This floor is very large, but after Anran took a look around, she didn't find any monsters living there. It was very strange, as if it had been empty for a long time.
Anran entered the building next to her and wiped the table, which was covered with a thick layer of dust.
This is the second time I have seen this. This area is vast but there is no sign of any biological activity. It looks like it has been abandoned for a long time.
She walked into a seemingly abandoned building nearby again and found that the table in the room was also covered with a thick layer of dust, just like the previous one.
Anran walked out of the building and looked around, trying to find any possible clues.
Not being able to find the monster means she might not be able to find the key to the lower level, which is not a good thing.
After walking around a few times and confirming that no one lived here, Anran sighed helplessly and looked at the time. It was already too late.
Forget it, let’s settle down here today. After dinner, I’ll search every house to see if I can find the key to the lower level.
She found the stairs and door leading to the lower level, near the entrance she had come in from, blocked outside the stone tablet.
A beam of light shot out again, shining on An Ran, as if guiding her to move forward.
An Ran stopped digging the house and followed the beam of light helplessly.
At the end of the light column is a tall building, but it is no different from the surrounding buildings, all built with the same white stone.
An Ran was afraid of a trap, so she stretched out her hand tentatively, and her hand fell into a circle of ripples. The ripples began to ripple and gradually spread, actually enveloping the entire building.
An Ran tentatively took her hand out and found no damage. She then tentatively put her foot in and then put her whole body in.
Qianyu followed her, flapped her wings and flew in.
Only after entering did I see the true appearance of the building.
A tall temple stood before him, its gate tightly closed. The golden door frame was inlaid with gems, sparkling with dazzling light.
Anran and Qianyu walked up the stairs to the temple, passed through doors, walked along a long corridor, and came to a spacious hall.
The hall was empty except for a huge stone statue, which was carved so vividly that it looked like a majestic god overlooking the creatures below.
The statue was a tall man with wings on his back, his entire body as white as jade, very much like the angels she had seen on TV.
Suddenly, the eyes of the stone statue lit up red, as if it came alive, staring straight at An Ran and Qian Yu.
Anran nervously took a few steps back, while Qianyu stared at the stone statue vigilantly, ready to attack at any time.
At this moment, the statue's mouth moved and a deep voice uttered: "Welcome to the temple, destined one."
At this moment, Qianyu stepped forward, blocking Anran and asked vigilantly: "Who are you? Why did you call us here?"
The statue nodded slightly and uttered a deep and solemn voice, "I am a member of the Light Wing Clan, the guardian of the temple. This temple was built by an ancient civilization specifically to protect and pass on the power of light."
An Ran and Qian Yu looked at each other. Isn’t this the same as the temple in the Qian Yu tribe’s territory?
The entire clan is gone, leaving only the temple to carry on the legacy.
"Then how can you be sure that I am the one?"
"Light. After all, there are no light monsters in the system. If there are any, they are NPCs transformed by players who participated in the game before."
An Ran couldn't quite tell which were monsters and which were former players transformed into NPCs, but as far as she could remember, there weren't many light-type monsters.
Although this clan's method of identifying their destined people is somewhat hasty, as long as there is inheritance and strength is given, it doesn't matter whether it is hasty or not.
An Ran estimated that the biggest reason was not light magic, but that they really couldn't find anyone to pass on the magic to.
After all, this is a dungeon where monsters gather, and few players come here. Otherwise, they wouldn't have waited until this tribe was wiped out before they came here.
Before An Ran and Qian Yu could react, a ball of light enveloped them both.
In the ball of light, An Ran saw the past of the Light Wing people.
From the time they were tricked by the system and brought here, to the time they fought all the way to the seventh floor of the dungeon and built their own city here.
As time went by, the number of their people became smaller and smaller. After all, they were not immortal. In the end, there were only less than a hundred people left.
During this period, they didn't find a way out, nor did they find a player to inherit. There were players thrown in in the past, but unfortunately they looked down on them...
They also tried to attack the dungeon, but when they reached the tenth floor, they were forced back by the huge number of monsters and the powerful monsters inside.
The remaining group of Winged People had no choice but to build a temple when they saw that their inheritance was about to be broken, and sealed the power of their tribe in the temple.
Together with the souls of the tribesmen, it then falls asleep waiting for the successor, or the next unlucky person to come in.
The Light Wings people are similar to angels. Although they are not gods or something, they have strong souls. Even without their bodies, they can still exist for thousands of years.
But if they want to leave, it is obvious that someone needs to inherit the legacy.
In the past, this group of Light Wing people were very arrogant, thinking that they were no match for anyone. Not to mention having others inherit their heritage, they wouldn't even look at the other players.
If I wasn't so picky and found a stronger player, maybe I could get out.
After reading this history, An Ran just wanted to roll her eyes at this group of Light Wing people.
No wonder they have been trapped here for thousands of years. Firstly, they are too arrogant. Secondly, they look down on others and think too highly of themselves, believing that no one is worthy of their inheritance.
It’s not like there haven’t been light-type players here before, and I’ve never seen them take a fancy to anyone.
Either they think people are too ugly or too weak, but I still accept it.
We've been trapped here for nearly ten thousand years, and we're still complaining about this and that. Isn't this what we're looking for?
And why can ugliness be a reason for them to reject you?
This time, I chose An Ran and Qian Yu, which was somewhat forced.
"Will the destined person accept the inheritance?"
An Ran curled her lips. She wanted the inheritance, but the prerequisites had to be negotiated. Otherwise, if she accepted it, she would have to agree to some ridiculous conditions or fulfill some exaggerated wishes, which she couldn't do.
"I feel like I'm pretty strong already, and I have a bunch of pets, so it doesn't seem to make much of a difference whether I have your inheritance or not.
I don't like being bound by others, nor do I want to help you reach any too unreasonable conditions, so I won't accept it."
"I've never seen anyone as foolish as you. Accepting our legacy will only bring benefits, no harm. What conditions can we offer you? The most we can offer is for you to take us away."
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