Chapter 92 - 92: Secrets of the Forging Hammer
Chapter 92 - 92: Secrets of the Forging Hammer
"Master Sylvus, you are..."
Ronald furrowed his brows as he looked at the Forging Hammer in Sylvus' hand.
"What? Can't I take a look?"
Sylvus asked teasingly.
Ronald hesitated but ultimately said nothing and closed his mouth.
Sylvus then turned his gaze to the Forging Hammer.
At this moment, the hammer was entirely black, but there were white patterns on it that formed a map.
"This doesn't seem to be Eslar continent."
Sylvus squinted.
Previously, Boon had given him a map of the Eslar continent, but there were no markings or records of this area on that map.
"Could it be that the continent has changed over time, and that's why this location isn't on the current map of Eslar?"
It wasn't impossible. This map had been drawn by the Titan race, so it could be over ten thousand years old.
Eslar continent from ten thousand years ago must have been different from what it is now.
After memorizing the map, Sylvus finally tossed the Forging Hammer back to Ronald and the others, who were watching eagerly.
"Elder, quickly bring the map."
Taking the Forging Hammer, Ronald immediately ordered.
A dwarven elder quickly brought over a map.
But the result was the same as Sylvus had thought.
There was no matching location on the current map of Eslar continent.
"This map was drawn many years ago. Do you think the Eslar continent of the past was the same as it is now?"
Sylvus asked with a smile.
Ronald froze for a moment and then let out a bitter smile.
The Eslar continent from ten thousand years ago certainly couldn't be the same as it is today.
So, does this mean the map is useless?
"Elder, inform all of our people. We need to
At the same time, countless undead had gathered around the Tower of the Undead.
They all roared, eager to head to Eslar continent and unleash destruction!
In the Abyss:
"This is bad. This time, all twelve undead kings are working together to break the divine sealing domain. Our power is weakening, and soon we won't be able to hold them back."
"Quickly, send word to the others. We need their help. We cannot let the undead break into Eslar continent, or the consequences will be catastrophic."
"The message has already been sent. The humans, elves, and dwarves have been notified. They will soon send reinforcements."
Dozens of Magic Emperor-level powerhouses were pale-faced.
They had already expended most of their life force trying to repair the occasional cracks in the divine sealing domain.
In their current state, they could only hold on for three more days.
Meanwhile, the humans, elves, and dwarves had also received the urgent message from the Abyss.
Powerful individuals from across the continent were gathering and heading toward the Abyss.
Sylvus, unaware that the entire Eslar continent was on the brink of disaster, had spent several days traveling and finally reached the southern part of the continent.
However, what surprised him was that the further south he went, the fewer living creatures he encountered.
At times, he couldn't even spot a single magical beast.
"I'll find a place to rest for the night. The system shop refreshes tonight,"
Sylvus thought as he flew a little further. Eventually, he spotted an inn.
"'Turn Back Inn'? Are they telling me I should turn back?"
Sylvus chuckled to himself as he approached the inn.
The place was eerily quiet. There wasn't a single guest, and even the innkeeper was nowhere to be seen.
"Do you need a room?"
Just as Sylvus was feeling puzzled, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
Startled, he quickly turned around and saw an elderly man with white hair and a hunched back staring at him.
"This old man is no ordinary person. Even with my strength as a Mage Archmage, I didn't notice him approach."
Sylvus narrowed his eyes, realizing the man's power.
"Yes, I need a room. Are you the innkeeper? Why is this place called 'Turn Back Inn'?"
Sylvus asked, looking directly at the old man.
Hearing Sylvus' question, the old man finally raised his head and looked him in the eye.
But when Sylvus saw the old man's eyes, his expression suddenly changed.
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