the diary that this monster can also use spells. I don't think its intelligence is too low." Henry continued to search while answering the orc warrior's question. Soon he found a dark green box on a dead skeleton. After casting a discernment spell, specific information appeared in his mind.

Heavy magic booster controller:

This item was jointly produced by several arcanists. In order to enhance the control ability, it underwent many modifications, and finally used a gelatinous substance called heavy magic power inside. For mages who hold this thing, the damage and range of all magic will be automatically increased. (This item will not have much effect in areas where magic energy is thin)

When seeing the specific attributes of this thing, Henry couldn't believe it. As we all know, heavy magic power was first researched and discovered by the great arcanist Karthus. This is something that draws magic from the surrounding environment, thereby enhancing the power of spells. It can be attached with any kind of magic, and then stay in a fixed place.

As long as the heavy magic power itself is not destroyed, then this magic effect can last forever. Since Kael'thas failed to steal the power of the goddess of magic, the method of refining this substance has gradually disappeared. It's such a joy to be able to get such a magic item made with heavy magic power today.

Zuwosa looked at Henry with an excited expression on his face and asked, "What is this box for, that you hold it in your hand so carefully?"

"This thing can control the monsters I saw in the hall just now. Of course, there is a premise that they are still alive." Henry activated the switch on the box, and instantly a light shot into his eyes. After a few minutes of hacking, he took ownership of the box. Now it only takes one thought to wake up all living creatures here, and can also give orders to these monsters at any time. . )