Chapter 458

The genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! Outlined by the rattan on the ground is a pattern of a dagger.

The unique one-eyed carving pattern on the handle, and the double-opened short blade with a slight curvature, all correspond to each other in Maca's memory.

Yes, Maca even once grasped this blade shaped like an Arabian dagger tightly under Rowena's guidance. And it was because of this dagger that Maca could only live in a cold world for a long time.

'The Evil of Jealousy'? Maca's expression became a little dignified.

Regarding the so-called crime, he had some unclear inferences before.

Like the Bewitching Stele, the Gryffindor Sword, and the mysterious floor-to-ceiling mirror depicted in the tomb of the vile Helbo... maybe even counting the cursed blood of the Blois family-they all seem to be can cause catastrophes on a large scale.

In this regard, it is no exaggeration to call them the source of evil.

Thinking about it this way, as someone who has personally experienced that dagger, Maca suddenly felt that it was not too much to include it in it.

The person holding that curved dagger will inevitably be blocked from normal emotions and emotions. And the dagger is a weapon, if you don't need to return it, it's fine, but once you use it...

Maca still vaguely remembers how he felt when the assassin he possessed finally succeeded in the assassination, listening to the wailing of the soul of the deceased.

It was undoubtedly a very strange pleasure.

That pleasure, in a state where the parties have lost all their emotions, will be particularly impressive. Those who are not determined will most likely fall into a cycle of killing from then on.

Jealous...? Maca nodded secretly, It seems that my new version of Book of Sins can add some more content...

Just as he was secretly paying attention, the large forest fairy who had finished drawing the pattern looked up again. The crystal eyes looked directly at him, as if charming but natural.

Human, what do you seem to know about this crime?

Maca did know something, and according to his guess, the dagger might not have reappeared.

Even if it was himself, he had only entered a certain memory under Rowena's magic at that time...or, it was simply a simulated spiritual world.

Otherwise, judging from the characteristics of that dagger, the Muggle world would probably be the first to suffer. In any case, if a serial killer had appeared long ago, he would definitely not be able to escape.

He pointed to the pattern on the ground, and made a sleeping gesture to the other party, indicating that the thing was probably still sleeping in a corner!

After understanding what Maca wanted to express, the half-human tall big fairy was obviously relieved. When Maca saw this, he couldn't help but move his heart. After pointing to the pattern on the ground again, he pointed at the other party with doubts on his face.

Obviously, this ancient species that popped up all of a sudden possessed some kind of peculiar bloodline inheritance talent, and could pass some information along with it to future generations.

It was rare to meet someone who seemed to know a lot, so Maca naturally wanted to ask more.

Although there will be a lot of limitations in communication due to the incompatibility of languages, Maca is still willing to work harder if he can get more clues and origins about sin.

Its relationship with me...do you... really want to know? Endless disaster.

Those who hold that share of evil will destroy all good and evil natures. Only when the sharp edge of evil tastes the soul, will it give the holder boundless pleasure. What it envies is the soul, what it humiliates is the soul, it What is chewed is the soul... the more pure and beautiful the soul, the more it will attract it.

The blood flowing in my body tells me,

I should stay away from it...go far away, if it is still causing disasters, I must leave the seeds of inheritance as soon as possible, let her bury it deep in the ground, and continue to wait for the next flower to bloom...

The idea she conveyed to Maca's mind was interrupted slightly at this moment. A kind of fear from the heart echoed in Maca's consciousness. There was no detailed content, just a kind of fear.

The descendants of our tree of life cannot just wither! This is the only responsibility I have to bear in this life.

Arriving here, Maca really wanted to ask her a question—can't you explain in more detail about that dagger?

But the other party probably didn't understand very specifically, because in Maka's expectant eyes, the other party just shook his head slightly.

Human, what is this place? Can I take root and grow here?

Asking yourself if you can put down roots here is really unheard of. Maca subconsciously glanced to the side, only to find that the actual occupant of the island was still lying on the ground!

After thinking about it, he immediately came up with a plan—if he wanted to blame him, blame him for choosing to chat with me!

