The dark, deep cave was probably about the same size as the Char Empire back then. Under the illumination of the fireball, it could be seen that there used to be a way out here, but it was just sealed. There was thousands of air inside.
The year has not changed. If an ordinary person enters here, I am afraid that
I was afraid that they would have been directly poisoned to death, but the three people in front of me were certainly not afraid of this. Their own poison resistance properties were frighteningly high, especially since Don Quixote had opened a huge passage and the air had begun to circulate.
As he stood up, the rotten smell in the cave began to dissipate.
In the center of the cave, there is an altar. There is a cross on the altar. A person is nailed to the cross. On each hand, one on the left and one on the right has a long nail that still shines with a metallic luster nailed into the ankle.
Out, the two feet were stacked together like those on Jesus' cross, and then a longer metal spike penetrated the two layers.
The skeleton was nailed to some kind of wooden cross behind her. Of course, thousands of years have passed and there is no very delicate protective barrier. In this dry and cold place, Alustriel's body has already changed.
Now that it has become a mummy, one can only tell that it is an elf through its bones, some external features, and of course, the clothes on its body.
There was silence in the cave. Except for the breathing of the three people, the only sound left was the blazing fireball above Don Quixote's head. Ulysses stood in front of the cross without saying a word, just a little dazed.
Staring blankly at the altar in front of me,
The previous confidence and excitement suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into a dead silence again. He had made various psychological preparations before coming, and he did not even ask Don Quixote Alustriel.
How he died, he thought he could guess. Because this was the place where the two of them met for the first time. Two boring strong men met here. This was the real fate, so Ulysses's idea
It was another fake person who deceived Alustriel into coming here and then killed her.
It's a pity that he only guessed half of it. When he saw the scene in front of him, he realized that the matter was completely beyond his imagination. This altar and this cross were designed to deprive other people of the source of faith in their souls.
In ancient times, when the true gods were not particularly powerful, there were many people like Ulysses and Alustriel who could use the power of faith, but these people were not true gods and were not particularly powerful, so they
The emergence of such a type of people, such a cruel spell. By digging into others
The root of faith in the soul becomes a recipient of the power of faith, which saves a lot of time in preaching. In that era, with enough power of faith, it was possible to become a god, although no one had ever succeeded. Because of that
The World Tree at that time was not perfect, so there was such a huge loophole.
Digging out the roots of faith in the soul, even if there is no detailed description, just relying on this word can make people feel shuddering. This process is extremely painful, and even describing it in words is a bit pale. In Ulysses
In his mind, the various criminal laws in the world of Faerûn are completely incomparable with the pain this secret technique brings to people.
Only here did he understand why Alustriel used her talent to cast such a curse before she died. In addition to the real-time pain and the pain caused to him by the person who performed the criminal law, there were more
It's a kind of chilling feeling. In fact, even the dead Alustriel can't believe that Ulysses would dig into the roots of his faith to strengthen himself.
Maybe it was ten minutes, maybe half an hour. Maybe it was longer. During this period, Don Quixote, who was not very anxious, did not disturb Ulysses who was in a daze. It was obvious that his wife was nailed to this dark place.
He had been there for thousands of years, but he didn't know that he was so determined that he didn't go crazy on the spot because he loved that woman so deeply.
As for Sylvia, Ulysses' current wife, after seeing Alustriel's body, she sat limply on the ground. The impact of what she saw in front of her was enough.
Of course, this also allowed Don Quixote to confirm one thing. In this mysterious matter, this woman seemed to be nothing more than a chess piece.
Finally, the state of mind tempered by thousands of years of silence in the ruins allowed Ulysses to come out of his self-blame and sadness. He gently raised his hand and touched the mummy. It was cold, dry, and obviously
He also felt that Alustriel's soul did not leave her body, but stayed in the mummy.
Perhaps it was because she felt the familiar fluctuations. Alustriel, who was obviously a mummy and had been dead for a long time, raised his head slightly. With a creaking sound that made people worry that his head would fall off at any time, she
The hollow and sunken eyes actually lit up with a light green light. Apparently, Alustriel had transformed into an undead spirit at this time, or a lich without a phylactery.
"I, Alustriel, curse the past, present, and future dragons. All dragons who are not born of true love will die."
The familiar voice was exactly the same as the memory Don Quixote received from Osiris, but this time the voice was spread in the air. It was still so plain, without any emotion, or in other words,
At this time, Alustriel only has a remnant soul left.
, not even the ability to think, leaving only the most basic resentment and a few memories related to the past. Things like emotional fragments have probably disappeared long ago. They can vibrate the air and make sounds through spell fluctuations.
, which is already very remarkable.
"Don't you remember me anymore?" Ulysses, who didn't mind at all that Alustriel was already a mummy, once again touched Alustriel's shriveled cheek with his hand, "Or do you hate me so much that you don't want to leave anymore?"
