Chapter 84 Ancient Magic

"Deep Blue, identify what the slate is."

Herag closed his eyes and sat on the ground to rest for a while. His head still felt buzzing and a little dizzy.

Deep Blue quickly gave the result: "The probability of it being an ancient magic slate is 6%."

"Ancient magic slate..." Herag understood what it was.

A long time ago in ancient times, there were wizards at that time.

But there was no paper at that time, so other carriers were used to record spells.

Some would use human or animal bones to record spells, and some would use animal fur.

The slate in front of him is a more advanced recording carrier. Generally, only very powerful spells will be recorded on the slate.

"It should be a first-level spell." Herag thought about it and came to this conclusion.

Only a first-level spell could make him dizzy after looking at it for a while. No matter how advanced the zero-level spell is, it would not have such an effect. It is not of the same order of magnitude.

"Deep Blue, scan and record every detail of the slate." Herag gave the order.

This kind of slate is an extremely precious treasure. The spells recorded on it are of high value. The ancient magic that can be recorded and passed down on the slate is not simple.

Ancient society was mostly in the form of tribes and ethnic groups. This kind of ancient magic recorded on the slate is likely to be the core heritage of the tribe and the guarantee for their survival in that era.

Herag had read in some magic history books that the characteristics of this ancient magic are extremely strong combat power and the most important thing is to improve the actual combat power.

After all, in that primitive era, the first problem was to survive, and to fight with countless beasts and monsters in order to survive the tribe.

Therefore, this kind of ancient magic is very precious, and countless wizards want to obtain this ancient magic to enhance their own combat power.

"The scanning record has been completed." Deep Blue spent a few minutes recording every detail of the slate.

Herag glanced at the video data recorded by Deep Blue, and always felt that it was still not stable.

Such an important slate, if you just look at the picture to study it, it will definitely be useful, and some important information may be missing.

He walked around the stone slab and suddenly had a bold idea.

"Why don't I just move the whole stone slab away?"

The stone slab is two meters high and fifty centimeters wide, buried in the soil below.

Herag squatted down with a shovel for digging herbs, dug the soil below, and found that the stone slab was not buried very deep and could be dug out.

It was difficult to carry or hold this stone slab out, but Herag had a space ring.

He glanced at the space ring. Although it was already filled with a lot of things, it was still no problem to put down this stone slab.

"The only question is, is there really an owner here?"

Herag found a problem, if this place really belonged to a wizard.

This ancient magic stone slab is so precious, why did he just leave it here without any defensive measures.

He, a second-class wizard apprentice, can touch here, and other stronger wizards will definitely be easier.

Herag thought for a while and came to no conclusion, unable to determine whether there is an owner here.

He squatted next to the stone slab and began to dig the soil at the bottom.

Herag dug the ground very carefully, fearing that he would damage the main body of the stone slab, which was a precious treasure.

After digging carefully for half an hour, the soil at the bottom was basically dug out.

Herag tried to move the stone slab and found that it could be lifted up.

He then put the stone slab into the space ring, which was also smooth.

With an extra stone slab in the space ring, the internal space seemed a bit narrow.

Herag looked at the remaining earth pit on the spot and touched the back of his head: "If this really belongs to a wizard, I'm afraid I'll end up a bit miserable if I get caught."

The wizard who can make such a large area must be stronger than Herag can contend with.

Now he can only pray that the wizard will come back later, and he will run away as long as he can get out at dawn.

His trip here can be said to be quite fruitful. Not only did he get a bunch of potion materials, but he also accidentally got this ancient magic slab.

Herag calculated that normally, it should be dawn in about half an hour.

If the information the blacksmith said was correct, he would have a chance to leave in half an hour.

The problem was that Herag didn't know whether the spiders outside would leave, as they were living creatures after all.

The blacksmith's existence could only be regarded as souls, and it was normal for them to hide after dawn.

But those spiders were flesh and blood, and Herag was not sure whether the spider group would disperse after dawn.

He walked around the square and carefully observed every place.

The decorations and carvings in other places were very old, but they were all ordinary stone carvings.

Herag checked every corner of the square and found nothing valuable.

After confirming that everything was correct, Herag carefully touched the entrance of the cave with a lantern.

He kept a certain distance from the entrance of the cave, and then stopped going outside.

Herag learned from Deep Blue that there were still many spiders outside, and the sky outside was already a little light.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that it is about to dawn, but fortunately the sunrise here is normal."

As the sky became brighter, the spiders outside began to become restless.

Some spiders outside the cave have already started to move towards the nest, and the spiders blocking the cave entrance have also begun to shift their attention. They no longer stare at the cave, but crawl around in place.

Ten minutes later, the spider group began to retreat on a large scale.

A large number of spiders began to turn and retreat towards the pine forest where the nest was located, and a large number of rustling sounds were heard.

This sound, which originally made Herag's scalp tingle, became very pleasant at this moment. Herag felt that a big stone weighing on his heart was finally put down.

Herag hid at the entrance of the cave and waited until dawn.

After dawn, he still did not rush out, but waited for the sun's rays to completely shine down, and then he stood at the entrance of the cave and observed the outside.

There were still many traces of spiders crawling in the forest outside, and there were still a lot of spider silk hanging on the branches.

Herag quietly passed through the forest and looked at the fields in the distance from a distance.

To his surprise, there were no fields there at all.

"It's this location. I remember it correctly." Herag was very sure that his memory was correct. The field where the potion materials were planted was indeed in this location.

But now there was a bush, full of various low plants and weeds.

Herag approached carefully. He observed the bottom of the bushes and found no signs of cultivation.

"What's going on..." He was a little confused.

"Deep Blue, is this a field where dragon beard grass and other potion materials are planted?" Herag doubted his eyes and asked Deep Blue.