Chapter 121, Secret Realm of Shadows - an Outdated Original God

"The last guy? Wasn't he defeated and killed by you? What's there to say?"

Big Bird tilted his head, his dark and shiny eyes showed great doubts, and he stared at Keir and asked.

Keir hesitated. He didn't expect the other party to be so direct, but it actually made him embarrassed.

"What I mean is, Master Budolibudolabuika, the strange archer I defeated before, did his skill come from the great you?"

Big Bird nodded naturally: "Yes, that young man is my believer and completed my hunting and gained some special abilities! What, do you want it? These abilities will greatly enhance your Hunting ability, so that you can obtain more powerful prey! Tell me what ability you want, and I will arrange the corresponding hunting missions and sacrifice the prey to me!"

Keir grinned. Unexpectedly, this self-absorbed person said all the things he wanted to ask, and he didn't need to ask any more questions.

So, should we agree with the other party?

The priest of the god of agriculture said that he could agree to it and gain strength from it. Although this bird-like god didn't look very smart, he was unexpectedly straightforward. He didn't speak or pretend to be mysterious, and talked to him about some mysterious and mysterious religions. Belief.

Or maybe this god of divination no longer has the power to choose?

Kil looked at the surrounding environment. Although it looked scary, after he calmed down and looked carefully, he felt a simple feeling.

It's monotonous and crude. Compared with Ms. Apolifina's dream, this place is like a crude graffiti drawn by a child with crayons.

Simple and monotonous, it reveals a primitive sense of terror.

But after you are no longer affected by the feeling of terror, you can discover the simplicity behind this feeling of terror.

Do you want to get this power?

Kil remembered the details of the battle with the archer a few days ago.

At that time, the archer not only had good eyesight, he could suppress a large number of militiamen's crossbow shooting in the mottled night. At that time, he thought it was because of the opponent's superb skills. Now that he thought about it, he probably had the ability to see clearly at night. ?

The militiamen had to shoot carefully or just by luck, but the archer could aim accurately.

At the same time, Kir used the long sword to hunt and release the blinding blessing ability of the Sun God, and the archer was not affected.

No, thinking about it carefully, it should be affected, but the blinding effect is very short-lived, and it can almost be regarded as unaffected.

This is also the power given by this god.

At the same time, Kil also remembered that he was suspended in the air by a special strange force, unable to move, and could only be attacked in vain. This special and strange ability seems to be the power of this god.

Keir thought about it, sitting on the ground.

The big bird standing on the wooden stick squatted quietly on the top of the wooden stick, looking at Kil who was thinking about something, but did not say anything.

When he was silent, the half-human tall bird no longer looked scary, but instead looked like an exquisitely crafted sculpture.

Standing quietly, his whole body revealed a feeling and smell from a long time ago.

-

Keir raised his head, stretched out a hand and raised three fingers: "Three questions!"

Big Bird tilted his head and looked at Kiel curiously. Without speaking, he motioned for Kiel to ask the three so-called questions.

"First, I need to know the details of your last believer, the archer who was defeated by me, including but not limited to everything you know about him, and all the transactions he made with you, or Say, hunting missions and sacrifices.”

Big Bird looked unhappy, as if Keir's request was extremely rude.

But He did not refuse.

"Second, will this ability given by you affect or interfere with the life energy of knights and the divine power of other gods? I am not a young man with nothing. The road to knighthood will be smooth in the future, and I I had some involvement with the Church of Saturn before, and there is a lot of Saturn's power in my body to support me. What do you say about this?"

Kil's second question seemed to stump the god in front of him, but it didn't look like it. Anyway, the big bird looked at Kil strangely, just like Kil's eyes looked at him.

Quite strange.

"Third, do you know Ms. Apolifina, right? Can you tell me about this god? I want to know about it."

But as soon as the third question was uttered, the big bird standing on the stick opposite immediately laughed.

"Quack quack! It's funny, so funny, quack quack. The mortal apostle of the Drunken Dreamer doesn't even know who he is being controlled by? Quack quack."

