After Zhao Kuo confirmed Shen Yan's attitude again and again, he handed the old documents in his hand to Shen Yan.
Shen Yan took it. Zhao Kuo used his soul power to wrap the old document before he dared to hold it in his hand, while Shen Yan took it directly with his hands.
Unfolding the old paper, both the material and the handwriting were exactly the same as the last diary he saw.
Even more fortunately, it seems to be the next entry in the diary I read last time.
"Second Epoch, year 5431, June 18th, Yin.
Originally there were still a few days before the recording date, but I was so excited that I picked up a pen to record everything in advance.
At the beginning, I was in a state of panic. My mind was infected, and the sequelae were very serious. Face blindness made me a little overwhelmed. Not to mention that when Mr. Major asked me to warm the bed, I found that his body shape had changed dramatically.
The panic forced me to confirm something. Even if it was a distrust of Mr. Major, this record must not be seen by Mr. Major, otherwise he would definitely punish me for not being loyal enough.
Fortunately, I found the reason for the change in body shape. Mr. Major was also infected. This is a sequelae, so it makes me feel like a different person.
Unfortunately, in addition to Mr. Major and me, infected people also appeared one after another in the team.
Some comrades failed to persevere and turned into monsters in the darkness and became our enemies.
Although this kind of thing was expected, it was still hard to accept that the comrades who had been together day and night in the past had to face each other with swords.
Mr. Major laughed at me for being too fragile and sensitive. This is the fate of a mercenary, but I know that Mr. Major is actually not having a hard time either. Many comrades even watched Mr. Major grow up, and they have long been like family members.
Those who survive must also face all kinds of unimaginable sequelae. This is a kind of compensation for being able to survive.
In any case, what is certain is that this mountain is too weird. It is a cursed mountain. Every place is dead and silent, and every breath of air is full of infection.
The above is our current dilemma.
Of course, we did not find nothing. After several days of searching, in addition to the door that was still inaccessible, we found some stone tablets with inscriptions on the top of the mountain.
As the only recorder who can decipher the writings of giants, I call these stone tablets the history tablets, the history of history.
The giants probably used these stone tablets to record history.
I tried to decipher the inscription on a stone tablet, and the content on it... is really unbelievable.
This stone tablet records that between the First Age and the Second Age, there was a crazy era called R.
The short-lived R era in the cracks has been completely forgotten, but this short era is so crazy that it is indescribable.
At that time, humans discovered a hormone called R source and injected it into the furnace of life.
This is a little different from the history we know. R-derived hormones? Isn’t it an R-origin virus born naturally in nature? It's so crazy that it was created by humans themselves.
As the R source was injected into the furnace of life, the former laws of life were completely broken, and for the first time, mankind truly touched the roots of this world.
Madness, human madness
Crazy, this kind of madness can no longer be controlled, human beings feel like they are the masters who can control everything in the world, and are the supreme gods in the world.
As a result, human beings began to have taboo desires. They wanted to "death"
Take it from the law of life.
An unspeakable large-scale experiment began, and the scene was once out of control. Recognized, private, compliant, and non-compliant life experiments were carried out on an unimaginable scale.
It was also at this point in time that various subhuman races began to be born.
In the beginning, such taboos had to be secretive, and the demihumans born had to live in a cage that no one knew about.
But I don’t know when it started, this taboo became a well-known thing, and demihumans began to walk on the ground on a large scale, serving mankind as slaves.
The human labor structure was completely changed, and social classes were born.
When I translated this, the shock in my heart was unimaginable and indescribable.
If the history on the stone tablet is true, then the birth of the subhuman race is not a natural birth due to the intervention of the law of life, but... man-made.
too crazy.
It is also unimaginable that a huge number of demihumans were once born as slaves of humans.
No wonder even giants call this R era a crazy era.
So shocked.
But this shock was soon overwritten by the documents I reluctantly translated.
The inscriptions on the stone tablet record the madness and prosperity of this R era, as well as its decline and destruction.
The arrogance and arrogance of human beings who think they control the laws of life make them ignore many things that are happening.
