1422: Chapter 408: The Poison Arrow Sharpshooter 1422: Chapter 408: The Poison Arrow Sharpshooter Excavating the Areida Fla Demon took a long ti; the permafrost was simply too hard and it had been buried a little too deep initially.
The Moon Elf Queen, Liv, stood by, while the sisters Golinny and Gortani couldn’t chat much with Liu Zhenshan, only able to communicate through glances.
Guoguo, on the other hand, was having a much more carefree ti than old Liu, occasionally pinching a dead twig to dip into the freezing pond, pulling up a frost covered icicle, and sucking on it with Axianu with a slurping sound.
Mourinho led a group of guards and Flower Elves, huffing and puffing as they dug until nightfall, and by the ti a bright moon hung high in the sky, they were finally drenched in sweat as they unearthed an ancient box containing the Poison Fla Demon King from a pit about ten ters deep.
To Liu Zhenshan’s surprise, after digging for so long, the Flower Elves’ Carved Steel Shovel didn’t break, showing that the Upper Elves were not all style over substance, having seemingly achieved a perfect balance between aesthetics and chanical principles.
Liu Zhenshan toned down his previous contempt a notch.
Eight robust Teutonic Soldiers used thick vines as wide as wrists to hoist a coffin-like silver chest from the pit; the box, scoured by countless years of weathering, bore massive etched scars as if a single touch would cause it to flake away.
The box featured a large lock, terribly corroded.
A Flower Elf swung the Carved Steel Shovel several tis but couldn’t smash it open.
Instead, a Teutonic Soldier simply twisted it and it ca off.
Liu Zhenshan couldn’t help but be curious and leaned in for a closer look.
He found it odd that warriors from the Otherworld were all experts in both close combat and magic, and history claid that the Chaos World’s Poison Fla Demon King was a formidable figure, surely having a size exceeding ten ters.
This was recorded in the books!
Wasn’t this box a bit too small?
What Liu didn’t expect was that this large box contained another smaller one.
Even more surprisingly, it was not just one layer; there were a whole six layers of boxes within.
The smallest box asuring about one ter thirty-four in length, and the two Flower Elves who lifted it out wore thick fiber gloves, handling it with extre care.
This, they said, was because the body of the Poison Fla Demon King was laden with virulent poison, to prevent contamination.
The mont the box was opened, a gentle glow like moonlight, Silver Radiance, scattered in all directions, casting its light on everyone’s face, as if coated in rcury.
Liu Zhenshan stood stunned, looking like a wooden chicken, while Guoguo, who was leaning dangerously forward on his shoulder, nearly fell into the box, saved only by Xiao Bei, who grabbed its ear in ti.
An ancient small silver box lay open, inside it a little girl with black hair like clouds, curled up sound asleep, her eyelashes fluttering every now and then, as though she was dreaming sweetly.
The naked, delicate body of the girls was bound in layers of a finely-woven, cloud-ridged chain.
It wound around her body in nine sections, with every joint deeply inscribed with Elental Fluctuation, creating a suppressed vibration, almost unreal; Magic symbols erged intermittently, their rcury-like glow the source of the Silver Radiance.
Originally lined with a layer of charcoal-colored silk fabric, the clear blue pattern beca visible with the breeze and soon turned into black butterfly-shape pieces.
As if startled awake, the little girl suddenly opened her eyes, lifting her head halfway, looking frightened as she fixed her gaze on the large crowd before her.
She wasn’t very pretty, but she was quite endearing.
“What a sight!
She even transford into a humanoid shape,” Mourinho remarked after a long while.
“Lucky she was bound by the ‘Wind Runes Puppet Chains’ in humanoid form, otherwise this box definitely wouldn’t have been able to contain her,” Elder Cech remarked, his nose red with cold.
“Is this the Poison Fla Demon King?” Liu Zhenshan asked, a little puzzled: “Why don’t I sense any Elental Power from her?”
“If you were bound by the ‘Wind Runes Puppet Chains’, all your powers would also turn into restraining force,” said the Moon Elf Queen with a cold voice.
“Is that so?” Liu Zhenshan eyed Queen Liv sideways, he vaguely felt the queen seed to bear so hostility towards him: “Your Majesty, congratulations to you first, this is truly an Artifact.”
“Lord Richard, would you like to try what it feels like to be bound by these chains?” Queen Liv’s face was frosty as she gazed intently at Liu Zhenshan: “I guarantee, it will be a truly unforgettable experience for you.”
“No problem!” Both groups of Upper Elves had problems with Liu today, and official Liu was truly holding back a bellyful of anger, he laughed in response to his fury: “If given the chance, you must let try these ‘Wind Runes Puppet Chains’, I really want to see how powerful they actually are!
“It’s just a joke,” Queen Liv smiled sweetly.
According to the age of Elves, this queen, though married, was still undeniably a young girl.
Her smile was as refreshing as spring flowers after the rain, with an ethereal grace.
Fucking hell!
Another little demon playing with people’s hearts.
Liu Zhenshan cursed silently.
“With this Quennil Anruida, the Poison Fla Demon, and a couple more Black Dragons, our sage Elise’s resurrection is only a matter of ti now!” the elder of the Flower Elves said gleefully, rubbing his hands together.
“I’m not any Poison Fla Demon King!
I am Quennil Anruida!” the little girl lying in the box timidly defended.
A burst of hearty laughter followed; everyone thought this Areida was a good actor, even ancient demons were skilled at acting.
“Be careful, she is poisonous!” Elder Cech reminded the Teutonic Soldiers who were lifting the box with poles.
“I really am not the Poison Fla Demon King, I am Quennil Anruida!
You’ve imprisoned for so many years, what do you want from now?
Wuu wuu wuu…” The little girl cried her heart out.
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