The elves dismantled the curse cellar not because all the elves were enlightened and hated the use of curse energy to cut the world. Their civilization is indeed extremely prosperous, but this does not mean that their personal qualities are not that high.
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They would choose to dismantle the curse cellar, just because the emperor of that generation was far-sighted. He judged that if the curse could be used again, the unified barrier might not be able to hold the curse energy... and the curse energy collected would not be used much.
Making strong men and researching technology are mostly used for various luxurious and meaningless purposes.
For the sake of future generations, he decided to ban the use of cursed energy - once anyone exposed to cursed energy is discovered, he may be sentenced to the "absolute death penalty" at most.
Under the supervision of the emperor, it took more than a hundred years of beatings, kicks, coaxing and scaring before the elves reluctantly gave up the custom of extracting spell energy. And it took three hundred years.
, they finally adapted to their new life without magical powers.
——Since the elves dismantled the curse cellar reluctantly.
Then it is entirely possible that the elves somewhere would risk the death penalty and secretly leave behind one or two small curse cellars.
Annan thought of this possibility when he came into contact with the silver stone curse cellar through his child's nightmare.
Now it seems that...it is indeed true.
"How do you open this door?"
The wandering child tried to push the door and found that it had no response.
He asked the others with interest: "How about I melt it...? This is different from the Silver Stone Curse Cellar. I feel that it is an ordinary rock that can be melted."
When he was found by Annan, he had said in advance that he might come over to melt a city wall or a door or something. But after coming here, except for melting the ceiling when he jumped out of the sewer, there was nothing.
What hands have been moved?
Along the way, he watched Citalopram attack with two rounds of zombies to seal them all away, and watched the various explosives carved in the dark and perform various meritorious deeds, and he always felt a little itchy...
"...Aren't you the elf profession?"
Zhuo Ya, on the other hand, raised her hand and looked at the child hesitantly: "Don't you know how to open this kind of door?"
"The place where I learned Sky Strike didn't let me enter the curse cellar."
The child spread his hands helplessly.
[Sky Strike] is the prerequisite for Wind Dancer. He was learning the copy of Sky Strike at that time...that is, when he was staying with Miss Porphys, he also wanted to enter the Silver Stone Curse Cellar to have a look, but it turned out that he
As soon as he approached the curse cellar and the scene in front of him was still in a state of fragmentation, he was kicked out mercilessly.
"...We are all greedy people..."
Annan muttered in a low voice.
"What?"
Si Anqi asked subconsciously, but was slapped on the arm by Citalopram, signaling him to be silent.
The two Hands of Winter focused their attention.
I saw Annan looking at the runes on the door and reciting them word by word.
This is not a simple Elvish language...but Frost Language. Frost Language can be regarded as an Elf dialect that communicates with dragons. The writing and grammar are different from ordinary Elf Language...probably similar to Cantonese and Mandarin.
The difference is the same.
Even elves may not be able to understand Frost Language.
As a Frost Whisperer, Annan can directly understand the words on this door:
He slowly read: "We are all people who long for hope...
"We are all arrogant and corrupt people...
"We are all rebellious people. We are all guilty people. We are all heinous people. We are all people who will never be redeemed.
“We are nameless watchers—
"——No one who is guilty can pass through this door."
The moment Annan finished reading, a strange hallucination appeared in front of his eyes.
He seemed to notice that the surrounding stairs were full of people. They were looking down at the group of them in silence... But when Annan came back to his senses, he realized that there was nothing here.
There was no way he couldn't see the spirit body - there was really no one here.
But that doesn't seem like an illusion.
Annan glanced at Zhuo Ya and added: "That's all... I think there might be something behind the door.
"Don't melt it yet. You may not know what kind of ancient seal it is, but it's better to be on the safe side."
As for this door...
Annan was thinking? He reached out his hand and pushed the door tentatively.
The strange thing is - the moment Annan touched the door, it was pushed open lightly. It was as if it was nothing, and Annan even shook it a little.
Zhuo Ya was also a little curious. She came over and pushed it... and found that it was very difficult to push it. But it just felt like an ordinary heavy object. It definitely didn't feel as motionless as when a child pushed it.
"...You stay here first. Even though you can open this door, you still want to be on the safe side."
Annan thought for a moment and said to the wandering child: "I think this may be a magic power test door. Those who have used magic power will not be able to enter or leave."
"Then I'll wait for you here."
He nodded? Answered.
Zolgen looked at him and tried to push the door - it was more difficult for him to push than Zoya, but he could still barely push it.
"...It seems that I have been judged to be a serious sinner."
Zolgen thought for a moment and whispered: "Then I will stay here with him? It's too dark here."
"Remember to let us know if anything happens."
Annan said this to the child - although this place is a bit weird, it is much better than the situation in the last nightmare. At least players can still contact each other to send private messages and voice messages.
They quickly passed through the door.
After entering and walking through a narrow corridor that could only accommodate two people side by side, the front suddenly opened up - Annan finally saw the true structure of the "cursed cellar".
It was a huge instrument on a square platform.
It is at least thirty meters high, and its shape is somewhat like a globe, but the pure white half-arc like a moon is not completely vertical to the ground, but is deflected by about fifteen degrees. This makes it hug the middle
The upward and downward axis of the pale golden ball was revealed...and this arc moon? It was still rotating around the light ball very slowly like the rotation of the earth.
The light ball in the middle is not a pure sphere - there is a beam of light near the top and bottom.
Near the bottom is a black-gray, extremely viscous liquid. It seems to be only about the thickness of three fingers placed together. It is flowing backwards into the center of the light ball from bottom to top in a state that would exasperate Newton.
And it was gradually dismantled by this ball of light and assimilated into a golden stream of light.
Directly above the light ball emanated an extremely thin stream of golden light, about half as thick as a little finger.
It looks extremely dreamy, slightly floating, like a gathering of many fireflies... But Annan will not admit it, this is the "curse energy" stored in the jar.
And around this huge square platform is a circle of circular platforms, engraved with complex inscriptions. It is exactly the same size as the "lecture room" outside? The two rooms are connected like
It's an "8".
"that is……"
Annan couldn't help but whispered.
Has his "radiance" element awakened to its limit? Light is no longer an obstacle to him, but his friend, a part of him.
So... Annan was able to cross the light ball and see what was hidden in the middle of the light ball instrument.
The core component of the instrument that continuously converts the dirty and rancid black-gray primitive curse energy into the pale golden inert curse energy is not a sophisticated and complex machine, nor is it an extremely grand magic circle.
Instead, it was a curled up, even incomplete, transparent fetus.