At first, the death of an ant, the passing of a flock of birds, and the disappearance of a city did not attract their attention until the extinction of each race began.
Death began to spread, like a punishment for human beings who violated taboos. That kind of death was uncontrollable. Only then did stupid humans begin to realize that their so-called control of the laws of life had only touched the foundation and the edge.
They created the R source and broke the inherent laws of the furnace of life, but they were unable to control and restrain it, and the unstable laws began to bite them back.
As an immortal giant, he has witnessed this history because of his long life.
But it is estimated that even the immortals did not expect the extent to which this feast of death could not be hindered.
Death began to spread to the immortals. The immortals, who claimed to have eternal life, could not avoid being cleansed of sin.
The Immortals had to join in the study of this evil.
This is a very long process of exploration and research. In this process, the deceased immortals used their lives to find the answer.
Anyone who studies, explores, or continues the First Age civilization will be cursed and doomed. Death and disappearance are the only endings.
It's like a punishment for peeking into the origin of the world.
For humans, this conclusion is difficult to accept. Their greatest achievements have been denied by the world, and their self-conceited achievements that are close to God have brought destruction to the world.
But what if it’s unacceptable? Those who continue civilization must die.
The first era, including the madness of R source
The Age of Madness comes to an end, those civilizations that bring misfortune and death are slowly sealed, and a new human civilization begins.
"
At this point, one page of the diary has passed, and there is still content on the reverse side.
But the shock in Shen Yan's heart even exceeded the whispers gradually ringing in his ears and the illusion slowly born in front of his eyes.
He has always felt that his time was connected to the present, but the lack of history made it difficult for him to deduce what happened, and he could not deduce it, because the entire history seemed to have undergone unimaginable deviations.
Now he knows the reason, because the whole world seems to have a supreme will that has cut off the former civilization and regards the former civilization as a sin, not even allowing people to peep.
On the basis of the truncated civilization, a new civilization began to be born, which was the Second Age of this world.
Shen Yan was in a daze for a moment. How should I put it? Human beings' ignorance, greed, and selfishness have finally become their own fault.
It is said that the development of civilization is forward, but who can prove this? Maybe civilization will go astray. What will be the consequences if it goes astray?
Shen Yan seems to have seen the results now, because he is now in it, experiencing the beginning of the R-source era in the first era, missing the development of the second era, and living in a new civilized world in the third era.
Shen Yan took a deep breath. In the eyes of the person who wrote it, this diary may be sparse and ordinary, just a simple record, but in Shen Yan's eyes, its significance is too great.
Helped him to effectively clarify the historical line.
But there are also too many questions born from this diary.
For example, what kind of existence are immortals?
According to what Kriti once mentioned, the immortals seem to be a special race born at the end of the first era. Kriti said that they are existences comparable to demigods.
For another example, what is the supreme will that can cut off the entire historical civilization?
Did it decree that anyone who peeks into the past will be doomed and cursed?
It’s so unbelievable that even Shen Yan’s level cannot understand it.
Just like people in this world firmly believe that the unknown must exist, how can I put it, it is a bit ridiculous, no one has seen the unknown, how can they firmly believe that it exists?
It is contradictory and unreasonable, but it is one of the basic laws of this world.
Unfortunately, the diary does not give answers to these questions.
Shen Yan turned over the diary in his hand and continued to read the contents on the back.
"Mr. Major noticed that my state was not right and he did not allow me to continue to translate the inscription on the stone tablet for the time being.
It's such a pity, but I also know that if I continue to translate, I won't live long, and bad luck will befall me.
I can't die, at least not before Mr. Major. Mr. Major still needs me to accompany him. He is so lonely. Without my company, Mr. Major will soon be eroded by pollution sources.
I was no longer allowed to approach those stone monuments. Although the curiosity in my heart was like being tempted by the devil, I had to endure it.
I don’t even know whether the content on the stone tablets is real history or a myth written by the giants, but it is so attractive to me, because those stone tablets may be the only existence closest to the reality of this world.
A few more days passed,
I thought I wouldn't find anything else, but...
But suddenly one day, a strange sound came from the huge unopenable door.
