In the blink of an eye, the vanished Priest of Smog returned to the crowd, and at this time he had an egg in his hand that had cracked open. The inner and outer walls of the egg shell are glowing with a bright white luster, and occasionally some rainbow-colored streamers flash by, like gems, pure and dazzling, and seem to be very precious.

"Is this the shell of the egg......" This time without the priest explaining, Future Sukarana already understood, because the texture was exactly the same as the dagger in his hand, and it was precisely because of this that he was shocked, "Does it mean that the baby of the Streamer Clan must have the power to break through the shell of the egg fruit in order to come out of it?"

"Yes," explained Priest Paritian, "when the Streamers are born, they instinctively use the demonic power in their souls to break through their bonds. But after birth, this force will also instinctively follow the laws of survival and fall into a dormant state. It was not until he reached adulthood that he was awakened again by the priests and began to learn how to use this powerful power. ”

Future Sukarana already knows exactly how strong the dagger is in his hand. Not only has it been sharpened like clay, but so far nothing has been able to scratch even the slightest trace of it. What surprised him even more was that a little Streamer Clan baby had to rely on his own strength to break such a strong egg shell in order to be born smoothly, it was incredible!

"But what kind of sharp weapon does it take to build such a strong dagger?" the future couldn't help but wonder. He knew that the Streamers had never crafted weapons or any sharp weapons, so this dagger must be the work of the Fiti people.

"If it's Lepelian, there's no other way to do it. The only way is to polish each other with broken egg shell fragments, and after many years, they can be sharpened into such a shape. The rest of the fragments should have been offset in the grinding process, and there will never be a single grain of powder left. Priest Paritian explained.

It turned out that the process of building this dagger was far more difficult than imagined. This is probably the egg and fruit shell brought back by the ancestors of the Fiji people from the Streamer Star more than a thousand years ago? It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the heirloom of the Fiji people, but if it is so precious, why did Shi Jiadi and Assi give it to him? Future Sukarlana was puzzled, so he asked again: "Priest, this egg and fruit shell ...... Is there any other use?"

"Use?" said the Paretian priest, whose narrow eyes shone like sapphire, looked down at the Lepelian in front of him, thought for a moment, and said, "For the streamers, the main function of the egg fruit is to protect the unformed baby. After the birth of a child, we usually turn the egg shell into powder and sprinkle it under the tree of life to transform it into nutrients from the tree of life. However, for the Lepelian people, there are some uses. ”

Hearing this, Mirai's eyes widened and he looked at Priest Paritian in a daze. At this moment, he was both expectant and scared, and had a vague premonition: this answer might be very important to him.

But it wasn't Priest Paritian who came to his knees, but Priest Smog next to him.

The half-physical form of the Smog Priest, although it may seem a little weird, especially for those who see it for the first time, will have a creepy feeling. But in fact, he is very gentle, and although his eyes are empty, he can see through everything. His voice is as ethereal as his form, sometimes as close to his ears, sometimes as if he is far away. I only heard him say slowly: "All the life on the Streamer Star is closely related to the Tree of Life. After the eggs are separated from the mother's body, they are placed on the tree of life, wrapped in leaves, to help absorb the nutrients given by the tree of life, until the child breaks the eggs. Therefore, the shell of the egg fruit is also saturated with the blood of the tree of life, but it is solidified. Now that you know that the blood of the Tree of Life can repair the damaged bodies of the Lepelian people, then you should be able to guess that he can also remove all kinds of viruses and purify the bodies of the Lepelian people. ”

"Remove the virus...... Remove virus ...... The words "Clear the ...... of the virus" seemed to come alive, intertwined with anticipation and fear, echoing repeatedly in the mind of Future Sukaranna, causing him to mix joy and sorrow. After hesitating for a long time, he mustered up the courage to ask, "What does the priest mean is the virus in my body and on my back...... Can it be eliminated completely?"

Priestess Smog smiled and nodded slightly. In fact, there is no need to doubt in the future that this Streamer Clan priest who can see through the soul must have seen through the flesh and skin, even the blood and bones, in his thin clothes as early as the first time he met him last year.

Mirai Sukaranna had mixed feelings, perhaps despair for too long, and when she saw hope, she became uneasy: could she really stop suffering from the burning pain, could she really no longer bear the lies imposed on her by her ancestors, and the heavy humiliation she endured when she learned the truth?

After struggling in his heart for a long time, when he looked up at Priest Smog again, his eyes changed to a determined look: "What should I do? If I can get rid of this virus, even if it is peeling and deboning, I will willingly ......"

"Heh," Priest Smog chuckled, "you don't have to do that, just turn the egg shell into powder. ”

It was only today that Future Sukarana finally understood the true purpose of Shigaran and Assi in handing over the dagger to him. He didn't know how many generations of Fiji people would have to go through years of polishing to make such a precious dagger. But perhaps more than a thousand years ago, the Fiji people already knew that the egg fruit shell of the Streamer Man could replace the blood of the Tree of Life for healing. However, they did not expect that when they returned, they would not be able to find any sharp weapons that could cut open the egg shell. Probably in the process of trying to find a way, the Fiji people stumbled upon the fact that the two pieces of egg shells rubbing against each other could gradually cancel each other out, so that there was not a single grain of powder left except for this small dagger, and the Fiji people's attempts to use it as a panacea were also frustrated.

