Chapter 212

Evya was suddenly attacked by rolle. She cried at once. It hurt her heart. It's better not to kiss.

"Mr. Orianna, please help her disinfect and stop bleeding."

Rolle quickly reminded.

Ariana cast a spell and wrapped her fingertips. In the blink of an eye, the wound stopped bleeding and didn't hurt.

Rolle also cooperated from the side, took out the small manual of divine arts, and poured all three divine arts into evya's body.

Although he did it very accurately, leaving only a very small wound, and probably only one or two drops of blood, the injury is not as bad as the injury he accidentally suffered when cutting vegetables. He will be fine after a few days.

But in this environment, it's better to be as careful as possible.

But evya still stared at rolle with a sad face, like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

The sacrificial knife glued with blood also began to emit bursts of dark red light, which looked quite strange.

With a sacrificial knife, Rolle approached the stone gate that refused to give in anyway. He only heard a loud noise, and the stone gate slowly rose up

The faces of the people present were embarrassed

They tried to push forward and pull back and separate to the left and right sides, but they didn't expect that the door was actually a lifting structure. They knew they wouldn't have to toss about so much. Wouldn't it be good to lift the door directly with brute force?

Why did the elves in ancient times like to write articles on the door?

So they went up the stairs to the top of the temple.

This floor is different from the 11 floors below.

It is no longer as clean and tidy as if it had not been invaded by time as the lower floors, but a mess. It is surrounded by thick dust. The floors and walls are severely weathered, looking old and decaying.

The air is no longer fresh and dry, but full of some kind of pungent stench that is difficult to describe.

Rolle and others can make do with the air filtration of the visor, while evya almost fainted.

Rolle quickly signaled her to go back to the lower level and wait.

The top temple looks like a historical site that has really gone through thousands of years.

They found that there were no exquisite murals on the walls here, but distorted and ugly words, which made people uncomfortable and vaguely revealed some strange fluctuations.

This kind of writing has also appeared in the underground ruins of the fertile valley before, which basically proves that lucacia was sealed by the two races.

Considering the purpose of this text, should it constitute some kind of powerful seal?

The twin emperors finally walked into the highest temple and sealed themselves inside?

On the wall, the characters in many places were seriously damaged, leaving several deep and long claw marks. At first glance, it was left by some powerful demon, which made people shudder.

Probably the kind of monster recorded on the two doors?

Such traces can be seen everywhere on the walls and floors. It seems that the monsters imprisoned here once frantically scratched the walls and floors.

In the middle of the temple, a dry skeleton remained.

The skeleton structure looks similar to that of humans, but some details are different. It should be left by an elf.

The head of the skeleton was covered with a crown of thorns, and dense spikes penetrated deeply into his skull and fixed on his head.

The hands, feet and limbs of the skeleton were tightly locked by an iron chain thicker than an adult's arm, extended around, and then deeply nailed into the floor to firmly fix the skeleton in the middle.

Clear grinding marks can be seen on the wrists and ankles of the bones, indicating that they had a very violent struggle before they died.

Centered on the bones, the surrounding floor was densely lined with twisted and ugly words and more terrible claw marks, which scratched the whole floor.

It seems that it was not an elf who was imprisoned here before, but the terrible monster.

Seeing this miserable scene, people with a little association ability can guess what happened inside.

In order to bear a curse on the group, the twin emperors sealed themselves on the top of the temple, and then became some kind of demon under the influence of the curse.

He suffered extraordinary pain and suffering here.

But his group survived and was saved.

"He finally failed to escape, and there was no sign that the surrounding walls were damaged, indicating that he became a demon under the power of curse, and was tortured to death by the power of seal and curse..."

"I have examined it carefully with perception. There is no residue of curse here, which shows that he has successfully eliminated the curse left by a God in this way."

Orianna speculated and sighed in a low voice.

"What a respectful emperor."

The atmosphere was too heavy. Rolle stood in front of the skeleton and didn't want to talk. He just nodded silently.

Influenced by this atmosphere, Cori lowered her head and took the initiative to take Rolle's hand.

Then she looked at olliana next to her and took her hand.

The small and short figure holding two adults from left to right makes the picture look very family.

A moment later, Rolle shook his head and whispered:

"I don't think he should be treated like this after death..."

"Such a hero should have a more decent ending."

Olliana paused and asked in a low voice:

"Is it to transport his body back to the imperial capital?"

Rolle shook his head repeatedly. He didn't want the respected emperor to become an exhibit in the museum, so he explained:

"No, it's right here. Just make a simple arrangement. Don't transport it back to the imperial capital for research."

If someone else put forward this opinion, Orianna would certainly oppose it and scold it fiercely. The remains of this ancient strong man itself have high research value, especially the twin emperors also bear the curse from the gods, which is more meaningful.

So even if it was her husband's proposal, she hesitated for a long time. After repeatedly weighing the pros and cons in her heart, she nodded and said:

"OK, I respect your opinion."

Anyway, it's just the ritual scene left here, which is also of great research value. Since my husband insisted so much and couldn't beat him, I had to follow his meaning.

"Well, let's start by cutting off these shackles."

Rolle said, taking out his sword from his left hand.

Seeing this, the villagers who had been watching the live broadcast of archaeology cheered up, and the fat man quickly said:

"The village head's ritual is about to begin. Get ready!"

ADA then stood up and began to command the villagers who lent him sacrifices.

