The Righteous Player(s) - Chapter 762

[Chapter 289 Curse Energy Refining Device]

“Player Super Justice()”

Annan did think about this possibility.

The elves did not dismantle the curse cellar because all elves were already enlightened and resented the act of lacerating the world with the use of curse energy.

Their civilization is indeed prosperous, but this does not mean that their personal qualities are so high.

They would choose to demolish the curse cellar, just because the emperor of that generation had a great vision.

If he judges that the mantra can be used again, the Unification Great Barrier may not be able to hold the mantra… and the mantra he has mined is rarely used to create strong people and research technology, and most of them are used for various extravagances. Pointless use.

For the sake of future generations, he decided to prohibit the use of magic energy – once the person who touches the magic energy is found, the highest possible sentence is “absolute death penalty”.

Under the supervision of the emperor, it took more than 100 years to beat, kick, coax and frighten, and the elves reluctantly abandoned the custom of extracting spell energy.

And after three hundred years, they finally adapted to the new life without spell energy.

——Since the elves are reluctant to demolish the curse cellar.

It’s entirely possible, then, that the elves somewhere risked the death penalty and secretly left a small curse cellar or two.

Annan thought of this possibility when he came into contact with the Silverstone Curse Cellar through his child’s nightmare.

Now it seems… as expected.

“How do you open this door?”

The homeless child tried to push on the door and found that it was unresponsive.

He asked the others with great interest: “How about I melt it? This is different from the Silverstone Curse Cellar. I feel that it is an ordinary rock that can be melted away.”

When he was found by Annan, he had said in advance that he might come over to melt a city wall, a gate or something.

But after coming here, apart from melting the ceiling when he jumped out of the sewer, he didn’t move any hands.

Along the way, he always felt a little itchy when he watched the two rounds of ghouls from citalopram and the explosives of the four dark engravings.

“…Aren’t you an elf profession?”

On the contrary, Zhuo Ya raised her hand and looked at the child hesitantly: “Can’t you open this kind of door?”

“The place where I learned Sky Strike didn’t let me enter the curse cellar.”

The child spread his hands helplessly.

【Sky Strike】is the prerequisite requirement for wind dancers.

At that time, he was learning the copy of Sky Strike… that was Miss Boffis’s place, and he also wanted to enter the Silverstone Curse Cellar to take a look, but it turned out that when he was just approaching the curse cellar and was still in the stage of splitting the picture in front of him, He was kicked out mercilessly.

“…We are all greedy people…”

Annan said in a low voice.

“what?”

Si Anke asked subconsciously, but was hit on the arm by citalopram, signaling him to keep quiet.

The two hands of winter focused their attention.

I saw Annan looking at the rune on the door and reading it word by word.

This is not pure Elvish language… but Frost language.

Frost language can be regarded as the elven dialect that communicates with the dragon species. The writing and grammar are different from ordinary elven language… It is probably similar to the gap between Cantonese and Mandarin.

Even the elves may not be able to understand the Frost language.

As a frost whisperer, Annan can directly read the words on the door:

He slowly said: “We are all people who yearn for hope…

“We are all arrogant and depraved people…

“We are all rebels. We are all guilty. We are all heinous people. We are all people who die without redemption.

“We are the unnamed watchers–

“—Anyone who is guilty must not pass through this gate.”

The moment Annan finished reading, a strange hallucination appeared in front of his eyes.

He seemed to notice that the surrounding stairs were full of people.

They were looking down at their group in silence… But when Annan came back to his senses, he realized that there was nothing here.

There was no way he couldn’t see spirits – there was no one here.

But that didn’t seem like an illusion either.

Annan glanced at Zhuo Ya and added: “That’s all… I think there might be something behind the door.

“Don’t melt it yet. Maybe it’s an ancient seal, or it’s better to be on the safe side.”

As for this door…

Annan thought, stretched out his hand and tentatively pushed the door.

The strange thing is that the moment Annan touched the door, it was gently pushed open.

As if there was nothing at all, he even shook Annan a little.

Zhuoya was also a little curious, and came over to push it… and found that it was very difficult to push, but it was just like an ordinary heavy object.

There is absolutely no feeling of motionlessness as a child pushes.

“…you stay here for now. Although you can melt the door, it’s safe to do so.”

Annan thought for a moment, and said to the wandering child, “I think this may be the door for checking spell energy. Those who have used spell energy cannot enter or leave.”

“Then I’ll wait for you here.”

He nodded and replied.

Zorgen looked at him and tried to push the door too – he pushed it harder than Zoya, but it was still barely able to push.

“…Looks like I’ve been judged to be a sinner.”

Zorgen thought for a moment and said in a low voice, “Then I’ll stay here with him too, it’s too dark here.”

“Remember to notify us if anything happens.”

Annan said this to the child – it’s a little weird here, but it’s much stronger than the situation in the last nightmare.

At least players can still communicate with each other to send private chat and voice.

They passed through the door quickly.

After entering and walking through a narrow corridor that could only accommodate two people side by side, the front suddenly became clear – Annan finally saw the true structure of the “curse cellar”.

It was a huge instrument on a square platform.

It is at least 30 meters high, and its shape is somewhat like a globe, UU reading www.sonicmtl.

com But the pure white half-arc like an arc moon is not completely perpendicular to the ground, but has a deviation of about fifteen degrees.

This revealed the upper and lower shaft of the pale golden ball it was holding in the middle… and this arc moon was still revolving around the light ball very slowly like the earth’s rotation.

The sphere of light in the middle is not a pure sphere – there is a beam of light close to the top and bottom.

Near the bottom is a dark-gray, extremely viscous liquid.

It seems to be only about the thickness of three fingers together, and it is flowing back into the center of the light sphere from bottom to top in a state that can madden Newton.

And it was gradually dismantled and assimilated into a golden stream of light by the ball of light.

A very thin stream of golden light, about half the thickness of the little finger, emanated directly above the sphere of light.

It looks extremely dreamy, slightly scattered, like a gathering of many fireflies… But Annan will not admit it wrong, this is the “curse energy” stored in the jar.

And around this huge square platform is a circle of circular platforms, which are covered with complex inscriptions.

It is exactly the same size as the “ladder classroom” outside, and the two rooms are connected like an “8”.

“that is……”

Annan couldn’t help but whisper.

His “radiant” element has awakened to its limit, light is no longer an obstacle to him, but his friend, a part of him.

So… Annan was able to cross the light ball and see what was hidden in the middle of the light ball instrument.

The core component of the instrument that continuously transforms the dirty, stinky black-gray primitive magic energy into pale golden inert magic energy is neither a sophisticated machine nor an extremely grand magic circle.

It was a huddled, even incomplete, transparent fetus.