Chapter 193: Lost Soul
"Run! Run! "Ilsa is a forest elf, living in the fringe tribe of the forest elves, although the life is not rich, but it is relatively happy, with a beautiful wife, and a pair of lovely children, in a few years, the children will be turned into professionals, whenever I think of this, Ilsa's heart is happy.
But this happy feeling ended today, when hundreds of trolls stormed the small village where he lived, cutting down the trees they lived on, spoiling their crops, killing their relatives, and Ilsa came all the way back from the outside of the village, hacking down the troll who had killed his wife, and then blocking the doorway, attracting the attention of the other trolls, and at the same time letting his children run away.
"Nope! Father! Let's go together! "Ilsa's son, a half-grown son named Sharlan, was shouting at his father at the window, but the next scene completely shocked his soul, and three rough axes tore Ilsa's body fiercely, and the skinny elf was torn to pieces like a rag doll!
"No!" Shahran yelled frantically, but was grabbed by his sister.
"Brother, it's time to go!" Erna bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, and pulled Shahran from the windowsill to the ground.
"For revenge!" After falling on the ground, Shaerlan also came to his senses, touched a handful of tears, and then got up and ran in the direction of the forest, where there was hope of survival.
But in the next moment, hope was shattered, because three trolls were standing in front of the brother and sister with two-handed axes in front of them.
Boom! There was a soft thud. Sharlan pulled out his dagger with lightning and blocked Erna behind him, but his trembling legs betrayed the fear in his heart, and made the three troll headhunters in front of him laugh wildly.
Snort! Three times in succession, it seemed that something flew past his scalp at a very fast speed, and the stirred wind and waves hung on Shaerlan's scalp painfully, making him subconsciously close his eyes, and at the same time, there was a disgusting sound of flesh tearing in his ears.
"This must be the sound of me being torn apart." With his eyes closed, Shahran thought.
"Brother. Brother...", my sister's voice came from behind him. Makes Shahran wonder, shouldn't he have died?
So Shahran subconsciously opened his eyes and found that the blue patch in front of him was all the blood of the troll. And the 3 trolls who were standing in front of him before. Now it's all scattered on the ground in the form of parts.
"This is ......" looked at the situation in front of him. Shahran was also dumbfounded, just standing here blankly wiping the blood from his face.
"Kill 3, it's like saving 2 people. We're going down now. Karel let go of the cannon button and shouted at the man behind him, turning the joystick and slowly falling to the ground.
The landed VTOL brought a new panic to the elven villagers who had suffered the disaster, causing them to flee into the forest at a faster speed.
"What the hell, but we saved them." Watching the movements of these villagers, Claudir was greatly upset.
"They're still scared, okay, check these trolls and see if they can bring the dead back to life." Along the way, Karel and the others encountered many elven villages that were attacked by trolls, but the strange thing was that Claudier's redemption and the resurrection of the rice ball had no effect on the deceased, and after examining the rice ball, it was found that the dead had no soul.
The soul is the basis of resurrection, and the soul of a deceased person will wander around the corpse for about 1 day before dissipating and turning into the elements between heaven and earth, and this day is the best time for resurrection.
If there is something dark around, or the concentration of shadow elements is too high, then after a day, the soul and body will appear in the form of undead, and the body is complete enough, it will form walking corpses, skeletons and other undead, if the corpse is too bad, then the soul will wander in the world in the form of resentful spirits.
But the situation encountered in the past few days is completely different, none of the elf corpses encountered in the past few days can be resurrected, let alone a complete soul, and even soul fragments cannot be sensed, this situation is not normal.
The first few times I passed through the elf village, those trolls had already run far away, and today this time I killed a lot of trolls for the first time, hoping to find something wrong.
However, Karel didn't have much hope for this, because the creatures hit by the 30mm cannon, whether it was humans, elves, trolls, strange ghosts, or mantis people, cockroach people, or other messy things, all of them ended up in broken bones, and the larger parts of the limbs were considered blessed by God.
Seeing the white-skinned elves who came out of the big metal bird, the elves who had hid in the forest also came out with courage, and then began to negotiate with Iniven, while Karel, regardless of the strange eyes around him, was still rummaging through the stinking corpses.
