Night falls and the stars twinkle.
Temple of Melitele, There are torches hanging on both sides of the outer corridor, and the swaying candles pull the figures crookedly.
The woman wearing a white sacrificial robe kept wandering on the stone road, her pace a little hasty.
The woman looks middle-aged, and her face has become plump and plump.
Beside her, stood a young woman with a delicate face and clear pupils filled with expectation.
"Da da da----"
A dull sound of footsteps came from far away.
The woman raised her head and looked into the depths of the shadows outside the temple.
A tall figure wearing a black robe slowly appeared.
On his shoulder, there is a Raven.
With a smile on her face, the middle-aged woman ran over and gave the man a hug.
"Oh, my child," the middle-aged woman couldn't hide the joy in her voice. She reached out and touched the man's face, "Goddess, I'm so happy to see you safe and sound."
Arwen Feeling the other person's warmth, all the muscles in his body relaxed subconsciously, and he patted the other person's back with both hands.
"Me too, Nenneke, I'm very happy to see you in good health.
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Nenneke wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand and looked at Arwen's face.
"You are much taller than the last time I saw you. Come on, come into the house quickly. You must not have had dinner yet?"
Arwen was disrespectful and nodded.
The young priest also stepped forward and said with a smile, "The high priest knows that you are back and has prepared dinner for you a long time ago."
Arwen recognized her at first sight, it was Mia.
The little girl who looked a little naive back then has completely lost her childishness now.
A white scarf wraps her forehead, and her figure is plump and straight.
Arwen bowed, "Mia Sister, no, I should call you a priest."
Mia smiled sweetly, held up her skirt and curtsied, "May the glory of the goddess bless you, Demon Hunter."
The three of them entered the temple and were under the statue of the goddess Melitele in the center of the front of the hall.
It was very late and the young nun had already gone to rest.
Nenneke and Mia performed a simple and solemn prayer for Arwen.
Then walk through a long corridor.
Oil lamps crackled on the iron racks on the walls on both sides.
Push open the oak door and come to the kitchen.
A wave of heat mixed with garlic and spices hit your face.
On the long wooden dining table, there are two steaming silver discs.
The food is very simple, one is scrambled eggs, mixed with wild onions and rosemary, with a slightly crispy texture on the edges.
Paired with it are two Ellander specialty pork sausages.
The casings are stretched tightly under the fire, and with just a slight cut with a table knife, the plump meat juices will fly out.
On another plate were beans simmered in rich tomato sauce, a basket of thick-cut white bread, and a large chunk of cheese.
Of course, the essential thing is drinks.
Temple of Melitele Alcohol is not allowed, but freshly squeezed apple juice is available.
Arwen took the hood, and there were several old acquaintances in the kitchen, all of whom had participated in Kyle Mohan's education.
I greeted them one by one, and everyone's faces showed joy.
Immediately, Arwen sat at the dining table, picked up the knife, and enjoyed the food.
Nenneke sat opposite him and soon started chatting.
Since moving to Ellander, Temple of Melitele has developed better and better. Countless believers come to visit every day and it is getting busier and busier.
Until I asked about what happened after Hydra Evil God, the atmosphere became silent at this moment.
Mia lowered his head unconsciously.
Arwen captured this point keenly, "What happened?"
Nenneke sighed, folded his hands together, and kept rubbing them.
Mia and the other nuns were very knowledgeable and exited the kitchen, leaving space for the two of them.
Nenneke said, "I don't think I should hide this from you. Since you disappeared in Hydra Canyon, many people have looked for you, including me, Geralt, Eskel, people from the Marquis Kaedwen, and a sorceress - but in the end all to no avail."
"We stayed there for about a month. Sorry, we are not elves after all. We cannot live in the forest for a long time. Someone in the team also got dysentery, so we had to leave."
Arwen has no complaints about this, that's how it should be.
Nenneke continued, "Geralt didn't trust us and decided to escort us all the way until we were at Floating Harbor at the junction of Redania and Temeria, when we were attacked."
"The man was a wizard, and his methods were very vicious. He caught Flavia and threatened him. Geralt fought with him. Although he was temporarily able to repel the opponent, a scar was left on his forehead----Flavia also died in Floating Harbor----"
Arwen's face darkened.
