After three days of climbing, Fisher and Valentina are getting closer and closer to the location indicated in the Ice Scroll. It has to be said that the place where the Phoenix species lives is really not something that ordinary people can climb up. This deep depth
Even Fisher, who is about to reach the eleventh level now, feels a little overwhelmed by the thousand-meter-long mountain range.
However, because Swali scholar Balzac had planned the route to the top of the mountain for them in advance, the journey was generally smooth. Along the way, he and Valentina passed through many primitive jungles deep in the snow-capped mountains.
Several magical creatures unique to Sema Snow Mountain were discovered, and many ruins built by previous demihuman races were also discovered.
After all, the Phoenix species existed thousands of years ago, so after years of erosion, these ruins are now either completely covered by wind and snow or completely turned into ruins. The most common type of ruins is an upward staircase.
, the stairs scattered into several sections are divided into two types, one is a giant ladder with each step being two meters high, and the other is a ladder used by ordinary humans.
It is not difficult to speculate that when the Phoenix species existed in the past, the demihumans under the snow-capped mountains relied on these stairs of different sizes to climb for several days and nights to worship the Phoenix. It is a pity that these stairs are now completely abandoned and cannot be used by Fisher.
Erl and Valentina offered very little help.
"Fisher ha. Ha. Look to the side. It's a cloud. You can touch it with your hands."
As Fisher and Valentina's position got higher and higher, the air above became thinner and thinner. Fisher didn't feel anything at all. After all, breathing in the water was ten times more uncomfortable than breathing here.
He had experienced it all, but Valentina on his back was panting all the time, and she would have to open her mouth to gasp for a long time to say a word.
She stretched out her hand to move the clouds next to her, and then slowly retracted her hand. Although it was impossible to catch the cloud in her hand, she still hugged Fisher's neck happily, and then she turned her head and glanced at the person being
Surrounded by clouds and mist, she recalled the general scope before saying in surprise,
"Wait a minute, are we about to reach the location mentioned on the scroll?"
Fisher nodded, his pace still steady,
"If there is no problem with the route laid out by Balzac, we will soon reach the foot of the sycamore tree."
"It's so fast. I heard that even a well-equipped mountaineering team would have to climb the Saima Snow Mountain for at least half a month. You didn't have any equipment and you took me with you and you arrived in three days."
Valentina was a little surprised and stretched out her hand to pinch the muscles on Fisher's chest, and then withdrew her hand with a slightly rosy face. If Fisher hadn't had obvious biological characteristics, he would occasionally look at her and show that desire.
With a look that could eat her up, Valentina really wanted to wonder if he was a person in mechanical disguise.
"No, this brat is already at the eleventh level. He can drag a train built by you humans with one hand. His body is probably not big enough to fit between his teeth."
"Emhard."
Valentina blushed and glared at Emhart who started to say some suggestive words again. As a result, Sir Shu yawned and didn't want to pay attention to her at all. It was Fisher who opened his mouth that made this square book
The book stopped and she stopped talking. Valentina probably had a basic understanding of many of the terms they talked about in the past few days, such as "level" and so on. As she listened, she suddenly remembered,
asked,
"By the way, what are the levels you have been talking about these past few days? I would like to ask, how many levels do the Phoenixes have?"
Emhart's body surged with golden light, and then he said to Valentina,
"Not counting other abilities, it is probably between the ninth and twelfth levels. It is similar to the whale people in the sea, and a bit higher than the dragon race in the southern continent. But the Phoenix King and her three children may be
Myth level, otherwise I really can’t imagine how they could defeat the Chaos Seeds. Could it be that they relied on the few holy objects given to them by the Saints?”
Valentina opened her mouth and realized in her heart that Fisher was already almost as powerful as the legendary Phoenix. So if she were a Phoenix, would it be possible for her to become more powerful in the future?
After all, she didn't want Fisher to carry her like this all her life. She also wanted to become more powerful, at least not as useless as she is now.
But Emhart seemed to see through Valentina's thoughts. He smacked his lips and added,
"But, rank is an artificial consideration made by ancient humans to avoid danger. It is actually very inaccurate, because the higher the rank of a creature, the less contact it will have with humans. Their evaluation of these races
It's very vague and can only be roughly divided according to levels. Moreover, I don't know if a hybrid like you can reach the same level as the Phoenix. If the hybrid can reach the same level as the Phoenix, then according to the logic, the group of pictures
People from the Lan family should not be able to capture the descendants of Princess Yue."
