Whispering Verse

"Devil weapon? What do you want this for? Once discovered by the church, this will be a big trouble."

The doctor did not refuse, but reminded him worriedly.

"It doesn't matter this time. Where I'm going this time, there are basically no living people... and not even a few dead people."

So when things happened in and around the city in the past few times, Shade never thought of asking a doctor for help.

He looked at the doctor, who nodded hesitantly:

"Okay, so what kind of enemy are you going to deal with? Humans? Alien creatures? Demons? Or something weirder."

Shade thought for a while:

"It's all possible."

"What the hell are you going to do? Wait a minute."

The doctor got up and left the room, and soon came back holding a box:

"This is the weapon I used when I was in the low level. Later, I felt that it wasn't suitable for me, so I didn't use it anymore."

In the mahogany box is a black pistol. The pistol has a very metallic feel, and its surface is as reflective as glass. The overall shape is extremely "wild". Shade can only think of this adjective for the moment. There are dark red lines on the gun body connecting the trigger position.

Shade tried to pick it up and found that the gun was very heavy, about twice as heavy as a solid metal block of the same volume, but the heavy weight made it feel more secure.

He could sense the clear demonic power. Even though the doctor deliberately suppressed the power originating from the evil spirits of the Third Age when making this weapon, the feeling of thick black liquid flowing in the palm of his hand was still clearly discernible. .

"This is not a metal product, it is a wooden product. I call it an ebony pistol. The bullets fired from this gun have demonic power. The bullet type is a 7.62mm pointed bullet, and the magazine can store five rounds of bullets. "

As the doctor spoke, he took out the lining of the mahogany box and exposed the bottom of the box. There is a metal plate at the bottom, and three pure black bullets are embedded in the groove. These three bullets gave Shade a very bad feeling:

"Just prepare your own ordinary bullets, which are not difficult to buy on the black market. These three bullets, I directly call them devil bullets. They have pure destructive power. If it is not necessary, don't use them lightly."

He asked Shade to check three special bullets:

"These three special bullets were made by me in the fall, because the bullets are too powerful. If you use three of them, the gun will probably be completely damaged."

Shade nodded:

"It doesn't matter, that's enough."

The doctor is still very worried:

"It's not that I don't want to help you make more powerful weapons, it's just that the devil's power shouldn't be contaminated too much. Especially if you still have the [Night Watch] in your hand, if you use the devil's power too much, I'm even worried that the sword will repel you. ...What exactly are you going to deal with? Do you need my help?"

"No, no, I'll be fine by myself. Doctor, how much do I have to pay you for this gun and these three bullets?"

Shade put the bullets and pistols into the box. Since they were just alchemy items and not relics, his [Toy Making] could work, but it consumed a lot of souls.

"Just think of it as your end-of-year gift. You don't have to give me money... Do you really not need my help?"

"no, I'm fine."

Shade shook his head again:

"But there is one more thing. If, I'm just saying if, I want to invade the dream of a ring warlock. The other party trusts me very much, and I can also contact her casually in the middle of the night... That is not ordinary The dream may be a precognitive dream, or it may have strong self-protection measures. I don’t want to use strong methods to invade the other party’s dream, I need a softer method.”

The doctor thought for a while:

"You want to invade Anat's dream?"

He directly poked Shade, and Shade grabbed his hair:

"There are some things that need to be confirmed. Oh, doctor, I assure you, I don't want to pry into other people's privacy. It's just that Luvia has been having some dreams recently that she can't remember clearly. I can't guarantee that she will Agree with me to do this, but after this incident, you can tell her what I did, I didn’t mean to do anything bad.”

He already had some ideas about Luvia's situation, but he also wanted to confirm some things further.

"This is a difficult problem. Luvia is at the same level as you now, and the dream of a diviner has never been so easy to invade. Besides, she protects her self-awareness and soul better than us... "

Although it was very difficult, Bill Schneider still agreed. He looked at Shade:

"Let me think of a way. If I didn't know your relationship with her and trust your character, I wouldn't help you do this kind of thing."

Shade smiled, then stood up and held the box containing the pistol to say goodbye:

"Then I'll wait for your good news. I'll have to go see Priest Augustus later, doctor. Then we'll see you on Saturday. I hope you've finished reviewing "Aether Mechanics"."

"This also depends on luck."

The doctor said slowly and sent Shade downstairs to the clinic.

Before walking out of the clinic, Shade suddenly asked:

"What are the steps to forcefully use the Word of Ascension?"

"Just let me cooperate with your other one. It's very simple... I remember you are at the fourth ring now, not even the fifth ring... What on earth are you going to do?"