The big bird was in full bloom, its wings were flapping, and a large shadow was spread like bird feathers.

These shadows fell on the ground, but they pulled the surrounding rocks and trees like the shadows, assimilating them as if they were eating. Then they crawled up the standing sticks and returned to the big bird's paws.

Kil's face was not good-looking, but he did not know anything about Ms. Apolifina. Although due to some special reasons of the elf ring, he had entered the memory of the lady a long time ago and learned some of her deeds.

But first of all, he couldn't understand Elvish or Elvish writing. He couldn't tell anything about the past. He could only know that the lady had been in Kendall County a long time ago, where she was with other people. Elf scholars have conducted some secret research together.

The time was so ancient that the human beings at that time were still primitive people who only knew how to moan and groan.

At that time, the elves already had an extremely advanced social scale and civilization. What is strange is that now, not only their influence seems to have declined, but even the territory that once extended to Kendall County has also quietly declined.

As for elves, although they have always been an indispensable part of human hero legends, most of them are mainly characters who provide technical power that changes the direction of the story.

Important, but alienated from human society.

With these questions, Keir asked displeasedly: "Then do you know? Didn't you say that you are very powerful and amazing? And you have obviously heard of this lady's name and deeds. Tell me. .”

The big bird quacked a few more times. Although they were all quacking, Keir could easily tell from the other's cries whether he was happy or angry.

He is obviously happy now.

"Mortal Kir. Gaga, the drunken dreamer is not a god! You are an uneducated boy and an impolite boy. How do you think that the elves today still need gods like us? Gaga, they have already crossed the line. That step. What a nasty elf, poor elf god!"

Seeing that Kil was getting more and more confused, the big bird screamed strangely, looking like he was gloating: "I won't tell this information in vain. If you want to know, give me a sacrifice! I want you to get ten pieces of information for this information." In exchange for the noisiest crow! Sacrifice ten crows to me and I will tell you."

When Kil heard this, he curled his lips, what kind of sacrifice mission was this, ten crows, what did he think it was going to be like, but this is what happened?

"Ten crows? That's it?"

Keir looked disdainful.

But Big Bird was not happy: "You are looking down on me, right? You are looking down on me, right? Damn mortals, rude mortals, do you think it's easy? I'm just testing you! Ga-ga--"

Hey, is it okay to just talk about the test?

Keir breathed a sigh of relief and shrugged.

"God, about the other two questions?"

Although Big Bird was unhappy, he still spoke and briefly told Kil about the situation of the archer he and Kil defeated.

-

More than ten years ago, in a large remote village on the edge of the mountains and forests in the northwest province near the central province, a local boy named Langde went through a series of adventures and stole a treasure from a temple of the god of hunting in the village. An ancient wooden sculpture that was stored away in a high cabinet.

This wood carving seems to be sealed in a series of objects. Compared with other seemingly valuable things, it is just the wood carving that Ronde dares to steal because he is afraid of stealing other more valuable things. He will be punished by the powerful local hunting god church.

Originally, he wanted to secretly find someone to sell this thing in a big town, but on the night when the boy was on his way to the town, the boy who was only in his teens was pulled into this thing just like Keir. In the woods full of dark shadows.

The young man was frightened, and under the bird god's threats and deceptions, he quickly agreed to serve the 'great being' in the shadows.

For this reason, the boy was branded with a bird's head mark on his chest.

In the days that followed, the boy struggled to grow up alone. At the same time, he followed the requirements of the gods in the shadows and tried his best to hunt some rare and strange animals, mostly birds with wings.

He would do whatever the gods asked him to do. Although he spent a lot of time doing many things that seemed weird to ordinary people, this person was not without benefits.

After sacrificing again and again, young Ronde became tall and strong, with sharp eyes, and at the same time he was self-taught and mastered excellent shooting skills.

Coupled with the special abilities given to him by the gods, he gradually became famous.

The young man who acted alone traveled around and encountered many twists and turns, but he was able to overcome them one by one with his special abilities.

