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When Eight-cloud Ink opened his eyes, he saw a gray sky.
"What's going on …"
This time, although his spiritual power was still suppressed, it was much better than during Ru Lan's Chaotic Dance.
Although he could still only detect a short distance, Eight-cloud Ink was sure that he was still in Abandoned Metropolis Megidor.
"I turned into the Elf Device, why am I still separated."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Eight-cloud Ink's eyes were a bit gloomy.
The force that forced him to turn into a human was full of violence and madness.
It was the same as the darkness that he felt was eroding Elven King.
"Forget it, let's find Ashina first."
In front of him was an astonishingly huge group of ruins.
Hall-like buildings made of boulders stood everywhere, or it could be said that they were piled up like collapsed ruins.
Strange trees grew on the ground that was cut open by the stone slabs. It was a scene like a sea of trees.
"Annoying place, gloomy and disgusting."
The entire Abandoned Metropolis was full of resentment.
It was the will left behind by the elves who died here.
After all, this was the battlefield site of the elven war thousands of years ago.
The whistling sand brushed past his cheeks and also raised Eight-cloud Ink's clothes.
A faint light shield suddenly appeared and blocked the sand that made him uncomfortable.
"Even the air has become a lot more stuffy, how many elves died here …"
Just as he was about to walk towards the ruins not far away, Eight-cloud Ink suddenly noticed an entrance to the underground palace next to him.
"Hmm!?"
From this entrance, there was a very weak aura of water element.
It was very pure, which made Eight-cloud Ink very excited.
Suddenly, Eight-cloud Ink remembered that the elven contract between him and Ashina was a water elven contract.
Eight-cloud Ink had always been puzzled by the existence of that contract.
Vaguely, he guessed that this had something to do with Elven King of Water.
Perhaps it was because of the elven contract, but Eight-cloud Ink felt very close to the water elemental aura coming from the underground palace.
[Let's go in and take a look.]
With that thought in mind, Eight-cloud Ink waved his hand to break the seal at the entrance of the underground palace and walked in.
After entering the underground palace, there was a long corridor that led downwards.
"This is!?"
As soon as he stepped into the corridor, Eight-cloud Ink's dark pupils shrank slightly.
"Elven ore!!"
This corridor was actually made entirely of elven ores.
Although they were only low-grade elven ores of low quality, their quantity was enough to shock the world.
At the very least, the elven ores contained in a single vein would definitely not be able to support such a huge project.
"Should I say, as expected of the battlefield of Karma?"
While observing the corridor, Eight-cloud Ink walked down.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Eight-cloud Ink still could not see the end.
In the palm of his raised right hand, there was a glowing purple ball of light that illuminated the surroundings.
The entire underground palace seemed to be suppressed by some kind of force. The ball of light that was supposed to be able to illuminate a large area only illuminated the area around Eight-cloud Ink.
Moreover, from the moment he stepped into the underground palace, Eight-cloud Ink felt that his spiritual energy was suppressed again.
Furthermore, Eight-cloud Ink, who originally relied on the powerful eyesight of a monster to have a visual range that far exceeded that of a human's even without spiritual energy, realized that his eyesight seemed to have returned to the state when he was still a human.
"Tsk, can I still play happily …"
After complaining in a low voice, Eight-cloud Ink used the weak light to look at the stone walls of the corridor.
The stone walls were engraved with elven words, but Eight-cloud Ink did not recognize any of them.
It was the ancient elven language.
Finally, after walking for a long distance, the corridor that had been straight all this time suddenly changed.
A fork in the road.
"Huh?"
Looking at the fork in front of him, Eight-cloud Ink raised his eyebrows.
Opening a gap, Eight-cloud Ink used the hand that was not holding the ball of light to take out a piece of elven ore.
Using his finger, the elven ore in his palm quickly turned into the shape of a flying dagger.
He casually threw the flying dagger, and it spun a few times in the air before landing on the ground.
The tip of the dagger pointed at himself.
"It's just a flying dagger, and you dare to resist."
The corner of his mouth twitched, and Eight-cloud Ink proudly stepped on it.
"Bang — —!!"
The flying dagger on the ground bounced up and landed on the ground again, the tip of the dagger pointing at the right entrance.
"That's more like it!"
After crushing the flying dagger with his foot, Eight-cloud Ink entered the right passage.
After entering the right passage, the corridor finally stopped going down, and began to move forward in parallel.
Finally, after passing through the corridor, Eight-cloud Ink came to a slightly wider stone hall.
Other than the entrance that he came from, there were three other entrances to the stone hall.
"Eh? That's … "
Eight-cloud Ink's gaze was suddenly attracted by a carving on the wall of the stone hall.
That was a sword.
He stepped forward and put the light ball in his hand close to the stone wall. After carefully observing, Eight-cloud Ink frowned slightly.
"Although the shape is somewhat different, it is indeed the little girl with the holy sword."
That sword was the demon slaying holy sword Aistel.
This relic had a history of at least thousands of years. The reliefs carved on it should be from the time of the elven war, or even earlier.
On the stone wall, a girl holding the demon slaying holy sword was fighting with a male elven user whose face could not be seen clearly.
"A male elven user … Could it be that Demon King Solomon?"
Judging from this, the girl holding the demon slaying holy sword should be the Saintess of Salvation that was passed down from generation to generation on the continent.
As time passed, Aistel gradually recovered her previous memories.
Although it was incomplete, Aistel also told Ashina and Eight-cloud Ink that she was indeed the holy sword that killed the demon king in the hands of the Saintess.
It was just that Aistel still didn't know what happened after the demon king was killed by the Saintess.
It seemed to be related to the curse that could not be removed from Aistel's body.
In addition, beside this relief, there were some humanoid elves carved.
Among them, there was a female humanoid elf covered in flame feathers. The huge scythe in her hand that was disproportionate to her petite body looked very conspicuous.
"What are these things?"
"Engraved on it are the ancient warriors who used to show their power here!"
Suddenly, a girl's voice sounded in the stone hall.
"What evildoer!!"
Eight-cloud Ink turned around in an instant and shouted at the empty hall.
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"Pu- hahahahaha!!"
Yukari threw herself on the wooden table without caring about her image, laughing until tears flowed out.
Behind her, Azura still stood respectfully.
Looking at the image presented in the gap, Azura's head slid down a large number of black lines.
[Young Master Mo, you are a monster yourself, but you still say 'what evildoer'. Are you acting cute?]
In the gap, it was the image of Eight-cloud Ink in the underground palace.
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The one who emerged from the darkness was a young girl with mirror-colored hair, dressed in the mysterious attire of a witch.
Her front hair was flat, and her lake-like eyes were staring at Eight-cloud Ink.
From her rather petite figure, she was about the same age as Lynslet's sister, Mireyou.
"Evildoer … what is it?"
Hearing the girl's expressionless question, Eight-cloud Ink reacted.
He himself was an evildoer.
Eight-cloud Ink felt that he made a fool of himself and laughed awkwardly, then carefully looked at the girl in front of him.
There was no human aura, so she couldn't be an elven messenger.
Of course, it was also impossible for her to have the aura of a monster.
At the same time, her body was full of water elemental power, which made Eight-cloud Ink feel very close to her.
Who is this girl?
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