Let's play cards! In a different world of swords and magic

After all, if the other party is really a group of cultists who need to be clearly cracked down, it would be much simpler.

Three Blue-Eyes White Dragons and a few explosive gusts of wind bombs can completely solve the problem.

"It sounds like a dead end." You Ling touched Aixia's smooth chin and fell into thought.

The current situation is not simply a lack of combat power. Even if Kema spent a lot of money to invite him here, You Ling would not be able to take action if he did not find out the truth about the mastermind behind the scenes.

It seems that there is no difference whether I come or not.

"Any ideas, Kema? You seemed to be discussing something before you came in."

"Well, a little bit."

With a frown on his face, Kema activated the recording bug on the desktop and projected the blurry and shaking image onto the snow-white wall.

"This is a scene on the battlefield that the soldiers took the risk to capture."

In the picture, countless western villagers holding sharp weapons were wrestling with the soldiers of the Set family.

Although well-trained soldiers are definitely much better at fighting than ordinary civilians.

But they had no choice but to face a large number of people, and they were completely reckless. In contrast, in order to avoid killing civilians as much as possible, the soldiers of the Set family could only offer the minimum resistance.

"That's too much!" Yilin couldn't help but scold.

Due to limited economic conditions in the western region, most villagers are pale and thin.

But even so, they still have to become puppets of war controlled by others, and be stained with blood that they shouldn't have. Seeing such a scene, everyone will feel the shock in their heart.

"Who on earth would do such an outrageous thing?"

Kema said helplessly: "If we knew, we wouldn't have to worry about it here."

The image projected on the wall was still playing, but You Ling couldn't see any clues as to what Kema said.

"Kema..."

"Shh, listen carefully."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet after Kema finished speaking.

"Is it singing?"

After the silence, You Ling finally heard the key point from the chaotic and noisy environment of the battlefield.

Just as Kema described just now, the brainwashed villagers will keep humming strange songs and attacking others.

"For now, this song is the only clue we can find."

Why would the brainwashed villagers hum the same ballad at the same time? Such a strange scene is indeed unusual.

"Mr. You Ling."

"Ok?"

At this moment, Aisha's voice suddenly came from the spiritual room of Millennium Building Blocks.

"Don't you feel that this melody is somewhat familiar?"

"The melody seems familiar..."

After being reminded by Aixia, You Ling seemed to have really heard a similar melody somewhere.

I vaguely remember that it was a nursery rhyme sung by a female voice in extremely foggy weather.

"It was that time!" You Ling and Ai Xia, whose memories were awakened by the melody, said almost in unison.

At that time, in the foggy capital of Leuverton, Lucaslint vaguely appeared and sang a mysterious nursery rhyme. The melody and lyrics were exactly the same as what the villagers were humming at this moment.

It was just that the villagers were unconsciously humming under the brainwashing, and compared with Luka's refreshing and beautiful voice, there was a huge difference. This made You Ling and Ai Xia unable to react for a while.

Kema went on to add: "After recording the scene, the Set family urgently contacted professionals in the vocal music industry and even other industries to study the ballad."

Ordinary people would definitely not be able to hear it, because the lyrics of this song are not the common language of the Elf Continent at all. That's why we need to invite professionals to analyze it.

"Just now, the analysis results were submitted."

Kema looked at the information still on the table. There was no doubt that this was the only breakthrough at the moment.

"The language used in this ballad is the language of the ancient continent that has been lost for more than a thousand years."

"Ancient Continental Language?" Irena was surprised: "Kema, are you saying that this song comes from prehistoric civilization?"

"That's the only explanation."

"Um, senior." Licia interrupted in an embarrassed voice, "What is prehistoric civilization?"

"Like a myth, it is one of the legends circulating among the people." Irena summarized simply.

"Legend has it that thousands of years before our human civilization, or nearly ten thousand years ago, there was a more highly developed prehistoric civilization on the Elven Continent."

"Alas, such a thing still exists? Where is the more advanced prehistoric civilization now?"

"It's destroyed. The end of any rapid development will be destruction. I thought the legend of prehistoric civilization was just made up by the older generation to warn the younger generation to be down-to-earth and develop step by step."

Kema said, "It really existed. This is a state secret. It's normal that you don't know about it, Irena."

After all, Irena is not from an aristocratic family. Even if her knowledge is broad, some confidential information limited to the country can only be known by important people in major families.

"Tsk." Irena smacked her lips unhappily.

"The Set family contacted experts in the ancient continental language to translate the lyrics of this ballad. The results are as follows."

Switching the projection mode, Kema projected the translated ancient lyrics onto the wall so that everyone in the room could see more clearly.

"It's destroyed. It's destroyed. The war with the gods, everything is destroyed.

Arrived, arrived. Humanity has finally reached the ultimate realm.

Angry, angry. The gods were dissatisfied with all this.

Resist, resist. Facing the threat of the gods, the humans who arrived in the realm were finished.

Ironic, ironic. In order to rebel against God, the ultimate weapon was given the name of God.

Shout, shout. Just as the name of "Heaven" suggests, it burns the sky, smashes the stars, and kills the gods.

Rejoice, rejoice! Humans, on the verge of extinction, finally gained the power to resist fate.

Alas, alas! The Spear of God-Slayer fell with the God.

Destroyed, destroyed. The war with the gods, everything is destroyed.

