The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 298

“The Book of Heritage records that once a monster appears in the tribe, there will inevitably be invaders. At this time, the tribe must move away from the territory.” The priestess murmured, “We have lived here for generations. We are the inhabitants created by the gods. We must not let the invaders have their way.”

"Are you moving away from this place?"

"Where to move to?"

"Is it possible to move off this planet?"

"The land of God is our home, we will not leave."

"Yes, we're not leaving. Unless we have to pay compensation."

As they knelt, Su Ninglong withdrew her oppressive aura, and they felt nothing.

Their thoughts varied: some hoped to leave, some thought it was better to stay in their hometown, and others hoped the government would intervene so they could receive compensation when they moved to other places.

Regarding money, they had many ideas. If the government lost money, Star Alliance could also lose some, which would be even better.

Perhaps poverty limited her judgment, and the priestess's statement today can hardly be considered impartial.

No wonder the atmosphere in the tribe is bad!
Song Hu's autopsy does not require moving the body; he only needs to use the incantation of recalling the scene. This incantation has limitations: the body cannot have been dead for too long.

There were many witnesses last night who testified that they were active at the banquet.

The Regression Word Magic not only allows you to see images of people before they died, but also to hear what they said in life.

"We failed to marry a bride again. What to do? I've been longing for a wife for a long time. I don't know why women have such poor taste. They only like those who are good-looking but useless. If they could experience my skills once, they would be ecstatic."

"Stop talking, women only care about appearances. In such a short time, who would look at your inner qualities? But I've heard that people outside are very open-minded and can sleep in the same bed without any ceremony."

"You're thinking……"

“No, Sally is the one who supports our tribe, we can’t touch her.”

"If we don't touch her, we can touch another one. That thin woman doesn't have much ability to resist..."

What followed was a string of vulgarities, enough to prove that they had ill intentions towards Su Ninglong.

All the Greenscale people's gazes darted around, embarrassed and ashamed.

Two whimsical Greenscale people were dreaming about the future, thinking that getting Su Ninglong would be a great opportunity. Just as they were about to take action, a guest arrived at their house. The guest was dressed in priest's robes, covering most of his face.

But those who know him well can recognize who he is.

The priestess was shocked. "Impossible! It wasn't me. I've been in my own house the whole time."

Su Ninglong popped out a talisman, sealing the priestess's mouth, and the video continued to play.

The priest handed each of them an eyeball, which resembled the Silent Eye invented by Shen Zhaoming. Their first reaction upon receiving the eyeballs was not disgust, but rather they greedily picked them up, as if they were the finest Eyes of the Starry Sky.

The priest remained silent, but the two continued to chatter, "Will the priest really give us this compensation? Won't the tribespeople have objections?"

"Can we sell it? If we sell it, we'll have a lot of money and won't have to worry about not finding a wife."

"What about the others? Are there any other people?"

“The priest must be pitying us. We will not let you down and will have many more babies.”

The priest remained silent; in the recollection, only the two of them chattered incessantly, uttering nonsensical words.

Shortly after, the priest in the video turned and left, not forgetting to close the door behind him.

Then the image went black. Song Hu wanted to continue spying, but suddenly countless eyes appeared in the darkness. The eyes slowly moved and then stared at him.

Sensing that his mind was being attacked, Song Hu immediately cut off the spell.

Even with mental preparation, Song Hu still found it hard to breathe in the face of the sudden pressure.

He wiped the sweat from his temples. "I just felt my soul being pulled."

Su Ninglong turned around and also sensed something was wrong. "You guys have been marked."

"what?"

Lian Xinyi, Sha Li, Song Hu, and Shen Zhaoming were all dumbfounded. They had never heard of such a thing before: being tagged after watching a video.
Like Wembley?

“It’s somewhat similar.” Su Ninglong glanced at the Greenscale people again. All the Greenscale people who had seen the scene inside the house had been marked.

However, they could not sense the ominous aura, and the marks were gradually dissipating.

Oh dear, this is a big problem; she's really messed up.

The aberration was clearly aimed at them, the hunters. "Let's go back. Let Yunfei think of a way. I've never heard of marking someone without contacting the mystic."

The Star Police arrived at this time, and upon hearing that the bodies came from a story, they understood that it was beyond their control.

Record the situation quickly, and then have the priest perform a ritual to remove the spirit from the body.

