Chapter 880
The elves, whom Qing has seen, are part of the Cangyue Alliance.I heard that in the earliest Cangyue Alliance, the elves were dominant. With the growing strength of other natural creature races, and wars and other factors, the status of the elves is not as lofty as in the past. The status of other races is the same.
So this kind of text that Qing can't understand is the text of the ancient elves.Mastering a new language is beneficial to the next exploration, and Qing has no reason to choose no.
After using this [Book of Ancient Elven Language], the books in Qing's hands followed those bookshelves, turned into a handful of ashes, and were scattered on the ground by Qing.
"My warrior, please meet me in the sanctuary." The voice reappeared in Qing's ear.
Qing does not believe that the owner of the voice cannot feel his suspicion, unless the other party is mentally retarded, but there is still no change.It really piqued his interest.
"What's the name? What happened?" Qing spoke the ancient Elvish language, so it was natural to use it after learning it.
"My name is Loris, the goddess of the mountains. I was deceived by the rebel believers and left the mountains and came to the temple. They sealed me in the temple in order to extract my divine power. Young warrior, I I feel that the outside world is facing a catastrophe, let me pray for you with my last ounce of energy..."
"Okay, Goddess. How can I find you? Where is the location of the church?" Qing replied with "firmness" in his tone.
"Be careful... Believers." The voice of the goddess gradually decreased until it disappeared.Qing asked again, but there was no response.This guy is a liar, he was so fluent when he made up a story just now.
Regardless of whether this Goddess Loris is real or not, the other party finally met that believer. Could it be that there are still traces of those so-called believers in the underground palace?
Qing thought for a while, then shook his head, but unfortunately he is not a contractor or a hunter, and needs special units to drop treasure chests.Even if these "believers" are killed, it is estimated that the benefits will not be great.
Walking out of this room, Qing returned to the corridor and looked at the wall on that side.Now he recognizes the words above.
【The jungle cannot be defiled...】
【The flower of rebirth blooms on the dead wood...】
【Destroyed King, Loyal Knight... Those who forge blood and soul...】
[Flags waving, horns humming]
[Obsession is woven into a fog, and the soul is trapped in it. 】
……
Before, Qing could only see that it was a kind of writing, but now after learning the ancient elf language, he could recognize the writing on the wall.At the same time, I also recognized that these words were written by different people, not inscribed by one person.
"The obsession is woven into a mist...doesn't it refer to that?" Seeing this sentence, Qing immediately thought of the mysterious mist in the Misty Forest. Could this be the origin of the mist.
"The riddle man is dead!" These words are half and half, and the meaning is still unclear. Qing can only write them down, unable to understand the meaning.
After Qing looked at the entire wall, after confirming that there was nothing else to gain except for these words, he refocused on the room on the right.He just opened the second room, and harvested the [Book of Ancient Elven Language] in it, so are there any similar items in other rooms that are still preserved?
It doesn't need too many. If there is one in every room, there are seven or eight rooms in this aisle.It adds up to seven or eight props.
Qing came to the door of the first room. There was no handle or lock on it.If the door of the second room hadn't been opened in front of him, he wasn't even sure that the doors of these rooms could be opened.
boom!
There was no response from the door, and Qing was not polite, and kicked it with her foot.Anyway, the process of kicking the door was really comfortable.
A piece of the door was sunken, and there were no traps or the like.As long as Qing comes with two kicks, he can kick the door open.
da da da da...
Just when Qing was about to kick open the door of this room with all his might, he heard footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor.And the footsteps are hurried, it sounds like they are running.There is no doubt that the owner of this footstep is coming towards Qing's position.
For the sake of caution, Qing retreated to the corridor and leaned against the corner wall.Soon footsteps appeared in the aisle, close to where he kicked the door
Qing summoned a small flower spirit, and flapped its wings to stay in mid-air.Hua Zhiling poked his head out quietly, and shared his vision with Qing.
What is seen is a backside, a humanoid creature wearing a black cloak.The black cloak extended all the way to the ankles, the edges were tattered, and there were many holes in it.
Pay attention to the ankle position, only the cape, no feet.It is certain that this guy is definitely not human.The other party turned around and scanned the surroundings, as if looking for the source of the movement.
