Noha giggled, "It's true, it's funny." ”

"You long-eared friend, you know a lot. It seems that I am a little hopeful that this matter can be resolved. Zoe said.

"Noha, don't just laugh. Explain?" Moran said.

"The Bestiary Crystal says that if you imitate the sound of cooing, you will be mistaken for a companion by an oxygen octopus. ”

"So the cry of the oxygen octopus is cooing?" said Silai.

"How is this possible?" Moran thought it was a joke.

Before the words fell, the little oxygen octopus cooed twice very appropriately.

"Well, let's get down to business, where's that box?"

Moran pretended nothing had happened.

From the treasure vault, Zoe had another locked chest with a locked still jewelry box inside......

Like a nesting doll, a delicate object the size of a music box was finally taken out from the depths of the layers.

"It's a lot smaller than I thought it would be. Moran said, "Silly, do you know anything about the lich?"

"Lich?" Cele explained, a little confused, "the final product of paranoid necromancers, who, with the support of powerful undead spells, will turn into lichs with a very small chance, and eventually spend their lives in the humble and empty realm of the undead. ”

"Is there any other way to become a lich?"

"Yes, and a lot. Full of resentment, strong hatred, and strong reluctance to the world...... They all have a chance to become undead creatures, but to become a lich, it takes a lot of luck and some special conditions......"

Silai's words grew slower and slower, and he looked at Zoe.

“...... So that's why you're obsessed with Moran?"

By now, he had been able to guess Zoe's lich identity.

Zoe snorted coldly and didn't answer.

Moran continued, "But she's not perfect, and it's beyond imagination that she's been able to hold on until now. She wanted me to figure it out...... Of course, it's best if you can solve it, even if you can't solve it......"

"A powerful dark elemental talent is also Edgar's best help...... "Celestial continued, "a good calculation indeed. ”

"Not exactly what?" Noha looked at them quizzically.

"Noha, please identify this little box. Moran said.

She had a serious suspicion that it had something to do with the Lich Box.

"But just do your best, and if the quality of this thing is beyond your ability, stop immediately. ”

Although they wanted to help, Moran didn't feel that they were worth some dangerous move.

"I'll do my best!" Noha took the box energetically.

Looks like he's going to use twelve points of strength.

Noha's body glowed with a faint silver, which matched the metallic sheen on his body......

For a moment, Moran thought of the little gray man who came to Earth in a flying saucer.

This light lasted for a long time, even for a minute.

When the light faded, Noha also collapsed weakly, only to be caught by Edgar behind him.

Noha said, "The grade of this thing is too advanced, even if you use all the power of the dragon veins, you can't draw any conclusions. The grade is unknown, and the usage is unknown...... The only thing I got was its name...... Crate of the Undead. ”

This result seemed to have been expected by Moran for a long time, and she reached out and channeled some dragon vein power into Nuoha, allowing him to ease up a little.

Silai took advantage of this to pick up the Sacred Crate of the Dead and study it in his hands.

"This isn't something you can touch casually!" Zoe accused, with some displeasure.

Celestial ignored it and continued to examine the box carefully.

Eventually, he found a strange symbol in the corner of the box.

Silai blurred away the crystallization of ten thousand words and saw the specific words on it.

It is the language of the Dark Elves.

He seemed to have thought of something, and then tried to open the box.

But the box didn't move, and it didn't accept the power of his dragon vein.

"It must be a dark attribute to be able to open it. Zoe said coldly, "But there's nothing in there." ”

Silai didn't seem to believe Zoe's words and handed the box to Moran.

The latter opened it with ease.

The inside is a square groove, but there is no silk on the inside, and the inside is the same as the outside, which is like an ebony thick touch.

"Noha, give me that notebook. Silai said.

"Which one?"

"I think it's the one with the black skull. Moran also understood something.

Noha took the Dark Elf note out of her personal space.

Moran took it and easily put the note into the box.

Tight-fitting.

It seems to have existed here.

Moran finally noticed the familiarity that the skeletons on the outside of the box brought her.

Because it's exactly the same as the skeleton on the note.

Seeley reminded, "The bottom left corner of the front of the box. ”

Moran rubbed it lightly with his fingers, "Andronisa Passakil?"

This name, which is mentioned in the Dark Elf Notes, is the owner of the note, and obviously, the owner of the box.

"Why is this box here?" Moran said.

She was surprised in her heart, why did this same item appear on two different floors?

"It should be said...... Why did these two things come in?" said Cele, earnestly, "maybe it has something to do with me?"

"No way. Moran said, "This box is a Campo heirloom, at least a few hundred years old. You're only twenty-five!"

"Oh my God! is this young man twenty-five!" Zoe was surprised, "It's unbelievable that he's been single and unmarried!" Edgar, aren't you going to be a little more aggressive?

Silai pursed his lips, showing dissatisfaction, but he still restrained it well and said politely.

"I already have the right person in mind, but I don't have a good day in mind. But your son, you do have to be a little more positive. ”

Moran coughed lightly twice, and Silai also received the complaint in the other party's eyes.

He shut up in time and instead focused his mind on what was in front of him.

"But there's nothing about half-lich in this. Silai said.

Perhaps it should be said that the magic recorded in the Dark Elf Notes has long gone beyond the level of focusing on such a "small thing" as how to become a lich.

And ninety percent of the magic recorded in this book is simply impossible to achieve with their current strength.

"May I ask, how much time do you have left?" said Cele.

Moran, however, shook his head and corrected his statement.

"It should be...... How much time do you have left?"