This is the remains of the Immortal. In other words, this is the Tomb of the Immortal. How come there is a sound coming from inside?
The inscription on the stone tablet records that the immortals have discovered the reason for the spread of death. As long as they do not study the old days, they should be able to avoid death. However, the immortals are still extinct. The reason is unknown, but what is certain is that the immortals in this world All must be dead.
The sound was so frightening that I hid behind Mr. Major, while Mr. Major pressed against the door to listen.
"Damon...Damon's Gate."
The sound was blocked by the door, but the sounds inside could still be vaguely heard.
Damon's Gate?
What is this?
In addition to such indescribable and weird whispers, there seemed to be sounds of creation, many, many sounds of creation gathered together.
What kind of Damon's Gate is the giant inside the door building?
I was so frightened, and just when I didn't know what to do, the door that couldn't be opened opened from the inside.
"
There isn't much content on the back, it only takes up half of the paper.
I won’t write it down here.
He was probably busy exploring the contents of the suddenly opened door.
What's inside that door? It should be the so-called real giant ruins on the mountain.
Who opened the door from the inside?
Are the Immortals still alive?
Too many questions, just stopped like this.
Shen Yan's heart seemed to be lifted into the air, and then hung there, neither up nor down.
It would be nice if there was a diary later.
Why is there no more? This little record-keeper will die if he writes too much.
It’s so uncomfortable, but there’s nothing we can do about it. If it’s gone, it’s gone.
Without the attraction of the content, the whispers and chants in Shen Yan's ears became clearer.
"Damon...Damon's Gate."
The same line is chanted over and over again, full of mystery, making people unable to help but listen to more content.
Some phantom-like scenes began to appear in front of me. Groups of people in robes, heads without facial features, were working hard to build something.
Shen Yan uncontrollably wanted to hear more clearly and see more carefully.
All the secrets seemed to be contained in these sounds and images, and he wanted to peek into these secrets.
Zhao Kuo shook Shen Yan, whose expression was gradually distorted: "Wake up, don't try to listen to any sounds, don't look at any unknown pictures."
Shen Yan's eyes were quickly replaced by gray.
This is a sign of mental infection, very quickly.
Infection generally goes through a process, which is a struggle between the human spirit and the source of pollution.
If Shen Yan wakes up, he will find that the infection rate this time is much faster than the last time. It seems to confirm the saying, the more you know, the faster you will die.
Zhao Kuo didn't hesitate, reached out and held the back of Shen Yan's head and pressed it down.
Perhaps it was because of the sudden external force, or maybe Shen Yan had not been completely infected yet, so
He was awakened by the force of the pressure.
Chen Yan's pupils dilated. He knew what Zhao Kuo was doing, but...
No, no, no, let him lie on the ground and just kneel on his head like last time.
This posture doesn't work.
But with his little strength, he couldn't resist.
So, one was standing upright, with legs as strong as two stone pillars, and the other was already kneeling down with excitement on his face.
As a mercenary, Zhao Kuo has been hanging out with other mercenaries since he was a child. Ever since he was sensible, he has been accustomed to the dirty accents and vulgar language of those rude mercenaries.
In fact, he could also hear these things, but he restrained himself a little when Shen Yan was around.
But he certainly knows how to stimulate one's senses and spirit.
Just press it.
Shen Yan's pupils were raised to their maximum size, this was too exciting.
Then Shen Yan's mind went blank.
His head felt like he was in a forest.
The trees are still thorny, and in the dense jungle, a stone tower is huge and tall.
Like it can pierce the sky, like it can disturb the sea of clouds.
Shen Yan's face was pressed against the stone tower, and he could even clearly feel the clear lines on the stone tower.
The stone tower is changing, and the lines are becoming clearer.
Not sure how much time had passed, Shen Yan was awakened by the voice above: "Are you awake?"
"Are you awake?"
He seemed to have asked several times.
"If you don't wake up, I'll give you something more powerful."
More powerful?
Shen Yan grunted and climbed up faster than expected: "Wake up, wake up."
If he doesn't wake up, it's time to slap him in the face.
Zhao Kuo muttered: "This method is not bad."
