Pirate System

Chapter 273 The Scarlet Curtain (Ochi)

This ancestral hall is still exactly the same as in Michael's memory, the dark precipitation is as real as it is, and the dragon statues are still so hideous. On the wall directly in front, the family crest of the Hahn family is as silent as ever. Once upon a time, this family crest symbolized supreme glory, and even the emperor had to bow his proud head in front of this family crest. But nowadays, this family crest has been forgotten by most people. The cold wind reverberates here, which sounds like the lessons and harsh words of the ancestors.

"I am still young, full of vigor and vitality, and I still have a lot of time. I will definitely be able to revive the glory of the Hahn family."

Michael raised his head to swear to the family crest, and at the same time encouraged himself. For this goal, he will do whatever it takes, whether it is practicing hard, using his relatives, or pretending to befriend the fatuous king, as long as he can achieve his goal, he is willing to pay any price.

The ancestor of the Hahn family once conquered the north and south, and opened up most of the territory of Longya Kingdom. At that time, the enemy would tremble when they heard the surname Hahn, and the civilians would sing praises when they heard the surname Hahn. Michael still had a long way to go to restore the Hahn family to their glory back then. He wants to get the same merits as his ancestors, that's the only way.

Back then, the Hahn family relied on expanding their territories to establish military exploits. Now, the times have changed, and the sea has replaced the land, and it has become the battlefield for all countries to compete. Michael wants to imitate his ancestors, raise the flag of the Hahn family, and level the four sides on the sea

"Ancestors and ancestors, please continue to sleep peacefully."

After Michael finished speaking seriously, he backed away, left the dark ancestral hall, walked through the corridor, climbed the stone steps, and returned to the upper world after several twists and turns, breathing fresh air. Those who came to the ground with him also had heavier responsibilities on their shoulders.

"Colonel, just now the king sent someone to bring a message, asking you to go to the palace immediately to face the saint."

Not long after Michael came out of the ancestral hall, a messenger came to report. He went to the changing room, changed the clothes that were stained with dust from the ancestral hall, and changed into the energetic colonel uniform. There are golden ears of wheat on the shoulders of the uniform, and the epaulets are shining. Every line and every corner of the uniform is so tough and capable, and the spotless white adds a sense of nobility. He took a carriage and rushed from the mansion to the palace. Although it was a palace, it was not much different from a labyrinth.

The current King of Longya Kingdom is only fifteen years old. He is innocent and playful, spends money like running water, and is indifferent to state affairs. He is an out-and-out fool. Fortunately, the scholars and prime ministers in the imperial court were loyal, presided over the government with painstaking efforts, and restrained the king in many ways.

Michael was very dissatisfied with the young king, but dissatisfaction was dissatisfaction, he would not give birth to two minds, his glory could only be obtained in Longya Kingdom. He knows that he has no ability to change the king,

He didn't have that status either. He could only grasp the king's temper and do things to please the king. This made him deeply loved by the king, and he rose to the top of his career. He was promoted several levels within two years.

He has been guessing the purpose of the king's summoning all the way, maybe he wants him to fight two groups of pirates again? Or go to another port and bring back some fun gadgets?

When he actually saw the king, all his speculations were overturned. The king who always had a playful smile now sat on the throne with a frowning face, and shouted away everyone in the hall, as if something was wrong. To discuss privately. It seems that the rhetoric used to please the king in the past can no longer be used today. Companion to a king is like companion to a tiger. It is really a wise saying.

"Michael, come to me quickly, I have something important to tell you." The young king rubbed his temples, beckoning to his favorite, with a huge gemstone ring on his slender finger, and the ring gave off a dreamy feeling. like light.

Michael took two steps forward, shortened the distance in an instant, and bent over to give the knight's salute. He looked at the smooth ground under his feet, and the king's rosy face was reflected on it.

"Please speak, Your Majesty."

"Get up, get up, what time is it, there are so many courtesy."

Michael stood up. Although he was tall, he still had to look up at the king's dragon face in front of the throne.

"You should know about the Resurrection Spring, right?" the king asked softly, with a hint of worry in his voice.

"of course I know."

"Then I will save my tongue. Let me tell you straight, the resurrection spring has reappeared in the world again. Just a few days ago, a mountain spring appeared in the territory of Longya Kingdom. It was acquired by a mercenary society. They took the mountain Zhiquan paid tribute to the palace and received a reward."

