The camp fell into a frozen silence.
Neferti looked at the investigators gathered in a circle and begged them to say something quickly.
"These are some poor forerunners," Miss Wendy, who listened carefully to the message, took the written piece of paper from the professor's hand, glanced at it, and said slowly, "We will record their names and the findings of this investigation. It has been brought back and returned to the world.”
The mood of Professor Julian and several other professors, the leader of the advancement team, did not seem to be affected. Soon, the fourth message decoded showed their harvest.
“The warning messages on the walls once deterred us, but we are so lucky to be here. The bright future is right in front of us, and now is not the time to stand still.
"An unknown parasitic life has swallowed up the ancient giant snail. Even if you just look at its twisted flesh-like body and ugly jointed limbs, anyone will classify it as a terrifying evil.
"The entrance to the Flesh Nest is like a human throat, as big as a cave, hard and moist. The temperature here is very high, and the further you go in, the more terrifying the hallucination becomes as you walk into the belly of a giant beast.
"About half an hour later, we came to a storage room, or the chamber of the altar. Bottles and jars of various sizes were piled up there haphazardly. The materials of the containers were exactly the same as the walls, and they were solid and solid.
"Here we found it!
"What is presented to us is a dead monster.
"Its body is huge, nearly four meters tall. Its human-like torso and limbs are huddled together. It can be imagined that it was even larger when it was alive. The creature's head is like a squid's head, flat and long, with a long lower jaw. The tentacles with suckers attached, and the upper limbs showed the pincers and pincers of crustacean creatures, all of which were petrified.
"After simple perspective analysis, the structure and organization of the unknown creature are extremely complex and completely different from known life. Even if it loses its vitality, everyone present is still amazed by its existence. Its appearance confirms our conjecture, So far, our investigation has gone beyond imagination. Everything has followed the oracle's instructions and has not deviated from our conjectures.
"This is an unknown life that has evolved to an extremely high level, and it is the key evidence leading to the mystery of antiquity!
“Now that we have completed the crucial node, the next step is to analyze the secrets hidden in the giant snails and mysterious creatures in the deep sea, and guide the way forward for our career.
"Your Excellency Erem, Lord Adbalan and I have unanimously decided that Naira should not continue to take risks. We have arranged for manpower to send him and some samples back to the camp tonight so that the camp team can understand the situation. If you have any comments, please feel free to ask in time. inform."
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"It is most likely a descendant of God, or even a descendant of blood," Miss Wendy said in a hoarse and extremely excited voice, "Quickly, send them a message, I want to know the detailed composition of this creature immediately. No, I Go out there and study with them.”
"Not tonight," Professor Lafayette still maintained caution and rationality. "The environment here is unfamiliar and dangerous, and the echo signal is not stable. The existence of this camp is the key to ensuring the retreat of the entire investigation team. We cannot leave our posts without making a unanimous decision to change the plan."
Having said that, Griffith still saw waves of nervousness and excitement on Professor Lafayette's face. There is no doubt that after learning of such an astonishing discovery, all the scholar could think about was giving himself wings and flying to the samples.
That night, the camp group began to rest. Most people are excited and can't wait to get the news ahead. However, Professor Julian did not send any more messages.
There is no doubt that they must be working through the night dissecting the newly discovered samples.
Everyone began to look forward to Naira's arrival, hoping that he could bring back some valuable clues.
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Near midnight, Naira finally came back. He returned with several full rucksacks, escorted by Knight Patorion and another investigator, Sorcerer Lake.
In fact, with the astonishing strength he had shown before, the accompanying extraordinary people could not be considered as guards at all.
Meeting the mysterious boy again, Griffith almost instinctively became wary. The power "Nostalgia Turns into Sorrow" that Naira used not long ago is powerful and without warning, and it is deeply connected with the thread of life in the virtual world.
Naila didn't notice anything unusual at all. Like everyone else, he simply said hello to the Dantès couple and paid no more attention to them.
The whole camp was very excited at the return of the trio.
Surrounded by excited, pale faces and eyes shining with ecstasy, Naila looked so calm and cold, like a saint who was not touched by the world, a sage who transcended instinctive desires, who was indifferent and clean. . Even the hug Neferti gave him was only a gentle pat on her shoulder in response.
The extremely excited Pattorion Knight and Lake Wizard told each other about their experiences.
"Professor Julian believes that the unknown life form is the key to solving the mystery. He even sensed that there are more discoveries in the chamber not far away inside the giant snail that can guide us."
"Lord Erem disagrees. He hopes to complete the dissection and investigation on the spot and not rush to open more chambers."
"The ground there is very dirty, with rot flowing everywhere, and there are tapeworm-like insects squirming in the foul-smelling flesh and blood. We have to take turns outside the giant snail if we want to rest."
Knight Milbane, Brother Bolton, Miss Wendy and Miss Willow excitedly asked this and that.
"Have you collected any samples of bugs?"
“Are there any special spots or patterns on the walls or dome, and what do they look like?”
"What about our wishes? Did Master Adbalan say anything?" Knight Milban drank a sip for himself and asked with shining eyes.
"How long? Ahem! Ahem!" Brother Bolton was particularly excited. As he said this, he grabbed the wine bottle of Knight Milban beside him, unscrewed it, and poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth. "Is there any wine? Give me some. !”
However, he shook the flask for a long time, but not a drop fell from it.
"Drink this," Naila handed a small pot aside, "mixed with golden rum, but not much."
"Okay, okay! I'm not welcome," Brother Bolton took the kettle and drank a few more sips, wiping his mouth and looking at Naila and muttered, "Your wish has come true, unlike us..."