It would be impossible if he was sure. Such stimulation would definitely not be able to replace the mental infection from old documents. There was no way, he had grown up among a group of rude mercenaries and was used to it.
However, Shen Yan woke up too quickly. In fact, he had prepared many moves that the mercenaries had mentioned.
But then I thought about it, with Shen Yan's death-seeking character, these moves would come in handy sooner or later.
The gray-white color in Shen Yan's eyes showed signs of relapse, but when Shen Yan saw the rising smile at the corner of Zhao Kuo's mouth, he was frightened away by the gray-white color.
It's too tall and burly, too scary, it must be... it must not be possible, you can't even get in.
Shen Yan kept shaking his head.
Shen Yan was reading the diary in the warehouse. He climbed onto the bed nearby and covered his head on the bed. He really needed to wake up.
Zhao Kuo didn't leave either.
Shen Yan struggled like this for an hour, and then the grayish-white color in his eyes completely disappeared.
While exhaling, there is only one last question left, the sequelae.
Zhao Kuo asked: "Do you feel anything is different?"
Shen Yan thought to himself that he would have to check himself to find out.
After driving Zhao Kuo out of the door, Shen Yan lifted up his trousers and looked at it. His penis was still the same. He reached out and touched it again, but there was no Huahua.
Haha, the structure has not changed.
Then I was a little confused. There seemed to be no sequelae?
He scratched his head and opened the door. At this time, Zhao Kuo was picking up his sleeves and planing wood in front. ()
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There was an uncontrollable throbbing in his heart. This throbbing was not love, but desire.
When Shen Yan calmed down, his body felt like a fire that could not be extinguished, and the itching could not be solved by rubbing the skin.
Shen Yan sat down on the ground.
It's over, it's over, he seems to know what the sequelae of this time are. In his time, there was a clear record of muscle craving in medical science.
A terminal disease that is irresistible to strong, strong men.
Zhao Kuo saw Shen Yan come out and asked, "What are the sequelae?"
Shen Yan looked like he was stimulated and said loudly: "No."
Even if you beat him to death, you won't tell anyone.
Just a strong arm made him want to lean on it and rub it hard. It was terrifying.
Zhao Kuo thought, it's impossible, compensatory behavior is always inevitable and unpredictable.
When Shen Yan was resisting the evil fire, fortunately, that terrifying arm came over.
Five fingers leisurely circled Shen Yan: "You didn't die. How did you do it?"
Shen Yan looked at the terrifying arm and had no idea at all.
I was very happy, this arm is really kind, and it will definitely be good to use it to wash my eyes in the future.
As for why he is not dead, he will not answer even if he is beaten to death.
Shen Yan thought for a while: "Teacher Uther, do you want to see that old document?"
Just call the instructor directly, regardless of whether the other person answers or not. If you call him smoothly, you might get used to it.
Naturally, Shen Yan still dared not fully trust Uther, the legendary wizard, and remained wary. Of course, it was because of Zhao Kuo's presence that he dared to behave so freely.
Uther seemed to be very taboo about signing a soul contract, but he stayed, which meant that Uther at least agreed to some of the deals proposed by Shen Yan.
This is a very good start.
Zhao Kuojing watched the changes. For a character like Uther, killing the opponent or becoming an enemy was far less meaningful than leaving the opponent in his mercenary group.
Shen Yan couldn't possibly know that such a person with rich experience and inestimable experience would still have great significance even if he lost his strength.
Uther seemed to have noticed this, walking around the yard arrogantly, not caring much about what Zhao Kuo would do to him. In fact, his current condition was indeed very bad, and he also needed someone like Zhao Kuo.
Only legendary mercenaries can protect his safety.
After all, he was a once-famous legendary mercenary. It would be quite embarrassing if he fell into the hands of others and suffered all kinds of torture.
It was as if some unspoken agreement had been reached.
Uther said "tsk". If it had been before, he would have been extremely interested in this old document and immediately devoted himself to researching it.
But now, as an abnormal life, it is ten times easier to absorb pollution elements than when he was a human. He was sure that if he read the contents of the old documents, he would be completely alienated into a mentally abnormal person in one day. Evil things.
