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Chapter 124 You Watch It, It Watches You

mid-June.

In a dark underground palace room.

"Come on, Mom!"

Kurosawa stood on the sidelines and encouraged Shi Ling.

Its opponent is an ooze splinter.

The mother body of the ooze has been dealt with by Little Shining and Nightmare.

Only this forty-centimeter-high green splinter remains.

To be precise, a split body of a split body.

Kurosawa specifically asked Nightmare to show mercy, without hurting the core of this part.

It just kept weakening its strength, and finally left this ooze monster with primary strength.

It moved limply on the ground like a lump of mud.

Shi Ling looked back at Kurosawa and the two senior elves with confused eyes.

Little Shining and Nightmare just finished fighting.

After the nourishment of the nutritional value, their aura recovered seven or eighty-eight.

"Dudu!"

Little Shining spread its wings, gesticulating and saying something to Shi Ling in the distance.

It seems to be teaching the method of guiding it in actual combat.

Kurosawa simply translated it, Little Shining means, don't be afraid to peck it, kick it, and it will be over.

There may be a slight deviation, but the general meaning is that there will be no mistakes.

Shi Ling was even more confused, and looked at Nightmare again.

"Yah ha ha."

Nightmare's voice was soft, and she spread her hands helplessly.

It was more than happy to help Shi Ling get rid of this ooze monster split body.

But it knew that this split body of the ooze monster was the training opponent Kurosawa left for Shi Ling.

Thinking about it, its eyes gradually drifted away, thinking of its former self, there was such a period when it was not suitable for fighting.

I really miss it.
Shi Ling didn't get a response, so he could only look at Kurosawa.

Looking at Shi Ling's begging gaze for help, Kurosawa shook his head hard-heartedly.

It has to learn to fight.

"You can, Mom."

Mumu is Kurosawa who got the name for the fairy stone spirit.

There is no other meaning, and the inspiration comes from its call.

Kurosawa looked at the information on the system panel.

Spirit: Stone Spirit (mutation)

Racial qualification: Three-star (???)

Level: 18

attribute: none

技能：白级冲撞LV1（3/5）蓝级硬化LV1（4/5）

Judging from the strength on paper, he judged that his sister and the slime monster in front of him were comparable.

But why is there the current situation?

It's ridiculous to say that the growth and development of Sister Shiling is close to the pinnacle of junior elves, but she hasn't experienced even a single actual battle.

You must know that the little Shinings of the same period, even Nightmare, are veterans who have gone through many battles. At the 17th and 8th levels, there are signs of being able to dominate at the same level.

unfortunately
The timing of Mumu's birth was really bad.

For its two predecessors, the ruins of the underground palace are a training room, but for it, it is like a novice player entering an advanced map.

Among the elf clones here, the weakest ones are all middle-level elves.

Even if Mumu is born with extraordinary aptitude, it is impossible to leapfrog the monsters here.

This ooze monster split body is already Kurosawa's carefully selected opponent.

After knowing the characteristics of their cracking, he deliberately asked the careful nightmare to "create" an opponent suitable for her strength.

Before the battle started, Kurosawa thought that Mumu would be very satisfied with the opponent in front of him.

After all, when it usually watched Little Shining and Nightmare fighting, it always looked excited and babbled non-stop, wishing it could go up and help.

Who knows, now it really has an opponent.

Instead, it froze instantly.

I lived peacefully with the ooze monster for a full minute.

It's just that the slime monster was intimidated by the Little Shining and Nightmare behind Sister Stone Ling.

Mumu is messing around on her own.

"Go! Mom!"

"Dudu!"

"Yah ha ha."

Perhaps it was the encouragement conveyed by each of them with their own actions that gave it strength.

Mumu finally took a few steps forward cautiously.

"Mum!"

As he walked, he yelled a few times at the slime monster.

Although lacking momentum, he finally dared to show his sword to the enemy.

Kurosawa thought with relief.

The slime tilted its head and looked at Sister Mu.

As a clone, its intelligence is not high, but its judgment on the situation on the field is still quite keen.

The sister in front of him didn't give it the slightest sense of threat.

It was identified as a fake tiger.

He turned his head and looked at Little Shining and Nightmare.

These two elves were too strong, and the mother body was defeated.

As the only surviving fragmented entity, its instincts made it impossible to launch a jade fragment attack on them.

But the mission of the duplicate body's birth also made it unable to escape.

So it's stuck here.

"Mum."

Sister Shi Ling stomped the floor, and then let out a few soft yells.

It was a little ashamed that it didn't get the opponent's attention.

The shame and resentment overwhelmed the anxiety and confusion of its first battle.

The expression in his eyes gradually became firm.

Kurosawa nodded.

He finally felt the will to fight ignited in Mumu's heart.

The spiritual energy was activated quietly and attached to Mumu's hard body.

"Mum, start hardening!"

Received Kurosawa's order.

Mumu jerkyly controlled the shrinking of the stone shell.

"Buzz!"

A burst of fine chirping sounded like a swarm of bees flying, and Mumu's body surface shone slightly.

Then on the pure white shell, pale golden ancient textures began to flow.

The texture dips into the white shell to give it a firm texture.

In fact, Mumu also practiced hardening and collision in private, but this was the first time it was used in actual combat, so it seemed a little restrained. Fortunately, it successfully used the hardening with the help of the instinctive conditioned reflex formed by the body.

The slime was taken aback.

The wet and sticky body moved back half a meter.

The sudden change in Mumu's temperament and momentum frightened it.

Mumu keeps rising in its warning perception rating.

"Mum, use dash!"

Kurosawa commanded calmly.

The spiritual energy attached to its body surface activated again.

Sister Shi Ling gathered her strength and rushed towards the direction he commanded.

high speed.

The smooth body surface was covered with a layer of white gas.

"Oh!"

Mumu hit the body of the ooze monster Q-bomb precisely.

"duang!"

The ooze monster was slammed by Mumu.

The whole body flew and hit the walls of the surrounding room, and then fell to the ground and bounced continuously.

"Mum! Mumu!"

Seeing her skills take effect, Mumu celebrated on the spot.

Kurosawa interrupted its half-time opening of champagne, which is a very bad habit.

"Mum, use the dash!"

This time, Kurosawa did not use psychic guidance to help Mumu adjust the direction, but let him index the opponent by himself.

Not surprisingly, the slime dodged Mumu's second attack.

With a bang, it hit the wall heavily.

The reaction force of the impact made it fall to the ground, with stars popping up on its head, and fell into a brief dizziness.

Fortunately, its shell is tough, and there is no major issue.

"Learn to manipulate the direction of the collision by yourself, and don't use skills blindly."

Kurosawa pointed out from the side.

Mumu's intelligence is not low, but she lacks actual combat experience.

Kurosawa is not in a hurry, Mumu still has time to develop and grow.

"Sister Mu." Shi Ling stood up unsteadily, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

While it was thinking, the nightmare turned into a black mist and suddenly appeared beside the slime.

Nightmare didn't do anything, just watched the slime calmly.

The tightly locked Qi machine forced the slime to remain motionless, trembling all over.

When Mumu woke up from her thoughts, the nightmare turned into black mist and dissipated, leaving the opponent to Mumu.

After thinking about it, Mom doesn't need Kurosawa to command.

Launch a dash and head towards the ooze.

This time, during the collision, Mumu paid more attention to the opponent's reaction.

While the slime dodged, it also adjusted its direction in time.

The body turns over an "L"-shaped fold line on the flat ground.

"duang!"

The poor ooze was sent flying again by Mumu's tyrannical force.

"Oh!"

The ooze monster that had endured many collisions finally ran out of fuel.

With a bang, countless green fluorescent debris exploded.

"Mommy!"

Sister Shiling grabbed the core fragments dropped by the ooze monster explosion and handed them to Heize as if submitting a trophy.

Mumu won the first battle.

Although the opponent is not strong, and there are three "mother fans" who are eager to help, but victory is always something worthy of praise.

Kurosawa didn't hesitate to praise, and his palm was stroking Mumu's head like a jade.

"Great job."

"The matter of fighting really won't trouble our sister."

Mumu's dark golden eyes smiled into crescents, she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, completely forgetting how cowardly she looked at the beginning.

Kurosawa watched his elves while applying the ointment for Mumu.

The exploration of the ruins of the underground palace of the ancient civilization has improved the strength even better than Kurosawa expected.

Kurosawa felt extremely relieved looking at the elves who looked brand new in front of him.

Mumu, who won the first battle, needless to say, after a period of training, she should be able to break through to the intermediate level smoothly.

It can't fight in the underground palace, but Heisawa has always allowed it to maintain its own skill training and continuously cultivate it with nutritional value. Leaving aside the actual combat, the growth rate of the sister is very gratifying.

The body size has changed from a height of [-] centimeters when he was born to a height of half a meter today.

If it continues like this, Kurosawa probably won't be able to hold the solid one anymore.

Nightmare standing next to Mumu, the purple mist floating on the surface of the body is accompanied by the increase in strength, and the color is deeper.

The powerful and illusory dream-attribute energy is constantly surging in the body, like a tidal sea.

Nightmare Energy: 48.6
Nightmare is only a little short of reaching the peak of the normal strength of an intermediate elf.

When the attribute energy value of most middle-level elves reaches about 50 leaf energy value, they will gradually enter a special stage.

This is the case with the little Shining next to Nightmare.

Shining Bird Emergy: 53.1
A few days ago, Little Shining's energy value stayed at this value.

Its current strength by no means stops there.

The reason why this value is maintained is because the thunder attribute energy in its body is undergoing a change in form and nature.

