Act 85: The Story of Turbulence and Fish (7)
Brando's eyes fell silently on the quiet valley below, concentrating without leaving.
When the tree shepherd inevitably brought his plan to bear on their group, he was also looking for a way to break the situation. The Maned Wolf Macaro successfully deceived him by spreading suspicion, and the tree shepherd even went to conduct a
The eyes of the players in this plot skillfully sent Duke Luen's only heir out of danger.
Sly Fox is a better chess player, but after mastering enough information, the young man is not an easy man. He stopped and tapped his chin with his knuckles. He was confident that his wisdom came from the previous players.
Accumulation, and the wisdom of a group of people is always better than that of one person.
The water is muddy, but the fish may not necessarily follow the current——
Macaro probably never dreamed that in this quiet northern forest, sleeping was an altar of order that had been abandoned for two hundred years.
But as Brando said to Antitina, he was not the first to discover this altar.
As early as the First Age, before the Year of Division (100 years), the monks of the Temple of Eruin Flame discovered this altar. However, in less than a century, this altar mysteriously disappeared from all records.
, as if it never existed.
It's just that players are players. Those who conducted this plot back then finally unearthed the entire 'story' from the dusty history through a few clues - but they probably didn't expect that they would do a series of investigations based on their own interests.
, which will ultimately make Brando cheaper.
Perhaps sensing that the lord was distracted, Antitina followed his gaze and looked at the fluffy forest canopy below, but she looked for a long time but found nothing.
The aristocratic daughter looked back at Brando, noticing the earnestness and solemnity on the young man's face, and wisely did not speak again.
She also guessed that Macaro was willing to trap even his own people, so there was no reason not to drag them into the water. She snorted in her heart and subconsciously classified the line of nobles represented by Duke Luen as unpopular.
in the list.
The group of people gradually descended into the valley.
Two Lubis mercenaries walked in front to clear the way. The kukri sword struck the hanging branches and made a rustling sound. Occasionally, the blade reflected starlight, and the bright light dazzled everyone's eyes.
Brando paid 2 points of wealth from his resource warehouse to keep the card 'Rubis' Mercenary' on the field. Then he checked the resources he could use - including those saved in a few weeks.
It was 10 points of water element and nearly 150 points of wealth - that was enough. He raised his head and squinted his eyes.
The young man saw that his 'summoned creature' in front of him had stopped.
The two mercenaries seemed to be looking at each other, unable to believe what they saw. They stopped and looked back at Brando. "Lord, there is..."
"have what?"
Hu Que asked back sternly. These two mercenaries were the most junior young men in his team. He intended to let them exercise, but he did not expect that their performance would make him feel ashamed. As he spoke, he shouted:
He walked up and parted the bushes in front of him, as if he wanted to make up for the fault of his subordinates.
But the next moment, he also froze.
Behind the dense woods, there is an open forest grassland, which is at least as big as three football fields, and a temple covered with vines stands quietly in its center.
Tiger Bird took a breath before subconsciously raising his head. He could almost imagine how spectacular this majestic building was under the light of the sun in the past, because even now, he can still vaguely see this god from under the dense branches and leaves.
The temple’s former glory.
Its structure is very simple, it is just a cylindrical temple upright. The curved vault shines with the holy white light of marble in the moonlight.
But its height and size are enough to make up for its simplicity. It is nearly sixty feet tall and stands in an open space like the shadow of a giant——
Brando stopped and looked at the exterior decoration of this temple from the outside. Judging from the style, it belongs to the Elf Goddess. Unfortunately, this era has already turned into stars in the sky according to his own wishes, leaving behind in this world
It's just their will and laws to transform the world.
Gods rarely intervene in the mortal world, which is why these noble beings are revered by the creatures on earth.
However, after losing the support of divine power, this temple inevitably lost its past glory. Brando saw that a corner of its south side had collapsed, and he didn't know how many years he hadn't visited it.
"Ah!" The business lady who came up from behind let out a small exclamation.
"This is..." Antitina was also stunned.
"This is the temple of the Silver Elf," Brando is used to the gorgeous and majestic buildings in past games. The elves, dwarves and winged tribes are natural masters of architecture, and their cities are so majestic and shocking——
Therefore, he just lost his mind and recovered from the surprise of seeing this temple for the first time: "This was originally the royal cemetery of the Silver Elves, and even later humans did not transform this place."
Unlike the forest elves, humans have always regarded the silver elves as their strongest allies. This feeling has been maintained since the defeat of the dark dragon in the battle of the saints, and this understanding is still among the lower-class civilians today, so it is so important.
