Chapter 220 Ocean Elf (Ask for a monthly ticket, recommended ticket)
The underworld has the most profound influence on this world, causing only dark magicians in the whole system to research spells to communicate with the underworld, and then summon undead creatures. And those whose influence is not deep enough may form all kinds of strange elves and so on.
Timos speculates that if other high-level worlds have a deep enough influence on this world, it is theoretically possible to summon creatures from other worlds.
These discussions really opened Leiter's eyes.
In particular, he is very clear that this sanctuary magician is not guessing randomly, because as mentioned in the notes, Timos' strength has reached the peak of the sanctuary, and the 'darkness', 'swallowing', and 'corrosion' in the dark mystery ', 'Invisibility', and 'Deprivation' of the five mysteries, only the 'swallowing' mysteries are not complete.
Such peak strength made Timos the well-deserved strongest of that era!
Timos clearly wrote that when his strength climbed to a certain level, suddenly one day, he faintly felt the call of Mingming, as if passing through the crystal wall of the world. He pursued his calling, and when he set foot on every inch of the local world, he felt that there was an infinite distance between him and his calling. Therefore, it is believed that the call originates from fluctuations in other worlds, and perhaps the realm above the sanctuary can be understood more clearly.
But it is a pity that no one has seen the scenery above the sanctuary ten thousand years ago, and Timothy himself is the strongest person in history. Therefore, for the truth of the world, the exploration of the outside world has been advancing in a layer of fog.
About the mystery of resurrection, Timothy also mentioned in this notebook:
After experiments, the undead creatures in the underworld do have traces of human transformation after death. Although only a small number of undead creatures are like this, among the countless undead creatures he has summoned, the low-level creatures such as skeletons and ghosts have indeed found traces of the same origin as humans according to the research on the fire of the soul.
If you start from this aspect, it is indeed possible to resurrect the dead undead creatures.
In order to satisfy his curiosity, Timothy invited a highly accomplished sanctuary alchemist to join hands with him ten thousand years ago. Combined with his understanding of the mystery of the dark system and his understanding of undead creatures, he conducted an experiment of resurrecting undead creatures.
The final result ended in failure. After all, it was also mentioned in the notes that there was no certainty before the experiment, but it was just to satisfy curiosity.
But not for nothing.
They successfully awakened the soul fire of the undead creature and restored it to a state similar to that of a human being, but after waking up, they became a delirious fool with no memory. For this phenomenon, they were completely helpless.
Rett closed the note on the resurrection of the dead.
He sighed, feeling rather entangled in his heart. Judging from the notes left by Saint Magister Timos, there is indeed such a glimmer of hope for resurrection.
But...at least there must be a research object.
His Nicole has been dead for many years, and her soul is gone, so what should she do?
Looking out of the window for a long time, I can't put this idea on hold for a while.
I have been waiting for so long, and seeing a ray of dawn, of course I am more motivated to continue.
Next, open the murloc history.
Looking at the words on the paper one after another, capturing the information recorded in them.
Gradually, Leiter showed a smile of great interest. The initial stage of this murloc history is about a thousand years later than the notes left by Timos.
According to Leiter's speculation, at that time, Timos either ran out of life, or successfully came to the sanctuary and went to other worlds.
The editor claimed to be the holy magician of the water system at that time. In order to seek the realm above the sanctuary, he launched a detailed investigation on the sudden rise of the murloc empire.
What's interesting is that this holy magician of the water system is actually a fan of Timos, and he highly admires the theories left by him during his lifetime. Because it is introduced in the notes that the murlocs are probably not a product of the local world, here is also borrowed from Timothy St. Magister's saying that the murlocs originated from the influence of the high-ranking world on this world, and due to unknown reasons, the murlocs were transferred to the world. Humans have been teleported over, or caused mutations in native creatures.
The most powerful proof is that before this, there was no creature similar to the murloc. And with the appearance of the murlocs, the sea elves, which were unheard of in this world in the past, also appeared together.