Linking the king's concerns to the Spring of Resurrection, Michael makes a chilling guess, which is so important that it's better to pretend to be confused first. He said calmly: "This is a good thing. The Resurrection Spring is an ancient treasure, left by the old gods."

"Good shit!" The king slapped the armrest of the throne and growled sullenly, "The prime minister, the queen mother, and some old ministers in the court all turned red after seeing the resurrection spring, and they all wanted to gather all the resurrection springs this time. And resurrect my father the king"

it is as expected.

Michael's heart was clear, and he pretended to be terrified, and said puzzledly: "Isn't this a good thing..."

"Don't pretend to be stupid, you are smarter than me, you should understand what I mean." The king showed a gloomy face that did not match his age, his face was covered with frost, and his expression was like a executioner on the execution ground. In the case of the king, who will take the seat under my buttocks?"

No matter how stupid and fun-loving the king is, as long as he encounters major events involving his own throne, he will arouse his keen political sense.

The king had already made it clear, so Michael didn't have to pretend anymore. He lowered his head and said seriously, "Michael is willing to do his best for Your Majesty, and he will never say no."

"Okay. I'll leave the important task to you this time. I will strongly advocate that you collect the Resurrection Fountain. No matter who opposes it, it will be useless. However, the task on the surface is to ask you to collect the Resurrection Fountain. In fact, you only need to come out It’s fine if you don’t work hard, just put on a show, and don’t collect all the resurrection springs. But it’s okay if you are too lazy, try to find a chance to get a few or two resurrection springs, and then stop. Finally, collect all the resurrection springs , all handed over to others. In this world, anyone can be resurrected, but I can’t let my father and king open his eyes.”

In front of the throne, the relationship between father and son has been trampled so far.

Michael was used to being ruthless and intriguing towards the royal family, and he didn't care about the king's behavior. What he really valued was the reward after completing the matter. It is estimated that after this, his official career will be even smoother.

"As ordered."

Michael lowered his head, a smile flashed across his face.

Every time the resurrection spring appears in the world, six springs will appear together, but the spring of death will only appear after the other resurrection springs have owners. The Rainbow Spring and the Mountain Spring were discovered one after another. In other parts of the world, there are also traces of several other resurrection springs.

The Black Sea is located in the south of the Sea of ​​Dreams, bordering on the Kovaire Continent to the east, and extending to the headland of the Ancient Continent to the west, with a larger area than the Sea of ​​Dreams. The Black Sea has already escaped the control of the Five Great Empires and the Golden Beard Pirates. There are many other countries here, and even the pirate governor is someone else.

Somewhere at the bottom of the Black Sea, there lived a tribe of Tiger Sharkmen. Zela has been staying in this tribe for two months. Although he has been delayed a lot, he still can't leave. Because he won't give up until he gets the Sea Spring away.

"The Resurrection Fountain is indeed a relic of the old gods, and it is so difficult to obtain." Zela said angrily, he was floating in the current, and the sharkskin cloak fluttered with the current. In front of him is the fifth source of day and night thoughts - the fountain of the sea.

It was a ball of storm, with a diameter of ten yards, and a violently rotating airflow formed inside the ball, so fast that any object that penetrated it would be ruthlessly crushed. In the center of the sphere, a mass of floating spring water can be faintly seen, exuding beautiful fluorescence, spewing smartly.

In the past two months, Zela tried various methods, but none of them worked. As a warlock, he is good at communicating with the abyss and attacking the shadows in people's hearts, but he has nothing to do with this kind of physical defense.

"My lord, haven't you already sent someone to invite the 'Agula' warrior over?" The Naga murloc men beside him interjected.

Agula is rarely known on the shore, but in the underwater world, it is well-known. It is a tiger shark, swimming as fast as an arrow from a string, with arms that can tear a whale alive, extremely brave and good at fighting. With its strength, it is possible to penetrate the storm ball and take out the sea spring hidden in it.

Moreover, Zela can trust only the murlocs who are also in the sea.

"Agula's status and influence are even greater than mine. I'm afraid I won't be able to invite him if I only send a few men there. He may not take the gifts I sent. It seems that I still have to Go and invite him personally, this is the hope." Zela said in a deep voice.

"But if you leave, our strength will be greatly reduced. I heard that some other tribes are also planning this resurrection spring. I'm afraid that the rest of us will not be able to hold it."

"That can't be taken care of. The longer we delay, the more dangerous this place will be. It's better to get this sea spring as soon as possible."

