Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

Going around the Qiuqiu people's camp, Tavernaar saw the rising hill ahead, jumped up and down with the blueprint, and decided to go up.

In the end, she came to a secret place.

The secret realm is located in the grotto, the hall is wide, the top is not completely closed, there is still moonlight streaming down, the crystal butterfly of the rock element flies past, and the beautiful tail drags the golden streamer.

Tavernar looked at the secret realm, judging from the details that the thing should be the entrance of Iwamoto in the game, but here, what will it be inside?

Holy relic?

Just kidding, she has discovered that the people here don't need the addition of holy relics at all, and those scattered holy relics are really just ordinary decorations.

Just when Tavernaar was thinking about whether to enter the secret realm directly, a small stone tablet next to the secret realm attracted her attention.

After pushing aside the grass and blowing away the dust covering it with the wind, she saw clearly that the pattern on the stone tablet was exactly the same as the drawing in her palm.

However, the direction is reversed, just like the words reflected in a mirror.

With a slight expression on her face, she tentatively pasted the bright pattern on the stone tablet.

A golden stream of light flowed out from the blueprint, wound upwards along her arms, and then the whole person was enveloped in it.

The dragging sensation came from his hands, and Tavernall felt like being sucked into the vortex. No, that was the truth. A vortex formed where the blueprint and the stele met, and he didn't know where it would lead.

The golden streamer carried her towards the vortex.

After a whirlwind, Tavernaar was spit out by the vortex and thrown to the ground unceremoniously.

The eyeballs turned twice before refocusing, the things in front of her eyes became clear, and her eyes widened a little bit-the huge cave is full of colorful stalactites, and there are night mooring stones everywhere, and the faint light of a single night mooring stone is at this moment. Gathered in one place, they are refracted layer by layer by the rock wall, illuminating the cave.

The magnificent spectacle that she had never seen before was even more shocking than anything she had seen in her life before. She felt as if she had come to a radiant underground palace.

The blueprint in his hand had disappeared, and Tavenal patted his clothes and stood up from the ground, heading for the brightest place.

After taking two steps, she stopped suddenly, looked back at the place where she was teleported in, raised her palm, the frost condensed, and an icicle condensed into an arrow shape, pointing to the place she walked.

After doing all this, she was relieved and continued to move forward.

So you won't get lost, right?

perhaps.

When Tavenal returned to the original point again and saw the road sign he had erected, his face remained calm.

A wrong route was ruled out.

She continued to move forward, choosing a different hole this time, not forgetting to set up icicles.

When she returned to the starting point for the third time, the expression on her face changed slightly, and she paused to think about a problem: there are only four paths in total, and the wrong paths have been marked, so she wouldn't really have to go the fourth time to find the one. a real way, right?

It turns out, however, more than four times.

Because even though the cave entrances that have been passed are marked, the roads in the cave are intricate, and several cave entrances are arranged and combined, and there are at least 24 path choices.

She couldn't feel the passage of external time in the cave. She only remembered that she had eaten two more meals before successfully finding the correct route after No.20 set off once.

"You might as well just throw me into the pile of monsters and let them beat me up, Morax." Taverax finally couldn't hold back anymore, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes and panting, propped his staff on the ground, Legs trembled slightly.

In the distance, Zhongli, who was walking with Ying in the Tianheng Mountains, was about to look for the coconut sheep, suddenly turned his head and looked at Guyun Pavilion, as if he heard the complaint calling him by name, he chuckled.

"Mr. Zhongli?" Ying cast puzzled eyes, Zhongli shook his head, "It's okay, I just remembered something interesting, let's go."

Ying and Paimeng looked at each other, the latter spread his hands helplessly, and the three of them continued to walk towards the terminal not far away.

Here, after a short rest leaning against the wall, Taverna revived his spirits and headed towards the stone hall ahead.

The entrance is the same as other passages, and only when you walk inside can you discover its magnificence and majesty.

