Chapter 2552 Unknown People on the Nameless Mountain
"In the east of the continent, there is a peninsula called the Land of Watch, and there is a place called Fuqingyouland on the island. Within the Fuqingyouland, there is a place called God's Paradise, which is the farthest point in the east of the continent.
The environment there is not inferior to the Fairy Pastoral Garden and the Magnificent Valley in the Holy Garden. My former guardian, the God of Requiem, Beth, was taken from the Floating Qingyouland, where it is more beautiful than the God of Requiem.
Powerful monsters are not uncommon. I have seen ninth-level, tenth-level and even eleventh-level holy snow and ice phoenixes there. When you go there, you have to find one you like and whose strength matches yours.
Guarding, I think it won’t be too difficult.”
There are always rumors of mysterious and powerful Warcraft all over the world. Even in the no-man's land at the border of some countries, there may be extraordinary and strange Warcraft hidden there. But those Warcraft are difficult to find and may not be suitable. If you really want to do this,
Looking for the beast of your choice in various places will mostly be a waste of time. Therefore, the World of Warcraft Forest is the most desirable place for everyone, because the combined area of the uninhabited areas of the World of Warcraft Forest is much larger than the territories of the Holy and Demonic Kingdoms.
Bing Zhixie felt that there were many rare and exotic beasts outside the Abyss of Light, including the crystalline Hydra King under the Demon Star Flower, which was also a legendary monster. But Drisco did not mention it, but instead said
He visited another place, which made him a little more interested. But the easternmost part of the mainland was too far.
Delisco saw his thoughts: "A suitable guardian is worth your journey. In addition, in addition to this place name, the scales and blood obtained from the dragon can allow you to take away some of yours."
My friend is refining and making pots, and these things are of great value to him."
Bing Zhixie said: "I want to ask you if there is a way to strip Long Ling. Long Ling·Power."
"You are indeed a smart child. If you are the direct host of Dragon Zero Power, as far as I know, there is no way to separate the two for the time being. But the integration of Power and Modo's fighting spirit makes this matter become a reality.
It's possible." Drisco asked: "You would ask this question, if any of your friends are suffering from this problem."
"Yes. Alice." Bing Zhixie told her directly.
Drisco chuckled and said: "I think it can be done, but I don't have a specific method. I can help you think of a way, but I am not a doctor or an expert on the soul. Oh, my former guardian,
The God of Requiem, Bess, is a magical beast that can feel the soul."
"I'm leaving."
"If you want to find them, go to Rumbo City. They are probably there now."
"I understand." Bingzhixie also left the snowy secret realm, leaving only Drisco and Velasquez in the secret realm.
"Can Shirley come back?"
"Based on her condition, she probably won't be able to come back." Delisco sighed softly: "She is our comrade, she is still young...things in the world are unpredictable!"
"Now that Dragon Zero World and World is in hand, it's time to take the next step, but which step is it? There are so many steps to take that I don't know where to start."
Drisco said: "You are not a person who is good at playing chess. Those who are good at chess have already known it. Now that someone has entered the game, we don't need to place heavy pieces at will. We will wait for the opportunity."
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In Barren Rock City, Pius was reading the obscure words in the "Book of the Lost World". Even though he invited many scholars in ancient writing and excerpted a paragraph for them to try to translate, no one could translate it accurately.
In fact, there are two kinds of texts in "The Book of the Lost World", one is the original text, which is the most incomprehensible. The other is the translation, but this translation is also ancient script, written in the early days of the ancient Phoenician kingdom.
"Is there no one who can translate this book?" Pios closed the page and felt unhappy. He also knew something about the ancient Phoenician kingdom and could recognize some characters, but the early writings of ancient Phoenicians were different from
There are differences in writing in the middle and later periods. After all, territorial expansion, racial compatibility, and literary progress will lead to changes in writing. Even the writing of the same country sometimes looks like a book from heaven.
He left the room, happened to meet Lucas, and asked: "Jennifer mentioned that there is a girl named Ruola who is traveling with you who knows the ancient Phoenician writing?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Can we find her?"
"She should be with Celeste Bingzhixie."
"Go find her and bring her."
Lucas hesitated: "This..."
"Huh? Are you in trouble?"
"I can give it a try, but there is no guarantee of success."
Pios frowned and was a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything. He just said: "Ask Sonif and the people from Fire Fang Team to go with you. Do you have anything else to do?"
"How's Jennifer?"
Pios lamented: "I am still prolonging my life, but..."
"Is this so?" Lucas is not a person who likes to show his true emotions, but now he is worried.
"I have a plan, but I don't want to go to that point. That's not a good idea, it will make her become a human and a ghost. If I can invite Miss Ruola here, maybe I can get it from "The Book of the Lost World"
"Find a way to save Jennifer."
"I understand, I'll go right away." Lucas cheered up and left Gaocheng.
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Nameless mountains, nameless peaks, a nameless cabin in the woods, and a famous person.
Savando gently wiped the dew-stained sword in his palm with a silk handkerchief. He had more than one sword of Ragnarok: "There are not many swords in this world that are worthy of me. I swear, you must cherish yourself, don't
Easily damaged."
The sword has a silver-white body and a slight gold tip. It is only two fingers wide and only 1.6 meters long. The sword is light, thin and steady, simple and not flashy. Only two silver vines are wrapped around the hilt, like keeping an oath.
He swung it casually, the sound of the sword was ethereal, and the meaning of the sword was mysterious. It was impossible to tell whether the sword meant anything real or false. It was as if it were made in heaven, as if the sword had always been here and should be here.
"Good, good sword." A burst of applause came from down the slope, gradually approaching.
"Which one is better is the sword or the sword?" Savant asked.
"Of course I'm good at swordsmanship. I don't know what your move is." The visitor said with sarcasm.
Savantou laughed heartily and seemed very happy: "My old friend, you actually take care of your illness and come to see me when you have time."
"Besides me, will anyone else come to visit you in this world? By the way, I'm not old. You can't say I'm old in front of others." The visitor stood a few steps away and looked at Savando and smiled.
"Is there anyone else here?"
"Even in front of insects, birds, flowers and plants, it won't work. I am so young!" The person who came was wearing a crown of rice ears, a long sword at his waist, and a long staff in his hand. His brows were heroic, like a phoenix among a hundred birds.
The lion king among beasts, but his costume is very simple.