Neferti looked at the investigators gathered in a circle and begged them to say something quickly.
"These are some poor pioneers," Miss Wendy, who listened carefully to the message, took the written piece of paper from the professor's hand, glanced at it, and said slowly, "We will record their names and the findings of this investigation.
It has been brought back and returned to the world."
The mood of Professor Julian and several other professors, the head of the advancement team, did not seem to be affected. Soon, the fourth message decoded showed their gains.
“The warning messages on the wall once deterred us, but we are so lucky to be here. The bright future is right in front of us, and now is not the time to stand still.
"An unknown parasitic life has devoured the ancient giant snail. Even just looking at its twisted flesh-like body and ugly jointed limbs, anyone would classify it as a horrific evil.
"The entrance to the Flesh Nest is like a human throat, as big as a cave, hard and moist. The temperature here is very high, and the further you go in, the more terrifying the illusion you have of walking into the belly of a giant beast.
"About half an hour later, we came to a storage room, or the chamber of the altar. Bottles and jars of various sizes were piled up there randomly. The materials of the containers were exactly the same as the walls, and they were solid and solid.
"Here we found it!
"What is presented to us is a dead monster.
"Its body is huge, nearly four meters tall. Its human-like torso and limbs are huddled together. It can be imagined that it was even larger when it was alive. The creature's head is like a squid's head, flat and long, with a long lower jaw.
The tentacles with suckers attached, and the upper limbs resemble the pincers and pincers of crustacean creatures, all of which have been petrified.
"After simple perspective analysis, the structure and organization of the unknown creature are extremely complex and completely different from known life. Even if it loses its vitality, everyone present is still amazed by its existence. Its appearance confirms our conjecture,
So far, our investigation has gone beyond imagination. Everything has followed the oracle's instructions and has not deviated from our conjectures.
"This is an unknown life that has evolved to an extremely high level, and it is the key evidence leading to the mystery of antiquity!
"Now that we have completed a crucial node, the next step is to analyze the secrets hidden in the giant snails and mysterious creatures in the deep sea to guide the way forward for our career.
"Your Excellency Erem, Mr. Adbalan and I have unanimously decided that Naira should not continue to take risks. We have arranged for people to send him and some samples back to the camp tonight so that the camp team can understand the situation. If you have any comments, please feel free to do so.
inform."
…
"It is most likely a descendant of God, or even a descendant of blood," Miss Wendy said in a hoarse and extremely excited voice, "Quickly, send them a message, I want to know the detailed composition of this creature immediately. No, I
Go there and study with them."
"Not tonight," Professor Lafayette still maintained caution and rationality. "The environment here is unfamiliar and dangerous, and the echo signal is not stable. The existence of this camp is the key to ensuring the retreat of the entire investigation team.
We cannot leave our posts without making a unanimous decision to change the plan."
Having said that, Griffith still saw waves of nervousness and excitement on Professor Lafayette's face. There is no doubt that after learning of such an amazing discovery, the scholar was full of thoughts for himself.
Put on your wings and fly to the sample.
That night, the camp group began to rest. Most of the people were excited and could not wait to get the news from the front. However, Professor Julian did not send any more messages.
There is no doubt that they must be dissecting the newly discovered samples overnight.
Everyone began to look forward to Naira's arrival, hoping that he could bring back some valuable clues.
…
Near midnight, Naira finally returned. Escorted by Knight Patolion and Wizard Reik, he returned with several full backpacks.
In fact, with the astonishing strength he had shown before, the accompanying extraordinary people could not be considered as bodyguards at all.
Meeting the mysterious boy again, Griffith was almost instinctively on guard. The power "Nostalgia Turns into Sorrow" that Naira used not long ago was powerful and without warning, and was deeply connected to the fabric of life in the virtual world.
But Naila did not notice anything unusual. Like everyone else, he simply said hello to the Dantès couple without paying any more attention.
The whole camp was very excited because of the return of the three people.
Surrounded by excited, pale faces and eyes shining with ecstasy, Naira looked so calm and cold, like a saint who was not touched by the world, as indifferent as a sage who had transcended instinctive desires,
Clean. Even the hug Neferti gave him was only a gentle pat on her shoulder in response.
The extremely excited Knight Pattorion and Wizard Reik told each other about their experiences.
"Professor Julian believes that the unknown life form is the key to solving the mystery. He even sensed that there are more discoveries in the chamber not far away inside the giant snail that can guide us."
"Lord Erem disagrees. He hopes to complete the dissection and investigation on the spot and not to open more chambers in a hurry."
"The ground there is very dirty, with rot flowing everywhere, and there are tapeworm-like insects squirming in the foul-smelling flesh and blood. If we want to rest, we have to take turns outside the giant snail."
Knight Milbane, Brother Bolton, Miss Wendy and Miss Willow excitedly asked this and that.
"Have you collected any samples of bugs?"
"Are there any special spots or patterns on the walls or dome, and what do they look like?"
"What about our wish? Did Master Adbalan say anything?" Knight Milban drank a sip for himself and asked with shining eyes.
"How much longer? Ahem! Ahem!" Brother Bolton was particularly excited. As he spoke, he grabbed the wine bottle of Knight Milban beside him, unscrewed it, and poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth. "Is there any wine? Give me some.
!”
However, he shook the flask for a long time, but not a drop fell from it.
"Drink this," Naila handed a small pot aside, "mixed with golden rum, but not much."
"Okay, okay! You're welcome," Brother Bolton took the kettle and drank a few more sips, wiping his mouth and looking at Naila and muttered, "Your wish has come true, unlike us..."