In addition to the bottle, seeds and teeth put into ror's left hand, the remaining offerings that he had touched before and threw into the cultural relics pile were sent to the other floors of the temple in various forms under the remote control of the villagers.

Some offerings disappear directly out of thin air, and then appear in the corresponding layers out of thin air.

Others make themselves transparent and invisible, and then fly away the corresponding number of layers.

Others are directly decomposed into particles invisible to the naked eye and re polymerized at designated positions.

In just a few seconds, those sacred objects took their place.

As a perfect holy thing, these are only basic operations.

What's left is the gold pocket watch that ADA borrowed from the corn man.

"They're all in place. Go over there and I'll help you."

Then he started his pocket watch and disguised the shapes of Ah Da and ah ER as ordinary passers-by.

Then, their figures disappeared in place and appeared at the bottom of the temple.

A general threw his pocket watch gently and let him float in the air. Then he showed a relieved expression and sat down on the spot.

Ah er's poker face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, also showed a look of relief. He sat on the ground and leaned back to back with Ah Da.

All they can do has been done, and the rest depends on the wishes of the village head.

No one knows whether rolle will help and help them cut off the responsibility and shackles of the millennium.

But I've done everything I can.

The rest, just wait.

Just like the hundreds of years they lived on the top of the temple.

On Rolle's side, he didn't know the changes inside the temple. He was wearing a solemn and serious face, holding his sword flat in his hands and wiping it slowly.

Kerry also posed in the same position.

It seems that father and daughter are going to make a sword together.

Opposite them, the remains of the twin emperors still maintained their last posture before death. They were kneeling on the ground and holding their hands high, as if they were struggling for the last time before death.

Rolle repeatedly asked Orianna to confirm that there was no danger on the remains. He closed his eyes and experienced it carefully. He didn't turn up his vigilance trained by perennial fighting before he waved his sword.

At the same time, Cori cut out a sword light.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The sword collided with the heavy iron chain, making four crisp sounds, and then it broke neatly and fell heavily on the ground.

Perhaps affected by the inertia of the falling off of the iron chain, the remains were still kneeling, but there were some changes in the posture. The originally raised arms hung down and the originally high head hung down.

It looked like kneeling down in front of the Rolles.

The two brothers, adaah, hiding on the bottom floor, trembled slightly, and felt what changes seemed to have taken place in themselves.

They can't help themselves as like as two peas down to their knees, holding their positions in exactly the same way as the remains.

"That's not decent enough, is it?"

Rohr thought in a low voice, and then suddenly remembered the coffin that suddenly jumped out of the skeleton.

"Wait for me. I'll come as soon as I go."

With that, he started the boost function of deformed armor, ran to the ground floor quickly, and then found the gorgeous and conspicuous coffin in the pile of cultural relics.

Then, under the surprised eyes of other archaeologists, he picked up the coffin and ran back to the top floor.

Thanks to the help of deformed armor, it would be difficult for him to exercise so much.

"Although I don't know whose coffin it is, it's all like this. Just make do with it."

Rolle said, put the coffin in the middle of the floor, where the remains were imprisoned, and then picked up the remains of the twin emperors and put them into the coffin.

The coffin was wide, the remains were thin, and there was still a lot of space left in it.

"It is reasonable to say that these extra parts should be filled with some funerary objects, but now the things in the temple are precious cultural relics, which is not easy to operate."

"Alas, they are all vulgar things anyway. They don't bring life or death. People like you shouldn't care about this detail?"

Lol said with a smile, reaching out to adjust the posture of the remains to make him look more peaceful.

All the preparations were made before he closed the lid.

"Well, it's a decent funeral for you. Although I'm not an elf, but a human enemy, I still have respect..."

"There is also a descendant of your elves on the lower floor. I'll call her up later and make up a few words for you. Is it a complete funeral?"

"If you have a spirit in heaven or something, don't thank me. Just help my daughter. I hope she can be healthy and happy forever..."

Rolle whispered a few words there in accordance with the customs of the earth.

In the layers he couldn't see, the arranged sacrifices also began to shine slightly, or spin in the air and began to release their power.

Before rolle knew it, the ritual had taken effect.

But it will take some time to complete.

Maybe it won't officially end until rolle calls evya and completes the final steps of the funeral.

Even the villagers can't see what role this ritual will play.

In their opinion, Rolle's arrangement and treatment are actually quite hasty, not serious or rigorous, not in line with the common sense and logic of transcendence, and even have little sense of ritual.

Such rituals may fail, but they may also cause some terrible consequences

But it really worked, and even the sacrifices responded.

This is really the magic of the village head. His operation will never be understood by others.

Rolle then planned to go downstairs to call evya and ask her to say something as an elf descendant to remember the great emperor and complete the final steps of the funeral.

Orianna had been silently watching Rolle's operation and trying to analyze whether there was any deep meaning in it.

But suddenly, her perception found something and turned to the temple wall.

Her perception told him that far outside the temple, probably in the direction of Shuangfeng fortress, there was a large chaotic and huge power fluctuation.

There seems to be something in great trouble.

And this wave is still moving towards the temple, fast and closer!

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Here is today's list:

Thanks to the generous rewards of several friends, such as the devil jiabaili, MX, Acer, whose combat power is equal to half a goose, dabundan, a pig who loves reading, Muyi ink shadow, and many monsters in the mountains.

Well, it's really ceremonial to pull the list on Christmas day.