Zela's eyes without pupils narrowed, and the cold light shone brightly. His own appeal was far from enough. To launch an all-out war on the land, more power was needed. The resurrection spring is an opportunity, but collecting the first resurrection spring fell into such a big dilemma, which shows how difficult it is to collect all of them. He felt flustered and didn't know if he could succeed, but it was impossible to achieve the grand goal of unifying the races on the shore.

"Regardless of success or failure, I, Zela, only want to have a clear conscience and be worthy of the thousands of compatriots in the sea."

Same time, another place.

In the Kosoman Empire, in the dense elf forest, although it is still full of vitality, the trees planted here are all ordinary trees, which are different from those in ancient times. A long time ago, this forest was full of magical trees, some of which were even intelligent and able to communicate with people.

Not only the trees, but even the extremely important altar has been damaged. Because the stones used to build the altar are more precious than pearl agate, the elves can't afford the maintenance funds at all, so they can only let the altar continue to be dilapidated.

The reduction of purebred elves and the withering of the tree of life have brought down the former noble race to the current state.

Rise and fall, ups and downs, ups and downs, everything is like this. Even the gods are divided into old gods and new gods, and they cannot escape the doom of rise and fall, let alone a mere race.

However, it is one thing to think about it, and it is another to accept it. The purebred elves still haven't given up the idea of ​​revitalizing the race, and are working hard for it. It can be seen from the purebred elves' desire to marry the Corsoman royal family how eager they are to inject new vitality into this dying race.

Around the altar, gathered a female patriarch, five purebred elf elders, and two tall and aged tree men.

The elves yearn for equality. Even if Kailitina is the patriarch, she still has to sit around with the elders and the tree men, listening to the whispers of the breeze in the forest. Although Kailitina is old, there is no trace of age on her face, and the tenderness of her skin is even comparable to that of a baby. If she sat with her daughter Eunice, Flower of Blood, she would definitely be mistaken for a sister.

Kailitina and the others were staring at a wooden basin placed in the middle of the altar. The wooden basin was made of agarwood wood, exuding bursts of fragrance. In the wooden basin, there was a green liquid, the liquid It exudes fluorescence, and there is a water wave on the surface, pointing a direction. Kailitina felt that the water waves guided the future of the purebred elves.

"We got the seventh source of the Resurrection Spring - the Spring of Wood. I think this is the spirit of our ancestors in the sky, which enlightens and helps our descendants." Kailitina raised her beautiful face and looked opposite tree of life.

This holy tree, which governs the rise and fall of the elves, has withered to a heart-rending degree, and the fountain of life derived from the root of the tree has only a small pool left, which may not even be enough for fish farming. The elves can survive without the tree of life, but if the elves drink the fountain of life frequently, they can improve their physical fitness, natural power and magic power. It can be said that no matter what occupation the elf is, drinking the Fountain of Life will bring great benefits.

Except for elves, if other races drink the fountain of life, not only will they not be promoted, but they will be poisoned to death. Therefore, the elves have always regarded the tree of life and the fountain of life as gifts from the gods.

Because of the withering of the tree of life, the number of strong men in the elves is decreasing day by day, and the decline in strength has caused the elves to fall from the altar, and even their status among countries has also declined. Until now, it depends on the face of the Cormanthor Empire Difficulties in living.

Although Kailitina is a girl, as long as she is the patriarch, she has to take on the important task of protecting the pure elves. If you can gather all the resurrection springs this time, you can use the power of the resurrection springs to save the tree of life. The resurrection spring can not only resurrect living things, but also plants, which is recorded in ancient scrolls. After the tree of life gains the power of the resurrection spring, it can take root and sprout again, and then grow into a large forest. By that time, the purebred elves will definitely be able to reproduce the glory of the year.

"Every time the Resurrection Fountain appears, there will be a bloody battle. Most of the people who participate in the battle are huge countries or forces. With the current strength of purebred elves, are they capable of participating in this kind of battle?" asked the tree man worriedly , spitting out a rotten taste from his mouth, and from some holes, the hollow inside his body can be seen.

"Use all the strength of the whole clan, and then unite with other ordinary elf clans. In that way, our strength will not be small." Kailitina said.

"It's too dangerous to compete for the Resurrection Spring. If there is a conflict with other great empires, it may lead to annihilation. The risk is too great."

"I agree with this opinion. The hope of competing for the Resurrection Spring is too slim, and it is not worth betting the lives of the whole family."

