What era is it, still traditional card making

"Brother, are you sure you didn't take the wrong road?"

At this moment, Ye Qiong had already reached the edge of the cliff, looking down at the abyss in front of him. Even he couldn't help feeling panicked.

Wanna jump? Now?

He made a final attempt and looked up at the fire spirit floating above him.

  Then, he saw this scene.

The fire elf rushed downwards without hesitation, not even looking back.

In less than a second, Ye Qiong could only see an extremely tiny dot of light flashing.

It seems that this is the correct path determined by the Fire Spirit.

  However, jumping off the cliff might help him reach his destination, but who knows if this fire elf learned this map from some wicked master?

The destination can definitely be reached, as for how to cross the mountains and rivers, that is none of its business.

What Ye Qiong feared most was that the Fire Spirit would choose a path that would allow him to reach the Sword of Dawn as quickly as possible.

  This road might be easy for a spirit without a physical body, but it was a bit difficult for a patient like him.

Because he had just been resurrected, his strength was not as strong as before.

  Many abilities are now unavailable.

If an enemy appears while jumping off the cliff, wouldn't that be the end of me?

  Seeing the light spot below gradually getting smaller, Ye Qiong realized that thinking like this would only waste time.

After a moment's hesitation, he gritted his teeth and jumped off the cliff.

When he jumped down just now, he did not feel the expected weightlessness. Ye Qiong did not even use the flying technique and floated in the air easily.

It seemed as if there was a mysterious force at work, protecting him from this bottomless abyss.

  Ye Qiong, who noticed this, couldn't help but feel relieved.

It seems that Sodes is the biggest disaster of this trip to the demon world. Now that he has successfully overcome his fate, it is time for him to reap the fruits of his victory.

  He lowered his head and glanced at his heart. He estimated that he only had about an hour left.

After this hour, the fire in his heart will be completely extinguished, and he will face the fate of death.

Seeing this, Ye Qiong chose to speed up.

  Although the current situation seems that victory is just around the corner, who knows if there will be any accidents in the final stages of the journey?

After coming back from the dead, he did not want any accidents to happen.

Therefore, he must leave himself some wiggle room, or at least keep enough time to prevent accidents from happening.

It took about five minutes for him to land safely.

He raised his head and glanced around. The scene before him was quite magical.

  The area below the cliff was not a wasteland. The trees here were extremely lush, almost blocking the view of the sky.

What appeared right in front of us were clusters of light spots of different colors, just like fireflies, floating continuously in the air, adding a different color to the place.

At this moment, Ye Qiong seemed to have entered a forest of fireflies, looking at the scenery in front of him in disbelief.

  He was certain that the light spots floating above were of the same species as the fire spirits that had guided him here.

These little guys showed a friendly attitude towards him, and after seeing him coming, they all flew forward at the same time.

Soon, a line made up of elves appeared in the air. This gorgeous line seemed to be guiding him to somewhere.

Having come here, Ye Qiong had no choice but to retreat.

The fire in his heart was about to go out, and it was no longer possible for him to look for a second possibility.

Following the guidance of the elves, he kept traveling through the firefly forest, and finally stopped in front of a cemetery.

  There were no weeds growing nearby, and it was obvious that someone came here regularly to clean it up.

There was no writing on the tombstone, so Ye Qiong couldn't tell who the owner of the cemetery was.

  The fire spirit that was responsible for guiding him to come here has now landed on the torch placed in front of the tombstone.

The torch on the left has been lit by the flame spirit, while the torch on the right is still empty.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qiong suddenly understood.

  Is it possible that in order to make the Sword of Dawn appear, it is necessary to return the two fire spirits to the torch at the same time?

The fire elf on the back of his right hand is gone. Where can he find another one in a short time?

Just when he thought of this, Ye Qiong suddenly remembered that there was still a flame in his heart.

  If the flame in the heart is placed on the torch, can it activate some mechanism and make the Sword of Dawn appear?

This guess was quite bold. If he made a mistake in his judgment, it would mean the end of his life.

The fire in his heart is related to his life, so he cannot easily use it on an uncertain guess.

Ye Qiong wanted to give it a try and look for other possibilities.

  He came to the cemetery and searched up and down, trying to find out if the owner of the cemetery had left any clues.

But in the end, nothing was gained.

Finally, he set his sights on the huge earth pit near the tombstone. From the size of the pit, he could easily judge that the owner of this cemetery was obviously not a human being, but a huge race such as dragons or giants.

  Now what he wants to do is simple.

Can I find clues through this cemetery?

Just as he was about to take action,

Suddenly, an old voice came into his mind.

"Young man, you're going too far."

The moment he heard the voice, Ye Qiong immediately took a few steps back and looked at the cemetery in front of him with vigilance.

"Don't be nervous. I've been dead for many years. If you really have any bad intentions, I'm afraid I can only watch you do it."

  Doesn’t that mean I can actually do that daring thing?

"Young man, you really go too far."

  As if he had sensed Ye Qiong's bold idea, the owner of the cemetery spoke again.

Then, a ball of blue light floated out from the cemetery.

Although this ball of light did not have eyes, Ye Qiong inexplicably felt as if he was being stared at.

"I just said it casually, do you really believe it?"

"Of course not. I haven't done anything yet, have I?"

  Although he didn't know what kind of existence he was facing, he was about to die, so what was there to worry about?

Seeing that the other party had crawled out of the cemetery, he had nothing to worry about.

