Chapter 2 Chapter 2 The So-Called God

Phyllis sat on a smooth stone, Faraman and old Bond sat on either side. Several mountain demon spirits sent several cups of cloudy liquid and a plate of plant roots. Phyllis never cared about these things. Out of politeness, he drank a sip of water and ate a root. Unexpectedly, the taste of these two things turned out to be surprisingly good. The liquid was clear and the root The mustard is sweeter than those expensive fresh fruits in Thousand Machines City. Old Bond came from a poor background, so he was naturally the same as Phyllis, but Faraman, the pampered young master, was very particular about food. Seeing that Phyllis and Old Bond were full of praise for the water and roots, I thought they were Out of politeness, I did not drink it for a long time.

"Lulu, what are you doing here? And how did you get caught and sold by the Black Timberwolves?" Faraman is obviously more interested in these foods than these foods. Lulu lived with Phyllis and others for several days, so of course he knew Faraman's name. When he heard Faraman's question, he hurriedly said: "Master Faraman, it was the master and you who saved my life. There must be no concealment, but please believe me, I don't know the reason why we did these things in this mountain belly, because our ancestors didn't have any words or things left about these things, we I only know that we have to do this, and contribute what we extract to the God of the Abyss every month... otherwise we will not be able to survive!"

After Lulu finished speaking, he hesitated and said: "The reason why I was caught by those guys is because I was also very curious about it and wanted to know about it, so I ventured out of the Death Canyon and searched for the mountain demon spirits nearby. There will be a little rumor about our tribe from the demon spirit tribe, but unfortunately I got nothing, but was captured by those hateful robbers." This answer not only failed to satisfy Faraman's curiosity, but even increased his curiosity. The mountain demon spirit who originally lived in the mountains, now lives in the belly of the mountain without seeing the sun, and has learned the skills that the dwarves are good at...

Phyllis asked: "Lulu, then why did you pass through the black fog of death breath before, and also changed back into the form of a mountain demon spirit?" Faraman couldn't help feeling ashamed when he heard Felice's question. He only focused on his own curiosity. To put it bluntly, he was too playful. However, Felice seemed silent, but when he occasionally opened his mouth, he immediately pointed to the center of the problem. "We don't know. We've been living like this for a long time. Have you seen that big pipe? It pierces through the mountainside, and the fresh air is introduced into it. As long as our people inhale a lot of air, they will immediately transformed into an ogre, and the other pipe leads into the breath of death you mentioned. After we inhale it, we will return to our form, and this mountainside has a strange gas balance for us demon spirits. Survival Here, we don't feel any discomfort, we maintain our current form, and as long as the balance is broken, changes will occur... In other words, we can only survive here..."

Lulu said sadly. "So you turned into a three-eyed ogre when you left Death Canyon? You were captured? However, I remember that Faraman said before that those mercenaries would not capture ogres, which means that you Then, what method did you use to maintain the form for so long?" Phyllis asked. Lulu was startled, hesitated for a moment, took out a silver bottle, and said, "There is a special liquid in it, and every drop can maintain its form for a day, but this purest liquid is too little, I don't know Thinking that I would be captured by mercenaries, I turned into an ogre after the liquid ran out. Moreover, as long as our balance is broken, no matter what form we change into, we will not survive long."

Phyllis looked at the silver bottle in Lulu's hand in amazement. This was really unimaginable. He didn't expect that such a big secret was hidden in a three-eyed ogre he accidentally rescued. Before Phyllis could speak, Faraman, who had been silent for a while, suddenly exclaimed: "It's actually the holy spring of elves!" It turned out that when this guy saw Old Bond drinking the cloudy liquid one mouthful at a time, he thought that Old Bond was out of politeness, but now it seems that Old Bond really liked the taste of the liquid, so he couldn't help being curious and drank it tentatively. After taking a sip, I didn't expect that the seemingly turbid liquid had the smell of holy spring of elves, that is to say, there was a little holy spring of elves mixed in those liquids.

What is the holy spring of spirits? The number one treasure of the elves! A little holy spring of elves can create an existence with magical talent, and a physique that is not suitable for practicing magic will be transformed. For example, Yamida, the vice president of Shanchuan Magic Academy, is a beneficiary of the holy spring of elves. Faraman suddenly grabbed the silver bottle in Lulu's hand, put it under his nose, took a long breath, and said, "The purest holy spring of elves! How did you get it?" Lulu saw Faraman's surprised and inexplicable expression, and immediately got up and took Felice and others to a corner, a small stone recess, with wet water stains on the top of the recess, and a stone bowl under it. A light layer has been dripped.

