This lounge is large and looks like a place used by the big shots of the town council to receive important guests, but it may be that the relaxed and natural elf decoration style is at work, and the environment here makes it easy to relax.
Come down. The people in the room are vaguely divided into three parts. The first part is our family, the second part is the trio of iron knights, and the third part is the owner of this place, General Angeli. Oh, and
A dwarf tea girl who was forced to sit on a chair by the Pandora sisters and was not allowed to leave, serving as a height benchmark.
I quickly slipped over with two 1.2-meter-tall men and asked the little dwarf girl, who was on the verge of tears, to leave. The topic to be discussed later was too high-level, and it was better for those who had no interest in it to leave.
Speaking of irrelevant people, my eyes fell on the Iron Knight trio: Are these three considered irrelevant people?
To be fair, it really counts, but General Anjieli is Qiao's biological mother, and it was only with Qiao's help that we had the opportunity to contact this possible insider. At this time, it is a bit unreasonable to ask someone to leave.
It feels like, and Joseph and Anna are still stubborn, if you don’t give me an explanation, I guess the only way out is to knock them unconscious and carry them out. We are not worried that these three people can affect the overall situation, we just want to be with An
It would be a bit awkward for General Jieli to have three onlookers standing next to her when she was asking about those ancient secrets - you definitely don't like to have a group of people standing next to you when you are discussing a plan to rob a bank, even if you are speaking Russian to them.
And the people around me also use sign language.
"Why do I feel like this atmosphere is a little bit wrong?" Joseph seemed to see that there were three incompatible auras in such a lounge, and couldn't help but scratch the back of his head and muttered. There is a saying that is right: Silly
Dan's intuition is always sharp. This guy usually looks at the rough and tumble, but this time he quickly felt that the atmosphere was not comfortable.
"Qiao has always taken good care of you. Angele would like to express her gratitude here," Qiao's mother sat opposite us. She bowed slightly and said to everyone, and then frowned slightly, "Although it is very happy to meet my relatives,
But your actions this time are too reckless. You don’t know the situation on Dark Moon. Once you come here... I’m afraid it will be difficult to go back.”
"We are mentally prepared," Joseph said carelessly. "Anyway, the three of us are not doing well on the ground. Now it looks like An Yue can live here, so we can stay here. Maybe we can still live here."
I can take advantage of Qiao..."
Anna stomped on Joseph's feet and muttered viciously: "Can you say this directly? Do you know that you have to hide yourself when you go through the back door?" Anna's muttering was so loud that the whole room could hear it.
General Angeli smiled stiffly, and her eyes finally fell on me: "I heard from Qiao what happened to you. This kid's experience is still shallow... You are not mercenaries, are you? You know the situation of Lady Zoya
?”
"That Dragon Girl? Of course I know," I spread my hands and observed the reaction on General Angeli's face as I spoke, "We also know three people: Edwin Sa, Barbarian, and Blood Princess, plus Dragon Girl
There are four of them in total, and they have a close relationship."
When the words "blood princess" were spoken, Joseph and Anna were both shocked. They were careless, but not so careless that they couldn't feel the atmosphere at all. At this time, Anna took the initiative to speak: "What, should we avoid it a little bit?"
General Angeli nodded silently, and at the same time turned to Qiao who was sitting next to her: "My child, please leave as well. I have some important things to discuss with your friends."
The trio left each other with complicated expressions. Now only our family and an elf general who may know the truth are left here. I nodded to the other party: "Anjieli, we are here for some historical truth and the dark moon."
The original origin of the war. According to our understanding, you have not experienced the initial Dark Moon War, but your family was a high-ranking noble of the elves during a war, and has held important positions in the earth coalition for thousands of years. The elves are a
For a race with a long lifespan, only three or four generations have passed since one war to your generation, so you seem to know a lot of things - who is the Blood Princess? What is the purpose of the Dark Moon War?"
My questions were very straightforward, and each one was more powerful than the last. No matter how calm Anjieli was, she couldn't help but be stunned. She didn't bother to answer my questions, but asked first: "Who are you?"
"The person who is specifically responsible for investigating this matter," Bingtis waved his hand, "Little elf girl, just say it boldly. Anyway, we don't necessarily know less than you do, so there is no need for you to keep it secret from us.