He was no longer himself then.
Uther I
() Looking uninterested, he ran to bask in the sun again, leisurely like an old man.
Shen Yan was a little surprised. The suggestion to let Uther read the old document was actually Shen Yan's test. Although the content in that diary was amazing, it actually didn't have anything that had a huge impact on reality, such as There is no clue where the giant ruins on the mountain are.
It was also to test whether Uther recognized the words in the diary.
Unexpectedly, Uther had no intention of watching at all. Shen Yan raised his head, wondering if he had guessed wrong.
After looking at the arm that was sunbathing its back on the stone, Shen Yan walked over and asked Zhao Kuo: "You seem to be interested in Uther too?"
If he was not interested, Shen Yan felt that with Zhao Kuo's temperament, he had already torn the arm into pieces, and how could he guard it all the time like now.
Zhao Kuo whispered: "Not to mention anything else, I have a question that I want to find out: how he maintains his life, and how he has avoided being infected by pollution sources underground in the past hundred years and survived normally until now. "
Shen Yan thought to himself, this Uther is indeed full of secrets.
Shen Yan asked again: "What are you doing?"
The planed wood does not appear to be a table or bench.
Zhao Kuo: "Make you a sacred box."
Shen Yan was stunned. His sacred weapon was very small and could be hung on his body with a rope or simply kept on his wrist.
Zhao Kuo glanced at the arm on the stone: "His power is now estimated to be only about Chapter 7, but a former Chapter 3 person who has stayed underground for hundreds of years may have some unimaginable encounters. If he is allowed to live in this way, his danger is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary professionals in Chapter 7."
"We can't keep an eye on him here all the time, so we can only take him wherever we go."
Shen Yan: "..."
Other people's sacristans hold holy vessels, but his is better to hold an arm.
Running around with one arm on my back every day feels... weird.
Zhao Kuo used some ready-made wood, planed the edges, and then nailed them together.
It seems very simple, but it took me until noon.
The leather was inlaid into the box and made into a cross-body strap.
Shen Yan tried it and found it suitable.
Zhao Kuo found some old cloth strips and wrapped the entire box, and a strange sacred box was completed.
It seemed a bit strange to Shen Yan, but in fact there were many homemade strange sacrificial boxes.
As long as it can hold large sacred vessels.
The city of mercenaries is unimaginably tolerant of all kinds of weird and strange costumes.
The top of this box is blocked by a movable wooden board, which means it can be opened from the inside. You can bask in the sun or hide and sleep inside.
Shen Yan looked at the sky, it was time to go to the noodle shop to have lunch.
Carrying the box on his back, he walked to his arm and said, "Teacher Uther, how about I take you to see the Mercenary City? You haven't seen the Mercenary City in a hundred years, right?"
Uther used to be an old wizard who liked to wander around, so it would probably be uncomfortable for him to be restricted to the scope of the mercenary group.
In addition to his current state, it is inconvenient for him to walk around by himself. There are people arresting him in the city. He stole medicinal materials and boiled a potion to make his arms incorruptible, causing a stir.
Not small either.
It's better to follow Shen Yan's footsteps and look around.
Shen Yan originally thought that he would have to spend some words to persuade Uther, but Uther said directly: "It's been a hundred years."
The voice sounded a little lonely, sad, and vicissitudes of life.
Some of these feelings are beyond the understanding of Shen Yan, such as nostalgia, memories, etc.
"It's good to take a look."
He had been hiding from the crowd these days, and indeed he had not taken a serious look.
Shen Yan put his arm into the box and pushed open the moving plate above, revealing a few fingers outside.
Shen Yan: "..."
How does Uther see the world? The arms also seem to have no eyes.
It's such a strange existence. Even unlike ghosts, Shen Yan didn't notice that there was a ghost hidden in his arm. Besides, ghosts can't pick up real objects, but Uther can do a lot of things with his arms.
Shen Yan said: "Teacher Uther, your arm is too conspicuous. The blasphemous punishment on it can be recognized at a glance."
No one cared what strange thing Shen Yan was carrying. When he resisted the body and left the city to bury it, others only cast curious glances and then did whatever they liked.
