Chapter 41: Thunder Cracks
After deliberating on the details for a while, Heras asked solemnly, "Is there a library or anything like that in Rika City?" "If you pretend to be a little bit like that.
"Emma Scholar, do you think there might be such a place in Rika City?" the elven knight named Inya sneered at this, and the female features half-buried in her breastplate bounced like a lively rabbit a few times, causing one of the druids sitting next to her to swallow. "What are you looking at? Van Gaal?" she said, giving the druid a smirk.
Van Gaal rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and he quickly diverted the subject: "Emma's guest, I have collected some relevant records, you can take a look, and studying history and legends is also my personal interest." With that, he got up, took out a booklet bound with an old manuscript, and handed it to Heras.
Heras took it and flipped through it on the dining table, some of which were bloody and violent events since the birth of Rika City, and more were legends that had been passed down in the Jinshan mining area since ancient times.
Flipping through the pages, Heras paused, and a manuscript of troll writing caught his attention.
- The sky was shrouded in lava clouds and red thunder, and endless terrifying thunderstorms stabbed at each other with terrifying roars and screams
-- Cracks appeared in the space where the lightning struck, and from the cracks erupted a storm of flames that swept through everything, and the sky and the earth trembled in this divine thunderstorm
- Thankfully, if I had gone a little further to the place where the lava cloud had shrouded, I would have never imagined that the slightest escape of the scorching breath would have reduced me to ashes and evaporated my soul
- The ocean of fire and lightning, the purgatory of lava and thunder
"The sight of a cloud of fire made of lava," his hand clenched involuntarily, the description of this vision was unfamiliar to most people, but Heras recognized that it was the unique magic of his father, Yara!
The hybrid ** technique of the fire elemental faction and the thunder faction: 'Yara's Thunder Crack', it is this master-level spell that determines his father's status in the Pillar of the Void.
While the Fire Elemental and Lightning factions are buffered when this spell configuration is activated, the power of the spell even surpasses that of some generic legendary spells!
It was this powerful spell that Raya defeated the legendary professional several times, and almost wiped out the ambushers of the Quicksand Empire, if it weren't for General Salams carrying Haman's Book of Immortality, the bloodline ability had been greatly increased, and he and the other two ** divisions would not have survived Yara's counterattack.
"During the time when my father disappeared, he came to the Western Continent," Heras flipped through the contents, but there was no record of it.
Quietly, he unwrapped the bindings of the manuscripts, took out a random page and asked, "Mr. van Gaal, where did this page of the history of the mining excavations come from?"
"Well, it seems to be a note from a mission issued by the previous city lord, and I collected it. Van Gaal took the page of the manuscript and recalled it for a moment, then said.
"What about this page? about the progress of goblin civilization in the Western Continent. Heras then pulled out a few pages and asked.
"I found it from the corpse of a goblin, and that guy tried to scam me. Van Gaal glanced at the pages of the manuscript and immediately replied, apparently impressed by a goblin scam.
Heras nodded, and then asked page after page, and just as Van Gaal felt a little dizzy, he casually pulled out the manuscript of the troll text, "What about this page? about the clouds made of lava." β
Van Gaal rubbed his eyebrows, the pages of memories were really a little unbearable for him, but since the Emma was a student of history, there was nothing to blame for asking, "This should have been found in some of the guild's archives." β
"It's withered teeth. Clarence said, "We used to encircle Witherfang, but we still let that guy run, and a few pages fell out of him, and I looked at it and put it in the guild file, this was more than ten years ago, and Van Gaal had not been expelled from the Elven Empire at that time. β
"Does this seem to describe a catastrophe, or some legendary spell?" Van Gaal asked with interest.
"It's possible that Dry Tooth is describing his nightmare. Inya yawned, and said incomprehensibly that the legends and historical issues that the casters were talking about made her sleepy.
"Inya, are you sleepy?" Van Gaal asked casually.
"Yes, I want to get a good night's sleep before the decisive battle. Inya blinked with a smile and said in an ambiguous tone.
"Then go to sleep, and I'll tell you the final result. Van Gaal replied without looking up, as if he didn't understand what the elven knight meant.
"Hehe, Van Gaal's expulsion from the empire is still a short time, it's very incomprehensible," the old elf druid laughed dumbly, "Inya can't be touched by anyone else."
"That's why I remember the good old days in the Empire, those words are really memorable," Inya said with half-closed eyes, and Van Gaal understood by this time, muttering something with a flushed face.
