Jose communicated with the original body and summoned some imperial soldiers in a direction, asking the imperial soldiers to clean up the battlefield and gather the remaining enemies.

He himself fell to the earth, next to the corpse of the Necromancer, sorting out the relics of the Necromancer, hoping to find clues from it.

Two rings, a bone staff, and a dimensional bag, are the entire wealth of the Necromancer.

"Ha, poor man," Jose raised his eyebrows in disgust.

"It's better than nothing," he put away the two rings and the bone staff.

The three types of equipment are all ordinary goods and are not qualified to enter the collection room, but they are still good to reward subordinates.

He picked up the remaining dimensional bag, erased the remaining spiritual marks of the necromancer, stumbled into it, and saw what was inside the dimensional bag.

A bunch of changing clothes, two boxes of gold coins, and some mixed magical materials.

"Finished," Jose found a book from the corner of the dimensional bag and took it out.

I flipped through it casually and looked at the general content of the book: "Very good, the mages have good habits of writing diaries."

He looked at it at a glance.

After reading the diary, he frowned slightly. The Necromancer did not write the secret in the diary. Most of the diary recorded were magic research and daily life.

Of course, Jose did not gain anything at all. He was more interested in a word in his diary.

"Under-sea tunnel," Jose murmured to himself.

"The undead actually dug an undersea tunnel between the Storm Strait and the mainland. It's incredible," he turned his sight to the west, and the sound of water flowing faintly came from the west.

Jose glanced at the surface and saw that the soldiers of the Empire were arresting members of the fleeing [Psychic Sect], and had almost no decent resistance. The members of the [Psychic Sect] were like scared chickens, chased and ran away.

The soldiers of the Empire were enough to handle the situation here.

He no longer hesitated, turned his head and flew west, found a passage and drilled into it.

Moving forward in the passage, the rustling sound of the water flow became louder and louder, and finally became like thunder.

"This is the impact of the waterfall. Is there a waterfall in the dark area?" Jose was curious and continued to move forward.

After breaking out of the cave, his eyes were bright and cheerful, he came to another dark area.

"Wow," Jose couldn't help but exclaim.

To the west of this dark area, endless sea water surged out from the rock wall, forming a huge water curtain. The water curtain flowed into the huge crack below, and a large amount of foam surging on the water surface, and the sound of water hitting was thunderous.

Water vapor hit him, and he flew above the waterfall and turned his sight to the crack, which was pitch black in the crack, and he didn't know where the sea water was flowing.

After searching for a while, he found the passage recorded in the Necromancer's diary, but the passage was artificially destroyed, and it had just been destroyed not long ago.

"It's really cautious," Jose turned and left.

He was not surprised by this result. Marganis left a backup plan on the Necromancer. As soon as the Necromancer died, Marganis naturally received the news and immediately destroyed the passage to the [Psychic Sect] lair.

The passage was destroyed, but it didn't matter. He knew that the [Psychic Sect]'s nest was located on the Lost Continent on the other side of the Storm Strait, and it was worthwhile to get this news.

When he returned to the camp, the imperial soldiers had captured all the remnants of the [Psychic Sect], clamped their hands with iron chains, and carried iron chains on their feet, gathered together, and were kept under the supervision of the soldiers.

"Sir, under the Fifth Legion of the Empire, Carter, the captain of the elite brigade, reported to you," the Orc Commander saluted.

"A total of twenty-three cultists were arrested in this battle, including two master cults, three high-level cults, six middle-level cults, four first-level cults, and the rest were ordinary people."

Jose nodded slightly and signaled that he understood: "Take two master-level cult seniors to meet me."

"Abide by the order!"

After a while, four soldiers came over with two cultists. Both were wearing black robes commonly used by [Psychological Sect], but the black robes at this time were not as mysterious as before. They were stained with a lot of soil and grass roots, making the two look particularly embarrassed.

"Either answer my question or die," Jose glanced at the two of them, and a legendary strongman burst out from his body, scaring them to the point of trembling.

"The first question, do you know Marganis?"

The two cultists looked at each other and didn't speak.

"Hmph!" Jose snorted coldly.

"Carter, let them taste the imperial interrogation methods."

"As for your order! Lord!" The orc commander received the order and called two soldiers.

The two soldiers were ready to rub their hands, laughing maliciously with excitement, and holding towels in their hands approached the two cult hikers step by step.

The two cultists felt something was wrong and struggled hard, but they could not break free from the iron-plied hands of the Imperial soldiers. They were forced to drag and tied to a wooden stake, and even their heads could not move.

The soldier in charge of interrogation covered the towel on the faces of the two cult elements, touched his hand to the marching kettle on his waist, picked up the kettle but felt that it was empty, and his face changed slightly.

