NABC Chapter 387 Secret
Chapter 387 Secret
"There are no suitable arrows." Song Yi said dryly.
Indeed, the bow Huang Cheng sent was longer and heavier. His previous arrows were usable, but not the best. Obviously, the reason why he didn't use them was not because of this, but...
Zhao Xian cooperated and said, "It's okay. When we get back, you can ask the butler to order a new one."
Song Yi took a deep breath. He could say something like, "It's such a waste just for me," but at this moment, Song Yi was too lazy to even pretend.
He asked directly: "So, what exactly is the secret of Ling Zhi that you just mentioned?"
This was an attempt to change the subject. Song Yi avoided it again. It was indeed not a smart move, but it was obviously effective.
Zhao Xian replied: "It's actually very simple. Her secret comes from a copy that everyone knows... You don't have to understand it."
"It happened in the past. The name of the dungeon that appeared at that time was very simple, called "His Manor". It could only be opened after gathering enough people."
"What did you say just now? The first time Purgatory descended? Yes, it was after that that the first 'dungeon point' was born. As soon as everyone solved Purgatory, they were attracted by new things."
"You don't have to guess, you know it must be profitable, so almost everyone who was able to fight at that time joined in."
While Zhao Xian was speaking, he had already turned around and gestured to Song Yi, signaling him to follow. At the same time, he continued to talk along the previous topic:
"Not only Ling Zhi is here, Boss Yan is also participating. However, due to the name and the order of appearance, at the beginning, everyone naturally thought that the Duke who announced the rules was the boss of the dungeon."
"Of course, he is, but he's not the only one."
Zhao Xian paused for two seconds and sighed inexplicably. At this time, they walked towards the camp, slower than before. This sudden sound attracted Song Yi's attention.
As he stared at him, Zhao Xian shook his head and continued, "It's all the fault of that duke, and the rules of the dungeon, which are not good things."
"This is the simplest instance. It only requires fighting and killing. It is conducted in the form of a battle royale to encourage everyone to compete."
"At first, they wanted to remain friendly and try to circumvent the rules, but this is 'his estate'. If no one dies within three hours, the Duke will personally kill someone at random."
"So, in order to survive, everyone had to fight, chase each other, and hunt each other."
"But this guy is so mean that he never told us the requirements for passing the level. In desperation, everyone is trying to survive in a... way."
When Zhao Xian said this, the camp appeared in front of him. He began to slow down his pace, and Song Yi followed him, but he couldn't help asking:
"And then? They killed the Duke?"
Otherwise, according to common sense, at the end of the battle royale, only one person will be alive, but it is obvious that Ling Zhi and Yan Changyue are both here, so they will definitely not take this path.
Zhao Xian shook his head and explained, "No, in the later stage of the dungeon, they realized that there was another NPC in this manor... or rather, when he first appeared, everyone thought he was just an NPC."
"That is Madame Butterfly, the Duke's wife. She is beautiful and graceful. Of course, this description is used as a topic of conversation by those who have returned alive."
"I think there is some truth to this. After all, in the end, everyone was able to survive because of him."
As Zhao Xian spoke, his voice inexplicably lowered, sounding sluggish, and with the movement of tilting his head and squinting his eyes, his voice even seemed a little weak.
"He, he, the one who calls herself 'Madam' is actually a man. What's even more surprising is that..."
"This instance has two bosses, the so-called Lady Butterfly, who has control over the manor and is close to the power of the rules."
Zhao Xian restrained his expression, became more serious, and asked, "Speaking of this, have you guessed the secret about Ling Zhi?"
Song Yi asked back: "Did she gain the power of that rule?"
Zhao Xian nodded, then shook his head and said, "Almost. The duration of the battle royale is not determined by the players, but by Madame Butterfly. The copy can only end when she chooses a successor."
Song Yi answered quickly: "She got the inheritance."
This time, Zhao Xian just nodded, then smiled and said:
"Yes, that's right. She got the inheritance. The instance ended because of this. The surviving players were teleported out."
"This is not the most famous one. The Purgatory at that time was different from the current one. There was a ranking system. The number one at that time, Xi Yuan, disappeared after entering the dungeon and never appeared again."
"Some people speculated that she was dead, and some speculated that she left. Among those who speculated that she was dead, there were two camps: one group believed that she capsized in the gutter, and the other group believed that she was framed."
"She teamed up with Yan Changyue, and the two entered the dungeon together. During the dungeon, Yan Changyue met up with Ling Zhi, and she was killed by the brother and sister."
"Oh, yes, those who support the latter are also the ones who support the idea that 'the dungeon is a trap'. They believe that Purgatory is to eliminate humans, and dungeons have the same function."
"As I said earlier, almost all the top fighters entered the dungeon. However, due to the rules of the dungeon, a large number of them died before they could gain the approval of Madam Butterfly!"
When Song Yi heard this, he was slightly distracted. What he heard now, combined with the information he knew before, formed a complete story.
Although there are still some doubts, at least it makes sense.
He thought about it and asked again: "That's not right. Ling Zhi has obtained the inheritance. Everyone who has left the copy should know it. What is her secret?"
When Song Yi was asking, he was already subconsciously alert. He had been with Zhigui for a long time and was a little afraid of the person in front of him. When Zhigui was off guard, he suddenly told a joke, and it was not funny at all.
Fortunately, Zhao Xian was reliable. After stopping, he looked at Song Yi and answered seriously.
"The secret is the power she possesses. It is not like Yan Changyue's. It can only be achieved through rituals and materials, under specific circumstances, and requires the coordination of soul and mind."
"It's a little more difficult, but also more special, the one-of-a-kind kind, inherited from Madame Butterfly, mobilizing the power of life and death."
Song Yi asked again: "What do you mean?"
Zhao Xian shook his head and said, "I don't know. It's just a rumor. It's kept secret. How can it be known to everyone?"
As soon as he finished saying this, Zhao Xian spread his hands, and that reliable aura disappeared in an instant.
Song Yi frowned and sighed! "I feel like I was deceived by you."
Zhao Xian burst into laughter, moved closer to Song Yi again, lowered his voice, and said:
"You can understand that when she is on the verge of death, she can still regain her life. If you want to kill her, you need to do your best and kill her with one blow."
"But even so, if it doesn't work, no one knows when she will be seriously injured to be killed."
"In short, based on the current information, it is difficult to kill Ling Zhi unless she wants to."
Song Yi asked: "Is this a secret? No one knows?"
Just a quick guess, such an amazing skill is a deterrent signboard and should be known to everyone. It is really unbelievable to put it in a "secret".
Zhao Xian asked back: "Based on this, Ling Zhi is the kind of person who can't kill her but can make her stronger. She has the cost of trial and error. How many people do you think can force her to this point?"
Song Yi shook his head cooperatively and immediately said "no". Even though he didn't know much, he really didn't think about it and directly gave it emotional value.
Big brother speaks seriously, make him satisfied first.