rune hunter

Chapter 419 Slate
El can only express sympathy for Cyprus' self-pity.It stands to reason that a dignified swordsman should not be so unknown, but Cyprus did not leave many traces in history.

I think this guy complained about this problem when we first met, but at that time El just thought he was ignorant.But after the Battle of Sword Castle, he also asked his colleagues about this guy's deeds. Unexpectedly, even Sima Ke, who is a direct descendant of the Beifeng family, was very unfamiliar with this.

The Fallen Leaf Sword Saint is a real person in history, but it is very strange that there are not many written records left in that legendary and epic era!

In other words, his existence is like the background setting in an adventure novel, such as the tavern owner who issued the task, who seems to be important but has no sense of existence...

To be honest, although Cyprus is a bit funny, he is indeed an interesting guy. After he disappeared, El was a little bit lost.He also imagined in his heart that if he and this guy were born in the same age, maybe they could become good friends.

But when Cyprus appeared in front of him again, the sadness naturally disappeared.He should have known a long time ago, with this guy's rebellious character, how could he not leave his mark in this world?

The Fallen Leaf Sword Saint may not be unknown, but it is also possible... that his past was deliberately covered up.From the moment he got involved with the truth, Al couldn't help but have such doubts in his heart.

"I remember that you didn't seem to be very interested in the truth, so why did you become their gravekeeper?" El asked suspiciously.

"People, they will grow up." Cyprus patted his head, sighed and said, "When you grow up, you will find it ridiculous when you look back at your rebellion in your youth."

"So, you finally chose to serve the Truth Society?" El sneered.

"I will not surrender to anyone, this is the dignity of the sword alone. Without this belief, it is impossible to become a true sword master." Cyprus shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I have been pursuing the supreme power all my life, but when When I got to the top, it didn't make any sense."

"I don't understand," Al said frankly.

"You'd better never understand," said Cyprus.

"Is there anything I can understand now?" Al asked.

"Obviously, you have gathered the three necessary conditions to open the mausoleum. Just open the seal and take what you want. I won't stop it," Cyprus said.

"I'm not interested in Pravda stuff," Al said.

After saying this, he found that Cyprus' eyes suddenly became strange.

"You don't know what's here?" Cyprus asked with a half-smile.

"Of course I don't know, we are just mercenaries who accompanied that little brother down to dig treasures." El pointed at Gao Wen who was still immersed in the academic world, curled his lips and said, "As for the truth will be here What kind of legacy is left behind, I have no interest, and I don't want to know-I think they are too disgusting."

"Don't say it so high-sounding, in fact, you just don't know what it is." Cyprus shook his finger and said meaningfully.

"Well, what exactly is it?" El asked impatiently.

Cyprus waved his hand lightly, and the hall where the two were located disappeared in an instant, replaced by a relatively smaller stone room.

This is a stone room without an entrance, surrounded by bare walls, only a small stone tablet stands in the middle.Perhaps due to the invasion of the years, the stone tablet has been covered with a thick layer of dust, but the luster of the metal at the edge can still be seen.

If there are scholars who are proficient in the history of ancient religions here, they will definitely recognize that this is not a stone tablet, but an ancient shrine.Of course El knew nothing about it, he just noticed the engraved words on the shrine.

That is not a word in the ordinary sense, but a rune language composed of eight runes.Although most of them were symbols that El had never seen before, at this moment he recited them subconsciously.

"Time and space are criss-crossed, chaos and order are eternally opposed, life and death reincarnate, and light and shadow accompany each other..."

As he recited the rune language combined by these eight runes in turn, a blue light flashed on the black ring again.This reminded El vaguely that this seemingly ordinary ring seemed to respond to the words of the combined runes every time, but he didn't know what the meaning of this response was.

"This is a very interesting epitaph, but it's a pity that you can't understand it at your current level." Cyprus brushed off the dust on the shrine, and lightly pressed on a certain mechanism.There was a stagnant stone grinding noise from the shrine, and a gap opened in the middle, revealing what was hidden inside—the mummified corpse of a monk.

The reason why it is said to be a monk is because the body of this mummy still retains the previous clothing, which is almost the same as the Darkmoon Ascetic in El's impression in terms of style.Perhaps because of this airtight environment, the clothes sewn from coarse cloth are still intact after thousands of years.

