Chapter 21 Ancient Relics (Chapter 2 on the shelf)
"……Priest?"
The black-robed mage whispered, with contempt and disbelief. (Read the text novel and go to ‘’)
Although half of the clothes on the young man's body have been torn, as long as he is not blind, it is enough to see that he is dressed suitable for close combat. His flexible way of action also does not look like a priest. What's more, just now
The moment Pastor Jude Law spoke, the shock and understanding that flashed across his face and eyes could not be concealed from his pair of extremely sharp eyes guided by arcane magic.
An absolute lie.
But there was no trace of embarrassment on the face of the priest of the Sun God. He smiled and waved, gesturing for the young man to come towards him: "This Mr. Edward Vincent, although he only got the gift ten days ago,
The revelation of conversion, but he is a loyal believer of our god and is accepting the trial given by His Majesty. Although I don’t know the content of the trial, I must have appeared at the scene where the demon appeared. It must have come from Yu Lan.
His Majesty Sendel’s instructions.”
The black-robed mage snorted coldly.
This priest is undoubtedly a cunning guy, and there are no flaws in his lies. Naturally, the identity of a priest cannot be overturned based on appearance or expression. Although most priests will use a robe lined with chain mail as a standard outfit.
, but except for some kind-hearted gods who said not to use sharp weapons, there are no hard and fast rules for weapons and armors for divine spellcasters. There are also many priests who were strong warriors before converting to the gods. And the name of the trainee priest
Usually it means that you are in a state of being tested for entering the religion. Although you belong to the temple in name, you cannot be regarded as a formal member, and there are no special regulations. Generally speaking, as long as you are recognized by an elder who is a priest, you can get this name.
Head. Even if you haven't gained the ability to perform any magic, it's still normal.
But now, this Jude Law himself has the identity of a high-level priest. Even though this guy dressed as a mercenary is not a trainee priest at all, but now that he said these words, the identity of the other party has been determined. As for
In the future, even if this little guy does anything that is not conducive to this testimony, or even joins the church of the evil god, the priest can still say "Unfortunately, he failed to pass the test of His Majesty Lansendre."
Come on, even the detection spell can't tell that his words are wrong!
Yes, this is a lie, but even if you know it, what can you do?
The priests of the temple do not hold positions in the country, but great gods like Lansander have many believers and are extremely powerful, and the religious teachings are quite inflammatory. Therefore, although Tuminis relies heavily on mages, he has not determined the state religion.
But a person at the level of a temple priest cannot be attacked and criticized casually. Otherwise, even a high-level mage with good ability may not be able to bear the pressure that comes from all aspects. (Just read the text novel.
'')
"Okay," the mage gritted his teeth and raised his gaze: "Since he is the attendant of His Majesty Lansander, there is no need to go through those cutscenes, but after all, the matter is important, and I need to ask him a few questions.
What do you think?"
The old priest's face changed slightly... but the other party didn't wait for his response at all. Before he finished speaking, he reached out and took out a small obsidian ball from his robe, pointed it at Edward and took a shot. A layer of magic energy
The subtle luster spread out ripples on the hunter's body, and the smooth surface of the obsidian reflected a blue light and shadow.
In fact, the expressions of almost every priest present changed slightly, but except for Jude Law, they were all happy to varying degrees - to judge the key to what happened before, everyone's experience was different.
It is extremely important, not to mention that compared to those guys who fainted at the scene, this young man who has retained consciousness must know more details.
Or the female mage will stop asking questions before the most important situation is lost, but the clues will still be missed. Naturally, they can judge some important issues from them.
"Tell me about what you saw in the hourglass time just now, and be more careful."
"Well...one hourglass ago I felt a very...weird disturbance. It should be said that four hourglasses ago, this feeling I had never felt before was already bothering me, like nausea, or seeing the
I saw something weird, I thought, it was an evil influence... After that, I followed this disturbance and left the city of Risuli, and walked all the way to here. When I arrived, I found a group of mercenaries stationed here...
One of them in a robe, I think it was a spell caster, suddenly had an extremely evil change, turning into a demon about twelve feet tall, oh, I think that should be a demon
, his skin is blue-gray, and after he appeared, he started to devour the people around him, so based on the teachings of the Lord of the Morning, I want to help them..."
