Chapter 427 Never Ending
After hearing Yuan Tao's words, Wang Qiqing hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said firmly: "No, most of the ancient gods are not dead, or at least they are not dead in Guixu Realm. They actually left Guixu Realm many years ago. As for where they went, that is the real mystery."
Since the research on the Guixu Realm and the human race cannot be separated from the help of the Quanxian tribe, then a lot of information should not be concealed - at least there is no need to conceal anything related to the ancient gods, so Wang Qiqing chose to tell it all.
This was part of the information obtained by the project team through testing and research when they organized the research on Douxuan Treasure Mirror. At that time, most of the names of suspected ancient gods that the project team came into contact with were tested, and almost without exception, the pictures displayed were all through a strange portal, leaving the Guixu Realm.
After discussion, many professors believed that it was possible that these ancient gods had come to the Blue Star Realm. However, another group of people disagreed, arguing that the time periods of both parties did not match at all - the ancient gods of the Guixu Realm disappeared at least 10,000 years ago, while the myths and legends circulated in the Flower Clan on the Blue Star were at most 5,000 to 6,000 years old! Even many myths and legends have only a history of more than 1,000 years! Even the several Flower Clan human civilization sites unearthed in recent years before the Shang and Zhou dynasties were only a few thousand years old, a time difference of a full double!
Therefore, Wang Qiqing did not mention these things that had no evidence or conclusion, and only talked about the information they had archived.
After hearing this, Yuan Tao was a little confused: "Where did this come from?"
Wang Qiqing further explained: "We in Taiyin Sect have a broken Douxuan Treasure Mirror, and its spirit also lives in the sect. We have exchanged some information through the Douxuan Treasure Mirror before. If the Douxuan Treasure Mirror is not wrong, it did show us many scenes of ancient gods leaving Guixu Realm. We have preserved this part of the information and can make a copy for you later."
Yuan Tao suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. Since Dou Xuan Bao Jing answered in this way, it should not be wrong. I would like to thank you for your generosity. I can add one or two more historical materials to the Wisdom Palace."
"You are too polite, fellow Daoist."
The Palace of Wisdom is one of the largest buildings in the Quanxian King's City. It is somewhat like a library, but it contains not only books, but also various magic weapons, audio and video records of spiritual tools, and many ancient relics. In the words of the Quanxian people, the Palace of Wisdom preserves the wisdom of the Quanxian people for tens of thousands of years and records the history of the rise and fall of their entire race.
The writing of the Quanxian tribe has not changed much. It is a standard ideographic writing with many gestures, but the pronunciation is confusing - often one word has many pronunciations. This is because the Quanxian tribe is not a unified regime, but is composed of multiple tribes. Each tribe and region has a different pronunciation for the same word, but the meaning is the same. Anyway, as a race with innate intelligence and spiritual enlightenment, they do not need to distinguish the content of others' words from the sound. Most of the communication can be done through spiritual power.
Therefore, when translating the Quanxian text, it was almost word for word, which made several professors of the Flower Planting Family who studied the language of the Guixu Realm very pleased.
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“Bang, bang, bang—”
"boom--"
In the [Endless Ruins] copy, explosions sounded one after another.
The fire coverage tactics adopted by Nietzsche and other players had a gratifying effect. After swallowing three more rocket launchers with the mouth on its belly, the BOSS finally seemed to be unable to hold on and was blown to pieces again.
The health bar disappeared, but the players did not dare to be happy in advance - how could it be so easy to open up a new dungeon!
In the team channel, several high-level players even reminded each other:
"If it uses that resurrection method again, don't worry about the BOSS, focus on the monsters first! The more monsters die, the weaker the BOSS will be in the end! If this cycle really happens a few more times, it will be easier for us to fight!"
"Use the Gatling gun! Keep other attack methods such as talismans and use them later when the boss is completely weakened. At least the Gatling gun only consumes spiritual energy!"
"The talismans are fine, use them as you like. I have thousands of them here, so come and ask me for them if you don't have enough!"
"Fuck, sisters, you are so inhumane!"
"Those of you using Gatling guns can stay at the back, since they have a long range. Those of you using talismans can stay at the front...Those in the Jindan stage should bring a low-level one. In case the boss attacks point by point, let the tool man die for you. Otherwise, your resurrection CD will be too long!"
"Me, me, me! My level is low! I've only just established my foundation! I can be a tool and cannon fodder!"
"Then follow me, let's kill as many monsters as possible..."
While the players were discussing tactics and fighting methods, it turned out that the BOSS was not completely dead.
However, this time, no flock of Red-Feathered Night Owls appeared. Instead, the ground began to shake, and the scattered bones and fragments on the ground rolled around. Even the standing dragon skeleton was shaken to pieces, and several bones fell to the ground.