Are you talking to me? We have been calculated. Whether it is you or me, it is not you we see. It is someone else who can deceive you and me. However, you don’t have to worry now. I will soon
I will rescue you."
"I, Alustriel, cursed the past, present, and future dragons. All dragons who were not born of true love will die..."
However, everything is just as Don Quixote guessed. This Dharma God who once stood at the top of the world of Faerun has already lost the uniqueness of mankind because the roots of his faith were unearthed and he was imprisoned here for thousands of years.
The ability to think, only the ability to keep repeating that sentence is left. Seeing all this, a trace of helplessness flashed in Ulysses's eyes. Although he was powerful. Although he was once a person who could take over
A strong man with the power of faith, but he is not the true god after all. Now Alustriel has lost the ability to communicate. In short, even if Don Quixote cannot use the power of the true god to target Alustriel
, but for this dead woman, he can completely pass the rules of the Faerun world, which states that the soul belongs to the God of Death, and bring her back to the underworld, and he will not have any way to stop it.
Moreover, although Ulysses is not a soul mage and is not proficient in soul spells, he has lived for so long anyway. He knows very well that now that Alustriel's soul has been damaged to such a degree, he cannot
If he dared to pat his chest and say that Alustriel would regain consciousness, even if there was a chance, it would be a long, long time. He had nothing to exchange for this permanent time with Don Quixote.
The last step is to remove this curse. It is also a great thing for the dragon clan, so that the declining dragon clan can be revived, so that those dragons entering their old age do not need to go through the day of selection and actively die. As giant dragons,
The most glorious leader of the dragon clan, he has no reason to stop Don Quixote from doing anything!
But he couldn't do it. Looking at his deceased wife in front of him, he felt not only regret for the past, but also doubt and confusion. He had always been confused about why he and she became so impulsive back then.
And distrust. Now there are too many secrets in it. Thinking of Ulysses turning around and looking at Don Quixote, there was a trace of prayer in his eyes.
For Don Quixote, if it is not necessary, he does not want to get entangled with the most powerful man of the dragon clan. As the same saying goes, he will always be a person who treats courtesy first and then fights, but this time the matter cannot be controlled by Don Quixote.
Quixote has made the decision. In order to get Shirley out of danger, he can use any method. If Ulysses does not stop him, in the current state of Alustriel, Don Quixote will be defeated.
The bell can get rid of this remnant soul. If Ulysses stops him, then Don Quixote can use the excuse that Ulysses just thought of and return the remnant soul to the control of Death.
The soul is also reasonable. No matter what, he will never let go of this woman named Alustriel, so even after seeing Ulysses' expression, Don Quixote was already planning to reject this giant dragon.
However, just when he was about to speak, the time of the world stopped again. As for this, it was because he had experienced such a thing once, in the British Empire.
Whether it was Ulysses who wanted to open his mouth to speak, or Sylvia who was still sitting on the ground without saying a word, they were still there, and even the fireball on Don Quixote's head was still there.
It has stopped burning. Except for himself, time in this world has been stopped. "Master's wife?" Don Quixote asked tentatively to the void. Obviously, in his knowledge, he could make
It seems that the only person who can do such a thing is Phila, the goddess of time.
"Crack!" Just when Don Quixote wanted to shout another sentence, the still world was broken into pieces by some force like glass, and behind these pieces, there was an endless blue sky, green
The grassland, the breeze carrying the fragrance of earth, and the towering sun seem not far away, but they give people a feeling that they can never get close.
Big tree, Don Quixote guessed wrong. In addition to his master wife, there is another existence in this world that can easily stop time, and that is the vision will of the world of Faerun, the World Tree! However, at this time, Don Quixote
Quixote still didn't know that the big tree in front of him was the World Tree. After all, he didn't have the chance to see such a powerful existence.
"This is the World Tree, this is just its projection," Osiris came to Don Quixote immediately, but judging from her expression, she seemed to have known all this beforehand.
"I have seen the great goddess Osiris."
"Come on," Osiris rolled her eyes at Don Quixote, "You don't need to pretend in front of it. It controls everything and knows everything. It's just that you can't just use what it knows to do what it wants."
"Oh," Don Quixote nodded slightly. Even if time stopped, he took out a large chair from the space ring without any restraint, and let Osiris sit in front of him.
He gently squeezed her back and said, "I don't know if the great World Tree summons me. Is there something wrong?"
A gust of wind blew, and the World Tree did nothing except make waves of salsa sounds. It had told Osiris everything, letting her be its spokesperson, and he appeared just to express it to Osiris.
An attitude, this matter is very important. After enjoying Don Quixote's massage for a long time, Osiris gently pulled
She took Don Quixote's hands and placed them on her swollen belly, obviously wanting Don Quixote to feel the child in her belly, "This time you are in trouble!
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