Just like a discrete electric cloud, sometimes condensed and sometimes scattered, it is difficult to weigh its strength with a specific value.

Actual combat is the best way to improve and test your strength. During the training in the underground palace, Little Shining naturally entered the transitional stage.

The next thing it needs to do is to move towards becoming a high-level elf.

However, this step is not easy.

Many good mid-level elves get stuck in transition throughout their lives.

If we say that the professional level with intermediate elves is the backbone of the alliance, it is the flesh and blood that fills the alliance's executive system.

The elite class with high-level elves is the backbone of the alliance, and it is also the group that has really started to move towards high-end power.

Haitang City is a city with a population of 200 million. On the surface, there are only a few elite elf masters active in the arena. One can imagine the gold content of high-level elves.

The destructive power of high elves is quite terrifying.

A crazed high elf left alone can destroy a town.

Kurosawa stared at Nightmare and Little Shining.

With the strength of the two elves today, combined with the abilities of esotericization and Zeus, I don't know if they can defeat Gao Yi?
His opponents have gradually strengthened in recent days, and he has already defeated several individuals in the intermediate elf transition stage.

The mother body of the ooze monster just now was in the transitional stage.

Although he and Gao Yi had once fought against Gao Yi before entering the underground palace, but that battle was basically a unilateral response by him, and he could not judge the real strength of the opponent at all.

There is a big gap between the transitional elves.

From the middle-level elf with 50 energy value to the lower limit of the advanced stage with 100 energy value, the gap is not small in terms of attribute energy alone, not to mention the increase brought about by different stages of attribute form changes.

Kurosawa gathers the three spirits together.

Look towards the door at the front of the room.

This is a bronze metal door, a full five meters high, like a door for giants.

According to Kurosawa's experience, the more complicated the door decoration in the underground palace, the more special the room behind the door.

The bronze door in front of him, regardless of size, fineness of decoration, or complexity of ancient textures, is the most that Kurosawa has seen so far.

What is the room behind the door?
Hope to surprise you.

After all, there is not much food left. If it is still the same battle room, he has to consider returning to the original teleportation altar. He must not starve to death in the underground palace.

Thinking wildly, Kurosawa gently pressed his palm against the door.

"Ding!"

When he pushed open the door forcefully at the same time, a system notification sounded suddenly in his mind.

"Trigger the event task [Key to the Temple of Inheritance], please pass the trial in the temple."

"Crack!"

The door behind him slowly closed.

Sensing that someone has entered the temple space.

Lights began to light up on the wall overhead.

Kurosawa was able to see the scene in the temple room clearly.

It was empty all around.

The moss-covered, green stone walls are engraved with shocking giant murals.

If you look closely, you can see that the strokes of the murals are all connected by countless small ancient textures, which are very delicate.

Most of the murals are ceremonial scenes with some kind of theological and religious overtones.

The body is extraordinarily slender, and the masked figures with horns on top of their heads are crawling together, performing religious acts of standardized combination.

There are many strange monsters surrounded by them, and the monsters are depicted with cold and desperate black strokes.

"Stupid."

The voice of chanting resounded in the air, and Kurosawa vaguely understood it.

"sin."

"Come into the light."

"On the day of judgment."

"Man, you want to watch."

"Holy power."

"Attempts to restore justice."

"Heaven has given peace."

"For the children of the world."

"Bring peace and beauty."

Slowly, he came to the end of the mural.

In the center of the picture is an altar.

An extraordinarily tall golden masked figure floated on the altar. It lowered its head and looked at the people around it with pity.

The painting seemed to have a certain magical appeal.

Even though the man with the golden mask lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, and the brushstrokes of the painting are very simple, Kurosawa can still clearly feel the emotion of pity for all beings conveyed by it.

Some kind of melody is still being sung in the air, as if people are kneeling and praying against the backdrop of the painting.

"We are little ones who come before you, confessors of sins."

"May we see the dawn, after we have gone so far from our own way."

"We will quietly prepare ourselves until you call us into a new generation."

Tears rolled down Kurosawa's eyes.

An inexplicable sadness enveloped his heart.

When he had some doubts about it.

The man in the golden mask in front of him suddenly moved.

Turning around, he looked up at Kurosawa.

Hollow pupils of pure black stared at him, and the figure in the painting seemed to have life.

Kurosawa suddenly felt hairy.

Just when I was about to turn around, I found that I couldn't move.

It was as if a pair of hands were placed on Kurosawa's shoulders from behind, holding him firmly.

A black light was projected from the depths of the golden masked man's pupils.

Countless screams, howls, chilling laughter, chants, magnificent songs, monster roars, and chaotic sounds swept through his brain.

Kurosawa and the elves fainted instantly, and Qi Qi lost consciousness.

The golden figure on the mural glanced at Kurosawa who was lying on the ground, and slowly floated up.

The body gradually became illusory as if fading, and finally disappeared into the stone wall.

(End of this chapter)