Although the documents collected by Bai Luo described the salt goddess Heulia as a god without much power, looking at this person who was completely wrapped in salt crystals, he understood why the documents said so.
The so-called lack of power should only be a comparison between her and other demons.
Just like the pitifully weak Hilichurls in Bai Luo’s eyes, but in the eyes of some people they are irresistible monsters.
All I can say is that compared to the demons of the same period, perhaps the power of the Salt Demon Heulia is not that strong.
But to humans, she is also a god.
"So... this is due to Heulia's power?"
"Hmm? I guess so."
Bai Luo looked at Wan Yan with a little surprise. He really didn't expect that this silly girl had such a strong comprehension ability that she could guess this possibility at once.
It seems that the plot still describes her a little
"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 have been afraid of this salt crystal warrior, so he deliberately used such dishonorable means to assassinate Heulia."
Wanyan circled around the so-called statue several times.
I even lay on the ground and tried to feel its feet, trying to lift it up.
Maybe she wanted to carry this thing out and display it as evidence for everyone to see.
"... ..."
Looking at Wan Yan's behavior, Bai Luo sighed silently.
I really thought too much.
This stupid girl is still the same stupid girl, and she still has no brains.
"Don't break his feet. He is a human being, a serious person, and a follower of Heulia. In a sense... he can be considered your ancestor."
"Impossible! Don't try to fool me!"
Wan Yan was stunned for a moment, then began to refute Bai Luo.
That's right, if it's true as Bai Luo said, these sculptures are all followers of Heulia, then how could they have such thick salt crystals on their bodies? This doesn't seem to be protecting them.
Instead, it seemed like... ...it was attacking them.
This is undoubtedly a slap in Wanyan's face.
"Stand back a little."
Bai Luo is also a man of action. When he can prove something with facts, he rarely chooses to use his eloquence to convince others.
Except when it's fun.
He casually took out his dagger, blocked Wan Yan, and hit the statue with it.
"don't want!"
As Wan Yan screamed, a crack began to appear on the top of the statue.
The crack was still gradually expanding and slowly falling off the statue.
Under the fallen salt crystals was a mummy face that had long lost much moisture and looked extremely terrifying.
However, compared with the expression condensed on the salt crystals, the expression on the mummy was more distorted and painful. Even Bai Luo couldn't help but click his tongue when he took a look at it.
It's so miserable.
Bai Luo controlled his strength very well. He only knocked off the outer layer of salt crystals. The flesh inside was not hurt at all.
This also means that all the physical features of the mummies inside were not affected.
“This… This isn’t true…”
The barely recognizable tattoos on the mummy's face, as well as the headdresses and earrings full of cultural characteristics, all proved that Bai Luo was not lying. These people were indeed followers of Heulia.
"Whether it's true or not, we'll know if we walk further inside. This ruin is very large."
Patting Wan Yan's shoulder, Bai Luo handed her the torch he had made again and spoke.
From Wanyan's scream just now, he had roughly judged the size of the ruins.
This is probably an underground city-state that is no less powerful than Liyue City.
It is really incredible that in a place like Salt of the Earth, there are such large underground ruins hidden.
After taking the torch handed to her by Bai Luo, Wan Yan did not leave directly with Bai Luo.
She looked back every three steps, watching the old ancestor who had been pickled in salt crystals for who knows how many years. When the figure of the old ancestor was about to disappear at the end of the fire, she spoke to Bai Luo in front of her.
"Well... I think..."
"You don't want to!"
As soon as Wan Yan opened her mouth, Bai Luo knew what she wanted to say.
Just bury him.
There are probably many similar ruins in this underground site. If he buries them all, when will he be able to complete the trial
As for whether or not these people are not buried properly, will their wronged spirits come to haunt us
My goodness, I, Bai Luo, used a reverse-blade sword to slash from Hanamizaka to the castle tower without even blinking an eye. You ask me if I am afraid of the wronged spirits
I dare to kill gods, so why would I be afraid of a mere ghost
"Hmm..."
Wan Yan was a little depressed at first, but after following Bai Luo through the narrow passage and climbing 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, weathered walls... ... this ruins seemed to be covered with a layer of snow everywhere, a vast expanse of white.
What is even more eye-catching are the people on the platform.
They either knelt on the ground or ran away, and some even tried to grab the people around them to block themselves.
But no matter what they tried, it was all in vain.
Ultimately, they could not escape being swallowed by the salt crystals. With painful expressions on their faces, they became part of the salt flowers and slept forever in this underground ruins.
Chapter 635 Don't worry, I'm good at stealth assassination
Looking at the scene in front of them, not to mention Wan Yan, even Bai Luo felt a little uncomfortable.