Until, in the Dead Leaf Village of Pine Needle Town, he was beheaded by the fledgling Keir in the village inn.

"It doesn't matter if you defeated and eliminated my men, but you have to be the next person to serve me. This is non-negotiable! Ga!" Big Bird said this and shouted loudly without any doubt.

"Why were you imprisoned in the temple of the God of Hunting in the first place? Did you offend the God of Hunting?"

Kil had seen the tokens of his fellow hunters who believed in the God of Hunting before, as well as the emblem of the God of Hunting on the tapestry on the first floor of the house where they lived.

This shows that although this god is not as good as the god of agriculture, the god of the sun, and the god of wealth, he is still a well-known god among the hunter groups who make a living by hunting.

But this one, Kil looked at the big bird who was also looking at him.

No one knows this one.

"Idiot! Do you understand that gods alternate? New gods come to power, and old gods retreat!"

"So, were you defeated and sealed?"

"Nonsense! Ga! I have retired! There is no such thing as a seal or a silent death!" Big Bird said, his voice changing from intense to weak.

Something like retrieving the sealed and sleeping body to show off to the incorporeal God of Hunting, the big bird whispered for a while.

Keir shrugged, he didn't care about this: "Let's not talk about this, what about my second question before?"

The god with the bird's head lowered raised his head and glanced at Kil, and asked strangely: "Are you still concerned about this? You, a mortal, don't you know that you are in trouble yourself?"

"Um?"

Kil was startled, then looked down at his body, lifted up his clothes to expose his abdominal muscles, knitted his sleeves and looked at his arms, Kil's expression became strange.

Only then did he understand why his whole body was smelly and sticky when he first came here.

It turned out that under the cloudy sky at this time, Kiel, who had slightly better lighting conditions, saw changes in his body.

There were tiny red blood stains emitting a fishy smell, crawling and squirming on the surface of his body. In contrast, some tiny mushroom heads visible to the naked eye grew from the surface of his skin, driving away the red blood stains as they grew and died. .

These tiny little mushrooms growing out of his own body made his skin slightly itchy.

But that's not all. On his skin, if I hadn't checked it carefully before, I hadn't noticed that the entire surface of his body was covered with a kind of tattoo composed of tiny words.

No, it's not tattoos, because these things are still moving slowly against the surface of his body, sometimes fast, sometimes slowly, slowly moving with his breathing, but always sticking tightly to the surface of his body.

It's like it grew naturally on him.

Keir slumped on the ground in a daze.

He never thought that his seemingly healthy body would end up in such a situation.

"What's going on? What's all this going on? Where did it come from? Where did it come from?"

Kil's mood was a little broken, and he tried hard to rub the red blood stains on the surface of his body with his hands, but he couldn't rub it off.

The tiny mushrooms growing on the body were okay, but after being rubbed off by Kil's hands and thrown away from a distance, those smelly and suspicious red blood stains had nothing to stop them. They immediately regained the lost ground and expanded the territory, causing Kil's body to gradually The fishy smell is unpleasant.

"Gah, gah - a fool is a fool, gah."

The big shadow bird was gloating at the side. Kil glared at him and said with a fierce threat: "What's the weird thing about? If you know what's going on, just tell me, or I will get close to you and contaminate you! Why? Like? Do you want to come?"

Big Bird was very angry: "Rude mortal! Disgusting guy! I am a god after all! Even now, I am still an elder who has been in the world for a long time. You should respect me!"

"You used to be a god, right? You said it yourself. Gods have changed. Who else knows your name now? Is there even a little bit about it?"

Kil said unceremoniously, and at the same time he reached out and made a tiny gesture with his index finger and thumb. The two fingers were very close to each other, making the big bird very angry.

"Rude boy! Rude boy! I'm angry! Let's go!"

The big bird was obviously angry this time. It flapped its wings and instantly became huge, covering the sky and the earth, shrouding everything in dark shadows.

