The Dread Lord's words made Elena's blood-stained eyes freeze.
"You said... the Death Knight... has no brain?!"
"Of course. When Durlahan was still a Templar, in the battle with the Lord of War, his head was blown to pieces by the Lord of War. Even after he was reborn from the cataclysm, he still has no head."
"If the fallen Titan's head wants to borrow the power of the Necromancer Knight, then he must become his head and merge with it. Only then can it be possible!"
"That's why I'm sure that the Death Knight must be under the fallen Titan's head."
After listening to Elena's words, her mind went blank.
"Why didn't you tell us such an important clue earlier?!"
"Please, your grumpy princess." The Dread Lord said with an aggrieved look, "Only those uncivilized weirdos would call the Necromancer Knight - the Headless Horseman!"
"And as the strongest of the Roots, a model of civility and courtesy, how can such curse words as 'Headless Horseman' come out of my mouth so easily?"
"Why is the title 'Headless Horseman' an insult?" Elena's forehead veins swelled.
"Hush! Your highness the princess who speaks freely!" The Dread Lord carefully stopped him, "Such a troubling title may not be a big deal to a vicious princess like you? But Durlahan was once a saint. The bright knight of the palace, a true nobleman, if he hears this, I believe he will run in front of you at all costs and twist off your head."
"He has collected many heads. And the heads of those guys who once called Him the 'Headless Horseman' have already become His collection."
Elena: (((;꒪ꈊ꒪;)))
She quickly covered her mouth, but couldn't help but whisper.
"Since Durlahan doesn't have...well, that."
"He doesn't have that yet?!" The Dread Lord's eyes were glaring, "Your Highness the Princess with Big Ears, are you saying that he is really nonsense?"
boom!
Elena finally couldn't help it and punched the Dread Lord hard on the head.
"If you really want to die, just say so!"
"What I'm saying is, since He has no brain, didn't you think of something?!"
"What a little animal without a brain!!"
"Could it be that the little brainless animal in the jungle is the true form of Dullahan!"
"Could it be that the Death Knight has no fixed identity at all?!"
"He is like a golden fruit. There must be a specific method to make Him appear!"
"The river god exerted strange power on the fruits of the sacred tree, and the golden fruits were born."
"Is it the same for Durlahan?"
"His appearance... requires the fallen Titan's head, that is, the nine-headed monster to eat a strange head in the jungle. In this way, will He appear in that strange headless body?"
The Dread Lord touched his bulging head: (ಥ﹏ಥ)
"But I have killed many small animals without heads, and I don't think any of them are undead knights."
"Besides, don't you feel conflicted? Your Highness, Princess?"
Elena frowned: "Where is the contradiction?"
"It's the behavior of the nine-headed monster, Your Highness."
The Dread Lord said seriously: "After all, the normal operation of the Lost Jungle relies on the disasters of the Necromancer Knights, the dreams of the Maggots, and the rules set by the fallen Titan heads."
"As for the Nine-Headed Monster, which is the fallen Titan's head, if He, the maker of the rules of the jungle, wants to create a small headless animal in the jungle with his identity, then why does he have a [Special Reminder] on the stone tablet? What about asking the tree elves to kill small animals without heads?"
Elena frowned deeply: "This... is indeed very contradictory... it is created and destroyed at the same time."
If it's out of fear, then don't create.
If there is a cause for creation, then there is no cause for destruction.
What exactly is going on?
Is it related to the fact that He sealed his own power?
But why did he seal his power?
Or should I say, my inferences at this moment are still all wrong...
It's all wrong...
Elena had a splitting headache, was shivering, and was sweating profusely!
Damn it!
Damn it!
I will never have a chance to do it again, so all my inferences this time must be supported by evidence!
But I am so useless...
So useless!
Who is the Death Knight?
How on earth should the Death Knight appear? !
Unconsciously, Elena's face was distorted and confused...
If I could have the brain of a giant monster...
If I could have the brain of a giant monster...
etc!
Giant monster?
Elena was startled because it reminded her of the "Lost in the Jungle Survival Manual"!
If you add the [Special Reminder] on the stone tablet...
Such a little brainless animal...
She took a deep breath and unknowingly took off her "mother's hairpin" and held it in her hand...
It felt like my mother was holding my hand, and it was an inexplicable peace of mind.
So, she closed her eyes and her heart gradually calmed down.
After a long time, she opened her eyes, and the light of enlightenment shone in her bloody pupils.
I see!
I see!
"I think... I finally know the identity of the Death Knight."
She answered affirmatively and put "Mom's hairpin" on her head again.
But at this moment, her eyes widened slightly, as if she noticed something incredible.
"No, I think...I finally know everyone's identities!"
A tear rolled down from Elena's eyes inexplicably.
I never thought that in the end, it was you...Mom... who helped me.
The Dread Lord gently brushed away the tears on Elena's cheek and smiled knowingly.
"I knew you could do it, your majestic princess. I have always believed it."
After saying this, the Dread Lord stretched out his palm, and a golden fruit slowly floated in his palm.
"So now, do you want to start purifying His power of disaster?"
The Dread Lord played with the golden fruit, letting Elena hit it wherever she pointed it.
"No, it's not that time yet. I still have to figure out the second question you asked: Why does my frog witchcraft work sometimes and sometimes not! This is the key to victory or defeat, and I have to figure it out. ." Elena took a deep breath and said.
"Jie Jie! I thought you had thought of it all?" the Dread Lord joked.
"But it doesn't matter. We can think about it slowly. As long as we don't take action, we will have a long time to prepare."
Elena smiled and nodded immediately.
Yes, after all, it’s already half the battle, isn’t it?
But right now.
"Ohh Ohh ohh……"
"It's here...it's here...wuwuwu..."
The six-eyed crow stood on the branch outside the sacred tree, crying in grief.
"Dear Elena, it's here... it's here..."
"Please, Elena, don't be so good?"
Elena couldn't help frowning. To be honest, she was still very resistant to this disaster star. But its inexplicable words seemed to see some future disaster...
And the six-eyed crow wants him not to do that?
do what?
Will what it sees provide guidance for its future?
Elena hesitated for a moment, then flew out of the holy tree with the Dread Lord.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu by Irene,"
The six-eyed crow saw Elena coming in front of it and was about to cry and talk. However, before it could finish calling out its name, Elena grabbed its beak!
Its huge black wings flew around, but it couldn't break free.
