Vol 2 Chapter 2: Serana

Lu Zhengkang got into a narrow crack in the mountain wall. If it weren't for the broken steps at the door of this cave, almost no one would think that there are hidden relics here. Such caves are too common. They are often homes for wild animals, except Persistent hunters will rarely be visited by people.
To be honest, there are still many hidden mysteries in this mountain range. Lu Zhengkang has also visited the altar of Merunes Dagon. This demon is the source of the crisis of annihilation, the evil god, Lu Zhengkang has no interest in him, but I am still impressed with the magic artifact he left behind. It is a dagger with a chance to cause death, suitable for lucky stalkers.
　　 In addition to numerous architectural relics, there is another thing that gave Lu Zhengkang a big surprise-the King's Stone.
The constellation stone is a kind of ancient totem pole, scattered all over the sky. Those who are predestined will be blessed by the corresponding constellation and get different buffs. After experiencing it personally, Lu Zhengkang understood what predestiny is, in fact it is one This kind of resonance is not the resonance of magic energy, not the resonance of mind, but the resonance of destiny.
　　 It sounds absurd to say that people's fate can be deduced by the trajectory of stars. He Han has been long for thousands of years, and his life is short of a hundred weeks. It is counterintuitive to respond to the ever-changing world with eternal laws.
But after all, it’s not the same world anymore. The stars here are not stars, but light holes, and thousands of stars can be regarded as the gods of the sun, just like the Holy Spirit. Their image in the world can be What people’s beliefs have changed.
The constellation of the King consists of sixteen stars. After resonating with Lu Zhengkang, the stars are lit, and the constellations are connected by blue lines. The totem glows, and a thin beam of light rushes into the sky. Then, Lu Zhengkang's eyes appear misty. In the galaxy, a faceless crowned man strode from the depths of space to him and turned into an aqua-blue gown. Lu Zhengkang looked around again, but found that the beauty of the stars had disappeared. He didn't wear any long gowns, only the bonfire and mountain breeze behind him were still noisy.
　　The platform where the King’s Stone was located originally had three bandits stationed here to rest. The first words they saw Lu Zhengkang said were
It’s really not time for you to get lost, friend.

　　 Lu Zhengkang also replied at the time, "It's really not time for you to get lost, friends!"
　　 Plan out those killed by the vigilant, now the number of dead souls is 110.
　　 it is gratifying to congratulate, gratifying to congratulate.
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Passing through the narrow and dark stone passage, Lu Zhengkang came to a hollow in the belly of the mountain. A dark river was flowing, the ground was fragmented, uneven, covered with a thin layer of snow, with holes on the top of the cave, and bright sky light cast down. The reflection of the snow is quite dazzling.
　　 This is a dilapidated ancient ruin, which can be seen from the style of some buildings, and it has the habits of the ancient Nords. Lu Zhengkang followed the simple and rude principle in such a place where the agencies were scattered, and he broke the door directly with violence. Don't bother to find the switch, after all, it's a long time, it's hard to say that some mechanisms have failed, and it's not worth bothering to explore.
　　 Across several stone bridges, Lu Zhengkang walked to the front of the passage, removed the fence gate and collected it into the pure land, which can be melted and recast in the future and cannot be wasted.
　　 Going in is also a dark area, lighting a candle, walking on the moist and mossy ground, the air circulation in the mountainside is good, and the temperature is higher than outside, in addition to the wet and cold invading the bones, it is actually a good camping site.
　　 Passing a burial area on the way, the ghouls and frostbite spiders greeted him warmly, but they were all transformed into dead spirits under Lu Zhengkang's command by the whine wave.
　　 It can be said that this bloodline magic has greatly improved his entire battle rhythm, and also gave him the style of a necromantic master.
Going around, although twists and turns, the specific route is actually very easy to understand. It is a bowel going to the end. When you go deep, the architectural style in front of you suddenly changes, from the style of the Nord tomb to the style of the vampire lair. , Obviously, this vampire lair was built later, but this can be intuitively felt by the degree of weathering.
Pushing open the entrance door of the nest, came to a balcony, standing here can overlook the entire huge cave in front, a large-scale dark lake occupies most of the area, there are many holes on the top, and the sunlight in the diagonal thorns is sparsely distributed Pierced the heavy shadow here.
　　 There is an artificial stone island in the center of the lake, and the circular wall gives people a sense of sight of cupcakes.
　　 Crossed the stone bridge and came to the island. Here is an altar. Five silver-plated brazier pillars are embedded on the sliding rails and can be pushed. In the center is a blood-stained pentagonal pillar, and there is a completely decomposed bone beside it.
　　 Lu Zhengkang raised his hand and placed it on the top of the pentagonal column. There is a button that will pop out spikes when pressed down, and then push Lu Zhengkang's palm up-the palm is too hard, and the stone thorn failed to penetrate the skin.
　　 In desperation, Lu Zhengkang took a small rabbit from the Pure Land, cut the skin, and dripped blood on the thorn.
　　 However, the rabbit blood had no effect at all, so Lu Zhengkang had to use the black sandalwood dagger to cut through the skin and squeeze out a little blood.
　　The spikes stained with the blood of the strong retracted into the button with satisfaction, and a dark purple flame suddenly ignited around the altar.
The familiar process made Lu Zhengkang smile unconsciously, pushing the brazier until all the flames ignited, and the center of the altar cracked, revealing a flowing purple halo. The prisms slowly lifted up, but the altar sank at a level until it reached a prismatic sarcophagus. It completely emerges from the aperture.
　　 Pushing open the sliding coffin board, a woman in dark red leather armor was sleeping in the coffin with her hands on her chest and head.
Thousands of years have passed in a hurry, but the years have not left any traces in the coffin, everything is brand new, there is no weathering erosion~EbookFREE.me~ A woman is facing the glimmer of light as if experiencing an afternoon nap His face is like a haggard moon, which is shocking in a trance.
　　 Without support, the woman leaned forward and almost fell down. Lu Zhengkang raised his hand and grabbed her shoulder, which also prevented her from falling.
　　 This is Serana. The flaxen long hair has a classic hairstyle. The skin is pale as bone. The clothes on the body are the red and black colors that vampires love. There is a golden scroll behind it-it is the ancient scroll.
　　 She slowly opened her eyes, their golden pupils and scarlet eyes, "You...who sent you?" When she opened her mouth, she was in Old Norse, with the ancient meaning of isolation.
　　 Seeing Serana's strength, Lu Zhengkang let go of her hand and let her stand.
　　 "You are Serana, right?"
　　 "My father asked you to come?" The woman frowned, her face was upright and generous, she was a pure Nord, with a strong temperament in her blood. She would put her arms around her chest as soon as she stood up straight. This is a self-soothing gesture, which is actually a hint of a strange feeling of alienation.
　　 Lu Zhengkang shook his head, did not answer, but said to her, "Let’s go, let’s get out of here, you should really want to see your mother, don’t you?"
　　 Selana narrowed her eyes and was at a loss when she saw the tall man turning around and leaving.
　　 "Hey, keep up."
　　The princess of Valchha took two steps to catch up with the troll.
　　 "Anyway, thank you for letting me out. My name is Serana, how about you?"
　　 "I don't have a name, but you can call me Baishan, or gourmet, whatever you want."