Chapter 320 The People of Orser

"The original holy skeleton..."

Citalopram muttered.

Although she didn't know anything about the power of the holy skeleton, it didn't affect her understanding of what it was.

She knew that the "dyeing" of the Tertiary period meant the modern Golden Order.

That is to say, the "Holy Bones" is a kind of guarantee that also requires the golden rank to be eligible for it, and is basically equivalent to the supernatural power of the godhead, the highest level. There are even a few limited copies all over the world, which are extremely rare and not mass-produced and non-renewable.

——And Pophis's mother actually had the ability to get a holy skeleton?

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

Even if it can't be awakened, it's just considered its collection value... This is probably one of the most valuable treasures in this world.

"...Your mother, is she a big shot?"

Citalopram asked cautiously.

Could it be that Boffis is still the eldest lady of the elves?

Seeing that citalopram looked nervous, Boffis couldn't help but burst out laughing.

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

"It depends on what you think~"

The corners of Porphy's mouth raised.

She floated around citalopram, the white gauze skirt swayed in the air like a fish tail, and lightly patted citalopram's face.

If Porphys is still alive, I should be able to smell her scent...

But because both of them are in a state of soul now, citalopram can only vaguely 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 Boffis' skirt, and wanted to pull it to her side.

"Ugh-"

Boffis let out a cute moan, and quickly reached out to hold down her skirt,

Repeatedly begging for mercy: "Don't do this, Miss Citalopram!"

"There's no one else here..."

"The seniors are still watching!"

Boffis continued to let out a moan.

Only then did citalopram realize that those Wangzai QQ candies were looking here...

She couldn't help but click her tongue and gently let go of Porphys.

... so shy even though the clothes are so colored.

So she licked her lips again.

Intimidated by the citalopram's carnivorous gaze, Boffis shivered in the air and floated back two steps. It wasn't until she was three positions away from citalopram that she finally blushed and sorted out her messy clothes because of her struggles.

"Mother...cough, mother she," Porphys whispered, "she is the captain of the Stormwind Legion."

"Storm Legion?"

Citalopram asked curiously.

Boffis hummed and explained in a low voice: "That is an air force composed entirely of wind dancers and griffins. The griffins may have perished... It is the darling of the wind, and its sharp claws can be easily torn apart. The atmosphere and wings can roll up the hurricane, and even if it is flying above the clouds, it can penetrate the thunder and hurricane to lock the enemy on the ground.

"And our wind dancer is a profession that can walk, run, and jump in the atmosphere, and can also swim dexterously in the air like a fish... I am a wind dancer.

"Of course... The wind dancer definitely can't fly as high as the Griffin. But at least it's very easy to be a few dozen meters off the ground."

Speaking of which, Boffis's crisp tone was filled with pride that could not be concealed: "If only I were alive, I could let you hug me."

"……Ok?"

"No, no!"

Boffis quickly realized what was 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 eagerly.

"The stronger the wind dancer, the lighter the weight will be - I weigh less than 20 pounds!"

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

Citalopram was really surprised, and even a little envious: "Then will you eat fat? Become... a fluffy ball?"

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

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

To be honest, I'm a little envious...

"No way!"

Boffis reacted very strongly: "I also have good control of my body-"

"Does that mean you will still eat fat?"

"...it will be."

Boffis turned her head slightly and muttered in a low voice: "And male wind dancers will deliberately gain weight...because weapons will still have some weight even after weight reduction.

"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 are worn."

"It's not easy..."

Citalopram sighed, "Is your mother a golden order? Ah, no... I mean, dyed order?"

"I can understand the golden order..."

Boffis nodded and said helplessly: "We also used curses to carry objects. But at that time, we had to divide things more finely on the extraordinary level.

"The road to sublimation is like the process of alchemy... Corruption, calcination, condensation, purification, dissolution, dyeing, sublimation, it's hard to understand, right? This is actually a metaphor for the process of smelting copper into gold. The first two In the first stage, bronze is used as the carrier, the middle two are silver, the dissolution and dyeing are gold... and sublimation is the state after getting the book of truth.

"And my mother is not a dyeing rank, and strictly speaking, it is not a golden rank...because she has obtained her own book of truth."

"……what?"

Hearing this, citalopram was startled.

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

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

"It's okay to tell you."

Pophis sighed and said with a bit of melancholy: "Mom didn't enter this ceremony back then...because she's not here, she's in the capital. If mom didn't die now, she should have become a god...

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

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

"Hey, speaking of it," Citalopram heard this and remembered the situation on the side of the delicious wind goose, so he interrupted the previous topic: "Do you know the way of depravity?"

"……of course I know."

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

"The devil...but we were finally exterminated by us."

"'You'? Or 'us'?"

"It's us'."

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

"We Orser...During the Second Epoch, it was because the land we lived in was occupied by demons that we fled to the desert.

"—'Other' means 'escape, escape'."

Please remember this book's first domain name: . Mobile version reading website: