Chapter 3396: Traces of the

Everyone didn't actually understand the second half of Xia De's sentence, and Xie Wei didn't care. She had already pulled out the stopper of the perfume bottle and handed it to Xia De. Xia De's loss of spirit wasn't much, but he still took a small sip.

"Where did the Balrog come from? Aili, Little Liana, and I were playing in the snow over there just now, and the demon suddenly appeared and scared us all."

Emilia finally had time to ask. Xie Wei shook her head:

"We encountered cultists of the 【Doom Sect】 just now. This is the other party's method. But it wasn't space teleportation. That demon seemed to have been under this snowy mountain originally. Could it be that those cultists arranged the demon in advance?"

She didn't see the invisible thread touched by the 【Moonlight Greatsword】 just now.

"The demon shouldn't be the method of the 【Doom Sect】. Which normal person would arrange a Balrog on a snowy mountain? Those cultists used the thread of the 【Prophecy Spinning Wheel】, but I didn't understand the principle. It should have brought me doom after touching it. That spinning wheel can not only compile fate, it seems that the threads it weaves can also... So, that Balrog was already here, it just suddenly attacked this time."

Xia De looked at the canyon area where the terrain had undergone permanent changes after a great battle:

"Although Xie Wei solved two of them, the last one still ran away with the bodies. We don't know what they came here for."

"Then what are you looking for here... the grave you mentioned this morning?"

The pointed-eared elf girl asked. Xia De, who felt his state was better, nodded: "Yes, I suspect the other party is also for this, but the original grave was very difficult to find, and now that this place has become like this, I think it's probably really impossible to find."

"Ang~"

The taller unicorn Aili suddenly cried out, and then Little Liana cried out belatedly. So in the canyon, several figures walked toward this side in the water vapor that had not yet dissipated.

"Is it so lively here today?"

Emilia and Xie Wei temporarily hid their figures, leaving only two pure white unicorns standing beside Xia De.

The three masked people who appeared in the fog were stunned when they saw someone here, and then they doubted they were under an illusion when they saw the two unicorns.

However, Xia De waved at them:

"Mr. Mortis, come over and talk."

Counting the group from the Seer Society in the village, he had already encountered three different forces this afternoon. His own purpose was to recover the lost relics of the Fatu people, but it seemed that this clue was also connected to some things he didn't know.

"Are they all for the 【Fate Pedestal】?"

Xia De thought suspiciously in his heart, and the three people wearing clown masks looked at each other. Finally, Mr. Mortis walked over alone. He nodded toward the two white holy beasts with great awe, and then saw the grave, as well as the place in front of the grave that had obviously been dug open.

Xia De took the initiative to speak:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Mortis. It's a pity you were one step late."

"Yes, we were one step late."

"No, no, I mean you were one step late compared to the Doom Sect. I ran into them just now. I don't know if you investigated the situation here on the way, but those cultists actually created a Balrog in the snowy mountain."

Mr. Mortis gave a dry laugh and looked at the grave again:

"But the good news is that you found what you were looking for one step ahead of those cultists."

Xia De nodded:

"I want to know your purpose for coming here, and I can tell you what I dug out. Of course, I can't tell you the details."

Xia De wanted to verify his guess, and Mr. Mortis also thought this information exchange was very fair:

"We came here to find the trail of a certain treasure. This treasure is highly likely related to the Chosen One ritual, the seven most critical plays. We found our way here relying on the possibilities revealed in the mirror you know about. I didn't expect you to be here too."

"Chosen One ritual?"

Xia De didn't expect this answer, but in the seven-day divine miracle of the God of Fate told by the Ice Maid, there was indeed a story related to "treasure," which was a story about treasure and faith.

"What I dug out is a three-page treasure map. This treasure map was probably left here two hundred years ago—do you know what the treasure is?"

Xia De probed again, and Mr. Mortis didn't hesitate:

"Mr. Watson, the troupe only has guesses, but can't be sure. We are more concerned about the treasure hunt itself. There are many things in the treasure, most of which are items related to fate. The most precious one might be an unknowable-level relic related to Mr. Ring, and it is an unknowable-level relic of the fate type."

Xia De took the initiative to tell him the news, which could be considered a means of making friends with the 【Clown Troupe】. After all, the three people from the Seer Society were also likely here for this:

"【Fate Pedestal】."