"No wonder my old maid aunt said that the holy spring of the elves is gradually drying up. It seems that you unintentionally chiseled the veins of the holy spring of the elves, haha... It's cheaper for you, lulu, come, let me have a look, drink With so many holy springs of elves, do you know some magic?" Faraman laughed and said, it seems that the veins of the holy spring of elves were cut, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, on the contrary, he felt very happy. There is another very important reason why Farahman is so happy. With the holy spring of elves, he can maintain his magic power in any environment as long as he drinks a little. Although his sense of elements is cut off by the death breath outside, but The strange magical power contained in the holy spring of elves is enough for him to use.

"Magic? Mr. Faraman, don't you know? The only thing we mountain elves are good at is to use our keen sense of smell to find mineral deposits, but our physique is unable to learn magic and martial arts." Lulu said. "Then how did you find this water useful?" Faraman asked. Lulu said: "When this water first appeared, all of us smelled an unprecedented smell. Although we don't know what this water is, we can be sure that it is very valuable! After I licked it tentatively, I found that this water It can make us get rid of fatigue and work more powerfully..."

"Ha ha……" Faraman laughed even louder. Phyllis said, "Falaman, what are you laughing at? What's so funny?" Faraman put his arm around Felice's shoulder, he couldn't breathe with a smile, and said, "I suddenly want to see what kind of expression my old maid aunt will have when she knows all this...haha... " Old Bond frowned and muttered, "You gloat!" As he spoke, he gulped down the remaining water in the cup. His desire to become stronger was no less than anyone else's. After knowing that the cloudy liquid in the cup was so miraculous, he drank it without hesitation.