In the nearly ten years he has lived with the Fijian people, Future Sukarana has often been afflicted by the virus, and he thinks he is well disguised, but he doesn't know that Shigar and Assi see everything in their eyes. However, they could not do anything, because the rest of the eggshell fragments had already been canceled. Even if it wasn't offset, the Fiji people didn't have the ability to grind it into powder, and asking the streamers for help was the only way.

However, this is not the real purpose of Shi Jia Yan and Assi in handing over the dagger to him. They did want to help him get rid of the pain caused by the virus, but it wasn't all, and even though they didn't say anything, it dawned on him. Shi Jiayan and Assi must have hoped that he, who was shallow and ignorant back then, could try to get along with the Streamer people, and in the process of slowly understanding the Streamer people, he would personally discover the truth of history. If he couldn't change his mind, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to stand here today, let alone know the way to detoxify. If he can't recognize the facts, completely abandon the ridiculous aristocratic dignity and basic justice of the past, and humbly ask the streamers for help, then he will continue to bear the lies of his ancestors and this pain until death. The good intentions of Shi Jia Yan and Assi made him ashamed of himself again.

"Whenever I thought I was mature enough to see everything, they always silently reminded me that I was still shallow......" Future Sukaranna suddenly woke up, tears welled up in her eyes, and with the precious dagger in her hands, she handed it to the priest of Smog again, and pleaded sincerely, "Please help me get rid of this virus!"

Priest Smog nodded slightly, then looked at Priest Paritian in his male form. Priest Paritian understood, took the dagger from Mirai Sukarana with one hand, and then squeezed it hard, and when he opened his hand again, the dagger had already turned into powder.

Priest Smog turned around and handed the egg shell in his hand to Priest Paritian, who was standing in the back. Then, he turned back and removed the eggshell powder from the male form of Priest Paritian, and the powder quickly disappeared into the smoky hand of Priest Smog, unable to distinguish which was smoke and which was powder.

Future Sukarlana didn't know how the Priest Smog would use the powder, or if the treatment would be painful, but it didn't matter. Without hesitation, he turned his back to the Priest of Smog, and then unfastened his garments, standing like a warrior determined to do justice.

The rest of the Lepelians, who were about twenty paces away from him at this time, could barely hear the conversation between the future and the two priests, and did not understand the origin of the matter, and they all seemed quite surprised.

Mirai Sukarlana knew that the priest could easily penetrate his body, but he didn't need to remove his clothes or turn his back on Priest Smog. But it was an instinctive reaction, and he hoped that the priest would see the picture painted by the virus so that it would not leave the slightest trace, and at the same time he didn't want any of the Lepelians present to know the secret behind him. Although there is nothing behind his back when his body is not hot, he still cares......

However, surprisingly, there was no pain during the whole treatment process. He could clearly feel that an invisible hand was slowly penetrating his body and then through his soul, removing the pain that had tormented him for twenty years. Then, the body became lighter and lighter, and the soul became clear and bright, as if the whole person had been thoroughly cleansed from the inside out. It will be an unforgettable experience, and he has nothing to say, only full of gratitude, to the streamers, but also to Shi Jiadi and Assi.

"Thank you, Priest!"

Mirai Sukarlana thanked Priest Smog and Priest Paritian sincerely, before turning to his companions, who were looking at him worriedly, and finally smiled with relief. The smile was full of wordless gratitude—gratitude to those friends who knew nothing but always trusted him.

It was a look that Yan Shu and Sang Wu had never seen on his face before, and they couldn't help but run forward and open their mouths, wanting to ask something, but they couldn't ask, so they had to look at each other silently and smile. Because they know that no matter how many unspeakable past events this person carries, their friendship will not change because of this, and there is no need to ask or doubt at all.

At this time, Mu Qi suddenly approached Noro and asked in a low voice, "Noro, what do you think he should have his last name?"

Noro looked at the Jianing people in front of him and said thoughtfully, "I don't know, but no matter what his surname is, it doesn't really matter to us. ”

"I suddenly remembered a rumor I had heard...... "but it was too old to verify." ”

"Are you talking about the rumors related to the demise of Mobini?" Noro asked sensitively.

"Well, it is said that the purpose of the competition between Herilandi and Hockland in the past was not as simple as plundering the timber for shipbuilding......" Kailas nodded, after all, it was just a guess, nearly fifty years have passed, and it has long been difficult to verify.

Noro said coldly: "If that's the case, wouldn't King Herilandi have trouble sleeping all these years?"

"Does this have anything to do with the tyrant of Herrilandi?" asked Muchi curiously.

"I'll talk about this later......" Noro obviously didn't want to discuss it on such an occasion, "it doesn't matter what his last name is, the most important thing is his measure, insight, and talent." ”

"Heh, you're right. Murch also realized that it was really not a good time to talk about this, so he hurriedly ended the conversation.