The king of fighters in the elf world

Chapter 151 The Healing Memory

10 minute later.

Qingshi has learned a lot of information from the Death Board.

The Reaper's Coffin and the Reaper's Board have lived in this world for an unknown amount of time, and they have no concept of time. They all evolved from crying masks.

It's just that when the death board in front of me was still a crying mask, a small relic was discovered underground by chance, and a picture slate came into contact with it in the ruins, which eventually evolved into a death board.

Because the number of underground stone slabs is relatively small, the number of death slabs in the entire ethnic group is far smaller than that of death coffins.

Every death board is a mating object for high-level death coffins.

After listening to this, Qingshi was a little sure that this world was the spirit world.

If they are still in Anqin Cave, they have lived in such a group for so long, it is impossible that they have not come into contact with humans.

Besides.

The Grim Reaper also described the reasons for the sudden riots of some tribesmen. This is not the first time they have encountered such a situation. The most recent time, according to Qingshi's time estimate, should have been a month ago.

That's when some dark purple cracks several kilometers long suddenly appeared in the sky here.

The aura emanating from these cracks has affected many elves in Death's Coffin, and they are in a state of complete rage. As long as outsiders enter, they will attack frantically.

Because I have encountered such a situation several times, when the stronger death coffin finds a crack, it will burrow into the ground to avoid the interference of the breath.

And this death board, because he is not too old and has little experience in this kind of thing, the hole he dug for himself is a little too shallow.

In addition, the battle movement on Qingshi's side was too loud, and it happened to be not far from where it slept, which led to the situation behind it.

After listening to all the content, Qingshi was basically sure that this death board really didn't intend to resist.

The elf with such a high obedience, the last time he met was the last time.

Cough. Well, it’s the little Kirby.

Qingshi asked the little Kabimon to relax its guard and prepare to accept the death board.

"Thank you, what you said is very useful to me. By the way, can you eat this thing?"

What should I do if I encounter a strange American board? Of course, it is to use food to get in touch!
Qingshi took out a ghost-type energy cube, which immediately excited the death board.

"Woo~ (What is this, it smells so good!)"

"This is called an energy cube, you follow me from now on, this will be your main food in the future!"

The food temptation method has been enduring for a long time.

In just a few minutes, Qingshi felt that the death board's favorability for him was constantly increasing.

hiss!
This is not good, if the favorability is too high, then I will be in danger!

Just when Qingshi was thinking about adjusting his favorability with the other party in this way, after the death board ate the energy cube, he was so excited that he rushed forward and hugged Qingshi.

"Woo~ (Master, this is so delicious, I will always follow the master from now on!)"

This hug instantly made Qingshi freeze in place.

Well, it's not the attack of the death board, nor is it that the stone board is too heavy to break free.

It is the characteristics of the death board that play a role.

Under the embrace of the God of Death, Qingshi found that his control over his body continued to decline, and he could see more clearly that his soul was actually slowly floating out of his body.

Wandering Soul Features!
The characteristics of the opponents that come into close contact will be changed to wandering soul characteristics, and the characteristics of the opponent itself will be changed to the death board.

Fortunately, the effect of this short-term wandering spirit feature is not powerful.

With a single consciousness, Qingshi pulled his soul into his body.

What really made Qingshi completely frozen in place was that the moment his soul returned to his body, the scene in front of him changed.

It's not the gray spirit world, nor the death board in front of you.

Instead.

Roar!Roar!Roar!
A roar resounded through the sky.

Tens of thousands of people shouted loudly towards the sky, and gestured incomprehensibly with their hands. From the fact that these humans were bare-chested and only wearing a rough linen cloth, it could be seen that they were definitely not humans of this era.

At this time, the bluestone seems to be transformed into the perspective of God, looking at this grand and strange picture clearly from above.

Where is the weirdness?

That is, in the middle of these ten thousand people, there is an extremely huge underground pit, which is square, and inside the pit, there is actually a pyramid.

