Dongfang Herring picked up the torch from the ground and approached the broken stone carving. As the flames expanded, the shape of this sculpture also appeared in the field of vision. It was a stalwart middle-aged man with a long sword on his waist, full of heroism.
In terms of proportion, the man's height should be more than two meters, which is very majestic. Dongfang Herring glanced at it twice and then looked away. It was a broken sculpture, and the things were taken away, so it was worthless. However, just as he was about to step over the gravel, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, no¡ª¡ª
When the sculpture was pushed by someone, the gravel should be rolled in a mess, so it is so neat and looks like this, it was clearly put together by someone, there are other people here.
"Who are you, come out!" Dongfang Herring's eyes turned into yin and yang symbols, and the whole cave became unreal, and all objects were composed of wisps of lines.
"You won't come out, will you? Then don't come out." Dongfang Herring's voice cooled down, a flash of light flashed in his right hand, and the black dragon horned magic wand appeared.
"Wait¡ª¡ªI'm being attacked, why don't I come out!" A rock suddenly made a sound in the blind spot illuminated by the torch, and then squirmed, turning into a player. 强牺  读牺
"If you have something to say, we don't use fists to solve problems that can be solved with words." This player is short and thin. If you don't look at the front face, but only look at the back, you will definitely think it is a child of twelve or thirteen years old. He raised his hands and walked to Dongfang Herring with a smile.
"Who are you?" Dongfang Herring's face was calm, but his heart was shocked. This person escaped the scanning of Yin and Yang eyes. In fact, he was not sure if there was anyone. It was just a guess, but he didn't expect to be right.
"I didn't see anything, I was just a passerby, a soy sauce maker." When the player spoke, his eyeballs kept rolling, giving people a very treacherous feeling.
Dongfang Herring didn't speak, but looked at him calmly, and the black dragon horned magic wand moved a little forward. A smiling movement, but the hairs on the player's body stood up, and he shouted: "I said, I said, I said it all, don't do it."
"I just want to hear the truth. If there is one sentence that is not true, I won't listen to it anymore." Dongfang Herring said lightly.
"The truth, the truth, I guarantee it's all the truth." The player smiled stiffly, "My name is Qianshan Xiaogui, a professional thief, level 70, 28 years old, living in Shaanxi, single, no girlfriend¡ª"
"What is your purpose here?" Dongfang Herring interrupted his nonsense.
"Do the task." Qianshan Xiaogui said.
"What task?" Dongfang Herring asked. This time Zhang Si
"The mission of the Twelve Saints." Qianshan Xiaogui dared not hide it.
"This is a big task. The Twelve Saints have been dead for so long. Please tell me more about it." Dongfang Herring's eyes flashed brightly. None of the tasks related to the Twelve Saints would be small tasks. The twelfth sage at the bottom got a fake forbidden curse, and the top few were not given the fake forbidden curse like Chinese cabbage. According to Qianshan Xiaogui, what he received was not one or two sages, It's twelve saints together, which is awesome.
"Do you know the Twelve Saints?" Qianshan Xiaogui's complexion changed, and he was a little unhappy.
"I also know that the Twelfth Saint is not dead and has lived until now." Dongfang Herring said.
"Really? Where is it? How is it now?" Qianshan Xiaogui was both surprised and happy. If he hadn't been afraid of the Black Dragon Horn magic wand, he would have rushed forward.
"Now I'm asking you." Dongfang Herring was not worried that the other party would not tell the truth.
Qianshan Xiaogui's face changed a few times, and finally he made up his mind suddenly, and said slowly: "Not long after entering the Sky City, I received a mission to find the Twelve Saints."
"Hasn't it been a long time?" Dongfang Herring couldn't help but interjected.
"That's right, it's just that there were almost no clues at the beginning. I searched through the estimates, and I could only see a half-claw. I didn't know part of the information about the Twelve Saints until the game was updated and the library appeared. I made some progress, but I was not happy for a long time. As the game was updated many times, and the faction missions appeared later, the clues I was looking for had a huge change, which caused my mission to be interrupted for a while. I locked my target on the eleventh holy His ability is transformation, the most powerful is turning into a zombie, his body is as strong as iron, invulnerable to swords and guns, and even forbidden spells can't kill him. I dug twenty-two ancient tombs in the city of the earth, and finally We dug out the information of the Eleventh Saint, and then found his residence, but unexpectedly, it still failed.¡±
"Why?" Dongfang Herring showed an expression of admiration on his face. A player can find twenty-two large tombs in a row.Yes is a talent.
"The Eleventh Saint's residence is a land of jeopardy, extremely dangerous, but when I went in, I didn't encounter any danger at all. At that time, I felt bad. I went in and took a look, and it was so. The Eleventh Saint's residence It¡¯s already a mess, the Eleventh Saint was captured, and according to the traces left at the scene, he was betrayed by someone close to him, stabbed in the back, and his ability to transform was restricted.¡±
"With the abilities of the Twelve Saints, even if there is only half of the ability left, ordinary people can't catch him, right?" Dongfang Herring asked.
"It was the demons who did it." Qianshan Xiaogui said.
"Demon Race?" Dongfang Herring didn't expect that this matter would involve the Demon Race, but it's normal to think about it. At that time, the various races were fighting, which was similar to the current situation. The Twelve Saints were the top combat power of the human race at that time, and it was normal for the demons to deal with them. Suddenly, my heart moved, and I asked Qianshan Xiaogui: "Do you have any photos or portraits of the Eleventh Saint?"
"Yes, but it's not clear. It's a stone carving." Qianshan Xiaogui took out a pair of rubbing drawings and explained: "At that time, the painting technology was just enlightened. Basically, it was mainly landscapes, flowers, birds and wild animals, and there were few painters. Yes, the Twelve Saints did not leave any portraits, which were rubbed from the sculptures at that time."
Dongfang Herring nodded. The ancients had a tradition of worshiping heroes. Those who made great contributions would erect monuments and statues for future generations to pay homage to. With the achievements of the Twelve Saints, such sculptures are not rare. After digging so many tombs, it is normal for Xiaogui to find one or two sculptures. However, when he opened the rubbing paper and took a look, he was completely dumbfounded.
The Eleventh Saint is a very handsome man. Although the rubbing is not clear enough, the overall outline is not bad. He has seen this man before and killed him. It was when the beast clan was exterminated, someone released a coffin, and the monster that got out of it finally died and recovered its own appearance. It was carved out of the same mold as the portrait on the rubbing. make big make owl
This is bad! Dongfang Herring's heart is like ten thousand muddy horses galloping past. Everything he did in the orc clan was motivated by the extermination of the orc clan. One, what's the matter?