"Good evening, my friend," suddenly a voice came, which startled Griffith again, "Minos greets you! The missing life essence of this mountain monster is very important to Minos. Help. Can Minos come closer?"

It was you...it scared me to death.

Griffith nodded and took a few steps to the body of the mountain monster. A burst of illusory breath followed, as if something had been absorbed into the bone ring.

"Very good, the peculiar source quality has restored Minos more power, I hope it will help you in the near future," Minos absorbed a while before the voice came again, "Your vital signs and The mental state is abnormal, and Minos recommends that you go to rest and treatment as soon as possible. However, before that, you can search for the corpse and lair of the mountain monster."

"What's there?" Griffith asked. "This mountain monster was smuggled in from outside, and the nest should have been newly built."

Minos said: "These creatures like to collect powerful objects to make ugly ornaments, which are easy to carry. Maybe it has been hidden around, and there is no loss in going to see it."

Griffith eased his mind and packed up his weapons to search. There was nothing left by Root's side, and he didn't dare to touch the terrifying double-faced human skin, but just picked up his two-handed sword and held it in his hands.

"This, does the monster have essentia?" Griffith asked.

"No source substance that can be absorbed has been detected," Minos replied. "Other human corpses were also found at the scene, but there was no life essence that could be absorbed. The corpse did not show Beyonder characteristics, so there is no need to collect it."

Nine ordinary people? Hmm, maybe eight normal people and a monster? Griffith was unbelievable. In that case, they can only leave their bodies to the school for channeling to see how many clues can be found.

This mountain monster's lair is not difficult to find. Along the way, Griffith found some broken corpses of hired workers, but he couldn't count nine of them, and they were probably crushed or swallowed during the battle.

The excrement of the mountain monster was scattered around a hole in the ground, but the hole was relatively clean. Griffith searched for a while, only to find some hay and rocks.

"There, in the ground on the right rear, dig the soil there and see." Minos reminded.

Following the direction of the reminder, Griffith really found a small smooth black sharp corner under a stone. When his fingers touched, a light blue halo appeared on the sharp corners.

"This is the horn of the legendary creature, the wild bull, which inhabits the depths of the swamp. It is the most valuable part," Minos said. "This mountain monster once lived near the great swamp in the east, and a powerful Sequence 6 barbarian. This trophy was obtained after the cattle fight."

"What's the use?" Griffith asked while playing with the black horn.

Minos said: "The bull is a very dangerous creature, and in the face of its extraordinary power, even Beamon and the giant dragon, whose ranks are much higher than it, are afraid of three points.

"They are the pets of the god of death. They can obtain the power of death through the extraordinary characteristics gathered in the horns, and have a certain chance to cause the effect of the lethal blow called 'eye of death'.

"The mountain monster likes to collect valuable parts of its prey and make it into necklaces or pendants. The unwilling and angry soul of the bull remains on this piece of horn fragment, waiting for the chance of revenge. When the mountain monster was hit hard, , the spirit of the bull lashed back, showing the scene you just saw. However, the attack just now exhausted the Beyonder characteristics of the eye of death, and the spirit of the torn mountain monster returned to the lair, and the bull The remnants of the soul were mixed into a unique Sealed Artifact.

"You can activate this item through mental power, the power of the mountain monster will be infused into your body, and the next attack will cause double damage. The terrifying aura of the mountain monster will make weak creatures have nowhere to hide, giving Your next attack comes with a must hit effect."

Such extraordinary items can improve hit and attack in one, and it can be said that they are very powerful. Griffith couldn't help but exclaimed: "So, what's the price?"

Minos replied:

"Originally there was. The ferocity and resentment of the bull lingered on this shard at all times, waiting for the wielder's weakening opportunity to counterattack, which would take effect no matter how far away it was, extremely sinister. However, its wish has been fulfilled, and it can no longer be The terrifying power is embodied, and the negative effects are no longer effective.

"After using the giant power of the mountain monster, the power in the horns needs to wait for an hour to reassemble, and it cannot be used continuously."

