Chapter 932 Miracle

"It comes from the soul," Odachi said, "I can feel it."

"But, is it really worth it?" I frowned and said, "You can do anything for a scepter."

Odachi paused and said, "Perhaps, the value of this scepter is more important to the Goblin Clan Leader than the entire Zephyr Continent."

"Well, what you said makes sense," I said, "but I don't see anything special about this scepter. Could it be that its symbolic meaning is far greater than its own value?"

"Are you saying that the scepter is mainly reflected in its symbolic meaning?" Odachi asked: "It is like the crown on the king's head and the cane in the hand of the pope?"

"That's what it is."

"If you understand it this way, then it shouldn't be sealed in a metal box and covered with a black magic shield that even I can't cut through." Odachi said: "Based on my many years of experience. , the power contained in this scepter is absolutely astonishing, the reason Ophelia sealed it must be because she didn’t want future generations to be lost in its terrifying power.”

"Then she handed the scepter to me so easily?" I asked in confusion.

"That's just her image," Odachi said: "It only has partial intelligence. Maybe she originally wanted to hand the scepter to her descendants in this way, or let the scepter completely disappear from the world."

I:"?"

Odachi explained: "Generally speaking, if the person who enters the tomb is an informed fairy descendant, he will definitely choose the scepter in the box, but if it is an uninformed tomb robber, he will definitely choose the treasures on the ground. After all, they sneaked in The tomb is just for money, but no one expected that they would meet such a greedy and curious person like you. In order to find out the contents of the box, you even worked tirelessly to lift the floor tiles of the tomb. It really is a kind of fate, but for Ophelia, 'evil fate' is more appropriate."

"I am not a professional tomb robber. I am an adventurer, a person who lives for adventure!"

When I said this, I felt like I instantly became taller, and even the majestic BGM vaguely sounded in the quiet room.

However, why does this BGM become more real and clear the more you listen to it?

I pricked up my ears and felt it carefully, eh? It seems that this is not my imagination, but there is real music!

"Go out and take a look," Odachi said, "Let's see what's going on."

I thought about it, yes, since I was all sleepy anyway, I might as well go out and watch the excitement.

I opened the door, walked out of the room slowly, followed the source of the sound and looked over, and was stunned for a moment.

Less than a hundred meters away from my room, a dense crowd of goblin clansmen gathered. They all knelt down and worshiped at a high platform. On the high platform, the goblin clan leader held a scepter in her hand, with a sacred and solemn face. She was surrounded by white light. There was also a lot of golden light mixed in, and the light continued to swim around her, making her even more deified.

"You see," Odachi said: "This scepter must contain power that we can't imagine, otherwise there would be no such miracle."

"We can't make a final conclusion yet," I said, "Who knows how much of this power belongs to the Elf Clan Leader herself. Maybe most of this miracle was created by herself, and the Moonlight Scepter only acted as a medium. role."

"You're still stubborn at this time," Odachi said, "That's fine, you can ask her in person after the miracle has passed."

As he spoke, the goblin leader's body shone even brighter, like a small sun. It pierced me so much that I had to close my eyes, but even if I closed my eyes, I could still feel the strong light coming through my eyelids.

"Where did those songs and music come from?" I asked Odachi: "I can't open my eyes and my ears can't distinguish them. Please help me take a look."

"It's those tribesmen who sing it themselves," Odachi said: "Their singing is very neat and beautiful, and they can even produce music by themselves. It's no wonder that your ears can't distinguish it. If I didn't feel it with my soul, I wouldn't be able to distinguish it at all. .”

"There's no music when Remi sings," I said.

Odachi thought for a while: "Maybe she hasn't grown up to that time yet."

"That's right, she is still a little lolita now, and maybe she will get better in the future." I sighed while listening to the heavenly singing around me: "I really hope to hear this kind of music that Remi sings earlier." song."

While I was intoxicated, a warmth instantly enveloped my body, driving away the fatigue in my body.

I couldn't help but be surprised: "This is..."

"This is the miraculous effect caused by the fairy patriarch and the scepter," Odachi said: "These lights scatter like pollen, filling the entire space."

"I feel warm all over," I said, "even the fatigue and sleepiness are gone."

"This is natural," Odachi said: "This thing is more effective than healing magic. If it fails, it can even regenerate severed limbs."

"So magical?" I asked in surprise.

"Don't take it seriously," Odachi said, "This is just a metaphor."

I really want to see with my own eyes the scene of light particles floating throughout the space. It must be a fairyland-like scenery, intoxicating and lingering, but I dare not open my eyes because I can still feel it through my eyelids. to dazzling glare.

I had no choice but to ask Odachi to act as my on-site commentator and let him describe all the scenery in front of me in words.

As the light particles became brighter and brighter around me, the songs of the goblins became louder and louder. The melodious singing voice, crisp whispers, and flowing beauty made me even more intoxicated and unable to extricate myself.

Odachi, who was explaining, couldn't help but stop talking, and couldn't speak to himself for a long time.

Finally, the song faded until it disappeared, but I still couldn't extricate myself. The song was like a seed, rooted in my mind, echoing all the time, intoxicating my heart and soothing my soul.

Just when I was intoxicated, I suddenly felt something strange in my left arm. I lowered my head, endured the strong light, opened my eyes suddenly, and looked at my left arm. I saw that the gauntlet of my left arm was actually floating. Densely packed black and red runes, these runes are constantly changing and reorganizing to form new runes one after another. Not only that, they seem to be constantly catching the golden light particles floating around. Every time they catch one, they It will integrate the light particles into its body in an instant, and then continue to capture new light particles.

As more light particles are captured, traces of gold gradually appear on the black-red bodies of these runes, like black-red rune modules bound with gold threads.