"Here we are."
Just when Emhart was thinking, Fisher's footsteps suddenly stopped, causing him to sway and float into the air. He shook his head and looked ahead, only to see the clouds and mist they had walked over.
Arriving at the highest point of a mountain peak, the front of the highest point was covered with gently swaying clouds and mist, turning the vaguely visible mountains in the distance into shadows whose specific shapes were difficult to distinguish.
At the highest point of the mountain in front of you, there are several huge rocks that seem to have fallen from the sky running through the mountain in front of you. They are also dotted with some man-made ruins that have been wasted by time and covered by wind and snow. However, looking at them from a distance,
The ruins are quiet and mysterious, as if no one has been here for a long time.
"Is that the entrance marked by the scroll? There seems to be a building there, but it has been destroyed."
"Let's go and take a look."
Fisher carried Valentina on his back and walked towards the front of the mountain. Because the altitude here was too high, the wind blowing around was so strong that Valentina couldn't open her eyes.
Mhat was about to be blown into a windmill, so they had no choice but to cling tightly to Fisher, who remained motionless in the wind, and get closer to the ruins in front of them little by little.
"These buildings are so big. The broken door alone is about ten meters tall. But it doesn't seem like the buildings were built by the Phoenix. They should be built by other races."
The closer she got to the building in front of her, the size of the building that looked normal in the distance became larger and larger. Valentina took a look at the dilapidated stone building in front of her and suddenly said this.
Emhard still had some questions, but Fisher nodded.
"Well, I have seen the Snowflake Castle built by Princess Moon. Although I feel that the fortress built by Princess Moon combines the construction techniques of many other races, the sense of grandeur should be unique to the Phoenix species. The architecture here is too rough.
Moreover, the materials are all made of stone, which shows that the race that built it was restricted by the snow-capped mountain terrain, and it was built by a race under the snow-capped mountains, possibly by trolls."
Emhard glanced at Fisher, who was making the guess, and then at Valentina, who was standing on his back in agreement, and suddenly asked,
"Wait a minute, Fisher, when did you carry me to Snowflake Fortress? I've been with you all day, how come I didn't know?"
Fisher was observing the building and had no time to respond to him, but Valentina on his back winked at him, smiled evilly and whispered,
"This is Fisher and I's secret."
"Your mother."
Emhart with a dark face retracted into Fisher's arms and decided not to pay attention to Valentina. The deflated look made Valentina couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. She found out that this little book was teasing her.
His book friend is so interesting, no wonder Fisher takes him with him every day.
Fisher ignored their words at this time. He just frowned and looked at the ruins of the building that had turned into a mess, as if he smelled a familiar fragrance.
"Renee."
"Ha, what Renee?"
Valentina raised her head warily. Because her Nali language was not very good, she couldn't tell whether Fisher was pronouncing a name or a word. However, she looked over Fisher's shoulder and looked forward.
Looking around, I saw only a few wisps of white snow on the ground and many broken rubble and handicrafts.
".Do you smell anything?"
"fragrance?"
Valentina sniffed carefully and then shook her head. She looked at Fisher with some worry and said,
"I don't smell anything. Do you smell anything?"
"No, maybe there's something wrong with my nose."
Fisher was not sure if he was hallucinating again because he had completed the soul manual. Anyway, at this moment, he could always smell a very faint familiar fragrance in the thin air. That kind of fragrance Fisher could only feel when he was alone.
I smelled it on my body, it was Renee.
I had asked her before what kind of Kadu perfume she was wearing, and she shamelessly said it was "the body fragrance of a beautiful woman." At that time, Fisher was quite speechless, but he firmly remembered this.
fragrance.
Even though Fisher wasn't even sure whether the smell was an illusion, he still couldn't help but move towards the direction where the scent might come from. He carried Valentina on his back and walked towards the depths of the ruins.
On the road covered with wind and snow, you can occasionally see a few corpses that have turned into white bones. They are still wearing the robes of the Kadu Witch Research Association.
This is the expedition team Carlo mentioned before, right? This group of people brought back a black hair of the immortal witch here, and he just smelled a faint scent of Renee here. Is this in his head?
Is it a decoy spawned by hallucinations or is it really something?
"Fischer, look, there seems to be stairs there, and there is an underground layer in this ruins."
