Chapter 1254 The Depths of the Elf Forest

Speaking of red crystals, I have to think of black crystals that look similar but feel completely different.

"You mean black crystals?" The high priest shook his head: "There are too many types and records of black crystal ores in Zefeng Continent. Without the actual objects, I can't tell which one you are referring to."

"That black crystal can blend into my left arm." I thought for a moment and added, "It's like ice melting into the sludge."

"Well, you expressed it very clearly, and I can also imagine the state of dissolution, but" she shook her head again: "Based on these alone, I still can't tell what it is."

"That's such a shame" I sighed in disappointment.

"If you can still find something like that, bring it over and I'll help you identify it."

It seems that only very powerful monsters with strange behaviors will explode. However, the whereabouts of such monsters are so rare that I don’t even know where to encounter them.

Moreover, I bought that black crystal because I was deceived last time. Speaking of which, the dwarf liar who sold me the black crystal was really disgusting!

Eh?

correct!

Dwarf liar!

I remember the last time I was deceived by him, in his slightly open pocket, I could vaguely see the unique luster that only black crystals can reflect.

In other words, he didn’t just sell the black crystal to me!

Thinking of this, I smiled comfortably: as long as I find him and the dwarf liar, I can obtain the black crystal again. As long as I have the black crystal, I can ask the high priest to help me identify what it is.

Putting the matter of the black crystal aside for the time being, I asked the high priest: "Master High Priest, do you know the origin of the Odachi I use?"

In fact, Odachi told me its origin before, and I still have a clear impression of what he said, but I decided to ask the high priest again, mainly because - I really can't believe every word of Odachi. It's true, especially the statement that it was forged with more than 300 knives, which makes me feel uneasy.

"That Odachi sword of yours?" the high priest asked softly. Seeing me nodding, she gently touched her bright eyes, raised her head again, and looked at the darkened ceiling.

I am familiar with this action. She had just done it once before. It was an action that blended with the Eye of Light.

After a long time, the high priest slowly lowered her head, removed her hand from the Eye of Light, and sorted out her thoughts. She said: "Your Odachi has the same origin as you. Neither of you are from this world. The difference is, You only came here with your soul, but it came here with both soul and body."

"That's right," I said, "can you see who built it?"

"I can't see it." The high priest shook his head: "Your sword is the same as you. Your future is blurry. The difference is that your future is completely blurry, but its future has a clear future. A figure is always by his side, and that figure is you."

"Nani?" I asked in confusion, "Does this mean that I will never be able to get rid of this Odachi?"

"Yes," the high priest said, "Why do you look so surprised? Are you dissatisfied with your knife?"

"If your Eye of Light was also a weapon with a soul and always chattering endlessly, would you be satisfied with it?"

"Of course" the high priest said solemnly: "This is a treasure given to me by my Lord. Looking at it is like seeing my Lord. No matter what it becomes, I will worship it devoutly and use it cherished."

Well, it's understandable, situations are different, beliefs are different.

You worship the person who gave you the eyes of light as a god, but I am different. I have nothing to do with the owner of the Odachi or its forger. In this case, I will definitely not believe in it or worship it. , or use it cherishedly. Moreover, it not only nags, but also often makes ruthless complaints to me!

"Although my eyes cannot clearly see your future and essence," the high priest said, "but I can be sure that this Odachi is no ordinary blade. Perhaps one day, it will play a key role."

I asked casually: "How critical is it?"

"Decide everything."

I was shocked when I heard these words. Is that what decides everything?

Okay, I admit, it does have many other features, such as the ability to change its own weight, for example, it is very strong and does not require maintenance until now, and its sharpness is unquestionable, and its material is very special. It is easy to clean. Whether it is stained with blood or the juice of a rotten flesh puppet, just wipe it with a rag and it will be clean immediately.

Apart from these, it only has the characteristic of endless complaints, and it seems that only I can hear its complaints, and it has no effect on others.

hehe.

I smiled dryly: Could this key role be to drive me crazy with complaints?

Since the high priest said that she couldn't see clearly about the Odachi, it would be useless for me to ask questions related to it.

However, judging from Cagalli’s expression and tone of voice that I saw before coming here, the chance of meeting and being able to talk to the high priest is infinitely equivalent to meeting all the opponents in the top 20 of the Zephyr Contest. Possibility of diarrhea.

So, I decided to sit for a while and try hard to think of something else to talk about.

After much thinking, it really reminded me of a topic - the depths of the Elf Forest, the hidden ancient tombs, and what wonderful things are hidden in this vast ocean.

After sorting out my thoughts, I took the lead in asking the first question: "Master High Priest, do you know the depths of the Elf Forest?"

The high priest shook his head: "I don't understand."

Let me go, the answer was too straightforward, right? With just three words, you directly solved the problem that I had been thinking about for a long time? No, should I say rejection?

Just when I was going crazy, the high priest continued: "Although I came from Moonlight City, the depths of the Elf Forest have always been called the forbidden area of ​​Moonlight City. Although it is called the forbidden area, there are very few guards guarding it. .”

"Why?" I asked cooperatively.

"Because in the depths of the Elf Forest, there live countless monsters that were driven there in ancient times," the high priest said. "It is rumored that the strength of those monsters is very terrifying, and some even surpass the legendary heroes."

"So awesome?" I couldn't help but ask: "Then why don't they leave the depths of the Elf Forest and occupy Moonlight City or even the entire Zephyr Continent?"

"That's because they don't dare." The high priest smiled: "They are still on the verge of fear and panic."

"What is it that can make that kind of existence feel terrifying?" I couldn't help but blurt out.

"It's the breath left by the people who once drove them away." The high priest pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "There is also the smell of the bloodline that frightened them."