Chapter 328: The Frostwhisperer's Frozen Blood

This is...... What the? ”

The four dark carvings were suffocated by the almost cruel spectacle in front of them.

What appeared in front of them was a strange and desperate situation reminiscent of an ice vault or a snow park.

In an airtight basement completely covered in ice, nine humanoid ice sculptures sit at a round table.

Some people stand up angrily, some people calmly relax their bodies and spread their hands, some people gather together and whisper to the people around them, and some people lean back as if they want to stay away from others......

Like a work of art, the ice sculpture composed of four men, five women and nine elves with different movements and expressions is like a living thing.

But it is distinctly different from sculpture.

The movements of the sculptures are always exaggerated. To emphasize a sense of strength or weakness, or to maintain a sense of physical or artistic balance...... Perhaps one or two human sculptures will have a very similar movement and demeanor to a real person, but if it is a plural sculpture, you will immediately notice a slight incongruity that is different from a real person.

It's like snapping and posing.

What can be presented in front of them is a scene that is "captured".

He could even see a person whose eyelids were only a small slit open, and even looked a little stupid, not knowing whether to open or close his eyes; You can also see the man's angry expression, his facial features are distorted and crooked.

It's as if time suddenly stands still.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ What is this, what is the situation? ”

He muttered.

"They're all frostwhisperers."

Citalopram, as the only human-ghost translator - or psychic - translates Miss Bofis to the other players in unison: "But don't be nervous. They don't trigger a trap by maintaining this action...... They all came to the underground chamber voluntarily and gave their lives.

Or rather, they had intended to hide in a public nightmare. It's just one last use of their bodies before they escape. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ That is, is this a ritual? ”

The four dark carvings quickly reacted.

Citalopram immediately replied: "Yes, exactly. ”

This position they are in, even in this "sewer", is the lowest position.

They walked down the sewer into the city, turning left and right, and walked inside for more than twenty minutes until they finally found a building that looked like a huge well.

The wellhead of this "well" is more than three meters above the ground. But it's not hard to climb...... Because there are stairs leading to the wellhead. And the stairs are very spacious, not so narrow and short that you can only step on them sideways.

This shows that the designers considered the possibility of someone running through the sewer from the beginning.

When they climbed the wellhead, they found that there were U-shaped steel pipes like staplers, and on both sides of the wellhead, they formed a ladder-like structure.

They climbed down the hill for nearly five minutes before they finally came here. The further down the road went, the colder it became, and halfway through the way, the steel pipe was already covered with a layer of ice. By three-quarters of the way around, the surroundings have completely become a world of ice and snow.

Yes, there are not even horizontal doors and windows here.

Walking down the ladders on both sides, you can see that the center of the wellhead is the wooden tabletop.

They stepped onto the table and only then jumped off it.

The ground and walls were covered with thick ice. Even after hundreds of thousands of years, the ice here has not melted.

The strong cold air and even small Xiaoice chips that can fly in the air with the naked eye. Dove had been frozen and curled up in a chocolate garment...... And Si Darken couldn't help but tremble and stepped on the ground to keep warm, so that he could barely maintain his voice without trembling.

It's citalopram...... She could clearly feel the chill, but there was no sign of shivering in her body.

"Before they died, they donated their bodies for a ceremony. The name of this ritual is 'Ninefold Faces of the Unburned'. Nine transcendents of the same profession, who take the poison of the honey pill under them, perform a mysterious play called the 'Sacrifice of the Nine', and die in the play to forcibly interrupt the ritual.

"It's not that they need to do anything with this ritual. It's a by-product of the ritual – in a self-sacrificing type of ritual, the bodies of the transcendent who die don't turn into nightmares...... Instead, it will become 'an incompletely transformed mantra material'. All the curses and their own souls are sealed in them.

