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Chapter 19: Turing the Banshee

"Who?" Jane's eyes fell on the farthest distance. In the mist, a pale shadow flew over, resembling the legendary ghost Ai Sui Chuan.

What surprised Jane was that before the voice appeared, even the magic mirror didn't sense the other party's existence.

"Aren't you the artifact with the strongest perception?" Jane asked in her heart.

Ediger replied nonchalantly: "Artifacts occasionally malfunction. This guy is very weird - in fact, the kid next to you is the weirdest. You actually followed him stupidly to such a weird and incredible place.

Place...you can’t blame me for this.”

The magic mirror was actually very depressed. It knew countless things, but Dulan beside Jane seemed to know some secrets better than he did.

"This is so fucking angry!"

"Are you the last bloodline of the pale goblin?" Dulan looked at the ghost floating over, but he was not afraid. He knew that the woman in front of him was just a spirit body, and she was a pure spirit body with no attack ability.

"Pale goblin...what is that?" The woman came closer, and only then could Dulan and Jane see her appearance.

This is a very handsome girl with pale skin all over her body. She is wearing clothes with the same skin color. Standing in the mist, it is almost impossible to distinguish her. Her feet are about three feet off the ground, floating strangely in the air. She

There was a look of confusion in his eyes.

"But this name seems familiar to me, but I can't remember anything." The woman said calmly.

Jane looked at Dulan in confusion, and Dulan told her to be calm. Since this spirit appeared, it meant that the information he obtained from the game company was correct.

"I didn't expect that I suddenly had the opportunity to steal something. Although I had planned to come to the Fairy Ruins before, I was short of time after all. It was still unknown whether I would come or not. Now that I'm here, I can't leave empty-handed." Dulan thought.

Thinking silently.

He nodded and smiled at the spirit: "It doesn't matter. I can answer any questions you have."

The woman looked at Du Lan blankly for a while, then asked: "What is my name?"

"Turing." Duran replied without hesitation: "Turing Munroe. Your father is Sauron Adolphe Munroe. He is the first generation of pale goblins, and you are the second and current generation.

The last bloodline of pale fairies on the continent."

"Pale goblin?" Turing frowned, as if he didn't believe it.

Duran shrugged: "This is the name your race calls itself. It was named by the man mourning on the tombstone in front of you."

"Oh?" When the name on the tombstone was mentioned, the spirit suddenly became interested: "Can you tell more about his story?"

The smile on Dulan's face grew wider, and he coughed: "Of course."

However, at this moment, a terrifying roar suddenly came from the distance!

The earth suddenly began to shake, and countless stones collapsed. Only the tombstone of the King of Spirits in the center stood tall and motionless.

A trace of anger flashed across Turing's face, as if she was disturbed. Her body quickly passed through the stones: "I'll come back as soon as I go, you guys wait for me here."

After saying that, the figure of the spirit body disappeared from the eyes of the two people.



"That voice just now, should it be Jules?" Jane asked.

Duran nodded: "Other than him, there should be no one who can make such a big noise in the Goblin Ruins. The fog here alone is enough to give others a headache, but I guess it can't be hidden from him with the blessing of Mother Oser."

"We are now hiding in the core of the goblin ruins. If Turing hadn't let us in deliberately, ordinary people would not be able to get here. Although it is safer here, Jules may not be able to discover it. So we still have to think of something.

Find a way to kill him." Dulan showed a thoughtful expression.

Jane raised her eyelids and chose silence, but she hugged the Deep Sea Crown tightly in her hands.

"Well done, let this guy have a fight with that Jules. I bet that this guy's real strength is much more than what we see. Back then, when he only had the strength of gray iron, he was able to push back the bulky guy who was in the golden realm.

Knight, now that he has the golden realm as his backing, this guy's ability to do evil must be even stronger." The magic mirror yelled in Jane's heart. This time it was finally his turn to be complacent. The reason was very simple. Dulan obviously didn't.

It can be seen that Jules' prestige will not last long, and he is still preparing to deal with the opponent. This is actually a misunderstanding.

Jules, as the guinea pig of Orser's mother, his body

There are three kinds of power gathered on it, one comes from sorcery, one comes from the Orser plane, and the other comes from a metal civilization. The third power comes from either the dwarves or the dwarfs, in the case of Ediger

With his knowledge, it is easy to judge that these three powers are actually completely incompatible, and can only be temporarily integrated with the powerful blessing of Mother Oser.

In other words, Jules' strength is just a temporary phenomenon on the surface. There is a battle of three forces going on in his body all the time. This forced balance cannot be maintained for long. Once the balance is broken, then he himself will definitely be

Will die suddenly.

The magic mirror saw this very clearly, and he told Jane that all she needed to do was delay.

However, Dulan had no idea about this.

Dulan frowned, but since Turing flew over, the vibration in that area disappeared. Although this banshee has no offensive ability, it masters all the magic circles and mystical mechanisms in the goblin ruins. The pale goblin's

Although the powerful power has long disappeared in the wind with the long river of time, the remaining power is enough to resist foreign enemies.

After a while, Turing suddenly appeared from behind them: "A strange thing is coming, and my magic seems to be unable to resist it."

"Let's go hide below." The banshee's voice was extremely cold, and naturally Dulan and Jane had no objection.

So under the leadership of Turing, the three of them walked down through a gap in the earth. They walked for about several miles, and Duran estimated that they had reached about a mile underground, when they finally stopped.

"Let's stay here, he shouldn't be able to find it here." Turing said lightly, her eyes always focused on Duran: "Now, you can tell. I want to know the story about that man.

More."

Du Lan smiled slightly, and at this moment, Jane suddenly interrupted: "Why do you want to know that man's story?"

A strange look appeared on Turing's face, which seemed confused and crazy. After a long time, she hesitated and said: "I don't know. I don't know what my name is, and I don't know why I exist.

There seems to be a voice in my mind constantly calling me to protect this place and the man's tombstone. But I have no idea why I do this. I wander here aimlessly all day long,

This feeling made me very uncomfortable, but I couldn't resist the power of that voice."

"I've always wanted to know why I want to guard here." Turing said slowly.

Jian Moran could also see that the banshee in front of her did not seem to have any resemblance to the legendary murderous pale goblin. Turing looked like an ordinary girl. There was no murderous aura in her body, but only

Endless confusion.

"Why do you want to guard here?" Duran smiled. He looked at Turing seriously and said, "Isn't all this your own choice?"

Turing tilted his head in confusion: "My own... choice?"

"Yes." Dulan said: "After the death of the Spirit King, the pale fairies moved his grave here, and then they all retreated to the isolated demiplane - the Moon Ring Island. Only you remain.

He came down and stayed in this ruins."

Turing looked at Duran blankly, and said with some difficulty: "Why should I stay?"

"Because you want to stay with him." Dulan said.

Turing looked sad, and suddenly two lines of tears flowed from her eyes: "Why, why do I cry? Shouldn't the spirit body not shed tears?"

"Why do I feel so heartbroken?"

Duran sighed: "You are not a pure spirit, you are a banshee. And before this, you were not an ordinary pale goblin. You are the wife of the Spirit King Guy, the Pale Queen Turing!"

(To be continued.)


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