But Uther is now the target of the security booth.
Therefore, when Shen Yan set off with the box on his back, the arms and fingers in the box were wrapped with strips of cloth.
Well, a weird mummy arm.
Walking on the street, in fact, when Uther started talking, he was like a chatterbox and couldn't finish what he said.
Shen Yan expressed his understanding. As an old man, he is still an old man who has been locked underground for hundreds of years. He doesn't know how he spent those lonely and lonely days, but it would be abnormal if he is not chatty now.
However, only Shen Yan could hear his words.
Shen Yan became the only one he confided in.
Over time, Shen Yan should be a little different in his heart.
The voice came from the box behind him: "The Mercenary City is still the same as before, nothing has changed."
After hearing such words from an experienced old man, Shen Yan seemed to have some different feelings.
Uther continued to talk to himself: "However, it is much calmer than a hundred years ago?"
Shen Yan asked: "What was the mercenary city like a hundred years ago?"
Uther: "Chaos, very chaotic. There were many cities attacking the mercenary city at that time. Although the burning tower below was the source of filth, many forces still wanted to get it, which naturally attracted a lot of people's attention. Peep, tsk, tsk, people always approach death with self-righteousness."
"But now those cities are no longer interested in burning the tower?"
Shen Yan replied: "I know this. It's not that they are not interested anymore, but a hundred years ago, a demigod named Victor was born outside the mercenary city. This demigod is a bit special. I heard that he was raped when he was a child. He was raised by people, so he has humanity, which is why the mercenary city has ushered in a hundred years of peace."
Uther: "Demigod Victor? Can it already defend an area?"
Shen Yan was a little surprised: "Do you know it?"
Uther: "Of course I know him, but he was still a tall child at that time."
Shen Yan didn't know what to say. It was different to be well-informed. Even when he was a child,
All the demigods know it.
On the street, it was strange to see five fingers exposed from Shen Yan's box, but now Shen Yan was still talking to himself.
The people passing by didn't know why they felt cold in their hearts, but they took a step aside in shock.
While chatting without a word, Shen Yan was not tired of the old man Uther's nagging at all, because from Uther's seemingly plain words, Shen Yan truly began to understand the whole world for the first time.
When they arrived at the noodle shop, Shen Yan gave a general introduction to the arm in the box: "This is a spiritual weapon that strengthens the spirit."
Uther's identity is too sensitive, and no one else can hear the sound of his arms, so there is no need to make it public.
Shen Yan wanted an aberration to be used as a revelation, and they knew that, so it didn't cause much trouble, if he didn't move his arms around.
Bamboo shoots his calves and hangs on Shen Yan: "It...its fingers are moving."
Shen Yan: "...It is a very special revelation."
I will definitely move around in front of everyone in the future, so I’d better explain it to avoid causing more misunderstandings.
Uther tapped the wooden box with his fingers with some dissatisfaction. Although he did look like an aberration now, he was still a legendary wizard in the past, so the gap was a bit big.
After Shen Yan introduced him, he started chatting with Uther again: "I wonder where mentor Uther's hometown is?"
Uther's attention was then diverted: "Hometown."
The voice was a little melancholy: "No one has mentioned my hometown to me for a long time."
"There is a very distant place called Kenya, the city of wizards. It is a paradise for wizards. Everyone, even the little wizards in Chapter 9, have their own laboratory, and they like to stay in the laboratory most. Inside, it is common to not go out for ten days and a half, and it is rare for wizards like me who like to travel far and wide to travel around the continent."
Speaking of his hometown, Uther's mood was very different, with a touch of tenderness: "Kenya is very different from the mercenary city. If you have the chance, you can go and see it."
After saying this, he was stunned. Why was he talking to a boy he just met?
Shen Yan thought to himself, knowing a new city.
Their current position has a very good view. They can see the emerald river that looks like a white jade belt, and they can also vaguely see the emerald forest.
Shen Yan was eating lunch while chatting: "Teacher Uther, do you know the Eldar Tribe?"