The doctor became even more worried:

"Don't forget the lesson I learned in the summer. Although I don't think you will die immediately if you forcefully use this power, I think you don't want to delay the exam."

"I'm just preparing for the worst. After all, I can't be too optimistic."

Shade waved goodbye, and the doctor watched him get into the carriage. In the end, he could only hold the door and let out a long sigh.

Although snowflakes will not change devout beliefs, blizzard weather does prevent devout believers from attending church services. That morning, after giving the change to the coachman in the heavy snow, Shade quickly ran up the grand steps in front of the Dawn Church. After passing the marble pillars, he finally entered the warm church.

He patted the snow on the side of the door and realized that the Dawn Church was particularly deserted today. Most of the people here knew Shade. When they heard that Shade was here to see Priest August, they asked him to just go inside. As a core believer, Shade didn't need to care about most of the church's rules that restricted ordinary believers.

"How to restrict angels? Oh, Shade, why do you ask?"

In the old priest's room, as soon as Shade was brought a teacup, Priest August heard Shade's strange question, so he asked in confusion.

"It's not about limiting angels, it's about limiting angels' power. Do you remember the angels we talked about? You once said that one of the angels has the power of blood to stay in the material world. I met the descendants of that ancient family , and possibly have some with him soon..."

Shade considered his expression:

"A little friction."

"The little friction you mentioned is not related to the heavy snow covering the western part of the Old World, right? I heard news in the church that this year's snow is very abnormal."

The priest asked with a smile, and then saw Shade's expression, and was suddenly startled:

"It doesn't really have anything to do with the snow, does it? Oh, then I'll go with you to meet him. I'm actually also very interested in other mortals with angelic powers."

"No, Padre, he is far away, and becoming somewhat dangerous."

Priest August is different from the doctor. Although this old priest has the status of an angel of death, his level of power is not high.

"Is it dangerous? Ring warlocks from such an ancient family are most likely to have strange personalities and paranoid behaviors."

The priest sighed slightly.

"So is there a way to limit the power of angel blood? For example, if you give me another feather?"

"Do you think angel feathers are omnipotent?"

The priest shook his head:

"But there are indeed ways. Angels are not truly great after all. They were created by gods. But mortals' methods are still insufficient. The existence of angels is higher than mortals. Fortunately, there is still me. Let me think about it... ....”

So Shade picked up the teacup and looked at the flying snow outside the window. When he almost finished the cup of tea, the priest spoke:

"It is impossible to completely suppress the angelic power in the opponent's bloodline, but there are still ways to partially suppress it. But first, I need to know how strong the ring warlock you mentioned with the bloodline power of the wise angel can be. Angel power?”

"You can't show it yet, but he has a way to purify his family's bloodline. It's a very ancient ritual."

"So let's look at the worst-case scenario."

Priest August's fingers tapped the armrests of the wooden chair rhythmically:

"I don't know much about Cherubim, but fortunately they are angels after all. There is no need to consider the power of the Ring Warlock, but with the help of your badge, you can use a simple ritual to counter the power of angels. Before that, you need to learn any spell or thaumaturgy related to angels, let me think about it..."

"Priest, I already know this."

Shade said as he sat there and covered his face with his hands, but this was a church after all. He did not dare to cast the spell with all his strength. He just allowed his hands and face to be partially petrified and then released the spell:

"how about this?"

"Very good, it seems to be a power related to the 'Angel of Time'."

Priest August nodded and looked at Shade curiously:

"This is much simpler. When you activate this thaumaturgy, touch your badge with your hand. Then read out the cipher text in the Hells language. This ancient ethnic group that has disappeared is a rare group that does not believe in gods themselves, but worships them. The human race that believed in angels perished in the dark and turbulent era of the Fourth Age."

He found a piece of paper and wrote some crooked ancient language for Shade. After Shade got the note, he translated it, to the effect that——

[Praise the messenger of God, praise the original creation of God. May the wings of death cover me, may death and time appear here. 】

"Note that when he uses the power of angels to attack you, the three steps of casting spells, touching the badge, and reciting incantations must be completed at the same time. In this way, you can briefly use the power of high-ranking angels to suppress him. But this is not Permanent suppression, and the specific amount of power that can be suppressed depends on the situation."

Priest August was quite worried. His expression at this time was somewhat similar to that of the doctor more than an hour ago:

"What grudge do you have against the other party? Although it cannot be said that the ancient families who inherit the blood of Cherubim are necessarily good people, under normal circumstances, they should not provoke you, right?"

"It's something else. He's pursuing knowledge to the point of giving up on something more important."

Shade said, and after pointing the fire with his finger, he carefully lit and burned the note:

"Speaking of which, if I kill the other party, the source of the other party's bloodline, the real angel of wisdom, won't come, right?"

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