"My descendants, come here to take responsibility. This is the mission of the royal family..." An ethereal voice came into Roy's ears. Roy felt that the blood circulation in his body had accelerated, and his
His blood instinct told him that the owner of the voice was their revered ancestor, the First King Nia Angel.
Before Roy could think more, the gem on the sword in front of him burst into bright light. The light quickly wrapped Roy in it, forming a cocoon of light. This scene was a bit familiar, just like Ai Anhe before.
I gave Roy the picture of inheritance.
But this time, it's not as simple as inheritance... The moment the light first bloomed, the entire room was filled with light. Then the light gradually dimmed. After the light cocoon was exposed for a while, cracks began to appear until it broke.
Roy is still the same Roy, with no change in appearance, but when he opens his eyes, his temperament changes and is completely different. The original Roy had a calm and steady temperament, but the current Roy has a profound and difficult-to-find temperament.
Elusive. What's more important is the look in those eyes, which seems to be recalling the past and lamenting the changes, revealing the heaviness of the years.
"A part of the soul can probably be sustained until the end. I borrowed the body. No matter whether it succeeds or not, I will send you out intact." [Roy] whispered to himself, looked at the thin sword at his waist, and carried it to his back.
Behind his back, he reached out and picked up the sword that returned to normal in front of him.
Holding the sword, [Roy] swung it a few times, as if he was getting familiar with this weapon, or getting familiar with this body. Two forces surged out of [Roy]'s body, one was the ultimate power of Fahd Continent,
The power of the bright spirit. The other one is the power of the dark abyss. If there are other living people here, they will notice that this originally weak power of the dark abyss is quickly approaching the level in the city of the dark abyss. The energy
The level is still rising, and it doesn't stop changing until it approaches the original power of Dark Abyss.
The two forces were entangled together. Under [Roy]'s deliberate control, there was no conflict and they flowed into the gem inlaid on the sword in his hand.
"This is Ai's power..." The moment the power of Mingling came out, [Roy] understood who the last owner of this power was, and also guessed the final outcome of Ai Angel, and his eyes dimmed instantly.
After so much, the death of blood relatives could no longer shake his mind. But the death of Al Angel still made him feel a little sad.
"Has that girl actually calculated it to this point? She even plotted against me, haha~" [Roy] chuckled. He also discovered that Roy inherited the power of the spirit from Ai, and all he had for him to use was a
A small part of it doesn't even have half the power of the Bright Spirit Stone, maybe only a quarter.
Most of the power of the Ming Spirit has been integrated into Roy's body and flesh, raising Roy's physical endurance to a whole new level. Otherwise, in the process of continuously increasing the intensity of the power of the dark abyss, there would be no
The power of the bright spirit integrated into the flesh and blood will not wait until it reaches a strength close to the original power of the dark abyss, and this body will be assimilated by the power of the dark abyss.
While [Roy] was feeling emotional, the sword in his hand also underwent tremendous changes. It could no longer be called a "sword". After receiving the influx of energy, the gem seemed to have received an instruction and was successfully unlocked.
The gems are completely integrated into the weapon, causing the entire weapon to change.
The weapon in his hand has been reshaped from an ornamental sword into a black spear with blood patterns on it. The tip of the spear is covered with blood mist, as if thousands of souls are roaring. The spear is decorated with tin, and the pattern is like a bird.
The same as the neck.
Of course he can also use a sword, but as a king who fought on the battlefield, the spear of the king of the battlefield is his best weapon. With the blessing of that gem, the ornamental sword that was originally of poor quality was transformed into a long spear.
It's a little worse than his original weapon, but it's barely enough.
[Roy] only temporarily borrowed this body, rather than seizing it. Roy's memories have not been integrated. Naturally, [Roy] is not sure about Lin Jiu's situation, but the target locations are the same.
The moment he left the underground building, [Roy] turned his attention to the location of the Temple of Origin in the central area.
"Can you translate what is written on this thing? What do you want?" Qing looked at the person in front of him warily. In front of him was an old man, with not much meat on his body, as thin as an old osprey.
His triangular face turned pale red under the blood light, with two cheekbones protruding sharply, and his eyes were narrowed. Looking at the appearance alone, it was very scary.
If he hadn't seen that the other party was actually a resident of Dark Abyss City who could communicate normally, Qing's fist would have fallen on the old man's ugly face. Of course, this was also the case when Qing felt that the threat from the other party was not too strong.
Some ideas.