"What nonsense!" The figure that had turned bright red in the obsidian made the female mage interrupt the young man's speech with a sharp sneer: "Kid, in front of the great arcana, you'd better stop your cunning nonsense.
, otherwise...the mercy of the gods will not allow you to escape the punishment you deserve!"
Pastor Chenxi's face was already quite ugly. He knew that there must be some unspeakable inside story about this matter. However, the mercenary from this remote place did not have much experience in fighting magic. If this continues, I am afraid it would only make the matter more complicated.
, so he coughed dryly and tried to stop him, but at this time, Edward had already spoken first.
"...Uh, I...well, this...is actually because in Lisuli City, I had a fight with, I had a fight with a few people from this bird mercenary group, and we lost, so I followed here secretly.
, I wanted to cause them some trouble, but as a result... I ran into these things... That mage turned into a demon, I swear I didn't lie!" The young man's face showed a bit of horror, a bit of horror.
Hesitation. (Just read the text novel. '') After a pause, he confessed everything as if he had made up his mind: "I originally wanted to escape, but it seemed to know where I was...it was just a wave of the hand.
, I was seriously injured... When I woke up, everything had disappeared. Fortunately, the wound was not deep. I recovered after drinking two bottles of potion, but before I left, you had already
came and shouted that everyone would be arrested, so I prepared to escape, and you all know what happened next."
"what else?"
"No more, it was all in the dark, I didn't notice anything... Oh, by the way, that mage, he seemed to mention something about a family, but I didn't hear clearly which family he was talking about... Well, it is said
It seems to be some kind of title, their ancestors had a duke, marquis or earl, oh, Wisteria...he said such a word!"
As a result, everyone's faces couldn't help but show a bit of disappointment - this narrative is short but complete, smooth and detailed... but worthless.
There were originally a few lies that gave them something to look forward to, but after the additional supplements, the shadow on the obsidian no longer had any red luster.
So with a snort, the black-robed mage put away the lie detector stone, turned around and recited a spell, and disappeared into the teleported purple light with a dozen of his subordinates and prisoners. Except for Jude Law, all the priests around him
In addition, they all began to disperse towards the surroundings, no longer showing the slightest interest in the young mercenaries.
Of course, if one could hear the shrill and sinister laughter from the Spirit Crystal Servant in the hunter's heart at this moment...that kind of buzzing sound mixed with tremors, everyone's expressions might become...very exciting, right?
"How could a complete idiot, an absolute fool, and a psion's territory be explored so easily? Using those crude lie detection techniques in front of a telepath... If Edward hadn't been the same idiot, he would have made up a lie.
You stole all your fur and trousers! But, are you sure they will definitely go after that noble to cause trouble?"
…
When the luster of the teleportation disappeared, the figure of the female mage in black robe appeared in a building.
This is an extremely wide hall, silent in a hazy cloud. But through the thin mist, you can notice that there is nothing around. If it were not for the looming ceiling above your head, the dome of the hall exudes a soft blue luster.
, this kind of vastness and emptiness may make people think that this is an outdoor square. (Just read the text novel. '')
But just below the feet, the neat black ground is like crystal, with a transparent, fine and extremely delicate carving texture; weaving countless geometric patterns of different shapes, extending towards the surroundings, forming an amazing
The astonishing grandeur - not only the fineness, but also the flickering tiny fluorescence flowing in it, as if full of endless energy. And with the appearance of the female mage, the electric light on the ground brightened slightly, and a line of light was outlined in an instant.
The three-foot wide and narrow outline resembles a road.
At the far end of the line of sight, the clouds and fog on the road receded to both sides, revealing dim shadows behind them.
The female mage lowered her head and moved forward. The light and shadow flickered sharply around her. It seemed that the surrounding space was constantly changing. After a few steps, the ground in front of her was no longer empty. Instead, at an unknown time, a row of lines was revealed.
Black statues - fully armed warriors, facing gloomy rickety demons, angels with spread wings or ferocious roaring stone beasts, crouching in a certain formation at extremely regular distances, although they are just lifeless statues.
But when you pass by and pay more attention to their smooth and majestic shapes, you will feel a malicious atmosphere emanating from them.
Of course, in the eyes of a true spellcaster, these cold stone statues are the most perfect guards. With a simple command, they will immediately wake up from their slumber, wield their swords, spread their wings, or use them to carve out huge obsidian fragments.