Then, at the place where the BOSS "died" in the distance, the ground began to collapse, and the already chaotic spiritual energy became even more disordered, gradually forming several spiritual energy storms that rolled like tornadoes, rolling up the dirt, rocks and bones on the ground and blowing everyone so hard that they could hardly open their eyes.
Renxinhuadao complained, "Why does this BOSS have so many stages? When will it ever end?"
There was also a suggestion from a senior player in the team channel: "How long will the resurrection CD of the dead ones last? Why don't we just buy rocket launchers later? I always feel that the remaining three are not enough!"
Another player commented: "How about we step back a bit? I feel like this plot is a bit too big!"
Only Nietzsche showed an unprecedented nervousness, staring at the collapsed ground - this reaction was really unlike her, who was usually calm and composed no matter what happened!
Renxinhuadao thought that Nietzsche was in a bad mood because his first pass was snatched away, so he deliberately didn't say much. Instead, relying on the fact that he also had group microphone privileges, he tried hard to liven up the atmosphere, complaining from time to time, or saying some dirty words on the group microphone, and he never stopped talking.
But Guan Tangbao, who had always been closer to Nietzsche, noticed something was wrong when Nietzsche did not give timely instructions on several occasions.
Of course, Guan Tang Bao didn't think too much about it. He just guessed that Nietzsche had encountered some difficult problems in reality, so he took advantage of the gap in the "plot" to chat privately: "Captain, are you busy with something in the three-dimensional world? If you really can't, it doesn't matter if you don't open up new land. How can the virtual world be as important as the real world? Don't put too much pressure on yourself! It's okay if you can't get the fifth armor!"
As soon as the private chat notification sounded, Nietzsche saw the message from Guan Tangbao.
She felt touched but also helpless.
The virtual world is indeed not more important than the real world, but what if... this is not a virtual world?
Just as I turned my thoughts, the "plot" in the distance was over -
A creature that looked like a large slime and was made of broken bones stuck together by black mist crawled out of the collapsed pit.
It was more than ten feet tall, almost blocking out the sky when it stood up, emitting a foul odor, and its entire body was made up of gray-black bones. Thick black fog - also called demonic energy by players - filled the gaps between the bones and stones.
"What the hell - what an ugly thing!"
There were many complaints in the team channel. After only a dozen seconds, this giant "slime" changed its shape again, becoming a long strip. Then it grew four claws, and the top of its head - probably the top of its head. After all, this thing has no eyes or nose, so it is really impossible to tell the head from the butt. In short, two extremely ugly tumors still stubbornly grew on the top of its head.
Renxinhuadao said with disgust: "Could this be... a dragon?"
In the team channel, the turtle Qichun started to talk nonsense: "It's a 'dragon'! There's no 'bar'! And it's so ugly, it's obviously a fake!"
Wang Zhucao and Guan Tangbao, who had been with Feng Liqi, also saw the boss's current form. They quickly got information from Feng Liqi and posted it on the team channel:
"Captain! The NPC said that the boss had eaten a dragon king before, so he could imitate the dragon king's appearance and abilities! She also said that the dead dragon king was a candle dragon that could breathe fire!"
As soon as the message was sent out, a raging fire rose from the ground.
The players were startled and rolled and crawled up into the air, fearing that they would be burned by the spreading fire.
The flames were orange at first, and soon turned blue-white. The air was completely distorted, and all the players had beads of sweat rolling down their faces and bodies even though they blocked their five senses.
Nietzsche pondered for a moment, then asked in the group chat: "The rocket launcher can't be used, and it seems that the thunder rifle may not be effective. Let's use water talismans first, or spells related to water and ice. Does the magic cultivator have it?"
This is a difficult situation for many players.
In "Records of the Ten Continents", the spells and talismans with greater lethality are often those related to fire and thunder. Spells related to water are basically not used except for daily farming and some miscellaneous emergency tasks!
Whether it is the current [Endless Return to the Ruins] or the previous large and small thunder books, the monsters and BOSSes in them are all Nine Nether Demons. This kind of thing is naturally afraid of thunder attacks. Using ice, fire and other spells to scrape them for a long time is not as good as the damage caused by a small thunder talisman. Therefore, everyone has never studied other spells at all, and they all focus on thunder talismans and thunder methods.
In the team chat, someone carefully typed: "Even if the fire talisman doesn't seem to work, the thunder talisman should... work too, right? Can't thunder and fire cause an overload explosion?"
Other players couldn't help but complain: "What the hell is this overload explosion? Do you think this is Teyvat!?"
However, just as everyone was looking at each other in bewilderment, a piece of exciting news soon popped up in the team channel: "Captain! Me, me, me! Um, my initial skill is [Pray for Rain]! It should be useful!"
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