The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 320: Oser’s people

"The original holy bones..."

Citalopram murmured.

Although she knew nothing about the power of the holy bones, this did not affect her understanding of the concept.

She knows that the "dying" of the Third Age refers to the modern golden stage.

In other words, "Holy Skeleton" is a guarantee that requires gold level to be qualified. It is basically equivalent to the top-level extraordinary power of godhead. Even limited to a few copies around the world, it is extremely rare, cannot be mass-produced, and is non-renewable.

——And Porphys’s mother was actually able to obtain a copy of the holy bones?

Even the oldest and theoretically the most powerful "justice" skeleton!

Even if it cannot be awakened and is only considered for collection value... this is probably one of the most valuable treasures in the world.

"...Is your mother a big shot?"

Citalopram asked cautiously.

Could it be that Pophis is still the eldest lady of the elf clan?

Seeing that Citalopram looked nervous, Porfis couldn't help but burst into laughter.

When she smiled, she politely covered her mouth with the sleeve of her right arm, vaguely showing a noble temperament.

"It depends on how you look at it~"

Pofisi raised the corners of her mouth.

She floated around Citalopram, her skirt made of white gauze swinging in the air like a fish's tail, and lightly patted Citalopram's face.

If Pofisi was still alive, I would probably be able to smell her fragrance...

But because both of them are in soul state now, Citalopram can only feel a very slight sense of contact. It's like the hot smoke from a scented candle hitting your face.

So Citalopram reached out without hesitation, grabbed Pofisi's skirt, and tried to pull it towards her.

"Ugh——"

Porfis made a lovely wailing sound, quickly stretched out her hand to hold down the hem of her skirt, and begged for mercy: "Don't do this, Miss Citalopran!"

"There is no one else here..."

"The seniors are still watching!"

Porphys continued to scream.

It was then that Citalopram realized that those Wangzai QQ candies were watching here...

She couldn't help but clicked her tongue and gently let go of Pofisi.

...Why are you so shy even though your clothes are so sexy?

So she licked her lips again.

Intimidated by the gaze of Citalopram's carnivore, Porfis trembled in the air and floated back two steps. It wasn't until she was three positions away from Citalopram that she finally blushed and straightened out her clothes that were a little messy due to the struggle.

"Mom...cough, mother," Porphys whispered, "she is the commander of the Storm Legion."

"Storm Legion?"

Citalopram asked curiously.

Porphys hummed and explained in a low voice: "That is an aerial force composed entirely of wind dancers and griffins. The griffons may have been extinct... It is the darling of the wind, and its sharp claws can It can tear through the atmosphere easily, and its wings can whip up hurricanes. Even when flying above the clouds, it can penetrate thunder and hurricanes and lock on enemies on the ground.

“And we wind dancers are a profession that can walk, run, and jump in the atmosphere, and we can also swim dexterously in the air like a fish... I am a wind dancer.

"Of course... Wind Dancer can't fly as high as a gryphon. But at least it's still very easy to fly dozens of meters above the ground."

Speaking of this, Pofisi's crisp tone was filled with pride that could not be concealed: "It would be great if I were still alive, I could let you hug me."

"...huh?"

"No, no!"

Porphys quickly realized that there was something wrong with her words, and immediately blushed: "I mean - I can let you hug me and experience how light my body is!"

"How light is it?" Citalopram asked in pursuit.

"The more powerful the wind dancer is, the lighter the weight will be - I only weigh less than 20 pounds!"

"...Hey, that's really light!"

Citalopram was really surprised, and even a little envious: "Then will you gain weight? Turn into... a light ball?"

Her first reaction was actually...if the body is so light, doesn't it mean it won't sag?

However, considering that there were male players watching the live broadcast, in order to protect his ladylike image, Citalopram did not ask this directly.

To be honest, I’m a little envious...

"No way!"

Pofisi had a very strong reaction: "I also control my figure well——"

"Does that mean you will still get fat?"

"...it will happen."

Porphys turned her head slightly and murmured in a low voice: "And the male wind dancers will deliberately gain weight... because even if the weapons are reduced in weight, they will still have some weight.

"In order to balance the weight of the weapon, it is necessary to increase the muscles of the whole body. On this basis, additional metal boots must be worn."

"It's not easy..."

Citalopram sighed: "Is your mother a gold-level person? Ah, no... I mean, a dyed-level person?"

"I can understand the golden level..."

Porphys nodded and said helplessly: "We also used curses to carry objects. But at that time, we had to be more detailed at the extraordinary level.

"The road to sublimation is just like the process of alchemy...corruption, calcination, condensation, purification, dissolution, dyeing, and sublimation. It's hard to understand, right? This is actually a metaphor for the process of refining copper into gold. Among them In the first two stages, bronze is used as the carrier, the middle two are silver, dissolution and dyeing are gold... and sublimation is the state after obtaining the Book of Truth.

"And my mother is not a dyed-level person. Strictly speaking, she cannot be considered a golden-level person...because she has obtained her own book of truth."

"...Huh?"

Hearing this, Citalopram was startled.

I obtained the Book of Truth in the Third Age... Could it be that Porphys's mother has become a god?

"...can I ask, which book is it?"

"It doesn't hurt to tell you."

Porphys sighed and said with some melancholy: "My mother did not enter this ceremony back then... because she was not here but in the royal capital. If my mother is not dead now, she should have become a god...

"But if she really became a god, but never came to me... I would rather..."

When she said this, her expression became a little gloomy.

"Hey, speaking of ~IndoMTL.com~ When Citalopram heard this, he remembered the situation at Delicious Wind Goose again, so he interrupted the previous topic: "Do you know the road to depravity? ”

"...of course I know."

Porphys nodded slightly and became serious: "But you'd better not touch.

"The devil... was finally exterminated by us."

"'You'? Or 'We'?"

"It's 'us'."

Porphys was a little surprised: "Isn't it taught in your history books?

"We Osers...in the Second Age, we fled to the desert because the land we lived in was occupied by demons.

"——'Oser' means 'escape, escape'."

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