Mr. Mortis obviously knew this, and the voice behind the mask was quite surprised:

"It's actually it! I heard that the Seer Society has been searching on the South Coast since last year. I didn't expect it to be on this island."

He suddenly realized:

"In the possibilities given by the mirror, it only pointed out that this unknowable-level relic has the function of observing fate and knowing the present and future. So it was it."

"I heard it was the legendary 【History of the Ages】, but that book should still be in the library."

"Hmm?"

Xia De, who was already thinking about what to eat for dinner, looked at him. And Mr. Mortis, in order to repay the news given by Xia De, didn't mind telling the secrets mastered by the 【Clown Troupe】. After all, no one could get that book:

"This is the oldest secret mastered by the troupe. The 【History of the Ages】 is rumored to record everything that happened in the past and present, and is a book co-authored by multiple ancient gods. That book was collected by the ancient god of the moon—the Silver Moon Sage—in his private library. So since the Sage left, there has been almost no news of that book in the material world.

The few times traces of that book appeared, it seemed to be just calling the projection of that book by some means. And the main body of the 【History of the Ages】 is actually always in the legendary library of the Moon Sage."

Xia De tried his best not to show too obvious surprise, while thinking in his heart how his luck had become so good in these short ten minutes. ===== CHAPTER 3397 =====

Xia De took the initiative to speak:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Mortis. It's a real pity you arrived a step too late."

"Indeed, we arrived a step too late."

"No, no, I mean you arrived a step later than the Doom Sect. I just ran into them. I don't know if you scouted the situation here on your way, but those cultists actually conjured a Balrog in the snowy mountains."

Mr. Mortis gave a dry laugh and looked again at the grave:

"But the good news is that you reached the thing you were looking for a step ahead of those cultists."

Xia De nodded:

"I want to know the purpose of your coming here, and I can tell you what I dug up. Of course, I cannot disclose the detailed contents."

Xia De wanted to verify his own guess, and Mr. Mortis also believed this kind of information exchange was very fair:

"We came to search for the traces of a certain treasure. This treasure is highly likely related to the Chosen One ritual, those seven most critical plays. We found our way here by relying on the possibilities revealed in the mirror you know of. We didn't expect you to be here as well."

"The Chosen One ritual?"

Xia De did not expect this answer, but in the seven-day miracles of the God of Fate recounted by the Ice Maid, there was indeed a story related to "treasure"—it was a story about treasure and faith.

"What I dug up is a three-page treasure map. This map was likely left here two hundred years ago—do you know what the treasure is?"

Xia De probed again, and Mr. Mortis did not hesitate:

"Mr. Watson, the troupe only has a guess, but we cannot be certain. We are more focused on the treasure hunt itself. There are many things in the treasure, most of which are items related to fate. The most precious among them is perhaps an Unknown-level relic related to Mr. Ring, and it is an Unknown-level relic of the fate category."

Xia De then took the initiative to tell him the news, which could also be considered a way to build rapport with the 【Harlequin Troupe】, after all, the three from the Prophecy Association were also highly likely here for this:

"【Fate Pedestal】."

Mr. Mortis clearly knew this, and the voice behind the mask was quite surprised:

"So it is that! I heard the Prophecy Association has been searching the South Coast since last year. I didn't expect it to be on this island."

He suddenly realized:

"Among the possibilities given by the mirror, it only pointed out that this Unknown-level relic has the function of observing fate and knowing the present and future. So it was that. The Association originally thought it was the legendary 【History of the Ages】, but that book should still be in the library."

"Hmm?"

Xia De, who had already been thinking about what to have for dinner, looked at him at once. Mr. Mortis, in order to repay the news Xia De had given, did not mind revealing the secret known to the 【Harlequin Troupe】, after all, no one could take that book:

"This is the oldest secret held by the troupe. The 【History of the Ages】 is said to record everything that has happened in the past and present, and is a book co-authored by multiple Ancient Gods. That book is kept by the Ancient God of the Moon—the Silver Moon Sage—in Her private library. Therefore, since the Sage departed, there has been almost no news of that book in the material world.

The few times traces of that book appeared, it seemed to be just calling upon a projection of that book by unknown means. The main body of the 【History of the Ages】 has actually always been in the rumored library of the Sage of the Moon."

Xia De tried his best not to let a too obvious expression of surprise show, while thinking to himself how his luck had become so good in these short ten-plus minutes.