The priestess was still a suspect, but fortunately there was a former priest who had the clansmen dance around the corpse to appease the spirit.

Su Ninglong could sense the ominous aura covering the corpse gradually fading away. After the exorcism ritual was completed, the Star Police took the corpse away to be burned, and also took away the priestess, demanding that she cooperate with the investigation.

"No, I can't leave the tribe." The priestess was now in a panic. "I'm not that person. If I leave the tribe, they will also suffer. It's all your fault. That person is definitely targeting you."

There were simply too many unreasonable tribal priests. Star Police said impatiently, "Who can you protect in the tribe?"

The priestess pointed at them and said, "You want to kill our Greenscale tribe, you will definitely kill us."

Su Ninglong felt that the priestess was not lying, but there was only one priestess in the tribe, so who else could it be but her?

She didn't have time to think about these things right now, so she could only leave it all to the Star Police and take Lian Xinyi and the others back to the town.

Looking at the row of hunters who had fallen victim to the trap, Yun Fei had a terrible headache. "You went to their territory and not only caused them trouble, but you also lost your own safety?"

"Unexpected events, coupled with someone else's unintentional scheming, meant that I, as the main force, didn't fall into the trap."

Yun Fei wanted to yell at her, but Sally hurriedly advised, "It's my fault. It was my idea to go back and check. Blame me if you must."

"It's not your fault. Don't go into the ruins this time. I'll send people to your clan's territory to find out which spirit it is so I can help you get rid of it."

"Not for now. We've already considered this possibility." "We" refers to Feng Ying and herself; they had already envisioned the worst-case scenario.

To make the bait more appealing and authentic when it's presented, Suninglong has made many preparations behind the scenes.

“The newly made robes can conceal your aura.” Su Ninglong’s plan was comprehensive. “The others don’t need to go in, but Xin Yi must go in. I will bring her out safely.”

Lian Xinyi looked pleasantly surprised, "So I'm that important?"

Of course it's important; your special ability is very important.

The sand covering the ruins has been cleared away, and historians first identified the entrance to the site. "Here, below is a large cavity, which requires the assistance of a rope to descend."

Wherever there are relics related to spirits or mystical beings, the dangers can be bizarre and varied.

This place, which is said to be an ancient city, was buried in the long river of history. Due to a mysterious collapse that killed many people, the Star Alliance strategically withdrew.

Ironically, this is the very place where Su Ninglong's parents are buried. Su Ninglong looked at the entrance, where the spotlight shone down, making it seem like a bottomless abyss.

Are all the ruins from the Darkest Hour this large?

"This is an ancient city, which, according to records, has nine levels. Each level presents different dangers. The hunters who perished died on the ninth level."

If Su Ninglong's parents hadn't risked their lives to bring her back to the surface, Principal Yan wouldn't have been able to find her so quickly.

A chaotic infant cannot survive in the dark and sunless ninth level.

A memory flashed through Su Ninglong's mind: a young man and woman kneeling on the ground, the man embracing the woman from the front, with collapsed buildings and countless dark shadows behind them.

The woman hugged the baby tightly, rubbing her cheek against the baby's soft face.

"I'm sorry, we all love you. It's our fault for risking our lives to come in, knowing you were about to be born." The woman's gentle voice was filled with deep love, yet also with profound helplessness.

The scene abruptly ended, showing her parents' final moments. A tear welled up in Su Ninglong's eye; she paused, then slowly wiped it away.

Her gaze turned cold. No amount of love could sway her heart towards her parents who were playing with their lives so recklessly.

Su Ninglong is a traditional cultivator with a cold heart. Her parents lost their lives because they couldn't bear to part with the ruins.

She regrets, but doesn't need any extra family ties to bind her.

"I'll go down first," Su Ninglong said.

Yun Fei: "Okay!"

Su Ninglong took out an ordinary sword from her ring and flew down. The beam of light could not keep up with her, and no one knew her situation.

A moment later, a voice came from below, "Alright, you can come down now!"

Once the beam of light focused and Su Ninglong waved, indicating there was no danger, they lowered the rope down.

The people above were like dumplings being dropped into a pot. Those who stayed behind to guard the position included several skilled hunters. Feng Ying stayed by Sally and Lena's side, in charge of overseeing the overall situation.

