Running all the way, the scenery around him swept past, Jones hesitated.

Andrew, who was dragged by Jones, hurriedly shouted: "I agree!"

"Are you sure? Mr. Blood Elves." Ansel asked softly.

"Of course! Can I still disagree? What reason do I have to disagree with such a good condition?"

"Declare in advance, if someone accepts this agreement but violates it, I will definitely kill him. Perhaps it is not just killing, it may be abusive killing, and it will ensure that the soul is destroyed. Even if I don't do this, there will be others doing this for me. Even the person who broke the contract cannot be saved. In this way, are you still sure you want to accept this agreement?"

"Uh..." Even Andrew hesitated.

"Why add this passage? Because I am serious and serious. Death may not be the end. If you choose to reach an agreement and break the contract, the outcome will be countless times more miserable than being killed directly by the tomb-guarding demon. I hope you can think clearly and recognize what you are facing. Ahem..."

...

In the distance, in the same dark underground world, Ansel coughed violently, and the blue fluorescent reflected his haggard face.

"Sorry, I just woke up, so my physical condition is still a little bad. What I want to tell you is that we have waited for ten thousand years and paid countless prices. Nothing can stop us from reviving Krimatha. For this goal, we can spare no expense. Including our own lives, we are also bargaining chips on the table. Cough cough cough cough cough cough... Once you break the promise, you will be punished. Someone will impose pain that you can't even imagine on you, not for anything, just for punishment, or even for simple revenge."

Ansel's tone was slow, weak, but extremely firm.

"I am actually very disgusted with your actions of entering the ruins. This place does not belong to you. It belongs to the remains of Krimatha. But I also express my understanding. After all, you may not know what it is. Otherwise, you will not be able to enter so hasty, and you will not be so embarrassed when facing the tomb-guarding demon. But that's all, my position only allows me to give understanding, not sympathy. Compassion is too luxurious for us. Jones."

...

"Hmm?" Jones was in a hurry to wake up.

"Go to the left." Ansel reminded softly.

"Okay... OK!" Jones quickly changed direction and quickly crossed a door with Andrew. Dora, Turhu, and Lucy followed closely.

"Ansel." During the flight, Jones suddenly spoke: "I'm not sure if you have this name."

"Yes, that's my name, although no one has called me that for a long time. Have you made a decision? Tell me your decision." Ansel's voice echoed in Jones' mind.

"Maybe... maybe we can reach another agreement." Jones smiled hard and said, "Maybe we can stand on the same side. I mean, we can be compatible with each other. I am also a survivor of Krymatha, right? The ancestor of the blood clan was a failure of Krymatha's human improvement plan, and I am their descendants. In fact, all human beings are survivors of Krymatha. Their ancestors may be refugees who are locked up in shelters, or people who are at the bottom who can't figure out the situation from beginning to end, or even the leftists you call them. They have fantasies about gods and demons and use the wrong way, but you have to admit that they are still standing with Krymatha. They are your allies, not enemies. I hope that Krymatha may be revived not only you, but many others. You are not alone. I...I might be able to do something for you."

...

In the distance, Ansel slowly opened his eyes wide and fell silent.

Eugene, who was artificially conscious, was quietly suspended, quietly watching Anselle, who was standing on the operating table with his hands.

"You can consider my suggestion. Really, this suggestion may be more meaningful than the choice you give us. We have a common enemy and a common goal. I am starting to arm humans, and maybe you can help me too. We also have the Bone Holy Light Holy Church. Even if it is discovered by gods and demons, something may not happen." Jones continued to tell.

Ansel was silent for a while before whispering: "Thank you, Jones. Thank you, really. I also really hope to have a day of fighting side by side with you. But unfortunately, not now. I can't afford the risk of this secret leak. It's not that I don't trust you, but that no one can bear the responsibility, it's too great. For us, the most correct choice must be when everyone wakes up and has full ability. Before that, there shouldn't be any changes in the plan that was originally going smoothly and should not bring additional risks. I hope you can understand."

"But……"

"No," Ansel replied seriously: "My mission is to complete the instructions seriously, and nothing can be changed."

...

Jones didn't speak anymore.

On the contrary, Andrew shouted: "Wait! I have a small suggestion, of course, it may not be small anymore. After all, it is very important! Maybe you... you, Lord Ansel, you can teach us some of Krymartha's magical techniques. Jones needs it very much now, very much, very much! You don't want to wait until you are bathed in the sun again and find that the whole world is completely controlled by gods and demons, right? In that case, the so-called rise will also become very difficult!"

"Shut up Andrew!" Jones shouted.

"No, you have to let me finish it! Ansel! Just a little bit, of course, it would be better if you could have more! Even if you are not an ally, wouldn't it be a good thing to have an extra force friendly to Krymasha in this world?"

"Shut up! Andrew! I'll throw you down if you quarrel!"

"Okay, I won't make a noise! ​​But I actually have a few more words to say!"

