Chapter 1,659: Goodbye, Sister and Brother
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I walked out of the white light of the teleportation array, straightened the laces of my cloak on my chest, and glanced around subconsciously.
The dark, damp, gloomy and spacious underground room was dimly lit by flickering firelight. Two figures sat around, their shadows stretched long.
The white light alarmed them. They stood up, glanced this way, and then lowered their heads and bowed.
"Elder Fan."
"You're welcome, I want to ask you something." I smiled and nodded.
"Lord Sharna, have you found any trace of her here?"
The two teleportation array guards looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Really? No wonder, I will continue to help you here."
"Yes...yes." The two guards quickly straightened their bodies, but there was still doubt in their eyes.
Why is Lady Sharna here?
Obviously, they didn't know what happened in the camp a few days ago, but even if they knew, they couldn't figure out why.
Even I am not sure that Sister Sharna will come here. I just think that if she is still in Rogge Grassland, the most likely place is here.
This is the teleportation array on the second floor of the tomb.
Come out of the hiding spot and walk forward for a while. The surrounding light becomes dimmer, and the tomb passage cut by cold stone can be seen from a distance. It seemed to have no end, exuding a solemn feeling, and the magic torches hanging on the walls were burning with cold blue flames. Like a will-o'-the-wisp, or like the strange and swaying eyes opening on both sides of the wall, it makes people shudder.
The air is filled with a damp and rotten smell unique to the tomb, which is nauseating. Occasionally, one or two scattered bones can be kicked under the feet, including human bones and inhuman bones.
No life could be seen in this gloomy corridor. Only the sound of my own footsteps echoed continuously, and even the usually inaudible heartbeat sounded particularly harsh. It was as if I was walking in a quiet and dark place, but there were monsters lurking around, who might jump out and attack at any time. The dark underground world.
I really miss it.
Being in such a place, what I got in exchange was a sigh of emotion.
The second floor of the tomb is a very important place of memories for me. Even though I have only been here once and stayed for less than half a month.
Why I say this is because the second floor of the tomb is the key place for the little ghost to come back to life.
Of course, the word "resurrecting the dead" sounds awesome. It makes people think that something violent, heroic, and mysterious must have happened. In fact, it is just a broken diamond that occasionally explodes, and occasionally the little ghost sees it and eats it in one bite.
If it hadn't been on the second floor of the tomb, if it hadn't been for the group of dark wizards and dark demons (the fifth-level body of the Sinking Demon) who exploded the broken diamond, perhaps there wouldn't be the little ghost now.
Whenever I think of this, I can't help but break out in a cold sweat and feel so happy.
In addition, on the second floor of this tomb, in addition to the little ghost, there is another thing worth mentioning, that is, we met our four-man Ultraman team. I have forgotten the names of the other three members, but Saint Ultraman Knight's memory is still fresh. I wonder if they are okay now?
"Idiot Xiaofan, what are you doing?" He was lightly knocked on the head. When he looked back, he saw that it was not our Holy Lady. She emerged from the necklace at some point, and she was floating with her hands on her hips in an air of dignity. Are you going to teach me a lesson in mid-air?
"I'm thinking, what if you were taken away by Orac here back then?" I straightened my face and said seriously.
"Wow, I won't be picked up by that disgusting monster. If I were to pick it up, it would be Xiaofan. This saint is not delicious." The little ghost shuddered and hugged his body tightly.
"Ouch, what are you talking about? Lady Saint, your Okra has arrived."
Deep in the passage, there was a series of strange creaking sounds of limbs. Although I had not seen this kind of monster for many years, I still recognized it as soon as I heard it.
"It's your Okra!" Staring at me, the little ghost took out her brick book of holy words.
Within a few breaths, several pairs of green eyes appeared in the darkness of the passage. Each eye was like a thumb-sized light bulb. Each group of six eyes came densely from the other side of the passage. On the ground, Walls, even ceilings.
After the distance was shortened, their figures were exposed in the dim light. They were one after another... no, perhaps it should be described as one head at a time. They were huge green spiders that were half as tall as a man.
There were about dozens of them, four pairs of furry spider legs swinging flexibly, six eyeballs constantly rotating, reflecting the prey in front of them, twisted fangs exposed, and dripping corrosive saliva that made people look disgusting.
Although the passage is spacious, their size is huge, and the ground cannot accommodate these big Okra spiders walking side by side, so they give full play to their abilities, crawling over from the walls on both sides, or even overhead, and hang them. Although the number of more than ten or twenty is not too much, it can create an overwhelming visual impact. An adventure team with insufficient experience can easily panic because of this.
But it's a pity that they found the wrong person. Even if they encounter Okla's entity in the third world, this number will not pose any threat to me.
But it looks like I don’t have to take action anymore.
As these disgusting and terrifying Oraks approached, my little saintly highness let out a sweet scream and threw the bricks in her hands.
The Book of Holy Words exudes hazy holy light. Wherever it passes, these Oraks seem to be fixed, and they are fixed one after another. The Oraks on the walls and ceilings are falling down. .