The sharp teeth and claws completely tear apart the intruder.
However, what is surprising may be that in this invisible space constructed by countless cold statues, there is actually the existence of intense life - patches of bright, no, delicate colors, just a few inches under those statues.
Spread out on the ground, they are the flowers that are as big as the mouth of a bowl. In this dim environment, they seem not to be affected at all. Every leaf and every petal of the flower shows a warm and moist feeling.
The luster of life. When the female mage stepped inside, the air was instantly filled with a rich fragrance.
This strange vitality, among the silent and cold statues, brings with it a special and strange feeling.
Walking into the flower mage, the female mage took off her hood, revealing her beautiful face. Her appearance was actually exquisite, but her eyes were too slender, and her extremely high cheekbones and indifferent expression also made her face look...
Somewhat stereotypically vicious, when she saw the old man sitting in the room, she bowed down respectfully, and what she showed on her face was surrender from the bottom of her heart.
At the end of her line of sight, two figures were standing. One of them, like her, lowered his gaze respectfully, while the other, wrapped in a light gray robe, was squatting in front of a flower and speaking with a thin
His fingers gently played with the soil under the flowers.
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Tutor, I couldn't find any useful information about the huge magic reaction before the two hourglasses... Although several survivors were found at the scene, the information they provided was limited, and only what was available at the time.
This is just a bit of information about the appearance of an unidentified evil demon. After analysis, I think that the evil demon should have been summoned by an immature mage at the cost of his soul. (Just read the text novel."
) has nothing to do with that large resonance reaction." The sharpness in the female mage's voice has long since disappeared, replaced by a calm softness: "However, there is an eyewitness, a young mercenary.
Claiming that this mage seems to be related to the Constrel family, or their branches."
"Hmm... the Constriel family? Is it true that the mercenary knows? Have you investigated carefully?"
"I used a lie detector stone, but he only heard someone mention the so-called Wisteria. There is no conclusive evidence. In addition, a senior priest from the Lansander Temple also arrived there. He seemed to know the mercenary, so I didn't
We can bring him back. But the few people brought back have no useful information in their memories. Fei Cha is sorry, mentor..."
"Forget it, one person's words can't tell anything."
Regarding the female mage's report, the figure in the gray robe didn't say anything. He just focused on the flowers in front of him. It wasn't until a while later that he stood up, clapped his hands and said, "Don't belittle yourself, you did it."
Not bad." The deep voice didn't seem to have too many ups and downs, and was dry and cold: "You can handle the rest of the matter as you like. There is no need to report to me. You can go down."
"But... yes, mentor." The female mage's expression changed slightly, but then she lowered her head and backed away slowly.
At this time, the old man turned his attention to the other side: "Marquis Silup, I seem to have said long ago that young people should not waste time like the old man. Since you have been standing here with me for half a night
, is there something that should be reported to me?"
"Teacher, I...what are your orders?" The person next to him raised his head slightly, revealing a well-maintained middle-aged face, but the expression on his face seemed to be confused.
"Who allowed you to run there? Why did you bring that little guy back? Also, who allowed you to wipe out that town?" The man in gray robe raised his gaze, revealing a picture in the shadow of his hood.
His old face, gray beard and hair that were the same color as his robes, hung down long, almost covering half of his face. The remaining half was almost covered by deep and fine wrinkles. Only a pair of eyes under the snow-white brows were visible.
It is as clear as water and so deep that it seems like it can hold everything inside.
"This..." The middle-aged man's well-maintained face suddenly lost all the color at the slightest glance, leaving it pale and blue with blood vessels exposed.
But before he could say anything, the voice of the old man in gray robe suddenly became louder!
"You did it in such a big way, do you think no one will notice? Idiot, fool! Do you think you have found a way to show off your meager power?" The tone was still calm, and it seemed that there was no such excitement in his words.
He was so angry, but his voice was as heavy as thunder!
When the words fell, the fine lightning spread out like a fishing net, and then wrapped the middle-aged man! The terrifying blue-purple electric light climbed on his body like a living thing, immediately causing a bone-chilling burst.
There was a sizzling sound of pain and a huge plume of black smoke rose up!
The young nobleman obviously had great endurance. His face was twisted and his teeth were clenched - but he could only endure it for a few breaths before he couldn't help but let out a scream and rolled all over the ground. However, the electric light was like a living thing, surging through his body.