After Qing escaped from Luojin Palace, he was naturally very curious about this stone tablet. He found a quiet corner and took out the stone tablet to check it out. There were indeed words on the stone tablet, but he couldn't understand it. The words on it were not his.
Included in the language pack of this native world.
When he was not going to delve into the origin of the stone tablet and was about to go to the Palace of Sources to meet Lin Jiu and the others, the old man appeared in front of him, indicating that the text on the stone tablet was Mikael's official text, Rusk. He could
Help translate these words.
Qing didn't doubt whether this guy had the ability to translate text, and who could still retain consciousness in the City of Dark Abyss, who didn't have the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box, but what he was wary of was the other person's intention. There was no connection between them,
This guy won't live long, so how can he take the initiative to come to help? To put it bluntly, finding a corner with good feng shui and waiting to die is what they should do.
"I have been looking for this stone tablet for a long time. Are you still worried about what I, a dying man, will do?" The old man said with a hint of desolation in his words, looking at the stone tablet in Qing's hand.
"Then who can say for sure?" Qing Zui complained, but still placed the stone tablet in front of the old man. The old man immediately stared at the stone tablet with bright eyes, translated on the spot, and wrote the translated words on the ground.
Qing even went over to take a look to make sure that the text he was using for translation was the common language on the Fahd continent. Don't translate a text that he couldn't understand into another one that he couldn't understand.
.
"Everything is settled... Hahaha..." The old man finished translating the words on the stone tablet, and before Qing could speak, he let out a few laughs with unknown emotions, lost his voice, and at the same time was quickly completely assimilated by the power of the dark abyss. Qing
I watched with my own eyes as the old man turned into a puddle of pure blood and was absorbed by the ground.
"So this is where the blood streaks on this house come from." Qing keenly noticed that after the old man died, the blood turned into water was absorbed by the bluestone floor, and the blood streaks on the corners of the surrounding stone houses spread upwards by a few centimeters. Suddenly
Now I understand where the blood patterns on the walls of the houses in Dark Abyss City come from.
After understanding the origin of the blood streaks, Qing looked at this huge city of the dark abyss. Except for those special buildings, almost every house had blood streaks on the wall, and they spread to half of his waist. He couldn't help but gasp.
From the tone, it can be seen that the number of people who died in the Dark Abyss City that year should be in the hundreds of thousands.
"My descendants, come here to take responsibility. This is the mission of the royal family..." An ethereal voice came into Roy's ears. Roy felt that the blood circulation in his body had accelerated.
Instinct told him that the owner of the voice was their revered ancestor, the First King Nia Angel.
Before Roy could think more, the gem on the sword in front of him burst into bright light. The light quickly wrapped Roy in it, forming a cocoon of light. This scene was a bit familiar, just like Ai Anhe before.
I gave Roy the picture of inheritance.
But this time, it's not as simple as inheritance... The moment the light first bloomed, the entire room was filled with light. Then the light gradually dimmed. After the light cocoon was exposed for a while, cracks began to appear until it broke.
Roy is still the same Roy, with no change in appearance, but when he opens his eyes, his temperament changes and is completely different. The original Roy had a calm and steady temperament, but the current Roy has a profound and difficult-to-find temperament.
Elusive. What's more important is the look in those eyes, which seems to be recalling the past and lamenting the changes, revealing the heaviness of the years.
"A part of the soul can probably be sustained until the end. I borrowed the body. No matter whether it succeeds or not, I will send you out intact." [Roy] whispered to himself, looked at the thin sword at his waist, and carried it to his back.
Behind his back, he reached out and picked up the sword that returned to normal in front of him.
Holding the sword, [Roy] swung it a few times, as if he was getting familiar with this weapon, or getting familiar with this body. Two forces surged out of [Roy]'s body, one was the ultimate power of Fahd Continent,
The power of the bright spirit. The other one is the power of the dark abyss. If there are other living people here, they will notice that this originally weak power of the dark abyss is quickly approaching the level in the city of the dark abyss. The energy
The level is still rising, and it doesn't stop changing until it approaches the original power of Dark Abyss.
The two forces were entangled together. Under [Roy]'s deliberate control, there was no conflict and they flowed into the gem inlaid on the sword in his hand.
"This is Ai's power..." The moment the power of Mingling came out, [Roy] understood who the last owner of this power was, and also guessed the final outcome of Ai Angel, and his eyes dimmed instantly.
After so much, the death of blood relatives could no longer shake his mind. But the death of Al Angel still made him feel a little sad.