Miss Wendy kicked the monk to stop him from spouting more nonsense.
What are these Odessa people planning? Griffith sat by the crackling campfire, prodding a few freshly caught and still vigorous giant bread crabs from the Sea of Chaos with a branch.
The Extraordinaries who once fought against Griffith and were eliminated, as well as the Extraordinaries gathered here, have different Extraordinary paths and beliefs. Among them, there are many knights and priests who believe in the Holy Light and other righteous gods. However, they all converted.
The alien gods in the virtual realm were regarded by them as extremely evil and dangerous kings of the undead in the past.
If there is not enough temptation, these extraordinary people who already have high status will not give up their current status and defect to the banner of the evil god.
The thread of life in the virtual realm holds the power of withering and resurrecting, and the converts must have come here for this reason. So, what is the purpose of Naira, who is most likely the hand of God?
"Ah, no, Haidee," Griffith touched the girl next to him with his arm and asked in a low voice, "Do you know the secrets under Tulan Swamp?"
"I know, there is the territory of dreams, and there is a tributary flowing from the swamp into the Sea of Chaos." Alandel held her forehead with her hands, showing a rare sluggishness. "Do you think it's strange? These people have converted to the king of the undead.
, but brought his divine hand to the territory of the God of Dreams, searching for a completely different mystery."
This is indeed strange... Griffith was also paying careful attention to the Odessa people in the camp. The most dangerous Naira and the extraordinary demon hunter Diaz with restraints were preparing to rest, and there were no signs of danger.
"Some people think that the Lord is the God of Dreams," Alandel continued to explain in a low voice, "However, according to the investigation of my people, the Lord has been entrenched in this world a long time ago, lurking in the dark abyss, and there are people who
The aura of fear is still different from that of foreign gods."
Griffith asked: "Are you saying that the Lord may be the incarnation of dreams in the human world, or a clone with flesh and blood?"
Alandel turned around, patted the knight's shoulder like a pillow, squeezed his arm, then leaned in, twisted, and whispered in her ear: "What I know is that the master is more mysterious than the demigod.
Even more distant, maybe it’s the Hand of God in some sense. The Hands of God of two outer gods are about to meet. In this case, all I can think of is hunting, fighting, or...
"It can't be mating, right?"
A fiery warm aroma lingered in Griffith's ears, making his heart beat faster and his whole body becoming hot.
"The master's condition does not seem to be good, or in other words, it is not suitable for this world," Alandel's soft voice seemed to echo directly in the depths of the soul, "Knight, what did you encounter in Canaan? What happened to the elf lady?
When we reach some danger, I heard that there is the shadow of the Lord behind us."
Griffith nodded slightly.
When Galadia was in danger in Canaan, the cultists took her to the hidden altar of the Lord in charge of lust and pregnancy, preparing to use her as a vessel to descend into this world.
The elf cultists who were annihilated in the incident definitely called their evil god "the master", not the god of dreams...
This matter has gone unsolved because Ms. Avina protected her daughter. Judging from the information currently known, the master is probably in a sealed or other bad state, and does not have a suitable body to walk in the world, otherwise it would not be possible.
It is not necessary to look for the container of advent.
Griffith, who was sitting by the fire and thinking, gradually became sleepy.
The current actions of the Odessa people may be that they are trying to take advantage of the current situation, concentrating the God's Hand and Sealed Artifacts, and preparing to seize part of the Lord's power to enhance the strength of the Life Weaving Party. However, this kind of almost divine power
Is it possible to successfully implement the operation of using hidden existence as prey? Oops!
Griffith, who was distracted, suddenly had his finger pinched by a crab. These seafoods that grow on the wild coast are not only delicious, but also quite ferocious. The pliers actually cut the war knight's finger. A few drops of blood rolled from the wound.
Fall out.
"You were actually pinched by a crab..." Alandel sat up straight in surprise, "Can I bandage it for you?"
"The creatures here are really extraordinary," Griffith shook his bleeding finger, "It will heal soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, the campfire made a crackling sound, and a shadow appeared in front of the two people's sight.
Griffith suddenly raised his head and saw Neferty standing quietly in front of him. Her red eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and her delicate cheeks were as lifeless as a doll. She stood there without saying a word.
, the shoulder straps on the skirt slipped down, revealing the delicate white jade-like clavicle and the undulating contours under the shoulders.
The girl squatted down and crawled in front of Griffith. Her slightly raised waist and hips under her nightgown were covered with a delicate halo by the bonfire. Like a kitten, she meekly curved her wonderful arc in an unimaginable way.
The angle was presented to him.
Griffith was stunned and leaned back subconsciously. Neferty raised her head absentmindedly, smoothed her hanging white hair and pressed it to her ear, opened her small cherry mouth and bit his finger.
"What have you done to her!" Alandel rubbed her eyes, thinking she had seen wrongly, and exclaimed in a suppressed voice.
Me, what have I done!?
Griffith couldn't even speak. A kind of wetness that he had never experienced before wrapped around his fingers. His small fragrant tongue wrapped the fingertips, licked and sucked hard, and slowly spit it out as if there was some discomfort.
He reluctantly swallowed it again. A slightly numb tremor came from his scratched finger, as if it had been electrified. He felt the tip of his soft tongue carefully touching the tender depths.
Neferti's little mouth was filled to the brim, and she hummed softly at her feet, while the tip of her tongue holding her finger slowly swirled. Then, she seemed not satisfied, her lips parted slightly, and she tried her best to eat her finger again.
Halfway down, Lilac's tender tongue entangled her even harder.