No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

Hearing the silver-haired girl's question, Yuexi took a deep breath. Although the elven girl in front of her seemed to have no ill intentions, she couldn't help but tremble. Perhaps, this was the suppression of bloodline?

"In a fragment called 'The True Record of the Old Era'."

Yuexi didn't dare to hide anything and told all the clues she found in the castle instance, as well as the leather notebook she found in the basement after entering the abandoned village.

"There was a golden feather tucked inside that notebook, with Elixir's prophecy written on it."

When those records were mentioned, Yuexi's voice unconsciously softened.

"He mentioned the Eye of the Lord and the curses of the past."

"He also warned us that no world can remain unaffected."

No one spoke. The players in the hall all stared at Eileen on the sofa. The silver-haired girl had already sat up straight, her emerald green eyes showing no trace of laziness as her gaze slowly swept across Yuexi's face.

Cangya and the other players strained their ears, finding even the breathing of those around them too noisy.

This involves the ancient secrets of two top factions.

Backstage, Mu Zhixi almost lost her composure.

What ancient secret history? It was clearly a background she made up on the spot in the hunting game to get her first faith points. Even the golden feather used as a prop only cost a few dozen faith points.

These players actually believed it.

Not only did they believe it, they actually turned these crudely made props into a groundbreaking main storyline that spanned multiple instances.

Fortunately, Mu Zhixi still remembered the self-discipline of an NPC.

She didn't rush to answer, but instead cast her gaze toward a secluded spot, as if recalling something from a long time ago. Seeing that she remained silent, the players in the hall gradually tensed up.

Eileen murmured the name, a slight smile playing on her lips, her face undisguised in mockery.

"It turns out that the rat hiding in the ditch left something outside."

A seemingly casual remark sent a chill down the spines of the players.

Cangya couldn't help but swallow.

According to information previously revealed by Miss Yuexi, in the research of players of all races, Elixirus was the most mysterious imperial historian of the old royal court, and also a prophet who knew the truth of the Eternal Era.

When it came to Miss Eileen's mouth, all that was left was the word "rat"?

"Is he considered a historian?"

Eileen's fingers rested on the sofa armrest, tapping it intermittently.

"Just a pathetic voyeur."

"By using the name of the royal court, they think they can see the authority of the gods."

A hint of pity flickered in Eileen's emerald eyes as she looked at Yuexi.

"Do you think what he recorded is the truth?"

"It was just a little bit of residue that Ranran deliberately showed him in order to solidify the rules, but he remembered it all."

"If the Lord of the Holy Land could truly be figured out and even recorded by mortals, then the iron cavalry of the royal court would have already trampled through the Holy City."

That seems to be true. Yuexi did not refute, the Book of Truth pressing between her fingertips was slightly warm.

Even what Elisius recorded was only what the goddess deliberately showed him. What then was the true history like?

"And the prophecy he left behind..."

Yuexi hesitated before speaking, but was interrupted by Eileen's soft laughter.

"prophecy?"

"What kind of prophecy can a madman who can't even maintain his sanity write?"

"That feather was also just a piece of junk that had a trace of Ranran's scent on it, which he picked up and treated as a sacred object to prolong his life."

Half true, half false, Mu Zhixi spoke these words without a hint of guilt. Feathers were indeed worthless, and as for the divine aura, that was naturally the origin she had just added to this inferior prop.

Yuexi looked up, her voice tinged with hesitation.

"So, he doesn't want us to continue investigating because he's afraid we'll end up like him... unable to maintain our rationality once we're exposed to the truth?"

"She's quite smart."

Eileen didn't explain further, her expression remaining indifferent.

"Ah! Help me!"

Just then, the black-cloaked priest, who was slumped on the ground, suddenly screamed in agony.

His body twisted in a bizarre posture.

Beneath the pale skin, one face after another bulged out, mouths wide open, emitting intermittent, painful roars.

The annihilation rules of the bizarre system have finally been lowered.

The sheep-eater failed to complete the task, and the priest has lost his right to continue living.

But before that, he had heard so many taboo secrets that he shouldn't have heard.

"Help...help me..."

The priest stretched out his arm toward Eileen, his elbow twisted, but he still tried desperately to move toward her.

Cangya and the others quickly retreated, weapons in hand, but no one dared to approach rashly.

This is a high-dimensional annihilation rule; not to mention them, even eight-star races wouldn't dare to touch it casually.

Mu Zhixi sighed inwardly.

She wanted to keep one survivor as part of the atmosphere team, but the weird system had to jump out and steal her life at this crucial moment.

If it were to kill someone right in front of her, wouldn't all her previous words have been for nothing?

A person with an unfathomable character cannot afford to make a mistake in this area.

Mu Zhixi brought up the panel and reluctantly spent 50,000 faith points to buy a shielding talisman.

Eileen remained leaning against the sofa, too lazy to even lift her eyelids.

He simply pointed a finger lightly in the direction of the priest.

"Praise be to the Lord, in the name of His great and holy Lord Ran..."

She paused, her voice not loud.

"I haven't given him permission to die."

A ray of moonlight flowed from her fingertips, the soft light falling on the priest, and the annihilating power that made people afraid to approach dissipated without leaving a trace.

The priest's contorted body finally stopped.

The protruding faces beneath his skin gradually disappeared. He lay on the ground, panting heavily. After catching his breath, he stared intently at Eileen, his eyes no longer showing any hesitation.

She stopped the system's attempt to eliminate her?

He actually survived, and a long-lost heartbeat even returned to his chest.

"Thank you... thank you for granting me this order, Your Excellency!"

The priest bowed deeply, his forehead pressed against his face. If Eileen asked him to offer his soul at this moment, he would not hesitate for a moment.

The thirty-odd players in the hall were all speechless for a moment.

The system's underlying rules were shattered with a single finger. Isn't the Holy Domain a bit too authoritative? What level of power is this?

Yuexi stood to the side, her lips pressed tightly together, remaining silent for a long time.

So that's how it is. Even a close friend of Her Majesty the Goddess was able to directly prevent the system from eliminating him.

No wonder the goddess would tolerate the Holy Domain's arrogance.

If even Miss Eileen is this strong, what kind of power must the goddess who rules the entire Holy Land possess?

"Miss Eileen, I understand."

Yuexi bowed her head respectfully, her skirt draped to her sides, the red fabric reflecting the dim light in the hall.

What do you understand?

Mu Zhixi was a little confused. She had only spent money to protect an NPC and added some special effects. Why were these people starting this again?

"The curse Elisius mentioned in his notes is probably not directed at us at all."

Perhaps influenced by her past experiences, Yuexi is now used to connecting clues and making deductions, and her gaze never leaves Eileen when she speaks.