In the middle of the night, more than a hundred invisible servants roam outside the bloodflow canyon, always on the lookout for any danger that may arise. Zhou Qingfeng hugged his maid and shrunk into a nest and slept peacefully. If something is unusual, Sophia will wake him up.

It's just that the forest is safe and sound, but Xili in Zhou Qingfeng's arms opened her eyes. She lost her body and lived in the Golem, no longer sleeping. Seeing that the boy was sleeping deeply, she suddenly got up and left the nest and left the makeshift camp alone.

The environment in the forest is complex, with dead branches and rotten roots covering the ground, making it difficult to walk even if you have dark vision. Healy leapt nimbly onto the branches, leaping from trunk to trunk, walking through the darkness like a ghost.

Healy got up, and Zhou Qingfeng woke up. He shouted a few times, but received no answer, wondering what had happened to his maid. When Healy jumped on the branch, he could only follow like a werewolf.

The master and servant moved swiftly and swiftly, only making a slight sound when they stepped on the branches, which were also blown away by the incessant cold wind. After an hour or two of walking like this, they all ran more than ten kilometers away and directly entered the bloodflow canyon.

Beyond the dense and twisted woods, over the foul-smelling mire, over the rocky cliffs, Healy came to a platform deep in the canyon in a daze. This is the remains of an elven fortress.

Rubble piled up on the platform, leaving a lot of rusted and broken weapons, and there was a large number of collapsed walls on one side of the canyon. There were a large number of deep pits left by blasting inside and outside the walls, and some of the pits were charred and blackened, exuding a strong evil aura.

Healy came to an oversized pit and stood on the edge of the pit and stared. Zhou Qingfeng cautiously followed her, shouted a few words and still didn't respond, and looked around - there were strong fortifications built around this platform, which should be the command post of the fortress.

The crater that exploded seemed to be the heart of the fortress.

"Healy." Zhou Qingfeng shouted again, stepped forward and gently grabbed the maid's hand, "What kind of place is this?" What are you doing in the middle of the night? ”

The canyon is full of shadows and ghosts. The boy had to use his 'Dark Stealth' abilities to the extreme. This place looks like the core area of the demon's assault back then, although decades have passed, it is not unusual to resurrect a few powerful monsters.

Xili seemed to expect Zhou Qingfeng to follow, turned around and whispered: "The seventh city lord of Silver Leaf City, the daughter of Ivan and Elna, the patron of Corellon, my sister, Rebecca, who has only been on the throne for three days. Dorne. Osriel, who died here. ”

Alas, ......, Zhou Qingfeng could only sigh.

Healy pointed to the darkness in front of the canyon again, "My elder brother, the sixth lord of Silver Leaf City, known as the 'gifted' Zisaiah, faced a desperate situation on the day he succeeded to the throne. He put up a desperate resistance to the fortress in front of him, and was devoured by the combined efforts of six high-level fire demons. ”

Healy pointed ahead, and even ahead, where her parents had died. In order to resist the demon army, the elves of Silver Leaf City built several large defensive fortresses in the canyon. But for every one that was repaired, one was captured, and every time one fell, a city lord died.

"Back then, the demon recruited more than a dozen spirit-absorbing monsters from the dark region, and forcibly broke through the defense line that my sister had painstakingly built by means of spiritual explosion. I saw the elven warriors' heads explode one by one.

Psionic monsters are extremely dark and terrifying monsters that love to suck the brains of their enemies. The more beautiful and powerful the enemy, the more they like to desecrate it. My sister was invincible and couldn't escape. She can only choose to blow up her soul and die with the enemy. ”

Healy's description was soothing, as if it had nothing to do with her. But Zhou Qingfeng could hear that she was so sad, so sad that she was so weak. Her family, her friends, her people all died here, and she couldn't even grieve and be angry.

The elf girl slowly walked into the pit, brushed aside a layer of floating soil on the surface, searched carefully, and dug out some black sand underneath. She carefully packed the sand into her quiver, with great solemnity.

"Victor, I want to ask you for something." Healy returned to Zhou Qingfeng's side, and as soon as her knees weakened, she was about to kneel.

Zhou Qingfeng hurriedly forcibly hugged the poor elf girl, "You say, I will do my best." ”

The elf girl looked up pitifully, and the incessant sobbing made her choke and speechless.

"In order to defend against the demons, my family died in battle, and not even my soul was left. They dissipated completely, and they couldn't even go to the underworld, and ordinary resurrection spells didn't work for them. But there are two ways to force them back. ”

"What's the solution?"

"One is the Wishing Technique, the ninth-level arcane art. It can be connected to the past, the present, the future, and the fulfillment of the wishes' dreams. However, this high-level arcane can only be performed by a Grand Arcanist, and you have to be very careful, the slightest mistake can cause disaster. ”

"That sounds like something I can't handle. Let's talk about the second way. ”

"The second way is spiritism. The easiest, most straightforward, and most difficult way. This is the place where my sister died in battle, her soul dissipated, but her flesh and blood scattered here. The dirt I dug up can be used as a medium, and if I find a strong enough soul......"

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head, probably understanding what Healy wanted. His valet pleaded, "Victor, I know that your deal with Mondino is to pay with your soul. I also heard your conversation with Justten about spiritism.

I suddenly thought that maybe you could help me and help me get my family back. I know it's hard, and I don't have anything to trade with you because I already belong to you completely. I can only beg you, have mercy on me. ”

Zhou Qingfeng was able to scratch off his scalp and asked, "At least what quality of soul do you need?" ”

"Aquamarine. It would take at least one aquamarine to summon my sister's soul back. ”

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, plus the lowest level of gray, blue is the seventh gear. In the world of swords and sorcery, the person who has the blue crystal must be a legendary-level powerhouse, the overlord of the rampant side. In a poor place like the Northland, you may not be able to find it all over the country.

If you really encounter this kind of character, with Zhou Qingfeng's current strength of only level four, he is afraid that the other party will be able to stare him to death with his eyes-no kidding, many high-level arcane arts have similar abilities.

Azurite is not something that is casual even in the real world. That's equivalent to a university professor-level existence, and it's also a high-level intellectual. You have to have real talent and real learning, and parallel imports can't do it.

For a scumbag like Zhou Qingfeng, a professor-level person is really an existence that can only be looked up to.

It was useless to even scratch his head now, and Zhou Qingfeng fell into a state of daze. Healy didn't rush or press, but whispered: "Victor, don't be too embarrassed, I know the preciousness of aquamarine." If Mondino had known that you had azurite, he would have turned his face and snatched it.

I am still your maid and will always serve you. As long as you can remember this, I can wait, for decades or hundreds of years. I'm sure you'll be so powerful one day you'll be able to fulfill my wish. ”

Alas, ......, what a poor elf.

Zhou Qingfeng nodded, hugged Heli and said, "I promise you, I will definitely get you a blue crystal." You have to have faith in me as a master, what are tens or hundreds of years, maybe I can get it soon. But it's too dangerous here, so let's go back first. ”

After obtaining the psychic soil related to her sister and the solemn promise of her master, Xili finally smiled, she hugged Zhou Qingfeng affectionately, and nodded obediently.

The master and servant returned hand in hand, but before they could leave the ruins of the fortress in the canyon, they were in trouble to find them.