Cultural Invasion In Different World - Chapter 613

[Chapter 606 Sacrifice]

Arthur Crowe.

The astrologer Quitoan suddenly woke up from his dream. He covered his forehead with his hand and adjusted his breathing.

He has been haunted by nightmares for three thousand years, and every once in a while he dreams that Arthur Crowe was swallowed up by gray fog, and all his familiar friends and relatives were transformed into monsters.

Quitoan could not forget all of this, and neither could the surviving High Elves.

So when he heard the holy tree say ‘the murderer who caused the tragedy 3,000 years ago is back’, Quitoan did not roll up his sleeves to fight those blasphemers. It was already very restrained.

It is very difficult for Quitoan to accept those blasphemers again. What really made Quitoan make up his mind to try it was Arthur Crowe’s current bad situation.

A silver inscription appeared in his hand, and the inscription formed a portal, and he walked directly into it.

The location to which the portal leads is the outskirts of the Forgotten Land, where Elder Sindonar has been waiting for him for a long time.

“Sindonar, where is the forgotten person?”

The Holy Tree gave Quietuan only one message, and that was ‘accept the forgotten person’.

Any high elves who lived through that catastrophe knew what the Forgotten meant, and Quitoan now had a hard time understanding why the Sacred Tree would accept them again.

But Quitoan, who is an astrologer, is very clear about Arthur Crowe’s current situation. Even if there is still a glimmer of hope in the end, Quitoan must hold it tightly.

“He’s inside.” Elder Sindonar said, pointing to the ruins behind him.

Have to step in there?

He looked at the dilapidated building not far away, and various memories kept pouring into his mind. He closed his eyes and sank his heart. When he opened his eyes again, he looked at Al next to him.

“Sindonar, I remember this meeting, I asked you to keep it secret from the other elders.” Quitoan said.

Quitoan knew Al, and few among the High Elves did not know the gifted, troubled child.

“The Forgotten said that she…is the key to saving Arthur Crowe.”

Elder Sindonar

‘s expression was very strange when he said this.

Hearing the news, Kuitoan also showed an expression of disbelief, as if saying, ‘Athekro is helpless, wait to die!

‘

After Quitoan followed Elder Sindonar into the Forgotten Land, many questions in his mind were occupied by a large number of memories.

This ruined city was originally a bustling part of Arthur Kroe, but Quietuan’s head is now burning and aching like a burning flame.

“Are you all right, Quitoan?” Elder Sindonar noticed the slightly painful expression on the astrologer’s face.

“I just remembered some bad things.”

Quitoan shook his head and let Elder Sindonar continue to lead the way.

Elder Sindonar took him all the way to the Hearthstone Tavern in the depths of the Forgotten Land. When Quitoan walked into the tavern the next second, he saw Joshua who was approaching.

Quitoan was already trying his best to restrain his emotions, but he clearly felt the same aura of those monsters three thousand years ago in Joshua. At this moment, many thoughts appeared in his mind…

Forgotten people, blasphemers, The culprit who destroyed Arthur Crowe, and the one who killed his parents, eldest brother and sister…the murderer!

The cultivation accumulated over thousands of years seems to be useless at this moment, the astrologer’s expression has become very solemn, and he is trying his best to restrain the hatred and killing intent in his heart.

The killing intent overflowing from his body was also noticed by Qiao Xiu, and Ciri beside him had an intuition like a beast.

“Are you high elves in the habit of fighting first and then talking when you meet others?”

Ciri had taught several high elves patrollers to be human in the past week. They came to the tavern with hostility and anger, and were arrested by After Ciri and Ice Dragon teamed up for a beating, they were tied up and thrown to the third floor for training.

Quietuan is now like a wolf dormant in the snow. Although he blends in with the surrounding white snow, he has already exposed his fangs and claws, ready to tear his prey to shreds at any time.

“Quittoan, the holy tree is watching you.” Elder Sindonar quickly reminded his friend.

He raised his head slightly and saw the white bird standing on the beam, and instantly realized his gaffe, Kuitoan took a deep breath again, and he kept reminding himself that the person in front of him is not an immortal species, then I am afraid that he is the descendant of the former group of blasphemers, and his sins should not be borne by him.

”

My name is Quietuan, the elder of the Elf Council, and also an astrologer.” Quietuan, who had

adjusted his emotions, practiced a unique etiquette for high elves to Joe.

“Joshua Arnold.” Joshua

just told his name, facing a person who had the idea of ‘wanting to kill you’, Joshua couldn’t use a smile to talk to him. greet.

“Boss! Can we start now!”

Al was completely unaware of the solemn atmosphere of the conversation between the two. She had devoted all her energy to the training games of the Holy Spirit these days.

All this is for today’s ‘live broadcast’ to prove to those who support her that she can still kill the opponent’s hero alone in a game.

“You still have two hours to prepare. My scene has been set up for you. You can just sit there.”

Qiao Xiu opened the interface of the magic net and glanced at the feedback above. The other two invited by Qiao Xiu The guests all sent a ‘ready to start’ message to Joshua.

It is said that the Thunder Crystal also asked the man in yellow to take a day off for this live broadcast. When Qiao Xiu is recording the next Sage Forum, the man in yellow may come and complain to himself again.

“Okay!”

Al’s performance was still full of energy, and it didn’t look like he had stayed up for three whole nights.

She sat at the long table that Joshua had set up for her and quietly waited for the live broadcast to start.

“What are you going to ask Al to do?”

Elder Sindonal looked at the position Al was sitting, which seemed to be somewhat ‘ceremonial’.

The decorations on the long table are carefully arranged, piled up hardcover books, and a vase with three bouquets in it, plus a piece of white cloth pulled up temporarily behind the back…

Could it be like the frost elf ?

tell a story?

Elder Sindonar had watched a show or two on the Lexicon, and the frost elf would share some interesting stories with Nolan’s humans in the afternoon.

“Probably sacrificed her and then exchanged a lot of faith.”

Joshua chose to make a joke at this time, and looked at the elder Quitoan on the way.

The elder had a very complicated expression on his face.

“Sacrificial offering? Is the old… boss real?”

Joshua’s joke was overheard by Al, who had a keen sense of hearing. The girl seemed to really…believe it.

“That.” Just when Joshua was about to tell Al the truth, a decisive expression suddenly appeared on her face.

“I…I know, if it’s for Arthur Crowe, but boss, I only have one request, can you not sacrifice me to that kind of poor god, like the god of light and the god of order, they seem to be Don’t eat meat… The God of Thunder is the best! ‘The Hall of Valor is filled with countless feasts!’ or something.”

Al solemnly analyzed it with Qiao Xiu. If you sacrifice your soul to a god, let that god be able to live more comfortably.

“Stop it!” This

is the second time Joshua has been convinced by Al’s strange brain circuit. This girl seems to have a lot of research on the gods of this world. If she goes on like this, she can publish a “Guide to the Kingdom of Heaven” !

But after Al’s analysis, the elder named Kuitoan seemed to believe it too.

“Is this still the only method in the end?”

Quitoan’s sigh was filled with despair.

“Can only use this method?”

Why did Qiao Xiu hear that this elf elder already knew the method of ‘sacrifice’?

“This is the will of the holy tree…” Quitoan’s eyes were erratic, and finally he raised his head to look at the white bird. “If that’s the case, the holy tree… Al She is not a suitable candidate.”

[End of this Chapter]