This is an ice cellar, it is very spacious, Xiao Ling and a few people walked towards the ice cellar, the ice wall inside the ice cellar is covered with all kinds of ice reliefs, these reliefs are very exquisite, the characters on the reliefs are simply lifelike, just like alive.

"What a clever technique." Tianmad looked at these reliefs and said.

The edges of these reliefs are very rounded, without any corners, which shows that the carving technique is very skillful, and the person who carved these reliefs is either a master carver or a master of playing with a dagger, otherwise it is impossible to carve such a perfect relief.

The surrounding space became more open, Xiao Ling and the others looked into the distance, and the scene in front of them made Xiao Ling and the others stay on the spot, as if they had come to a statue exhibition hall, in this space, there are countless statues on display, there are flowers, birds and trees, and elves of different appearances, these statues are portrayed vividly, outlining a scene of a comfortable and peaceful elf village, making Xiao Ling and the others feel as if they have suddenly returned to the forest of life.

There are six or seven hundred statues in the vicinity, and as far as the eye can see, there is no end to it.

Xiao Ling and the others were amazed, shuttling among these statues, and it can be seen from these exquisite statues how attentive this carver is and how much he loves life.

A person who does not love life cannot carve such beautiful things.

"Here are some words." Mu Lin shouted in the distance.

The crowd gathered in that direction, and it was a statue of an elf, handsome, with his fingers folded, kneeling reverently before an old elf.

Xiao Ling and the others glanced at the back of the elf statue, there were some small characters engraved on it, and they could feel those handwriting by touching it with their fingers.

Mu Lin's jade fingers swiped over the line and read it softly: "I will spend my life repenting of my sins, and may your soul rest in the realm of God." ”

Xiao Ling and the others glanced at each other, it seemed that the fallen elf assassin felt remorse for killing the elven elder, and carved such a statue here to express the guilt in his heart.

But no matter how guilty he was, he had become an unforgivable sinner.

Xiao Ling and the others walked towards the depths of the main hall, the space here was very large, shuttling through the delicate ice sculptures, and everyone entered a corridor, and at the end of the corridor was an ice room.

Xiao Ling and the others saw a person in a black tight-fitting suit standing inside the ice room, he looked at Xiao Ling and the others, showed a warm smile, and said, "Hello." ”

After Xiao Ling and the others saw each other's faces clearly, their hearts were shocked, wasn't he the fallen elf assassin?

Xiao Ling and the others were secretly vigilant, confirming that all the ways had been blocked, and the entire team formation was also the most suitable battle formation, so they were relieved to face the fallen elf assassin.

The smile of the fallen elf assassin was very friendly, and there seemed to be no malicious intent, Xiao Ling and the others were confused, what exactly did he want to do.

"Are you from the Forest of Life?" The Fallen Elf Assassin calmly looked at Xiao Ling and the others and asked.

"Yes." Tianmad hesitated for a moment and replied.

"Sure enough." The Fallen Elf Assassin looked a little gloomy, but then said with relief, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time. ”

The brainless words of the fallen elves made Xiao Ling and the others a little confused.

"What does he want to do?" Makino asked in the team's voice.

Everyone was also puzzled, why did the Fallen Elf Assassin wait for Xiao Ling and a few people to come in this place and not run away, and said these inexplicable words, from the meaning of the Fallen Elf Assassin's words, Xiao Ling guessed, could it be that he already had the will to die?

"Would you like to hear the story of a fallen elf?" The Fallen Elf Assassin looked at Xiao Ling and the others and said, his eyes full of anticipation.

After Tian Mad and Xiao Ling glanced at each other, Tian Mad nodded, but he did not let his guard down, and instructed everyone in the team's voice to pay attention to every move of the Fallen Elf Assassin as much as possible, so as not to prevent him from waiting for an opportunity to escape.

The Fallen Elf Assassin suddenly laughed happily, his smile was like that of a child, and this happy emotion infected Xiao Ling and the others, and Xiao Ling and the others became more relaxed. Xiao Ling's hand shook the staff, and there was absolutely no room for negligence at this time.

