Chapter 30: Tears of True Truth

Harlan reached out to remove the tears, and the crystal clear tears lay quietly on his fingertips, and there was an inexplicable brilliance flowing in them, which tightly attracted Merge's gaze.

I saw that Harlan's fingers were tilted slightly, and tears as crystal as jade fell down and fell on the heart of the world.

The teardrop envelops the Heart of the World, and the shriveled Heart of the World begins to absorb the water from the teardrops like a seed from a long drought.

In the blink of an eye, the teardrops disappeared, but the original shriveled appearance of the heart of the world became round and full, and the surface kept flowing with a faint light.

"It's ......"

"This is the heart of the world of the Broken Seed World, and the will of the Tree of Life contained in it is gradually passing, fortunately, I have awakened the heart of the world with the tears of the innate true meaning of the bloodline of the Elven Royal Court, otherwise one day, the heart of the world will dissipate into nothingness. ”

Harlan smiled slightly, pointed his fingertips forward, and the heart of the world, which had changed its appearance, passed through his overalls and melted into Merge's left chest.

Merge lowered his head to sense the heart of the world suspended above his heart, and muttered in confusion, "Tears of True Meaning?"

"The so-called tears of true meaning are actually the gift of the Tree of Life to the bloodline of the Elf Royal Court, and it is the guiding stone for every elf with the bloodline of the Royal Court to advance to the Holy Realm. ”

Harlan smiled and sat back on the bed, "However, as I am now, I am tortured by the abyss shackles all day long, and I can't even release a single elven magic when I become an adult, and it is useless to keep the tears of true meaning, it is better to give it to someone who is destined." ”

Merge could see the value of the True Tears, and of course he was very puzzled by Harlan's gift, and looked confused.

"Actually, it is said that it is a fateful person, but it is better to say that the heart of the world has recognized you. Since you can be recognized by the Heart of the World, then I have no reason to doubt you. ”

Harlan clasped his hands behind his head. Leaning against the wall behind him, he looked indifferent, "Although we have never met, I don't know you, I don't know why and why you appeared in Eleven City, and I don't even know your name. But I still believe in you without hesitation. ”

"I believe in those who can be recognized by the Tree of Life, after all, the Tree of Life is the spiritual embodiment of my elves. Suddenly, Harlan laughed as he spoke, "What's more, as an elf, a descendant of the royal court, how can I bear to watch the heart of the world dissipate with my own eyes?"

Merge looked at the chubby elf Harlan in front of him, on top of him. Merge vaguely saw a trace of stubbornness, a trace of stubbornness like Su Bai.

The corners of Merge's mouth hooked, "Harun, my name is Merge Nan, the reason why I came to the Abyss Demon Prison is because the Second Elder of the Ancient Tree Elf Clan opened the Holy Light Teleportation Array and forcibly sent me in, and then I escaped here from the first layer. ”

"I want to rescue an apothecary from the Abyssal Hell. She's my friend, and that's why I'm tailgating you. ”

"That's right. Before escaping to the second layer, I also blew up the teleportation array between the first and second layers, no, it's us, me and a person who helped me. ”

In the midst of the golden scales, Gru was about to complain that Mog alone took all the credit for blowing up the teleportation array. But after hearing the second half of Merge's words, I couldn't help but feel a touch of warmth and happiness in my heart, "This stinky boy has a bit of a conscience, alas." I just don't know when I'll hear that 'grandpa'......"

Harlan looked at Merge intently, and after Merger's words fell, he actually held his stomach and laughed loudly, "You're really unlucky, hahaha......"

"However, you are good, blowing up the teleportation array, this kind of thing, it's interesting to think about, and it's relieving. ”

Harlan knew that the matter of Merge being caught in the Abyss Demon Prison could not be as simple as Merge described, and that he had never heard of such a violent thing from the first layer to the second layer since he was born, and the danger was self-evident.

But now that Merge had been honest with him and told him the truth, Harlan wouldn't get to the bottom of it.

"What's the name of your pharmacist friend? ”

Merge frowned, "Her name is Amore, and she's a Terran girl who looks a little thin. ”

Hearing this, Harun thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I haven't heard that there is a pharmacist named Amo in Eleven Cities, I once had the privilege of seeing the list of Apothecaries in Eleven Cities in the hands of the Werewolf Guards, and there is no such person as Amo. ”

"List of pharmacists?" Merger raised an eyebrow, "What's that?"

Harlan smiled slightly, "It's a list similar to a cargo list, which records the name and number of every apothecary in Eleven Cities, and every month the Werewolf guards will count the pharmacists imprisoned in Eleven Cities according to the number on the list, so as not to escape the pharmacists." ”

"Number?"

"Well, that's the number. Harlan lifted his feet, revealing the numbers carved in Abyssal script on the Abyssal Shackles.

"One-six-zero-three-five-three-seven...... Merge's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, "It turns out that there is a number engraved on the abyssal shackles. ”

"Huh, can you see the Abyss Text?" a look of surprise flashed in Harlan's eyes.

Merge nodded, "One hundred and sixty three five three seven, the second layer of the Abyss Demon Prison is actually trapped with so many apothecaries!"

"There are far more apothecaries trapped in the Abyss Hell, you know, I am an elf born from the Abyss Hell, and I am the one with the highest number among all the apothecaries. A bitter smile tugged at the corners of Harlan's mouth.

"Since your friend is not in Eleven City, what are you going to do next?

When Harlan mentioned that he was born in the Abyssal Hell, a flash of despair flashed in his green eyes, but the next moment, a smile appeared on Harlan's face again.

Obviously, more than 100 years from his birth to the present, he has already understood what it means to get by.

"It seems that this is the only way to do it......" Merge sighed, "The guards guarding the second layer of the Abyss Demon Prison have a significantly higher level of strength than the first layer. I was able to fight my way out of the army of bone demons on the first layer, and luck and surprise accounted for a large part of it. ”

"If I alarm the army of Sirius on the second layer, it won't be so easy for me to rescue Amore. ”

Suddenly, Glenn's eyes lit up, "Actually, I have a way to know that Amore is trapped in that city in the shortest possible time. ”

Hearing this, Merge hurriedly asked, "What way?"

"I don't know if you noticed that all mid-level pharmacists and low-level pharmacists, when they return to their residence, will be checked by the guarding werewolves for the number on the abyssal shackles?" Harlan asked Merg with a hook of the corners of his mouth.

Merge's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes lit up suddenly, "But the werewolf guards guarding outside your residence didn't check your number!"

"Yes!" Harlan snapped his fingers and sat up from the bed, "That's because I'm going to City One to certify as a senior pharmacist, so the werewolves are quite polite to me, a quasi-senior pharmacist." ”

"In the second layer of the Abyss Demon Hell, most of the important research is carried out by pharmacists above the senior pharmacist, so the werewolf guards treat pharmacists above the senior pharmacist with great respect, unlike other mid-level and low-level pharmacists who are cold-blooded. (To be continued.) )