"Good evening, my friend," suddenly a voice came, startling Griffith again, "Minos greets you! The lost life essence of this mountain monster is very useful to Minos." Help. Can you bring Minos closer?"
It turned out to be you...it scared me to death.
Griffith nodded and took a few steps towards the body of the mountain monster. Waves of illusory aura surged, as if something was absorbed into the bone ring.
"Very good. The strange source of energy has allowed Minos to regain more power. I hope it will be helpful to you in the near future." Minos absorbed it for a while and then the voice came again, "Your vital signs and The mental state is abnormal, and Minos recommends rest and treatment as soon as possible. However, before that, you can search the body and lair of the mountain monster."
"What's there?" Griffith asked, "This mountain monster was smuggled in from outside, and the nest should have been built not long ago."
Minos said: "These creatures like to collect powerful objects to make ugly ornaments, which are easy to carry. Maybe it has been hidden around you, and there is no loss in taking a look."
Griffith calmed down his mind, then packed up his weapons and started searching. Lute didn't leave anything behind, and he didn't dare to touch the terrifying double-faced skin. He just picked up his two-handed sword and held it in his hands.
"Well, does the monster have seitan?" Griffith asked.
"No source of essence that can be absorbed has been detected," Minos replied. "Other human corpses were also found at the site, but there is no life essence that can be absorbed. The corpses have no extraordinary properties and there is no need to collect them."
Nine ordinary people? Well, maybe eight normal people and one monster? Griffith was in disbelief. In this case, we can only leave their bodies to the school for channeling to see how many clues they can find.
This mountain monster's lair was not difficult to find. Along the way, Griffith found the broken corpses of some hired workers, but he could not count nine of them. They were probably crushed or eaten during the battle.
The mountain monster's excrement was scattered around a cave, but the cave was relatively tidy. Griffith searched for a while and found only some hay and rocks.
"There, in the ground on the right rear, dig the soil there and take a look." Minos reminded.
Following the reminder, Griffith found a small smooth black sharp corner under a stone. When his fingers touched it, a light blue halo appeared on the sharp corners.
“This is the most valuable part of the horns of the legendary creature that lives in the depths of the swamp, the Barbarian Bull,” Minos introduced. “This mountain monster once lived near the great swamp in the east, together with a powerful Sequence 6 Barbarian. This trophy was obtained after a cow fight.”
"What's the use?" Griffith played with the black horn and asked as he walked out.
Minos said: "The barbarian bull is a very dangerous creature. In the face of its extraordinary power, even Behemoth and the giant dragon who are much higher than it are afraid of it.
"They are the pets of the God of Death. They can gain the power of death through the extraordinary characteristics gathered in their horns, and have a certain chance of causing a fatal blow called the 'Eye of Death'.
"The mountain monster likes to collect valuable parts of its prey and make them into necklaces or pendants. The unwilling and angry soul of the barbarian bull remains on this horn fragment, waiting for the opportunity of revenge. When the mountain monster was severely injured , the barbarian bull spirit counterattacked violently, presenting the scene you just saw. However, the blow just now has exhausted the extraordinary characteristics of the Eye of Death, and the torn mountain monster spirit also returned to the lair, and the barbarian bull The remaining souls were mixed into a unique sealed object.
"You can activate this item through mental power, and the power of the mountain monster will be poured into your body, and the next attack will cause double damage. The terrifying momentum of the mountain monster will leave weak creatures with nowhere to hide, giving Your next attack will have a sure-hit special effect."
Such an extraordinary item combines improved hit and attack, which can be said to be very powerful. Griffith couldn't help but exclaimed: "So, what's the price?"
Minos replied: "
"Originally, there is. The ferocity and resentment of the barbarian bull are always lingering on this fragment, waiting for the opportunity for the holder to weaken, which is extremely sinister. However, its wish has been fulfilled, and it cannot embody that terrible power. But the negative effects no longer take effect.
"After using the huge power of the mountain monster, the power in the horn needs to wait for an hour to regroup and cannot be used continuously."
Griffith excitedly put away this sacred item and hurriedly walked outside. The joy of harvest diluted some of the physical and mental fatigue, making his steps brisk.
