Chapter 321: story

Chapter 321 Story
This is an ice cellar, which is very spacious. Several people walked towards the ice cellar. The ice wall inside the ice cellar is covered with various mysterious ice reliefs. These reliefs are very delicate. The characters on the reliefs are almost lifelike. In general.
"Good skill." Tiankuang looked at the reliefs and said.
The edges of these reliefs are very smooth, without any corners. It can be seen that the carving technique is very clever. The person who sculpts these reliefs is either a master sculptor or a master with a dagger, otherwise it is impossible to sculpt such a perfect relief.
The surrounding space became more open, and several people from Xiao Ling looked away. The scene in front of them left Xiao Ling on the spot, as if they came to a statue exhibition hall. Inside this space, there are countless statues. There are flowers, birds and trees, and different kinds of elves. These statues are portrayed as lifelike, which outlines a scene of a calm and peaceful elven village, which makes Xiao Ling feel as if they have suddenly returned to the forest of life.
There are six or seven hundred statues in the vicinity, and at a glance, the sight is endless.
Several people in Xiao Ling marveled and traversed among these statues. From these exquisite statues, we can see how attentive and how loving this sculptor is.
A person who does not love life cannot sculpt such beautiful things.
"There are some words here." Mu Lin cried in the distance.
The crowd gathered over there. This is a statue of an elf, with a handsome face. He crossed his fingers and knelt in front of an old elf piously.
Several people looked at the back of the statue of the elf with several small characters engraved on it, and touched it with their fingers. You can figure out the handwriting.
Mu Lin's jade-like fingers crossed the line. Read it softly: "I would confess my sins with my life, and may your soul be rested in the realm of God."
Xiao Ling glanced at each other, and it seemed that the fallen elf assassin felt confessed by killing the elf elder, and carved a statue here to express his guilt.
But no matter how guilty he is, he has become an unforgivable sinner.
A few people walked towards the depths of the hall. The space here is very large. They shuttled among the delicate ice sculptures. Everyone entered a corridor, and at the end of the corridor was an ice room.
Several people saw a person in a black tight suit standing inside the ice room. He looked over at Xiao Ling and showed a warm smile, and said, "Hello."
After Xiao Ling saw the other person's appearance clearly. His heart shook, wasn't he the fallen elf assassin?
Xiao Ling several people secretly warned, confirming that all the way has been blocked. The entire team formation is also the most suitable combat formation, so it is safe to face the fallen elf assassin.
The fallen elf had a friendly smile assassinated. There seemed to be no malice, and Xiao Ling was confused by a few people, what he wanted to do. "Did you come from the forest of life?" the fallen elf assassin asked calmly and asked Xiao Ling.
"Yes." Tiankuan hesitated and answered.
"Sure enough." The fallen elf assassin looked a little sad, but then said relievedly, "I have waited for this day for a long time."
The depraved elf's dizzy words made Xiao Ling a few dazed.
"What does he want to do?" Makino asked in the team's voice.
Everyone was also wondering why the fallen elf assassin would wait for Xiao Ling's arrival at this place without escaping, and said these inexplicable words. From the meaning of the fallen assassin's words. Xiao Ling guessed, is he already determined?
"Do you want to hear the story of a fallen elf?" The fallen elf assassin looked at Xiao Ling and said. His eyes were full of anticipation.
After Tian Xian and Xiao Ling looked at each other, Tian Kuang nodded, but he did not relax his vigilance. In the voice of the team, he told everyone to pay attention to the actions of the fallen elf assassin as much as possible, so as not to let him run away.
The fallen elf assassin suddenly smiled happily. His smile was like a child. This happy emotion infected Xiao Ling and the mood of Xiao Ling became relaxed. Xiao Ling's hand held the staff, and at this time, no negligence was allowed.
"No one has listened to my story for a long time." The fallen elf assassin looked at Xiao Ling and said seriously, "Thank you."
Xiao Ling didn't answer a few words. He listened quietly. The fallen elf assassin looked at the ceiling, his eyes revealing far-reaching memories, and he spoke slowly.
Once upon a time, there was a happy elf who was loved by an elf elder from birth and lived happily in the forest of life. The elder said that he was a genius of elven tribe once in a century and could grow into a great assassin , So whenever he gets along with his friends, he seems very arrogant and uncommon. He feels that he is better than all of them, and he also tries his best to do his best. He is very hard. Excellent, only Merck and Omon are better than him.
I am a genius, he reminds himself every day, he believes that the elders will not lie to him.
The peaceful life continued until he was about to reach adulthood at the age of three thousand, but everything changed because of that ring.
By the time he was three thousand years old, he was already a very powerful assassin. One day he came back to practice from the death forest and picked a ring at the edge of the death forest. This is a very delicate cold silver ring, which is very expensive. So he stooped to pick it up. At the moment he picked up the cold silver ring, he seemed to hear a distant and ancient voice calling in his heart: with me, with me you can gain powerful power.
Despite some doubts in his heart, he picked up the ring.
This is obviously a ring with great power. With him, I can defeat Merck, defeat Ormon, and become the most powerful person, he told himself in his heart. But the ring was owned by someone else. The elder said that what he picked up should be returned to the original owner, or the elder would deal with it. Nian finally prevailed, and he decided to own the ring.
To kill the stork, I can give you great strength, the ring said to the elf. That stork actually stole my fruit. I must kill it. I don’t know why, a trace of killing rose in his heart. So, this elf who never harmed any life, killed a little stork, after killing the stork, he really gained a strong power, and was quickly promoted to the fifth-order assassin. That year, he was A three-year-old elf who has just grown up, countless words of beauty surround him. Everyone tells him that he is a rare genius in the elven race for centuries. Since then, his strength has been inadequate, and was quickly overtaken by those little friends before.
No, I am a genius, I cannot be overtaken by others, I want to become strong! He shouted in his heart, but everything was in vain, he still did not become stronger.
One day, the ring told him that as long as you kill a silver pegasus, I can give you great power. Another day, the ring told him that as long as you kill a unicorn, I can give you great power. So he became a genius again, enveloped by a dazzling aura again.
Under the guidance of the ring, he killed one creature after another. In the end, he even forgot how much blood was on his hands, but in the world of elves, he has always been regarded as a genius.
Time passed quietly, and he became a seventh-order assassin. Everyone told him that you can become a powerful subordinate assassin, follow the footsteps of the moon goddess, and become a powerful and eternal existence, even he himself believes not Doubt~EbookFREE.me~ But since he became a Tier 7 assassin, he has not survived anymore, he was anxious, but no matter how he called the ring, the ring did not answer, and the years gradually passed, the former friends We have all become Tier 6 professionals. He is so anxious that he does not want to be surpassed by them.
Until one day, the ring told him that as long as you kill the elf elder, I can give you powerful power.
No, I can't do this. He is an elf elder. I have loved my elders since childhood. I can't kill him!
The ring fell silent again, no matter how he called, there was no answer.
When the buddies also became Tier 7 professionals, he was still a Tier 7 professional. Everyone was disappointed with him. The Elf Elder took a lot of coldness towards him. He felt like he was abandoned by everyone. Too. Even Merck can look at him proudly, because Merck has just reached the eighth order.
Failure haunts his heart, and tortures him every day. The words of the ring ring in his heart over and over again. As long as you kill the elf elder, I can give you powerful power. Then he struggled in his heart, no, I can't do that.