Lord of the Mysteries v6c35 - Sogou MTL

The withered and yellow vines hang down and cover the decaying wooden buildings. The whole ruins are frozen and dreary without anyone stepping on them for a long time.

Alger and several sailors went around the ruins for less than half a circle in the winter depressed environment and still found nothing of value.

"Captain, there have been groups of adventurers here. What else can you give us?" Finally, a sailor in his thirties broke the silence patiently.

This aroused the resonance of the rest of the companions, chimed in:

"We didn't take much time to find the place, and others can certainly find it easily."

"Yes, yes, let's go on with the Forsaken!"

"Captain, do you want to make this a stronghold?"

Alger swept slowly, letting the sailors stop complaining under his eyes and choose to obey.

Silent for several seconds, he said:

"I'm going to use here ambush, Isaac.

"Let's observe the terrain first to see if it is suitable."

With such an excuse, the sailors barely perked up and a line of people quickly entered the depths of the elven ruins.

Walking, Alger's inspiration was suddenly touched, and subconsciously he looked to the rear of a giant tree.

There are some traces of mud turning over there, and it won't take more than a year.

Alger withdrew his eyes, pretended not to find any problems, and naturally looked elsewhere.

After exploring the ruins of the elves, they returned all the way to the new camp.

At this point, it is getting colder and colder in the forest. After dinner, Alger and the sailors left behind two patrolmen who entered different tents.

The chilly wind blared through the trees and rocked the bonfire. Alger, who had intended to leave the camp in the middle of the night, suddenly heard a seemingly absent song in the distance.

The song is ethereal and ethereal, just like a lady singing softly and slowly, telling her inner worries.

This reminds Alger unconsciously of the past, of his mother who has passed away for many years, and of her childhood when she suffered from bullying.

Inexplicable sadness ran unstoppably into his heart, making him not awake at once, but waited for several seconds before suddenly turning over and sitting up, frowning deeply and listening attentively.

This time, he didn't hear anything, the melodious song seemed never to appear.

Alger narrowed his eyes, grabbed the thick jacket and put it on, walked out of the tent and came to the campfire.

The two sailors in charge of the night watch have just finished a round of patrols and are getting warm there.

"Have you found anything unusual?" Alger sink a voice asked.

Two lean and strong sailors shook his head at the same time:

"No."

Alger's brow relaxed a little, turned around and planned to make a tour of himself.

At that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a situation:

The two sailors got too close.

If it's an ordinary pirate, it's no problem, but Alger's men are sailors who have received formal training from the Storm Church. They must know that in this environment, the patrolmen must keep a certain distance, not far, not near, not only to see their companions, but also to prevent being taken away by an attack.

Alger quietly took two steps, seemingly inadvertently asked back:

"Have you found anything normal?"

He changed the question just now and made it very strange.

The two strong sailors shook their heads in no particular order and replied with the same emotion.

"No."

No ... Alger look slightly shu gently, and said:

"Very good."

He immediately turned around and slowly walked into his tent.

As soon as the sailors' gaze was cut off, Alger suddenly drew out the "highly toxic blade" and "Gargoyle glasses" and opened his mouth to sing a song.

Just then, the ethereal and sad song appeared again, echoing in Alger's ears and piercing his spirit.

This is a very old song ballad, which sings extreme sadness and melancholy. It makes Alger's soul seem to grow pale and empty arms and tear at himself constantly.

Alger's expression twisted up, the skin surface highlights one after another a piece of satiny light black scales, messy like seaweed dark blue hair stand up one by one, all become unusually thick.

The original idea in his mind was disturbed by this song, interrupted by this pain, and could no longer take shape.

Alger fell down and struggled and wriggled on the ground, becoming less and less human and going out of control.

All of a sudden, the song stopped, a slightly indifferent voice into Alger's ears:

"There are some elves blood ...

"Let's do it then, and make good use of the extraordinary characteristics of Chattahs."

Alger forehead is full of cold sweat slowly climb up, I saw the tent I do not know when more than a shadow.

This is a woman with black and bright hair, delicate facial features, slightly pointed ears, deep and quiet eyes, soft contour lines, and wearing a long skirt of complicated and primitive simplicity. Even if there is no advantage in height, it still gives a sense of commanding.

"… You are the elf queen, the" natural disaster queen "Gao Xi Namu?" Alger thought a flash, active asked.