"Wait a minute," Minos suddenly said when he was about to leave the thorn cage, "you forgot something important."
"What?"
"Aren't you making a magic potion to slow down?
"Hurry and collect some mountain monster snot. This is a rare raw material. Dig in more."
"..."
After receiving Griffith's report, the professors at Homemonworth were shocked. They hurried to the scene to conduct a search, and then sent Griffith back to his dormitory to sleep.
It will take some time for the results of the channeling and search to come out. I hope to find some clues about the mountain monster and the hired workers.
Griffith came to the bathroom and cleaned himself up. After the long-lost battle, he felt inexplicably refreshed, as if he had released his long-suppressed nature. If someone came to cause trouble now, he would be happy to fight again.
Next spring, Griffith is scheduled to launch an attack on Sequence 8 and become an official Beyonder. The training he received since childhood and the battles on the battlefield have given him a lot of experience in the path of being a spellbreaker. After today's battle, he has an urge to try, as if he can already touch the threshold of promotion with one hand.
He wiped the water off his body, shook his hair, put on a thin piece of clothing and walked out of the bathroom. He should have a way to collect all the potion materials he lacks, and he can prepare several bottles of potions in a few days.
As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, Griffith saw Galadia leaning on the pillar in the corridor, tilting her head and looking at the bright moon in the night sky. She was wearing a slim-fitting light green dress. The short hem revealed her slender and smooth legs, and her long black hair was gently flying in the evening breeze.
The silver moonlight shone on her delicate profile, making her as intoxicating as when the two met for the first time.
"Hmm~ You're out?" The elf noticed the footsteps and turned his head slightly, "Do you know you almost died? That's a mountain - a monster!"
Griffith shook his head with a smile and came to her: "I must be awesome."
The two just stared into each other's eyes, so quietly they could hear each other's breathing and heartbeat. Galadia's eyes slowly passed across the bridge of Griffith's nose and lips, and stayed on his open chest.
At that moment, Griffith suddenly realized that the distance between himself and the elf was so close that he could just reach out and wrap his arms around her slender waist and hug her into his arms, with the position of his lips just right.
Galadia raised her head, looked into his eyes, and took half a step back: "Why are you taking a bath so slowly? I've been standing here for a long time, and several people came to say some nasty things to me~ "
"Someone is harassing you?" Griffith asked seriously.
"A little bit, but don't worry about it," Galadia walked to the dormitory with light steps, "These aristocratic children who have no pursuits are just pursuing sensual pleasure. Being close to me is an experience for girls of various humanoid races. It’s a piece of the puzzle in the journey and it makes me uncomfortable just thinking about it. I’m going to find a chance to beat them up!”
Various humanoid races... and this experience! Griffith never imagined that such a pursuit existed. Among the female humanoid races, there are trolls, orcs, giants, centaurs, fish-men, and other creatures. Some of the trolls are pretty good-looking, forget about the orcs, and others... this is too exciting!
"Hey! Don't use your imagination!" Galadia reached out to Griffith's back and pinched him hard, "By the way, what are you doing in the Whispering Forest?"
"Collect some potion materials," Griffith grinned in pain, "You know, that potion notebook reveals some potion formulas that I can master, which is very good."
"Ah~ that ah~" Galadia gently stroked the long hair beside her ear, "Although you are not a spell caster, your resistance and will are high, and your inspiration is relatively low so it is not easy to hear or see hidden existences. However, if you always deal with those dangerous things, you will get infected one day, sooner or later."
"What will happen?"
"First of all, your inspiration will allow you to detect dangerous information, which will bring about unheard of mystery and terror, destroying your will." Galadia retracted her arms and crossed her chest. "If your will is not strong enough, reason will You can't bear what you know, that would be terrible! A severe blow to your sanity in a short period of time will make you fall into temporary madness, which is still possible to save; if your sanity has collapsed to a certain extent, you have only two options. ”
"Which two?"
"Death or madness, I told you," Galadia glared at Griffith reproachfully, "Don't take it seriously. In this case, you are lucky to die. Fall into eternity Madness is the most terrifying torture to you and your relatives and friends. At that time, you are no longer you, but a puppet of a certain will."
