Whispering Verse

The seventeen-year-old girl looked towards the lighthouse in the snow:

"Shad, I'm afraid we won't be able to get much help soon. Most of the thirteen-ring warlocks from the church should go to the other three ritual locations."

"It doesn't matter, isn't this the same as before?"

Shade said with a smile. Iluna nodded and walked with Shade to the snowy path on the right.

Braving the wind and snow, they walked forward in the fog. Mushroom-growing corpses and activated bloody vines blocked the road, but they were quickly cleared away. The battle seems to have begun on the eastern side of the island, but in the fog only a few points of light can be seen tangled in the sky. So far, no one has used large-scale thaumaturgy such as the Word of Ascension on this island. It seems that the current actions of the church landing team are also biased towards conservative.

And just in front of the old manor that had been abandoned for hundreds of years, Shade and Iluna finally encountered the first ring warlock on the island.

From a distance, I saw a figure standing in front of the manor, which was chained and looked like a haunted house in the middle of the night. After getting closer, I saw that it was a middle-aged man holding a kerosene lamp and wearing a snow-proof cloak.

He was dressed quite elegantly, with white gloves and shiny leather shoes. He didn't look like he would be dressed in a swamp.

After the two parties met, the first words Sha De said were:

"You didn't stand here for several hours before waiting for us, did you?"

He motioned to Iluna to stop, and then said sympathetically:

"The outdoor temperature right now is much lower than freezing."

"Thank you for your concern. The clothes on my body have been treated by alchemy, and I only stood there for half an hour. The lady from the Truth Society said that less than 100% of the church and other ring magicians arrived on the island before midnight. Five.”

The man said in a brisk tone, and what he said sounded like Miss Paavo's words.

"We are the ring warlocks of the Church of the Sun."

Shade introduced himself and then asked this rather kind gentleman:

"I didn't know you were..."

"Thousands of people will unite."

He blinked his blue eyes, let out a long breath, and stamped his feet to let the snow fall off the sides of his leather shoes:

"For the enlightenment of the chosen ones, the president cooperated with the Truth Society to a certain extent. We drew lots to decide who would come to this hellish place to participate in the operation, and then I was cast aside by the odds."

The man said helplessly. His Kasenlik accent was not standard and sounded very much like the northern Delarian accent.

"Ten Thousands of Guiyihui" belongs to an illegal cult organization and believes in the evil god "Probability Demon". Of course, this is a modern name. Its more popular name is the "God of Misfortune". He has the power to make all probabilities evolve in a worse direction. He is a quite famous evil god.

This cult is quite hostile to the "Prophet Association" and was almost one of the most powerful cult groups in the world during the Fifth Era. But after entering the Sixth Era, with the growth of the Church of the Five Gods, the scale of the "Ten Thousands of Gods Guild" continued to shrink. After the Prophet Association became more and more powerful in recent hundreds of years relying on Rhodes cards, the "Ten Thousands of Gods Guild" continued to shrink. The "Several Returns to One Association" even declined, and gradually transformed from an organization that spreads misfortune and spreads misfortune into a group that studies probability and manipulates destiny.

Most of its members now hide their identities as ring wizards as mathematicians, so although it has become smaller, it has also managed to achieve a certain degree of elitism. Part of Miss Sylvia's "numerical divination" came from this group. Her teacher had some issues with the "Thousands of Numbers Guiyi" in the past.

"I'm actually not good at fighting."

The man bent down and put down the kerosene lamp in his hand, took off his gloves and looked at the two people in the snow:

"But since I have accepted the mission, I can't just let you go. How about this, let's discuss it, and no one should make a fatal move. If you win, I will be seriously injured and fall here and no longer stop you; if I win , how about you just run away with serious injuries and I won’t chase you?”

He said it sincerely, but Shade would not easily believe what this seventh- or eighth-ring warlock said:

"Of course."

He smiled and said:

"We don't have much time, though, so be careful."

He stood in front of Iluna. The [Night Watchman] glowed slightly due to the vibration of the spirit. The man opposite looked at the sword hesitantly:

"It looks familiar."

Suddenly, he discovered that the sword had disappeared into the snow. When he looked up, he saw that the man had also disappeared, and his eyes met Iluna's eyes——

"balance!"

The power of the eighth-level warlock was suppressed to the fifth level in an instant, but this was not the worst, because Shade had already appeared behind him, and [Night Watch] stabbed directly into his right chest.

"Sneak attacks are not a good habit."

The man whose chest was pierced by the sword grabbed the sword blade that penetrated his chest with both hands, and then turned his head back 180 degrees to look at Shade:

"That young girl, isn't she the chosen one from the Church of the Sun? I actually encountered the worst situation? I knew I shouldn't go out this winter."

On the face that turned behind him, both eyes emitted blue light at the same time. The number 5 appeared in the left eye, and a pattern similar to a question mark appeared in the right eye:

"I am only equivalent to the fifth ring now, but what is your situation?"

His body turned into a pile of rotten wood in the snow. When the real body appeared twenty meters to the left of Shade, Iluna's sunlight gun had already followed closely.