Do not!
It should not be called a pyramid, it should be called a blood pyramid!

Because Qingshi saw that in the four directions beside the pit, there were four old people holding a pot of harmoniously colored liquid, and using this liquid to draw something on a large stone tablet several meters long.

It's a bit like a dragon and a bit like a snake, and it has several pairs of wings.

It's just that the painting skills are a bit bad, and with this liquid, it looks a bit blurry.

After these old men finished painting, tens of thousands of people behind them stepped forward neatly, slashed their wrists with a knife, and splashed blood directly on the pyramid in the pit.

Just a few minutes.

The original golden pyramid has become a blood pyramid.

But at this time, Qingshi blinked his eyes, the whole sky suddenly darkened, and the tens of thousands of people on the ground disappeared, only the square stone monument and the dark pyramid inside the pit remained.

next second.

On the pyramid, the dark black surface wriggled like a liquid, and black ghosts emerged from the pyramid surface.

Each of these ghosts has hideous faces, comparable to the real protagonists in horror movies.

Qingshi's face was a little dignified. If he read correctly, these ghosts were the humans who performed the weird altar ceremony before.

brush!
Suddenly, these ghosts looked up at the same time as if they had received some kind of signal.

Pairs of empty eyes were fixed on one position neatly.

That is the location of Qingshi.

Then, Qingshi saw an extremely shocking scene, the countless ghosts outside the pyramid all flew into the air and rushed towards his position.

Under such circumstances, Qingshi still tried his best to maintain his composure, watching this scene of ghosts walking at night with cold eyes.

When the first ghost is about to touch the bluestone.

brush!
"die!"

Qingshi punched violently!
You are dead, how dare you provoke me?

Punch me first before talking!
Then, it fell to nothing, Qingshi and Ghost seemed to be people from two worlds, their punches only hit the air.

And these ghosts did not hurt Qingshi, passing through Qingshi's body one by one.

but
There was no injury, but Qingshi clearly felt that when those ghosts passed through his body, his consciousness began to become a little blurred, and a cold feeling came from his body.

"Is this... erosion of my will?"

I don't know how many ghosts passed through Qingshi's body, and he didn't have time to count at this time.

In my mind, various messy voices began to appear.

"kill!"

"I want revenge!"

"Great God, why did you deceive me!"

"I don't want to die yet, please forgive me!"

……

At this time, Qingshi gritted his teeth, just had one thought, and persisted.

I don't know how long it took until the last ghost passed through.

Qingshi's eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

"Kach! (What did you do to my master!)"

"Hey! (The Sun Immortal has come, let my wife go soon, bah, no, it's the master!)"

"Jenny! (Brother and sister come on!)"

"Woo~ (I really didn't do anything, you misunderstood! I still want to mate with the master!)"

It seems to have heard a certain word.

Qingshi opened his eyes instantly, "Stop! Be quiet, I'm fine!"

Suppressing a splitting headache, Qingshi struggled to get up from the ground, sat cross-legged on the ground, panting heavily.

To the elves who were concerned about him, he stretched out his hand and waved, motioning for him to relax.

The experience just now was too unbelievable.

After an unknown period of time, all the remaining voices in his brain dissipated, and he no longer had a headache.

Qingshi took out a bottle of water, gulped down more than half of it, and poured the rest on his head to make himself more awake.

At this time, he can't care about wasting water anymore.

Back to reality, Qingshi finally knew why even the trainer of the Death Board did not dare to touch the Death Board lightly, based on the information he had learned about elves like the Death Board in his previous life.

It was too thrilling and exciting.

There is a kind of warning for the spirit of the death board, that is, you must not touch its shadow-like body, that is, the part connecting the stone board, otherwise it will let you see the terrifying memory engraved in its painting.

In other words, because this inexperienced god of death hugged him, Qingshi watched the engraved memories on his stone.

Tell Qingshi about this matter, don't touch the death board if you have nothing to do.

There is no need to even think about close contact things like mating! !

　Shouldn't have been warned. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)