Qing also saw the appearance of the other party clearly, the appearance was a thin, dry, sloppy mummy with gray-brown skin.A pair of eyes only have the whites of the eyes, no eyeballs, and the corners of the mouth maintain an upward arc, revealing a feeling of madness.
This guy raised one hand and kept it on his chest. His fingers were also skinny and dry.And the other hand was hidden in the black robe.The other party's behavior didn't look very smart, it seemed that he was only attracted by the sound of Qing kicking the door.
"This guy is the believer that the goddess said? Wait, this guy has no feet, and the footsteps..." Just as Qing thought of this, he felt the sound of breaking through the air behind him.
Qing resolutely lowered his body, and the air flow passed over his head.Hearing the attack behind him, and touching the wall, Qingtou didn't turn his head, and swept his legs backwards.The opponent kicked the wall with one foot, and now he is standing on one foot. With such a sweep, the opponent can immediately lose his center of gravity.
However, Qing miscalculated, he did kick something.The line of sight also looked over, it was a pair of skeleton legs, and there was nothing else.
"Hehe..." The black-robed believer let out a hoarse laugh and floated over.The pair of skeleton legs made a rattling sound and returned under the believer's black robe.
"..." Qing was speechless, what kind of physiological structure is this, a combination of mummy and skeleton?By the way, I also ate a split devil fruit, and the organs can move out of the body. I don't know if it is limited to these skeleton legs.
"Put yourself in the embrace of...God." The black-robed believer seemed to have not spoken human words for thousands of years... Maybe it was thousands of years, and it was extremely difficult to say a few words.
"Okay." Qing smiled and approached the other party, his fists were already entwined with energy.
"My God..." Hearing Qing's reply, the believer in black raised his hand that had been on his chest as if he hadn't seen his movements.There was a bit of excitement in the hoarse voice.
boom!
Qing's fist landed fiercely on the head of the black-robed believer, sending the opponent's head and body flying out and hitting the wall.The pair of skeleton legs remained in place.
(End of this chapter)
The elves, whom Qing has seen, are part of the Cangyue Alliance.I heard that in the earliest Cangyue Alliance, the elves were dominant. With the growing strength of other natural creature races, and wars and other factors, the status of the elves is not as lofty as in the past. The status of other races is the same.
So this kind of text that Qing can't understand is the text of the ancient elves.Mastering a new language is beneficial to the next exploration, and Qing has no reason to choose no.
After using this [Book of Ancient Elven Language], the books in Qing's hands followed those bookshelves, turned into a handful of ashes, and were scattered on the ground by Qing.
"My warrior, please meet me in the sanctuary." The voice reappeared in Qing's ear.
Qing does not believe that the owner of the voice cannot feel his suspicion, unless the other party is mentally retarded, but there is still no change.It really piqued his interest.
"What's the name? What happened?" Qing spoke the ancient Elvish language, so it was natural to use it after learning it.
"My name is Loris, the goddess of the mountains. I was deceived by the rebel believers and left the mountains and came to the temple. They sealed me in the temple in order to extract my divine power. Young warrior, I I feel that the outside world is facing a catastrophe, let me pray for you with my last ounce of energy..."
"Okay, Goddess. How can I find you? Where is the location of the church?" Qing replied with "firmness" in his tone.
"Be careful... Believers." The voice of the goddess gradually decreased until it disappeared.Qing asked again, but there was no response.This guy is a liar, he was so fluent when he made up a story just now.
Regardless of whether this Goddess Loris is real or not, the other party finally met that believer. Could it be that there are still traces of those so-called believers in the underground palace?
Qing thought for a while, then shook his head, but unfortunately he is not a contractor or a hunter, and needs special units to drop treasure chests.Even if these "believers" are killed, it is estimated that the benefits will not be great.
Walking out of this room, Qing returned to the corridor and looked at the wall on that side.Now he recognizes the words above.
