When Alex opened his eyes, the desert in front of him was already different.
It was unknown if the Lunar Chi had blown away the layers of desert earlier, revealing the scene beneath the desert. This place turned out to be a city.
That was right. A huge city lay beneath the desert.
Alex got up. Those gods in the Pantheon Tomb became quiet one after another.
It was until a certain moment that someone exclaimed, “D*mn. Isn’t this the Sinless City of the Witch Kingdom?”
“What? This place is the Sinless City in the ancient legends?”
“During the heyday of the Witch Kingdom, the Sinless City suddenly disappeared. The most important sacrificial altar of gods in the Witch Kingdom also vanished at the same time.”
“This place…”
“This place is the sacrificial altar of gods!”
“We are the offerings on the sacrificial altar!”
After figuring out something, the gods in the tomb seemed to have come to their senses. Even so, such a result devastated them even more.
Although those people were ancient gods, the Sinless City and the sacrificial altar of gods were existences used by the top-notch warlock to worship the god of creation. The place contained robust laws and various miracles, such that the top-notch warlock back then dared not mess with it.
Who the heck was that monk?
Why did he have to sacrifice them on the sacrificial altar of gods that had disappeared countless years from the Sinless City of the Witch Kingdom? Moreover, an entire century had passed.
Alex described the characteristics of the Undying Clan.
The next second, a woman’s voice said, “Divine Monarch White Bone, could it be this so-called Undying Clan made by your White Bone Scepter?”
Another voice said, “Most likely.”
‘What the hell?’ Alex was slightly dumbfounded when he heard that.
Such a powerful Undying Clan was something made by a magical treasure of a god buried in this tomb?
“Where the heck is that White Bone Scepter of yours?
“Is it inside your coffin?”
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