ghost on paper

Chapter 122 Ruins

This is too... incomprehensible.

All the contestants and the sheriff were stunned by the performance of the Moonlight Knight.

There are some contestants who have written hundreds of spiritual texts.

Those potential champions standing in the first row haven't exhausted their full strength yet.

It can be predicted that the primary candidates for this spirit essay competition will probably have to score above 200 spirit essays.

But it is difficult to understand when writing spiritual texts with spiritual tides.

Look at the strange tide flowing under your feet.

All contestants showed very puzzled expressions.

Nocha Denton was also puzzled. The Moonlight Knight was not far away from him. He turned his head and saw the Extraordinary who was gathering the attention of the audience at this moment.

"It's impossible!" Shirley Yang exclaimed in the same way, "If it wasn't for translating spiritual texts, how could there be a spiritual tide?"

That's a good question.

Just right for the occasion.

The list of contestants present included the entire Lundinian spiritual experts, and if they could not explain, then there would be no answer to this question.

Chen Angxing squatted down and touched the wave-like spiritual light with his palms. A certain type of exploration 'skill' gave him an answer. He said, "It is indeed spiritual light."

"But the Moonlight Knight didn't carry the spiritual carrier." Xia Yan participated in the discussion, "Even if it's a translation, where does his original source come from?"

"There is another possibility." Nuo Zha said, the spiritual master who has a reputation in Lundini frowned and said, "This moon night knight has been in contact with 'Xu'."

Ruins...?
This term is stranger than 'spiritual tide'.

Not even Truman.

Although Truman knew the truth written by Moonlight Knight.

But he doesn't know about 'Xu'.

"Excuse me, what is 'Xu'?" Truman asked Nocha Denton.

"Mr. Truman, have you ever wondered where the spiritual carrier we translated came from?" Nocha Denton asked.

Truman had indeed thought about this question, and had thought about it deeply, but in the end there was no answer, and he only understood it as a phenomenon unique to this world.

But even if it is a unique phenomenon, those gold, wood, cloth or paper carriers must have a source, right?
"They all come from the 'Xuan'." Nocha Denton said, "You can understand the 'Xuan' as a kind of mineral deposit, but what is hidden in it is a spiritual carrier."

"'Xu' hidden underground?" Truman asked curiously.

"It's not limited to underground, sometimes it appears in cities." Nocha Denton said, "But it will become a disaster."

"Have you seen 'Xu'?" Truman became more and more curious.

"I don't have that courage." Nocha Denton smiled wryly.

Shirley Young said, "So Moonnight Knight may have come into contact with 'Xu', or he held a small piece of 'Xu', which explains why he can translate the spirit text out of thin air and bring out the spirit text tide."

She obviously also knew the existence of 'Xu'.

A small piece of 'Xuan'... This quantitative adjective made Truman even more curious about it.

"My father once owned a small piece of 'Xuan'." Shirley Yang said to Truman, and seemed to know that Truman was very curious about it, so she explained: "It is small, but it contains a lot. A magical existence."

"There are many spiritual texts?" Truman asked curiously.

Shirley Yang said, "Yes, but more abundant than that, it is almost alive, and when it is fully released, it will cause very large pollution. After pollution, a certain substance in our world It will become the carrier of spiritual text, or supplement some kind of carrier of spiritual text."

It's hard to understand... Truman frowned, it sounded like a release of energy, but is it so mysterious?
"My father even guessed that there is a whole world hidden in it." Shirley Yang said.

Hiding a world?Truman was intrigued by this statement.

"Of course, otherwise, where did those heroic spirits come from?" Chen Angxing also joined the conversation. The astrologer had the usual proud expression of the nobles of Ansa, "'Xu' may be the reflection of another world thrown into our world."

"Your Excellency Ang Xing's statement is very insightful." Shirley Yang admired, "My father also has a similar point of view."

When the most promising contestants in the first row were talking, the surrounding contestants and the sheriff all gathered around and listened. This is very secret rumor and knowledge, and usually you have to pay a price to obtain it. Now is a rare opportunity, and even the sheriff doesn't want to maintain the order of the game.

There is no need for maintenance either, as there are only a few minutes left until the end of the game.

"I'm just very curious." Shirley Yang said, "If these spiritual texts were translated from a small piece of 'Market', how could Mister Moonnight Knight get so much 'share' to translate?"

"It's really puzzling," Nocha Denton said.

"A piece of 'Moon Spring' or 'Jet Lag' can explain your problem." Chen Angxing seems to have a sense of competition, or wants to show his profound knowledge in front of the 'Austin Flower', "The former belongs to the 'Patriarch' sequence, The latter comes from the 'Timing Master' sequence, with these two 'characteristics', it can have almost infinite 'shares'."

"Your Excellency Ang Xing, your profound knowledge is amazing." Shirley Yang praised.

"So this Moonlight Knight not only has a small 'Market', he also has two 'Characteristics' that are very rare even at the legendary level." Xia Yan analyzed quite calmly, "I think the possibility is not very high. What I know about him, if that's the case, he's probably showing it off at the start of the game."

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At this moment, the entire King's Square is discussing the magical spiritual tide brought by the Moonlight Knight. Of course, when it comes to the gold content of the topic, the champion seeds in the first row must be the highest.

And another mysterious and terrifying mood gradually sprouted and exploded around Moonnight Knight.

The museum curator who had his pen robbed was staring blankly at his empty hands.

Just now when he asked Moonlight Knight to borrow paper, it was indeed meant to be ridiculed, mocking Moonnight Knight for coming to such an important competition without preparation, and showing such a failure.

And just now the Moonlight Knight snatched his pen from him, and although the sheriff immediately said that he could give him another one, his energy and physical strength were not enough to support him to go on.

Can't write anymore.

'Share' is not enough anymore.

Even if you write one more word, you may lose your mind and become a monster.

But he is not reconciled...he has been preparing for a long time...those nights of pain and sleeplessness due to the emptying of the 'quota', this moment has become an unbearable collection of memories in his mind.

No, he can't stop here.

He suddenly snatched the pen from the sheriff's hand, but the sheriff had great fear on his face, why did the sheriff stare at him with this expression?
What's up with him?
The curator of the museum stared at his hands that were gradually blooming flesh and blood, and fell into doubt.

　Ending this episode tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)