The brilliance in the stone hall is bright, and the cave walls around are engraved with huge murals. His eyes are wandering, and there is no written record. Tavernaar confirms that there is nothing else in the hall except the towering blue-purple crystal at the end. .

The content of the mural is a huge sea monster with many heads, and a similar sea monster that is much smaller. They set up a huge water barrier to cover a piece of land above the ocean, and let the layer upon layer of ocean currents eddy A small piece of land is cut off from outside dangers.

A group of ordinary human beings lived on the island, living and working in peace and contentment, enshrining the gods who protected them.

However, the still peaceful and peaceful life will be broken one day.

The island is gradually being encroached by the sea.

In the beginning, their gods were able to support the barrier with the terrifying power of the demon gods, so that their homes would not be submerged, but as time passed, cracks appeared in the barrier from time to time, and sea water often poured in. Cracks are a source of great concern.

God transported new boulders from afar for them, and laid out new dwellings on the sea.

Once or twice, the two demon gods, one big and one small, propped up shelter and built shelters for the islanders on this island.

However, it is difficult for their gods to maintain this perseverance forever.

A negligent offering, the more irritable gods let the sea flood in, and hundreds of people died as a result.

The demon god who had calmed down finally realized what had happened.

He turned into a human form, restrained the bones that died because of him, and remained silent for a long time, the endless turbulence telling him that his heart was not at peace.

Not long after, he brought the island closer to a continent, and finally inlaid it on that land. The wandering dragon in the cloud witnessed all this and acquiesced to his approach.

The Demon God left behind his people, and re-submerged into the endless deep sea with his companions.

Reason slowly slipped into the abyss, and time was blurred in memory. After an unknown number of years, the demon god used the broken memory to piece together a false past—the demon god on the earth took away his people.

So, the sea beast broke through the wind and waves, and rushed to the land with overwhelming hatred.

The confrontation between the two demon gods didn't last long. The rain of rock spears fell from the sky, piercing the sea beast's body one by one, and firmly nailing him to the river bed on the seabed.

This is the end of the story of the mural. The last picture is that under the sea, a huge abyss-like pupil is watching the rising human city-state on the land.

Phew——Slowly exhaled, Tavernare looked away from the surrounding murals.

I didn't expect Oser to have such a past.

The "Book of Narratives" flipped through the pages, and the murals were painted into it as if they were photocopied.

Since this is a full story and from a higher level of history, after the mural was completed, she gained new abilities.

【Concept】Extraction and enhancement.

Simply put, it is labeling.

By observing a certain thing and summarizing the laws on it, you can extract a label, and then choose whether to strengthen the characteristics exhibited by the other party.

Before she could be happy, a deep roar came from the hall.

Tavernal's heart tightened, he looked around and found that the sound came from the crystal in the center.

What is this, the color is quite nice.

Tavernaar decisively turned on [Bystander] and observed around the crystal.

The elements of water and rock are mixed in it, and there is a faint involvement coming from the deeper water.

Is this what Zhongli asked her to fetch?

"I don't make it clear, what should I do if I make a mistake."

Complaining, but there really isn't much else here other than the maze and the murals.

It can only be this thing, I hope she will not suddenly trigger any battle or instant death plot after she picks it up.

Tavernaar stopped, calmed down a little nervous, and stretched out his palms forward.

When the fingers touched the crystal, it was like touching a soft water slime, and the fingertips sank into the blue-purple crystal.

From the outside, she didn't see the part of her finger that disappeared into the crystal.

There is indeed a mystery here.

Tavernaar continued to probe inward, half of her arm was submerged, but the other end of her hand still failed to touch other objects, her hand seemed to have penetrated into a void of nothingness.

Another low growl came from the crystal in front of him, as if a wild beast was guarding its own territory, watching the intruder, and making a threatening sound.

A great sense of danger hovered in his heart, Tavernaar's arms froze, and his forehead was already wet with sweat.

After the growl subsided, after a while, she reached forward again, and her entire right arm sank into the crystal.

And her fingertips touched something.

The cold touch was like the scales of a snake, and a chill penetrated into the bone marrow along the skin contact position, and then, she felt something holding her hand.

