Arcane Journey

Chapter 294 The Star Elf Lich of 'Foul Language'

Brian walked into the entrance of the palace, and with the help of the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp in front of him, he could clearly see glass tables with casters scattered everywhere in the not-so-clean room inside.

Glass cabinets with clear glass doors line the walls and house an assortment of pliers, saws, clips, skin hooks and knives.

Other cabinets housed canopic jars and various vials.

Adjacent to these cabinets are arrays of clear glass cylinders connected with various pipes, coiled on hooks on the nearby wall.

These tubes all converge on a giant needle at the other end.

Bellows and air pumps connect these cylinders, some of which still contain a faint black substance.

Among the many skills mastered by the priests of the undead beauty Ye Yao, the corpse embalming technique is the most outstanding.

Obviously, the various bottles and jars stored here should be filled with embalming fluids, embalming agents, etc., or blood drawn from the dead bodies.

Various organs are placed in canopic jars for magical research.

On the cabinet on the left side of the room, there are many small alcoves neatly arranged, each of which contains clean and polished skeletons, and is tied with sterling silver chains.

Opposite the cupboard stood a huge furnace made of opaque glass.

There is a small transparent glass door in front of the furnace. There are two vats on both sides of the large furnace, and there is a furnace similar to the large furnace, but smaller, embedded in the base of the vat.

Beside them are some glass tables on casters, all big enough for a tall adult to lie on.

This should be the crematorium, Brian thought.

Because looking in through the transparent glass door, you will see a long and narrow space in the furnace, and there is a sliding glass panel inside.

Bodies will be cremated here, while ashes can be removed through switch panels.

The stoves under the large barrels on both sides should be used to heat the water in the barrels.

Moreover, all the glass here has a special structure that can be insulated to prevent people outside from being affected by the high temperature.

There is no indication of what kind of substance the furnace is fueled with, and the occupants of the room are supposed to be working with powerful elemental magic.

In the same way, the air in the room is constantly renewed by magic to prevent the spread of unpleasant smells.

The occupant of the room sat down on a chair behind a dark blue stone table fashioned from ice, on which was an unfinished painting.

"sit down."

He pointed to the chair made of bones, and kept his eyes on the paintings on the table, "Did they hurt you and your subordinates?"

"No, not really," Brian replied.

"Then you must forgive them." The lich, who was completely hidden in the black robe, never looked up at Brian, and asked while creating an unfinished painting.

"They're like little children, they're very upset because of your intrusion."

"I can tell." Brian replied perfunctorily.

The Lich looked up at Brian who was standing there, and repeated: "Sit down, it will be ready soon, the painting will be finished soon."

Brian sat on the cold chair, and he saw the painting that the Lich was about to finish, a chiseled animal that looked like a goat.

He could probably see that the completed part was only the outline, from the majestic goat horns to the four goat hooves that were no less imposing than the devil.

Knowing his own situation, Brian could only sit on a chair right now, showing patience and humility as much as possible, waiting for the Lich to complete his creation.

At this moment, a star elf girl with long blond hair came in with a glass of wine.

To Brian's surprise, the star elf girl was naked.

However, when he noticed the ice-blue eyes of the star elf girl, he immediately realized that this was definitely not a living person, but more like a puppet corpse.

The star elf girl put a glass goblet full of bright red liquid in front of him, and smiled slightly. The faint blush around the dimple made the girl who was still immature a little more charming.

Brian watched her walk away quietly with her light and jade feet.

"That's right, she's an undead creature, but she's...my friend." Before Brian could speak, the lich had already said:

"I made her with the top necromancy bestowed by my eternal lover. You should have seen it just now: the delicate flowers have a smell and produce sweet nectar. Apples and cherries are also edible. Can bite, you can try later..."

After the lich finished speaking, he whistled, dipped the paintbrush into the paint pot, and painted the color quickly, and the image of the purple goat emerged.

After thinking for a moment, he drew scale stripes on the side of the animal.

Brian watched the lich in silence.

Finally, the lich stepped back to examine his work from a distance.

In this hunting-themed painting, a group of scribbled humans with bows and spears are chasing the scaly purple goat.

"What's the use of this painting." Brian couldn't help but ask, "You brought me here, maybe it's for admiring your paintings."

"This is a prehistoric painting of cave primitive people millions of years ago." Lich admired his painting and said:
"Most of them were hunters, and they liked to hunt the long-extinct purple goat. Some prehistoric hunters also had a talent for painting and felt that they had to take responsibility for art. To remind people of what was in their souls."

"What a fascinating story," Brian said casually.