Faraman looked at the old Bond and said with a smile: "Uncle Bond, even if you drink it, it's useless. You know, this thing doesn't work on humans." "why?" Not only old Bond was curious, but Phyllis was also curious. "In the legend, the gods bestowed too much on human beings. Therefore, in order to show fairness, they created a treasure for each race. The holy spring of elves is the treasure of the elves. Don't ask me why, I don't know either. It's just what I heard, hehe... But I know that if the treasures of those races are very effective for human beings, the most greedy and cruel human beings, in the development history of tens of thousands of years, have spared no effort to treat all races. Genocide." Faraman said. Phyllis thought for a while and sighed secretly. Since he woke up, he has seen and heard the dark side of human beings. Even Simbol, who he thought was a good man, is an extremely sinister devil. Believed that way. "Let's not talk about that, Lulu, since you live in the Death Canyon, what do you know about this Canyon?" Phyllis asked. Lulu shook his head and said: "We only live in the middle of the mountain. Although we discovered this... oh, after the mystery of the holy spring of elves, my people also tried to go out to explore, but unfortunately, they couldn't come back. They used Life tells us only one thing, which is the direction leading to death! It is because of their sacrifices that I know the direction of the exit of Death Canyon, and I did not die like them.” "Can I look around?" Faraman suddenly said that he saw some mountain demon spirits throw away some minerals that were extremely valuable to humans, and chose a kind of mineral that he didn't know and threw it into the furnace. This mountainside generated great curiosity. "Mr. Faraman, please go ahead." Lulu said. Faraman didn't care if the old Bond was willing or not, he dragged the old Bond around to watch at will... "Master, what is your purpose in coming to Death Canyon?" Lulu asked curiously. "Lulu, you don't have to call me master, and I'm not your master either." Phyllis laughed. Suddenly, Phyllis frowned and asked, "Did you know that I would come to Death Canyon? That's why you looked at me like that in the slave market, and broke free desperately, trying to get my attention?" Lulu quickly shook his little head, with a flustered look on his bark-like face, and said: "Master, don't get me wrong, in fact, I don't know what your destination is, the reason why I am so eager Following you, I just want to live...Even if I become an ogre, I... still want to live." "You can live by following me? What kind of logic is this..." Phyllis said with a smile: "If you can be bought, you may not necessarily die." Lulu said: "No, that's not what it means. You just heard me say that when our balance is broken and we have to change our form, no matter what form we are in, we will not live long." "Then you mean, follow me, you can live a long time, what effect do I have on your balance?" Phyllis became more and more confused. Lulu said: "Master, don't you know? Your body also exudes the kind of breath outside, but it is very hidden and extremely pure... I live in such an environment, and I am very sensitive to this kind of breath. So I want to follow you, get close to you, that breath will sustain my life. I don't know where I will go after following you, but as long as I can survive, I always have a chance to come back..." Tears glistened in Lulu's big lidless eyes. "What did you say?" Phyllis was extremely shocked. He already knew that the black mist outside was formed by the condensed breath of death, but now Lulu said this again... Will he emit the breath of death?And it's so pure that it can survive if Lulu gets close? Phyllis had never thought of it before, and no one had ever said that the people around him were all master-level figures, but they didn't realize it. It seems that, as Lulu said, if he hadn't lived here like this It is difficult to detect the creatures in this environment. Pure breath of death? Phyllis began to think about this in his mind, maybe this is a way for him to recover his memory... Hey... wait! Phyllis suddenly thought, Cadman once said something about demigods, how could demigods have anything to do with the breath of death? Could it be that Lulu felt wrong? Lulu looked at the cloudy and sunny face on Felice's face, and seemed to see Felice's thoughts, and hurriedly said: "Master, if it wasn't for you, I could only live until the evening at most..." A life that could have lived until the evening has been extended to the present, and it is alive and well. Although Felice is still a little puzzled, he somewhat believes that his memory has disappeared, and any clues are good now. There is a bit of determination that I would rather believe what I have than believe what I don't have. "What are you talking about?" Faraman's voice came from afar, holding several things in his hands. Phyllis smiled and said, "Talking casually about things in this canyon, Lulu doesn't know much." Lulu was smart enough to see that Phyllis didn't want Faraman and Old Bond to know about the breath of death, and said hastily, "I'm sorry, but I can't help you too much." Faraman said, "Look what I found interesting." "what?" Phyllis looked curiously at some of the utensils in Faraman's hands. Those utensils were similar to those used by the nobles outside, but they were black and shiny. The nobles were all made of gold and silver. I don't know what they are made of. "This is simply a tableware manufacturing workshop! Aren't these tableware? It's just that I don't know what raw materials they use, but one thing is certain, the water they use for refining also contains the holy spring of elves, that is to say , These things contain a little bit of the holy spring of elves, using these tableware to hold food... what would it be like?" Faraman clicked his tongue and said loudly: "Take out any one, if you tell that it contains the holy spring of elves, you can sell it for a sky-high price!" "This raw material is called ink plastic. It is easy to form when tempered, and as long as it is formed for the first time, no matter what kind of collision it encounters, it will not be deformed or broken... and it is also very light. There are very few minerals in ink plastic. Much less than gold and silver." Lulu talked about many advantages of ink sculpture in a series. "It's the first time I've heard of such a good thing." Faraman wondered: "If such a thing appeared in the world, I would definitely know about it." Lulu shook his head and said: "Sorry, Mr. Faraman, I really want to answer your questions, but now it seems that I don't know a lot about what you want to know. For example, Mo Sculpture, I have known it since I was born. There is this mineral, and our clan has been doing it here for generations..." "Have you done so much for hundreds of years?" Faraman said in disbelief that he had just seen it, and all the tableware combined may not be comparable to the number of tableware in the kitchen of a noble family. "Oh, no, this is the amount we have completed in the past ten years. These things belong to the gods and are the tributes that the gods need. Once the ten years are up, the gods will take them away." Lulu's expression was extremely pious. "God? Are you kidding me?" Faraman said in a daze. "Mr. Faraman, God exists! We are God's craftsmen, serving God." Lulu said: "Every ten years, all the utensils we have completed will be taken away by God. There is no doubt about this. I am 45 years old this year. Since I was 15 years old, God has taken away three times. There will be a fourth time this year…” "So, have you seen the so-called