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Chapter 513: Flame Temple
In a red alien space, Zahir rode on the sun chariot and swayed above the sea of ​​fire, like a small boat at the entrance of hell.

He closed his eyes, relaxed his mind and communicated with the duplicate images in the space.

He is not the Blood Mad God, and cannot directly use the power of the gods to sense the vast knowledge in the space. He can only use this dangerous and stupid method.

But even so, he still felt that he had gained a lot.

Those Duplicated People once created an extremely developed and magnificent civilization. They strolled in the magnificent cities without worrying about their livelihoods. All they had to do every day was to exchange knowledge and ideas with each other.

But one day, a huge planet appeared above the city without any warning.

Everything was destroyed. Not many people could escape from the sea of ​​fire. The city collapsed, everything fell into ruin, and those intelligent creatures became what they are now.

Their strong souls survived in such a strange way, but they turned into incomprehensible monsters.

"boom!"

The outer layer of Zahir's head shattered like a tile, revealing the bright red brain inside. After a few seconds, the brain also began to shatter, layer by layer and step by step, until finally only a headless body was left on the Sun Chariot.

Such is the danger of exploring this strange space.

The knowledge in the minds of these clones is too vast and dangerous. At this moment, they are in a chaotic state of gibberish. If Zahir is not careful, he will end up like this.

But he didn't care, because thanks to the power of the stone slab, he still had a certain number of clones.

Even if he had to use his clones to fill the gap, he had to master all the knowledge. Zahir even believed that the power of the stone slab to replicate things was the loophole left by the duplicators in the space for mortals.

Grand Duke Zahir in the dungeon slowly opened his eyes, and this time he took another step forward.

Through the distorted information of the Duplicate Man, he learned that there was a special place in this strange space, which the Duplicate Man called the "Temple".

Zahir speculated that this place might be the library of the civilization at that time, and the most precious and powerful knowledge might be stored here.

Suddenly, there was a violent shaking in the cave, and a lot of broken lime and soil above the head were shaken down.

Grand Duke Zahir, however, looked calm as he continued to think about the information he had just obtained from the space. He found a piece of paper and a pen and roughly drew a map of the space on it, calculating the location of the temple.

As for the vibration in the underground cave, it started five days ago.

Grand Duke Zahir also felt very frightened for the first time, thinking that his exploration of space had caused some bad consequences. However, when he circled the dungeon and checked again and again, he did not find anything strange.

The same thing happened in the next few days. At this time every day, the underground would shake for a period of time, and the amplitude of the vibration would become stronger each time.

This further forced Grand Duke Zahir to explore the alien space without sleep or food.

"Ok?"

Grand Duke Zahir tilted his head and pondered for a moment, because he had received the latest information about Lower Kurt from his clone in the city of Tilmsi.

The Blood Mad God was actually killed by Ricky! ?

Grand Duke Zahir paced back and forth in the dungeon. He couldn't figure out what was going on. Although the Blood Mad God was an ally he had put together at the last minute, he knew his strength best.

Very powerful, a genuine high-level god.

If I hadn't been in the dungeon, relying on the power of the stone slab, the other party would not be able to kill me for a while, and there would be absolutely no possibility of resistance.

In fact, if the battle took place outside the dungeon, it would take less than ten minutes for the Blood Mad God to crush him to death.

But such a cunning and cruel god was actually defeated by Ricky? Although he had been defeated by Ricky before, this was too far from what he had imagined!
Grand Duke Zahir calmed down and immediately grasped a point that was beneficial to him from this information.

In other words, the Blood Mad God is really dead.

Grand Duke Zahir is not naive. On the contrary, he is shrewd and suspicious. Zahir absolutely does not believe that the Blood Mad God can live in peace with him and share the stone slab.

Their cooperation is nothing more than mutual exploitation. Once one side gains overwhelming power, the balance will be instantly unbalanced.

It can be said that the oppression brought to him by the Blood Mad God is much greater than that brought to Kurt.

I first borrowed the power of the Blood Mad God to complete the Sun Chariot, and now the Blood Mad God is gone, this is a good thing!
The next question is what he should do next. Now that the Blood God has been defeated by Kurt, Herama must be in great trouble, and the next step is to take action against himself.

Zahir walked over to the Sun Chariot and tapped its surface with his hand.

His original plan was not to rebel, but he didn't know how things would develop, and suddenly it became a civil war between the Upper and Lower Kurts. Would he use the forbidden knowledge in the Sun Chariot to fight Heramar to the death?

How stupid! Zahir, like Herama, was one of the few people in the southern continent who vaguely knew the truth about the world. Recently, Zahir confirmed that future through the information revealed by the Shadow Man.

In other words, the world is about to restart, and all things will face destruction and rebirth in natural disasters.

Is it meaningful to fight over these secular power disputes at this time? Obviously not.

Moreover, after spending some time with the Blood Mad God, Zahir's horizons have become broader and broader. He knows clearly the Blood Mad God's purpose in mastering the stone tablet, and that the other party does not care about the distribution of interests in the secular kingdom at all.

The Blood Mad God wanted to complete his divine power and use the vast knowledge in the stone tablet to conquer tens of thousands of intelligent creatures.

Should I take this step as well?

Grand Duke Zahir's eyes flickered, and he slowly awakened the Sun Chariot in front of him. This time he wanted to find the temple of the Shadow Man.

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The city of Balid in Upper Kurt is located in a remote area, but the town is quite large.

This is a lawless place that is beyond the reach of the local rulers. Many slave traders and mercenary organizations are entrenched here, engaging in all kinds of shameful and illegal activities.

In a bar, Marquette was listening to the spy's report while drinking the mead in his hand with a smile.

After the spy finished speaking, Marquette asked a few more questions before waving him off.

"Old Pinault, find a time to get the brothers back from the sea!"

"Captain, aren't the two ships supposed to escort the chick we stole from Kurt back to Mosesad?"

These sailors had recently been engaged in banditry with Marquette, and their words and actions had become rough.

"No need for that. My captain has just driven away the invading gods. Oia Port is safe again!"

Marquette tensed his right arm and patted his biceps with his left hand.

A few days ago, Carol got married, and Marquette also received a task from Sir Gregory, asking him to send some people to make preparations.

If anything unexpected happened on the wedding day, Carol would immediately elope with Yasmine, and Marquette's expedition ship disguised as a smuggling caravan would be the best cover.

"God? Got away? Captain, you must be bragging again!"

The sailors banged noisily on the table.

"Hahaha, I may exaggerate a lot of things, but I have never boasted about our captain Ricky of Shi Wei Tian."

Marquette wiped the wine stain from his lips and snapped his fingers.

"Guys, Sir Gregory wants us to be the surprise force and set out from Upper Kurt to attack from inside and outside!
Are you all ready? "

"Already ready!"

"Rob, I'm going to rob to my heart's content this time!"

"We've had enough of this crappy place!"

The bar became noisy again. Seeing that the army was motivated, Marquette shook his head proudly, then turned around and patted the shoulder of Farrell, who had a mustache beside him.

The Kurts are good at using forbidden spells. In this place, mysticism is a semi-open secret. I have to rely on this person at critical moments.

"Mr. Farrell, we'll leave in two days, is that ok? Mr. Farrell..."

Marquette saw the mustache man next to him stirring the corn soup in the bowl with a wooden spoon. His pupils were trembling slightly and his body seemed to be in a very bad condition.

"Someone...someone...arrived...at the temple..."

Farrell said slowly.

(End of this chapter)