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Chapter 634 Salt Flower

The sound of the smoke will definitely disturb the things that may exist in the ruins.

But Bai Luo didn't bother her.

Because his eyesight is much better than that of normal people, he actually knew about the [statue] there from the beginning, and he also knew that she would be scared.

Even the so-called not noticing her was just a pretense.

After all, Bai Luo is still an executive, how could he make such a small mistake?

"Don't be afraid, it's not a living person."

Using the things at hand, Bai Luo made a simple torch, walked to Wan Yan who was collapsed on the ground, and helped him up.

"What...what is this? A statue?"

Looking at the human figure covered in salt crystals, Wan Yan hid behind Bai Luo and asked tremblingly.

What she was afraid of was not the corpses, but the slightly ferocious faces in the dark that scared her.

After getting the fire source, she bravely walked out and began to take a close look at the human figure who seemed to be praying for something.

Adjusting her glasses and observing the humanoid statue carefully, Wanyan discovered that the salt crystals here had a better texture than those outside.

The lens is attached to the statue and forms a flower-like shape, like salt flowers.

"How should I put it...this thing has something to do with the Salt God Heulia."

Although the documents collected by Bai Luo described the Salt God Heulia as a god with little power, looking at this person completely wrapped in salt crystals, he understood why the documents said so.

The so-called lack of power is probably just a comparison between her and other demon gods.

Just like the poor Qiuqiu people who are weak in Bai Luo's eyes, but are irresistible monsters in the eyes of some people.

It can only be said that compared to the demon gods of the same period, the power of the Salt Demon God Heulia may not be that powerful.

But to humans, she is also a god.

"In other words...this is caused by Heulia's power?"

"Huh? That's right."

Bai Luo glanced at Wan Yan with a slightly surprised look. He really didn't expect that this silly girl was so perceptive and guessed this possibility at once.

It seems that the plot still describes her somewhat...

"As expected! It seems that the history compiled by Liyue is indeed wrong. This powerful salt crystal warrior was summoned by Heulia, right? Morax must be afraid of this kind of salt crystal warrior, so he deliberately used that

He was assassinated by a dishonorable method."

The smoke circled the so-called statue several times.

He even lay on the ground and tried groping for its feet, trying to lift it up.

Maybe she wanted to take this thing out and show it to everyone as evidence.

"..."

Seeing Wan Yan's behavior, Bai Luo sighed silently.

I really think too much.

This stupid girl is still that stupid girl, she still has no brain.

"Don't break his legs. He is a human being, a serious person, and he is a believer who follows Heulia. In a sense... he can be considered your ancestor."

"Impossible, you can't even try to lie to me!"

Wan Yan was stunned for a moment, and then started to retort to Bai Luo.

That's right, if as Bai Luo said, these sculptures are all followers of Heulia, then how could they have such thick salt crystals on their bodies? It doesn't seem like they are protecting them.

On the contrary, it seemed like...attacking them.

This is undoubtedly a slap in Wanyan's face.

"Stand back some."

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Except when having fun.

He casually took out his dagger, blocked Wan Yan, and then struck the statue.

"don't want!"

Amidst Wan Yan's exclamations, a crack began to appear on the top of the statue.

And this crack is still gradually expanding, and it is slowly falling off the statue.

Under the fallen salt crystals, there is a face of a mummy that has lost much water and looks extremely scary.

However, compared with the expression condensed on the salt crystal, the expression on the mummy was more twisted and painful. Even Bai Luo couldn't help but click his tongue a little when he looked at it.

It's too awful.

Bai Luo controlled his strength very well. He only knocked off the outer layer of salt crystals, and the physical part inside did not suffer any damage at all.

This also means that all the physical characteristics of the mummy inside have not been affected.

"This...this isn't true..."

The barely recognizable tattoos on the face of the mummy, as well as the headdress and earrings full of cultural characteristics, all proved that Bai Luo was not lying. These people were indeed Heulia's followers.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you walk further inside. This ruins is huge."

Patting Wan Yan on the shoulder, Bai Luo handed her the torch he made again and said aloud.

From Wan Yan's scream just now, he had roughly judged the size of this ruins.

This is probably an underground city-state no less powerful than Liyue City.

It's really unbelievable that such a large underground ruins are hidden in a place like Salt of the Earth.

After taking the torch from Bai Luo, Wan Yan did not leave directly with Bai Luo.

She took three steps and turned back, all the while looking at her ancestor who had been marinated in salt crystals for who knows how many years. Until the figure of the other party was about to disappear at the end of the firelight, she spoke to Bai Luo in front of her.

"That...I want..."

"You do not want!"

As soon as Wan Yan opened her mouth, Bai Luo knew what she wanted to say.

Just bury him.

I don’t know how many similar existences there are in this underground ruins. If he is buried all the way, when will he be able to complete the trial?

As for not burying these people, will their ghosts come to visit...

Good guy, back then I, Shiro, slashed from Hanamizaka to the castle tower with a reverse-blade sword without blinking an eye. Do you think I'm afraid of wronged souls?

I dare to kill gods, but am I still afraid of mere ghosts?

"Well......"

Wan Yan was a little unhappy at first, but after following Bai Luo through the narrow passage and climbing up a long staircase, she finally understood why the other party said that.

On the dilapidated platform, white salt crystals can be seen everywhere.

Except for the lampstand that seemed to have been specially cleaned, the collapsed stone pillars, the weathered walls...everywhere in this ruins seemed to be covered with a layer of snowflakes, a vast expanse of white.

What is even more eye-catching are the people on the platform.

They either knelt on the ground, or fled backwards, and some even tried to grab the people around them to block them.

But no matter what they tried to do, it was all in vain.
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