god?" Faraman was born on the mainland, and he has been taught the legends of gods and demons since he was a child. Gods and demons have become legends and may not exist. They may be stories created by the ancients. Therefore, he never believed in the theory of gods and demons. "I have never seen it before. The reason why God is God is because of his omnipotence! We who live here every day in such a mountainside have never seen God. What we have seen are only the miracles left by God, proving that they came Pass." Lulu said. "Miracle, what is it: a miracle?" Faraman asked. "Give us a long life, and posterity..." Lulu said: "You know, the lifespan of mountain demon spirits is only 30 years on average, and as long as we don't break the taboo of God, that is, maintain balance, we will have a lifespan of more than 200 years, Mr. Faraman, I Isn’t it a good example? I am forty-five years old this year... As for future generations, every decade, a woman who desires to have a child will put her own and her husband’s blood in a bowl and put it on the altar , when God comes, the blood in the bowl on the altar will disappear, and a descendant will appear, and it is because of the miracle of God that we can reproduce to this day." At this time, there was a pop sound not far away. Phyllis and the others looked subconsciously and saw a child of a mountain demon spirit... He was called a child because his figure was a few sizes smaller than the original slender demon spirit, and his skin was not like that of an adult demon spirit. As dry as the spirit, it looks very smooth and somewhat ruddy, quite similar to humans. The child was crying loudly, and smoke rose from a piece of ore in front of him, and his clothes made of special moss were in tatters. Lulu smiled and shook his head, eyes full of love and said: "That child is ten years old, the offspring bestowed on us by God ten years ago, children are too frizzy, they don't know clean separated minerals, you know, if several special minerals are fused Together, if they are hit by a hammer vigorously, it will explode, but fortunately, the tasks they assign are always the smallest ore, and there will be no big troubles." "Wuuu... Uncle Lulu, Dad scolded me..." The child looked towards Lulu and howled loudly. Lulu shook his head helplessly and said: "Master, please allow me to leave first, I have to comfort that little guy, his father's temper is really bad, hehe..." Phyllis smiled and waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, let's take a look and think about things later." Lulu nodded, bowed and saluted, and ran towards the child with a vertical jump. "Is there really a god?" Old Bond first expressed his curiosity.Faraman muttered, "I don't believe it." Phyllis smiled and said: "You can do it if you don't believe it. We can only talk about it. Don't talk to Lulu. You see, although their environment is harsh, they are very peaceful and peaceful. The harmony among the tribe is happiness. .” Faraman said: "Has our vice president's compassion overflowed again?" Phyllis pointed to Old Bond and said, "This is what Uncle Bond told me. This is the kind of life he longed for back then." Old Bond was startled, and smiled wryly, "It's hard for you to remember." Phyllis nodded seriously, and said: "I will remember everything seriously, whether it is good or bad... Sometimes, it is joy to be able to recall it." Faraman and Old Bond immediately realized that Phyllis was troubled by amnesia again, and they couldn't help but sigh secretly, but they didn't reveal anything on the surface. "Okay, like you said, can we talk about it? While Lulu is away, I'll talk about it. It's hard to be unsatisfied with my curiosity. I have to let you share it with me. Such depression, hehe..." Faraman smirked. Phyllis looked at Faraman dumbfounded, and it wasn't Faraman who was curious? "As we all know, the mountain demon spirits have a magical sense of smell and can smell minerals. However, all the minerals that the mountain demon spirits can find are currently available in the market, but ink sculpture... I have never heard of it..." Faraman said: "That is to say, maybe only the mountain demon spirits of this group know the existence of ink sculptures, have you seen it? They only choose ink sculptures, and all other minerals are thrown in the waste dump. Look, those are two A small mountain of gold and silver, all kinds of rare minerals... They don't want it at all, so it is very likely that they have been brought here since the first generation, and the so-called god told them the identification of ink sculptures..." Phyllis thought for a while, and admitted that what Faraman said made sense. Old Bond exclaimed: "According to what you said, the gods taught them to recognize ink sculptures and let them make these tableware... For hundreds of years, this group has been tools!" Faraman snapped his fingers and said, "That's what I mean. The happiness they thought they had was actually a poor life of imprisonment. They are a group of poor creatures deprived of even the right to reproduce! The so-called gods , squeezing their blood and sweat from generation to generation!" "The so-called long life is only for the dedication of their greatest value." Phyllis' face changed, and there was a cold light in his eyes. He was reluctant to believe this at first, but Faraman mentioned it clearly, and the more he said it, the more he had a clue, the more he felt it was correct, and Felice couldn't help being furious , Such a god...is not even as good as a devil! "However, what kind of existence will these gods be?" Faraman muttered. Phyllis thought for a while, and said: "Assuming our thoughts are true, then these gods are really powerful! When we first entered the Death Canyon, we already knew how dangerous the fog is, but we haven't gone deep yet. Who knows? Unknown how powerful things exist? But those gods can enter this mountainside, and let all the mountain demon spirits take away the blood and sweat of those demon spirits without knowing it... They also have the ability to reproduce, create those children, satisfy The desire of the demon spirits... can even prolong the life of the demon spirits, several times!" "Create and give life... Tsk tsk, only gods can do it! It's over! My curiosity is even stronger. What kind of existence are those gods?" Faraman sighed helplessly. Old Bond smiled and said, "Master Faraman, it's a pity that you grew up in the elf forest, and you haven't even heard of these things." Faraman stared and said: "When I was young, I just lived here for a long time, okay? Who said I grew up here? Besides, I was very obedient at that time. If the elders told me not to come near me, I would definitely not near." Phyllis laughed and said: "If you are really so obedient, why do people guard you like that when you return to the elf forest? And you actually know that there are secret whistles of elves near the Death Canyon. It's not that you are too obedient, but you have never Can you get close?" Faraman's handsome face blushed, and he said with a cheeky smile: "Brother, why are you speaking so clearly, hehe... But it also shows that I am very persistent. I am not doing things that I failed to do when I was young. Reached?" Old Bond wondered: "Don't the elves know this? If we can leave later, Faraman, you should remind them to be careful. It is very dangerous for such a mysterious and vicious existence to appear near their residence." unsafe." Faraman hesitated for a moment, then said: "I don't think it's because I don't know, but I'm just hiding it. Not everyone knows, but my old maid aunt must know! It's strange, she is so tight-lipped, isn't she Have you seen...God?"