Just as Ian was planning to prove himself, suddenly, a massive hand appeared from the hole above the palace, clearly belonging to the War God, Ares.
"You all are really noisy!"
War God Ares grabbed rlin and Ian directly and threw them both far away, "It’s fine to disturb , but you can’t wake those who slumber..."
Without fully hearing what this War God was saying, Ian and rlin were tossed very far away, so far that it was like they were "expelled" from Helheim.
A dizzying whirl of sky and earth.
Ian shook his head, once again seeing the colorful rlin. However, rlin was lying in front of the Bronze Gate, his butt sticking up, slowly waking up, taking the ti of three stout n taking turns.
"It seems rlin’s soul just entered Helheim, perhaps when we passed through the Bronze Gate, his soul had already completely separated from his body..."
Ian looked up at the Bronze Gate, seemingly lost in thought, watching rlin struggle to get up from the ground and even showing signs of vomiting, while he himself didn’t feel any discomfort.
This might just be the difference between soul travel and body travel.
"I want to leave this place!" rlin, who got up from the ground, almost ran outside the ruins without looking back, as if this place brought him too many bad experiences.
Ian followed closely behind.
However.
Just as they were about to completely leave the underground ruins, stepping out of this underground palace.
"Don’t forget your promise to the gods, divh." A sudden authoritative voice rang by the Little Wizard’s ear, as if the War God Ares was reminding him through ti and space.
"What promise?"
"Are you scamming ?"
Ian couldn’t help but ask.
But he didn’t get a response.
Perhaps as he stepped out of the underground palace, War God Ares could no longer project his voice to his side, after all, he was not in his full form, just the shell of War God Ares.
So divine power still existed, that’s a definitely vague question.
"Alright, Great Mage, we visited the tomb, now let’s discuss the previous wager." As soon as Ian exited the tomb, he imdiately wanted to demand what he won from rlin.
He knew in his heart.
After recent experiences.
rlin may plan to keep his distance from him.
"Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten." rlin sighed, pulling out a stone and a delicate box from his chest and tossing them both to Ian.
He seed to still be catching his breath, leaning against a tree and retching repeatedly—which indeed polluted the environnt, but it could be considered as fertilizer for the forest.
Though the forest might not need fertilizer, surrounded by lush vegetation, birds singing happily in the branches, starkly different from the mysterious and dangerous Helheim just now.
"Great Mage, you do have so integrity." Ian got what he wanted and breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn’t help but look back at the cliff wall which had returned to normal.
If nothing unexpected happens.
This would definitely not be his last ti coming to this place.
After all,
The magic of Evil Energy Burst hasn’t been set up, which surely ans he would return one day, but he couldn’t imagine what situation would lead him to set up such magic here.
"In your eyes, what kind of image do I have, don’t tell future evaluations of are poor?" rlin finally couldn’t resist asking Ian.
"How do I say this, I love reading, everyone in our academy loves reading, so in our academy’s lounge, I’ve read ’rlin’s Secret Lover: A Legend of Magic and Betrayal’, ’rlin and the Forest Witch: A Cursed Love’, ’Forgotten Wife and Children: rlin’s Dark Secret’, ’rlin’s Seven Loves: From Mortal to Legend’ and ’rlin and His Beastly n’..." Ian continued to spew out these historical stories.
With each book title ntioned.
rlin’s eyelids twitched even more violently. Just while rlin was speechless and helpless, Ian opened the box to examine the Ancient Ti Converter.
"Oh! My god! Are you wizards?"
A voice suddenly appeared.
It turned out.
Sohow, a handso young man had appeared in the forest, staring at rlin and Ian dressed as wizards, he directly cried out in surprise.
"Hmm?"
Ian’s gaze wasn’t on the young man’s appearance, but on the bird perched on the young man’s shoulder—a fiery red bird, watching him and rlin vigilantly.
"Whoa! A Phoenix!"
He exclaid in surprise.
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