Vol 8 Chapter 73: Slate of Uvelen

The people looked at the frustrated Milleras and felt that from the scale of the underground library, the tower of the Durrag should be the wisdom temple of the Uvilian elves in its heyday. Any scholar who is eager for knowledge enters this underground library with a pilgrimage.
It is a pity that after thousands of years, although it has not been invaded by foreign enemies, but the years are ruthless, still destroying the wisdom pearl of the Uvilian spirit.
Many of the high-ranking undead of the Durrag Tower were Uween elves and scholars during their lifetime, and it is impossible to say that they do not care for these books. Although the deceased did not have a living, but for the infatuated love in memory, I am afraid that there is still a different kind of mind.
This has been proven from the underground library for thousands of years and remains as it is. In the early days of this restricted area of ​​life, I believe that the high-ranking undead with the memory of life should carry out some maintenance and maintenance work on the library.
However, after the tower of the Durrag became a restricted area of ​​life, it was gradually shrouded in the clouds of death. The creatures in this area did not escape or die. Without plant fibers, without animal skin, there is no material that can make paper and ink. The books were not copied and refurbished, and the final result that everyone had seen was the pile of dust in front of Milleras.
"Milleras, don't be too disappointed. In fact, Uvelen's library is not completely lost!" When he heard Joey's words, Milleras looked up and his eyes flashed with the last look.
Joey looked at the poor prince of the Japanese elf, and his heart was inexplicably awkward. He and Qin Lun are essentially an apostle, but because of the memory of the ancient elves, they can still appreciate the regrets of some Milares, which is derived from the understanding of ethnic culture.
"Ordinary paper books, even animal skins, can't be preserved in such a long period of time without rewriting." Joey blinked and said, "But when I was interrogating Lich Hashid. But got a good news from his mouth."
"You mean the Nether scroll?" Mileras returned, frowning, and said with some doubts, "Light is a group of Nether scrolls that can't represent the vast collection of Uvelen."
"I don't mean Nether's scroll," Joey said with a smile. "The undead of the Durrag Tower was a lot of Uvirian elves. They can't maintain and maintain a huge library, but save the next part of the most essential and precious. There is no problem with the classics."
"If you use magic to save, you can really extend the life of the book, but there is no way to re-copy the material, I am afraid there is no way to continue this long time!" Milleras sighed and shook his head pessimistically.
"The Durag's Tower does have no material to make paper, but don't forget that the things that can record text are not limited to paper, fur, and silk. There is no shortage of smart people among the Undead Master and the Lich. They are the most primitive. The way the text was recorded.
Joey’s eyes flashed a glimmer of light, and asked faintly,
Milleras, you remember the most primitive transcripts of ancient times, what is the carrier?

"Stone!" Mileras was overjoyed. "Is the undead engraved the text on the stone?"
"Well, the undead have engraved some of the most precious classics in some form on the slate in the form of magic runes." Joey smiled a little weird. "However, they are undead after all, and the memories of their lives will affect them." But they don't dominate them. So most of these preserved books are magic books, which are also very attractive to the undead mage and the lich.
They not only engraved the slate, but also turned the text into an inspiring magic rune. In this way, they must inject magical energy into the slate at regular intervals. The only books that are actually preserved are only a few of the essence of the library.

