Chapter 1907
"How can I find the hero's record in so many bards? It's impossible... "
After passing through the gate of different dimensions and arriving at the library of the royal family of nigon, jedt could not help sighing deeply.
"You look embarrassed. What happened?"
The familiar voice came to jedter. He looked back and saw the man who was reading a book in his hand in front of the huge bookshelf. The man's whole body was covered under the dark blue robe. Through the fire, he could see the pale face without blood.
"Lord Morrel asked me to look up the records of an ancient hero from the stories of the minstrels. How could that be possible?" Jedt showed a wry smile, but his eyes didn't slacken. His eyes kept looking around the library, and his words still showed respect for Molly.
"Don't be nervous. I've covered up all the monitoring methods of the magicians except the void and magic eyes. They can't hear your voice. You can say anything you want." The man under the cloak said with a smile.
"It's better to be careful." Jedt shook his head and felt his gaze in the void. With a cold hum, he reached out and took down a brown cover from the bookshelf. It was a classic with the smell of antiseptic potion, and he began to read it slowly.
As he looked at the book absently, he asked, "in other words, are you sure of everything you said about the giant hand?"
"Of course." Mention giant hand, the man under the cloak came down spirit, "thanks to you, I can get that undead.". After careful study, I can't be wrong. It's the undead formed in the field. Some people have mastered the realm of death from evocation. "
"Domain..." looking back at the giant he saw before, jedt could not help feeling that all the creatures who died beside him would stand up again in the form of undead creatures, which was clearly the power of domain. "It took us so much energy to find that domain was the key to surpassing the legend. Even you didn't master the domain from evocation, How can that man do it? "
The man shook his head: "in this world, are there fewer people who have ever had talent? The field of death has been mastered by that giant. I can't get the same field as him from the evocation, but the giant hand you brought back still gives me a lot of inspiration. It won't be long before I can completely improve the endless night ritual... "
Listening to the man's story, jedt's face also showed the color of longing: "for that moment, whether I or you, have been waiting for too long! At that time, the whole world will change because of us, our name will spread in the ears of all creatures, and no creature can stop us! "
The man's eyes lit up, and he seemed to yearn for everything that jedt said.
Thinking of the terrible red dragon, jedet's face sank again. He still had a task to complete.
With a sigh, jedt no longer bothers the man who is studying the magic books, but instead concentrates on browsing the contents of the Bard book in his hand.
Soon, he gave out a few sneers, and his action in his hand unconsciously aggravated. The sound of constantly turning the page attracted the man not far away to look sideways and asked, "what's the matter? You seem to have a lot of problems with the classics in your opponent. "
"Of course I have an opinion." Jedt couldn't help saying, "although I knew for a long time that the stories of those bards were not reliable, I didn't expect that they could go so far. It's impossible to find out the hero's identity from these classics."
He quickly turned over the classics in his hand, pointed to one of them and said:
"Do you know what it says‘ When the disease is rampant in the holy Kingdom, the devil born from the disease comes to the world, and the holy kingdom is in danger, the bright hero who is not afraid of difficulties and powerful Confucianists meets the source of the disaster alone. His blade cuts open the sky, and the ancient devil falls. Guangmingyingxiong goes on his journey without seeking honor. "
"When the ancient Lich crossed the world, disturbing the balance between life and death, and the holy kingdom was in danger, the bright hero, whose face was like thunder and whose eyes were like fire, met the source of the disaster alone. His sword cut through the darkness, and the evil Lich fell. The bright hero continued his journey without seeking honor."
Reading this, jedt angrily threw his books on the ground: "my grandmother's bedtime stories are more reliable than this! It's impossible to find the bandage man's identity from these classics. "
The ancient books rolled on the ground several times and finally fell to the feet of the cloak man.
When the man reached for his hand, the classics leaped into his hands, and he also saw the cover of the classics.
"The battle of the bright hero? This is the work of the greatest bard, Sasha. In the past, when we were still in blakada, there would be troupes to perform related stories in the Academy during the annual celebration. Don't you remember? " He gently wiped the cover of the classics, brushing away the dust on the surface.
"Of course, I remember, but the content above is too outrageous. It doesn't help me to restore my history." Jedet said with some helplessness.
All the records in this book are the great deeds of the so-called bright heroes in order to maintain the peace of the holy kingdom. From the destruction of demons in the depths of hell to the killing of evil liches, they are just stories made up by minstrels. For jedet, who wants to inquire about the bandage male identity in the past history, There is no credibility in this story.
What makes jedt even more helpless is that most of the classics in the library are stories made up by bards. Those detailed and precious historical records were burned up in the struggle between Molly and hardwood,
Most of the bards' stories survived because they were too low in value to be seen by others. Even if the ancient books were burned, they could not survive.
After wiping the dust on the surface of the classics, the man put the book into the space ring: "it seems that you won't read this book any more. Videnina likes the story of the bright hero very much. I'll take this book with me."
Having said that, he didn't mean to ask for instructions from jedert. Even at the beginning of his speech, the classics were collected by him, and there was no room for refutation.
Jedt shrugged his shoulders indifferently and put his attention on other classics on the bookshelf, hoping that other classics can help him find out the identity of the hero.
