"It's a poem." Beowulf read it over and handed it to them.
Bimoye took the scroll and read a few lines, but Luo interrupted: "What the hell is this poem? It's written in a very ordinary way. I thought it recorded some important secret."
Bimoye was about to continue reading, but a falling sound disturbed him.
The hammer-wielding dwarf held a hawk-headed sledgehammer in his hand, pointed at the dwarf corpse on the ground and said, "I just wanted to take a look at the hammer in his hand, and he fell down on his own."
Bewolf scolded: "You shouldn't move around. After all, he is also the ancestor of our dwarves."
The hammer-wielding dwarf said aggrievedly: "General, I don't know what will happen to me in the future. The weapon you are familiar with is gone. This sledgehammer can be used just right?"
Bevorf frowned.
Several years of mercenary career have made Luo more pragmatic than before. He said: "These weapons can indeed help us. If we take them away, will these ancient people forgive us? Bimoye, what do you think?"
Bimoye raised his head and looked at the mage in front of him. The ice blue staff in his hand made him a little moved. However, he is a person who pays more attention to dignity. Although he is moved, it is not easy to take it directly. As for the eternal frozen stone on the altar.
Ice, he thought, might be needed in the future, and as the only ice mage here, he should carry it with him.
He suddenly smiled: "It's already this time, why do you still care about these things? Of course, saving your life is the most important thing. Take away everything that can be used. If we don't need it, our companions will use it." He looked at the long staff in the mage's hand.
, this blue crystal-colored luminous staff feels cold and heavy in the hand. It is actually made of metal. I don’t know what kind of metal can continuously emit blue luminescence.
He stretched out his hand and was about to take off the long staff when he suddenly noticed that the mage's chest was rising and falling. He thought he was dazzled. He looked up and found that the originally distracted eyes under the mage's mask were staring at him, and then uttered three words: "
Tree, not tree..." After saying that, he fell down on his back.
At this moment, everyone was shocked, and the remaining frozen corpses also fell down in shock. Everyone was so frightened that they took a few steps back and looked at the seven corpses on the ground quietly until they were sure that they had not turned into zombies.
Then I carefully stepped forward and took a look.
"I...did I hear it correctly? Bi Moye, did that person speak just now?" Luo couldn't believe his ears, wondering if he had lost his head due to the cold and had an illusion.
Bewolf said firmly: "You heard it right, I heard it too. He said a few words, but I didn't hear them clearly. Boy, did you hear them clearly?"
Bimoye nodded: "He said 'a tree is not a tree'."
"The tree is not a tree." Ke'er whispered several times.
Luo Muddle-headed said: "The tree is not a tree? What do you mean? Does it mean that the evil tree on the sacred mountain is not a tree? No, why can he speak?" He couldn't believe it: "This old mage shouldn't have been dead for hundreds of years.
Really? Can a person who has been dead for so long still talk?"
Ke'er said: "I have heard of a saying - frozen people. I wonder if you have heard of it than Moye."
Bimoye looked sternly: "Of course I know. This is some people who study magic medicine who are studying a method of freezing people to prolong their lives. There are many incurable injuries. Just because they can't be cured now doesn't mean they won't be cured in the future, so some people want to cure them.
People with terminal illnesses are kept alive and frozen until medical advances can cure those terminal diseases, and then they can be thawed and treated.”
Bewulf said: "Like a frozen funeral magic?"
"Yes, it's very similar. But the frozen funeral can only maintain the frozen state for a short period of time. Scholars are studying long-term frozen resurrection methods. In this regard, the Holy Garden, including very powerful countries, and medical schools are all
Research. Relevant personnel in Debiles have also conducted experiments, and they have achieved success on some Warcraft. I don’t know the results of human experiments.”
"So there are such medical methods!" Luo lamented that it was the first time he heard about this. He pointed at the old mage on the ground and asked: "Is he what you said? What kind of frozen man?"
Bimoyer said: "I guess he did not deliberately turn himself into a frozen person, but just happened to reach that critical state when he was frozen. When the ice power was released, his body gradually recovered, and the words he had never forgotten before his death became
Let it out at this time."
Luo praised: "Bi Moye, you are so smart, you know this. If it were anyone else, you would have been frightened."
Ke'er was unhappy: "I've obviously said it, why don't you praise me?"
"Uh..." Luo smiled awkwardly.
The short man holding the hammer said: "A tree is not a tree... It must be very important for these three words to stick with him so much. The evil tree does not look like a tree, but everyone can see it at a glance, so there is no need to emphasize it, right? Isn't it?
He said 'World Tree'?"
Bimoye's pupils shrank: "It must be the World Tree, not a tree!"
"If the World Tree is not a tree, what is it?"
"We'll find out after we go see it."
Ke'er said: "Before leaving, feel around all of them. These seven people must have been very strong in life, and the things they used were not bad. Hey, look..." She pointed to the clothes and armor of these people.
Something had been rubbed off or torn off, obviously like the factory emblem that had been worn away.
Bimoye said: "The mystery of these people makes me more and more curious. If I can know their identities, maybe I can figure out what they are going to do."
The hammer-wielding dwarf fumbled, and after hearing what they said, he tried to unmask the dead man, but the unmasking frightened him so much that he fell to the ground.
"What's wrong?" Luo picked up the mask with the tip of his spear. Everyone felt uncomfortable after seeing it.
I saw that there were many small black circles on the skin of these people that were about to emerge, just like lotus seeds growing in lotus pods. There were such things on their faces, necks, foreheads, and even eyeballs. At first glance, they looked like little black circles.
I thought they had contracted some infectious disease and developed black blisters. If you look carefully, these small black circles appear under the skin and can be poked, like some kind of unknown parasite.
Ke'er carefully lifted up the clothes of one of them with the Red Peak Sword. The exposed body was covered with black stuff, which was extremely disgusting. The hammer-wielding dwarf quickly threw away everything he touched, for fear that he would become like that.
Bewulf said: "We have everything in hand, and there is no point in throwing it away. If it gets infected, none of us here can escape. Just take your things and go out. If you let your companions wait too long, they will think something happened to us."
"
There were still many things in the ice room, but they didn't dare to take any more and left quickly.
After leaving the ice cave, Avro and Scar were waiting at the entrance of the cave. Bewolf nervously checked the traces of blood on the guardian stone statue and wiped them away. I don't know if they looked at the location of the blood stains. If so,
After seeing it, he had no choice but to sigh helplessly.
…
(I’ve been holding it in for a long time, but I still haven’t figured out the riddle. I’ll leave a hole for now and think about it slowly.)