Huh? Are they all real?

"Of the seven seals, only one of Qiqiu is left?"

Moen frowned deeply. Blood Moon was not killed or even exiled, he was just sealed.

"As you heard, the other six are gone."

"Have you confirmed the information? It's not that I doubt you, but this is really weird. This one of the Seven Hills is theoretically much easier to destroy than the other six."

Of the seven seals that sealed the Blood Moon, three were hidden in the spirit world, and two were hidden in the human world. Of the remaining two, one was guarded by the blood clan, and the other Morn was entrusted to the last dwarf king.

The first five are all very inconspicuous little things. To this day, let alone others, even Moen doesn't know where to look for them.

Because Moen firmly believes that only what he can't find is the real safety.

But I didn't expect that these five were gone, and then why was the one guarded by the vampire also gone?

"We are also very surprised, but according to the information we have, there are indeed only the last seven hills left."

"Perhaps, precisely because this is the simplest one, it was put at the end to solve."

The dwarves have no gods, no kings, and even the race is unstable.

Qiqiu is currently the largest dwarf gathering place, but there are also several not-so-small dwarf gathering places in other places.

But as of today, the rest of the dwarves, let alone the troops, are strong, according to the information Morn learned on the airship.

They seem to have not even done anything to denounce or boycott business.

From this point of view, it is no wonder that they would attack Qiqiu without any scruples.

Because this is not against the entire dwarf tribe.

Thinking of this, Moen rubbed his eyebrows and said:

"Dark Moon just lost its color, but He is still there. Why was the seal guarded by the Vampire Clan destroyed, and why did the Vampire Clan also participate in the siege of Qiqiu?"

"And the Dark Moon is still high in the sky."

In Moen's words, Benalana heard the hidden urgency.

She didn't quite understand why this man was so concerned about these things.

But after a moment, she suddenly said:

"You accepted the commission from King Turin?"

In her opinion, Moen is the agent who makes up for the regrets of many big figures in the past.

In addition, Morn obviously planned to support the Seven Hills Dwarves, so her first reaction was that Morn accepted the commission from King Turin.

"Sir, let me say something unpleasant, not in the name of a businessman, but just my personal opinion. This time, even if the King of Turin is resurrected, I am afraid there will be no way to save Qiqiu."

"Unless the brother of the King of Turin, the last dwarf god, the Wrath of the Earth, can also come to life."

"But this is obviously impossible, so, sir, I hope you give up this idea and don't go to Qiqiu. You will die."

The problem of Qiqiu not only involves Blood Moon, but also involves another great dynasty.

No matter that, it is not something that a few mortals should talk about.

Not to mention these two added together.

Moen said calmly:

"Something has to be done."

"Also, you haven't answered my question yet. The dark moon is still high in the sky. Why is there something wrong with the vampire clan?"

Benalana could only say helplessly:

"It seems that you have made up your mind, so I won't say any more. As for your question, sir, since the king left, Dark Moon has lost more than just color."

"The goddess has already closed her heart."

"The Dark Moon does still exist, but it just exists."

Moen fell into a deep silence.

He brought too many problems to the world and hurt too many people.

"Sir? Is there anything else you need my help with?"

Benalana still rubbed the top of Bella's head, as if this could calm her mood.

Moen's thoughts returned to reality. He looked at Miss Benalana in front of him and said:

"Let me confirm first. You said before that you were going to completely withdraw from Qiqiu. Have you already left or are you leaving?"

"There are still some finishing touches. After all, not to mention the previous investment, even before, we have cooperated with Qiqiu, but the share is far less than that of Beishang."

Speaking of this, Benalana said to Moen seriously:

"Sir, our Eastern Commercial Federation is different from other chambers of commerce. We will not participate in the war."

"Yes, I know. It shouldn't be a problem just to send me to Qiqiu safely, right?"

"I can't guarantee that I will be able to send you to Qiqiu. We can go out to Qiqiu now, but it will be very difficult to get in."

Regarding the neutral position of the Eastern Commercial Alliance, many races besieging Qiqiu are willing to allow them to evacuate.

