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Chapter 121: Life Map

 "It's this thing that almost killed me!"

Holo supported Byrne and staggered to the pupa shell. Looking at the deformed baby inside, Byrne couldn't hold back and kicked the pupa shell.

The pupa shell, which had lost its black thread, was very light. When Byrne kicked it, it shook completely and almost tipped over.

Even though it was stabilized, the baby's body stored inside was shaken to the ground.

The baby's body fell out of the pupa shell and rolled several times on the ground. While rolling, it seemed to have been hit by something hard and it stopped there face down.

On Chaotian's back, Hero saw the same two small wings as those on the child puppet.

This pair of small wings is one black and one white, but the colors of both are not pure, and they are more gray, as if they have been washed and faded.

The size is also different from the shrunken wings of normal baby birds, they are smaller.

Growing on the baby's deformed body, it didn't feel awkward at all.

Without even looking carefully, you would just think that the shoulder blades are too prominent because of its thin body.

"These little wings, hey! None of them are normal!"

"This baby bird is too deformed. Its wings... are not even qualified for mating and reproduction in the group."

[Library] There are not many descriptions of baby bird groups, mainly because mother and baby birds are rare.

When the mother and baby birds are captured, the magicians also have other uses, and most likely they will not do any boring group experiments.

So Helo didn't know about their requirements for mating.

But when I saw these little wings... I was curious before. From their aesthetic point of view, there were some ugly ones in the group of guarding baby birds, but they seemed to be living a pretty good life, eating a lot of food.

Why is this baby bird being oppressed and having such a miserable life experience?

Guess it's the wings that are to blame.

"Huh? No, you want all this? This body has obviously been deceived by the people he talks about, and it is of no use at all."

Byrne's knowledge reserve is not weaker than that of Hero, and he can see the role of the baby in the pupa shell at a glance.

But for such a useless thing, Hero left him alone, leaving a seriously injured patient alone.

"I just think there's something weird about his wings."

Hero stepped over the pupa shell and squatted in front of the baby's body, looking at the two tiny and deformed bones on the back that couldn't be called wings.

Unlike the plump feathers of other baby birds, its wings are like those of a newborn chick, with only a thin layer of hair hanging on them. No wonder it looks faded from a distance, because there are too few feathers.

As Holo watched, his thoughts drifted to that weird module.

"Is there really something special about you?"

If there was nothing special about him, how could he be chosen by those people?

Even magicians don't have the time and energy to play these games.

Since you don't know clearly, you can only take it back first.

Hero reached out and pinched the pair of deformed wings, and with just a slight tug, the roots of the wings began to separate from the baby's back.

Unlike Byrne's previous attempt to capture the wings of a mother-and-child bird, which had a strong sense of pull, the pair of 'chicken wings' in Helo's hands were very easy to remove.

It's like it was originally disconnected and just slightly stuck inside.

"What are these chicken wings for? As decoration?"

Byrne was a little confused when he saw Hero stuffing those wings into the "flea skin bag".

The wings of the baby bird are solidified from the moment they are torn off. They belong to the category of materials and can also be regarded as accessories.

It can be used directly without processing.

But this also comes with a prerequisite.

When magicians choose them, they mostly look at the strength of the wings themselves.

If she is disabled, even if her wings are taken away, they will not be of much use.

Hero's pair are not yet strong and powerful wings.

It's completely useless.

"Never think too foolishly of your enemy. The only thing this baby bird can use after it dies is these wings."

Hero did not explain any more to Byrne.

He turned around and walked towards the altar, wanting to see if he could still find any clues.

"Huh? What do you mean? What does this have to do with it?"

Byrne didn't react for a moment. His body had not fully recovered at this moment. He did not follow Hero's footsteps for the first time. He chose to recuperate underneath for a while and think about what Hero's words meant.

The altar was covered with a thick layer of black mud.

Hero carefully rinsed it with a thin layer of black water.

The [Black Sea] had to be exposed in the previous battle. Fortunately, the polluted smell was covered by a black line, making it impossible to distinguish the specific source, and Byrne did not show any abnormal expression.

Only because the pollution aura on the altar was still there, did Hero dare to use it again.

The filthy altar was scraped off to reveal His true face.

Dense patterns were outlined on the square stones, and Hero could only distinguish some figures such as the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, etc., but he did not recognize other patterns.

Because those were some weird creatures, he had never read them in the library.

There are no words on it, but the person who painted these patterns must be an intelligent race that once lived here.

They have a civilization, a heritage, and a belief.

But they are definitely not those baby birds who only know how to eat. They do not have such wisdom and habits.

"Byrne, are you feeling better? Come and see if you recognize any of these."

Subconsciously, he felt that the information recorded on this altar was very important and could give them a deeper understanding of this city and even... that upside-down world.

"What makes you so excited?"

Byrne was still thinking about what he said, and felt a little unhappy when he was suddenly interrupted.

Why do you have an idea all of a sudden?

But when he jumped onto the altar, his eyes were attracted by the huge picture of living beings in front of him.

Immediately he shouted in surprise: "Picture of the living beings? Was a clan born here?"

"you know?"

Holo turned to look at Byrne, who was already lying on the ground stroking the patterns and grooves. His eyes were full of fanatical love.

"It's normal that you don't know him. This kind of thing usually won't be spread."

"Does your family have one too?"

Hearing what Byrne said, Hero's first reaction was to think of Fengdu.

"Smart, this thing is not only found in us, but also in every key main city. It is precisely because of them that our soul circuit and our region are so unique."

Byrne's tone was full of pride. This was not a secret, but any magician who had come into contact with the main city knew it.

But except for the grand dukes and the first founders of the main city, no one can explore the secrets contained within.

"Region and soul circuit..."

From a normal point of view, both of these are destined by nature, especially the area as the main city. Basically, there have been no large-scale changes in the historical text.

And the soul circuit is even more so.

However, in the main city, the probability of awakening is much higher, and most of them are of the same system.

Holo always thought it was caused by blood.

But from what Byrne said, it seemed that it was caused by the pattern on the stone in front of him.


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