Flavia, once taught history lessons to the demon hunter apprentices in Kyle Mohan. He was a gentle and knowledgeable teacher.
His fists clenched subconsciously, making a sound like exploding beans.
Wizard!
The wizard who was hostile to him flashed through his mind, and an old man in blue robe suddenly appeared.
Kaedwen The principal of Ban Ade Magic Academy, Euclid.
Nenneke looked at Arwen. Although his pale face remained calm, the dark cat eyes were condensed into needles, revealing a violent and ferocious look.
Nenneke comforted, "Everything in the world is unpredictable, so you have to stay calm. The angrier you are, the more so."
"Kaedwen has not been peaceful in recent years. King Miodrag suddenly fell ill four years ago. According to the succession of the throne, the eldest prince Henselt should be in charge of the royal court."
"But the second prince also received the support of many ministers of the DPRK and China, which caused a storm in the city of Ade Kalai."
"Hey - let's not talk about this anymore. What about you? Where have you been in the past few years since you disappeared?"
Arwen let go of his palm, dropped out the table knife with the twisted handle, took a sip of apple juice, and briefly recounted the experience.
Nenneke couldn't help but widen his eyes after hearing this. It is understandable that this experience is called a legend.
"Curse----"
Nenneke frowned with a serious expression.
Arwen hummed softly, "The main purpose of my coming here is to report to you that I am safe. The other purpose is this."
Nenneke stood up and said, "Follow me, kid."
Arwen wiped his mouth with a napkin and was about to get up when he heard Nenneke say, "By the way, you have to take a shower first."
After taking a bath, Arwen changed into clean regular clothes.
Nenneke has been waiting outside the bathroom, looking at Arwen now, his eyes full of admiration.
The two came to the back of Temple of Melitele, walked through the garden, and came to a breathtakingly large greenhouse glass cultivation field.
Even at night, it is as warm as spring. Under the refraction of glass domes, crystal lighting and other equipment, countless rare and exotic plants that have become extinct on the continent grow freely here.
In the very center of the greenhouse stands a one-story-high statue of the goddess Melitele.
The statue is carved from white marble and is lifelike.
"Do you feel it?"
Nenneke whispered in the ear.
Arwen Feel carefully, the surrounding chaotic magic is condensed here, huge and vast.
"Circle of Elements."
Nenneke nodded, "Yes, I built the temple here because I saw this magical intersection."
"Child, I'm just a mortal. I can't help you with the curse of the evil god. You can only rely on yourself from now on."
"Go and meditate under the statue of the goddess. May the goddess Melitele bless you.
Arwen took a deep breath, walked to the foot of the statue, knelt on the ground, closed his eyes, and whispered a prayer.
Under the perception of mental power, the magic flow was like countless gentle palms, stroking his body, following the pores, and massaging his limbs.
This feeling is like a lumberjack in winter, drinking a cup of warm tea under the scorching sun at noon and feeling comfortable all over.
Unknowingly, Arwen actually fell asleep.
Since getting Meditation Method from Tissaia, this was one of the few times he fell asleep deeply.
Three poles in the sun.
Arwen Then you opened your eyes faintly.
He immediately sensed the curse in his body, especially in his heart. Although it was still there, it was wrapped in a magical energy, and the curse gradually dissolved.
His eyes moved to the panel.
I discovered that there is another talent under the panel.
[Goddess's Blessing (orange): Melitele goddess has given you a blessing, weakening all abnormal conditions by 60%]
Arwen is excited.
The ability of this talent to eliminate debuffs is even more exaggerated than [Golden Oriole] and other potions.
If I drink the corresponding magic potion, I can't even imagine the effects, I'm afraid I'll have to ignore those abnormal conditions.
Also, if you calm down and calm down, you can clearly feel that every time the power of the curse is worn away, it feeds back a little bit of your own spiritual power.
This is a huge profit!
Arwen stood up and solemnly saluted the statue of Melitele.
The breeze blows, stirring up a sea of flowers and fluttering butterflies.
Seven days later.
In a secret room at Temple of Melitele.
