Chapter 787 Ancient Spirit II

"This is the 'Old Spirit'?"

Dean turned around, looked at the man in leaves and his hair and beard covered his face, and asked back.

"Well, this is the 'Old Spirit'! Or, to be more precise... this is the statue of the 'Old Spirit' - the 'Old Spirit' that appeared in my mind when I touched the remains of the 'Old Spirit' I carved it out of a piece of oak!"

The middle-aged man nodded and said.

Then, I introduced myself naturally.

"I'm Blanc, the elder of 'Kara' village!"

"Dean, Dean Ken Zelgon!"

Dean responded.

"It's great to have outsiders entering our village, especially with good intentions!"

Blank smiled.

Of course, because the beard and hair cover his face, Dean can only judge such a smile by the other party's tone of voice and the movement of the beard and hair.

However, one thing is certain, the other party is not malicious.

"My old buddy just sent me your kindness—curiosity, doubts, vigilance, but no malice...Of course, your current curiosity, doubts, and vigilance still exist!"

Blanc patted the tree trunk and said.

"Old boy?"

Dean pointed to the towering tree under his feet in surprise.

"The 'Ancient Spirit' gave us not only the surviving 'Kara' village, but also the ability to communicate and communicate with plants!"

Blank laughed.

With such laughter, the whole tree shook again, as if echoing Bronke's words.

And this made Dean look at the statue again.

mink!

Dean could identify the animal.

In the Emerald North, where the barbarians live, these creatures are known for their swiftness,

Likewise, the value of its fur is quite high. Enough to make every hunter flock to it.

After all, that's enough Kimptons for the whole family to get through the winter.

Especially the complete fur is of high value, and is very popular among nobles in the emerald city.

It never occurred to Dean, though, that Mink would be thought of as... well. Similar to god-like worship!

Seeing Sophia kneeling on one knee, praying in a low voice, Dean thought of a similar description.

"'Ancient Spirit'?"

Dean whispered to himself, and then felt.

Whoa, whoa!

The towering tree under his feet shook its branches and leaves again. Exudes a pleasant sound.

Blanc did not stop, but stood aside with a smile.

Sophia was immersed in her own prayer, without the slightest notice.

Goodwill, vitality.

The fragrance of flowers and trees.

When Dean's perception was investigating the ancient spirit, such a feeling arose inexplicably in his heart. Even, the scent of real flowers and trees appeared on the tip of the nose.

The whole process is very short!

When Dean reacted, he forced himself to give up his perception of the statue.

Dean has a strong sense of vigilance for unknown and unknown things.

However, when Dean came back to his senses, he discovered that his previously 'banned' 'killing method', as well as some minor physical attributes, had all recovered.

"this?!"

immediately. Dean looked at the statue in surprise.

Obviously, all this is the credit of the statue.

And being able to do this step is enough to show that this statue... no. Not the statue, but the strength of the original form of the statue, at least not weaker than Mobius.

"'Ancient Spirit' is a kind god. It will not take too much from evil gods, nor will it harm life. It loves nature. It follows the way of nature..."

Bronke said slowly.

"Druid?"

Dean said such a name.

"I didn't expect outsiders to know the name Druid!"

Blank looked at Dean in surprise.

"Where I came from, there are also druids. But they are very rare! They belong to a group that is almost extinct! I have also seen records about you in some books!"

Dean said so.

"Books? That's really good stuff!"

Blank admired like this, and then. Pointing to the stool on one side, motioned for Dean to sit down.

Without refusing, Dean sat down straight.

"There used to be books here, but since the evil god came, all the books were burned! Those who obeyed her became fanatics, and those who disobeyed her were treated as sacrifices!"

Blank sighed.

"she?"

Dean noticed the word.

"Yes, she! When she appeared here back then, she looked like a lady in distress. However, that kind of peerless beauty was admired by countless people, so people took her in without hesitation. As a result... I'm afraid this is It’s a devil’s trick—countless people duel for her, from kings to slaves, they all hope that she can see them, that she can show a smile, and keep showing off her strength and ability to her, and then, His Majesty the original king finally won, she smiled at the king, and then the jealous princes killed their father, and then the war broke out..."

Speaking of this, Blanke could only sigh again and again.