Remember, remember. God and the weapon that killed God will forever sleep in the obelisk.

"That's all the lyrics." Kevin remained silent for the moment, letting You Ling and the others watch quietly.

After reading it countless times, You Ling could feel from the translated text that this should be a sad story recording the end of the destruction of an entire civilization.

But such a sad story has been sung to this day in the form of a nursery rhyme, accompanied by a cheerful and lively melody.

The ultimate outcome of the battle between humans and gods is mutual destruction. Even if humans created weapons powerful enough to kill gods, prehistoric civilizations could not escape the fate of extinction.

"If it were you, you should be able to see something." Kema turned his gaze to You Ling who was thinking.

You Ling did notice two points.

Firstly, the god-killing weapon mentioned in the ballad, which was created by humans and given the name of the god "Heaven", should be the legendary Arceus, the Thunder of Heaven.

Secondly, the last line of the lyrics provides the most crucial information: the gods and the weapons that kill gods are all sleeping inside the obelisk.

“The obelisk mentioned in the lyrics should be the same as the obelisk we know.”

Speaking of the obelisk, the person most familiar with it among the people present was Licia, who had the duty of being the tower keeper.

"Lysia!"

You Ling stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Lisia's stunned eyes.

"Oh, sorry!" Lisia came back to her senses and couldn't help but sigh: "The lyrics are so interesting that I was stunned without realizing it."

“Is this interesting?”

"Of course!" Licia nodded vigorously. "The sad lyrics match the cheerful melody. It's like recreating the tragic war scene between humans and gods thousands of years ago."

You Ling could tell the sad lyrics and heard the cheerful melody, but he really didn't see the war scenes.

Licia is obviously a country girl, but at this moment she pretends to have unexpected artistic talent.

"So, Licia, you should have noticed the last line of the lyrics. What do you think about the fact that there are gods and gods-killing weapons sleeping in the obelisk?"

"Hmm?" Lisia tilted her head in confusion: "How should I see it? I don't know."

"Aren't you the tower keeper named what?"

"Senior, the job of a tower keeper is just to clean the surface of the obelisk at fixed times. He is not qualified to actually touch the inside of the obelisk."

It seems that Licia, who is not in the Saint Maiden state, really knows nothing, and it is estimated that there is no way to get any useful information from her.

"In short, the translation of this song is the only clue we can get at the moment. Instead of hesitating here, we should try to move forward in the direction we are guided to."

Kema spread out the strategic map of the western part of the kingdom directly on the table.

"Let's go to the obelisk to find the answer. Royal Knight, you will come with me this time."

"That's fine. As long as you remember the reward."

Now that he has accepted the task, You Ling will definitely do his best, even if it is just for the 200 million gold coins needed to build the body.

Not to mention, the combination of the two words "sleeping god" and "god-killing weapon" increases the appeal to card players exponentially.

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Chapter 420: Saint's "Transformation" Plan 4K

"You're still a dizzy dragon, fly a little slower."

You Ling, riding on Stardust's back, realized how fragile Aisha Carlos's petite girl body was on the dragon's back.

Usually when Aixia said she was dizzy with dragons, You Ling didn't take it seriously, and even looked down on her. But when it was his turn to try, he was about to vomit.

"There is no time to waste. Every second we delay now means one more point of loss to the defense."

Compared to You Ling's weakness at this moment, Kema, who was standing skillfully on the back of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, was already accustomed to this way of moving.

To be honest, summoning a dragon monster and riding it to fly is something that sounds and looks extremely cool.

But when you really feel it, the experience of sitting on the bumpy back of a dragon and experiencing the shaky and bumpy flight is definitely not as comfortable as riding in an airship that is specifically designed to carry people.

It’s a pity that You Ling’s suggestion of using airship to move to the obelisk was ruthlessly rejected by Kai Kema.

"The enemy's identity is not yet clear, and the obelisk is the only clue. For an enemy hiding in the dark, moving in a high-profile manner is too easy to expose our target."

What Kema wanted was to reach the obelisk as secretly as possible without being noticed by the other party.

But You Ling still believed that moving by riding a dragon was not low-key at all, and there was no concealment at all.

"Forget it. After all, she is the sponsor. Just bear with it if you can."

So, You Ling tried hard to resist the urge to vomit when the dragon was dizzy, and kept the back of the Stardust Dragon clean and tidy.

Stardust: "If you spit on me, I'll never let you go!"

"I know, and now I'm not the only one. I don't want to embarrass myself."

"Hold on, we're almost there, Senior."

Licia patted You Ling on the back with concern, which slightly relieved the discomfort caused by the dragon dizziness.

Since the destination was the obelisk, Lisia, as the tower keeper, naturally volunteered to follow.

In fact, Licia was also worried about the village of tower keepers around the obelisk where she had lived since she was a child.

The extent of damage to the villages in the west is still unclear. Although she had made it clear before coming here that "it can't be my village", Licia is now becoming more and more uneasy.

Especially when the obelisk became the only clue to breaking the deadlock, Licia's anxiety finally reached its peak.

"A village ahead has been discovered." Yu was flying flexibly in the front on a broom, and Irena, who was with Yilin, reported the situation in a timely manner.

"Senior, that is our village!" Licia quickly stretched her head and looked forward to observe the specific situation.

When she saw the smoke rising from the cooking fire in the bungalow made of loess bricks, Licia breathed a sigh of relief.