"You're always secretly watching me, Van Gaal, like my first love. After saying that, Inya got up lazily and leaned in front of Van Gaal, so that the druid could see the thrilling scenery on her chest, "Let you see enough tonight"
Van Gaal looked away with difficulty, swallowed his saliva and was about to say something, but Inya had already put his hand on his chest and said softly: "Don't refuse, maybe we will all die in this operation, and you won't have a chance to see it later." β
"Alright, you guys go quickly, and this operation is really dangerous, I can't guarantee that everyone here will live, Inya just wants to relive the good memories. Clarence waved his hand and said, then he added solemnly, "Van Gaal, cherish the opportunity!"
Inya gracefully stood up, bent one knee on Van Gaal's legs, leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, and then she took Van Gaal's arm and took the druid away half-to-the-other.
Heras looked at their backs and sighed, he had just been keenly aware of the nostalgia and sadness buried deep in the eyes of the elven knightess, this kind of life that did not know when it would die, made the expelled elves desperately want to grasp all the good things, even if it was only temporary
"Thank you for your understanding, Emma's guest, but we're not as vulnerable as you think. Clarence noticed Heras's reaction, and he said with a flat expression.
Heras nodded, got up and took a bite of the fruit and said, "The dinner is very rich, Clarence, give me some details of the Bloodskull Clan, I will let them fight with the gangsters, and when the Bloodskull Clan loses all its combat effectiveness, you can act." β
"It's in the archives, Pei Yana! Take the guests to the guild's archives. Clarence commanded through the door.
Peiyana jumped in like a fawn and said happily, "It's a pleasure to serve you again, Mr. Emma." β
Heras couldn't help but look at her, but now he had a completely different sense of this elven girl than before, and after seeing Inya's appearance just now, he felt that maybe he shouldn't discriminate against these elves, those fleeting good things were already the little thing left in their lives.
The archive room was in the basement of the hall of the Lakecenter Building, and Peiyana was skilled enough to dig out the files on the Bloodskull Clan and hand them to Heras, hinting, "No one usually comes here."
"I'm sorry, I have a wife, she's far away. Heras repeated with a smile, the same sentence, but in a different tone, no longer with the blunt coldness of discrimination, but with a hint of joke.
"It's a shame that you really look like a work of art, both in appearance and temperament. Peiyana muttered, and with that she leaned quietly against the wall, kicking the wooden wall behind her with her heels.
"Thank you. Heras nodded with a smile, then flipped through the files, and soon he found what he was looking forβthe information of the withered fangs.
After careful research for a while, he finally determined the location of his father's appearance, and the information showed that Witherfang had gone to Bansai Mountain more than ten years ago to collect some ancient troll stone tablets, and was surrounded and suppressed by Sinwasa's wrath on the way back, and standing on the highest point of Bansai Mountain, you could see the periphery of the ruins of the Weeping God to the west
"My father, Yara, has not only come to the Western Continent, but he must have also been to the ruins of the Cry Algernon, the gang leader who survived the ruins of the Cry seven years ago," Heras slowly closed the file, frowning and pondering.
"Finished?" Pei Yana said crisply when she saw this, and seeing Heras nodding, she quickly took the file and put it back in its place.
As they walked out of the basement and onto the enclosed staircase that spiraled to the ground, Pei Yana whispered, "Maybe I'll die in this operation, don't you want to leave me some memories?"
Heras looked at the elven girl, her clear eyes became brighter and brighter in the gloomy stairwell, Heras suddenly thought she was very cute, and then he had a wicked thought, "I do, you close your eyes?"
Pei Yana closed her eyes in anticipation, and then she felt that she was being hugged tightly, a pair of warm lips gently kissed her neck, she snorted happily, and slid her hand along the neck to the shoulder of the clothes, free from the shackles of the clothes, and the delicate artwork on one side of her immediately popped out like a rabbit.
Peiyana opened her eyes and found that the Emma man was staring at her affectionately, her blue pupils were full of love, she was instantly immersed in the blue ocean, and after taking a deep breath, she kissed the Emma man on the lips fiercely, and soon she couldn't stop gasping for breath.
With a bang, Pei Yana was splashed all over her body, but the water that was poured on her did not wet her, but quickly disappeared into the air.
Level 2 Spell: 'Water Mirror Incarnation', the avatar has no attack or defense, and cannot speak, but it can realistically simulate the caster's body touch.
After kicking the side wall of the stairs in anger, Pei Yana touched her lips, and then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she whispered to herself, "Okay, that's not bad." β
Then she looked up at the staircase above and muttered, "So calm, is he human?"