The mummy sat cross-legged in the center of the shrine, with his head slightly lowered, his hands on his chest, and in his palm was a palm-sized white disk of unknown material.

"Thousands of years ago, the great sage Allen discovered this ancient stone slab among the ancient ruins in this wild land, and he was also one of the twelve sages who later founded the Truth Society." Cyprus stared at the mummy in the shrine, There was a bit of seriousness in the tone.

"Alan has always regarded this slate as the 'key of truth' in the legend. This may also be his original intention for founding the Truth Society. He hopes to gather the wisdom of the top sages of the year to jointly solve this ancient mystery. question."

"At that time, a substantial breakthrough was indeed made, and the knowledge analyzed from it brought unimaginable benefits to the Truth Society. But in the end, Allen chose to terminate his research and brought the ancient stone tablet back to the place where it was first discovered. place, and built such a mausoleum for himself.”

"It's not the same as what I've heard before that truth can blacken history," El said.

"Generally, in the information published outside, the founder is Raistlin, or what you know is Adrian's story?" Cyprus glanced at the wind marks on El's waist, and said indifferently: " In fact, the Twelve Sages back then were all people with stories... It's just that the heavens are jealous of the talents, and the end of those old immortals is not very good."

"Although I can't understand it, it seems to be very powerful, but...it doesn't mean anything to me." El shrugged and said a little embarrassedly.

"Look at my clothes, do I seem to be the kind of person who can understand this stuff? Compared to the 'truth' that those lunatics are fighting for their whole lives, we ordinary people... just want to know how to work hard tomorrow Just live."

"Are you an ordinary person?" Cyprus took a deep look at El, tilted his head and smiled, "As a gravekeeper of this generation, my duty is to wait for the next gravekeeper, or someone who fits the bill like you." The lucky one with the three conditions came here and took away Alan's last inheritance...Of course it doesn't matter, what I stay here is just a projection and not the real body, as long as I abide by the contract of selling myself, I can continue to exist."

"But you really don't think about it anymore? What is recorded on this ancient stone slab is the crystallization of wisdom from the ancient times. Things like the resurrection of the dead...isn't there nothing?"

El's face suddenly froze.

"How do you know..." he asked coldly.

"It's not important." Cyprus said with a half-smile, "What's important is—here is the answer you want."

Al looked at him and was silent for a moment.

"What price do I have to pay?" He asked in a deep voice.

"Maybe there is, but that's none of my business?" Cyprus waved his hand and said disdainfully: "According to the slave contract I signed back then, as long as you take this thing away, I can get relief. As for What price do you have to pay after this...this has nothing to do with me?"

Al was still staring into his eyes, without any intention of reaching out. He never believed that there would be a free lunch in this world.Experienced hunters in the jungle will never touch the prey they send to their door, because most of them hide deadly traps.

The resurrection of the dead... That kind of legend is too illusory, but it makes El feel unreal.Reason told him this was nonsense.But if there is even a ten-thousandth of truth, maybe this risk is worth taking?
El was still hesitating, but at this moment, he felt the space he was in shake slightly.

Although it was only a seemingly insignificant sway, it was enough for him to judge the abnormal situation in an instant with the keen perception of the silver rank.

They are in the depths of the ground, and there is a huge underground palace above their heads that has not been damaged for thousands of years. What kind of power can make this place shake?
Taking advantage of the moment of El's sudden loss of consciousness, Cyprus blinked, and the smile on his face suddenly became weird.He quietly reached out to touch the white disc in the mummy's hand.

Some kind of mysterious power originating from the contract blocked his fingers the moment he touched the disc.However, Cyprus was not surprised by this. He grabbed the mummy's head with one hand, lifted the mummy out, and then kicked the mummy towards El.

The moment the dry corpse left the shrine, it seemed that it lost the power to maintain its existence, and it turned into a cloud of fly ash in mid-air.Unprepared, El was drenched in the mass of thousand-year-old ashes, and the disk in the mummy's hand also hit him in the face.

"Your sister!" Al was taken aback, and subconsciously raised his head back to hide, but he didn't feel the pain of being hit on his face.It was just a blink of an eye, and the surrounding stone chambers, shrines and Cyprus all disappeared into the air.

El shook his head, and found that he had returned to the real world. Laurana and Gawain were standing not far from him, casting inexplicable gazes.

(End of this chapter)