The sea elves are mysterious and great. They allow the murloc race to multiply rapidly and become the strongest empire that dominates the ocean. Neither humans nor orcs can show their strength in the ocean.
Seeing this, Lei Te thought deeply. He continued to look, but his face changed slightly.
In the era of this holy magician of the water system, murlocs had inexplicably appeared in this world shortly after he was born, and it took hundreds of years to rise rapidly. When he stepped into the Sanctuary, the Murloc Empire had just reached its peak, and it could be said that there was still a wonderful fate between the two.
Later, after he became a sanctuary and investigated the murlocs for more than 50 years, one day, the king of the murlocs mysteriously disappeared.
No one knows the specific date of disappearance.
At first, it was just discovered by accident, but as the strong human beings continued to test, the murloc retreated step by step, losing the courage to fight head-on, and it was confirmed that the murloc king had indeed completely disappeared. Including the sea elves, they also disappeared with the disappearance of the murloc king.
Before this, the world was not without elves. But before Timothy, no one could explain the origin of elves. They only thought that they were special natural phenomena in the world, which could not be found.
After Timothy, a small number of sanctuary powerhouses realized that the elves might be influenced by higher planes.
With the disappearance of the murloc king, the murloc empire fell apart and gradually disappeared in history.
At the end of the diary, the water-type magister left a topic to be proved—is the elf related to the high-level world?
He intimately gave a verification method:
If later generations do not discover the appearance of the sea elves, the longer the time, the higher the probability that the murlocs and sea elves are outsiders. If it did, not only would it not be able to explain the origin of the murlocs, it would also be impossible to prove that the elves were influenced by higher planes.
"It seems that the conjectures of Timothy and the water magister are probably true..."
Leite muttered to himself, after reading these two notebooks, he really benefited a lot.
For this world, as said in the simulation, I have a deeper understanding.
It is also true, how could such a strange creature like a murloc suddenly appear? Even if it is evolution, there must be a process, and it is impossible to pop out of a rock. It is indeed very reasonable to explain it as the influence of the high-level world.
After all, that Saint Timothy also said that he sensed the call from other worlds. Including the world of the undead, it also has a special connection with this world.
"So it seems that the last disappearance of the murloc king probably brought the sea elves to the original world?" Leiter guessed.
After all, Timos also said that above the sanctuary, perhaps there is the ability to reveal more truths.
The king of the murlocs had reached the peak of his strength, and the strong human beings could not get any benefits in the sea even if they joined forces. The possibility of breaking through the sanctuary is not small.
Then which world did it go to? How did you go?
Rett was curious.
When a mystery is unraveled, more mysteries will be created instead, and the human thirst for knowledge will never be satisfied.
Not long after meditating in the room, Sveta called him to have lunch, and also said that Master Thales and Mrs. Mina had also come.
Leite simply arranged his clothes, left the room, and walked slowly to the lobby on the first floor.
The internal environment of Dark Rock Fortress is not gloomy. After all, it is not regarded as a military fortress, and the design is more suitable for living.
The warm autumn sun shines on the large red carpet through the two windows next to the gate. In front of the wide and long dining table, the three sons and their wives are sitting next to each other, talking and laughing.
Seeing his third son who hadn't seen him for more than a month, Lei Te smiled and asked:
"Thales, why are you free to come to the main castle today, why don't you continue your alchemy research?"
Thales was wearing a blue mage robe, and a hairspray extracted from Benguela plants was fixed on his head. The curls were shining brightly, and his face was filled with a joyful smile:
"My alchemy research has made new progress, and I finally mastered the refining method of boiling medicine!"
Leiter raised his mouth and sat on the main seat:
"Congratulations, Thales, this is good news, and my heart is boiling over."
"Thank you for the compliment, father. This is just a small step forward on my path as a great alchemist." Thales spoke modestly, but looked quite proud.
Leite pondered and said: "In the future, I hope you will focus on improving the proficiency of the boiling potion, and don't rush to research the Moonlight potion."
