Chapter 120 Bonfire and Witch, Little Pink Conch

The perspective returns to the battlefield ruins.

In the initial battle, even the powerful three-person team lost to the two giant beasts after a fierce battle.

During this period, the three people also came to the group to talk about the basic situation of the battlefield ruins, and then went to the forum for a while before returning to the battlefield ruins.

This time, they did not go to the altar, but took advantage of the two giant beasts fighting to besiege and defeat them one by one.

The two giant beasts seemed to have forgotten that the three people went to the altar before. When one side was besieged by the three people, the other side would only follow and chase, making the other side worse...

Therefore, after besieging the stronger Fearless Blood first, the three people turned around to deal with the Commander of the Hundred Races.

The two giant beasts were defeated one by one.

[Obtained: Wax Oil × 56]

[Obtained: Wax Oil × 52]

[Obtained: Fire Seed·Idol Totem (Beginner)]

[Obtained: Hundred Races Command Horn Blade (Excellent)]

[……]

The Hundred Races Commander is indeed weaker than the Fearless Blood, and does not even have a special fire seed that can ignite fire, but it is not stingy with equipment and skill books.

In addition to these equipment, the most conspicuous among them are two items with text information.

[The Echo of the Horn of Command]

[Type: Special Item]

[Content: ... I am here to command the polar beasts to guard the altar and never let the idol tribe take it away...]

[Explanation: The summoning echo of the Hundred Races Commander is also the reason for the war. 】

[Handwritten message of the statue totem]

[Type: Special item]

[Content: ...When the tribe is in danger, it is necessary to seize the polar altar and offer grace to ensure the continuation of the tribe. Do not show mercy...]

[Explanation: Perhaps this is not just a simple question of right or wrong. ]

"Look at this altar. It originally belonged to the polar tribes." Li Miao thought after reading it.

The information in the text is very clear. The altar belongs to the polar tribes, and the statue tribe has to seize the altar in order to continue the tribe.

So, what magical effect does this altar have that can determine the continuation of life?

After the three of them picked up the fallen items, they soon came to the altar. This time, there was finally no giant beast blocking the way.

There were a few stone pillars on the edge of the altar, with a dark fire pit in the center. In front of the fire pit, there was a box and stones holding various sacrificial items, fruits, bones, etc., which were very primitive and simple.

When they came to the treasure chest, they found that the treasure chest had no lock and could be opened directly.

Moreover, there are some things that can be taken directly from the sacrificial supplies.

[Obtained: Polar Snow Vine Armor (Excellent)]

[Obtained: Polar Ice × 1]

[Obtained: War Ash·Freezing Strike]

[Obtained: Frost Seed·First Order × 1]

[……]

The harvest is quite rich, with all kinds of weapons, equipment and skill books, and even a special plant seed that looks like it can be planted in the Demon Hut.

It is worth mentioning that this [Freezing Strike] is a slag-grade skill book. Although the effect is similar to the Gurad combat skill, it has a built-in freezing effect and a higher upper limit, which is very worth learning for warriors and knights.

However, this is a three-person copy, and the fearless blood in these treasure chests and bosses will not refresh, and there is only one copy of Freezing Strike. If you want to get another copy of Freezing Strike, you can only reset the copy...

Then, Li Miao and Yuanfang started to attack the [Frost Crocodile] that they had been staring at for a long time.

With their strength, killing this guy is naturally easy.

And the drops of this Frost Crocodile did not disappoint them.

[Obtained: Frost Fang]

[Frost Fang]

[Type: Frost Attribute Item]

[Effect: Can give frost attribute to weapons]

[Description: The sharpest teeth of the Frost Crocodile, which condenses the essence of the body's power, have a hint of frost attribute. ]

After the Frost Crocodile died, there was no sign of resurrection.

With this, they should be able to consider forging the [Frost Lance].

Afterwards, the three continued to explore and searched carefully for a long time. They confirmed that there were no potential hidden places in the entire battlefield ruins before leaving.