"Has that girl actually calculated it to this point? She even plotted against me, haha~" [Roy] chuckled. He also discovered that Roy inherited the power of the spirit from Ai, and all he had for him to use was a
A small part of it doesn't even have half the power of the Bright Spirit Stone, maybe only a quarter.
Most of the power of the Ming Spirit has been integrated into Roy's body and flesh, raising Roy's physical endurance to a whole new level. Otherwise, in the process of continuously increasing the intensity of the power of the dark abyss, there would be no
The power of the bright spirit integrated into the flesh and blood will not wait until it reaches a strength close to the original power of the dark abyss, and this body will be assimilated by the power of the dark abyss.
While [Roy] was feeling emotional, the sword in his hand also underwent tremendous changes. It could no longer be called a "sword". After receiving the influx of energy, the gem seemed to have received an instruction and was successfully unlocked.
The gems are completely integrated into the weapon, causing the entire weapon to change.
The weapon in his hand has been reshaped from an ornamental sword into a black spear with blood patterns on it. The tip of the spear is covered with blood mist, as if thousands of souls are roaring. The spear is decorated with tin, and the pattern is like a bird.
The same as the neck.
Of course he can also use a sword, but as a king who fought on the battlefield, the spear of the king of the battlefield is his best weapon. With the blessing of that gem, the ornamental sword that was originally of poor quality was transformed into a long spear.
It's a little worse than his original weapon, but it's barely enough.
[Roy] only temporarily borrowed this body, rather than seizing it. Roy's memories have not been integrated. Naturally, [Roy] is not sure about Lin Jiu's situation, but the target locations are the same.
The moment he left the underground building, [Roy] turned his attention to the location of the Temple of Origin in the central area.
"Can you translate what is written on this thing? What do you want?" Qing looked at the person in front of him warily. In front of him was an old man, with not much meat on his body, as thin as an old osprey.
His triangular face turned pale red under the blood light, with two cheekbones protruding sharply, and his eyes were narrowed. Looking at the appearance alone, it was very scary.
If he hadn't seen that the other party was actually a resident of Dark Abyss City who could communicate normally, Qing's fist would have fallen on the old man's ugly face. Of course, this was also the case when Qing felt that the threat from the other party was not too strong.
Some ideas.
After Qing escaped from Luojin Palace, he was naturally very curious about this stone tablet. He found a quiet corner and took out the stone tablet to check it out. There were indeed words on the stone tablet, but he couldn't understand it. The words on it were not his.
Included in the language pack of this native world.
When he was not going to delve into the origin of the stone tablet and was about to go to the Palace of Sources to meet Lin Jiu and the others, the old man appeared in front of him, indicating that the text on the stone tablet was Mikael's official text, Rusk. He could
Help translate these words.
Qing didn't doubt whether this guy had the ability to translate text, and who could still retain consciousness in the City of Dark Abyss, who didn't have the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box, but what he was wary of was the other person's intention. There was no connection between them,
This guy won't live long, so how can he take the initiative to come to help? To put it bluntly, finding a corner with good feng shui and waiting to die is what they should do.
"I have been looking for this stone tablet for a long time. Are you still worried about what I, a dying man, will do?" The old man said with a hint of desolation in his words, looking at the stone tablet in Qing's hand.
"Then who can say for sure?" Qing Zui complained, but still placed the stone tablet in front of the old man. The old man immediately stared at the stone tablet with bright eyes, translated on the spot, and wrote the translated words on the ground.
Qing even went over to take a look to make sure that the text he was using for translation was the common language on the Fahd continent. Don't translate a text that he couldn't understand into another one that he couldn't understand.
.
"Everything is settled... Hahaha..." The old man finished translating the words on the stone tablet, and before Qing could speak, he let out a few laughs with unknown emotions, lost his voice, and at the same time was quickly completely assimilated by the power of the dark abyss. Qing
I watched with my own eyes as the old man turned into a puddle of pure blood and was absorbed by the ground.
"So this is where the blood streaks on this house come from." Qing keenly noticed that after the old man died, the blood turned into water was absorbed by the bluestone floor, and the blood streaks on the corners of the surrounding stone houses spread upwards by a few centimeters. Suddenly
Now I understand where the blood patterns on the walls of the houses in Dark Abyss City come from.
After understanding the origin of the blood streaks, Qing looked at this huge city of the dark abyss. Except for those special buildings, almost every house had blood streaks on the wall, and they spread to half of his waist. He couldn't help but gasp.
From the tone, it can be seen that the number of people who died in the Dark Abyss City that year should be in the hundreds of thousands.