Lake, get up! Your ancestor's friend is going to live here, Maca greeted, Let this island be given to her old man... As for you, come with me!

Old Lak suddenly raised his head, first glanced at the newborn big fairy, and then looked over at Maca.

Ferry wants us to follow you? Old Lark asked suspiciously, Did Your Excellency Ferry talk to you?

Yes, through thoughts. Maca pointed to his head.

Then why didn't Lord Ferry talk to the elf? Old Lark hesitated, and looked at the enlarged version of the little fairy again, And, why do you want the elf to go with you?

In order to complete... um, the task entrusted to us by Your Excellency Ferry, Maca said, pointing to the pattern on the ground, and said solemnly, Did you see it? That is the source of a kind of disaster, which caused Ferri Your Excellency is the source of evil that has fallen asleep! Although this evil has disappeared again, other evils continue to spread in this world...

We must stop the sources of evil that are corrupting the world, otherwise... At this point, Maca glanced at the corner of his eyes, and suddenly came up with an idea, Otherwise, the beauty we depend on for survival will naturally be destroyed by them Completely destroyed, do you understand?

Maca is quite familiar with this kind of smooth sailing. What he said was not wrong, because now, the so-called evil is indeed ready to move again.

The Bewitching Monument tied to Voldemort is like a bomb that explodes from time to time. And according to Trelawney's prophecy, it seems that Greenwald will also get involved.

As for whether that has anything to do with the Ferry in Old Lark's mouth, that's for sure.

...Is this really the case? Old Lark still didn't seem to believe it, Young wizard, I feel a trace of falsehood in your words!

of course it's true.

Maca nodded solemnly at Old Lak, then turned her head to the big fairy standing aside who was somewhat confused, and nodded at her too.

That's right? Maca said deliberately, knowing that he couldn't understand.

Can I really take root here? In this way, a beautiful misunderstanding arose so easily, Thank you very much for your help... It is really amazing to meet a kind human being like you when I was just born. It's my luck.

While conveying her thoughts, she also nodded to him, obviously showing her favor. When Old Lak followed Maca's words and looked at her, she also nodded slightly to Old Lak.

I think I should also thank you for your help.

When such a thought reverberated in Old Lak's mind, he was flattered and fell down again - the old ancestor's friend talked to him! Even just one sentence made him feel extremely pleasantly surprised.

No, old Lak dare not accept Ferry's thanks, this is old Lak...no, it's the honor of the elves! We will do our best to complete the task you entrusted to us! This is the elf's life Promise!

Then let's go quickly! Don't delay His Majesty Fei Rui's settlement here— Ma Kadang even urged, Come on! I already have some clues about the mission, and I think you will be able to settle down for this agreement soon. And 'do your best'.

After signaling to the novel ancient species again, Maca walked outside with the excited old Lak and a group of elves who were also full of enthusiasm.

Different from the difficulty when they came, now when they leave here, those vines automatically make way for them. Before long, they encountered other elves waiting outside.

While Old Lak was walking and explaining to the clansmen, Maca thoughtfully looked back and forth between them and the surrounding green mist.

It seems that these green miasmas are not poisonous mist, but have other functions. Otherwise, just looking at the concentration of these miasmas, even if those elves were not poisoned to death, it is absolutely impossible for them to have no reaction at all.

If it's not poisonous gas... maybe it has something to do with that powerful regenerative ability?

Because he was a little curious, he habitually took out an empty large potion bottle, filled it with a bottle of green mist, and planned to take it back and study it when he had time.

Soon, after Maca and the elves left the area where the vines spread, they immediately apparated back to the magic tower in the center of the island. Needless to say, the first thing Maca did was to make sure Luna and Hermione were safe.

When he saw the two girls lying on the top of the tower, looking worriedly at the north of the island, his heart, which had been half-suspended all along, finally settled down a bit.

At this moment, the large number of vines that were still waving in the air in the distance, causing the tower to generate a halo of repulsion again and again, all of a sudden retracted into the jungle. With another slight shock under the feet, a new round of rooting movement seems to have begun.