It's just that they don't allow them to go in.

"It's my fault. I didn't explain it clearly. I'm not going to the inside of Qiqiu. I don't need to go through the iron gate. I want to go near Qiqiu."

"Somewhere near Seven Hills?"

"Valley of Death."

After quickly going through the situation and terrain on that side in her mind, Benalana said with certainty:

"No problem. Although it is a war zone, we can send you there, but why are you going there?"

"There is nothing there now."

Nothing left? !

"Isn't the obelisk erected by the King of Turin himself gone?"

When the war ended, the King of Turin personally carved a giant obelisk and erected it in the Valley of Death. There was no decoration on it, but the names of each of the Kingsguard were engraved on it.

The King of Turin remembered them all and hoped that future generations would remember them all.

Benalana was stunned for a while by Moen's question.

Because she just remembered that the Valley of Death was once an ancient battlefield.

As Bella yelled, she barely remembered something like:

"The stone tablet commemorating the fallen soldiers?"

"Yes, is it gone?"

"It was broken many years ago, but its fragments should still be scattered throughout the Valley of Death."

"Broken? Why was it broken? Who broke it?"

Moen's brows furrowed.

"I don't know, sir. I just know it's broken."

There are always many things that will never be answered once they are hidden in history.

"I understand. Please send me there as soon as possible. Also, I hope you can help prepare these things."

Moen sighed helplessly and gave a list.

This is the magic potion recipe for sequence nine.

Of course, Mohn had to mix in completely unrelated material and rewrite the amount required.

Looking at the list handed over by Morn, Benalana just glanced at it and said:

"I will send these materials to you right away."

"Do you need anything else?"

"This is the complete song of the hymn. It should still be very valuable. I plan to use this as a reward. Also, please exchange all the premium for portable ancient gold coins."

Looking at the music score handed over by Moen, Benalana asked curiously:

"The entire hymn? Which version of the hymn? In other words, which His Majesty's covenant book is it?"

Moen said calmly:

"Original."

Hear the characters spoken by Morn calmly.

Not to mention Benalana, even the big golden retriever dog Bella beside her had her eyes widened.

The complete song of the original covenant? !

"I didn't even know there was a covenant tree in the original."

The covenant spectrum is also a hymn. Almost every god has his own hymn. At first, Benalana thought it was at most the hymn of a well-known ancient god.

But she really didn't expect that this would be the original hymn, or she never thought that there was also a hymn in the original.

After all, everyone's understanding of the original is that after the creation was successful, in order to maintain the world that they carefully built, the original fell into an eternal sleep.

And appointed the firstborn sons to rule the world in his place.

Therefore, the original did not even have its own church, although countless creatures worshiped the original.

But in the beginning, there was indeed no church of its own.

"You don't know that it's normal for this covenant book to be annulled not long after it came out."

Moen added another sentence:

"Annulled together by the eldest sons."

"Is it so outrageous?"

Benalana's already wide eyes were almost split open by her.

Even though the eldest sons are gone, this thing is still too outrageous.

"That was true in the past, but now that the eldest son is gone, it doesn't matter."

Benalana rubbed her brows and smiled bitterly:

"You are right. Getting along with you always exceeds my expectations. Okay, please wait a moment, I will prepare it for you right away."

——

Sitting on the airship prepared by Benalana.

Moen quietly mixed his potion.

Take thirty grams of petals from the Aru flower that blooms only in the early morning.

For Groluo grass, which only grows at noon, take fifty-five grams of grass roots.

Take fifteen grams of the heart of the dumbbell tree that only appears at night.

and twenty grams of Arkhen gemstone powder.

These are the ingredients for Morne's potion.

However, this cannot be mixed into a potion.

Because there is still one missing main material.

So Moen just put them all into reagent bottles and sealed them.

As the twin moons set, the sun rises.

Someone from the sailors outside finally knocked on Moen's door and said:

"Sir, we are here."

Walking to the deck, Moen saw the Valley of Death, which had already changed drastically.

This is completely different from what I first saw.

Before the Bewildered Ones wreaked havoc, Morn only knew about this place on the map.

