Chapter 123: Duke Odin, the Monument Without Words
His face became more and more solemn, and Vio realized that he was not joking, so he quickly stopped in one position and did not move. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
After quieting down, she felt a cool breeze behind her, the wind kept lifting her robe, and it seemed to carry a lot of moisture, and soon the moisture on the robe penetrated the inner lining of Vio, flowing against the surface of her skin, making her as cold as if she had entered an ice cellar, unbearable.
The wind seemed to be getting stronger, and her robes were now flying up and down.
Vio slowly realizes that something is wrong.
Was it a simple wind? Why did she think it was a breath
If there is such a breathing sound, how huge should the body be?
Vio should have been scared and limp and convulsed, but instead of the unknown, she was facing an old man with a resolute and calm expression, and with his expression, the blindfold looked like a warrior badge. This greatly encouraged Vio, who just blinked his eyes and didn't say anything else when the dampness stopped deepening and was replaced by a soft, tongue-in-cheek or tentacle sticking into Vio's cheek.
The thing pulled away from Vio's cheek for a moment, floating in front of her forehead, and next to her eyes was a tentacle about the thickness of an adult's thigh, similar to an octopus, the black tentacle cortex was flexible and elastic, and if you looked closely, there were some reddish-brown spots on it, which should be the original color of the leather, and the black layer on it was probably a dust stain that had accumulated for a long time.
The tentacles slid around her, eventually slowly sliding off and taking away the dampness from Vio's body.
Vio still didn't move, but looked nervously at the old man in front of her, at this time the old man had not completely relaxed his vigilance, and he did not crack his mouth and smile.
After a while, the old man finally signaled that she could move. Vio hurriedly moved as far away as possible from the center of the red rock field, and in front of her was still an empty and vast red land, with huge rocks of the same color standing beside it, looking barren and desolate.
But this time, Vio was just keeping her eyes open and on guard, she would never find it boring again.
"Just acting like a person. The old man said lightly.
Vio nodded hurriedly, she realized that the old man was much more familiar with the dangers lurking here than she was, and it would be safer to listen carefully to his guidance.
"Is that a monster in the Secret Barrier?" asked Vio, apprehensively.
This statement is strictly inaccurate. The old man felt a few handfuls in his robe, and then pulled out an emerald pipe with a turquoise body.
He twisted his index finger and thumb on the pipe, and green smoke came out of the pipe. Vio noticed that it was magic and not ordinary friction because there was a faint blue flame on his fingertips, and then he shook his hand absently, and the blue flames disappeared.
Vio was a little unsatisfied, and she was expecting the old man to make more subtle wandless spells. Also, she was curious if the old man could directly rub the heat to generate heat, then if it could mean that the wizards in the Time Sequence Organization almost all practiced magic and melee at the same time, so the physical performance of the body was very good.
The old man took a beautiful puff on the cigarette holder, and then explained with a rather comfortable expression: "That thing just now is just a king sour squid." It's too easy to deal with, but there's no need to hurt it, it's just a mistake. Its home should be far away in the waters of the Antarctic continent or off the coast of South Africa, and it is not a protist here. ā
"Then how did it come here? And I've heard of the king squid, that kind of animal lives in the deep sea, how can it be here," vio subconsciously retorted.
"Phew, do you think this is still the ruined place in the twenty-first century where you don't have any magical beliefs?" the old man was furious, "This is the secret barrier, you thought it looked transparent, but in fact it is full of space-time vortexes, that is, passages and unstable secondary spaces. Theoretically, you can enter the Mystical Barrier from anywhere.
But in reality, no one has ever done it. First of all, it is necessary to be the controller of magic rather than the user, which is the ultimate realm of wizards, and it is possible to create the source of magic at the same time, and at the same time magic to build and reshape space and time, and maintain its existence. But this one is a legend. ā
"What if," Vio asked, "someone really managed to get to that point?"
The old man took a hard puff of the cigarette, then spat out a long string of smoke, all around Vio, choking her several times, and finally simply wrapped her whole face in her robe, revealing only a pair of eyes staring at the old man angrily.
The old man chuckled, "Even if someone succeeds in manipulating the origin of magic as our whimsical lady said, he won't be complacent for long. The Chronological Order will not allow such a person to exist, and if someone does, he will be the target of all Order. Do you understand, little girl?"
"Are you saying that because the Orderkeeper ignores the natural rule of the world and the one-way operation of time, and can appear in any place in any world, and there is no time limit, as long as there is a person who has the ability to disrupt the existing order of time and space, he will definitely be killed?" Vio sorted out his thoughts, and then spoke his opinion to the old man's inquiring gaze.
"Yes, only kill those who have the ability to break the rules, whether they intend to break the rules or not. The old man smiled, his eyes fixed on Vio.
"Is the Orderly invincible?" vio felt as if he was playing a survival game, and there was still a little possibility of defeating the boss and then clearing the level, but suddenly another unheard of anti-heaven existence appeared, and the difficulty of the game changed from easy to hell at once, isn't this a bug.
"What? You stupid boy. You thought I'd tell you the answer to that question?" the old man sneered, "Have you forgotten that I am the one who has come to kill you this time?"
"Didn't you save me all the time without doing anything? Vio muttered, "Kill me this time, this time?"
She suddenly brightened. "So, won't I ever see you again?"
"That's right. The old man replied happily. Then he looked into the distance again, showing a rare hint of nostalgia, "It's been many years." I haven't had much fun talking since that bastard Talia died before I did, until I met you today. ā
"Finally, let me tell you secretly: don't think that the wizarding world and the Muggle world are independent of each other, and the connection between them is far more complex than your little brain can accept. I remember that you liked to do some student union in your school? That's a good idea, go ahead. ā
Vio tried to speak, but the old man stopped her with a strange smile.
The whirlwind of colors reappeared, but this time, only Vio was carried into the air and spun rapidly.
That feeling of suffocation struck again, a hundred times more uncomfortable than the last time, and Vio realized in a daze that the old man had helped her a lot when she came to the secret barrier.
She took one last look at the red land, a black patch in the distance, as if something was approaching.
Nearby, the old man stood alone beside the red boulder, like a towering monument. (To be continued.) )