"You know where these slate are kept, right?" Milleras asked Joey's arm and asked in surprise.
"Of course..." Joey picked an eyebrow and was about to open it again, but suddenly snorted, squatting back, holding his head in his hands, his face showing pain.
"Ferrar, what's wrong with you?" Milares was shocked and quickly stepped forward to hold the youth.
Joey gasped with his eyes closed, and the sweat on his forehead came out. After a long while, this slowly rose, but the faint blood in the original pupil had quietly receded.
"Nothing, old trouble!" A slight smile appeared on the young man's face, watching Milares blinking.
Seeing this scene, Parker, who has been standing on the edge of the team, has a flash of cold light in his eyes. Perhaps only this team can really understand that the murderer who made Hashid a bone flag totem has retired at this moment, and another hypocritical and ruthless hypocrisy reawakened.
"Milleras, you should know that I can't help you get these Uvelen slate!" Qin Lun smiled apologetically and lazily stretched his body.
In fact, Qin Lun’s appearance in the Undead Valley was completely unexpected. At that moment, he suddenly understood his biggest weakness. He has been strengthening the body and apostolic skills of the law, but has neglected the prevention of mental skills.
In the shock of "fear and screaming", Qin Lun's illusion in the mind, under the circumstance, the spiritual world has been hurt as never before, almost broken like a mirror.
Prior to this, Qin Lun once thought that Joey's existence had advantages and disadvantages, nothing more than a brother with different personality. But now I understand that the influence of the doubles makes the spiritual world of the two people incomplete, and it is extremely fragile under the impact of spiritual skills.
In other words, he can use his own psychological knowledge to get through the best psychiatrist, but he can't get through himself. The incompleteness of the spiritual world is still one of the manifestations of mental illness.
This discovery made Qin Lun shudder, knowing that he is actually not an item with no defense mental skills. The Iron Cross received from Grant has a passive skill "Steel Will" that exempts some of the mental control.
In addition, after the city fights for hegemony, he also purchased a Lun Ning necklace with a "condensed god" passive technique, which has certain resistance to mental control skills.
It’s just that the Lich Hashid is a high-level career. The
Fear Scream
is a relatively high-level skill, so that the two apostles have not played much effect. Qin Lun
sleeps
for so long, that is, the spiritual world that has been broken up into slag, and calms the spiritual illusion.
Originally, he didn't wake up so quickly, but Joey itself was too tyrannical, and it was difficult to maintain this state of mind for a long time. In addition, Hashid's bone flag totem allowed Joey to vent for a while, which was able to wake up Qin Lun at the critical moment of leaking intelligence.
"What are you going to do to help me?"
Milleras was silent for a moment and sighed in secret. The gentle young man in front of him is the Ferrar he is familiar with, and the former Ferrar, who was slightly violent and cruel, but who is quick-hearted and unscrupulous, seems to be really only a temporary influence of ancient heritage.
"Even if we got the Uvelen slate in the Koman Sorui elves, it didn't really affect the mainland's Moon Elf Court. The ancient road has been restarted and will not be interrupted by any factors." Milares refused Lived and added another sentence.
This guy is really not a fuel-efficient lamp! Qin Lun looked at the Japanese elf prince and laughed, but shook his head. The reason why Milleras is so moved to Uviron's library is that he really loves these precious books, and another reason is not enough for outsiders.
Milleras can marry Joey, but he can't beat Qin Lun. In fact, since he learned that he entered the tower of Durag, the Japanese elf prince had plans to try to gain something in the Uvelen collection, and he did not hesitate to agree to Joey’s search for the tower of Durag. Invitation.
Why does the Comanso Rieter want to restart the ancient road? There are many reasons for this. Geographically, they are slowly eroded by the human regime near the Sea of ​​the Moon. For example, in the north of the Comanso Forest, it is a big threat to scatter the Tallinn in the Tilburg. Politically, the other elf courts in the mainland are isolated from them, even including the silver moon alliance's competition for the elves.
Another major factor that led to the elimination of these chronic poisons, which caused the Coman Sorrows to migrate, was that they failed to plant the third-generation world tree. The fundamental factor in the inability to plant the third-generation world tree is that the Comanso Ricci lost a large part of the ancient heritage after the Five Crown Wars, including how to care for and nurture the world tree.
Yongju Island can survive the third generation of the world tree ~EbookFREE.me~ because the geographical environment is superior, and the care of the Japanese elves is not big.
The Ulsal Elf Empire in Uvelen was the kingdom established by Santa Osriel, Keldomo and some of the Eliasday Elves who were killed in the war after five Crown Wars. Although many ancient elves thousands of years ago suffered from the destruction of the country, they still preserved a complete civilization.
After that, Uvelen was once the knowledge base of the whole continent's elves, and the library building in Uvelen was still famous even after thousands of years. If you get the treasure trove of wisdom of the Uvirian elves, today's Comanso Ricci not only make up for the defects in inheritance, but also have the orthodox identity in the jurisprudence, which has important practical significance for them to get the leadership of the elves.
"Ferrar, the slate of Uvelen is the legacy of the entire elves, even if you are not willing to help the Japanese elves, at least they should be allowed to see the sky again." Milares said righteously.
"Let's do it, promise me two conditions, I will go with you to find the slate of Uvelen!" Qin Lun glanced at Milares, said with a hippie smile. "I am just an elf mercenary, no reward. dry!"
"Well, I hope you don't go too far!" Mileras smiled bitterly, turning helplessly.