.You don’t need to be in a hurry to know our identities. This explanation can’t be contained in hundreds of thousands of words.”
"These secrets cannot be leaked casually," Anjieli's expression was extremely serious. It was obvious that the trust she could give to a group of strangers was very limited, "Who are you?"
I looked at Lin Xue, then at Bingtis, and finally scratched my hair: "Then let's talk about something, you say something. First of all: the first Dark Moon War is related to an artifact, which released the power of the devil.
Shadow, and cause chaos in the world. Right?"
"You even know about the artifact?!" Anjieli almost jumped up, "There are no more than ten people in the world who know about its existence!"
I was also shocked: "Huh? How many people know about it? I thought there were five of them including you..."
Bingtis quickly patted me on the shoulder: "How dare you not to lose your temper in this situation?"
I adjusted my expression angrily and waved to Anjieli: "Sit down first. You see, we even know about the artifact. We are the same insiders. It shouldn't be against your taboo to exchange information now."
, if you just tell us clearly the origin of that artifact, it won't affect world peace, right?"
"I don't know its origin," Angeli replied immediately, then she slowed her tone and looked into my eyes sincerely, "I really don't know - all four wars were over when I was born, and only
The elders in the family have passed down some things orally, and these things definitely do not include the origin of the artifact. In fact, no one should know where the artifact came from. At most, we only know what the power of the artifact is."
"No one knows its true identity..." I nodded, "Okay, putting the artifact aside for now, what happened to the foursome? That Edwinsa who has been reincarnated for thousands of years is called
Lord Dark Moon's barbarian king, the paralyzed dragon girl with a single muscle, and the evil spirit that was rumored on the ground. In the end, the blood princess had not actually killed a single expeditionary soldier. What on earth did these four people do back then?
Why does your family know about these four people? Could it be that saving the world back then was also related to one of your ancestors?"
"The ancestors in my family were lucky enough to walk with four heroes for a short period of time," Anjieli exhaled, but she changed the subject, "It is still difficult for me to be honest with a group of strangers. The premise of being honest is that I at least know your
I only know your names now. Please forgive me for being blunt - but don’t you think this kind of communication seems too insincere?”
I knew this was the case: what we wanted to inquire about might be the ultimate secret in the world. However, to Anjieli, we were just half-strangers who had just known each other for a few minutes. Even though we brought her
He gave birth to a son, but this credit is not enough for a prudent and steady female general to easily repay his trust. Either we slowly build up our favorability here, or we need a heavyweight identity that convinces the other party.
Of course, we have this heavyweight status - the only problem is that I don't know if letting Bingtis free his god form will cause too much commotion. This world is not safe after all.
I glanced sideways at Bingtis, who nodded slightly and said in a low voice: "The short-term liberation of the god form should have little impact."
I turned back and looked into Angeli's eyes, and said seductively: "As for that artifact, you don't know its origin, but you should have heard a little bit about its story. Who do you think it most likely belonged to originally?"
Woolen cloth?"
"Of course the artifact is something from the gods," Angeli said without any doubt about this issue. "I heard from my father that it was a strange item that was completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people. At first, some people thought it was made by the first season civilization.
The superb equipment, but we soon discovered that it was not matter in the world at all. Its existence itself was enough to distort the basic laws of the real world. This must be the power of gods..."
Just when Angeli was halfway through her words, she stared at Bingtis stunned.
Under the soft golden halo, Bingtis slowly opened her huge goddess wings behind her. The latter looked at Angeli with a holy and gentle smile on her face: "Is this the kind of god you are talking about?"
Angeli was stunned, then suddenly jumped up: "No! The goddess's wings are white! I have seen her image in some of the ancient sacred artifacts of the Goddess Religion!"
Bingtis's holy smile stopped halfway, and then the female hooligan jumped up angrily: "Damn! What's wrong with my painting? Didn't I just apply for the wrong major!? I'm very proud of my black wings..."
I quickly pushed back this female hooligan who ignored her temper, and complained in my heart: I was so crazy that I didn't realize this. Although Bingtis is the goddess of light, she is not the same race as the missing sentinel back then.