"I think it's a good idea to pay the Spring of Wood to the Cormanthor royal family in exchange for some territory and manpower."

"Not bad."

The elders expressed their opinions one after another, and their attitudes were basically the same. They were unwilling to enter the dangerous vortex of competing for the resurrection spring.

Kailitina became angrier the more she heard, raised her thin eyebrows, and shouted in a crisp voice: "Your short-sightedness, can you only see tomorrow? Our race has reached the critical point of life and death. If this continues, it will take less than two generations. , the tree of life will die completely, and the glory of the purebred elves will no longer be. In that case, what is the difference from extermination? Seeking a moment of comfort, regardless of what is going on outside, is simply a stupid act of deception. Instead of doing this Waiting for death, it is better to give it a go. Once successful, the purebred elves can reverse the decline and rise again. Isn’t this our mission? Where is the courage of you purebred elves? Where is the pride? ? Gentlemen here, please wake up.”

This reprimand made the elders blush, and some left the meeting immediately angrily, and the rest of the elders did not wake up, and were still persuading Kailitina.

But Kailitina made up her mind this time, she stood up bravely, and swore: "I've had enough of begging for mercy from the Cormanthor Empire, and even if I sacrificed my life, I would gather together spring"

Kailitina's determination is like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, but she is far from the only one who has made up her mind.

Here is another place, located in Xiyao Country, called Hurricane Castle. Inside the castle lived a pair of magician master and apprentice. Each of the five great empires has one to three magicians in charge. Although they are rarely used, it is enough to act as a deterrent. As long as there are magicians in the empire, other empires will not dare to attack.

A high-level magician is enough to rival an army, and even destroy a city.

An empire backed by magicians is a true empire

All major empires respected magicians, and so did the Cormanthor Empire. The Hurricane Castle where the two magicians lived was even taller and majestic than the imperial city. There were thousands of servants in the castle alone.

As a magician apprentice, he enjoys the treatment of a duke, lives in the most magnificent castle in the empire, and enjoys the best treatment in the world for basic necessities of life... But Mech is still not happy. If possible, he would rather use everything he has now in exchange for Alice's life.

"Alice, it's all my fault for not being able to protect you well. If I could have been by your side at that time, you would have been fine." Meggie cried while standing in front of her lover's grave, hot tears falling down land.

He and Alice are a pair of young lovers, living a happy life. As a magician above ten thousand people, he once thought that the whole world was prostrate at his feet, and nothing in the world could endanger him. His arms can protect Alice and make her the happiest woman in the world.

However, a flower pot that fell from the upper floors of the castle shattered his self-confidence and took Alice's life.

This is really a great irony. The lovers of the majestic magicians were crushed to death by flower pots. A small flower pot, a plain flower pot.

It was only at this time that Meggie realized that although a magician is strong, he cannot escape the tricks of fate. No matter who it is, he may lose everything if he turns around. After Alice's death, he fell into unprecedented pain. Although he killed all the servants of the castle to vent his anger afterwards, it could not save Alice's life.

That silver bell-like laughter, and a face more beautiful than any jewelry and flowers in the world, have left him.

Mei Qi felt that all the strength in his body was being sucked away, and he knelt in front of the grave with a stabbing heart, stroking the cold tombstone, as if it was the body temperature of his lover.

A ball of flame appeared out of thin air, and instantly transformed into the figure of an old man. When the flame disappeared, the old man's facial features and clothes became clear. He wore a peaked hat, thick glasses on a hooked nose, and a curvy gray beard. He didn't look as kind as an ordinary old man should have, and his eyes were too sharp, giving people a very inaccessible feeling.

"Heaven has assigned a great responsibility to magicians. The meaning of our life should be to pursue the 'origin' of all things, not to cry for the love of our children. If your current behavior is known by my old magicians , I must lose this old face." The old man is Meggie's master, his name is Kelly, and he is known as the immortal phoenix.

Mech didn't even look back. In the past, he didn't dare to be so presumptuous, but his heart has been hollowed out, and he doesn't care about anything anymore.

"Without Alice, what can I do if I become a tenth-level magician? I don't even have happiness, so what's the point of everything else."

"The origin is above the tenth level. Once you reach that height, it's not difficult to revive a person."

Mech has heard these words countless times, but no magician can tell what the origin is, it is the primitive power that only gods can touch. Mei Qi believes in Master's words, and also believes in the existence of Yuanyuan. However, how many years have there been no tenth-order magicians? Five hundred years? Or a thousand years? or longer? Since you can't even reach the tenth level, let alone contact with the source. Mei Qi can be regarded as a genius in the sky, but he is not so proud that he thinks that he can reach the origin.