Immediately, the whole body felt as if it had fallen into a cellar of ice, and it was impossible for him to even withdraw his hand.

Just when she thought she was about to lose an arm, her palm was spread out, and something was placed in her palm.

What followed was a flood of memories that instantly engulfed her consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, and when she regained her consciousness again, she was already paralyzed on the ground, her hand had been pulled out of the crystal, but there was a circle of layered and complicated light blue lines on her arm, which was following Time slowly fades away.

There was a stabbing pain in her head, but she couldn't recall more content, and the complicated memory didn't leave any trace in her consciousness.

No, not without trace.

She raised her right palm, and the coiled lines on her arm had faded to almost completely disappear, but reappeared in the next second, and a stream of light appeared faintly. At the same time, a water ball condensed with water elements appeared in her palm.

This is the elemental power obtained without the help of the eye of God.

Tavernar looked at the crystal, his expression gradually serious.

The "Book of Narratives" floated beside him, turning the pages constantly, stopping at one of the pages, countless flowing knowledge and memories flashed on it, just looking at it gave people a splitting headache.

Tavenal hurriedly closed the "Book of Narratives", and the memories that had been deliberately forgotten by the brain's protection mechanism kept churning like boiling water in her mind.

Distant blessings and prayers came to the ears, and then the roaring waves, the huge body moving underwater... It seemed vaguely separated by a layer of veil.

When she came back to her senses again, she didn't dare to delve into the strange memories poured into her mind, and let herself turn her attention to the present.

After this and that, the crystal dimmed, and when touched again, it no longer had that jelly-like soft touch, it was hard and cold, no different from ordinary stones.

She tried to extend her hand, and the crystal floating on the altar was easily removed by her.

Immediately afterwards, the ground began to shake.

The altar cracked little by little, exposing the deep pit in the ground. The cracks continued to spread to the surroundings, and the entire hall was crumbling.

Tavernaar groaned and was blocked in his throat, holding the crystal pale and returning on the way he came and went.

However, I don't know how long it has passed now, the icicles she left earlier have already melted and disappeared. Facing the four holes, Tavernaar's eyelids twitched.

Relying on a vague impression in her mind, she selected one of the openings and strode wildly.

Behind him was the sound of the stone wall collapsing, one after another, continuously.

Farther away, she also heard the sound of huge water flow.

This ghostly place is indeed underwater!

And now, this place is about to collapse!

"Ah, ah, ah, Morax, you sinister villain, I can't stop talking to you!"

A boulder crashed down, blocking the road ahead, and shattered crystal dust rose up.

Tavernaar didn't stop, a huge ice hammer formed above his head, wrapped in a strong wind and smashed down hard.

The boulder and the ice hammer shattered at the same time, the sky was full of dust, and the white figure passed through against the wind, leaving a long trail.

Chapter 29

Tavernaar is no longer stingy with the use of elemental power, not only that, but also no longer retains other strengths.

[Bystander] observes the texture structure of the rock, judges its fragile parts, and obtains [concepts] about fragility one by one.

Finally, she came to the starting position.

Because it was teleported when it came, there is no exit here at this moment.

Looking back at the cave I passed by, the cave illuminated by Yeboshi is gradually disintegrating, and the rumbling water is getting closer.

The point of collapse is in the hall with murals. With the influx of sea water, it won't take long for the entire underground space to be flooded.

Is this the desperation that the islanders faced back then?

The ground under his feet shook again, as if the cage he was in was being hit by some huge external force, and stones fell from the top of his head.

Tavernar pursed his lips, urged the ice element to block the thick ice layer at the four entrances to block the incoming seawater, and then used the ice in the remaining space according to the information obtained by the [spectator] The columns support the beams one by one, slowing down its collapse.

Finally, Tavernaar set his sights on the weakest stone wall.

She had just tried it with an ice hammer, and the texture was especially fragile.

The fragile concepts accumulated along the way were superimposed, and she affixed a fragile [trait] to this wall.