"It's been a long time since anyone listened to my story." The Fallen Elf Assassin looked at Xiao Ling and the others and said seriously, "Thank you. ”

Xiao Ling didn't answer, and listened quietly, and the Fallen Elf Assassin looked at the ceiling, his eyes revealing profound memories, and he spoke slowly.

Once upon a time, there was a happy elf, he was loved by an elven elder from birth, and lived happily in the forest of life, the elder said that he was a once-in-a-century genius of the elven race, and could grow into a great assassin, so whenever he got along with his friends, he seemed very arrogant and unsociable, he felt that he was better than all of them, and he also tried his best to do his best, and practiced desperately, he was indeed very good, only Merck and Ormon were better than him.

I'm a genius, and he reminds himself every day that he believes that the elders won't lie to him.

The peaceful life lasted until the moment when he was about to become an adult at the age of three thousand, however, everything changed because of that ring.

By the time he was three thousand years old, he was already a very powerful assassin, and one day he returned from his cultivation in the Forest of Death, and picked up a ring at the edge of the Forest of Death, which was a very delicate cold silver ring, which was very valuable. So he bent down and picked it up, and the moment he picked up the cold silver ring, he seemed to hear a distant and ancient voice calling in his heart: Have me, with me you can gain great power.

Despite some doubts in his mind, he picked up the ring.

This is obviously a ring of great power, and with him, I can defeat Merck, defeat Ormon, and become the most powerful person, he told himself in his heart. But the ring belonged to someone else, and the elder said that what he picked up should be returned to its original owner, or disposed of by the council of elders, so he struggled violently in his heart, and after feeling the powerful power contained in the ring, the greed in his heart finally prevailed, and he decided to have the ring.

Go kill that damn stork, and I'll give you great power, the ring said to the elf. That damn stork actually stole my fruit, I must kill it, I don't know why, a trace of killing thought rose in his heart. So, this elf who never harmed any life, killed a little stork, after killing the stork, he really gained great strength, and soon promoted to the fifth order assassin, that year, he was only a three-thousand-year-old elf who had just come of age, countless beautiful words surrounded him, everyone told him that he was a rare genius in the elf clan in a hundred years, he was immersed in this wonderful feeling, and even gave up cultivation, after which his strength was no longer an inch, and he was soon overtaken by those friends before.

No, I'm a genius, I can't be surpassed by others, I want to be strong! He shouted in his heart, but everything was in vain, and he still did not become strong.

One day, the ring tells him that as long as you kill a silver Pegasus, I can give you great power. Another day, the ring tells him that as long as you kill a unicorn, I can give you great power. So he became a 'genius' again, and was once again shrouded in a dazzling aura.

Guided by the ring, he killed one creature after another, and eventually even he forgot how much blood he had on his hands, but in the world of elves, he was always revered as a genius.

Time passed quietly, and he became a seventh-order assassin, and everyone told him that you could become a powerful lower god-level assassin, follow the footsteps of the Moon Goddess, and become a powerful and eternal being, even he himself was convinced.

But since he became a seventh-order assassin, he no longer has any savings, he is anxious, but no matter how he calls the ring, the ring does not answer, the years gradually pass, those former friends have also become sixth-order professionals, he is anxious, he is not willing to be surpassed by them.

Until one day, the ring told him that as long as you kill the elven elder, I can give you great power.

No, I can't do that, he's an elven elder, an elder who has loved me since I was a child, I can't kill him!

The ring fell silent again, and no matter how much he called, there was no answer.

When his friends also became seventh-order professionals, he was still a seventh-order professional, and everyone was disappointed in him, and the elven elven elder's attitude towards him was much colder, and he felt as if he had been abandoned by everyone. Even Merck could look at him with arrogance, because Merck had just reached the eighth order.

Failure haunts his heart, tormenting him every day, and the words of the ring ringing in his heart over and over again, as long as you kill the elven elder, I can give you great power. And then he struggled in his mind, no, I can't do that.

(To be continued)