"And after the ritual drained their souls, all that was left was a cursed husk. Since this ritual is based on the nine Frost Whisperers, the curse that overflows and gathers around it will pass through the corpses of the nine Frost Whisperers and transform into pure chill. ”

Citalopram translated.

Hearing this, Si was a little confused: "They took a lot of trouble to ...... What is this to do?

"Just to make a refrigerator?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ It seems like yes. ”

Citalopram paused and replied in a low voice.

These two sentences were not translations, but her own thoughts: "The elves' technology seems to be focused on spell energy...... At least that's how the elves of the Tertiary are.

"They can't get out of the spell to make a refrigerator. And in fact, even if it's us, we can't let the refrigerator keep cooling without any energy......"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Kelvin closed the coffin board and lay back in relief. ”

Dove complained on the forum: "The world in this strange place is always unexpected science. ”

"Let's gather first."

Citalopram commanded, "The light blue liquid in this ice is the 'Frostwhisperer's Frozen Blood'. I don't know how much Annan wants...... Let's start with half a catty. ”

"Half a pound is too much!"

Four secretly complained.

"What can I do?"

Citalopram said helplessly: "We didn't bring a container again?" Who knew that the 'Frozen Blood' was liquid......

"Why don't you cut off an arm and take it away when the ice is frozen. I saw that Annan had already rushed over, so I hurried out and handed it over to him, and I didn't have to worry about sending it back to wait. ”

"If it's for ice, then you might as well cut off your head. At least the fault is smaller......"

Dove complained on the forum.

"Isn't that right?"

The four dark carvings suddenly realized something: "If you say, the elves are here to create an eternal refrigeration enchantment...... So what exactly are they planning to keep?

"When we first came down, there wasn't anything at this table."

"This Bofis has already said it."

Citalopram shook his head and explained, "It's not that there is nothing, but that someone has taken it.

"In a sense, this is a wellβ€”it's spacious enough to lift something out of its way, even if you avoid the U-shaped handles on either side. And Bofis said it...... The place where the bones were once kept, and the place where the 'Frostwhisperer's Frozen Blood' was collected were on the way.

"I suspect that this is where the elves originally intended to store the bones. This indicates that the elves should have given up on the idea of signing a pact with the Holy Bones at that time, or it may be that they could not sign a contract.

"In terms of timeline, this place should have been built some time before the elves had the big ceremony...... It can even be said that it may have been forcibly dug up using spell energy and opening the creative mode.

"At that time, the elves thought that the holy bones would always be here. They created this ritual to suppress the activity of the holy bones as much as possible and prevent the curse from leaking.

"Since medicinal wine can anesthetize the holy bones, there is no reason why low temperature cannot reduce its activity. And the agent will always deteriorate at room temperature. However, if it is stored in a low temperature environment, the storage time will increase somewhat. ”

Citalopram knows a lot about this.

Today, there are no bottles for the bones.

Other words...... After the ritual was completed here, some time later, Bofit's mother took the bones from the place.

And the discovery on Annan's side can further affirm this speculation-

The bottle he picked up was the bottle that was left after the heart of justice was taken away.

And judging by the fact that it has "lost its efficacy...... I'm afraid that the bottle will appear in that position, I'm afraid it's because the holy bones can't be controlled after leaving the cold storage.

But these are the details.

Annan and the children did not go down, but waited for them to return at the only entrance and exit.

Whether it's the hands or the head. When it was delivered to Annan, Annan did have a way to keep the ice on its surface from melting.

If you can't even do this kind of thing, then it's better not to advance.

The remaining unused parts may be able to be made into some equipment and then sold back to the player...... Just practice your hands.

It's finally time to advance......

Annan took a deep breath with a little nervousness as he carried the "Holy Bone Extract" wrapped in his coat.

Finally...... Are you going to settle with the artist?

Update complete!

Today I can only get more troubled, and tomorrow I have to go to the Social Security Bureau to change my social security card...... Come back in the afternoon and strive for three watches!

(End of chapter)