Chapter 412 411. Miluo

"Haner, do you have anything to ask me?"

The Great Sage moved a simple chair for Terarim, then returned to his seat and looked at the other party gently.

"my memory."

Terarim emphasized:

"I want my memory back."

What he needs most now is to retrieve his memory, because that will allow him to integrate into Mosolos and make it easier to understand Mosolos.

The Great Sage just nodded.

After a few seconds, he said:

"Haner, you have to know that when you get something, you have to pay a price, and memory is this price.

"However, since you have returned to Mosolos, it is time for your memory to return from the ocean of memory."

Ocean of memory...

Telarim instantly thought of the concept of a "knowledge ocean" proposed by Maceve, a member of the Psychological Sea. The two were just judged literally, and they felt very similar.

But before he could think about it any longer, little memory fragments suddenly emerged from the depths of his mind, and then formed into wisps of memory fragments in an instant.

In the end, these memories merged together and were displayed in his mind in an orderly and complete manner from his birth to the present.

Time passed slowly.

There was a sparkle in Terarim's eyes.

His voice was low and trembling:

"Grandpa Soram!"

"Hanl, welcome home."

The great sage Solam said with a smile.

Telarim nodded quickly.

He recalled everything.

According to his guess, Grandpa Soram should be a transcendent of the "Decadent" path, at least a demigod or above, because this comes from inheritance, and the inheritance of the great sage cannot be that weak.

In the real paradise, the shortage of materials and the problem of missing formulas have made extraordinary people more and more rare. Until now, there are only a few in the city of Mosolos.

Among them, inheritance is the reason why Mosolos City can still continue. Every great sage will leave his characteristics behind when he dies, and then find a suitable person to inherit it.

However, many people died in the process.

However, Terarim speculated that there might be some sealed object that could increase this probability. Otherwise, all the elves might be dead and it would be difficult for anyone to succeed.

He once heard Grandpa Soram say that at that time, his brother and many others died during the inheritance process, and it was his turn in the end.

"Great Sage" is more than just an identity.

Only those with successful inheritance can be called great sages, or someone who can bring the elves out of trouble.

After all, if there is no "Great Sage", then the first fatal crisis that Mosolos City will encounter is the mist.

Yes, according to the existing records, once there is no great sage in the elves, the area of ​​strange fog will pervade, squeezing the living space of the elves.

Four years ago, the Great Sage hoped that Telarim could leave the real paradise, find and open the real paradise from the outside world, and return to Morsolos.

The Holy Court has been destroyed.

And disappeared into the Somit Desert.

Only those who come in from the outside world can make the ruins of the church reappear, reopen the holy door, and leave the real paradise.

This is Terarim's mission.

The only way the elves could find for thousands of years.

…

When the crystal in the dome dimmed slightly, Telarim arrived in front of Anahi's house, and then knocked on the door with his fingers.

And after a moment, the door opened.

Anahi's hair was loose.

And then she moved out of the aisle and motioned for Telarim to come in. Terarim's eyes flickered, then walked in and closed the door.

At this time, Anaxi sat on the chair next to the stone table, and then went straight to the point: "Haner, what do you think of the Great Sage?"

"He's our family."

Te Alim said something.

In his memory, Anahi and Soram had no conflict. Anaxi had always been Soram's most trusted person.

"Family?"

Anaxi suddenly raised the corners of her mouth.

There seemed to be a hint of ridicule.

Terarim frowned when he saw this.

He didn't understand why the other party had changed so much in the past few years.

"Haner, do you know?

"The Great Sage made a deal with Uraponos, and the price was the people who died. After their death, they became bargaining chips in the deal."

Anahi's voice seemed unusually deep.

how come?

Terarim's pupils shrank. In his impression, every time someone died, Grandpa Soram's back would always look sad in the middle of the night.

Once when he saw the tears on the other person's face, he realized that Grandpa Soram had always been pretending to be strong. In front of outsiders, he was a great sage and he must become a pillar of support for other elves.

But at night in the deathly silence of the city of Morsolos, his face was getting older and his body was slightly stooped, and he was mourning his death.

So at this time, Terarim found it hard to believe that Grandpa Soram would desecrate the bodies of the dead. However, more memories emerged, but he was silent for a moment.

because--

The burial place of the elves is around a strange mist, a complex cave located more than ten kilometers outside the city of Morsolos.

