Chapter 253 The Awakening of the Princess Mononoke



After chatting with this ghost lady for a while, Loran Hill had a better understanding of her. Compared to other ghosts, this ice-blue girl was the complete opposite. Not only did she not remember any obsessions, but she was also very familiar with common sense.

"So, will there be some big shot in front of me?"

As the sun gradually set, the two sat on the hillside and chatted slowly.

The wind occasionally blew in from afar. Luo Lanxier smoothed his messy bangs and said, "Yes, I looked at the elven words engraved on the bottom of the coffin. You must be a princess of the ice elves."

That's why he wears a crown, the girl thought, and then continued to talk about the craftsmanship and materials of the coffin. It should be a product of the end of the First Age, when the Mercury Dynasty had just risen and had not yet dominated the continent.

Name: Ishgarin Bing Saint Ingol

Race: Ice Elf (100%)

Identity: Ice Elf Princess

Status: Ghost (Maintain)

Sequence: Necromancer Sequence 6: Ice Princess (Rating: Legendary Pearl, incomplete, to be restored.)

Talent: [Ice Flower Maiden] (Legend): Born with the blossoming of a flower, the Ice Flower is her life's other half. She can manipulate the Ice Flower, causing it to grow freely and channeling her magical energy, allowing it to transcend its original status and ascend to a higher rank. The Ice Flower can also provide her with magical energy in return, greatly increasing her own strength.

Ability: [Ice Flower Heart] (Legendary): Can greatly enhance the control of one's magic power. Even if the magic power far exceeds one's own, it will not lose control, just like using one's arms and legs. (Originally a rare ability, talent +10)

[Ice Flower Bloom] (Legendary): The ice flowers formed by special magic are extremely sharp and cold, with strong armor-piercing and freezing abilities. (Originally a rare ability, talent +10)

Skill: [Ice Flower Sword] (Legendary): Ice flower swordsmanship that blooms in your hands and on your enemies, sharp and extremely dangerous. (Originally Perfect, Talent +7)

Looking at the opponent's limited but mutually beneficial skill combination, Loran Hill couldn't help but marvel. If this ghost princess stood in a sea of ​​ice flowers, her combat power would probably rise to above Sequence 7.

"From the record on the coffin, it seems so."

"Saint Ingol" was the ancient elves' honorific name for the original World Tree, and later became the surname of the elven royal family. "Ice" represents the lineage of the Ice Elves. Recalling the inscription he had just seen at the bottom of the coffin, Loranhill continued.

"You must have died in the war between elves and humans. Due to the urgency of the war, there was no time to perform a ceremony. To prevent your body from being desecrated by the enemy, they temporarily buried you here. They also planted your favorite ice flower to freeze your body and protect your soul from losing its sanity."

"I feel so pitiful." Although the ghost princess said this, she did not seem sad at all, as if she was listening to a strange story.

"By the way, little Loran, are you here to pick the seeds of the ice flower?" The ghostly figure, a little cold and soft, leaned beside Loran Hill and asked in a low voice.

"Yes..." Loran Hill hesitated whether to correct the small word. Why did many people like to call her that?

As the two chatted, they gradually became familiar with each other. However, from the outside, Yi Xue Ge Lin was indeed much more mature. She looked to be in her 20s, with a large chest, a slightly plump figure, and a quiet temperament.

But Loran Hill is different. His figure seems to be frozen at the age of 16-17, his eyes are soft and clear, his appearance is like a dream, and he has a feeling of being ethereal and otherworldly.

The two have similar personalities, both are relatively quiet, but Loran Hill has a quiet gentleness, while Ishergreen is quiet with a kind of innocence.

"Loran must be younger than me, so you should call me sister, hehe." Despite losing her memory, the ghost princess didn't care and quickly became familiar with Loran Hill.

Just as the two were sitting on the hillside chatting in the sunset, a burst of chaotic chirping and roaring sounds suddenly came from over.

Another group of ice flame bees flew over, and not only that, they also attracted a helper, the fire bear.

The Sequence 7 giant bear slammed the ground, causing a tremor. Guided by the bees, it charged straight towards the sea of ​​flowers. As its heavy footsteps pounded the ground, many trees in the forest collapsed.

With the piercing sound of wood fibers being pulled and broken, the trees slowly fell down in all directions, and were then ignited by the raging fire that swept over.

Snap——

A giant paw stomped down on the fallen tree trunk, crushing it to pieces. Flames swept through, leaving a charred black mass. The giant bear near the flower sea also sensed the presence of the two girls across from it. It reared up, standing on its hind legs. Its towering figure instantly towered over the towering trees in the forest, half of its body sticking out from the forest floor, about seven or eight stories high.

The two girls who were originally sitting in the grass on the hillside also stood up, but unfortunately due to the huge height difference, they could only look up at the big bear whose feet were taller than them.

The giant bear's crimson eyes fixed on the two unfamiliar girls, sniffing them carefully. Its eyes were filled with excitement, and its mouth watered unconsciously. It had an inexplicable intuition: if it could devour these two girls, it should be possible to advance to Sequence 8.

It opened its huge blood-red mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and roared. The sound waves containing some special magical power spread in all directions, and the surrounding trees fell one after another. The forest within nearly three miles was instantly wiped out, leaving only scattered tree trunks burning fiercely on the ground, with sparks bursting out from time to time, and the forest was filled with the smell of burnt smoke.

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