Chapter 1326: Chapter 406 Worm Nest lee_4 Chapter 1326: Chapter 406 Worm Nest lee_4 If we’re talking about mysterious characters, he’s even more enigmatic than the nine-tiered leader of the Rebel Dragon Army.
Elder Clinton glanced over and casually said, “Oh, there is!”
“Huh?”
Leonard Churchill had asked nonchalantly, not expecting there to actually be one.
However, his anticipation was imdiately doused with a bucket of cold water as Elder Clinton scratched his head: “I rember there is. But… I forgot.”
“…”
Leonard’s eye twitched inexplicably, followed by a wry smile.
Sure enough, this elder was at his most unreliable when he seed dependable.
Elder Clinton also seed a bit embarrassed, as if to make up for the boast he had just made, he added: “However… I seem to have seen these gloves sowhere. I rember they’re part of a certain set.”
Leonard listened with narrowed eyes: “Oh? Elder, you’ve seen them?”
These Black Demon Gloves were the White Family’s inherited treasures, rarely seen throughout history, but not entirely unseen.
But even within the White Family, very few knew that these gloves were part of the Lanling Siter Witch Group set.
Elder Clinton didn’t know what he was saying, his expression suddenly taking on a sleazy look as he said, “Saw a rather pretty girl wearing them…”
His face seed to be recalling sothing, but then it looked like he could no longer rember, and he said with regret, “Unfortunately, it’s been too long, and I’ve forgotten.”
Upon hearing this, it was Leonard’s turn to feel unsettled.
So the old man hadn’t just seen the gloves but had seen soone wearing them?
A rather pretty girl?
For Elder Clinton to rember “rather pretty” ant she must have been truly exceptional.
Could it be one of their predecessors who was contaminated and beca a Witch?
However, these gloves had been in the possession of the White Family for at least a few thousand years, and there were no tales of anyone from the White Family being contaminated into a Witch… So who was Elder Clinton talking about?
The only clue Leonard knew that might fit was what the Magic Mirror had said—”the Great Emperor Lanlingster who turned into a Witch!”
Hisss…
It can’t be.
Leonard didn’t think it was untrue, but he felt it was impossible.
Emperor Lanlingster was a character from tens of thousands of years ago, Elder Clinton couldn’t have lived that long.
After several more probing questions, Leonard found the clues had gone cold again.
Elder Clinton, predictably, had lost his mory.
Shifting the topic, Leonard inquired, “Elder, are you here to look for the Forbidden Ruins Stele?”
Elder Clinton blinked and asked in confusion, “You know what I’m looking for?”
Leonard had long grown accustod to the old man’s forgetfulness; he had even forgotten what he was searching for.
He reminded him, “Yeah. The last few tis I’ve run into you, you were looking for those black steles.”
It seed as if Elder Clinton suddenly recalled sothing: “Ah? Oh… so I am looking for the Forbidden Ruins Stele. But what do I want with the stele?”
Leonard rolled his eyes: “…”
Having adventured together several tis, he was used to it by now.
He figured that finding the stele might trigger so mories, and perhaps Elder Clinton’s “Other Identity” would co to the forefront.
Leonard didn’t expect a straight answer and tried to steer the conversation: “Elder, is there sothing you’re looking for in the Alternate Dinsion?”
Elder Clinton responded, “Not sure yet. But it seems like there is.”
Leonard bead brightly, “Great, I’ll help you look for it.”
With the elder anchoring certain aspects, it was ti to test the waters of a higher degree of difficulty in the Alternate Dinsion.
“Where’s Colin?”
“That kid went to the Southern Continent for training.”
“Right, elder, in a special space, I saw a place with a lot of steles…”
“Ah? Were there fifty-three of them?”
“…”
As familiar as Leonard was with him, even here in the heart of the Insect Race hive, Elder Clinton possessed countless thods to avoid the Insect Race’s detection.
The two of them chatted casually as they walked.
The atmosphere beca inadvertently relaxed.
However, before long, Enlightennt appeared: “Your team has discovered the Mother Hive; exploration degree 40%, you have attracted the attention of the Mother Worm. An A-tier task is triggered: the exposed Worm Mother sends a powerful Insect Race to encircle and kill the invaders guarding the nest; you need to survive…”
Seeing the complexity of the situation, Leonard chuckled unsurprisingly: “The Thunder Group folks are pretty impressive, huh? They found the hive already?”
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