He came to sit next to the tombstone and said:

"So, who are you? Who buried you here?"

"I don't know. I forgot. He has been dead for so many years that his memory has long been blurred. Young man, you came here for the Sword of Dawn, right?"

"Yes."

Ye Qiong nodded honestly. This was not something worth hiding.

  Then, he continued:

"So if we want to pull out the Sword of Dawn, what exactly do we need to do? Do we need to complete the flame spirits of the two torches?"

"This kind of thing is not important at all. If you think it's asymmetrical, I'll make it complete for you."

As he spoke, Ye Qiong heard a crisp snap of fingers, and then the empty torch was lit.

The two torches in the cemetery were lit, but nothing happened. It seemed that everything the old man had done was just for symmetry. "So, what should I do..."

"The Sword of Dawn is beneath my tombstone."

real or fake?

When Ye Qiong heard this, he immediately reached out to lift the tombstone.

At this moment, the old man's voice came again.

"No, young man, you've really gone too far. How can you just tear up someone's tombstone like that? Aren't you afraid that I'll materialize and teach you a lesson?"

Hearing this, Ye Qiong was not embarrassed at all, he smiled and replied:

"My life is like a candle in the wind, so I am a little anxious. Please forgive me, senior."

"But I don't see that you have any fear of death at all."

The owner of the voice easily judged Ye Qiong's state of mind at the moment.

"Who said that if you can live, who wants to die?"

"That's a pity. There's one right in front of you."

"Since the senior doesn't want to live anymore, can you..."

"No, everything has a price. If you want the Sword of Dawn, you must pay something."

Hearing this, Ye Qiong couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, pulling out the Sword of Dawn is not an easy task.

The expression on his face became much more serious, and then he said:

"What do you want, senior? From what I heard from you, it doesn't sound like you want to be resurrected. Otherwise, I have a high status in the current Azure Continent. If you have any needs, you can tell me directly."

"If I want it, I can come out and get it anytime. I don't need you to come."

Although the owner of the voice had a flat tone when he said this, anyone could hear the confidence in his words.

The reason He lay in the cemetery was not because He was really dead, but simply because He did not want to live like this.

Such a person must have very demanding requirements.

  But even so,

Ye Qiong did not give up easily. He continued:

"Please tell me what you want. If I can do it, I will try my best to achieve it."

"My request is very simple, and you can do it now."

  Ye Qiong frowned.

Can it be done now?

  What exactly does this old guy want?

Just as he was feeling puzzled, suddenly, he saw many very familiar things floating out from near the cemetery.

card?

  Why does it appear here?

He did not summon the contract, so the summoner of these cards could only be

"Hey, young man, my request is simple. If you can defeat me in this duel, I will give you the Sword of Dawn. How about that? This request is simple, right?"

  Hearing this, Ye Qiong slowly typed a question mark.

How did it get back to the plot of playing cards to save the world after all these twists and turns?

  The Sword of Dawn is related to the future of the entire Blue Continent. You actually use playing cards to decide whether to give it to me?

Is this a bit too casual?

"Hey, kid, what's your answer?"

"it is good."

  Although he was a little casual, he was very confident when it came to playing cards.

The old man wanted to use this method to decide the affiliation, which actually saved him a lot of energy. At least he didn't have to fight a life-and-death battle like he did when facing Soders.

  After receiving a satisfactory answer, the owner of the voice hummed in satisfaction.

Cards kept floating out from the cemetery. In less than a minute, tens of thousands of cards had gathered here.

  Some of the cards that appeared above the cemetery were very familiar to Ye Qiong, but some were extremely unfamiliar and he had never seen them before.

After taking a quick look at the effects of those unfamiliar cards, he was surprised to find that the things recorded on them were actually related to the First Era.

At this moment, his eyes could not hide the shock.

  He had already suspected the identity of the owner of the cemetery long before, and now the appearance of the card has confirmed his guess.

This cemetery most likely belongs to the founding giant.

However, according to the Witch of Origin, isn't the tomb of the Founding Titan located where the World Tree takes root? And the World Tree is among the elves, so why would its tomb appear here?

Just as he was wondering, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"The rules are simple. We each pick 40 cards from the cards above as our main deck and 15 cards as our extra deck for the duel. As for the initial health points, I won't take advantage of you."

  After saying this, a ball of fire appeared right above the cemetery.

This flame is exactly the same as the flame in Ye Qiong's heart.

"Both sides' flames can only burn for 40 minutes. When they are damaged by cards, the remaining time will be reduced according to their combat power. How about that? That's fair, isn't it?"

It is indeed fair. The actions of the owner of the voice also mean that he and Ye Qiong are on the same starting line.

Ye Qiong nodded slightly to indicate that he had no problem.

"Well, let's start picking cards, starting with the main deck. Flip a coin to decide who gets to pick a card first."

"No problem, please flip the coin."

  The duel method proposed by the opponent is quite fair so far, and he will not cheat on the coin toss.

Besides, there are tens of thousands of cards in the air, so it doesn’t really matter who goes first or second.

  After receiving the answer, a coin fell from a height. During this time, the owner of the voice spoke again:

"Heads or tails."

"front."

jingle.

There was only a slight crisp sound, and the silver coin fell to the ground, face up, and Ye Qiong got the priority to choose the card.

To be honest, compared to having the first move, Ye Qiong hopes to get the second move, so that he will have more time to observe the cards in the air and select the strength cards.

Unfortunately, my luck is not very good. (End of this chapter)