"Of course." The Lich agreed, "Human archaeologists have wandered through different caves for many years, looking for traces of prehistoric humans. Every time they find them, they are unable to extricate themselves. These traces can prove that humans lived in this land. And this world is not aliens like us elves. This can prove that the ancestors of mankind have lived here for many centuries, and the world will belong to the descendants of mankind. Oh, every race has the right to trace its roots, Including humans, whose roots should come from trees. Ha, that's a funny pun, isn't it? It's almost a proverb. Do you like poetry? Do you think you need to draw something?"

"Give those prehistoric hunters a huge..." Brian's words were as perfunctory as before.

"That's a good idea."

The Lich dipped the paint with a paintbrush, "This is a typical feature of early civilizations, and this can also prove that human beings have indeed degenerated in terms of physicality. The size of human ancestors is comparable to a wooden stick, while the descendants are only as small as twigs... Ah, thanks for the reminder."

"..." Brian was momentarily speechless.

"Can we get back to the point?" He didn't want to chat with this lich who obviously seemed to have a bit of talkative potential.

"As you wish." The Lich sat on the chair and stared at Brian, "You are a descendant of Netheril and a great arcanist, am I right?"

"You know the details." Brian said calmly. "Obviously, you have expected that I will appear here, so I guess, you can predict the future?"

"Predict the future?" The Lich wiped his hands with a cloth and said with a chuckle:
"In my opinion, anyone can do this kind of thing, and anyone can often predict the future because it's easy. Well, as for whether the prediction is accurate, who can say for sure, don't you think so?"

"It's easy, my dear Bryan. I know a lot and can do a lot. My title is proof, in human parlance. For I am a knower."

"Acquainted?" Brian looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes."

"Then are you willing to share your knowledge and magic with me?" Bryan then asked.

The lich obviously hesitated for a moment.

"Sharing?" Finally, he said slowly:

"With you? My dear Arcanist, whether it is in our star elf race or in the floating city of the archarcanists with eyes on top of their heads, knowledge and magic are a kind of privilege, and people only use it when they are equal. Will share privileges. Only a few million years ago, the human race evolved from monkeys, mice, jackals, or other mammals. It took nearly 200 million years for their ancestors to discover that they had hair Their hands can make primitive bone tools, and then? They just want to stuff those bones into their asses and groan with happiness. So I, as a star elf, as a knower, as a member of a higher race Why should I share my knowledge and magic with you half-breed?"

Brian had the urge to throw a big fireball.

"Why?" The Lich said sarcastically, "Why do you feel so good about yourself that I will share my knowledge and magic with you?"

"Because it will be a few years later." Brian sorted out his words and said to him:

"We will receive all the knowledge and magic of your star elves, whether the owner is willing to share it or not, including you, the self-proclaimed noble elf and master, you think you cunningly hid the knowledge and magic of the star elves in No one will discover the mysterious tower of Hildey's half-plane. Let me tell you, one day, someone will smash your glass palace with a hammer and destroy your history. When this moment comes, please , proud flame of vanity, what's your opinion?"

"After all, your race is extinct, and has long been washed away by the long river of history." He looked directly into the eyes of the Lich, and made the final addition:

"And our young adventurers will be like me, trampling on the ruins and bones of your lost civilization, picking through your ashes, looking for lost magic...and those 'glorious' histories that have been forged by you. "

After saying these words, to his surprise, the Lich just snorted, but his expression was quite happy.

"Oh yes," he said, "if I believed you would stop before you destroyed everything, then vanity would be folly, why are you destroying everything here, why?"

"Maybe I don't know, you should tell me." Brian stood up from the chair and said with displeasure, "If you think sharing is inappropriate, I'll leave now. As for you, stay with me." Works of art, go play a silly game with a bone in your ass by yourself."

After saying this, he was always ready to activate his teleportation ability, which was taught to him by Helliste, allowing him to ignore any space blockade and leave this place.

This is why he dared to come here without fear.

Moreover, he could feel that the elect of this eternal lover would never dare to take half a step out of the glass palace. As for the reason, it is easy to guess, fearing that the eyeliner arranged by the devil prince in the material world would detect his intentions. His whereabouts were finally traced from him to Ye Yao's hiding place.

"Okay." The Lich was silent for a moment and compromised. He stretched out a hand and made a gesture, and a portal was opened.

"This way, toward the light. You know, that's usually true, both literally and figuratively."

"Is this leading to the half-plane of Hildeu?" Brian asked doubtfully.

"You're only half right, dear Arcanist." The lich's tone was surprisingly kind and friendly.

"Although Hildey was built as a peaceful and prosperous country, it also has its own troubles. And I am one of them. When I was fighting for Hildey's supreme power, I did not hesitate to use the gift of eternal love My power against the main city of the star elves. There is no doubt that I was defeated in the end. My body and the remaining fragments of its vitality were sealed in the glass castle that I once used as a residence, and then the castle was Separated from Hildey. Now this castle serves as my tomb, forever separated from the great star elf kingdom."

"Then how did you destroy your race?" Brian looked at the lich in surprise, and said his misdeeds in a calm tone.

