The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 841 - 0838: Time Diamond (Third Update, Alliance Hierarch Extra 6/150)
Chapter 841: Chapter 0838: Time Diamond (Third Update, Alliance Hierarch Extra 6/150)
Having descended from the back of the Formless Dragon, Liszt found no need to conceal his presence and began his investigation of the ruined stone tower immediately.
The tower appeared to be an Ancient Magician’s Mage Tower, with a style that could no longer be identified. It covered a large area, probably a few hundred square meters; the upper half had collapsed, while the bottom half still had two intact stories. The original wooden doors had likely rotted away, replaced with large rocks to block the entrance by the Moon Slayers.
After prying open the rocks, Liszt took a brief look and then entered the interior of the stone tower.
Sunlight filtered through the cracks in the walls, so it wasn’t too dark inside. It was clear that the tower had once functioned akin to a “library,” with rows of stone-carved bookshelves. Unfortunately, not a single book remained on the shelves, only thick layers of dust.
The staircase was still there, carved from stone, and felt very sturdy underfoot.
On the second floor was a vast, empty room; it was uncertain what its purpose had been. The floor nearby had collapsed, and the sunlight streaming in created a huge bright spot. A few weeds grew in the spot, seemingly often subjected to the wind and sun without much protection.
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“The Native’s Treasure should be here; it’s very likely to be something left by an Ancient Magician. But what could it be?” Liszt activated his Eye of Magic and began to scan the decrepit stone tower.
He found no trace of magic light feedback, nor any object that looked like a treasure.
The first floor was empty; the second floor was just as bare. According to Qui, the Listener of the Mountain Corner Tribe, the ruined tower was a place of worship for the ancestors’ leftover treasures. Qui had no idea what the treasure was, but now it seemed that even if there had been a treasure, it was likely moved after the tower’s collapse.
“Wait, that’s not right. Qui was talking about this very ruined stone tower, which means it should’ve been collapsed back then… What exactly is going on here? Let me go up and have a look.”
He walked to the area where the floor had broken and leaped onto it.
Half of the third floor had collapsed.
Unexpectedly, the Eye of Magic detected a faint trace of magic light feedback, emanating from a pile of chaotic rubble. He quickly dug through the rubble and extracted the glowing object—a broken stone scepter with a few stony fingers still attached to the handle.
In other words, this stone scepter had originally been a part of a larger statue.
The magic feedback was shining from the top of the stone scepter, a large round gemstone carved from an unknown type of rock, albeit its light seemed very obscure.
“Seems the rock is encasing something, preventing the light from shining through?” Liszt pondered for a moment, confirmed that the outer stone was indeed not a magic item, and began to gently tap at it. After applying force continually, the rock finally cracked open, and then shattered entirely, revealing the true item inside.
The light exploded in an instant, like a lamp lit in the dark.
Only when Liszt disabled his Eye of Magic did he clearly see that inside the stone scepter was enclosed a short metal scepter. The scepter, about as long as an adult’s arm, had its top embedded with a sparkling gemstone that shone in iridescent colors. The rich Aura of Magic gave Liszt a heart-pounding sensation.
This was certainly a rare gemstone, not one produced by any Gemstone Dragon.
He slowly drew the metal scepter from inside the stone scepter and brought the gemstone at the top near his eyes to examine it closely. The gemstone had countless facets, each of them incredibly smooth, mirror-like enough to reflect his own face. However, as Liszt started to pay attention to the faces on it, his pupils dilated sharply.
In the reflection, he saw the face of an old man.
When he whipped around, expecting someone to have approached him, he found nothing but emptiness behind him, save for the Formless Dragon napping upon a distant mountaintop.
No creature could evade the Formless Dragon’s surveillance and approach him silently.
“What now?”
With great puzzlement, he looked again at one of the gemstone’s facets. This time, after the reflection of the face emerged, it changed into the face of a child.
He turned around once more, and still, there was nothing behind him.
No one was approaching, and those reflected faces could only possibly come from within the gemstone itself. Liszt felt slightly relieved and continued to observe. Indeed, countless cross-sectional surfaces flashed with countless faces of different ages, but he quickly began to breathe rapidly, for he realized something all these faces had in common.
They looked incredibly similar to Liszt’s own face—some of the youthful faces were unmistakably his own.
He blinked, and the faces reflected in the gemstone blinked as well, whether they were those of children or of the elderly.
After a moment’s study, he had an epiphany, “Interesting, the faces reflected by this gemstone are simply those of myself at different ages… As expected, I’ve been handsome from youth to old age, each year so charming… Truly a peculiar gem, as if it possesses the magic power of time.”
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“Hmm?”
“The magic power of time?”
Liszt suddenly paused, “Time, the magic of time, this… could it be possible that this gemstone was produced by one of the Sacred Dragons, the Twilight Dragon?”
The Twilight Dragon represents the power of time, unseen by anyone, and no one knows how it exists. However, now, holding this metal scepter and looking at the gemstone reflecting his face at various ages, he sharply connected the two, perhaps this gemstone was indeed the product of the Twilight Dragon.
The Formless Dragon produces Space Gems, creating independent spaces.
The gem produced by the Twilight Dragon would naturally carry the property of time.
He tried to store the metal scepter in his Space Ring, but no matter how he wrapped it in magic power, the scepter couldn’t be absorbed by the Space Ring. Particularly when his magic power enveloped the special gemstone, it felt as if time was passing by, and the magic power slowly dispersed.
He couldn’t retrieve it back.
“Truly magical, could this indeed be the power of the Twilight Dragon, a kind of magic power related to time?” Liszt still couldn’t confirm the properties of this gemstone.
But that didn’t hinder him from temporarily naming it—the Time Diamond.
The metal scepter is the Time Scepter.
Holding the scepter and admiring the Time Diamond as it twinkled in the sunlight with its radiant multicolored light, Liszt felt exceedingly content, “Time Scepter, what kind of incredible, unfathomable power do you have? How did those Ancient Magicians use you? Does finding you mean finding a clue to the Twilight Dragon?”
The Formless Dragon was already in his possession, the power of the Smoke Dragon was wrapped around him, a piece of the Jade Dragon’s corpse was found, and now the gemstone of the Twilight Dragon also fell into his hands.
Only the Immortal Dragon, which represented life, had yet to intersect with Liszt.
Perhaps one day he would gather all five Sacred Dragons and become the most powerful Holy Dragon Knight in the world. Of course, the Sacred Dragons might not be the most mystical dragons: “The Dragon of the Magic Web must be the most terrifying dragon I’ve ever seen, and the Moon Dragon must be a dragon powerful beyond measure.”
These two dragons seemed to be even more powerful than the Sacred Dragons.
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One must eat rice one spoonful at a time. Picking up the Time Scepter, touching upon the clues of the Twilight Dragon, he was very pleased with today’s gains. He placed the Time Scepter on his belt and focused his attention on the shattered Rock Scepter.
“To hide such magic equipment that looks like a Divine Artifact as the Time Scepter inside a sculpture, what was the purpose of the Ancient Magician? I remember the Mermaid’s Tear found from the Fish Ugly Temple was also hanging on a statue of a mermaid. It seems these ancient powers all liked to create statues of themselves?”
He continued to sift through the debris, trying to find other parts of the statue, but after searching through the piles of rubble, he was unable to find any remaining parts of the statue.
Maybe they had already eroded with the passage of time, turning back into ordinary rocks.
