Chapter 321 Story

This is an ice cellar, which is very spacious. Xiao Ling and others walked towards the ice cellar. The ice walls inside the ice cellar were covered with various black ice reliefs. These reliefs are very exquisite, and the characters on the reliefs are simply lifelike, just like living.

"What a clever technique." Tian Kuang said as he looked at the reliefs.

The edges of these reliefs are very smooth and have no corners. It can be seen that the carving technique is very clever. The person who carved these reliefs is either a master of carving or a master of daggers, otherwise he would not be able to carve such a perfect relief.

The surrounding space became wider. Xiao Ling and his men looked into the distance. The scene in front of him made Xiao Ling and his men stay on the spot, as if they had arrived at a statue exhibition hall. Inside this space, there were countless statues, including flowers, birds, trees, and elves of various appearances. These statues were portrayed vividly, outlining the scene of a comfortable and peaceful elf village, making Xiao Ling and his men feel as if they had suddenly returned to the Forest of Life.

There are six or seven hundred statues nearby, and at first glance, they can be seen endlessly.

Xiao Ling and his friends were amazed, traveling through these statues, and from these exquisite statues, we can see how attentive and love life this sculptor is.

A person who does not love life cannot carve such beautiful things.

"There are some words here." Mu Lin shouted in the distance.

Everyone gathered over there. This was an elf statue with a handsome appearance. He clasped his fingers and knelt devoutly in front of an old elf.

Xiao Ling and his friends looked at the back of the elf statue, with some small words engraved on it. Touched it with their fingers to find the words.

Mu Lin's jade-like fingers passed by the lines and read them softly: "I would like to spend my whole life repentance to my sins, and may your soul be able to rest in the realm of God."

Xiao Ling and others looked at each other. It seemed that the fallen elf assassin felt remorse for killing the elf elder. He carved such a statue here to express his guilt.

But no matter how guilty he felt, he had become an unforgivable sinner.

Xiao Ling and his friends walked towards the depths of the hall. The space here was very large. When they walked through the exquisite ice sculptures, everyone entered a corridor, and at the end of the corridor was an ice room.

Xiao Ling and his friends saw a man in a black tight suit standing inside the ice room. He looked at Xiao Ling and his friends, showed a warm smile, and said, "Hello."

After Xiao Ling and his friends saw the other party's appearance clearly, they were shocked. Isn't he the fallen elf assassin?

Xiao Ling and his friends were secretly alert and confirmed that they had blocked all their ways. The entire team was also the most suitable combat team. Only then did they face the Fallen Elf Assassin with confidence.

The degenerate elf assassin's smile was very friendly and seemed to have no malice. Xiao Ling and the others were confused. What exactly did he want to do?

"Did you come from the Forest of Life?" the fallen elf assassin looked at Xiao Ling and the others calmly and asked.

"Yes." Tian Kuang hesitated for a moment and replied.

"It's true." The Fallen Elf Assassin looked a little sad, but then he said relievedly, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

The insane words of the Fallen Elf made Xiao Ling and the others a little confused.

"What does he want to do?" Makino asked in the team's voice.

Everyone was also puzzled. Why did the Fallen Elf Assassin wait for Xiao Ling and others to come here without running away? He also said these inexplicable words. From the words of the Fallen Elf Assassin, Xiao Ling guessed that he had already had ambition to die?

"Do you want to hear the story of a Fallen Elf?" The Fallen Elf Assassin looked at Xiao Ling and the others and said, his eyes full of expectation.

After Tian Kuang and Xiao Ling and others looked at each other, Tian Kuang nodded, but he did not relax his vigilance. In the team's voice, he told everyone to pay attention to the every move of the Fallen Elf Assassin, so as not to wait for an opportunity to escape.

The Fallen Elf Assassin suddenly laughed happily, his smile was like a child. This kind of happy emotion infected Xiao Ling and others, and Xiao Ling and others became more relaxed. Xiao Ling held the staff in his hand, and no negligence was allowed at this time.

"It's been a long time since no one has listened to me telling stories." The Fallen Elf Assassin looked at Xiao Ling and the others and said seriously, "Thank you."

Xiao Ling and others did not answer, listened quietly, and the fallen elf assassin looked at the ceiling, his eyes showing far-reaching memories, and he slowly told him.

Once upon a time, there was a happy elf who was loved by an elf elder since he was born and lived happily in the forest of life. The elder said that he was a once-in-a-century genius of the elves and could grow into a great assassin. So whenever he got along with his friends, he seemed very arrogant and unsociable. He felt that he was better than all of them, and he tried his best to do his best and practiced hard. He was indeed very outstanding, only Merck and Ormon were better than him.

I am a genius. He reminds himself every day that he believes that the elders will not lie to him.

The peaceful life continued until his 3000th anniversary, when he was about to become an adult, but everything changed because of that ring.

By the time he was three thousand years old, he was already a very powerful assassin. One day he came back from the forest of death and picked up a ring on the edge of the forest of death. This was a very exquisite cold silver ring, which was very precious. So he bent down and picked it up. The moment he picked up the cold silver ring, he seemed to hear a distant and ancient voice calling in his heart: Have me, you can gain powerful power with me.

Although he had some doubts in his heart, he still picked up the ring.

This is obviously a ring containing powerful power. With him, I can defeat Merck, defeat Ormon, and become the most powerful person. He told himself in his heart. But this ring belongs to someone else. The elder said that the things you picked should be returned to the original owner or deal with them to the Presbyterian Church. So he struggled violently in his heart. After feeling the powerful power contained in the ring, the greed in his heart finally gained the upper hand, and he decided to own the ring.

Go and kill that damn stork, and I can give you powerful strength. The ring said to the elf. The damn stork actually stole my fruit. I must kill it. For some reason, a trace of murderous thought arose in his heart. So, this elf who never hurts any life killed a little stork. After killing the stork, he really gained strong power and quickly promoted to the fifth-level assassin. That year, he was an elf who had just grown up in three thousand years. Countless praises surrounded him. Everyone told him that he was a genius in the elves that was rare in a century. He was immersed in this wonderful feeling and even gave up his cultivation. Since then, his strength has no progress and was soon overtaken by his former friends.

No, I am a genius, I cannot be surpassed by others, I want to become strong! He shouted in his heart, but everything was in vain, and he still did not become strong.

One day, the ring told him that as long as you kill a silver pegasus, I can give you powerful strength. One day, the ring told him that as long as you kill a unicorn, I can give you powerful strength. So he became a genius again and was once again shrouded in dazzling halo.

Under the guidance of the ring, he killed one creature after another, and in the end he himself forgot how much blood was stained on his hands, but in the world of elves, he was always regarded as a genius.

Time passed quietly, and he became a seventh-level assassin. Everyone told him that you could become a powerful lower-level god-level assassin, pursue the footsteps of the Moon Goddess, and become a powerful and eternal existence. Even he himself believed it.

But since he became a seventh-level assassin, he had no chance of gaining anything. He was anxious, but no matter how he called the ring, the ring did not respond. Time passed, and the friends of the past also became sixth-level professions. He was anxious and he was unwilling to be surpassed by them.

Until one day, the ring told him that as long as you kill the Elves, I can give you powerful strength.

No, I can't do this. He is an elf elder. He has loved me since I was a child, and I can't kill him!

The ring fell into silence again, and no matter how he called, he did not answer.

When his friends also became seventh-level professions, he was still a seventh-level profession. Everyone was disappointed with him. The elf elder's attitude towards him became much colder. He felt that he seemed to have been abandoned by everyone. Even Merck could look at him arrogantly because Merck had just reached eighth-level.
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