"Because my people didn't know, I reserved a portal leading to Yumu Forest in my tomb in advance. The evil Nilsha warlock Taugbaili discovered and activated this passage. Since then, this Using the tomb as a base, Nilsha gathered his troops in an attempt to conquer Hildyu.

And this act revived my soul, and my servants were awakened to fight against the invaders.Taug Baili was killed by me and turned into a cutie who was almost killed by you, and I used this as a base to conquer the entire Hildeu plane. "

"It's a pity for your people." Brian couldn't help sighing.

"Are you joking?" The Lich replied slightly displeased, and said, "Come on, follow me, and I will guide you, because I have come to a conclusion: I have something to tell you, and Show it to you."

There is darkness on the other side of the portal.

Through the change of temperature and the flow of air, and the wet pebbles under his feet, Brian immediately understood that this was an astonishingly large cave.

The lich conjured up the light source, using the unique method of the star elves, only doing actions, not chanting spells.

Glowing orbs flew towards the ceiling, and the crystals growing on the cave walls were illuminated by countless reflections, and shadows danced with them.

Brian couldn't help but exclaimed. He didn't expect that the copy of the Far Sea Swamp, which he had brushed no less than dozens of times, would still hide so many secrets.

This is not the first time he has seen elf statues and reliefs in the remains of elf civilization.

But he feels the same every time.

The statues of the two elves in front of me seem to be frozen in the blink of an eye. They are not carved by an artist with a chisel at all, but like a powerful wizard who uses a spell to transform a living body into a white as jade marble.

The statue to the west is an image of a dignified, kind-eyed, wise and wise Elder Elder.

On the east side is a beautiful, sharp-eyed, passionate young elf female image.

As the light reflected from the crystal danced in the cave, more and more things were reflected-statues, reliefs, monuments, columns, arcades.

It was a while before the lich broke the silence.

"These two are Gemogen and Tefula." He told Brian a long history in a calm tone:

"In most of the days of Gemogen's life, he was a respected image of kindness and wisdom. He gave advice on many important decisions of the Star Elf nobles. He was also regarded as a moderate Spokesperson, extremely popular among star elves.

Tyrav is a provocative young orator whose speech strongly opposes peaceful relations with other races, including other elven races.She was also well-liked by many followers, but mostly rebellious and low-class people who were incited by the speeches she gave for most of her life.

In the days when the Star Elves first began to build the secret realm of Hildyu, Gemorgan was one of those who opposed the creation of this realm, claiming that it would damage the current friendly relations with humans and other allies.In the process of his eagerness to 'save' his compatriots, he even ran to a floating city in the territory of Netheril and told the plan of the star elves, hoping to start a diplomatic dialogue between the races.

For his good intentions, Gymergan will forever be remembered in star elf history as an evil traitor.The final result of his actions was that a great arcanist who claimed to be friendly with the star elves took his own floating city to find and attack a secret territory, massacred its residents and took away thousands of precious metals and gems, which were collected as materials for making portals.

Gaimugan was exiled for this reason, and was never seen again.

Tyrav was also very active in the initial build of Hildeu.She leads a gang of rebels, attacking and looting all coastal immigrant camps, and she thinks they are all here to spy on the actions of the star elves.She was once labeled illegal by the star elves because of her various radical activities.

Ultimately, her fears were proven correct when she was captured by a band of coastal settlers who tortured her to reveal the location of the star elves' secret portal and how to access their new realm.

Some of her entourage managed to escape, and Tai Raf endured the cruel torture and finally died without revealing any news, becoming a heroine who will always be remembered.

The star elves spurned Gaimegan and admired Telaf.

The morals in the legends of their lives are a good lesson for the star-elves who love isolation, to be safe before trusting to accept the kindness of strangers.Therefore, any star elf with enough knowledge will know that the east side is the correct way. "

The Lich told Brian about this history in an indifferent tone.

"Then which of these two paths do you think is correct?" Brian asked cautiously.

The lich did not answer his question directly, but stepped into the statue and stroked the marble's arm softly and carefully.

He turned around, and the face hidden in the shadow of the hood showed a signature ironic smile, "Dear Arcanist, do you know what the biggest shortcoming of a long lifespan is?"

"I don't know." Brian said without hesitation.

"is love."

"what?"

"You heard me right, it's love. Whether it's on the slanted roof of a house, in a hollow tree trunk, on a patio, on someone else's patio, on a bridge railing, or in a canoe bouncing on a swift river or on a galloping horse, or in mid-air thirty feet off the ground. Tried everything that can be tried... Either way, before the past 100 years, it will become boring, exciting and attractive. There is no novelty.”

Brian didn't speak.

"Then what happened?" Lich continued:
"Male elves get tired of boring female elves and start looking for dedicated human women, while female elves who are also tired of indulging in perverted curiosity turn to human men full of vitality and strength."