"Did you save us?" A crisp voice sounded in his ears, and Karel turned his head to see that it was a man and a woman, two and a half children, and the male elf child was stained with a lot of blood, as if it was the two he had just saved.
"That's right." Karel glanced at it, and then went on to degrade the stones on the ground, severed hands, broken feet, heads, every piece of flesh, every stump, to wipe the blood and look through it carefully.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." The brief conversation didn't interfere with Karel's work, and it didn't take long for Karel to spot an anomaly.
It's the weapons used by these trolls.
The weapons of these trolls are not particularly sophisticated, but they are not primitive, and they are large two-handed axes, the surface of which is comparable to a horse's wheel, and the whole thing is made of metal, which is not particularly beautiful, but quite sturdy and durable.
What attracted Karel was a red gem at the end of the axe's handle.
As Karel brought his hand closer to the gem, he saw that a mist began to form on his hand, and then wisps of mist poured into the gem, and at the same time, a strong discomfort came from Karel's body, as if something was gnawing at his body.
The soul is devoured, your soul is devoured, you feel weak.
There is such a debuff in the status bar, and in a literal sense, this thing should be the culprit for the inability of these elves to be resurrected.
According to the current war situation, the act of sucking souls to make people unable to resurrect is very stupid, first of all, people who can resurrect art are very rare in this world, and unlike these rice balls, they only need a 10-second reading note, and the cost of resurrecting the dead is very high, so high that only a handful of people at the top of those nobles can be fortunate enough to feel it.
In the same way, the value of a gem that can absorb the soul is sky-high, but if you look at the three axes in front of you, they are all inlaid with this gem.
Trolls are all local tyrants, don't you have a lot of money?
Karel grumbled as he used his dagger to pry the Soul Drain Gem off the handle of the axe.
But here's the problem, when the gem is pried off and before it hits the ground, it begins to weather, shatter, and finally turns into a handful of white powder.
“WTF!!” Seeing the scene in front of him, Karel was not calm, tens of thousands of gold coins said that they were gone, what the hell is this?
He didn't dare to remove a gem, Karel picked up a touch of powder and observed it carefully, he knew that the soul draining gem was hard, it was impossible to turn it into powder lightly, and this was probably some kind of imitation.
Unable to see anything from the powder, Karel looked at the part of the axe that had been set with gems, and a small magic circle caught his eye.
"Energy Conduction Circle? An axe made entirely of demonic metal actually made of an energy conduction circle? Karel was puzzled.
"This is an energy transmission array, not an energy conduction array, simply put, it is used to transmit energy to a designated location, and it is generally used in urban defense weapons, just like radio, to transmit energy flows over long distances." This was Claudier's explanation, she recognized the circle, and what it was for.
Hmm, energy, teleportation, soul absorption, etc.!
Karel suddenly felt as if he had grasped something, and then turned to Claudir and asked, "What is the maximum distance of this circle?" ”
"Theoretically, it's infinite, and you can teleport anywhere in this world, what, did you find anything?"
"This was originally a gem, a gem that would drain souls, but now all the souls of the dead here are gone, and underneath the gem is a teleportation circle, which means ......"
"These trolls are collecting souls!!" Karel, Onigiri and Claudir shouted out almost at the same time.
The soul is one of the original forces of this world, and because of this characteristic of the soul, it is very suitable for some not very good activities.
First of all, demons, demons like to imprison their souls in the Hoop Soul Crystal, as a currency transaction, the soul that has lost its body can be preserved forever in the Hoop Soul Crystal, no feeling, forever awake, there is no more tragic fate in the world.
The second is to use it for sacrifices, through guò sacrifice a large number of souls, and creatures from other worlds, most of them refer to the monsters in the twisted void to trade, recruit these monsters to serve themselves for a period of time, and the practice of these trolls in front of them is exactly the same as the preparation of the sacrifice, then it proves that this group of disgusting big noses is going to make a big move.
"What then?" Hearing Karel and the others' analysis, Iniwen also panicked.
"Let's go to the elven capital first, complete the deal, and with the new weapons, we can slaughter the trolls in turn, and then the problem will be solved." Karel patted Iniven on the shoulder and comforted.
However, Karel's eyes were shining with a strange light at the moment, and what he was thinking of was definitely not the solution to the crisis. (To be continued......)