"Tick!"
Melted wax dripped down the white wax rod onto the tray.
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The air was filled with the pungent smell of incense and alchemical tools.
Arwen was wearing a black robe, holding a special magic chalk in his hand, and drew a huge and complex magic circle on the ground.
Soon, Arwen stood up and put the magic chalk into the space ring.
The magic circle in front of you consists of thirty-two triangles with different angles overlapped together, like a geometric kaleidoscope that is slowly blooming.
At the intersection of each triangle, a bottle of extracted mutations is placed.
In the center, Raven stood there blankly, tilting his head and cleaning his feathers.
Arwen raised his hands and chanted a spell in a low voice.
In an instant, the mutagen potion vaporized and quickly lit up the entire magic circle along the lines drawn with magic chalk.
The purple beam enveloped Raven.
Magic:[Multiple Triangles]
During the perception, every texture, muscle, and bone on Raven's body emerged in his mind one by one.
The gasified mutants poured into Raven's body and followed the blood veins towards its eyes.
The already red pupils became darker and scarlet.
A ray of spiritual power emerged from the center of Arwen's eyebrows and shot into Raven's body.
"Buzz buzz----"
A vision suddenly appeared in my mind.
In a daze, he saw a pair of black leather boots and a wizard's robe worn with Magic Surge.
His vision became clearer and clearer, and when he looked up, a pale cheek appeared.
A smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.
"Vision Sharing, done!"
Arwen removed the magic circle, Raven flapped its wings, flew onto his arm, and screamed.
Scarlet eyes kept looking around, and the images were transmitted through Vision Sharing.
As early as Morgraig got the magic of Multiple Triangles, Arwen had this idea.
But unfortunately, Kikimore has no vision.
But now that Raven has returned, the vision and intelligence will definitely be greatly improved.
Raven was fed a small piece of Royal Lion's meat, and the latter ate it happily.
I checked it mentally and found that due to its strong vitality, the mutation of the eyeballs did not have much impact on it.
Push open the heavy stone door and walk out of the secret room.
After saying goodbye to Nenneke, Arwen and Raven headed east.
Mahakam Mountains.
The closer you get here, the denser the virgin forest is and the farther away it is from human civilization.
The environment here is extremely harsh, with sharply carved peaks piercing the sky, and the tops of the mountains are always covered with snow that has lasted for thousands of years.
For ordinary humans, this vast virgin forest is definitely a restricted area.
The forest is full of monsters. If you spit, you might be able to hit a skinny Vodyanoi accurately.
Werewolf and various corpse-eating creatures live in the cave, and raccoons are rampant.
The swamp is full of water nymphs and Drowner.
This is not the most terrifying thing. In those remote lumberjack camps, unheard of plagues often break out.
However, this is not a paradise for monsters. The dwarves are not afraid of it and have made their home on the black rock of the Mahakam Mountains.
It is also because of this terrible environment that the dwarves have developed powerful and fierce weapons.
Arwen Walking in the forest, thick tree roots are exposed on the ground and intertwined with each other. The lush bushes are half a person tall.
Insects chirped, birds chirped, and from time to time, poisonous snakes hissed in warning.
Arwen released Raven, Vision Sharing, and paired it with its own [Blood Intuition] to eliminate all threatening situations.
But after walking for a day, I didn't meet any monster that interested me.
Alas, it is also a worry if one's own strength is too strong.
The usual insectoids and scavengers are completely out of sight.
Suddenly, the image from Raven made his eyes light up.
He sped up and even disappeared like a ghost.
Deep in the forest.
"Boom!"
A deafening sound sounded, and the surrounding trees broke and shrubs flew, creating an open space full of mud.
An extremely vulgar voice sounded.
"Yason, you idiot! Split its side ribs!"
"Don't stare at its tail, be careful, it will use its tail to skewer you into a barbecue!"
"So damn exciting!"
Five dwarves wore exquisite leather armor and held two-handed axes in their hands, constantly attacking a monster.
The monster kept roaring, spinning its body, splashing rocks, and had a fierce momentum.
That long green tail, like Scorpion's poisonous needle, exudes a chilling luster.