Uther chuckled: "When I first came to the Mercenary City, I went to the Emerald Forest once. In the center of the Emerald Forest, there was a huge jasper-like tree. The whole tree formed a city. The Eldar called it For the Emerald City, where the Eldar live.”
Uther recalled this experience of his: "But I have never been to the Emerald City."
Shen Yan asked: "Why?"
Uther said after a while: "At that time, I was already a legendary wizard in the third prologue. I originally thought that in this world, except for those ancient ruins and dangerous places, there was no place that I couldn't go to."
"But when I got outside the Emerald City, I had to stop."
"There are three unimaginably powerful auras in that city. In front of them, I might become prey."
"That breath is at least the second prologue or the first
The strong man in the prologue. "
Shen Yan looked into the distance in surprise.
Uther: "Don't be so surprised. The resources of the Eldar's Emerald Forest are the best I have ever seen. They have a sparse population, but no one dares to invade them. They must have unimaginable force."
Shen Yan thought to himself, this is incredible information.
Fortunately, Uther is a talker, otherwise he wouldn't know where to get such amazing news.
Of course, such news may not mean anything to Uther, so he said it casually without any worries. For example, Uther never mentioned a word about his experience underground in the Mercenary City.
But for Shen Yan, these were enough.
The Spirit Clan actually has at least three experts who are stronger than the White King Xiao Lingchen.
After eating, Shen Yan was about to go back to rest. He had just read the old documents. After his spirit was over-strengthened, he began to become unstable again.
Being unstable will make him feel very heavy and want to sleep very much. This is a self-protection mechanism of the body. The soul can actually self-regulate the discomfort by sleeping.
Locust Cub led several children and followed behind Shen Yan. Zhao Kuo was also there. He was still a little worried about Uther and had to keep an eye on him.
On the way, I encountered a small thing.
The people at the security pavilion were collecting the bodies, and Ji Zhuo was also there.
Shen Yan couldn't help but go and watch the excitement.
Ji Zhuo: "The ones who died were a few stray mercenaries."
The so-called wandering mercenaries are mercenaries who do not have a mercenary group. One person can feed the whole family without worrying about it. If he dies, it will be the end of the world, and he will not even have any relatives.
If life does not bring it, death will not take it away.
Ji Zhuo: "The deceased were all men. They died in extremely strange ways, as if they were hanging on a cross and taking off their clothes. It was like some weird behavior that only infected people would do, but we carefully checked the bodies of the deceased. Pupils, etc., showed no signs of infection.”
Shen Yan had a surprised look on his face: "Isn't this similar to the murder case of the widow from the mercenary group last time?"
A serial murder case.
Ji Zhuo nodded: "Except for the identity of the deceased, they are almost identical."
"But based on the portrait, no matter how we search or search, we can't find any clues about the murderer."
Shen Yan was about to nod.
At this time, a voice came from the arm in the box behind him: "According to the portrait, naturally the murderer cannot be found."
Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, chatted with Ji Zhuo for a few words, then walked aside and asked in a low voice: "Teacher Uther, do you know the reason?"
Uther suddenly laughed: "You kid got a lot of information from me and thought I didn't know."
Shen Yan was also a little embarrassed and said bravely: "How about the instructor tell me the reason?"
Only then did Uther reveal his purpose: "It's okay to tell you, but when will you prepare the golden stone for me? I see that you don't care much about it."
It is certain that he likes to nag, but that does not prevent him from also setting up some temptation purposes, so that this kid can try a little sweetness, and naturally he will pay attention to his affairs.
Shen Yan also smiled: "You have misunderstood me."
Then he glanced at Zhao Kuo, who was watching the excitement: "Do you know who this is? He has half the blood of the wise men in the deserted city flowing through him."
"The last time the tutor
When the golden stone was mentioned, I specifically asked. Huangcheng will transport some golden stones to the Spirit Clan in the near future. With our status, it will not be difficult to pick up a golden stone by then. "
Uther was stunned for a moment: "Huangcheng actually has contact with the outside world. The prophet of Huangcheng still has blood outside."
"Tsk tsk" twice, and then said: "To understand the cause of death of these wandering mercenaries, we have to start more than a hundred years ago."