The woman played with a decorative pattern beautiful gold glass, insipid said:

"Haven't you seen me already?"

Alger thought of a similar song he heard on Paso Island, of entering the coral palace on the seabed in his dream and seeing an upper elf.

"You are still alive." Silent for a few seconds, Alger deep said.

At the same time, he quietly reciting the name of "Fool" in his heart, but he did not know whether it was useful not to recite the voice.

The black hair pulled into a bun woman expression unchanged replied:

"It is difficult for an angel to fall without meeting an enemy."

"Then why do you want to split up the features to make yourself in a strange state and have to wait for the chance to revive?" Alger learned about the corresponding situation in the Tarot meeting. At this time, he asked, on the one hand, curiosity and on the other hand, procrastination.

Suspected "natural disaster queen" Gao Xi Namu elf woman "hum" 1:

"Because the seat of the storm was occupied by Leodero, and I was unable to resist the" tyrant ".

"Also, the elves are fewer and fewer, and my anchor is more and more unstable."

Others may not know who Leodero is, but Alger is very clear and totally afraid to continue this topic in the real world.

Just as he wanted to ask the "Queen of the Scourge" Gao Xi Namu what purpose he had come here, the elf queen had volunteered:

"Do you want to be a demigod?"

He wants to revive through my body? He wants to use promotion sequence 4 to gain divinity as bait to erode me? While Alger was moved, one question after another popped up in his mind.

Considering that Mr. Fool can purify all kinds of pollution, Alger keenly felt this was an opportunity.

This reminds him of Russell emperor once put forward a noun:

Sugar-coated cannonball!

Now, he is likely to swallow the sugar and throw it back.

"What do you want me to do?" Alger didn't show too much eagerness and asked questions according to his own character.

"Queen of the Scourge" Gao Xi Namu looked at him for a few seconds and said:

"when you are qualified and have the opportunity to contact the book of natural disasters, take something from it that no one else will notice and take it to the western continent."

The western continent ... the legendary hometown of elves? Alger slightly wrinkled brow way:

"isn't the western continent gone?"

Gao Xi, micro hook corners of the mouth way:

"Since it is disappeared, it will reappear.

"When the end comes, it will definitely reappear."

Before Alger asked again, the elf queen paused a way:

"You may not personally send that thing to the western continent, but you must entrust a trustworthy person. Although I am not good at cursing, I can also make you die in pain after breaking the agreement."

"But what if the West does not reappear, or cannot enter?" Alger seriously thought for a moment.

Gao Xi Namu's eyes, with dark hair and soft facial features, were somewhat empty and seemed to fall into some beautiful memory.

After a few seconds, she gently said:

"If it does not reappear, the agreement will be annulled.

"Entering the West Continent may really require a mantra or password, but I don't know what it is, but you can ask for one."

"Who is it?" Alger asked doubtfully.

Gao Xi, swept his one eye, cold said:

"You just recite in your mind the 'fool' Sir.

"I have a hunch that he is the key to the completion of this matter."

Alger heart a tight, busy low head, respond:

"I see."

"Queen of the Scourge" Gao Xi Namu said, gently nodding way:

"If you want to be a demigod, make this agreement again and again, and when the sun rises, go to the remains of the elves."

After the sound fell, the figure of the elf queen quickly dissipated, like the visions often seen in the sea and desert.

Alger suddenly opened his eyes and found himself lying in the tent, just waking up.

His memory is a little confused, but quickly straighten out the relationship:

He and his sailors had just found out the location of an elven relic and had not had time to explore it when they arrived nearby.

The previous "explorations", songs, sailors' changes, "natural disasters" and dialogues were just dreams!

No wonder I was so careless ... knowing that I might encounter the "queen of the natural disasters", but did not pray to Mr "fool" in advance ... the "queen of the natural disasters" relied on the angel lattice to create this real dream? Or, she holds the corresponding seal, even in a special state, there is also a way to borrow power? Alger listened to the movement outside the tent and found everything was normal.

He immediately sat down and prayed devoutly to Mr. Fool.

That is, in 20 or 30 seconds, Alger came to the top of the fog and saw Mr. Fool sitting at the top of the mottled long table.

"Have you met Gao Xi Namm?" After greeting the "upside-down person," the "fool" Klein said casually.

"Hanging upside down" Alger replied sternly.

"Yes, but I'm not sure that's the elf queen."