"A story that inspires imagination!"

Dean commented like this.

"Shouldn't you be angry?"

After praying, Sophia looked at Dean in disbelief, as if Dean had done something excessive.

"No, I just read similar stories in many books!"

Dean shook his head and said thoughtfully.

This is the truth. Dean has indeed read similar stories from many books. Although there is a slight gap between them, there is no difference in essence.

It's all: Beauty is a disaster!

However, there is one difference. The "beauties" in the story are all miserable and innocent themselves.

But here... is the mastermind behind the scenes!

Or... this is the truth in the story?

A story within a story?

"Then what?"

Dean asked.

"Hey, Dean, I..."

"Sophia, Mr. Zelgang has his own wisdom, you can't impose your emotions on others!"

Blanc waved his hand to stop Sophia. Then, with an angry expression on Sophia's face, she continued: "The war broke out, countless people died in battle, and thousands of corpses appeared every day. Then, the earth became lifeless, and the trees began to die. Withered, when people found something wrong, the sun also disappeared... Only the lifeless moon was left! And she also showed her original face! The peerless appearance still exists, but the whole body has become like a monster aggregate!"

"She yelled loudly: 'Mordis', do you think I will lose? I will never! I will enter your domain of God and kill you! Take back everything that belongs to me!"

"'Mordes'?"

Dean was taken aback because the name was somewhat familiar.

"Yes, 'Mordis'—a name she hates, fears, and which we know nothing about!"

Bronke said.

Dean didn't seem to have heard such words at all. Still frowning.

Moments later—

"The wind of the sun, blow away all the haze. Before the turbulent year began, all the gods and mortals feared you...the god of the gods, the king of the gods...were in awe of you... "

It's like an aria, and it's like singing loudly.

Dean hummed unconsciously.

Along with such humming, the statue of the 'Ancient Spirit' on one side let out a breath of joy.

Blanke and Sophia were shocked, and the former asked again and again: "What kind of poem is Dean? What does it say? Why does the 'Old Spirit' have such a change!"

"It's a nursery rhyme from my hometown - it tells the story of Mordis, the god of the gods and the king of the gods... But. People only think it's a legend! But... I think it describes something , may be true!"

Dean said, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His eyes turned to the statue that was still exuding joy.

If it weren't for the fact that the statue was made of wood. Dean even thought it was a living thing.

Mordis?

Mordis!

Dean murmured the name silently in his heart.

Then, an inexplicable sense of connection suddenly appeared.

However, the next moment, it simply disappeared.

It seems to be an illusion!

But Dean didn't notice this, he directly thought of the words of the leader of the Baiye Martial League.

"Sure enough, it's just like what Qiu Kedi said. Godez's history is incomplete and lost, and there are many omissions in time... Otherwise, how could the so-called 'God King' be lost? "

Dean muttered to himself.

But Blanc and Sophia next to them were inexplicably surprised.

"Moldis! The 'Old Spirit' belongs to His Majesty the God-King Mordis, and that evil god should have rebelled against His Majesty the God-King. He was expelled from the God's Domain! Therefore, the 'Old Spirit' is also a true god! It was given to us Hope, lead us to fight against the evil gods!"

Bronke said excitedly.

Then, he knelt down on one knee in front of the statue and prayed repeatedly.

This time the prayer was much longer than Sophia's.

And Dean can clearly feel that in such prayers, the natural aura on Blanche's body has become more and more intense. If it was just an ordinary gold level before, this time it is like sitting on a rocket, heading straight to the 'field' class.

Snapped!

An acorn fruit appeared in front of Blanc out of nowhere.

Dean was sure there hadn't been anything there before, it didn't exist.

Dean's perception spread all around in an instant, but found nothing.

Appear out of thin air? !

Dean looked at the acorn fruit in surprise.

But Bronke picked up the acorn fruit excitedly and inexplicably, and prayed again.

...

"Kara, you're being naughty again!"

Looking at the golden oak tree missing a fruit in front of him, the man sighed softly.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

Immediately, amidst a flattering cry, a purple shadow appeared on the man's shoulder, rubbing against the man's cheek non-stop.

It was a purple mink.

Exactly the same as the 'Old Spirit'.

The first update of ps~(to be continued)