As soon as Kil's feet were in the air, he seemed to fall into the abyss, but before he could scream in terror.

The next moment, Kil rolled over from his dog skin sleeping bag and sat up.

-

"Hoo, ho, ho, ho. Is this a nightmare? Or?"

There was only a faint light from the oil lamp on the wall shining through the tent. Except for the sound of Kiel's urgent breathing, the surroundings were still very quiet. There were snores not far away, and it was obvious that it was not yet dawn.

Kil touched the dog-skin sleeping bag at hand. It was not draped over his shoulders. He immediately opened the clothes on his arms, carefully pressed his fingers against the skin of his arms, and groped repeatedly.

But there were no sticky, smelly blood stains or tiny mushrooms growing from the body that were found before.

He slowed down his breathing, then reached out and fumbled around to find the two spiritual weapons placed next to him.

As if sensing Kil's panic, the hunting sword pulled out a section from its scabbard, emitting a bright white light. As for the hanging two-handed ax with Yueshui's head, the blue metal of the ax emits a brighter blue light.

The small one-person tent immediately became brighter, even a little too bright.

Kil didn't feel bad. The two weapons were like pets he kept. One was loyal, but it was younger and had a small body, so it couldn't be used much. The other end is a ferocious dog that was passed over to raise. He causes trouble all day long and is not very obedient, but when he encounters bad people, he will still protect his owner.

In the brightly lit tent, Kil knitted the sleeves of his loose linen clothes and looked at his body carefully.

Different from last year when he came to another world, this body is strong and thick now, and you can feel the power and energy contained in it when you open and close your palms.

There was a movement in his heart, and life energy gradually gathered in the palm of his hand under the control of his will and spirit.

Although he still couldn't express it physically, when Kil's palms opened and closed again, his strength had increased several times.

He easily picked up the iron helmet next to the sleeping bag with one finger. He easily picked up this full metal helmet weighing several kilograms with one finger.

"Is there nothing wrong? Is it an illusion? An illusion to deceive people?"

But even though he was talking to himself, his warrior instinct told him that it might not be an illusion.

My body must be undergoing some changes that I don't know whether for good or bad in places that I don't understand.

With a bitter taste in his mouth, Kil immediately took off his shirt and checked his chest and abdomen. But except for the parts of his skin that turned blue after being hit hard by the armor, the rest of his skin was strong and reliable.

There were footsteps approaching not far away, and just by hearing the sound, Keir knew it was the sound of the cowhide boots worn by the town guards.

The visitor was a member of Knight Crow's bodyguard who was on guard duty without sleeping.

"Kiel? Kiel?"

A low voice called from outside the tent.

"I'm awake."

The voice was relieved: "That's good, I saw your tent lit up and thought something happened."

Keir got out of his sleeping bag and untied the tight ropes inside the tent to reveal the entrance.

A strong white light shone out, causing the curious knight guards outside the tent to squint their eyes: "Oh, it's so bright, so magical."

He covered it with his hand, and then looked curiously inside the tent. The two shining weapons made this man quite envious: "It's really amazing. If I have a weapon like yours, I will definitely pass it on to my son so that he can Let’s pass this weapon on as a family heirloom.”

Kil chuckled softly: "That's sad for this weapon, because their vocation is not to be put on the shelf and treated as an ornament. They have to be fed with blood and flesh so that they can obey. Use their warriors.”

The two weapons flashed for a moment, seeming to agree with Kil's words.

The knight's bodyguard couldn't say anything, so he could only smile awkwardly.

"By the way, what's wrong with you so late? Can't you sleep? That's right, I can't sleep with such a fierce battle during the day. My lord is still awake yet, writing something."

"Knight Crow didn't sleep? Is that so?"

Kil's eyes lit up. Perhaps the problem he was troubled by could be answered by his knight training teacher. After all, Knight Crow travels all over the country, he is a truly knowledgeable person.

He then said to the knight's personal guard: "Then please inform the Lord. I have something to ask him."

"Okay, you put on your clothes and I'll go over and let you know."