This trip to the battlefield ruins brought them a lot of gains.

Moreover, the more important significance is that they officially opened up a treasure zone for the player group. If all players can enter it, the overall strength will undoubtedly usher in a leap forward.

…

"If you really can't remember, forget it."

Looking at Nonia who was thinking hard in front of him, Rogge said.

After reading the analysis in the forum, he told Nonia about the situation and tried to make her recall some corresponding memories.

But now it seems that Nonia can't remember too many important memories about this part.

But Rogge didn't gain nothing.

Nonia did have some memories related to the dagger witch, among which there was a very important name - Fire Grandma.

This "Fire Grandma" seemed to be the leader of the witches.

Other than that, Nonia couldn't remember more.

"Sorry, Mr. Rogge." Nonia said a little disappointed.

Rogge shook his head.

Fire Temple, Fire Grandma...

What kind of connection is there between the two?

...

The blazing bonfire provided some light, while further away, it was dark, and some dry and twisted tree roots could be vaguely seen forming a solid wall.

Claymore sat cross-legged on one side, and in front of him, on a strange dagger, there was an illusory witch soul.

This witch soul looked very similar to Nonia's body in the prayer chapel, but the face was quite different.

After returning to the bonfire, Claymore hesitated for a moment, and still told the witch Gabriel in front of him about his encounter with Rogge.

However, I don't know if he learned to be smart or because of Rogge's words, he had doubts in his heart, and he didn't tell Gabriel about the soul and the small candle.

After listening to Claymore's words, the witch soul Gabriel still behaved very calmly, and her expression seemed to be indifferent.

"Firewood pickers, in a chaotic world, nothing can be trusted."

"These so-called 'candle spirits' are not your friends, they are just heretics."

"Why? Mr. Gro saved me!" Claymore frowned and retorted: "This is the first time I have seen a normal person other than the survivors!"

"I haven't seen any of the firewood pickers you mentioned yet!"

Although Claymore is simple, he is not without any thinking and judgment ability.

After listening to what he said, Gabrielle seemed to be simply denying it, but the reason was unknown.

"Whether you believe it or not depends on you, firewood picker. The chaotic world is not trustworthy, and those with ulterior motives are wandering around." Facing Claymore's rebuttal, Gabrielle just looked at him quietly: "If you can go to the Fire Temple, you will meet other firewood pickers."

Claymore pursed his lips and clenched the hilt of the greatsword.

Fire Temple... Fire Temple...

He has heard this sentence countless times.

Gabrielle unreasonably regarded the candle spirit as a heretic, but Mr. Gro told him that his soul was incomplete...

Who should he believe?

What was he fighting for?

Claymore was in a very complicated mood at this time.

Before meeting Mr. Gro, he had never thought about these things. He just thought that he might be the one who was destined to pick up the torch and save the world. He believed in Gabrielle's words and fought for it firmly, going through one place after another full of survivors...

But now, he felt a little confused.

He didn't speak, and Gabrielle didn't speak quietly. Her soul stayed there like a sculpture.

The atmosphere became silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Claymore seemed to have readjusted his state and reached out to Gabrielle.

"...Help me to continue to become stronger, Gabriel."

Gabriel nodded slightly, and her soul touched Claymore's hand. The power she had previously obtained from the mad demon began to flow into the bonfire like firewood, making it more vigorous, and then a wisp of power was separated and flowed into Claymore...

The bonfire at the fire was still burning, and there were countless dry firewoods burning below...

...

Popping...

The pink little snail in the pool has become more and more active recently, and small bubbles will emerge from time to time.

However, Rogge did not notice it, but was carefully checking the feedback information of the spirit candle.

'Maybe it's time to add a new copy? Otherwise, the name of this version is a bit unworthy of the name...'

'But whether it is the coastal town, the battlefield ruins or the Tranquility Islands, they have not been anchored yet. After anchoring, you can get rewards...'

'Anchor first or tow first...'

Rogge was a little entangled.