After passing through the gate of different dimensions and arriving at the library of the royal family of nigon, jedt could not help sighing deeply.
"You look embarrassed. What happened?"
The familiar voice came to jedter. He looked back and saw the man who was reading a book in his hand in front of the huge bookshelf. The man's whole body was covered under the dark blue robe. Through the fire, he could see the pale face without blood.
"Lord Morrel asked me to look up the records of an ancient hero from the stories of the minstrels. How could that be possible?" Jedt showed a wry smile, but his eyes didn't slacken. His eyes kept looking around the library, and his words still showed respect for Molly.
"Don't be nervous. I've covered up all the monitoring methods of the magicians except the void and magic eyes. They can't hear your voice. You can say anything you want." The man under the cloak said with a smile.
"It's better to be careful." Jedt shook his head and felt his gaze in the void. With a cold hum, he reached out and took down a brown cover from the bookshelf. It was a classic with the smell of antiseptic potion, and he began to read it slowly.
As he looked at the book absently, he asked, "in other words, are you sure of everything you said about the giant hand?"
"Of course." Mention giant hand, the man under the cloak came down spirit, "thanks to you, I can get that undead.". After careful study, I can't be wrong. It's the undead formed in the field. Some people have mastered the realm of death from evocation. "
"Domain..." looking back at the giant he saw before, jedt could not help feeling that all the creatures who died beside him would stand up again in the form of undead creatures, which was clearly the power of domain. "It took us so much energy to find that domain was the key to surpassing the legend. Even you didn't master the domain from evocation, How can that man do it? "
The man shook his head: "in this world, are there fewer people who have ever had talent? The field of death has been mastered by that giant. I can't get the same field as him from the evocation, but the giant hand you brought back still gives me a lot of inspiration. It won't be long before I can completely improve the endless night ritual... "
Listening to the man's story, jedt's face also showed the color of longing: "for that moment, whether I or you, have been waiting for too long! At that time, the whole world will change because of us, our name will spread in the ears of all creatures, and no creature can stop us! "
The man's eyes lit up, and he seemed to yearn for everything that jedt said.
Thinking of the terrible red dragon, jedet's face sank again. He still had a task to complete.
With a sigh, jedt no longer bothers the man who is studying the magic books, but instead concentrates on browsing the contents of the Bard book in his hand.
Soon, he gave out a few sneers, and his action in his hand unconsciously aggravated. The sound of constantly turning the page attracted the man not far away to look sideways and asked, "what's the matter? You seem to have a lot of problems with the classics in your opponent. "
"Of course I have an opinion." Jedt couldn't help saying, "although I knew for a long time that the stories of those bards were not reliable, I didn't expect that they could go so far. It's impossible to find out the hero's identity from these classics."
He quickly turned over the classics in his hand, pointed to one of them and said:
"Do you know what it says‘ When the disease is rampant in the holy Kingdom, the devil born from the disease comes to the world, and the holy kingdom is in danger, the bright hero who is not afraid of difficulties and powerful Confucianists meets the source of the disaster alone. His blade cuts open the sky, and the ancient devil falls. Guangmingyingxiong goes on his journey without seeking honor. "
"When the ancient Lich crossed the world, disturbing the balance between life and death, and the holy kingdom was in danger, the bright hero, whose face was like thunder and whose eyes were like fire, met the source of the disaster alone. His sword cut through the darkness, and the evil Lich fell. The bright hero continued his journey without seeking honor."
Reading this, jedt angrily threw his books on the ground: "my grandmother's bedtime stories are more reliable than this! It's impossible to find the bandage man's identity from these classics. "
The ancient books rolled on the ground several times and finally fell to the feet of the cloak man.
When the man reached for his hand, the classics leaped into his hands, and he also saw the cover of the classics.
"The battle of the bright hero? This is the work of the greatest bard, Sasha. In the past, when we were still in blakada, there would be troupes to perform related stories in the Academy during the annual celebration. Don't you remember? " He gently wiped the cover of the classics, brushing away the dust on the surface.
"Of course, I remember, but the content above is too outrageous. It doesn't help me to restore my history." Jedet said with some helplessness.
All the records in this book are the great deeds of the so-called bright heroes in order to maintain the peace of the holy kingdom. From the destruction of demons in the depths of hell to the killing of evil liches, they are just stories made up by minstrels. For jedet, who wants to inquire about the bandage male identity in the past history, There is no credibility in this story.
What makes jedt even more helpless is that most of the classics in the library are stories made up by bards. Those detailed and precious historical records were burned up in the struggle between Molly and hardwood,
Most of the bards' stories survived because they were too low in value to be seen by others. Even if the ancient books were burned, they could not survive.
After wiping the dust on the surface of the classics, the man put the book into the space ring: "it seems that you won't read this book any more. Videnina likes the story of the bright hero very much. I'll take this book with me."
Having said that, he didn't mean to ask for instructions from jedert. Even at the beginning of his speech, the classics were collected by him, and there was no room for refutation.
Jedt shrugged his shoulders indifferently and put his attention on other classics on the bookshelf, hoping that other classics can help him find out the identity of the hero.
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