Chapter 320: The People of Osser
"The First Holy Relic ......"
Citalopram muttered.
Even though she didn't know anything about the power of the Holy Bones, that didn't stop her from understanding what it was.
She knew that the "dyeing" of the Tertiary period referred to the modern golden order.
In other words, the "Holy Bone" is a kind of guaranteed and gold-level that can only be qualified for, and is basically equivalent to the top-level supernatural power of the Godhead. It is even limited to a few copies all over the world, which is extremely rare, non-mass-produced, and non-renewable.
- And Popith's mother, who was able to get a copy of the bones?
Even the oldest, and theoretically the most powerful, remains of "justice"!
Even if it can't be awakened, it's just a collector's value...... This is probably one of the most valuable treasures in this world.
ββ¦β¦ Is your mom a big shot? β
Citalopram asked cautiously.
Could it be that Bofis is still the eldest lady of the elf family?
Seeing that citalopram looked nervous, Bofis couldn't help but burst out laughing.
When she laughed, she politely covered her mouth with the sleeve of her right arm, vaguely showing a noble temperament.
"It depends on what you think~"
The corners of Bofit's mouth raised.
She floated around Citalopram, the white gauze skirt swaying in the air like a fishtail, and gently patted Citalopram's face.
If Bofis were still alive, I guess I would be able to smell her scent......
But because both of them are now in a state of soul, citalopram can only vaguely feel a very slight sense of contact. It's like the hot smoke from a scented candle slapping on your face.
So Citalopram reached out without hesitation, grabbed Bofit's skirt, and wanted to pull it to his side.
"Uhh
Bofis let out a lovely sorrowful sound, and hurriedly reached out to hold the hem of her skirt, and begged for mercy: "Don't do this, Miss Citalopram! β
"There's no one else here......"
"The seniors are still watching!"
Bofis continued to let out a mournful scream.
At this time, citalopram realized that those Wangzi QQ candy were looking here......
She couldn't help but snort and gently let Bofis go.
β¦β¦ Obviously the clothes are so colored, are you so shy?
So she licked her lips again.
Intimidated by the gaze of the carnivorous man of Citalopram, Bofis shuddered in the air and floated back two more steps. It wasn't until she was three places away from citalopram that she finally blushed and straightened out her clothes, which were a little messy from the struggle.
"Mom...... Ahem, mother," Bofis whispered, "she's the captain of the Stormwind Legion. β
"Storm Legion?"
Citalopram asked curiously.
Bofis hummed and explained in a low voice, "It's an air force made up entirely of Wind Dancers and Griffins. The griffons may have perished...... It is the darling of the wind, with claws that can easily tear through the atmosphere, wings that can roll up hurricanes, and even when flying above clouds, it can penetrate thunder and hurricanes to lock onto enemies on the ground.
"And we wind dancers are professions that can walk, run, and jump in the atmosphere, and can swim in the air like fish...... I'm a wind dancer.
"Of course...... Wind dancers can't fly as tall as griffins. But at least a few dozen meters above the ground is still very relaxed. β
Speaking of this, there was pride in Bofit's crisp tone: "If only I were alive, I could let you hug me." β
ββ¦β¦ Well? β
"No, it's not!"
Bofis quickly realized that there was something wrong with his words, and immediately blushed: "I meanβI can let you hug me and experience how light my body is!" β
"How light?" Citalopram asked reluctantly.
"The more powerful the Wind Dancer, the less weight I'll be β I weigh less than 20 pounds!"
ββ¦β¦ Hey, that's really light! β
Citalopram was really a little surprised, and even a little envious: "Then will you eat fat?" Become...... Fluttering balls? β
Her first instinct was actually ...... If the body is so light, doesn't it mean that it won't sag?
But considering that there are still male players watching the live broadcast, in order to protect his ladylike image, citalopram did not ask this directly.
To be honest, a little envious......
"Not really!"
Bofis reacted extremely strongly: "I also have a good control of my body-"
"That means you're still going to eat fat?"
ββ¦β¦ It's going to be. β
Bofis tilted her head slightly and muttered in a low voice, "And the male style dancers are all deliberately gaining weight...... Because even if the weapon is lightened, it will still have some weight.
"In order to balance the weight of the weapon, it is necessary to increase the muscles of the whole body. On top of that, add extra metal boots. β
"It's not easy......"
Citalopram exclaimed, "Is your mother a golden rank?" Ah, no...... I mean, dyeing scale? β
"I can understand the Golden Tier......"
Bofis nodded, and said helplessly, "We also use curse bearers. But at that time, at the transcendent level, we had to divide it more finely.
"The path of ascension is like the process of alchemy...... Corruption, calcination, coagulation, purification, dissolution, dyeing, sublimation, it's hard to understand, right? This is actually a metaphor for the process of turning copper into gold. In the first two stages, bronze is used as a carrier, and the middle two are silver, and dissolution and dyeing are gold...... And sublimation is the state after receiving the Book of Truth.
"And my mother is not a dyeing level, and strictly speaking, it can't be considered a gold level...... Because she has been given her own book of truth. β
ββ¦β¦ Hey? β
Hearing this, Citalopram was stunned for a moment.
In the Third Age, he received the Book of Truth...... Could it be that Popith's mother has become a god?
ββ¦β¦ May I ask, which book is it? β
"It doesn't hurt to tell you."
Bofis sighed and said with some melancholy, "Mom didn't enter this ceremony back then...... Because she is not here, but in the royal capital. Now, if my mother hadn't died, she would have become a god......
"But if she really became a god, she didn't come to me once...... I'd rather ......."
When she said this, her expression became a little gloomy.
"Hey, speaking of which," Citalopram heard this, and remembered the situation on the side of the delicious wind goose, so he interrupted the previous topic: "Do you know the path of depravity?" β
ββ¦β¦ Of course I do. β
Bofis nodded lightly and became serious: "But you'd better not touch it."
"Demonic ...... But it was finally exterminated by us. β
"'You guys'? Or 'we'? β
"It's 'us.'"
Bofiz was a little surprised: "Isn't it taught in your history books?"
"We, the Oters...... In the second period, it was because the land where I lived was occupied by demons that I fled to the desert.
"'Osser' means 'flee, flee'."