Just when he was hesitating,

The pink little snail in the container suddenly stopped spitting bubbles, and after a while, the snail cover was slowly pushed open.

Along with the appearance of two small hands, a pair of bright eyes carefully observed the outside world through the gap.

Not long after, these eyes noticed Rogge's broad back and blinked curiously.

As if to see more clearly, the little guy tiptoed to push open the snail cover, revealing a small head, with wet pink short hair, white skin, and fish scales on the body.

The little guy tilted his head in confusion, spitting bubbles lightly from his mouth, as if he couldn't understand what this breathing "thing" in front of him was.

"Let's anchor the island first!"

Rogge made up his mind.

The sudden movement instantly frightened the little guy's body, and then he grabbed the snail cover and quickly retreated into the snail and closed it tightly.

Rogge was unaware of this.

After making the decision, he stood up and prepared to go to anchor the island.

The rewards for anchoring an island are good every time... except for the little conch that has been silent for a long time...

Thinking of this, Rogge couldn't help but glance at the pink little conch in the container. After thinking for a moment, he picked up the container and prepared to change the water.

The pink little conch in the container began to shake with the water.

"Pop..."

"Hmm?" Rogge frowned slightly and looked at the little conch in the container in surprise.

Did this thing make any strange sounds just now?

After staring at it for two seconds.

Rogge directly covered it with the power of the spirit candle.

After a moment, his brows relaxed, and he couldn't help laughing. He put down the container and sat in the spirit candle space.

[Conch Little Mermaid]

[Grade: Residual Ashes]

[Level: 1]

[Talent:? (Not shown)]

[Skill: Control the shell]

[Description: The little mermaid born from the shell is a beautiful life in the legend, with strange special abilities. ]

"Hey, little guy, come out, I see you."

"Pop..." The shell lid closed tighter.

Seeing this, Rogge was a little helpless, and did not speak, just sitting cross-legged in front of the container.

After a while.

As if it noticed that there was no movement outside, the shell lid slowly opened, and a pair of clear and nervous eyes appeared from the gap again.

But as soon as the little guy pushed it open, he saw a big face with a smile looking at it.

The shell lid closed again in fear.

After a while, it seemed that it realized that the big guy in front of it seemed to have no malice, and the little guy's curiosity overwhelmed his fear, revealing a little gap.

Seeing that Rogge was still the same, the gap gradually became larger, and the little guy dared to look directly at Rogge.

A long time passed.

And Rogge waited patiently.

Finally, she gradually exposed her little head, and looked at Rogge curiously.

"What are you..."

This is naturally what Lingzhu meant after translation.

The little guy only made "bo" and "bo" sounds.

"I am a human, my name is Rogge."

Looking at the cute little guy in the conch, Rogge smiled and whispered.

"What is a human?"

The little guy asked curiously again.

It is indeed a new life that knows nothing, and it has to be taught slowly...

"I will tell you these slowly. Now I will give you a name, how about it?"

"What is the name?"

"The name is your nickname. When others call this nickname, they are calling you. For example, my name is Rogge."

"Okay... Rogge, give me a name."

"How about calling you Xiaoluo? If you are not satisfied, I will give you another one when you grow up."

"Okay."

The little snail blinked her eyes, and she did not seem to care about the name. Anyway, she did not know whether the name was good or bad.

"Can you feel what your talent is?" Rogge asked.

"What is talent?"

"It's an innate ability. What ability do you have?"

"Ability..." Xiaoluo thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and he hid in his shell directly, muffled: "I can close this... like this!"

"..." Rogge.

Forget it, it seems that he is still a little anxious, take it slowly.

Her appearance is naturally very important to Rogge. There are not many normal native life forms in this world. Even if you add the previous Claymore, there are only three.

Moreover, as a reward given by the spirit candle after anchoring the island, Xiaoluo must have special abilities, but it has not appeared yet.

Before that, Rogge has to let her have a preliminary understanding of this world.

Anchoring the island and opening a new copy... Let's put it aside for now, don't rush, just say it is in preparation if players urge for more...

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