After taking a headcount, Su Ninglong led the group off.

Many people have explored the first level of the ruins, and even ordinary people do not feel uncomfortable entering it.

The massive pillars collapsed, blocking the passage downwards.

Through scanning and positioning, robots were already digging a tunnel. To prevent a secondary collapse, sturdy supports were placed into the tunnel during the digging process to prop it up.

The passage leading to the second underground level had just been dug, and gusts of cold wind blew out, chilling people to the bone.

Su Ninglong took out the Key of Prophecy and threw it to the ground. This thing was very effective in pointing out the direction, and we went down.

Assistant Sun and Hara Watari looked grim; they hadn't realized the Key of Prophecy could be so obedient and useful.

The Key to Prophecy is an opportunist who changes course with the wind. It couldn't even handle Su Ninglong when she was young, let alone when she grew up.

Giving up the struggle is the attitude a key should have.

"Alright, let's go!" Su Ninglong led the combat personnel and historians deeper into the area.

Shen Zhaoming stayed on the first floor, spread out the equipment he had brought, and directed the others to move the transmission lines to the next floor.

In the town during the darkest hour, every house was covered with runes, which historians, geologists, and linguists had long studied.

"These are all runes related to suppression, isolation, and defense. It's unbelievable that the entire city is covered with these things. The ancients explored the value of runes to the fullest extent, but unfortunately, people today have lost this ability."

"I believe it's not about losing, but about being sealed away."

"Without any evidence, human genetic traits have remained stable since the dawn of humanity."

"I'll make two copies first, and then study them when I get back." The scholars from the Star Alliance craned their necks, looking at Su Ninglong with eager anticipation.

"Let's make the rubbings, we have plenty of time anyway." Su Ninglong, holding her sword, pointed to several hunters to help, so the scholars wouldn't have to do it themselves.

They were afraid they might trigger mechanisms or special runes.

The overhead light flickered with the cold wind, revealing half of Su Ninglong's face hidden in darkness, while her profile appeared flawless in the light.

Lian Xinyi asked Su Ninglong, "Aren't we in a hurry? Wouldn't it be better to finish this quickly?"

"Yes, no rush."

The truth revealed by Qi Shen has provided a safety net for this operation, and many previously unanswered questions have been resolved.

Su Ninglong came here again for two reasons: first, she genuinely wanted to explore the ruins, and second, she wanted to know about her origins.

There are many things to learn from the runes in the ruins. One should never stop learning, and one should cultivate one's mind and spirit. When emotions begin to fade, learning more things will help calm the mind.

The Taotie brand could not have been born in her mother's womb; it could only have come to her from some external force.

The scholars were delighted; the young leader was not only bold but also a knowledgeable weapon refiner, allowing them to explore the ruins to their heart's content.

However, behind the "indulgence" lies a multiplied risk.

The hunters, under the scholar's guidance, made rubbings, but encountered a problem: these symbols could not be rubbed and had to be drawn.

"Damn it, these runes still have an effect." The scholars' faces were grim.

The runes also serve a purpose, signifying that the city is always on the defensive, and that they are the invaders.

Just then, a chilling roar came from deep underground.

Black mist spread in from all directions.

Su Ninglong waved her hand, and dozens of talismans floated out, surrounding the scholars who were powerless to even kill a chicken.

Their positions shimmered under the protection of the talisman, "Don't move! Leave the circle of light, or you will all die."

The panicked scholar dared not move.

However, the crisis was not over. They realized that the smoke seemed to be pulling them away from each other, and the runes around them were receding at a visible speed.

Gradually, silence descended, and all sound ceased to be heard. Countless terrifying speculations flooded their minds.

They began to feel afraid.

They feared being abandoned by hunters, feared being swept away by mysterious spirits into unknown corners, with no one to rescue them.

Human beings have a deep-seated instinct to court death, and with their minds constantly on edge, they are oblivious to the passage of time.

After only a short while, they thought a long time had passed and began shouting.
Su Ninglong was not affected in any way; the fog only confused ordinary people.

After a moment's thought, she realized that the fog was merely a defensive measure for the city, preventing ordinary people from going any further.

A flash of sword light appeared, another part of the building collapsed, and the deceptive fog dissipated.

The scholars stared dumbfounded at the ruins within ruins, speechless, and finally fell silent.