"Sir, there's no water."

"Get out of the way, I have water," an ogre came forward with malicious intentions and unbuttoned his belt...

Three minutes later.

The two cultists were thrown to the ground like dead dogs, their eyes were bloodshot, their chests were fluctuating violently, and they greedily inhaled air.

Jose raised his eyebrows: "Can you say it now? Let's continue if you don't say it."

The two of them were almost tortured and nodded in a hurry.

"Mr. Marganis is our new leader. His Majesty the King has entrusted him with the [Psychic Sect], but we have never seen him."

The cultist was afraid that Jose would not believe it, so he hurriedly added: "It's true. After all, we are just small people. Only the [Death Oath] in the camp has seen Marganis."

The lie detector magic did not respond, which means that both did not lie.

Jose then asked, "Do you know where Marganis is now?"

"have no idea."

As expected, he continued, "Tell me, what is the situation of the undersea tunnel and the lost continent."

“…”

Through interrogation of the two, Jose obtained some valuable information.

First of all, there is only one undersea tunnel, and at least two people only know this one.

Secondly, the headquarters of the [Psychic Sect] is indeed on the Lost Continent, but not on the surface, but in the dark area under the Lost Continent. The specific location of the two are not clear.

Finally, there was a conflict within the [Psychic Sect], and Marganis wanted to sacrifice [Psychic Sect] to achieve a certain goal, but the Eternal Night King stayed with Tedanor's subordinates and disagreed, and the two sects fought openly and secretly.

The Imperial soldiers took two cultists down, and Jose fell into deep thought.

He was a little surprised. He originally thought that the stronghold was just a large stronghold, but he did not expect that it was the [Psychic Sect] in the main base of the Tedanor Continent, and was responsible for guarding the undersea passage.

"Although the seabed passage was destroyed, I finally found the clues of the headquarters of the [Psychic Sect], and it was not a waste of time."

"However, compared to the [Psychic Sect], the Marganis who suddenly popped up is more noteworthy."

At this point, Jose made a decision in his mind and sent the message to the original body, allowing the original body to use the resources of the empire to find the information of the mysterious demigod, Marganis.

……………………………………

The Forse Empire, the Modo Peak Forest, and the upside down magic tower under the Red Fort.

The emperor of the Empire put down the drawings in his hand. The drawings were drawn with a crown. In the center of the crown was a huge gem, which was exactly [Heart of the Earth].

"Marganis," Jose searched his memory, but there was no result.

"It seems that he is a mysterious demigod who has never heard of before, but the possibility of pseudonym is not ruled out," he murmured to himself.

After thinking about it, he contacted his disciple, the great elf lord - Tilly.

The moon elves have been passed down from ancient times to the present, and they may have known the news about "Marganis".

The magic energy formed a bust in front of the red dragon, which was the former Moon Elf Princess and the current Elf Lord - Tilly.

"Good morning, teacher," the elf said shyly.

"Good morning," Jose straight to the point: "My student, I just learned the name of the mysterious demigod who replaced the Eternal Night King - Marganis. Do you have any impression of this name?"

"Marganis?" the elf frowned slightly.

"I seem to have seen this name somewhere..."

Jose saw Tilly's distressed look: "Don't worry, you have plenty of time to think about it slowly."

Tilly's eyes suddenly widened: "I remembered!"

She shouted excitedly: "Marganis! He is the devil! He is the mastermind behind the destroying the Elf Empire! The devil who instigated the elves of the Ri, Yue and Star tribes to fight!"

"It's him," Jose frowned, recalling the history of the elf.

Six thousand years ago, the Elf Empire was extremely powerful. The three superior elves and nobles of the Sun, Moon and Star jointly ruled, ruled the entire Tedanor Continent, and established a brilliant elf civilization. The tentacles of the Elf Empire even extended to the star realm, and had some connections with the heavens and all realms, and even traded.

However, for some reason, the sun elves and the moon elves among the three superior elves had differences. Over time, the contradictions became increasingly greater and the differences were irreconcilable.

When language cannot solve the problem, it is time to speak with your fists.

The war broke out.

The star elves, led by the former elf prince, Sylvesson, run back and forth between the sun elves and the moon elves, working hard for peace.

Later, the Sun Elves and the Moon Elves believed the rumors and believed that the conflict between the two clans was a conspiracy of the Star Elves. The Star Elves sowed the conflict between the two clans, causing both tribes to suffer losses and reap the benefits of the fisherman to rule the entire continent.

The two tribes who "awakened" turned their guns and kept aiming at the star elves. The tragedy inevitably happened.
To be continued...