Section III
"A true wizard must know how to concoct alchemical potions, how to enchant, and be proficient in all kinds of spells."
"More importantly, they look at things from a very different perspective. This is something that many people cannot understand. β
"I'm not a real wizard, not even a half-ass."
Alice leaned against the head of the bed, a mass of liquid metal tumbling and writhing an inch above the tip of her left finger.
She could read all the arcane runes, and the various records in Gerd's spell book were completely clear, but she could only follow the records left by Geld, and it was impossible to change, or even innovate.
Unless she captures Gerd back and uses her as a research consultant.
It's a pity that the dark wizard who was frightened by Franster had already run away with his last life-saving means, and it is estimated that it is impossible to appear in the snowy territory for a year and a half.
"Huh?"
A strange sensation suddenly came from the magic book on Alice's lap, and the pages were turned under the influence of some kind of magical energy until the last page was opened.
"What is this?" Alice looked up to the page, it was supposed to be some harmless warning spell, and Alice could tell it. It can only be activated if certain conditions are met. The magic it contained was so faint that the maiden hadn't even noticed it before.
The disguise on the pages quickly fades, and a delicate picture emerges before Alice's eyes.
It was a strange long knife, with an extremely narrow single blade, and its entire body was forged from a material as dark as death. Engraved on it was a series of runes that Alice could not comprehend at all. The whole sword was filled with an ominous aura. There is also a note in large blood-red letters below the page:
He who thirsts for the power of the forbidden will breed the blade of deception with his own body. β
"Inexplicable stuff." Alice closed the book and set it aside.
She felt it was time to finish the soup that Lydia had brought. This time, it seems to be a bit too much. As for the strange changes in the book, I'll put it aside for now.
Even if it is an early warning of a major event, it is Gerd who has a headache, and it can't be related to Alice.
Moreover, rather than studying these boundless things at this time, Alice would rather use the pot of soup in front of her to pour herself to the end.
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Anche clinged to the stone pillar, her figure disappearing into the shadows.
Relax, hold your breath, and count from one to five.
Until the sound of metallic footsteps faded away. He quickly rolled around a few times to the next hiding spot.
An Che's identity can only allow him to move around the periphery of Longxiao Palace, and if there is any abnormal behavior, there will be guards to interrogate him immediately. It took a lot of effort for him to sneak into the interior of the Longxiao Palace through the side door of the kitchen by taking advantage of the patrol.
Passing through here, you can avoid most of the patrol posts and reach the underground. This was the conclusion he had come to after carefully studying the civil structure drawings of the Longxiao Palace provided to him by the Brotherhood.
It's just that there were too many guards than he predicted. And he had to keep it secretive, so much so that the speed of his infiltration slowed down again and again.
You can't kill.
Don't hurt anyone.
It must not cause any commotion.
This is a restriction that every infiltrator hates extremely much.
If only the parrots were here. Her illusions are a great way to cope with this situation. Anche couldn't help but feel a pang of regret, maybe she should have been more cautious.
But he quickly calmed down and put these distractions behind him.
Instead of complaining, think about what you can do now.
For now, just continue to be cautious. You can always go deeper!
But which door is the door that speaks? β
Anche felt a slight pain in her ribs, as if she had stuffed a hard-boiled egg into her clothes.
Is it tense or delusional? Anche frowned.
'Not true! It's true! Anche quickly lifted his pocket! The searing touch almost made him scream.
It's that phalanx!!
He tried to throw the finger bone out, but it clung to Anche's hand, a burning sensation running between his bones. It hurts like inserting a thousand red-hot needles into your arm!
Anche fell to the ground, writhing exaggeratedly like a fish. His mouth was open enough to put down an apple, but he couldn't make any sound! The field of vision also gradually turns white.
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The parrot suddenly jumped out of bed. His eyes widened.
The blood flows backwards and the temples beat sharply. It was as if a boulder was pressing down on her chest, leaving her breathless.
'This feeling...... This feeling...... Something happened to him! β
The parrot took a breath and let his feelings quickly and steadily. She prepared as quickly as she could. Then the color of the whole person changes dramatically, and it quickly blends into the surrounding environment.