It’s not that I’m afraid, but more of a feeling of discomfort similar to that of seeing a beehive when suffering from trypophobia.
Bai Luo had never thought that after working as the doctor's assistant for so long, he would still experience physical discomfort.
"Should we...should we call the people upstairs down?"
Looking at the stone lamp that was slumped on the ground but still burning, Wanyan looked a little scared.
That’s right, even though she knew that the statues here were her “ancestors”, she still felt uncomfortable being with so many ancestors.
Especially when she thought of the dry face under the salt flowers, Wan Yan always felt as if someone was staring at her from behind, and she felt very uncomfortable all over.
"They will only get in the way, so it's better for them to stay on guard."
Walking to the side of the stone lamp, Bai Luo squatted down, looked at the marks on the ground, and spoke out.
He discovered that not all the lights here were oil lamps. Some were made of minerals similar to fluorite, which could produce light on their own.
But what concerned him most were the marks next to the lamp.
The marks on these salt crystals were obviously caused by being stepped on, and people often come to refill the oil lamps.
However, after noticing who left the traces, he relaxed.
Because the one who left the trace was his old friend.
"In the way?"
Hearing Bai Luo's words, Wan Yan looked at Bai Luo with a little suspicion.
Before, she always thought that Bai Luo would be willing to cooperate with her because of the treasures and cultural relics in the ruins.
But now she doesn't feel that way anymore.
First of all, he was very familiar with the ruins, and could even tell at a glance that the corpses were affected by the power of the Salt God.
Secondly, up to now, he has not shown any interest in the porcelain and tools scattered around, nor in the ancient corpse which could be worth a fortune if taken out. He does not seem to be seeking wealth at all.
That's right... With just a seal, the Northland Bank can transfer so much money every month. This man named Tartaglia should not be short of money.
So why did he come down
"Let's go, continue moving inside."
After spinning the dagger in his hand, Bai Luo put it away.
This meant that he believed the ruins were no longer in much danger.
Or rather, this level of danger is not a danger at all to him.
"Wait... Wait for me."
Seeing Bai Luo walking forward on his own, Wan Yan didn't care about anything else. She raised the torch in her hand and chased after him, almost grabbing the corner of Bai Luo's clothes.
I believe many people have similar feelings.
Especially children in rural areas.
When I go out for a walk with my family in the evening, I always feel uncomfortable no matter where I stand.
Standing on the left side of the adults, I always felt like there was something in the ditch on my right.
Standing on the right side of the adult, I always felt that there was something in the cornfield on the left that would pull me in.
When walking between two adults, I always feel a chill on my back, and I am afraid that a furry and cold little hand will reach into my neck.
Even when held in an adult's arms, I didn't dare look around, for fear of seeing something I shouldn't see.
Wanyan now has a similar feeling.
Looking at the traces of Heulia's followers who once lived in the ruins, she actually wanted to go and study them, and preferably record them.
But looking at Bai Luo who was moving forward, she didn't dare to stop.
I didn't even dare to say a few more words.
She was afraid that Bai Luo would leave her here alone.
After walking for a while in this city-state completely covered by salt crystals, Bai Luo suddenly stopped.
This caused Wan Yan, who was following behind him, to almost bump into him.
Originally Wan Yan wanted to ask something, but Bai Luo made a gesture to silence her.
Following Bai Luo's gaze, there was actually a group of Hillil people in the corner not far in front of Wan Yanfa!
They cleaned up all the salt crystals there and laid clean straw mats. They were cooking something there very comfortably and didn't notice the two people here at all.
"Why are there Hilliards here?"
Subconsciously lowering the torch in her hand, Wan Yan spoke softly.
Hilichurls are the most common monsters in the continent of Teyvat and can be seen almost everywhere.
But the ruins of the Salt God have been sealed all this time, how did they get here
"This is underground, so it's normal to have this thing."
After leaving these meaningful words, Bai Luo temporarily extinguished the torch in his hand and quietly moved over.
Seeing this, Wan Yan finally couldn't help but tug at the corner of his clothes.
"Why don't you notify the higher-ups? How can you handle so many Hillichuls by yourself?"
Just like there are a few people among the Seven Stars of Liyue who are not very good at fighting, in Wan Yan's opinion, no matter how strong Bai Luo is, he will not be a match for so many Hillichurls.
It’s not that she looks down on people, it’s just that Bai Luo has never used elemental energy and there is no sign of him wearing the Eye of God.
In the eyes of the residents of Teyvat, only those who wear the Eye of God can be called strong.
So without the Eye of God, Bai Luo is just a weakling in her eyes.
"Don't worry, I'm good at stealth assassination. I can handle this small number of hillbillies."