Her paint job is wrong...
But after all this fuss, I really remembered that we seemed to be bringing a "goddess" with the correct paint. Although she was technically not the same race as the sentinel back then, Angeli definitely couldn't tell the difference.
So I rubbed my sunglasses and called a certain silly cat angel in the spiritual world who had been sleeping for several days and was almost entering hibernation: "Alaya, come out and shine..."
So, under Angeli's dumbfounded gaze for the second time, a ray of holy light suddenly descended from the ceiling.
This ray of light seemed to have substance, and quickly condensed into a holy figure: Alaya fell lazily from the sky, looking at the scene in front of her in confusion. I calmly held her behind her, letting this angel
The younger sister's body, which had been tilted to the side, came over without any danger: "Okay, because she is naturally dumb and has low blood pressure after getting up, Alaya may not even be able to walk upright now."
Do you think this girl has long legs just so she can wear shoes and socks?
The divine light from Alaya fills the entire room. Except for her face, her image is almost exactly the same as the image of the god recorded by the Goddess Cult, and the power in her body is also stronger than that released by the most powerful monk of the Goddess Cult.
The Holy Light is even more powerful, so under this double impact, Angeli has fallen into a state of confusion.
I had to clap my hands to bring Angeli back to her senses, and then pointed at Alaya: "Let me tell you clearly, we are here for one purpose - can you return my sister's pencil case?"
Bingtis had retracted his wings and was sitting angrily next to him. At this moment, he heard the words and started shouting in the spiritual connection: "What the hell, pencil box? How did you think of this?"
I replied calmly in my mind: "I thought of this as soon as my head twitched. Just be lucky that I didn't let Qian Qian speak."
It took Angeli half a minute to sort out the situation in front of her. She pointed at Alaya, dumbfounded and speechless. I believe that a person of her level should have seen the goddess in her true form even if she has never seen it.
He has experienced the power of the goddess, or has seen other powers that have the same origin as the artifact, and Alaya's life form is imitated by the stars of the gods. In the eyes of mortals, there is almost no difference between her and the stars of the gods - the elf woman in front of them
The general will definitely think in the direction we lead.
The elf general took a deep breath, and Lin Xue took advantage of the situation and said beside him: "We are here to get back our things. Although I want to say that I hope you didn't pry into the power of the artifact, but now it seems... some people are really too greedy. You guys put that
Is the thing turned on?"
Bingtis and I high-fived each other under the table, and the female gangster congratulated me: "You and your wife have such a tacit understanding of talking about this kind of thing. You look like you are the stuff of gods."
Anjieli forced herself to calm down. When I saw this, I quickly asked Alaya to take back all his strength: Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. In this universe that is scanned hundreds of times by fallen apostles every day, it's better to be careful.
"Are you gods?" Anjieli looked at us carefully. The first half of her sentence was quite normal, but the second half made me almost jump out of my chair. "Why are gods like this?"
"Why can't we be gods?!" Lin Xue yelled dissatisfied. Angelica pointed carefully in the direction of the stove: Qian Qian and Viska were squatting in front of the stove, skewering them with two small iron rods.
Two bunches of beans are roasted inside.
Me: "...Gods also have private lives. Don't pay attention to this. Let's talk about business - what happened in the first war?"
"Okay, I don't care if you are gods or not - just treat you as gods," Angeli smiled, "Do you know what the world was like before the war?"
"Ah, the textbooks of the Goddess Sect say that it was an era of heaven, and the world was peaceful and all races were harmonious." Bingtis swayed on the chair, "But we checked, that is nonsense. There are dozens of people on the two planets.
The brains of each race are all over the place, and all races are randomly combined to fight each other."
"It's such a chaotic world," Angeli sighed, "I was born after the Dark Moon Era began, so I only heard about things before that from my ancestors. I don't know the origin of the artifact, but
I know that it originally fell into the hands of the mountain barbarians. That thing contained huge power and could reverse the rules of the world. This is what the original words handed down from the ancestors were like. After the artifact is activated, it can produce endless magic energy, which can make the entire city
The city floats into the air, and can even make a 100,000-strong army become invulnerable in a short time, and this is even when no one knows its true use, and it produces various effects just by holding it in the hand."
