Chapter 1747: slate

With a loud muffled sound, the head of the clay golem was exploded by Joan's elbow and fell straight back.
Solving the troublesome "little brother" behind, Joan can concentrate on the two clay golems that have been beaten by him in front of him, force them to lift them up, collide three times in the sky, and they all disappear in a blink of an eye. frame.
Joan dropped the tattered clay golem, looked around, the hall was covered with mud and sand, and he was muddy with his hands, and he smelled sweaty, as if he fell in the mud.
Despite making himself dirty, Joan was in a good mood.
This fight with the four clay golems gave him a rare opportunity to stretch his muscles, and after a vigorous exercise, he sweated and his body and mind were full. It can be seen that sports can not only exercise the physical body, but also It can improve mental state and make people more positive and optimistic.
Looking back at the four clay golems, Joan suddenly felt that the owner of the castle had placed them in the gym, perhaps not just as a guard, but mainly as a sparring partner.
After using a "magic trick", Joan cleared the dirt and sweat from his body and regained his freshness.
He walked to a clay golem nearby, depicting the Rune Rune No. 4, and analyzed the magical spell of the golem. The result was exactly the same as the content in the book.
After all, this is just a clay golem. The difficulty of constructing can't catch up with the stone golem. Joan doesn't even expect to gain new knowledge from them, so he can't be disappointed. Erase No. 4 rune and go straight through the hall.
Pushing open the door opposite, a misty corridor appeared in front of him.
This mysterious corridor reminds Joan of his memories.
In addition to the fog that can be seen in front of you, there is at least one trap in the corridor. The fall trap will pass through a wall of illusions and fall into a deep pit with "silence" and "earth bondage", which can neither climb up nor call for help. Can only wait to die in the pit-when he first explored the cloud city two years ago, Joan's companion Casio fell into such a venomous pit.
More insidious than the pit is a "wax golem" lurking in the thick fog. This guy's combat power is far less than other golems in the castle. The special thing is that he has intelligence, is also good at being easy to deform, and the imitation skills are quite clever.
If the wax golem is mistaken as his companion, he may be assassinated if he is negligent.
Joan came to explore this time alone, not afraid of the assassination of the wax golem, but for the sake of precautions, he still sent 18 glass magic eyes to the depths of the corridor for investigation.
The fog obscures the vision of the glass magic eye. Fortunately, Joan can’t help opening the
Fog Sight
attached to the prosthetic eye. While his own vision is strengthened, the
Mythical Link
will also be the same. The spell effect is mapped to each magic eye, and the vision of the investigation is no longer hindered by the mist.
Eighteen glass magic eyes opened the way, seeing through the traps hidden in the corridor.
Joan bypassed the trap and traversed the corridor without any danger. At the end was a "wind-operated ladder" leading to the fourth floor.
Joan stopped and looked back at the thick foggy corridor, wondering secretly.
"Why did the wax golem not show up this time?"
In doubt, he made a spellcasting gesture, waved a "wind-making technique", and the roaring airflow blown away the dense fog, and there was no suspicious figure in the empty corridor.
When the airflow weakened, the dense fog rolled in and recovered the lost ground, and the doubt in Joan's eyes deepened a bit.
Judging from the situation on the second and third floors, Joan speculates that if the golem guarding the castle is damaged during the battle, it will be automatically repaired after a period of time and continue to perform security tasks.
If this conjecture is realistic, the stone golem and clay golem that were destroyed two years ago have been repaired automatically. Why is the wax golem lurking in the misty corridor alone?
Is the wax golem with intelligence and thought a special case, unlike the stone golem or clay golem without thinking ability, once destroyed, it will be completely scrapped and cannot be repaired as before?
This does make sense, but there are other possibilities. For example, the wax golem can't find a good opportunity to stab, and simply hides without showing up.
As for the truth, Joan is still unsure. He decides to continue to explore other areas of the castle. When he has time in the future, he will go back and investigate the mysterious disappearance of the wax golem.
Turning around and opening the "wind-operated ladder", Joan cast a spell and confirmed that there were no traps in the staircase, then walked in, and rose to the fourth floor of the castle two minutes later.
The layout of the fourth floor of the castle is different from the three floors below, and it looks like a large library.
It is a pity that the books in the collection have long been missing, leaving only a row of empty bookshelves, which surrounds the same empty hall against the wall.
The library has no guards, and Joan knew this two years ago.
A spiral staircase was erected in the center of the hall, leading to the fifth floor of the castle.
When Joan walked into this hall last time, he was thinking about treasure hunting. He scrambled to find out that there was no book left on the shelf, and there was no secret door or trap, so he hurried up the companion upstairs went.
Today, Joan travels back to his hometown, and does not need to hurry. He walks alone in this magnificent and grand venue. Imagined that the bookshelves here were full of beautifully packed books a few centuries ago.
Unconsciously walking to the east side of the hall, a writing desk was placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with good lighting. The ink bottle on the desk was as big as a bucket.
Joan turned into a bee-human form, fluttered his wings and flew up to Cloud Giant’s desk, glancing close to the ink tank, the ink inside had already dried up.
There is also a large two-inch thick plasterboard on the writing desk, like a liner under parchment when writing.
Joan fluttered his wings and flew directly over the gypsum board. Looking closely out of curiosity, he noticed that there were slight scratches left on it.
I don’t know how many centuries ago, a giant cloud sat here writing and writing. The force of the pen tip passed through the back of the paper, inadvertently leaving some marks on the softer gypsum liner.
What he saw in front of him made Joan more curious. When the plaster liner was last used, it was spread on the parchment paper. What was it written?
Too long ago, the gypsum board had shown signs of weathering, and the scratches on the surface were faint and blurry. Sometimes, Joan looked at it for more than half an hour. His eyes looked sour, but he still puzzled.
To understand what is depicted on the plasterboard, Joanne must make those nearly disappearing scratches of the letters appear clearly.
The first thing he thought of was to apply "restoration technique" to the gypsum liner, and he realized that this was not a good idea.
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