Chapter 40 Fate Curses the Spider and the Butterfly
The huge green python followed the human priest closely, clumsily imitating the human's walking pace and posture.
Chen Shuang couldn't help but look up at it: "You don't need to learn this."
"no."
The snake shook its head: "I must learn this."
Its eyes were filled with determination: "Only by enduring the most difficult hardships can one become a stronger snake. These are the trials and tribulations necessary to building a great empire. I will never give in."
Chen Shuang: “…”
She smiled: "As long as you are happy."
What a strange and domineering determination.
The originally planned mining plan was disrupted by sudden changes. After comforting and reorganizing all the creatures in the mining expedition, it was almost evening.
The already dim light in the forest completely dimmed, and the entire world was drawn into a dark mist. The humming of unknown birds gradually filled the forest, celebrating the arrival of dusk.
"The atmosphere in this forest is really nice."
The snake nodded with satisfaction, "I am a genius for choosing this as the starting point of my empire."
The last rays of light faded, and the entire forest took a sharp turn for the worse.
If this silent forest could barely be called cool during the day, then at night this coolness turned into undisguised darkness and dampness.
Shen Shuang blinked.
I'm a little curious about which ancient civilization this snake came from.
It doesn't feel like a serious place.
Automatically ignoring the giant snake's self-praise in his mind, Chen Shuang focused his attention on the route in front of him.
This area was the latest to be opened up by the mining expeditionary force. Even the magic ants had arrived for the second time. Many of the original dead branches and debris had not been cleaned up yet and were scattered randomly under the bushes and tall trees.
A gray spider was startled by the vibration of the ground. It nimbly dropped its web and fled, leaving behind its prey that had already been entangled.
The slender spider web catches the butterfly that accidentally enters, waiting for its life to disappear.
Chen Shuang casually picked up a branch and cut the spider web that entangled the butterfly. The colorful wings in front of her opened again and flew away with the broken thread.
"Thanks."
Chen Shuang subconsciously replied, "You're welcome."
After two breaths, she turned back suddenly.
I seemed to hear a butterfly saying thank you just now.
There was nothing in the woods ahead, but the sound of breaking ground kept ringing in my ears.
Something was struggling to emerge from the earth.
The sound gradually grew louder from faint to a completely agitated sound that could not be ignored.
"This is?"
Chen Shuang widened her eyes slightly.
The scene before me was truly shocking.
Darkness enveloped the forest. Beneath it, several pale hands suddenly stretched out from the brown soil. They pushed aside the solid layer of soil covering their bodies and struggled to free themselves from the darkness.
One, two, three... countless dark figures appeared in the woods. They stood quietly and silently, surrounding all the living creatures walking on the ground.
“Hiss!”
Xiaohong raised its antennae and issued a threatening hissing sound at the target in front of it. The magic ants were alarmed by this sudden situation and became alert. A large number of magic ants dispersed tacitly and wrapped the priests in layers of protective circles.
The colorful butterfly that was reborn spread its wings and slowly landed on a pale fingertip still covered in mud.
The bright colors contrasted sharply with the paper-white skin, yet seemed to add a touch of life to these creatures hiding in the darkness.
The hand placed the beautiful butterfly next to the ear, and under the extreme contrast, the face, which was still cold and pale in the darkness, suddenly became more colorful.
The snake flicked its tail, showing no sign of being surrounded. "It's the group of liches sleeping underground."
"I originally planned to kick them all out when I was clearing the area, but now that I'm leaving, I won't bother them."
The giant green python bared its fangs: "But don't blame me if you dare to mess with me."
This is the Lich Tomb.
Chen Shuang turned his gaze to Maomao who was standing next to him. The pale lich first burst into intense surprise, then became confused, and was finally covered by a thick layer of uneasiness.
It's rare to see such obvious emotions on a lich's face.
At this moment, Maomao lowered his head. He did not feel the joy of reuniting with his fellow tribesmen, but instead was filled with...guilty?
Chen Shuang was sure that she was not mistaken.
Maomao lowered his head, avoided looking, and even wanted to hide behind Shen Shuang, but the human body could not withstand the huge lich, and he was still clearly exposed to everyone.
The lich with the butterfly on its body first looked at Chen Shuang and nodded with a very aristocratic temperament: "Good night, Your Majesty."
Chen Shuang: "Hello."
The lich gave her a gentle, kind smile, then turned his gaze to Maomao, but his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Come here!"
They really knew each other.
Chen Shuang looked at the silent lich behind her.
As soon as the voice came from the other side, Maomao stiffened instantly and walked towards the group of liches with heavy steps.
He lowered his head and called out obediently, "Father."
Chen Shuang: Huh?
She looked to the left, then to the right.
This turned out to be Maomao's father.
He has a very young and handsome appearance, and has the steadiness of a young adult. If others looked at him, they would definitely think they were brothers rather than father and son.
"You still know I'm your father," he said with a gloomy face, "who allowed you to make decisions on your own and take risks on your own?"
"How long have you been like this now?"
Maomao lowered his head without thinking: "I was wrong."
"you……"
The instant recognition of the mistake blocked the next words. The gorgeous lich's chest rose and fell, and there was a long pause.