When Morn saw it in person, the place was already covered with the skeletal fragments of the Lost Ones, as well as the corpses of the Kingsguard blocking the entrance to the valley.

When he first saw it, Morne could hardly tell the difference between the Lost One and the Kingsguard, because their bodies were tightly stacked together.

His friend King Turin also happened to personally send away the last of the Kingsguard who had turned into the Lost One at that time.

When he told the dwarf, 'We won, the time has come to counterattack.'

King Turin wanted to make himself laugh, but looking at his hands stained with the blood of his own people, he finally patted his arm and left the valley alone.

Moen did not pursue him. Moen knew that his old friend needed to be alone.

Later, the King of Turin personally erected the obelisk to commemorate the fallen soldiers.

Moen also remembered that the obelisk was at the mouth of the valley.

But now, the obelisk is indeed gone.

"Send me down. Then it'll be over."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

"Then we'll leave you plenty of supplies."

"Thank you."

"We should do it."

——

They left a lot of supplies for Morn, from tents to food.

They almost piled up into a small hill behind Morn.

He looked at the supplies behind him and then at the Death Valley in front of him.

Morn did not act immediately, but squatted down.

He gently pushed away the stone in front of him. Morn saw a fragment full of dwarven inscriptions.

As Miss Benalana said, the stone tablet commemorating the dead soldiers had long been broken, and the fragments were almost scattered all over the valley.

After digging out the fragments and placing them on a flat ground, Morn wiped his sweat and silently collected the rest of the fragments.

This busy work lasted five days and five nights.

Morn walked all over the Death Valley and explored many places outside the Death Valley.

Finally, in the late night of the fifth day, Morn, with blood on his hands, found the last fragment.

Morn was unable to erect the obelisk again.

He could only place the side with the name on the fragment flat and facing upward.

But even so, there are still many warriors whose names are completely untraceable.

This made Moon feel very regretful.

However, I don’t know whether it is lucky or unfortunate.

Even so, it is enough.

Moon gently knocked off a piece of the stone tablet fragment without a name.

After carefully grinding it into powder, he poured it into the reagent bottle he had prepared long ago.

Put the bottle away, press the already bloody palm on the sharp edge of the broken stone tablet and gently scratch it.

The rotten flesh and blood easily flowed out a lot of blood.

Hold the palm tightly and hang it on the mouth of the bottle, and the blood immediately falls into it.

The potion materials inside also began to be refined.

They were melted and gathered by Moon’s blood.

Finally, they all turned into lake blue potion reagents.

This is Moon’s sequence nine potion.

In addition to the previous four materials, he also needs the powder of the relic and the blood of the promoted.

His blood can be used at any time, but this ancient relic is crucial.

Because the promotion ceremony of Sequence Nine requires him to collect a relic that is closely related to himself.

For ordinary people, this ceremony only requires him to find back a lost item.

But this only completes the promotion, except for the inspiration improvement that can be done and the physical improvement that can be barely felt.

The true ability of the new path Sequence Nine cannot be fully exerted.

Just like the yesterday reappearance of Sequence Ten.

If he wants to fully exert this ability, he needs to collect an ancient relic with great symbolic significance.

And this ancient relic must be closely related to himself.

In this way, after completing the promotion, Moen can exert the ability of Sequence Nine of this path - the history of return.

Simply put, this ability is to be able to pull a moment in history back to the present.

It can be used three times, or all three times can be used together to extend the time of return.

The difference from the yesterday reappearance is that one is facing oneself, and the other is facing the history of that year.

This obelisk is a sacred object used by King Turin to commemorate his dead people. It is obviously of great symbolic significance.

This matter is also closely related to Morn, because King Turin stayed here just to buy time for Morn.

Both conditions were met. Morn, who drank the potion, ignored his hands that were recovering rapidly.

He just looked at the scene in disbelief.

Countless dwarf phantoms slowly appeared in front of him.

In front of Morn, King Turin, who seemed to have sensed something, also turned his head slightly and looked at Morn.

After a moment, the dwarf king smiled and raised his left hand to hammer his chest.