[Western Fantasy] The mystery of life and death

[Huiyue Temple Meeting Hall]

It was cold and rainy this night in the secret realm of Alanti.The magnificent scenery of lakes and mountains disappeared into the dark world of water and sky, and the sound of thunder echoed faintly in the wild.

The exquisite and elegant palace dissolves and shines in the vastness of Weng Yu.The complex of palaces made of refined fir fir is integrated, and the thick darkness of a moonless night cannot cover up the crystal clear and soft glow.

The magic spar inlaid in the ceiling of the four walls exudes a soft and warm light, but it cannot dispel the gloomy atmosphere in the meeting hall.

The ruling king Augusta took the seat.Prince Palmer and Chief of the Guard Altai were present on the side of the high priest.On the other side were five elders, Abelson, Absolen, Hamilton, Waldron, and Washburn.Among the Seven Elders, the couple Livingston and Tilda are currently on duty to guard the entrance passage outside the secret realm.

Most of the investigative team is recovering from injuries.Altai, the head of the bodyguard who was born in the Gale tribe, was the tallest and strongest, and he would be fine with a little treatment. Although Prince Palmer was still weak, he still insisted on attending the meeting.

The three high priests have not yet returned.The psychic turmoil in the secret realm is becoming more and more active.

"Pal. How's the injury?" The ruling king Augusta looked at Prince Palmer.Majesty with kindness.

"It's not in the way anymore. Your Majesty the King." Prince Palmer's voice was still a little weak, and his handsome and gentle face was still a little haggard due to blood loss.

Prince Palmer tried his best to stand up, still maintaining a gentle demeanor. Although he was enduring the pain at this time, he was still calm. He showed a warm smile of "I'm fine, don't worry" to comfort everyone, but there was helplessness in his eyes. Dissipated melancholy.

"We must find Lorca!" Prince Palmer choked in his deep voice.Intense sadness, chagrin, and self-blame rolled in his deep blue pupils.

The ruling king Augusta and the elders felt distressed for a while.

Palmer, Lorca, these old guys watched them grow up.

Lorca is the crystallization of the love of the two elders, Livingston and Tilda.It is not easy for the Yalante people of the Huiyue tribe with ancient blood to give birth to offspring.The two elders who were nearly a hundred years old miraculously gave birth to an heir.On the day Loka was born, the whole secret place was filled with joy, like a grand festival, decorated with Tilda's favorite golden epiphyllum everywhere.Loka was conferred the title of prince at birth, and the name "Loka" was also bestowed by the ruling king Augusta, which means light in the ancient Aranti language.

Prince Palmer and his mother Christine were exiled on the mainland in a catastrophe when they were young. The ruling king and the elders took great pains to find him, but his mother had already died in the displacement.The childhood experience made Palmer sensible and persevering since he was a child, and the elders cherished him very much.

"Your Highness, may I ask what happened at that time?" Elder Washburn asked.

Prince Palmer took out a small crystal bead and flickered it a few times in his hand. Even simple spell casting was difficult for his current physical condition.

"I'm coming!" Chief Guard Altai stood up abruptly, and his anxious movements carried wind.He has a dark and sullen face, and the typical Gaefeng tribe's high-browed and deep-eyed face is even more ruthless and sharp.There is a long scar on the side of his face, which has not healed despite treatment.

"Thank...thank..." Palmer handed him the crystal ball. "Please—" He gracefully made a concession gesture to the magic crystal mirror.

This is a mirror dream crystal bead made of mirror dream crystal, which is a specialty of Jinghu Lake. It can be used to cast light and shadow magic and record the scene of the event. If the caster is more skilled in magic, it can even record the invisible magic energy at the same time. fluctuating conditions.

Altai injected mana to activate the crystal ball, and the tabletop in the center of the long table changed into a mirror surface, reflecting some messy plane images. In order to see more clearly, everyone stood up unknowingly and put their heads above the tabletop to watch.

The picture is a mountainous area with sparse vegetation, and gray and ocher rocks are everywhere.Suddenly sand and rocks flew from the ground, and the panicked guards were thrown out of the smoke and dust and fell on the rocks from time to time. There were also broken bows, arrow clusters, leather armor fragments, and all kinds of pieces were up and down in the vortex of the airflow.

From the scenery on the screen, it can be judged that it is somewhere in Yimeki Falling Mountain.It looks like a sudden tornado, and the airflow vortex is violently disordered.But I can't feel any aura energy from the screen.

"We are at the foot of Yimejiluo Mountain... in the middle..." Prince Palmer seemed to need some strength to continue.He frowned slightly, obviously enduring physical and mental pain.

That location is the habitat of the Flame Monitor Lizard, the elders nodded, it seems that they were going to collect the saliva and blood of the Flame Monitor Lizard.The saliva of flaming lizards has the power to burst, and they are sensitive to environmental changes.The saliva and blood of the Flame Monitor Lizard are important raw materials for making a space magic circle, and can also be used to make a solution that manifests changes in space energy.This is the top priority of this collection task, and the collection volume of the task is very large.

This task is a bit difficult, the flame monitor lizard's skin is hard and difficult to penetrate by arrows, and it can only be effective if it is taken alive.

"Then you need to prepare a large amount of strong anesthetic." Elder Washburn thought.

"Yes, we went to collect a lot of mandala roots the day before... Loka... refined them into high-concentration potions, he... used potions to refine powerful magic arrows. We discussed the battle plan, and Altai cooperated with Loka Sneak into the habitat of the flame lizard." Speaking of Loka, Prince Palmer lost his mind again. "We... used the terrain to arrange archers in all directions... ambush in the valley outside..."

Reigning King Augusta motioned Prince Palmer to sit down and rest.He asked the chief guard Altai: "Are you and Loka acting together?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, we have a division of labor before we enter the habitat. Loka sneaks in to steal the treasure of the Flame Monitor King, and then he will send a signal to me, and we will coordinate with each other to lead the Flame Monitor to the valley outside. I Waited behind a rock, never got a signal."

"Why don't you go and check it out?" Elder Abu Sauron asked.

"His Royal Highness Loka said that you can't act rashly if you don't get the signal, and you can't alarm them in advance." Altai couldn't help but gritted his teeth when he said this, as if his facial wound was affected. "Then the habitat was suddenly noisy. I thought His Highness had accidentally exposed it in advance. I wanted to see it, but was thrown out by the monitor lizard's tail as soon as I came out. I wanted to go to the valley outside to call for rescuers, but suddenly I found that there was a storm that swept me in. gone."

"It was so sudden, our weapons were all swept away by the storm. We were all knocked unconscious. When we woke up and searched for our partners, everyone found it, only...His Royal Highness Luoka..." Chief Guard Altay's voice was also low down.

"So, Lorca may have just escaped the storm." Elder Waldron and Elder Washburn analyzed.

"We thought the same at the time. Later, when we went to the habitat, we found that it had also been hit by a storm. There were lizard stumps and blood everywhere..." Chief Guard Altai explained.

While Chief of the Guard Altai was talking about the report, Prince Palmer was thinking. He looked at the long scar on Altai's face, from the chin to the forehead, almost across one side of the cheek.The players were more or less injured in the storm.But after the treatment of the priests, most of them healed.It's just that occasionally some internal organs are injured by the shock and need to be recuperated.

Altai walked steadily and vigorously all the way to the meeting hall, without any signs of fatigue.Why did the skin trauma on the face not heal?Altai was the closest person to Loka at that time, and his hiding place was the only place where Loka could be seen.

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