"Master, besides reaching the source, is there any other way to revive the dead? Of course, the method I'm talking about doesn't include necromancer magic. A body without a soul is not Alice."

The old man Kelly was silent, hesitating for a long time.

Mech thought Master was thinking, so he didn't interrupt.

"Looking at how out of your mind you are now, you really can't practice. Just let you be willful once and resurrect Alice. I heard the news that the resurrection spring has already appeared. If you collect all seven resurrection fountains, you can resurrect Alice." Kelly sighed, and finally spoke up.

"Resurrection Fountain?" Mech seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, his eyes recovered, and he stood up again.

In this way, there is another group of forces competing for the resurrection spring, and they are also a pair of powerful and high-status magician master and apprentice.

Then move the perspective to the distant and ancient East.

In Youzhou, Wuzhou Kingdom, Lingxiao Mountain, Zijin Palace.

Xiao Qingfeng sat firmly in the sandalwood chair, stretched out his strong arm, and handed it to the old imperial doctor opposite to feel the pulse. He stared at the subtle changes on the old imperial doctor's face, guessing how serious his "illness" was.

Four months ago, he felt something strange in his body, so he used the method of "inner vision" to check it out, and was shocked to find that there was an extra spring in his abdomen, and the water flowed spontaneously and endlessly. This spring water did not bring him any pain, on the contrary, it doubled his physical strength, greatly increased his cultivation speed, and benefited a lot.

However, although this spring water is good, it grows in the body after all, and its origin is unknown, Xiao Qingfeng really can't let it go. During this period, he visited famous doctors, wanting to know the "cause" of the spring water. Out of concern, friends from all walks of life also helped him seek medical treatment everywhere, and in the end even the current emperor was alarmed, and the emperor sent a famous contemporary doctor to treat him.

Xiao Qingfeng is the lord of Lingxiao Mountain, with superb swordsmanship and a unique skill called "Sword Control". He has many disciples and has great influence. Only with such an identity can he be favored by the emperor.

"Master Xiaoshan, your pulse condition is neither floating nor sinking, neither big nor small, calm and gentle, soft and powerful, very healthy, just like a dragon and a tiger. As for your complexion, voice, etc., there is nothing abnormal. Sorry for my superficial medical skills, it is really I can't find the cause. The spring water in your body is probably related to some gods and ghosts, so it's very reasonable to speculate." The old imperial doctor let go and said in a respectful voice.

Xiao Qingfeng sighed, if even the imperial physician could not do anything, it would prove that the spring water was not a disease, but something miraculous. He thanked the imperial doctor and sent the imperial doctor to the gate of the palace. He respected the imperial doctor and was grateful that he came all the way to see him, so he decided to send the imperial doctor to the foot of the mountain with the "Royal Sword Technique".

"rise"

Xiao Qingfeng flicked his fingers, and the two long swords on his back came out of their sheaths, and wrapped in a puff of air, they flew steadily above the ground. He took a step forward, stepped on the swords, and said please to the imperial doctor.

"Shocking the Yitian sword in my hand, cutting the long whale directly into the sea and opening the sea, Xiaoshan Lord's sword control skills are indeed well-deserved. I can see it today, and I will have no regrets in this life. I am a quack doctor, how can I go down the mountain with this sword? The kindness of the Xiaoshan Lord, the old man understands But the old man should go down the mountain step by step." The imperial doctor was sincerely convinced, bowed, and was about to step down the mountain.

Xiao Qingfeng chuckled, raised his big hand, and pulled the little old man onto the sword. With another push, the two swords flew forward with the momentum of a rainbow penetrating the sun. Although the speed was fast, it was as stable as Mount Tai. After going here, he no longer wants to care about the origin of the spring water in his body, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is up to the heavens to decide.

In fact, the spring water in Xiao Qingfeng's body is the fourth source - the spring of the body. This kind of spring water can be ranked fourth, and it is naturally very difficult to collect. Every time the spring of body appears, it will be reincarnated in the body of a strong person. If others want to get it, they can only kill them.

In this way, out of the seven springs of resurrection, five springs have already disappeared, but the spring of fire and the spring of death have not been discovered yet. This relic of the old god has once again sparked scrambles among various forces, and this bloody battle has also drawn a bright red curtain.