Text Game: It All Began when a Cat-eared Girl Took Me In-Chapter 697 - 362: The Scum Who Only Struck Dragon Mama, The Legacy of Spark Continues Unabated (4.6k)_2

Chapter 697: Chapter 362: The Scum Who Only Struck Dragon Mama, The Legacy of Spark Continues Unabated (4.6k)_2

Kureya appeared by his side and said, "I’ve consulted many fragmented tomes before I discovered some descriptions regarding this fortress. It was the pinnacle of achievement by the Elf Clan during that entire era, and generally, even Transcendents of Tier Five couldn’t withstand the driving pressure of it."

Luo Xi bent down, picked up a piece of black armor from the ground, and gently placed it in Kureya’s hand, smiling as he spoke, "So, it’s not just my own merit. Those heroic spirits back then, as well as the Black Knight troops now, have all given me a great deal of help."

"I see."

Kureya seemed to have realized something.

It’s no wonder the Black Knight Armor suddenly disappeared.

"The heroic spirits you mentioned are?"

Upon hearing Kureya’s question, Luo Xi became silent for a moment and then said, "Your Highness, you could visit a certain place in this fortress, where you’ll find the heroic epics of your Elf ancestors. If possible, I hope you could make it accessible, so that more Elves can see it."

Those gravestones inscribed with records from the Lost Era, it’s uncertain whether they are priceless treasures or sources of calamity for the present Elf Clan.

In that alleyway, when Luo Xi saw Feya being treated like trash and scolded by those ignorant Elf civilians, he realized those Elves were beyond salvation.

The prejudices in people’s hearts are like mountains.

And it’s surely the same with the Elves.

They would not accept the truth that their ancestors were once Variants, and even took pride in it.

"Very well."

Kureya lowered her gaze.

She seemed to have sensed something.

The fortress had the property of shielding her perception, but as it grew weaker, this property began to dissipate.

Yesterday’s battle seems to have consumed the last of its life.

"Spark."

Luo Xi released Spark from his knapsack.

"Master? Is there another battle?"

As soon as Spark came out, he eagerly wanted to deploy his armor, but Luo Xi stopped him.

He said, "Go and see if Xiao Ling is still here, will you?"

"That guy, huh."

Spark looked somewhat unhappy as he glanced around and then submerged himself into the floor, continuously descending deeper.

What’s there to look for? That guy must still be here.

Just because the fortress couldn’t be activated anymore didn’t mean it was completely destroyed. The spirit dwelling in it wouldn’t suddenly die.

"Hey, are you there? The master is looking for you."

"Where are you?"

"Come out quickly!"

But no matter how Spark called out, that spirit of the artifact, similar to her, did not come out to meet her.

Not until she reached the spot with a crimson mechanical heart. The heart had stopped beating, and many cracks had appeared on it. The high-intensity load startup had almost completely ruined it.

Behind the heart, on a tombstone with faint golden lettering, lay a beautiful golden petal and a clear crystal.

"Is this the fortress’s core?" Kureya’s voice rang out; she had brought Luo Xi directly here.

Luo Xi looked towards Spark and asked, "Spark, you didn’t find Xiao Ling?"

"No..." Spark shook her head and said, "but those two things, they seem to bear some of her traces."

Spark slowly floated over and gently touched them.

All at once, everything around them changed, and the scent of green grass brushed against their faces.

Luo Xi opened his eyes to see Elvedin, with lynx-like ears, in front of him, and on his shoulder, the little spirit with green hair and golden eyes sitting there, appearing very happy.

Kureya, in disbelief, asked, "You are, you are..."

Elvedin chuckled and said, "After tens of thousands of years, greetings to the current Elf Emperor. I am Elvedin."

"But as we’ve said, we’ve already done everything we had to do. The future from here on out is yours to forge. This little one could have still helped you, but since you now have a new age’s spirit of artifacts, Xiao Ling is really tired. Let her rest for a while."

"From now on, it is your era."

Xiao Ling hopped down from Elvedin’s shoulder, holding the petal and the crystal in her hands, flew to Spark’s side, and with a proud expression, stuffed both items to Spark.

The little fairy said earnestly, "I’m no longer able to activate the fortress, but you still have a chance. I can feel that your potential far surpasses mine. If you can further upgrade your core structure, perhaps you can give this fortress a new lease on life."

Spark, holding the petal and crystal, said with a somewhat forlorn expression, "And what about you?"

She already knew the answer.

She had once been afraid that this little spirit would fight with her for the master’s attention.

But even though she no longer had to worry, she also lost the only kin of her kind she had ever met.

"Me? For the time being, I’m going to accompany the master on a long journey, on a trip."

"You’re called Spark, aren’t you? This is the legacy of Spark, an unending flame."

The little fairy flew back to Elvedin’s shoulder and made an amusing face at Luo Xi and Kureya.

Then, Elvedin turned his back on them, waved his hand, and his figure grew more distant.

A hazy voice echoed in their ears.

"In places not illuminated by the light, even the most ordinary, the most humble of people have the wish to gaze at the starry sky."

"We, the frogs at the bottom of the well, may not know the vastness of the world or the breadth of the ocean, but we are still aware of the blueness of the sky."

"Please remember, never give up hope."

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Royal Court Street, No. 88.