Just as Fisher was approaching the edge of the cliff, Valentina, who was looking around on his back, suddenly saw steps leading to the ground beside a stone pillar that penetrated the mountain. Fisher heard that
As Yan walked away, he saw a long staircase leading to a dark place. A cold wind came from below. Facing the cold wind, the fragrance that had been lingering in his nostrils became even stronger.
"Fisher, are we going down?"
"Well, there is nothing up there. If there is a road to the troll settlement, it must be here. I can see the road clearly in the dark, so it's okay."
Valentina nodded obediently and hugged Fisher tightly, as if she was afraid to look at the coming darkness. Emhardt also shrank his head nervously. He was not afraid of the darkness, otherwise he would
He didn't dare to run into the Devil's Abyss alone before, he was just afraid that a Baimon would suddenly emerge from below.
Everyone in front and behind became nervous, and Fisher's heartbeat also accelerated slightly, but not because of fear, but because of the faint fragrance. He began to feel that what he smelled was not an illusion, but something about the missing Renee below.
clues.
With an inquiring mind, he steadily descended into the darkness that no one had set foot on for a long time.
"Tap! Tread! Tread!"
The stairs were very long, and before Fisher took a step, the echoes of the soles of his shoes hitting the stone bricks under his feet kept coming. Valentina could see nothing but darkness, but Fisher could clearly see the structure under the stairs.
Below is a very wide and huge room, but this room is very empty. There is only a raised platform in the middle. On the ground under the platform, there are many complete or loose bones staggering here and there, and what race are they?
All have
The ones with obvious wing structures were obviously the bluebird species, the snow fox species with a fox-shaped head, and the other races were even humans, satyrs and several races that Fisher could not recognize.
"Fisher, why don't you leave? Did you see anything?"
"Well, I saw a lot of corpses lying on the ground. They should be those who wanted to go to the Sycamore Tree. Except for the five tribes of the Trolls, they couldn't get in and died here. The Trolls refused to include the six.
People including the clan entered the sycamore tree, and they even did not hesitate to kill those who trespassed."
"There must be a reason why the trolls did this. Maybe it was an order from the Phoenix?"
Valentina speculated, and Fisher nodded in agreement, and then walked forward over the bones on the ground. The faint fragrance at the tip of his nose became more and more obvious, and he passed over the bones stained with dried blood.
On the raised platform, Fisher suddenly discovered that there was an extremely long passage behind the room. But when he was on the top, there were cliffs in front of him. Why was there a road after going underground?
Fisher took a few steps forward with some confusion and found that there were many murals painted on both sides of the passage in front, and an ancient mythological story was painted on them.
It is said that a long time ago, in a place further north than the northernmost part of the world, there grew an extremely huge tree. The tree was so huge that it was even bigger than the world. The shackles of space could not be seen in front of it.
In any case, if you stand on that tree, you can go from the northernmost point to the southernmost point in the world with just one step.
That tree has been standing at the far end of the world since the beginning of the world. At that time, the world was quiet, as if there was only this tree in the world. Until one day when the sun set, a very strong tree came from the far south.
Giant dragon, although the giant dragon is strong, it is not one ten thousandth the size of the giant tree. The giant tree looked down at such a small dragon and mocked,
"I am bigger than the earth, and I am more sublime than the sky. Although you have great power, you cannot shake me at all. It is better to go back to where you came from to avoid comparing yourself with me."
These words angered the evil dragon. He angrily hit the giant tree with all his strength and burned its trunk with the flames from his mouth. It was of no avail. His majestic power was useless in front of the tree that was bigger than the world.
, making people laugh. So the evil dragon ran away in despair amidst the laughter of the giant tree, but the escaped evil dragon did not give up. He thought of a wonderful way to take revenge on the arrogant giant tree.
He drilled a very deep hole, deeper than the world, where grew the roots of a giant tree.
"Although I can't shake your trunk, your most important roots are extremely fragile. I will bite off your roots and take them away, hide them in a place where even you can't find them, and bury them, so that you will suffer the loss of your important roots.
The torture of things.”
So he bit off the root of the giant tree with hatred, then flew up to the top of the world and threw it with all his strength to a place that he didn't even know. He flew away with a smile and never came back, leaving only the anxious giant.
The tree searches for its roots all over the world.
The mythical story came to an abrupt end, because the last mural no longer told the story of giant trees and evil dragons, but a group of bird-like creatures with huge wings spread out and landed on a strange mountain range.
A pattern that is exactly the same as the rhizome of a giant tree, and the mountains growing on the rhizome also look extremely weird. They blend, jump, disconnect and connect with each other, as if the space is divided and it is difficult to distinguish the specific meaning.