Griffith excitedly put away this holy artifact and hurriedly walked outside. The joy of harvesting relieved some physical and mental fatigue, and made his steps light up.

"Wait a minute," Minos said suddenly when he was about to leave the cage of thorns, "you forgot an important thing."

"what?"

"Aren't you concocting a slowing potion?

"Quickly collect some snots of mountain monsters. This is a rare raw material. Dig more into it."

"..."

After receiving Griffith's report, the professors at Homonwarts were startled, they hurried to the scene to conduct a search, and then sent Griffith back to the dormitory to sleep.

The results of the psychic and search will take some time to come out, and I hope to find out some clues about the mountain monsters and hired workers.

Griffith came to the bathroom and washed himself in a mess. After the long-lost battle, he felt inexplicably refreshed, as if he had released his pent-up nature for a long time. If anyone came to find fault now, he would be happy to fight again.

Next spring, Griffith will attack Sequence 8 as planned and become an official Beyonder. The training he received since he was a child and the fighting on the battlefield have made him accumulate a lot on the path of the lawbreaker. After today's battle, there is an urge to try it out, as if one hand can already touch the threshold of promotion.

He wiped the water off his body, shook his hair, put on a thin dress and walked out of the bathroom. There should be a way to collect all the potion materials he lacks, and several bottles of potions can be configured in the past few days.

As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, Griffith saw Galadia leaning against the pillar of the promenade, tilting her head and looking at the bright moon in the night sky. She was wearing a slim-fitting pale green dress with a short skirt showing her slender, smooth legs, and her long black hair fluttering gently in the evening breeze.

The silver moonlight sprinkled on her delicate side face, as if they were enchanted when they first met.

"Well~ you came out?" The elf noticed the footsteps and turned his head slightly, "Did you know that you almost died? That's a mountain—weird!"

Griffith shook his head with a smile and came to her: "I'm good."

The two stared into each other's eyes like this, quietly listening to each other's breathing and heartbeat. Galadia's gaze slowly swept across Griffith's nose and lips, resting on his open chest.

In that instant, Griffith suddenly realized that the distance between himself and the elf was so close that as long as he stretched out his hand, he could wrap his arms around her slender waist.

Galadia raised her head, looked into his eyes, and took a half step back: "Why are you taking a shower so slowly? I've been standing here for a while, and a few people came to say something nasty to me~ "

"Someone is harassing you?" Griffith asked sternly.

"A little bit," Galadia walked lightly to the bedroom, "These noble children who have no pursuit are just pursuing the pleasure of the senses. To them, approaching me is one of the experiences of girls from various humanoid races. Jigsaw puzzles, just thinking about it makes me uncomfortable. I'm going to beat them up for a chance!"

Humanoid races...and this experience! Griffith never thought of such pursuit. There are trolls, orcs, giants, centaurs, murlocs and other creatures in the female humanoid race. Some trolls are not bad, but orcs are not bad, the others... This is also So exciting!

"Hey! Don't think about it!" Galadia reached out to Griffith's back and pinched him hard, "By the way, what are you doing in the Whispering Forest?"

"Collect, some potion materials," Griffith grinned in pain. "You know, the potion notebook shows some potion formulas that I can master, which are very good."

"Ah~ that~" Galadia gently stroked the long hair beside her ear, "Although you are not a spellcaster, your resistance and willpower are high, and your inspiration is relatively low, and it is difficult to hear or see hidden existences. But always dealing with those dangerous things will get you dirty one day, sooner or later."

"How would that be?"

"First of all, your inspiration will make you aware of dangerous information, which will bring unheard of mystery and terror, destroying your will," Galadia retracted her arms and folded her chest, "If your will is not strong enough, reason Can't bear to know, that would be terrible! A short-term hit to your sanity will make you fall into temporary madness, and there is a possibility to save it; if your sanity has collapsed to a certain extent, you have only two options. already."

"Which two?"

"Death or madness, I told you," Galadia glared at Griffith reproachfully, "don't take it seriously, in this case, you're lucky to die. Trapped in eternity The madness is the most terrible torture for you and your relatives and friends, then you are not you, but a puppet of a certain will."