“…I couldn’t identify the attack’s power before, but I suspect it was an attack effect in the mental realm. There are many similar spells, such as ‘Heart Piercing Curse’ and ‘Heart-Shaking Order’,” He Lili said.
"Can you roughly determine what kind of spiritual energy it is?" Dao Nan asked.
“I don’t know, there are many things you can learn…” He Lili was saying when Chen Jing interrupted their conversation.
“Come here,” Chen Jing said. “There are images and texts in other parts of the monument.”
After everyone had looked at it, He Lili said, "This eye-like rune has the meaning of death and spying. I can't determine which one it is. Similar symbols often appear in the Xia Dynasty."
“This language…” she said, her fair hand lightly touching the carved characters. “It is composed of dots and strokes. It is the language of the Dragon Clan. It is a very ancient language that can be traced back to the end of the God and Demon Era.”
Dao Nan asked, "Did the Era of Gods and Demons really exist?"
Chen Jingdao: "In mythology, this is the third era, an age in which immortals, heroes, monsters, gods and demons coexist."
This was something Chen Jing picked up incidentally while studying history with Pan Fengyu.
He Lili glanced at Chen Jing and shook her head: "No, even earlier."
"At the dawn of time, that is, the first era of creation, there was an ancient dragon language. This dragon language is a derivative of later times. At the same time, the dragon language is also the ancestor of modern Tongwen and most other writing systems. The earliest dots, horizontal strokes, vertical strokes, downward strokes, upward strokes, hooks... these most basic and fundamental elements of writing all come from the earliest dragon language, the writing that dragons carved on stone tablets with their claws."
"Wow, that's so professional," Chen Jing pretended to look towards the window railing, as if he were on guard against zombies coming, in order to cover up his embarrassment.
"Sister He, you're amazing," Zhang Taoying said with a hint of admiration.
He Lili didn't seem to be being worshipped; instead, she said in a heavy tone, "This makes me think of some bad things."
“Dragon, that sounds very powerful.” The robust Li Ai said thoughtfully.
"Judging from the visuals alone, the 'plot' here is a monster escaping from the dragons' pursuit..." Chen Jing pondered for a moment, then chose to give up.
"How is the High Priest?" Chen Jing asked.
"His breathing has stabilized," Zhang Taoying said, "but there's still no sign of him waking up..."
"Perhaps it's Lord Luo You," Dao Nan joked.
Chen Jing said, "What should we do next? Wait for rescue?"
“Oh, right,” He Lili said, “Soul Whisper Candle.”
"Soul-talking candles?" Chen Jing asked.
“It’s the candle that Captain Mo Wuge showed us,” He Lili said. “Since Mo Wuge has one, she should have one too.”
Chen Jing watched He Lili rummaging through Li Si's bag and thought to himself: This girl is definitely not that simple.
She knows so much! Her knowledge in all sorts of areas is practically...
It's as if they've received systematic training!
Chen Jing noted this down, then felt somewhat lost.
If she received systematic training and has powerful backers, why would she expose herself so easily?
It's as if they don't care at all that others know this...
...
At the other end of the arena.
Black Hand Lu Gang held a long knife, on guard, silently awaiting the outcome. His long black hair fell straight down, while Miss Pan, cold and seemingly mechanical, stood to the side.
Miss Pan raised her hands, as if she were manipulating an invisible puppet.
After a reconnaissance team left, Lu Gang, lacking manpower, could only have Miss Pan use remotely controlled puppets to direct the militia to conduct reconnaissance. This was obviously a last resort. In Lu Gang's eyes, the mechanisms controlled by the mechanical experts were far more valuable than a reconnaissance team, but Lu Gang had no intention of waiting for the reconnaissance team to come out.
We can't stay outside Ash City until dark, so we must make the most of every second.
Jasmine walked over with several soldiers, looking slightly nervous and about to speak, when suddenly, a stench of corpses emanated from around Black Hand Lu Gang.
Lu Gang picked up the candle that emitted the scent; the flame on it burned faintly.
...
The candles were lit, and the dim, ghostly flames illuminated the place.
Some people's shadows stretched out into the bottomless, dark abyss; some people's shadows fell on the stone walls; some people's shadows appeared on the obelisks.
The stench of decay lingered, and almost simultaneously with the smell, Lu Gang's voice rang out:
What happened on your end?
Zhang Taoying spoke first, her voice trembling with tears, "We...we were attacked by an unknown force! The mastermind behind it all released the zombies from the prison. There are so many zombies...Captain Mo Wuge has tragically died, and the High Priest has also met with misfortune...We need help!"
Her words made Lu Gang, the mastermind, fall silent for a moment, as if he was receiving information.
"Describe in detail what you have seen, and your current situation."
"What is this unknown force? How did they attack you? Where are the zombies? Are they still chasing you? Is Li Si still alive?"
Chen Jing was about to explain in detail, but unexpectedly Zhang Taoying spoke first:
"We broke the window and struggled forward in the darkness until we reached an unknown place. There was an unknown stone tablet covered with all sorts of strange patterns... We have no supplies and no direction... Whew, we need support."
“Impossible. Zombies couldn’t possibly injure Li Si. Even if there were several times more zombies, it wouldn’t be possible.” Lu Gang said, “Li Si is a corpse driver, the most effective counter to zombies.”
“There was a cultivator,” He Lili said from the side. “In an instant, he knocked down Li Si and killed Mo Wuge.”
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