"This doesn't seem to be Phylactery."
After excitedly celebrating their victory, Unas handed the black crystal to several spellcasters for inspection. After examining it for a while, Huoye frowned and said...
Natasha nodded in agreement, "This seems to be just a magical Arcane Artifacts containing Charm, not Lich's Phylactery."
Unas retrieved the black crystal, pretending to examine it, and asked in his mind, "My Lord Demon King, is this Phylactery?"
"No," Bessarius replied immediately, like an advisor on call, "Your Priest is right, this is a Charm Crystal, which can also control consciousness."
The Dreadlord is an expert in this area; if he says it's not, then it definitely isn't.
Unas recalled the fresh wound on Shadra's head. Had Gunsel taken back his Phylactery and replaced the crystal with this one in the past few days?
This is not impossible. It's impossible for Lich not to be vigilant after losing a Phylactery, so it's reasonable for him to urgently move his vital organ.
No wonder the Spider God appeared so listless and was easily subdued by the crowd; it turns out she had just undergone brain surgery a few days ago and was in a critical condition.
"It doesn't matter if it's not Phylactery, at least we've obtained Shadra. Now Gunsel has lost the spiritual source controlling the spider swarm, and the spiders will slowly abandon him," Unas, regaining his spirits. "There's an even more important objective: that sleeping fellow must die. Now, let's take care of his loyal minions first."
After Unas's whispered command reached his subordinates, they stealthily approached the puppets. Talo, oblivious to the approaching danger, stepped forward and said, "There's no sign of the master here."
"Yes, Merlin isn't here."
"Then, where is the master? I feel he's nearby."
"Behind you."
"You're lying." The puppet butler immediately recognized the lie, but still turned around to look behind him.
Unas plunged his sword directly into its chest, a blow that pried open the core of the golem, causing it to shudder and completely lose any chance to retaliate. Several agile Watcher instantly dismantled its limbs.
The puppet guards were also attacked at the same time, and caught completely off guard, they were quickly wiped out.
"Human, you promised to help me rescue my master." Talo, lying on the ground, had his face covered by a helmet again. Although his limbs were detached and his core was displaced, he could still speak.
"Your master is right about one thing: humans are not trustworthy. You should listen to him."
Talo did not answer. As a puppet, it felt no remorse, but it remained speechless.
Unas ordered all the other golems to be completely destroyed, then picked up Talo and said, "Now let's go see your master and help me open the portal to the second basement level."
"The second basement level is unfinished; it's an abandoned place." That's one good thing about the puppet; it doesn't show any anger or resentment towards those who betray it.
Unas sneered maliciously, "That's perfect, it suits you and your master well, since you're both about to be discarded, making it a suitable gravesite for you."
Guided by the puppet butler, the group quickly descended to the second basement level. The construction here seemed to have been halted as soon as it began, leaving only a small, unobstructed cave and piles of messy earth and rocks. No wonder the butler couldn't imagine that the master was trapped here.
Needless to say, there must be a hidden door here. The group looked around and, not knowing who or how, triggered the mechanism. A rumbling sound rang out, and a hidden door appeared in the Stone Wall.
The group didn't enter immediately. Unas and the others studied it for a moment, Huoye said, "The closer I get to this door, the more oppressive it feels. It's very much like Anti-Magic Circle."
The ban on magic doesn't just suppress magic; it also restricts other types of spellcasters. Unas experienced this in the dungeon of the Inquisition, but the Anti-Magic Room in the Monastery wasn't so bad. Natasha could still communicate telepathically and cast spells in the room back then.
"Then you spellcasters shouldn't go in; stay outside and guard the entrance."
Even with his skills disabled, Unas is still a Warrior with superb attributes; a few pure spellcasters would be useless if their magic was silenced.
Huoye, Natasha, the Troll, and the Druid were all left outside; Unas entered the secret door only with Perella, the Watchers, and the young Warriors of the Argent Dawn.
The deeper Unas went, the more suppressed his energy became. He asked the others around him, but none of them felt the same way. It seemed that Huoye's judgment was correct; there was Anti-Magic Circle here.
The weakening or banning of his skills would greatly affect his combat effectiveness, but now he's going to deal with a sleeping enemy, so he should be able to succeed easily.
The procession finally reached its end, and pushing open a small wooden door, a small room came into view. In the center of the room was an exquisite stone coffin, and apart from that, there was nothing else that caught the eye.
By putting Merlin in a coffin, how much did Gunsel wish for his mentor to die sooner?
But he couldn't help wanting to see Merlin's ultimate fate: would he die quietly one day, or would he reverse life and death and be reborn? This was crucial to the Lich's Resurrection Spell, Gunsel had always been reluctant to kill such a good example.
Several people stepped forward and pried open the coffin. A handsome young man lay peacefully in the stone coffin. Apart from being a little pale, he really looked like a sleeping living person.
This appearance was far removed from the image of Zombie sorcerer who had lived for thousands of years, and everyone gasped in surprise.
"Is this Merlin?"
"There must be some mistake."
Unas coughed. "So this evil Undead not only wants to turn back into a human, but also wants to regain his youth. Don't be fooled by appearances, everyone. He must be Merlin. I'll get rid of this scourge now."
He drew his Firekiss and thrust it toward Merlin's neck. Just as the tip of the sword was ten centimeters from his throat, the necklace around Merlin's neck suddenly flashed, and the purple pendant gem on it cracked. At the same time, a blue shield unfolded around him.
The Firekiss was blocked, Unas raised his sword to thrust again, stabbing several times in succession, but he couldn't shake the shield at all. The others also drew their weapons to help, and for a moment, seven or eight weapons attacked the shield at the same time, but it was still useless.
Unas had no choice but to call a halt, thinking to himself: This shield is somewhat similar to the Paladin's "Invincible," but Invincible only lasts for 12 seconds. Let's see how long this shield can last.
The blue mana shield lasted longer than expected, and to make matters worse, the attacks seemed to have agitated Merlin. His brows suddenly furrowed in his sleep, and his eyes trembled, as if he were about to wake up at any moment.
Time ticked by, and the tense atmosphere made everyone like statues, afraid to make the slightest sound, lest they wake Merlin.
But what people fear most often comes to pass. Before the Invincible blue shield disappeared, the handsome young man's eyes were fully open.