【The jungle cannot be defiled...】
【The flower of rebirth blooms on the dead wood...】
【Destroyed King, Loyal Knight... Those who forge blood and soul...】
[Flags waving, horns humming]
[Obsession is woven into a fog, and the soul is trapped in it. 】
……
Before, Qing could only see that it was a kind of writing, but now after learning the ancient elf language, he could recognize the writing on the wall.At the same time, I also recognized that these words were written by different people, not inscribed by one person.
"The obsession is woven into a mist...doesn't it refer to that?" Seeing this sentence, Qing immediately thought of the mysterious mist in the Misty Forest. Could this be the origin of the mist.
"The riddle man is dead!" These words are half and half, and the meaning is still unclear. Qing can only write them down, unable to understand the meaning.
After Qing looked at the entire wall, after confirming that there was nothing else to gain except for these words, he refocused on the room on the right.He just opened the second room, and harvested the [Book of Ancient Elven Language] in it, so are there any similar items in other rooms that are still preserved?
It doesn't need too many. If there is one in every room, there are seven or eight rooms in this aisle.It adds up to seven or eight props.
Qing came to the door of the first room. There was no handle or lock on it.If the door of the second room hadn't been opened in front of him, he wasn't even sure that the doors of these rooms could be opened.
boom!
There was no response from the door, and Qing was not polite, and kicked it with her foot.Anyway, the process of kicking the door was really comfortable.
A piece of the door was sunken, and there were no traps or the like.As long as Qing comes with two kicks, he can kick the door open.
da da da da...
Just when Qing was about to kick open the door of this room with all his might, he heard footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor.And the footsteps are hurried, it sounds like they are running.There is no doubt that the owner of this footstep is coming towards Qing's position.
For the sake of caution, Qing retreated to the corridor and leaned against the corner wall.Soon footsteps appeared in the aisle, close to where he kicked the door
Qing summoned a small flower spirit, and flapped its wings to stay in mid-air.Hua Zhiling poked his head out quietly, and shared his vision with Qing.
What is seen is a backside, a humanoid creature wearing a black cloak.The black cloak extended all the way to the ankles, the edges were tattered, and there were many holes in it.
Pay attention to the ankle position, only the cape, no feet.It is certain that this guy is definitely not human.The other party turned around and scanned the surroundings, as if looking for the source of the movement.
Qing also saw the appearance of the other party clearly, the appearance was a thin, dry, sloppy mummy with gray-brown skin.A pair of eyes only have the whites of the eyes, no eyeballs, and the corners of the mouth maintain an upward arc, revealing a feeling of madness.
This guy raised one hand and kept it on his chest. His fingers were also skinny and dry.And the other hand was hidden in the black robe.The other party's behavior didn't look very smart, it seemed that he was only attracted by the sound of Qing kicking the door.
"This guy is the believer that the goddess said? Wait, this guy has no feet, and the footsteps..." Just as Qing thought of this, he felt the sound of breaking through the air behind him.
Qing resolutely lowered his body, and the air flow passed over his head.Hearing the attack behind him, and touching the wall, Qingtou didn't turn his head, and swept his legs backwards.The opponent kicked the wall with one foot, and now he is standing on one foot. With such a sweep, the opponent can immediately lose his center of gravity.
However, Qing miscalculated, he did kick something.The line of sight also looked over, it was a pair of skeleton legs, and there was nothing else.
"Hehe..." The black-robed believer let out a hoarse laugh and floated over.The pair of skeleton legs made a rattling sound and returned under the believer's black robe.
"..." Qing was speechless, what kind of physiological structure is this, a combination of mummy and skeleton?By the way, I also ate a split devil fruit, and the organs can move out of the body. I don't know if it is limited to these skeleton legs.
"Put yourself in the embrace of...God." The black-robed believer seemed to have not spoken human words for thousands of years... Maybe it was thousands of years, and it was extremely difficult to say a few words.
"Okay." Qing smiled and approached the other party, his fists were already entwined with energy.
"My God..." Hearing Qing's reply, the believer in black raised his hand that had been on his chest as if he hadn't seen his movements.There was a bit of excitement in the hoarse voice.
boom!
Qing's fist landed fiercely on the head of the black-robed believer, sending the opponent's head and body flying out and hitting the wall.The pair of skeleton legs remained in place.
(End of this chapter)
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