"So?" Brian said.

"So?" The Lich chuckled, "So, I transformed them all into undead creatures, and then refrigerated them with the most perfect preservative, and kept them forever, because love without desire is beyond life Only by the love of love can we pursue eternal life under the blessing of eternal immortality."

Brian followed the lich's gaze,
It was a woman carved from white marble, half lying on the platform, giving the impression that she had just woken up and was ready to get up at any time.

Facing an empty chair in front of her, she was reaching out to touch something invisible, with a peaceful and happy expression on her face.

She has almost translucent icy skin and neck-length platinum white hair.

She also has blue eyes, lips and fingernails the same color.

Despite the icy coldness of death that emanates from the statue, her appearance is flawless.

Disdainful of tasteless revealing attire, the undead beauty wears extremely high backless gowns.

On her pale jade hands, there is a heart-shaped hole with inexplicable attraction.

"So, you have transformed all of your people into embalmed undead creatures." Brian looked back and asked in shock.

"That's right." The lich whispered: "Now, most people are sleeping, including my lord Ye Yao, who is trying to avoid the pursuit of the demon prince Otis, and is also sleeping through self-freezing."

"Then what's your purpose and deal for bringing me here?" Brian regained his composure and asked straight to the point.

In fact, he had roughly guessed the real purpose of the other party.

"Although my lord has been sleeping all this time, I still know the situation in the Underdark region like the back of my hand." The lich said, "The deal between us is to let you help my lord deal with the incarnation of the demon prince descending on the Underdark region in the future. "

Brian glanced at the Lich and nodded thoughtfully.

There is no doubt that he triggered a plot that has never appeared in the game world.

The undead beauty, Ye Yao, and the undead lord, Otis, have become endless enemies due to conflicts in priesthood.

As a weak god, Ye Yao finally had to use a frozen method to escape the pursuit of Otis.

Obviously, if he can help them deal with the incarnation of Oros when there is great turmoil in the Underdark, then Ye Yao will most likely find a way to improve his strength.

Could it be that?
Thinking of a way to improve his strength, Brian immediately realized that the key point probably lies in all the star elves who were transformed into undead creatures by the lich in the half-plane of Hildey.

The purpose of his transaction with himself is very likely to allow him to attract the attention of the incarnation of Otis, so as to complete some kind of significant awakening ceremony.

It's just that the only thing that confuses him is why in the game world, ten years have passed, and even the turmoil in the Underdark is over, and he has never heard anything about Ye Yao, and why the players received any tasks you have completed.

"Why did you choose me?" He looked at the Lich and asked doubts in his heart.

"Because fate is a double-edged sword." The Lich looked at him and said slowly, "Even a god, there are times when he chooses to put all his eggs in one gamble."

After hearing these words, Brian immediately understood the ins and outs of the copy of the Glass Palace in the Marsh of the Far Sea.

He still remembers deeply that the instance of the Far Sea Swamp was only opened after the turmoil in the Underdark ended.

Does this mean that after the incarnation of the undead lord Otis came to the material world, he noticed everything hidden here, traced Ye Yao's trail, and killed him.

This also solved a question in his mind.

Why is it that the incarnations of the demon lords who descended in the Underdark were all driven back, but Otis' strength has been greatly improved, and the rate of improvement is even second only to the Succubus Queen who used the adventurer car to overturn Demogorgon? .

No wonder the death screamer in the depths of the swamp woke up so early and followed the lizardman to attack his territory. It turned out that all this was the purpose of the old silver coin in front of him to attract him here.

From this, it can be deduced that the reason for choosing him is probably because of his experience in the Underdark Region, which has long been silently observed by some existence inadvertently.

There is no doubt that, as the Lich said, this undead beauty Ye Yao really wants to choose to put her treasure on herself, a 'person beyond her destiny', and put all her eggs in one gamble.

"I can choose to trade with you." Brian looked at the patiently waiting lich, and said slowly, "So, I'm curious, what benefits can I get?"

In fact, when he was in the small world, he had already taken over the sect of the undead lord Oros, and even killed the 'Pale Scepter' council of Oros with Heliste.

Moreover, even if the other party did not trade with him, he would still have to go to the Underdark in person.

"I like talking to smart people." The Lich gave Brian an appreciative glance, lifted his hood, revealed a handsome face with long blond hair, and smiled: "If you agree to my request, I will advance half of your payment in advance." remuneration."

"What's the reward?"

Brian looked at the lich in front of him with great interest. If it weren't for the icy aura that was exuding from the other party's body, which was exclusive to Priest Ye Yao, and the eyes that could switch between ice blue and fire at any time, it would be difficult to Think of it as a lich.

"Three scrolls of Nether and the half-plane of Hilde." The lich said his promise slowly.

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(End of this chapter)