"You've said enough!"

"No! Not enough! Ansel! We need the power of Krimatha! The blood clan is also a remnant! All human beings are remnants! Help us in your favor! A powerful sacred sect of white bones can make gods and demons worry constantly! They will be even more unable to attack you, right?"

"Andrew!"

"I've finished it! Please think carefully! I'm a blood elf, but I'm sincerely willing to work with Krimatha! I'm sincere than ever before! And if I can get Krimatha's magic secret...that's what we want, what reason do we have to tell the things here? Isn't this safer?"

"Andrew!"

...

In the distance, Ansel quietly listened to Jones and Andrew's argument, looking tired.

After a while, he whispered: "Jones, go down."

...

"Down?" Jones, who was walking in the long ladder, paused in the air.

"Ao!" Andrew fell down directly.

Dora and Lucy passed by Jones, flew to the front, and hovered quickly.

...

"Yes, go down." Ansel said softly: "I am willing to believe you and help the Giant Snake City within a limited range. Of course, there is also the Holy Light of the Bone. I can give you the magic technology of Krimath. Of course, it is only a part. The things about top magic technology in the ruins you are in have long been destroyed. You cannot find the answers to the rest. There is even a misleading nature. But there are still some useful things left. I can tell you which ones it is."

...

Andrew was ecstatic.

Jones was stunned for a while, "You have been using 'you' to me. It's because..."

...

"Because I have been used to this since I was a child, there is no other special reason." Ansel said softly: "Let me tell you which ones it is. It should be helpful to you. I heard that during my sleep, the situation of the Bone Light Holy Church was not particularly good. I hope I will hear some good news next time I wake up."

...

"Thank you, Ansel."

...

"Maybe I should thank you. You are the first to discover this secret in so many years and are willing to help us. Although I still cannot trust you absolutely." Ansel said with a smile: "But maybe I should support you too."

...

With Ansel's guide, the next thing became very simple.

Ansel was able to perfectly avoid all the tomb-guarding demons, saving Jones and Andrew the time and dangers they took to search in the ruins without any purpose.

Of course, because it is not a purposeless search, Jones will not be able to discover something like the previous diary. Although in Jones's view, such things may be more important.

Deep in the ruins, Jones found a place full of abandoned magic props.

"The things here are damaged, and in fact they are all waste that cannot be cleaned up. But they should be inspiring for you. Moreover, these things are particularly suitable for human use, and they are originally designed for humans. With the help of lichs, they should only take some time to restore them. But you may not be able to take them all away, so you can only choose some more important or more representative ones."

Under the leadership of Ansel, Jones also found several hidden magic books.

"Actually they are all basic magic books, but they are completely different from the magic system of lichs, holy spirits, and demon lords, and should also help you. The most important thing is that the things recorded in these magic books are particularly suitable for human magicians. They were written for humans from the beginning. Although they are not complicated, countless magic pioneers have devoted their lives to them."

"What about the tomb-guarding demon?" Andrew asked: "Actually, what we value most is the tomb-guarding demon and extraterritorial summoning techniques. These are what can truly pose a threat to gods and demons."

That positive look was as if he was the lord of Giant Snake City.

Jones stood beside him and looked at him silently.

...

"That's impossible to give to you." Ansel said softly: "I will not only give to you extraterritorial summoning techniques, but also about space magic and biologically improved magic. In fact, there is no such thing here. All the high-level magic information has been destroyed long ago. By the way, you only have one chance. Take as much as possible with all you need. After you leave, I will immediately activate all the tomb guards. This place will become a purgatory. The activated tomb guards will take at least a hundred years to calm down and re-enter the dormant state. Within a hundred years, even if you remember the path I led you through, you will never enter here again."

...

"Okay, thank you." Andrew hugged the Magic Book tightly, smiling awkwardly.

"Jones, you probably won't have any objections, right?" Ansel asked.

"No, there won't be. I understand how you feel." Jones replied.

...

"Thank you for your understanding." Ansel smiled: "Okay, the time is almost over. It's time for you to leave here. The people outside the ruins are already impatient to wait."

...

"The person outside the ruins?" Jones was stunned: "Adair?"

...

"Yes." Turning his face sideways, Ansel looks at another phantom beside him. In the image, Adair is standing outside the ruins with William, with anxiety on his face. A large number of lichs have gathered around him: "I'm surprised that Adair is still standing with you."

...

"Because we are members of the same fraternity," Jones said seriously. "It's all a blessing to you. We wouldn't have known each other without you."

...

Ansel was silent, looking at Jones in the image and smiled faintly.

"I won't say it anymore. Time is tight. Take what you want and what you think you need. Take as much as possible. After all, I can't explain to you what you have got one by one. Then... leave. Do you understand what I mean?"

...

"Get it." Jones nodded.

"Next, Eugene will guide you out."

“Eugene?”
To be continued...