Chapter 319 Holy Bones

"...special objects or sex that we didn't notice that might have caused me to be left behind, not part of the ritual, and the devotion that went smoothly?"

Porphys reluctantly, tried to repeat the words of citalopram.

This complicated long sentence is too difficult for a husband-wife ghost who is only over a thousand years old.

After all, citalopram does not speak Elvish.

The two of them can have a dialogue, just because citalopram, as a half-dead daughter, can talk to all ghosts. But this conversation itself is still very reluctant...

As a user of descendant languages, Citalopram can basically understand the words of Porphys; while Porfis listens to Citalopram, which is basically equivalent to hanging artificial intelligence translation software for simultaneous interpretation and communication.

Citalopram repeated it twice before Porphys finally understood the meaning of citalopram.

Boffis tilted her head and fell into deep thought: "What must be said..."

"Really?"

Seeing Porphys in deep thought, Citalopram asked in surprise.

She just asked a tentative question according to the command of Si Anke.

The result seems to be the first sentence to try out something?

"Maybe..."

Boffis bit her thumb and thought with a frown, "I don't remember very well... Come with me."

"Oh yes, Porphys."

Citalopram struck while the iron was hot: "I'm here to collect a curse material called 'Frost Whisperer's Frozen Blood'. Do you know where it is?"

"Do you have friends who want to advance to Frostwhisper?"

Boffis was a little surprised: "That must have the element affinity of the Frost Domain?"

"He should be fine."

Citalopram replied uncertainly: "He is the heir to the Duchy of Winter..."

"Stop, stop! Not to mention the Principality of Winter, I don't even know the Kingdom of Winter..."

Boffis said helplessly: "What I know about the outside world now,

It's just the chatter of the little wizards who come here..."

"Then do you know the old grandmother?"

"...Cold-blooded lady, I'm sure I know."

Poffis said with some nostalgia: "My mother even collected a portrait of an old grandmother before. I even saw that painting when I was a child. The old grandmother in the painting can move, speak and growl. This kind of dynamic 's paintings, in our time, only Javon could paint... Can you do that now?"

"...No, at least I haven't seen it."

Citalopram was silent for a while before replying "no" against his will.

She almost said, "Yes, I see it every day, but we usually call this kind of dynamic painting a gif silly picture".

"Ok……"

Boffis looked at citalopram suspiciously, and obviously saw the wavering and hesitation of citalopram, but she wisely bypassed the topic and continued: "Later, in order to store the holy skeleton, my mother put the The painting was sold to a dragon...for forty pieces of living dragon blood."

"What is the holy skeleton?"

Citalopram suddenly heard a term he had never heard of, or even seen on a forum.

And at the prompt of Dove and Si Anke, the number of players watching her live broadcast suddenly increased sharply.

Like the old man in the monitoring room, Annan, who had several windows lined up in front of him, also focused his attention.

- He had never heard the word.

Sounds a bit like a relic or something...

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it, and I've only heard it once or twice."

Boffi answered without hesitation.

She glanced at citalopram, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you know the saints of your time?"

"...No, I don't understand at all."

Citalopram shook his head.

Boffis grimaced: "Do you have to start from the beginning... You always know the principle of the curse, right?"

Should I know... or should I not know?

"...Ah, I know roughly."

Citalopram paused and replied in a low voice.

Boffis breathed a sigh of relief and then explained: "Generally speaking, saints refer to those great saints who have disclosed their curses to everyone. Because the number of keepers is extremely large, their souls can hardly eroded.

"But not all those who are publicly cursed can become saints... Because many people do not disclose their own curses because they have excellent willpower and excellent character. More, because they themselves are insignificant, Even because their spells are hard to exploit.

"If you want to become a saint, you must first reach the position of 'dyeing' and complete the dyeing of the soul. After that, they will implement the deed of saints and integrate the holy bones into their bodies.

"For every tenfold increase in the number of keepers, the increase in erosion in nightmares or when using forbidden powers will be reduced by half; and they will also increase their resistance to ritual curses because of their oath protection. Sex, the superhumans born based on the power of the curse, it is difficult to cause harm to the saints.

"In this technology, the holy bones themselves will also provide powerful power to the saints - the power stored in the holy bones by the saints of the previous generation."

"...sounds strong."

Citalopram was a little excited.

Kind of like... a magic engraving?

But Boffis shook his head: "It's really strong, but holy skeletons are very rare. In our era, there were only six holy skeletons... and holy skeletons are not able to identify with everyone.

"If the saints deviate from the deed of the saints, the power gained from the bones of the saints will be lost. And if the saints keep following the deeds of saints, they will... gradually become feared by people."

"……why?"

Citalopram finds this claim a little odd.

If the saints are the strongest supernatural beings who have exposed their weaknesses to the public and walked the earth to purify their nightmares... people should love them more than fear them.

Boffis sighed and explained: "The theme of the holy skeleton will not change, but in order to get the recognition of the holy skeleton, it is necessary to establish a holy deed that can persuade the holy skeleton. You can understand that... the holy skeleton is the An 'inheritable' shrine.

"The original holy skeleton is what was left after the death of a sage who voluntarily gave up the sublimation ceremony and disclosed the curse after his own truth was completely perfected. The holy skeleton is the crystallization of the soul and the book of truth. And the follow-up The sage bones are just the sages of the descendants, and they are just doing this kind of sage thing again.

"For this reason, the concept held by the holy skeleton itself cannot be completely positive. The holy deed was created to restrain this curse, the highest level of bondage... the ultimate form of the power of 'oath'.

"At the end of the sublimation ceremony, the gods will also make a holy deed. But they usually only tell their pope about that holy deed, and it is passed down from generation to generation by popes. But the saints will pass their own The holy deed is made public...but no matter how beloved the saint is, there will always be opponents.

"For example, there was a saint in our time, and the theme of his holy bones was 'mercy'. And he was really a good man...even a bad guy. Even if he was an enemy, he would Forgive him, and try to save him; he would rather suffer himself than save others from hell... He crossed the living desert to the Empire in order to help more people."

"Sounds like a nice guy."

Citalopram said.

She added in her heart: "I always feel that there will be three apprentices by my side."

"But the holy deed he made was 'I swear I will never kill anyone'. And he was eventually provoked by a very wicked villain... The moment he moved to kill, the holy skeleton abandoned him. ."

...It sounds like the judgment of this holy skeleton is a bit silly.

Or should I blame the benevolent saint for making the holy deed for himself too strict?

Citalopram frowned slightly, not knowing what to say.

She was silent for a while, then asked, "So, the holy skeleton here..."

"...Do you remember what I just said, the source of the first holy skeleton?"

Miss Porphys asked rhetorically.

Citalopram moved in his heart and was taken aback: "No way..."

Boffis nodded and admitted it neatly.

"What my mother got back then was the first holy skeleton in history.

"—its attribute is, 'justice'."

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