The eight-ring warlock's life ring appeared in the wind and snow. Because it was suppressed by the power of "balance", less than half of the spiritual runes on the entire life ring were dim, and the steam that came out was only a thin slice.

Enlightenment - [Survivor] flashed with aura. Under the influence of unknown magic, the sunlight gun that was supposed to hit the target actually exploded a big rock next to him. Iluna's sunlight gun misjudged the enemy's landing point.

“Probabilities are interesting, right?”

The man said with a smile, stood up with his hands on the ground, and touched the blood marks on his cheeks scratched by the flying gravel. The life ring behind his back was slowly rotating, desecrating [Corpse], whispering [Calling], and enlightening [Story] resonating, and the three spiritual runes constructed a thaumaturgy:

"Contact the bones and snow corpses!"

Rolling black mist poured out from the center of his brass ring until it completely filled the hole in the center of his life ring. The rotten giant hand poked out from the black mist, and the invisible pressure made both Shade and Iluna frown:

"Projections of evil things from subspace?"

Iluna also showed her own life ring, and the brass ring turned into a golden scale and floated behind her. He reached out to catch the [Night Watcher] thrown by Shade, and shook the holy bell on his waist with his left hand.

Ding dong~

While the crisp sound of bells echoed in the snowy night, her right hand held the blade of the silver sword. Golden thunder jumped along the sword body. While the runes of "My heart is clear and my sword kills demons" flashed, the "Night Watch" turned into a thunder spear as dazzling as the sun:

"Sunshine Gun!"

Exploding thunder was thrown from his hand, and the spear containing the brilliance of the sun and thunderbolts penetrated the terrifying undead who stretched out his right hand from the black mist in the center of the life ring. While the cursed bone fragments were flying around, the sunlight gun It broke through the layer of black mist that represented the connection of space like a devastating blow.

Click!

Cracks appeared on the surface of the life ring, and the backlash of the failed spell cast caused the man to spit out a mouthful of blood. Before he fell, five holy silver halos flew over:

"Light of confinement!"

One binds the hands, two binds the legs, and the remaining two bind the arms and body.

When he fell in the snow, the life ring behind his back had disappeared due to the effect of the thaumaturgy [Light of Confinement]. Snow fell on the man's body, and the backlash of being forcibly interrupted in his thaumaturgic casting made his face turn abnormally flushed:

"Don't kill me! We agreed, otherwise I will use my sublimated words [Wind and Snow Blowing Ancient Mountains] to die with you!"

He tried to squirm in the snow while shouting loudly, and added before Shade and Iluna took any further action:

"I have a wallet with me, 100 crowns, take it."

Hearing this, Shade couldn't help but smile. Iluna's right hand was still dancing with thunder, and she did not let down her guard. After leading the horse to Shade, he asked:

"What to do with him?"

In fact, it is about whether to kill him. Although he behaves very kindly, he is still a cultist after all.

"I don't want your money. We are church ring magicians and not bandits. Now answer a few questions. Who came up with the plan to set up multiple ritual locations on the island?"

Shade didn't ask if the plan was real.

"The Chosen One, Lykins Prisha, the lady from the Society of Truth trusts his wisdom. This is indeed a good plan. The Church will not let Pantanal voodoo for the sake of the Chosen One. Those terrible things will be unsealed, and once you choose to act separately, the difficulty of the Chosen One's ceremony will be greatly reduced... He knows the church very well."

The man's answer came from the snow.

Shade raised his eyebrows, while Iluna snorted and asked:

"How many people are there on the island now? How many people have you left for the so-called 'viewing ceremony'?"

"There are not many people around Lykins Prisha. He is very knowledgeable and powerful. The road ahead for you is destined to not be smooth. As for the other three ritual sites, there are many ring magicians. Pantanal Voodoo There are eleven high-level sorcerers in the association itself, nine high-level professors from the Truth Society have come this time, and there are also high-level sorcerers from other organizations, and there are more than a dozen scattered in total..."

The Ring Warlock of "Ten Thousands Gathered Together" responded in his strangely accented Kassenric language, but did not continue:

"Although I surrender to you, telling these answers is enough to buy my life. I will not give any answers next, but I think our deal should have been reached. You won't kill me, right?"

"I actually still have some questions."

Although he was unwilling to answer, it did not mean that Shade could not ask the question in other ways. But when he got closer to the man, he found that the man had stopped breathing in the snow.

He bent down and checked:

"This is the first time I have seen such a realistic ice sculpture."

Using [Chain of Sin] to take back the long sword stuck in the snow, Shade slashed the ice sculpture with his sword:

"Running so fast."

"He probably didn't intend to fight us from the beginning."

Iluna said, preparing to set off again with Shade. The seventeen-year-old girl's voice was very calm:

"The careerists are eager to achieve themselves through the poems of the chosen ones, but there are also many people who are forced to get involved. I am not saying that the cultist is an innocent person, but there are always people who are forced to get involved in the whirlpool of fate."

"With the emergence of each chosen one, sooner or later the entire material world will be involved."

Shade sighed and looked up at the lighthouse that was getting closer and closer:

"This time, I'm afraid it won't be the most dangerous ceremony for the chosen ones."

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