Then, everything turned into powder.
Kill instantly with one move. After all, the little ghost is already over level 40. It is not easy to deal with these Oracs who are less than level 20.
certainly. In fact, there is still water in this move. Before the little ghost understands the nature of the power and learns to use it to a certain extent, her level will be higher. It is also impossible to create an unscientific group instant kill attack with a thrown out Book of Holy Words.
Therefore, this clever little saint actually secretly performed an exorcism at the moment she threw the bricks. Although the exorcism can only drive away the enemy and cause a certain amount of damage, if the power difference between the two is too big. If the opponent is too weak, the power of exorcism can also directly kill the enemy instantly like just now.
"Under the light of this saint, all the ugly people under the darkness will be eliminated and become sparks, praising the powerful beauty of the saint." After killing the enemy. Her Royal Highness the Saint did not forget to leave her lines majestically.
"Hahaha, violence is the right thing."
"Aww (I bite)!"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!!!!"
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"Is it in this room? It seems to be true. I have an impression."
Wherever I looked, I felt a familiar reaction deep in my brain, making me scream.
That's right. This should be the place where the diamond was obtained and the little ghost was brought back to life.
This familiar impression of the room, as well as the dark demon family huddled together in a corner, shivering, all told me that this was the right place.
Of course, this is all the work of the little saint Hao Ji Xing. If I were alone, I might not be able to find this place in my lifetime.
"Hmm, this saint took a historic step here. From then on, the gears of fate began to turn slowly, and no one can stop her."
"Yeah..." I glanced at the little ghost and remembered the little ghost at that time. I wiped away my tears with sadness and nostalgia, and sighed: "Things are the same but people are different."
"Xiaofan is so annoying." The little ghost bit me again.
But soon, he began to lick gently at the place where he had just bitten, and those silver eyes were full of nostalgia and tenderness.
Returning to the old place and recalling the past deeply touched the tender place in the heart of this little saint.
"I will come again in the future." I whispered in her ear as I hugged the little ghost's delicate body.
"Yes." The little saint in her arms nodded meekly with a happy smile.
After reminiscing sweetly about the past, we left here and headed towards the real goal of this trip.
As for the small group of dark demons in the room, neither the little ghost nor I took action. First, we wanted to express our gratitude for the broken diamond they dropped. Second, with our levels, we couldn’t even kill them. What will happen?
I finally realized the sadness of an old drunkard, and finally realized the superiority of my class.
This time the destination was on the fourth floor of the tomb, in front of the gate of Andariel's palace. If we were to say where Sister Sharna was most likely to be, then that was definitely there.
For an ordinary adventure team, it would take at least half a month to pass through the second floor of the tomb and find the entrance to the next floor. However, for those who have memorized the terrain before departure and do not have to worry about monster harassment at all It took less than an hour for the obstructive little ghost and me to reach the entrance to the third floor.
The time from the third floor to the entrance of the fourth floor does not exceed an hour. If you find the fourth floor, the little ghost can retire, because the fourth floor is very small. There is only a front hall, separated by a huge The palace in front of the wooden door is where Andariel's Skeleton Throne is located.
However, I saw the blond figure at the entrance to the fourth floor who was familiar to my bones.
At that moment, my steps stopped and I was stunned. I felt like time and space were out of order, and I couldn't figure out whether I was in reality or in memory.
More than eight years ago, I was in the same place, standing on the same corner, and found that beautiful figure, and the other party was also staying in the same place at this time, exactly.
Reality and vague memories gradually and perfectly overlapped, making the memories more real and making my brain more confusing.
The only thing I haven't forgotten and dare not forget is that the slender, straight and proud beautiful figure standing in front of me is my sister Sharna.
Looking down at the deep fourth-floor entrance, it looks like a statue, keeping this posture for decades and hundreds of years without moving. When I stepped out of the corner, I finally turned around as if I was alive.
"Too slow. Brother." Sister Sharna said.
The long ponytail hair, which was like gold, was still as bright as ever and had not lost its luster at all because of being in the damp and dark tomb. As she turned around, it spread out like a golden galaxy.
The clear sea-blue eyes shone with the sharpness and coldness of a beast, and were not confused by the past.
The figure is still arrogant and lonely, like a delicate rose with thorns, a blood-drinking rose that blooms on the top of Corpse Mountain, with the aura of a noble queen. Make people enchanted, awed, and surrendered.
"Sister Sharna, I..."
Looking at such a majestic sister, I don't know why, but my eyes are a little sore.
She is so strong, so stubborn. How much sadness will she swallow alone when she is so aloof?
"Maybe it's because you're afraid of punishment that you started crying."
A gust of fragrant wind drifted by, and Sister Sharna had appeared in front of her, almost at a close distance. He raised his head slightly and raised his delicate, beautiful, dreamlike face.
"No... no, how could you cry over such a thing." Although I knew my sister was joking, I couldn't help but protest loudly and awkwardly.
Really, I was obviously here to comfort Sister Sharna, why did she suddenly comfort me?
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