MMORPG: The Leveling Specialist

This is an ice cellar with a very spacious interior. Xiao Ling and the others walked into the ice cellar. The ice wall inside the ice cellar was covered with all kinds of black ice reliefs.

"What a brilliant technique." Heavenly Maniac looked at the reliefs and said.

The edges of these reliefs are very smooth without any corners. It can be seen that the carving techniques are very clever. The person who carved these reliefs is either a master sculptor or a master of daggers, otherwise it is impossible to carve such perfect reliefs.

The surrounding space became more open. Xiao Ling and the others looked into the distance. The scene in front of them made Xiao Ling and the others stay on the spot, as if they had come to a statue exhibition hall. Inside this space, there were countless statues on display, including flowers, birds, trees, and elves with different shapes.

There are six to seven hundred statues nearby, and at a glance, they are endless.

Xiao Ling and the others were amazed as they shuttled among these statues. From these exquisite statues, it can be seen how hard the sculptor was and how much he loved life.

A person who does not love life cannot carve such a beautiful thing.

"Here are some words." Mu Lin called from a distance.

Everyone gathered over there. It was a statue of an elf with a handsome appearance. With his fingers folded, he knelt devoutly in front of an old elf.

Xiao Ling and the others glanced at the back of the elf statue. There were some small characters engraved on it, and they touched it with their fingers. You can feel those handwriting.

Mu Lin's jade-like fingers slid across the line of words. Read it softly: "I am willing to spend my whole life to repent of my sins, and may your soul rest in peace in the realm of God."

Xiao Ling and the others looked at each other. It seemed that the fallen elf assassin felt remorse for killing the elf elder. He carved such a statue here to express his guilt.

But no matter how guilty he is, he has become an unforgivable sinner.

Xiao Ling and the others walked towards the depths of the main hall. The space here was very large, and they walked through the exquisite ice sculptures. They entered a corridor, and at the end of the corridor was an ice room.

Xiao Ling and the others saw a man in a tight black suit standing inside the ice room. He looked at Xiao Ling and the others, showed a warm smile, and said, "Hello."

After Xiao Ling and the others saw each other's appearance clearly. My heart skipped a beat, isn't he the fallen elf assassin?

Xiao Ling and the others were secretly vigilant, confirming that all the way out had been blocked. The formation of the entire team is also the most suitable combat formation, and only then can they face the fallen elf assassin with confidence.

The fallen elf assassin had a friendly smile. It seemed that there was no malice. Xiao Ling and the others were confused as to what he wanted to do. "Did you come from the forest of life?" The fallen elf assassin looked at Xiao Ling and the others calmly and asked.

"Yes." Heavenly Maniac hesitated for a moment before replying.

"Sure enough." The Fallen Elf Assassin looked sad, but then said with relief, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

The fallen elf's nonsensical words made Xiao Ling and the others a little confused.

"What does he want to do?" Makino asked in the team voice.

Everyone was also very puzzled, why the fallen elf assassin waited for Xiao Ling and the others to come in this place and did not run away, and said these inexplicable words. From the words of the Fallen Elf Assassin. Xiao Ling guessed, did he already have the will to die?

"Do you want to hear a story about a fallen elf?" the fallen elf assassin looked at Xiao Ling and the others and said. His eyes were full of anticipation.

After Heavenly Maniac and Xiao Ling looked at each other, Heavenly Maniac nodded, but he did not relax his vigilance, and told everyone in the team voice to pay attention to every move of the Fallen Elf Assassin, lest he wait for an opportunity to escape.

The fallen elf assassin suddenly laughed happily. His smile was like a child's. This kind of happy emotion infected Xiao Ling and the others, and Xiao Ling and the others became more relaxed. Xiao Ling held the staff in his hand, absolutely no negligence was allowed at this time.

"It's been a long time since anyone listened to my story." The fallen elf assassin looked at Xiao Ling and the others, and said seriously, "Thank you."

Xiao Ling and the others didn't answer, they listened quietly. The fallen elf assassin looked at the ceiling with profound memories in his eyes, and he spoke slowly.

Once upon a time, there was a happy elf who was loved by an elder elf from birth and lived happily in the forest of life. The elder said that he was a once-in-a-hundred-year-old genius in the elves, and he could grow into a great assassin, so whenever he got along with his friends, he seemed very arrogant and out of gregarious. He felt that he was better than all of them, and he also tried his best to do his best.

I am a genius, he reminds himself every day, he believes that the elders will not lie to him.

The peaceful life continued until he was about to reach adulthood at the age of three thousand, but everything changed because of that ring.

By the time he was three thousand years old, he was already a very powerful assassin. One day he came back from training in the death forest, and picked up a ring at the edge of the death forest. It was a very delicate cold silver ring, very precious. So he bent down and picked it up. The moment he picked up the cold silver ring, he seemed to hear a distant and ancient voice calling in his heart: Own me, you can gain great power by owning me.

Although some misgivings arose in his mind, he picked up the ring anyway.

This is obviously a ring that contains great power. With it, I can defeat Merck, defeat Ormon, and become the most powerful person, he told himself in his heart. But this ring belonged to someone else, and the elder said that the things he picked up should be returned to the original owner, or be handled by the elders, so he struggled violently in his heart. After feeling the powerful power contained in the ring, the greed in his heart finally prevailed, and he decided to own this ring.

Go kill that damned stork, and I will give you great power, the ring said to the elf. That damned stork actually ate my fruit, I must kill it, for some reason, a murderous thought rose in his heart. So, this elf who never hurt any life, killed a small raccoon, and after killing the raccoon, he really gained a strong power and quickly improved to the fifth -order assassin. That year, he was a three thousand -year -old elf. Numerous words surrounded him. Everyone told him that he was a rare genius in the elves for hundreds of years. He was immersed in this kind of Among the wonderful feelings, he even gave up cultivation. Since then, his strength has no longer advance, and soon he was overtaken by the previous friends. .

No, I'm a genius, I can't be surpassed by others, I want to become stronger! He shouted in his heart, but everything was in vain, he still hadn't become stronger.

One day, the ring told him that as long as you kill a silver Pegasus, I can give you great power. Another day, the ring told him that as long as you kill a unicorn, I can give you great power. So he became a genius again, once again shrouded in a dazzling halo.

Under the guidance of the ring, he killed one creature after another. In the end, even he himself forgot how much blood was stained on his hands, but in the world of elves, he has always been respected as a genius.

Time passed quietly, and he became a seventh-level assassin. Everyone told him that you can become a powerful low-god-level assassin, follow the footsteps of the moon goddess, and become a powerful and eternal existence. Even he himself believed it.

But ever since he became a seventh-level assassin, he has nothing to save. He is anxious, but no matter how he calls the ring, the ring does not answer. As the years go by, those former friends have also become sixth-level professionals. He is very anxious, and he does not want to be surpassed by them.

Until one day, the ring told him that as long as you kill the Elf Elder, I can give you great power.

No, I can't do this, he is an Elf Elder, the elder who has loved me since childhood, I can't kill him!

The ring fell into silence again, no matter how much he called, there was no answer.

When the friends also became seventh-level professionals, he was still a seventh-level professional, and everyone was disappointed in him. The attitude of the elf elders towards him was much colder. He felt that he seemed to be abandoned by everyone. Even Merck can look at him proudly, because Merck has just reached the eighth level.

Failure lingered in his heart, tormenting him every day, and the words of the ring sounded in his heart over and over again, as long as you kill the Elf Elder, I can give you great power. Then he struggled in his heart, no, I can't do this.

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