So precious.
"The king's tomb?" Antitina turned back: "How can the king's tomb become an altar?"
"Because the ancestors of the silver elves made a strong oath before their death and were willing to protect their homeland with eternal life. After the elf goddess Saya communicated with Lord Martha, she allowed their heroic spirits to stay here forever."
"A nest of heroic spirit creatures?" the noble daughter asked.
Brando nodded.
"How come it was abandoned?"
"On the surface it was because of the war. In fact, it was because the elven king was unwilling to participate in the war between humans. In this matter, the Eruin people even almost angered Martha, so the whole thing
The truth was covered up." Brando looked back at Antitina and Roman and replied: "You will not find any relevant records in any volume of documents in the kingdom."
The two girls nodded together. They did not ask Brando why he knew it, so they knew the answer must be 'the truth about history recorded by wizards'!
"There may be room for reactivation of this altar." Brando seemed to be unable to stop talking, and everyone was startled when he opened his mouth.
"What?"
"Don't get excited yet, it's just a possibility." But only he himself knew it. If the guide didn't lie, the possibility of activation is 100%. It's just that due to the restrictions of the plot mission, the creatures generated from it
'It can only exist for thirty days, but thirty days is more than enough for this task.
But if Brando said this, how could Antitina and Huque not be excited. This is a biological nest. Even if it is only possible to activate, the benefits represented by this 'possibility' are really too great.
This news is like a gleaming treasure box in front of everyone. The treasure box may be full of gold, silver and jewelry, or it may be empty. But in front of such a treasure box, I am afraid that most people will not be able to remain calm.
Tiger Bird licked his lips and asked in a low voice: "What should we do, Lord Lord?"
Brando looked back at them, raised his finger and pointed at the two mercenaries behind him and asked: "You two are elementalists, right?"
"Yes, sir." The two mercenaries nodded together.
"So are there any crossbowmen?"
"Yes." Huque immediately named four people from the team: "Is that enough?"
"That's enough." Brando said as he took out a roll of rope from his backpack: "Come four people and come with me, I will arrange the tactics."
Antitina frowned: "Is there a fight?"
"Don't worry, it's just a little ghost knight." Just as Brando finished speaking, he saw Huque's face turning blue. He was stunned and subconsciously asked: "What's wrong with you?"
"Lord, did you say 'little...Ghost Rider'?" Tigress asked with a strange look on his face.
Brando coughed, and then he remembered that the Ghost Riders were not worth mentioning in his opinion, but they were actually level 35 elite undead. Even the guide repeatedly and solemnly stated that there must be at least twenty or more, and professional matching.
Only a reasonable level 20 player can use warriors to deal with this so-called 'mini-boss' in this plot copy.
However, that guide was a product of the game before the medieval era. By his time, players' thinking had already changed. There were only nine, if not ten, special ways to deal with the Ghost Rider.
After thinking about this, Brando comforted him: "Don't worry too much. The Ghost Rider has a fatal flaw. Just follow my instructions and it will not be difficult to deal with it."
Huque looked at his lord with doubt. If he were an ordinary mercenary, he would have turned around and left by now. Just kidding, ghost riders are one of the most terrifying creatures in wilderness legends - it is said that they run like shadows under the moon.
In the forest, it steals the lives of the living silently, and those below the Golden Swordsman are nothing more than a casual encounter in its hands.
Not to mention the top mercenaries among the twelve black irons, even if there were twice as many, they would probably be slaughtered.
However, this is also because ordinary people have too little contact with these legendary creatures. After all, unlike players, they can be resurrected after death. They can use their lives to accumulate experience. NPCs are not as advantageous as players in this regard.
But Huque was summoned by Brando after all, so he still nodded.
This made Antitina see it and confirm her guess about the noble retainers, but she did not point out this point. Instead, she asked: "Isn't this the tomb of the Elf King, and is it protected by Martha? How could it be?
An evil spirit appears?"
Brando snorted: "Back then, the monks of the Temple of Fire wanted to keep this nest and tried to forcefully change the oaths sworn by the undead. As a result, the power of chaos came in, and the Altar of Order was polluted, leading to evil.
The spirit appeared - legend has it that Martha was furious because of this, which indirectly led to the change of the Sifah dynasty."
The noble girl nodded, but she didn't expect there to be such a legend.
"Sir, is that what you are talking about..." At this moment, the mercenary who had been monitoring the direction of the shrine suddenly turned around nervously and pointed in that direction.
Chapter completed!