This answer was unexpected by Shen Yan, so he listened carefully without interrupting.
Uther said: "A hundred years ago, a very... evil branch appeared in the theology of Brahma Emperor City."
"They sacrificed newly grown virgins to the gods and wrapped countless venomous snakes around the bodies of these girls. According to them, using this ritual can make women pregnant with children of gods."
"After these girls got pregnant, they gave birth to very strange beings."
"The children born in this branch will be called Goddess as a girl and Son of God as a boy. They indeed have incredible extraordinary power, and even a professional prologue was born."
"Chapter 9, Goddess."
"Chapter 9, Son of God."
"This branch developed very rapidly at that time, because the birth of a new career sequence proved that they were being favored by God."
"But it didn't last long. The professionals in this sequence are too evil."
"They tied the people they killed to crosses and performed rituals of the gods. The objects of the rituals could be strangers or their relatives."
"It's like they have no humanity."
"After the Vatican City realized the abnormality, it imposed sanctions on this branch of theology. At that time, countless heretical knights were dispatched. It is even said that even the archbishop took action to clean up this branch."
"I didn't expect there would still be remnants of it a hundred years later."
"As for why they can't be found through portraits?"
"Because of the sixth prologue of this sequence, name, appearance of living beings."
Uther made it very clear because he lived in that era.
Uther is indeed an amazing scholar. For example, Zhao Kuo is also a legendary mercenary in the third prologue, but Zhao Kuo is too young and spends more time improving his strength.
Compared with experience and knowledge, Zhao Kuo is naturally inferior, which is why Zhao Kuo also wants to keep Uther in his mercenary group.
Shen Yanxin said, no wonder Ji Zhuo did nothing, and there was no clue at all.
The sixth sequence chapter, title title, all beings.
Zhao Kuo had previously told Shen Yan that the name of the programs of the professional cannot be easily told anyone, because the name of the program represents the core ability of this program.
For all sentient beings, a professional who can introduce the sixth sequence of this sequence according to the name, I am afraid that it can control and change their appearance.
This news is too important. For Ji Zhuo, if you have a credit, the Public Pavilion does not need to have a headless fly without a head.
Ji Zhuo once helped Shen Yan because of Jiang Yu's reasons. Such a news told Ji Zhuo that it was also a hand -to -hand work to make him make some credit.
Ji Zhuo took the corpse with people, and Shen Yan pulled Ji Zhuo aside to say a few words.
Shen Yan watched the corpse away from being transported away.
Although they are people who do not know, the fragility of life is vividly displayed. Too many people regard life as grass mustard or even play things.
According to the old Wusal Witcher, this "goddess"
And "Son of God"
The professional of the sequence, they seem to be incompatible with human feelings, killing people just for the ritual of God.
After someone left, Zhao Kuo said, "I'm gone."
Shen Yan: "Wait."
Then ran to a tree and dug up.
A corpse that was just sent away made a vague voice. As a corpse, he vaguely felt that the meaning of the corpse was talking about something under this tree.
Without a long time, Shen Yan dug a box, and the box was opened, and there was a copper dove.
Shen Yan was stunned, and the corpse is still good?
The deceased is a stray mercenary, and there will be no relatives. This copper dove has not become a master.
The cheap banquet was given.
Several children and other children were stupid, and then looked at several other trees with their eyes: "Shen Fei Shen Fei, is there a bronze dove in the other trees?"
Shen Yanxin said, he didn't know this.
I did not wait for Shen Yan to answer that several children had yelled at the remaining trees.
In the box, in addition to this copper dove, there is also a dilapidated black iron brand.
When Shen Yan took it up, I saw the broken sign, while saying "03-11" and the word "Black Market" on the other.
Zhao Kuo glanced at: "This is the belonging brand in a room in the black market. With this brand 03-11, you can use it at any time or even rent it to others."
Shen Yan hurriedly closed it, Bai picked up a small room, and he just needed such a secret trading room.
This thing is more valuable than that copper dove, and mutter like a wealthy fan: "The corpse is also very good."
The arm behind him "snapped", the boy did not seem to know the real use of the corpse. !