Below, the conclusion of the myth is written in ancient Northern dialect,
"The rhizome smashed into the ground by the evil dragon splashed up the winding and towering mountains. It penetrated the ocean and the land, nourished the sacred minerals, and forged the unbearable cold for the creatures; until after a long time, another noble
The owners spread their wings and flew from afar, settled here, and re-created their legend."
Fisher frowned and looked at the mural in front of him. Suddenly he seemed to understand something. He walked step by step towards the corridor that was supposed to be a cliff. The deeper he walked into the corridor, the more and more traces of the bones became.
It was not until after a long walk that he saw a hall at the end of the corridor that was exactly the same as when he came. In the center of the hall, there was also an upward staircase.
The only difference from when it came was that someone used some huge sharp object to carve another line of crooked ancient northern characters on the ground.
"Anyone who is not a phoenix entering the foot of the sycamore tree will die."
Fisher squinted at a line of text on the ground, and then raised his eyes to look at the long stairs leading upwards. The sunshine outside penetrated the flying snow in the sky, illuminating the way forward.
There were many more bones lying on both sides of the stairs, but they were different from the bones in the hall before. The bones here were in a miserable state. They were either penetrated by some kind of giant object, or they were completely broken into two pieces.
On top of the stairs, there was a human skeleton pierced by a giant tree.
The corpse was wearing a Kadu mountaineering robe, with its mouth wide open, as if it had experienced some extreme pain before dying. Fisher guessed that the person in front of him might be the missing former president of the Witch Research Association, and the reason why he passed away
The Witch Research Association has not found him through the corridor behind them for so long, which only means that not everyone can see the corridor leading here.
"Fischer, the corpse seems to be holding something in its hands."
Through the increasingly bright sunlight outside, Valentina also saw the surrounding situation. She glanced at the corpse that was penetrated by the giant tree, and suddenly discovered that there seemed to be something underneath the corpse.
Fisher frowned and walked forward, turned the corpse over, and then revealed the items he had hidden under him. It turned out that the former president of the Witch Research Association was holding a small little boy tightly.
He picked up the small picture frame and found a strange oil painting on it.
The content of the oil painting is simple. It just paints the back of a black-haired woman whose face cannot be seen clearly on a white background. The woman's sitting posture is dignified and she has the same appearance as a human being, but it makes the viewer feel that this painting is
The subject of the painting was not a human being. I don’t know if it was an illusion. When he picked up the painting, the fragrance on the tip of Fisher’s nose became stronger, but when he wanted to explore again, he couldn’t smell the familiar scent.
The taste is gone.
I don’t know what kind of paint was used in this oil painting, which makes the picture extremely bright. However, the overall brushwork is distorted and unorganized. The seemingly random brushstrokes cleverly construct a beautiful picture. Valenti saw it.
Nadu clicked her tongue in surprise, but Emhardt, who was in Fisher's arms, suddenly screamed, jumped out of Fisher's arms and shrank to the corner of the hall.
"Ahhh! Hurry! Get that thing away quickly! Woohoo~"
"What's wrong, Mr. Shu, did you see anything?"
Valentina stared blankly at Emhardt, who suddenly shrank far away in fear, wondering what shocking thing he saw in this painting. Fisher also turned to look, only to
Seeing Emhardt's square body shivering in the corner of the room, he panted for a long time before he could speak, but even his words were a bit intermittent.
"Bye-Bye."
"What are you praying for?"
"Bai Meng! I even recognize this guy's taste and brushwork. This painting was painted by that guy!"
"ha?"
Valentina didn't know who Baimon was who could make Emhardt so frightened. She just looked at Fisher next to her with some doubts and saw that he raised his eyebrows after hearing Emhardt's words.
, then picked up the oil painting again and looked at it carefully. There was nothing special about this painting from top to bottom, let alone its confusing content.
But when Fisher turned the frame over, he suddenly saw three lines of Old Norse text on the back of the frame, writing from top to bottom the name of the painting, the meaning of the painting, and the gift of the painting.
people,
""Giving the Moon Princess""
"As an apology for the loss of etiquette by attending the celebration banquet rashly, I gave it to the Phoenix species, hoping to be forgiven by the Moon Princess who left the banquet. Please tell the Phoenix King on my behalf that I have returned the ten humans who were used as bets in the joke bet.
, and apologize to Princess Yue for my inappropriate joke."
"Devil Baimon~"
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