"Simple, that's just the intelligent defense mechanism of the artifact at work. I've guessed the story behind it. The mountain barbarians want to use this thing to conquer the world, right?" Bingtis curled his lips, "What a vulgar development, this kind of
Things happen everywhere.”
"Um..." Anjieli looked at Bingtis in embarrassment. She probably had never thought that gods were creatures who could call themselves "mother" at will. "That's pretty much what happened. Mountain barbarians use black magic to analyze artifacts.
Trying to find a way to control it, they did succeed at first. The power of the artifact was extracted and used to create various monsters and strengthen their soldiers - then the barbarians began to attack all races in the world, and the first one to be invaded
It was the human kingdom. At that time, the human kingdom happened to be in alliance with the elves, so the second one to suffer was the elven kingdom. The family said word of mouth how powerful those barbarian armies were: they conquered more than half of the land of humans and elves in almost one year.
"
Qian Qian came over with a skewer of roasted beans: "What next?"
"Then? Then the artifact went out of control," Angeli pointed at Alaya, who was lying on the table, spreading her wings in front of her to comb her feathers. "The first thing that was pulled out of the artifact was light, just like this on her body.
The light was planted, but soon the artifact began to release a black shadow. The shadow quickly polluted the mountain barbarian army, making them stronger at an uncontrollable speed, and then they lost their minds in a very short period of time. They had already swept across two countries.
It is said that the barbarian army of a kingdom turned into an army of plague within a week."
"Seek death," Bingtis said concisely, "Welding detonators and sawing light bulbs, you took out the sealing protective layer of the artifact."
"Isn't one of the four people the king of the mountain barbarians?" Qian Qian suddenly remembered something, "Hey, this is wrong. According to you, this barbarian king should be the culprit. Now why is he..."
"No, there are actually two barbarian kings in the mountain area," Angeli told a shocking secret. "The one who first extracted the power of the artifact and was contaminated into a demon was the barbarian king back then, and the current Lord Dark Moon is that demon.
The latter was once exiled, so he escaped when the barbarians were enveloped by the plague."
That’s what happened!
"The Bible of the Goddess Cult doesn't mention this at all," Bingtis glared exaggeratedly, "So it was indeed the barbarian king who was sweeping across all races at the beginning, but after he lost his mind, his son, the King, returned and suppressed his father.
Already?"
"Strictly speaking, four people killed the crazy barbarian king together," Angelique nodded, "You know which four they were - Dark Moon Lord, Blood Princess, Archbishop Edsavin, Dragon King Suo
Ya. In the first few years, they were called the Four Heroes."
"Wait a minute, let me figure it out." I waved my hands to let my not-so-quick mind keep up. "The sequence is as follows: first, there is a melee between all races in the world, then the mountain barbarians get an artifact, and then
They extracted the power of the artifact and prepared to conquer the world. Later, the artifact went out of control and the entire barbarian race was controlled by the plague. This is the main line. There is also a hidden line behind it: a prince of the mountain barbarians was exiled many years ago and therefore survived the plague. Among the barbarians
After turning into a plague, the exiled prince and his three heroic companions, the King, returned and killed the already crazy Barbarian King. They were then called the Four Heroes - then what happened to the artifact? Mortals can kill the Barbarian King, but surely
The artifact cannot be destroyed."
"I only know part of it: the main body of the artifact is on Dark Moon, and is currently being kept by the Blood Princess." Anjieli revealed an important clue.
We all let out a sigh of relief at the same time: after struggling for so long, we finally determined the exact whereabouts of the artifact. The next step is to find the Blood Princess, reveal her identity and retrieve the artifact. Of course, before that, we must first find the facial paralysis dragon. After all, everyone and the blood
I am not familiar with the princess, but I have had a relationship with the facial paralysis dragon once. It may be relatively easy to open a breakthrough through her.
Just as I was thinking this, Bingtis suddenly stood up: "Oh, I didn't pay attention for a while, something happened to that little dragon girl!"
(Well, continue to ask for annual tickets... I will be a year older tomorrow, so for my birthday, how about giving me some red envelopes?) rs!.