Miss Wendy kicked the monk to stop him from speaking more nonsense.
What are these Odessa people planning? Griffith sat by the crackling campfire, prodding a few freshly caught and still vigorous giant bread crabs from the Sea of Chaos with tree branches.
The Extraordinaries who once fought against Griffith and were eliminated, as well as the Extraordinaries gathered here, have different Extraordinary paths and beliefs. Among them, there are many knights and priests who believe in the Holy Light and other righteous gods. However, they all converted to the alien gods in the virtual realm, who were regarded by them as extremely evil and dangerous kings of the undead in the past.
If there is not enough temptation, these extraordinary people who already have high status will not give up their current status and defect to the banner of the evil god.
The threads of life in the virtual realm hold the power of decay and resurrection, and the converts must have come here for this reason. So, what is the purpose of Naira, who is most likely the hand of God?
"Ah, no, Haidee," Griffith touched the girl next to him with his arm and asked in a low voice, "Do you know the secrets under Tulan Swamp?"
"I know, there is the territory of dreams, and there is a tributary flowing from the swamp into the Sea of Chaos." Alandel held her forehead with her hands, showing a rare sluggishness. "Do you think it's strange? These people have converted to the king of the undead. , but brought his divine hand to the territory of the God of Dreams, searching for a completely different mystery."
This is indeed strange... Griffith also kept a careful eye on the Odessa people in the camp. The most dangerous Naira and the extraordinary demon hunter Diaz with characteristic restraint are both preparing to rest, and there are no signs of danger.
"Some people think that the Lord is the God of Dreams," Alandel continued to explain in a low voice, "However, according to the investigation of my people, the Lord has been entrenched in this world a long time ago, lurking in the dark abyss, and there are people who The aura of fear is still different from that of an external god."
Griffith asked: "Are you saying that the Lord may be the incarnation of dreams in the human world, or a clone with flesh and blood?"
Alandel turned around, patted the knight's shoulder like a pillow, squeezed his arm, then leaned in, twisted, and whispered in her ear: "What I know is that the master is more mysterious than the demigod. More distant, maybe it is the hand of God in some sense. The hands of two outer gods are about to meet. In this case, all I can think of is hunting, fighting, or...
"It can't be mating, right?"
A fiery warm aroma lingered in Griffith's ears, making his heart beat faster and his whole body becoming hot.
"The master's condition does not seem to be good, or in other words, it is not suitable for this world." Alandel's soft voice seemed to echo directly in the depths of the soul. "Knight, what did you encounter in Canaan? What happened to the elf lady? When we reach some danger, I heard that there is the shadow of the master behind us."
Griffith nodded slightly.
When Galadia was in danger in Canaan, the cultists took her to the hidden altar of the Lord of Desire and Fertility, preparing to use her as a vessel to descend into this world.
The elf cultists who were annihilated in the incident definitely called their evil god "the master", not the god of dreams...
The matter went nowhere because Ms. Avina protected her daughter. Judging from the information currently known, the Lord is likely to be sealed or in other bad conditions, and does not have a suitable body to walk in the world, otherwise he would not be looking for a vessel to descend.
Griffith, who was sitting by the fire and thinking, gradually became sleepy.
The current actions of the Odessa people may be that they are trying to take advantage of the current situation, concentrating the Hand of God and Sealed Artifacts, preparing to seize part of the Lord's power to enhance the strength of the Life Weaving Party. However, can this action of targeting a hidden, almost divine being as prey be carried out smoothly? Ouch--!
Griffith was distracted and his finger was suddenly pinched by a crab. These seafood growing on the wild coast are not only delicious, but also quite ferocious. This plier actually cut the fingers of the war knight. A few drops of blood rolled out from the wound.
"You were actually pinched by a crab..." Alandel sat up straight in surprise, "Shall I bandage it for you?"
"The creatures here are really extraordinary," Griffith shook his bleeding finger, "It will heal soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, the campfire made a crackling sound, and a shadow appeared in front of the two people's sight.
Griffith suddenly raised his head and saw Neferty standing quietly in front of him. The red eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and the delicate cheeks were as lifeless as a doll. She stood there without saying a word, and the shoulder straps on her skirt slipped down, revealing her delicate white jade collarbones and the undulating contours under her shoulders.
The girl squatted down and crawled in front of Griffith. Her slightly raised waist and hips under her nightgown were covered with a delicate halo by the bonfire. Like a kitten, she meekly curved her wonderful arc in an unimaginable way. The angle was presented to him.
Griffith was stunned and subconsciously leaned back. Neferti raised her head absentmindedly, stroking her hanging white hair and pressing it to her ears. She opened her small cherry mouth and bit his finger.
"What have you done to her!" Alandel rubbed her eyes, thinking she had seen wrongly, and exclaimed in a suppressed voice.
Me, what have I done! ?
Griffith couldn't even speak. A kind of wetness that he had never experienced before wrapped around his fingers. His small fragrant tongue wrapped the fingertips, licked and sucked hard, and slowly spit it out as if there was some discomfort, and then swallowed it again reluctantly. There was a slight numb tremor on the scratched finger, as if it had been electrified. He felt that the soft tip of his tongue was carefully touching the tender depths.
Neferty's little mouth was filled to the brim, and she hummed softly at her feet, while the tip of her tongue slowly swirled around her fingers. Then, she didn't seem to be satisfied, she opened her lips lightly, tried her best to eat half of it with her finger, and her tender tongue entangled it harder.