"Why?" Thales was curious. If his father didn't mention it, he did have plans to try to refine Moonlight Potion after returning home.
Tucker took a sip of iced watermelon juice, and explained from the side: "Because my father has been speeding up the training of the knights in the training ground recently, the amount of boiling potion issued every month has also increased, and I need you to contribute."
"Ah, that's it!" Thales' eyes lit up, and a special sense of satisfaction rose in his heart—he was finally able to help his father!
So he patted his chest hard and said, "Father, please wrap yourself up on me and do your best!"
Leite smiled gratifiedly, "Let's eat, today's lunch is really rich."
September comes, and the autumn is crisp and clear.
Not as hot as summer, nor as cold as winter.
Rett was wearing a black windbreaker and trousers with a waistband. He looked a little less luxurious and a little more capable.
He was walking on the streets of Dark Eagle City, Huo Ge next to him moved his two claws and walked on the right side, causing many people to stare at him along the way.
He doesn't come around the city often, under normal circumstances, he may only come once a month-this feeling of being noticed by the people around him all the time makes him feel uneasy. Therefore, he will only come here when spot checking the work.
All the way to the blacksmith shop of the iron buddies.
Recently, due to the addition of Glencoe, the output of the blacksmith shop has been greatly increased.
Not only can meet the needs of the training ground, but also have extra energy to take more orders in the city.
At this time, Leiter was standing in front of the door, and just saw Tru was at the small counter, with his back to him, arranging many utensils on the wall—these were samples for display to customers.
Rett stepped forward and saw a book turned upside down on the table. The glossy hardcover covered the shimmering light, and the words "Panlong" could be seen clearly.
"True, you are so careless that you didn't even notice the Lord Lord's arrival!"
At this time, Willow happened to come down from the stairs, holding a baguette in his hand. After seeing Rhett, he looked solemn and raised his voice.
Tru, who heard the voice, turned around in a hurry, his expression was startled, and he said apologetically, "This is my mistake, my lord, I am very sorry!"
"It doesn't matter." Leiter had a faint smile on his mouth: "I heard that the business of the blacksmith shop is good recently, so I came here to take a look."
Willow stepped forward quickly: "Thanks to the lord, he sent us Glencoe, a highly skilled blacksmith. Since his arrival, he has given us many practical suggestions for our work and many detailed technical issues. All can be corrected and guided, which has improved our efficiency to a certain extent."
"Not only that, my lord, I must praise Willow, he is a born blacksmith!" A voice came from the corner, and Glencoe appeared.
He sensed Leiter's arrival early, hurriedly forged the iron in his hand, and got out of the forging room.
Glencoe, with his upper body naked and sweat dripping from his body, stepped up to Rhett.
"Well, Andre and Leonid have praised Willow before, and he has lived up to everyone's expectations. He has become an apprentice blacksmith in a short period of time." Leiter saw that Willow was wearing a shirt, and he was not sweating. , then patted his shoulder, "You are very good!"
"It's all cultivated by the lord!" Willow said modestly.
Glencoe shook his head: "His talent is probably even more terrifying than the previous description."
"How do you say that?" Rhett asked.
"After my many observations, when Willow was forging, I felt that he seemed to be able to feel the life of the iron ingot. With his current skills, he barely reached the standard of an official blacksmith.
However, due to the lack of strength, the strength of a first-level knight is not enough for him to forge inferior iron tools. But I think once he is promoted to the second level knight, he will be the second official blacksmith here! "
Leiter opened his eyes slightly, showing a hint of surprise. Didn't expect Glencoe to have such a high evaluation of Willow. Was the previous evaluation considered an underestimation?
He thought about it for a while, and planned to increase Willow's monthly quota of boiling medicine by two bottles after he went back.
Now that I think about it, since Willow, the knight, joined his buddy Blacksmith and faded out of sight on the training ground, he has indeed paid less attention to him. The monthly distribution of cultivation resources is also lower.
However, it is not too late to fix the situation.
Glancing at Willow again, Leiter spoke more solemnly: "I'm optimistic about you!"
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