The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 328: Frost Whisperer’s Frozen Blood

"What is this?"

Si An felt suffocated by the almost cruel sight in front of him.

What appeared before them was a strange and desperate situation reminiscent of an icehouse or an ice and snow park——

In a sealed basement completely covered by ice, there are nine human-shaped ice sculptures sitting around a round table.

Some people stood up angrily, some calmly relaxed and spread their hands, some gathered together and whispered with the people around them, and some leaned back as if they wanted to stay away from others...

Like a work of art, the ice sculpture composed of nine elves, four men and five women, with different movements and expressions, seems to be alive.

But it is obviously different from sculpture.

The movements of sculptures are always exaggerated. In order to highlight a sense of strength or weakness, or to maintain a physical or artistic sense of balance... maybe one or two human sculptures will be very similar to real people, but if there are multiple sculptures, they will immediately Observe differences and slight incongruities with real people.

It feels like capturing a photo or posing for a photo.

What appeared in front of them was a "captured" scene.

He could even see a man whose eyelids were only open a small slit, and even looked a little stupid, not knowing whether he was opening or closing his eyes; he could also see that the facial features of the man with an angry expression were twisted and skewed.

It was as if time suddenly stood still.

"...What's going on?"

He murmured.

"They are all Frost Whisperers."

Citalopram, as the only human-ghost translator - or psychic, translated Miss Porfis's words to the other players at the same time: "But don't be nervous. They maintain such actions, not because they are triggered. What kind of trap... They all came to the underground secret room voluntarily and sacrificed their lives.

"In other words, they originally planned to hide in the public nightmare. This was just a final use of their bodies before escaping."

"...In other words, is this a ritual?"

Si Anke reacted quickly.

Citalopram responded immediately: "Yes, exactly."

The position they are in is the lowest position even in this "sewer".

They walked along the sewer into the city, turning left and right, and walked inside for more than 20 minutes before finally finding a building that looked like a huge well.

The mouth of this "well" is more than three meters above the ground. But it is not difficult to climb...because there are stairs leading to the well. Moreover, the stairs are very spacious, not so narrow or short that you can only step on them if you turn sideways.

This shows that the designer considered the possibility that someone would run here from the sewers from the beginning.

After they boarded the wellhead, they found that there were U-shaped steel pipes like staplers inside, forming a ladder-like structure on both sides of the wellhead.

They climbed down - they kept climbing for nearly five minutes before finally arriving here. The further down the journey went, the colder it became. Halfway through the journey, the steel pipe was already sealed with a layer of ice. After three-quarters of the time, the surroundings had completely turned into a world of ice and snow.

Yes, there are not even horizontal doors or windows here.

Going down the ladders on both sides, you can see the wooden tabletop in the center of the wellhead.

They stepped onto the table before jumping off it.

The ground and walls are all covered with extremely solid thick ice. Even after hundreds or thousands of years, the ice here still has not melted.

The strong cold air can even cause tiny ice shards to fly in the air with the naked eye. Dove had been frozen into a ball, huddled in her chocolate clothes... and Si An couldn't help but shivered and stepped on the ground to keep warm, so that he could barely keep his voice from trembling when he spoke.

On the contrary, Citalopram... She could clearly feel the chill, but there was no sign of trembling in her body.

"They donated their bodies before death to perform a ritual. The name of this ritual is 'Nine Faces of the Unburnt'. Nine extraordinary beings of the same profession took honey pills He performed a mysterious play called "The Sacrifice of Nine" and died in the play to forcefully interrupt the ceremony.

"It's not that they need to achieve any purpose through this ritual. It's to get the by-product of this ritual - in the self-sacrifice type ritual, the bodies of the dead extraordinary people will not turn into nightmares... Instead, it will become 'untransformed curse material'. All curses and one's own soul are sealed in it.

"After the ritual absorbed their souls, all that was left was the body overflowing with curses. Since this ritual is based on the nine Frost Whisperers, the curses that are overflowing and gathering around it are , will be transformed into pure chill through the corpses of the nine frost whisperers."

Citalopram translated.

Hearing this, Si Anqi was a little confused: "They spent so much time... What are they going to do?

"Just to make a refrigerator?"

"...It seems so."

Citalopram paused and replied in a low voice.

These two sentences are not translations, but her own thoughts: "The technology of the elves seems to be focused on curse energy... At least the elves of the Third Age are like this.

"They can't make a refrigerator without the power of magic. And actually, even we can't let the refrigerator keep cooling without using any energy..."

"...Kelvin closed the coffin board happily and lay back."

Dove complained on the forum: "In this strange place, there is always unexpected science."

"Let's collect it first."

Citalopram ordered: "The light blue liquid in this ice layer is the 'frozen blood of the Frost Whisperer'. I don't know how much Annan wants... let's take half a pound first."

"Half a pound is too much!"

Si Anqi complained.

"What can I do?"

Citalopram said helplessly: "We didn't bring a container? Who knew that 'eternally frozen blood' is actually liquid...

"It's better to cut off an arm and take it away after it's frozen. I saw Annan has already rushed over, so I hurried out and handed it to him. I don't have to worry about sending it back to wait for it to be melted."

"If it's for freezing, then you might as well cut off the head. At least this way the fault will be smaller..."

Dove complained on the forum.

"Isn't it right?"

Si Anke suddenly realized something: "If the elves are trying to create an eternal refrigeration barrier... then what exactly are they planning to preserve?

"When we just came down, there was nothing on the table."

"Porphys has already said this."

Citalopram shook his head and explained: "It's not that there is nothing, but that it was taken away.

"In some sense, this is indeed a well - it is spacious enough. Even if you avoid the U-shaped handles on both sides, the remaining part is enough to lift something out. And Boffi Si also said... The place where the holy bones were once stored and the place where the 'frozen blood of the Frost Whisperer' was collected are on the same road.

"I speculate that this should be the place where the elves originally planned to store the holy bones. This shows that the elves should have given up the idea of ​​signing a holy contract with the holy bones at that time, or it may be that they were unable to sign the contract.

“Based on the timeline, this place should have been built some time before the elves held the big ceremony... It can even be said that it may have been forcibly dug out by using magic power and turning on the creative mode.

"At that time, the elves thought that the holy bones would always be placed here. They created this ritual to suppress the activity of the holy bones as much as possible and prevent the curse from leaking out.

"Since medicinal wine can anesthetize the holy bones, there is no reason why low temperature cannot reduce its activity. And medicine will always deteriorate at room temperature. ~IndoMTL.com~ But if it is stored in a low temperature environment, the storage time will also increase. Some."

Citalopram knows this very well.

Now, there is no bottle in which the holy bones are stored.

That is to say... after the ceremony here was completed and some time passed, Porphys's mother took away the holy bones stored here.

The findings from Annan can further confirm this speculation——

The bottle he picked up over there was the bottle left after the Heart of Justice was taken away.

And judging from the fact that it "has lost its efficacy"... I'm afraid that the bottle will appear in that position because the holy skeleton has lost control after leaving the cold storage.

But these are details.

Annan and the child did not go down, but waited for them to come back at the only entrance and exit.

Whether it's a hand or a head. When it is delivered to Annan, Annan does have a way to keep the ice on the surface from melting.

If you can't even do this kind of thing, it's better not to advance.

The remaining unused parts may be used to make some equipment and then be sold back to players... just in time to practice their skills.

I’m finally going to advance...

Anan held up the "Holy Skeleton Extract" wrapped in his coat and took a deep breath, slightly nervous.

Finally... are you going to end things with that painter?

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