He looked at the face he hadn't seen for a long time, finally sighed, and softened his voice: "How did you survive after that?"
Maomao hummed, "I'm very lucky. I met many kind creatures. They helped me fight off those light mages and found a way to resurrect you."
The lich, who was lying for the first time, was obviously a little nervous. He clenched his fingers and said, "It was such a lucky process. I definitely didn't lie."
The gorgeous lich looked at the grown-up face in front of her, and in a trance she saw that young and well-behaved face again.
After a long pause, he hummed, "I believe you."
Maomao immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The system made a "ding dong" sound.
【Congratulations on unlocking the hidden story】
[In the countless years that have passed, the old royal family, who were identified as pagans by the light, had no choice but to move towards their final end.
The remaining soul died completely at that moment, but was revived after being buried in the earth. The revived lich dedicated its power to the darkness. After countless years, an unknown miracle finally brought the deceased back to the world.
Chen Shuang looked at the group of liches in front of her.
All the liches here are Maomao's family members.
She lowered her eyes.
The transformation time seems to have just happened.
They looked down at their pale new bodies curiously, obviously still a little uncomfortable with their changes.
After the initial trance, this group of liches from the past gradually accepted their new identities, whether quickly or slowly.
"This kid has grown so big."
The smiling female lich stepped forward and said, "I once held you in my arms when you were little."
"You liked running around naked back then..."
Maomao lowered his head, almost burying his face in the dirt: "Stop talking, aunt."
The shy lich aroused the interest of all the tribesmen, and they broke the silence and began to chatter.
"Yes, I remember when he was little he liked to greet the flowers and grass, and he would say good morning to the cactus at the door every day."
Maomao looked up suddenly: "That, isn't me."
The faint murmur of defense was drowned out by the lively chatter, and the liches continued to chatter, "Hahaha, he even likes to crawl around on the ground like a puppy, then hide in the big yellow bed and pretend to be a puppy."
Maomao stretched out his hand: "This one, isn't it..."
The long slumber didn't seem to affect the liches' ability to express themselves at all. One of them clapped his hands and said, "Oh, and there was also the one who wrapped himself in wool and pretended to be a warrior chasing a dragon at home, and ended up being chased by Da Huang through three alleys."
Maomao: “…No.”
Watching the liches talking and chatting in a disjointed manner, Maomao, who suddenly had too many responsibilities on his shoulders, lowered his head. Even his bloodless face turned red, his breathing became rapid, and he was completely unable to speak.
Chen Shuang: "Ahem."
The touching reunion scene suddenly turns into a collection of dark histories, or someone else's dark history.
"I really can't adapt to this body."
After an excited chat, the lich girl yawned and said listlessly, "I want to sleep a little longer."
As soon as he finished speaking, yawns spread throughout the entire tribe as if they were contagious.
The tiredness of just waking up surged over them, and the newly born liches rubbed their eyes one after another: "I'm really sleepy and want to sleep."
The pale liches found a place at random, dug a big pit together, and then jumped in one after another, covered themselves with some soil, and then said good night to each other.
A series of "See you tomorrow" rang out in the forest, and the group of liches that had just awakened fell into silence again.
Chen Shuang: What a weird scene.
She looked at the forest where she could easily kick a corpse, and the harmonious scene of them saying goodnight to each other.
Chen Shuang: It’s strangely harmonious.
After most of the liches fell into hibernation, only Maomao's father was left there.
The lich, once an elegant noble, looked at the only human here and asked, "What's your name?"
"Dark Temple Priest, Chen Shuang."
The gorgeous lich immediately lowered her head: "Master Priest, thank you for your help."
Chen Shuang was puzzled: "I didn't do anything."
He shook his head: "You saved us."
The colorful butterfly fluttered towards the human, and she stretched out her hand, giving it space to rest.
The lich stared at her seriously with calm eyes: "Your tolerance and mercy saved us."
System prompts.
[You possess the purest dark origin besides God]
You have brushed off the dust of fate
Congratulations, you have glimpsed the "cursed fate"
[The forbidden spell from the God of Light has bound the fate of the descendants of the Old Kingdom underground for a long time. They cannot break free, cannot escape, and can only wait for the final destruction.]
"You should know."
He said, "The spider and the butterfly."
Chen Shuang was stunned: "So that's how it is."
Her special identity became the key to breaking the curse. When she encountered the divine power left by the enemy, she just raised her hand slightly and directly scared away the spider that symbolized bondage.
As expected, the fight between the God of Darkness and the God of Light was quite fierce, and even their powers were extremely mutually exclusive.
Maomao was stunned and said, "So that's how it is."
He took great pains to transform his people into liches, but they still could not wake up.
The pale lich clenched his palms so tightly that his bones crackled.
"Light, disgusting light."
"We will obey your orders."
The elegant father bowed his head: "A lifelong fight with the light."
Chen Shuang looked at the liches in front of her quietly.
The system in my mind was already jingling.
[Currently, the reputation in the [Silent Forest area] has reached Revered]
[Congratulations, your current faction stability value has increased by +10,000]
The system urged me on for the first time.
You have completed 3/4 of the [Lost Land] map. Please proceed to the last area as soon as possible.
Chen Shuang released the butterfly.
Is this... the prelude to a war with the Light?
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