"How was your chat? Are you happy?" Plissen jumped down from the deck with a single click.
"I'm quite happy. I talked a lot with this Miss Ship Spirit about the Holy Tree Elf clan of the Third Age." Nuo Ling patted Heka beside him, with a faint smile on his face.
"About the Holy Tree Elves? Can you talk to me? To be honest, I have never understood what the Holy Tree Elves are. Does it have anything to do with the elves I know in the 5th Era?" Li Sen asked Nuo Ling.
"If you have some connection, you should be considered Frey's favor anyway. This ancient god of the spiritual world who survived the first great cataclysm calls himself an elf. He once established a glorious ancient elf emperor in this world. Although he The empire and himself perished in the second catastrophe, but the bloodline of the ancient elven empire has not been cut off."
"Holy tree elves, silver elves, gray elves, night elves, and blood elves are all different parts of the same race. As for the elves you know, most of them should be descendants of silver elves."
"What about the other elves?" Prisendo asked.
"Either they are completely extinct, or the remaining numbers are extremely rare, or they are hidden in some secret place that no one knows about. Anyway, they have disappeared from people's sight." Nuo Ling glanced at Pleasant who was following him. Mo, paused for a moment, then continued: "As for the Holy Tree Elves, you told me before that in order to avoid the second catastrophe, their family removed their spiritual bodies from their physical bodies with the help of a certain being in the mythical realm. It was extracted from the center and transferred to the Stone of Eden. It was not until the mining of Mine No. 13 and the development of the magic energy reactor that the magic energy ships and ship spirits that you are familiar with were born."
"It's quite twists and turns." Plisson nodded, seeming to be quite touched by the story of the Holy Tree Elf clan.
"Don't waste your time shaking your head. Let's take a look at your mission log. After such a long delay, the time limit for many missions is almost up." Nuo Ling said coldly.
"I don't think so, why are you so anxious?" Plisson said with a calm expression.
"No, you just reminded me." Plisson touched the old key in his pocket and suddenly remembered something.
"What happened during this period was so overwhelming that I almost forgot the purpose of my trip." Plisson took out the old key from his pocket. This worn-out black key was The interior space of 08, codenamed "Mogul", contains all the legacy left by the Wilson family.
"Mission day, unfold."
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Following Pleasant's words, an illusory light curtain that only he and Nuo Ling could see came into view, and the contents of the mission log gradually emerged on this illusory light curtain.
Side mission [Family Treasure]
Mission Introduction [Your family has an ancient history. It was once prosperous and rich. When it was strong, it had a good reputation throughout the empire. Although your family is now in ruins, the wealth it left behind has not. Let others dye it, those priceless things may be waiting for you to dig and discover in some dark corner. 】
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Mission goal [Obtain the Wilson family's "treasure"]
Task time [3 months]
Mission Punishment [Body Alienation]
Mission reward [a 20-sided die, a legendary magic pattern enchanting machine, and a holy relic. 】
[The task has been completed and you can receive the reward. ]
Plisson looked at Nei on the illusory light screen, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. He gently clicked the illusory light a few times with his fingers, and a delicate dice with 20 sides appeared in his hand. _o_m
"No, what is this?" Plissen proudly showed Nuo Ling the exquisite dice in his hand.
"Dice, it's still 20 sides. Here, here, let me throw it." As soon as Nuo Ling saw the dice in Plissen's hand, stars suddenly lit up in his eyes.
She teleported directly to Pleasant's body and reached out to take away the dice.
Pleasant raised the dice in time so that Nuo Ling, who was slightly shorter than Pleasant, could not reach the dice.
"If you do it in such a hurry, this thing won't disappear."
"I know it won't go away, but I'm afraid that some unlucky guy will just throw a super low number. (This chapter is not over yet!)
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"You can definitely throw a high point?" Plisson didn't need to think too much to know who the unlucky guy Nuo Ling was talking about was.
"At least it's better than some unlucky guy." Nuo Ling curled his lips. First update@
"Just because I had a momentary loss, you completely denied my luck. This is your situation." Plisson shook his head and showed a disgusted expression to Nuo Ling.
"Then tell me, how high can your level be?" Nuo Ling asked.
"We can keep this dice until I get something that can temporarily improve my luck, so that I can roll a high number as I wish." Pleasant said, "I just heard that before The Classical School of the Alchemy Society has developed an alchemy potion with similar effects. When it’s called Lucky Time, I thought I could get a bottle and try it. Maybe after drinking it, I can directly throw 20 points."
Nuo Ling looked at Puli with contempt and said coldly: "Your idea is quite good, but unfortunately the core space is not affected by the special influence of the fate field. Your luck here is constant, and there is no such thing as improving your luck. Just say it."
"You're not early. Your sudden announcement shattered all my beautiful ideas." Plisson put down the hand holding the dice high and spread it out. The exquisite 20-sided dice was lying in his palm. middle.
"Then you'd better take this thing and roll a suitable number." Plisson handed the dice in his hand to Nuo. Knowing that there was no hope of changing his luck, he had already acquiesced to the fact that he was the unlucky one.
"A wise choice." Nuo Ling took away the 20-sided dice from Pleasant's hand unceremoniously.
"If you roll a number lower than 10, I'm going to look down on you."
"Don't worry, I'm not unlucky." Nuo Ling walked slowly toward the path with numbers. When he reached the path of destiny, he solemnly made a prayer gesture.
It’s just that I don’t know which mythological realm this old god of the second era is praying to.
"2, 2, 20." Nuo Ling chanted the number repeatedly, and the delicate 20-sided dice shook in her hand for a long time before being thrown.
Under Nuo Ling's expectant gaze, the 20-sided dice drew a graceful arc in the air, and finally landed firmly on the road to destiny.
Like the despicable savior
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