He was entangled endlessly, no matter how hard he struggled, he never disappeared!
"Do you think your power is strong enough to challenge any tradition at will? Or are you able to solve the consequences of this action on your own?" The old man continued, his voice still clear and undisturbed amidst the screams: "I
I gave you a day to think about it, but you think your trick has succeeded? Even in remote places, the lives of nobles will not be threatened. Isn't this a rule that has always been followed by your nobles? You
Why do you think that what you do will not attract attention? Do you think that this matter is insignificant, so I will ignore it? "
The lightning finally jumped and disappeared, but the middle-aged man's body was still curling up and spasming uncontrollably. The gorgeous robe on his body was scorched black and most of it was broken. A faint smoke slowly emerged from his facial features.
came out, and he could only make some meaningless low hums!
It wasn't until a long time later that the voice managed to spell out a weak sentence: "I summoned a group of monsters from the Whispering Forest, burned it to a white ground, leaving no survivors, and used a purification spell to drive away the remaining souls.
Well, as long as you don’t pay special attention, no one will get in the way.”
"...brainless way of action. Do you think there will be no survivors? Without survivors, the truth will not be exposed? Have you ever seen a dam that has collapsed due to termites? Do you know that the smallest impact can also make the most complete
Detailed planning failed?"
The old man shook his head and turned his gaze to the beautiful open flowers: it seemed that the words just consumed him a lot of energy: "Forget it, a little guy like you can't do a good job in the first place. I should have thought of it before.
, at least I have to give you a movement restriction... Be thankful for your stupidity, if I really didn't care, you would be in the cell of the Ministry of Secrets now!"
The young man trembled and struggled to stand up from the ground. He took out a bottle of potion from somewhere and drank it. Then he still stood with his hands down and did not speak.
"And that little guy, since you have brought him back, you must raise him well. At least he must be consistent with the real thing and there should be no problems." The old man shook his head, and then continued to reveal the other person's thoughts: "
Do you think that Rose, that good-for-nothing, has accomplished nothing, so why can she get rewarded?"
"Don't dare..." The middle-aged noble's body trembled, and he glanced in the distance to see the trace of the female mage who had just disappeared. Punishment in front of competitors is what the old man calls a reward. But I'm afraid there are only madmen,
Only then do you feel that watching that kind of cruel punishment is a form of reward.
"It's very simple. Because this matter has already exceeded her ability. Although I ordered her to search for it, I don't expect to be able to find it just with her level." The old man continued casually: "I know.
You also want to try your luck, thinking that you should be able to find an artifact or something at once. But do you know what that thing is?"
"The Stone of Dawn? The fragments of the Cup of the Blazing Sun? No, it can produce such a radiance, could it be the blood of God?" The middle-aged noble was silent for a moment, and then spoke hoarsely in a low voice, but the old man then smiled contemptuously.
The sound interrupted it.
"Little guy, you'd better read more... Stone of Dawn? Cup of Blazing Sun? Can such an unintentional thing cause such a strong shock? Moreover, even you should be able to feel the shock.
How many centers are there?" The old man smiled and said: "This is the power of a genuine artifact, and it is not comparable to the power of those small things you call..."
The young man bowed his head respectfully.
He didn't understand the meaning of the old man's words - or he was even more confused. Whether it was the Stone of Dawn or the Cup of the Blazing Sun, they were the most powerful artifacts cast by the gods. It was said that they already had the ability to interfere.
With the ability of the magic web, even a mage apprentice may be able to control a country if they obtain it. And the blood of gods is said to be the source that allows a mortal to gain divine power.
But now, the old mage dismissively calls them all "little things"?
Although he had doubts in his heart, he wisely chose to remain silent - the old man would naturally tell what he wanted to tell him, otherwise it would be something he shouldn't know. Asking more would only cause him to feel disgusted, and now that he mentioned it,
Then I should be able to get some relevant information."
Sure enough, after a slight silence, the old man spoke.
"Forget it, us old guys can't touch it. The remnants of the ancient magic era that have been silent for a long time are indeed a bit difficult to use to test children like you. But for some time to come, we must always pay attention to it.
The dynamics of this thing, so you only need to know that this is a relic from ancient times, a magic wand. It has just been broken down into many fragments. According to rumors, those who recast it can gain considerable authority.
You can even control...several planes."
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