And it seems that he left the real paradise through the existence of strange mist, as if these point to the agreement between the Great Sage and Uraponos.

only……

Telarim took a deep breath and said:

"Anahi, everyone has their own difficulties, not to mention that we are not far away from destruction. I believe that other elven grandfathers would be happy to contribute everything to this if they knew this."

The bells of destruction have already sounded.

Because Enni has already collapsed. The first major earthquake was more than a hundred years ago, and then the time gradually shortened.

Before he left the real paradise, two major earthquakes had occurred within ten years, and according to his previous observations, another major earthquake should have occurred during the time he left.

As for the elves not migrating from Morsolos... it's not that they don't want to, but they can't. They seem to be bound to the Tree of Enni. Once they leave for too long, they will gradually grow old and then die.

Therefore, even if they were hunting, Werner and the others would not stay out for too long, and they would have to return to Mo Soros in a maximum of twelve hours.

Anaxi nodded: "Indeed, if I can save the elves, I will bear all this alone, just for... the future."

Her voice was slightly weaker.

But then her eyelids drooped, and she changed her voice and said: "But every year, many of our elves still die in the strange mist... Three years ago, we still had more than two hundred tribesmen, but now, there are only one left. One hundred and twenty-one people, fifty-eight of them disappeared near the strange fog, and the number who died at the hands of Reggie Roy was not even as many as those who were missing.

"Is this the great sage's deal?"

Terarim's eyes suddenly stopped on Anaxi's neck, where there was a necklace made of thousands of strands of hair, and underneath was a round yellow crystal stone.

Thousand Silk Hair is the ocean of "hair" that Werner saw. It is also the main source of their clothing. It has relatively good flexibility and warmth. Generally, the ropes of jewelry are woven from several Thousand Silk Hair.

But that's not the point.

He remembered that this spar belonged to Anaxi's sister, Milona, ​​and Terarim was very impressed by this. After all, Milona also had a very good relationship with him.

It's just that he just came back to Soros, and he hasn't had much time to understand the situation of other people. Perhaps Soros' sadness is also a reason for him to retreat.

While he was living freely outside, his tribe was suffering, and people he was familiar with left one by one, which was hard for him to accept.

But now, he had to face it.

Milona may also be dead.

Suddenly, Telarim fell silent.

He may have known the reason for Anahi's change, because her sister died.

…

"Bessochion..."

Ubermo murmured softly, looking towards the ground.

Bethochion is an extraordinary creature, also known as the Bell Ringer and the Bell Ringing Magic Bird. It resembles a bird. Viewed from the front, it has a human-like shape. It is often shrouded in a patch of black hair. He looks like a man in black robe.

That's what Ubermore is aiming for.

Bethochion's heart is the main ingredient for the secret medicine of No. 3 "Death Knell".

As of now, the Felosa Empire can no longer provide him with too many secret medicine materials. He is not the "Warrior" path or the "Arbiter" path.

The St. Yer family also lacks the heart of Bethochien, because this kind of creature has been difficult to find until now.

They usually live in the underground world and have strong hiding abilities. Even with Ubermo's ability, it is difficult to divine the location of each other.

The biggest characteristic of this creature is that it makes sounds like bells, which are made by the rhythm of their hearts. In the dark, it can easily be mistaken for a bell ringer ringing a huge bell.

And this kind of bell will gradually lead people to death.

At this time, a golden-red light spot appeared in front of Ubermo, and then suddenly swayed with bright sparks, forming a ring of flame streamer.

——"Mysterious Ring of Fire".

Immediately, Ubermo entered the underground.

Then, the flames dissipated.

…

After leaving Anahi's house, Te'arim put on his hooded hat and walked directly back to his home via a remote path.

His home is a two-story house.

Near the great sage's house.

The layout inside is very simple, but there are some animal bone products dotted there. It's just that after returning from the outside, he didn't really like this kind of bone product.

Sitting on the stool, Telarim stared out the window, his thoughts gradually diverging.

The Great Sage has decided to move his tribe to the Holy Court in a few days. He will use his ability to temporarily isolate the influence of the curse.

Until we get out of the real paradise.

Those curses will lose their effectiveness.

As for the Anaxi priest, he might be able to escape the influence of Milona's death. Thinking of this, a name kept wandering in Terarim's mind:

Milona...

Closing his eyes slightly, he sighed.

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