The elves, whom Qing has seen before, are part of the Cangyue Alliance. I heard that in the earliest Cangyue Alliance, the elves were the dominant ones. As the strength of other natural life races continues to grow, there are also factors such as wars.
, the status of the elves is not as high as in the past, and is the same as other races in the Cangyue Alliance.
Therefore, this kind of writing that Qing cannot understand is the writing of ancient elves. Mastering a new language will be of great benefit to the subsequent exploration, and Qing has no reason to choose not to.
After using this [Book of Ancient Elf Language], the books in Qing's hands followed those bookshelves and turned into a handful of ashes, which were scattered on the ground by Qing.
"My warrior, please meet me in the temple." The voice appeared in Qing's ears again.
Qing didn't believe that the owner of the voice couldn't feel his suspicion, unless the other person was mentally retarded, but there was still no change. This really aroused his interest.
"What's the name? What happened?" Qing used the ancient Elvish language, and naturally he had to use it after learning it.
"My name is Loris, the goddess of the mountains. I was deceived by rebellious believers to leave the mountains and come to the temple. They sealed me in the temple in order to extract my divine power. Young warrior, I
I feel that the outside world is facing a catastrophe, so let me use my last bit of divine power to pray for you..."
"Okay, goddess. How should I find you? Where is the church?" Qing responded with a "firm" tone in her tone.
"Be careful... believers." The goddess's voice gradually became quieter until it disappeared. Qing asked again, but there was no response. This guy is a liar, and he was so fluent when he made up a story for him just now.
Regardless of whether this goddess Loris is true or not, the other party still met the believer in the end. Is it possible that there are still traces of those so-called believers in the underground palace?
Qing thought for a while and shook his head. Unfortunately, he was not a contractor or a hunter, so he needed special units to drop treasure chests. Even if he killed these "believers", the benefits would not be great.
After walking out of this room, Qing returned to the corridor and looked at the wall on that side. Now he recognized the words on it.
[The jungle cannot be defiled...]
[The flower of rebirth blooms on the rotten wood...]
[The fallen king, the loyal knight...the one who forged blood and soul...]
[Flags waving, horns blaring]
[Obsession is woven into a fog, and the soul is trapped in it.]
…
Before, Qing could only see that it was a type of writing, but now after learning the ancient Elvish language, he could identify the writing on the wall. He also recognized that these words were written by different people, not carved by one person.
"Obsession woven into the fog... doesn't that mean?" When Qing saw this sentence, he immediately thought of the mysterious fog in the Misty Forest. Could this be the origin of the fog?
"Death to the Riddler!" These words were all half-formed, and their meaning was unclear. Qing could only write them down, but could not understand their meaning.
Qing looked at the entire wall and determined that there was nothing else to gain except these words, so he focused on the room on the right again. The second room he just opened was the [Book of Ancient Elf Language], so what about the other rooms?
Are there any similar items that are still available?
It doesn't take too many. If there is one in each room, there will be seven or eight rooms in this corridor. In total, there will be seven or eight props.
Qing came to the first room door. There was no handle or lock on it. If the second room door had not been opened in front of him, he was not sure that the doors of these rooms could be opened.
boom!
There was no response from the door, and Qing was not polite and kicked it in. Anyway, the process of kicking in the door was really relaxing.
The door is dented, and there is no trap. As long as Qing Zai kicks it, the door can be kicked open.
Da da da da…
Just when Qing was about to kick open the door of this room, he heard footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor. The footsteps were rapid and sounded like they were running. There was no doubt that the owner of these footsteps was
It's coming towards Qing's position.
To be cautious, Qing retreated to the corridor and leaned against the corner wall. Soon, footsteps appeared in the corridor, close to where he kicked the door.
Qing summoned a small flower spirit, flapped its wings and stayed in the air. The flower spirit quietly poked its head out and shared its vision with Qing.
What I saw was a humanoid creature from the back, wearing a black cloak. The black cloak extended to the ankles, with ragged edges and many holes on it.
Pay attention to the position of the ankles. There is only a cloak and no feet. It is certain that this guy is definitely not a human. The other person turned around and scanned the surroundings, seeming to be looking for the source of the movement.
Qing also saw the other party's appearance clearly. He looked like a skinny, dry, numb mummy with gray-brown skin. His eyes only had whites, no eyeballs, and the corners of his mouth kept an upward curve, revealing a sense of madness.
a feeling of.
This guy raised one hand and kept it on his chest. His fingers were thin and dry. The other hand was hidden in the black robe. The other person's behavior didn't look very smart, as if he just heard something.
The sound of Qing kicking the door attracted me.
"This guy is the believer that the goddess said? Wait, this guy has no feet, and those footsteps..." Just when Qing thought of this, he felt the sound of breaking through the air behind him.
Qing decisively lowered his body, and the air flow passed over his head. Hearing the attack from behind, Qing collided with the wall. Without turning his head, Qing swept his leg backwards. The opponent kicked the wall with one of his feet.
, now stand on one foot, and with such a sweep, the opponent can immediately lose their center of gravity.
However, Qing miscalculated and he did kick something. He looked over and saw that it was a pair of skeleton legs, and there was nothing else.
"Haha..." The black-robed believer let out a hoarse laugh and floated over. The pair of skeleton legs made a clicking sound and returned to the believer's black robe.
"..." Qing was speechless. What kind of physiological structure is this, a combination of a mummy and a skeleton? By the way, he also ate the Split Devil Fruit. His organs can move outside the body. I don't know if it is limited to these skeleton legs.
"Put yourself into the arms of God." The black-robed believer seemed to have not spoken to a human for thousands of years... maybe it was literally thousands of years, and it was extremely difficult to say a few words.
"Okay." Qing smiled and approached the opponent, his fists already wrapped with energy.
"My God..." When the black-robed believer heard Qing's answer, as if he hadn't seen his movements, the hand that had been on his chest suddenly raised up. There was a bit of excitement in his hoarse voice.
boom!
Qing's fist fell hard on the black-robed believer's head, sending him flying out with his head and body, and smashed against the wall. The pair of skeleton legs remained in place.