It was as if a gust of wind gently opened the door and then closed softly.
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"Master, we must do our best."
Anche opened her eyes.
He was still in the same place, but suddenly there were many more heavily armed elite guards around. A woman dressed in a splendid aristocratic costume was standing in front of him, a look of incomprehensible anxiety in her eyes.
'Got caught?' β
Anche just wanted to quibble. But his hands and feet moved involuntarily.
'This, what's going on!' β
Magical energy beyond his imagination gathered in his hands, and then turned into a diffuse wave of light that passed through the bodies of everyone present, gilding them with a layer of gold.
Anche opened his mouth, but his voice was extremely old: "Madam, this barrier will prevent your blood from being absorbed by [it]. But be careful, there is a limit to this. β
The aristocratic woman nodded, and then she led all the elite guards into the ground.
'My body? No...... It's not my body...... What's going on, and who is this woman? β
Anche's [body] did not slow down because of his cranky thoughts, and he rushed to the front of the line at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his status as an old man, only half a step behind the noble woman.
"Master, can the lord's situation still be controlled?" She said to [Anche], the worry in her voice that could not be hidden.
The guards who followed them continued as if they hadn't heard a word. But their pace involuntarily slowed down a little.
[Anche] pondered for a moment, and then replied, "Your Excellency is now in a very ...... Unstable dΓ¬ng state. If they can be separated in time, then there is still hope for a cure. β
"You must have a way to cure it [completely]." The aristocratic woman's voice was full of majesty, "Please don't take care of me, I released it, so surely I will be able to re-ban it through guΓ² [I]." She bit a few words hard.
"You can't afford that. Madam. β
"I'll pay for it!" She said lightly, "Xueman can lose one Shera, but she must not lose a lord!" β
[Anche] hesitated again and again, until a bloodstained door was about to appear in front of him, and then gritted his teeth and whispered, "If things get worse, then Cheng DΓΉ...... There is a momentary pause in the blood of deception from that thing, if it were the blood of the original holder......"
"I see." Sheila nodded slightly, her face indifferent.
'Phew! The gate in front of him was shattered to pieces by Anche's magical energy. A cold breath followed.
At the end of the hall behind the door, a strong figure was clearly visible.
It's Barguf!
His eyes lit up with a bewitching red light. And the strange-shaped long sword in his hand exuded an inexplicable sense of existence.
"Blood, more blood, more power...... Blood ......" Barguv licked the corners of his mouth lightly, and the red light in his eyes suddenly became sheng!
"Separate that sword from the lord!"
Faster than the voice of [Anche] was the ghostly pace of the lord lord! In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the middle of the guards, screaming a few times, and dozens of corpse remains flew in all directions!
He himself was a powerful warrior who had comprehended the third level of power, and that strange sword had allowed him to take his swordsmanship to an unprecedented level!
It was like a mad saber-toothed tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, and no guard could resist him for even a moment. And the suppressive spells that [Anche] unleashed were more than threatening, and they had no effect on him at all. Only Sheila, who also has third-level strength, can fight him a little bit.
But he was not satisfied.
"Blood...... No blood...... No! β
The gray-black strange aura swept by, and the magical energy on the guards' bodies shattered, and then, countless blood-red breaths rose from the corpses, gathering on Barguf like a homing bird.
"He's getting more and more powerful! We can't fight it! β
Sherra's eyes froze slightly, and then she stabbed at Barguf with her sword at an even faster speed!
'Poof! β
She gave up at the last minute, letting the ebony sword stab her in the chest.
A blood, deeper than before, rose from her body and poured into the strange sword, a rune on the spine of the light.
"Shela......" The blood in Barguf's eyes faded instantly, but he probably preferred that he never came to his senses. His hand holding the sword involuntarily let go, his eyes filled with despair.
"I ......"
Sheila smiled sweetly and gently stroked Barguf's cheek, "Lord Lord...... In the future, take good care of yourself. β
"Gerd !!"
The six black soul-possessed soul stones in Anche's hand burst in an instant, and six flying dark purple auras wrapped Xuera and the long sword in them, pushing them all the way to the wall!
"The spirits of the ancestors, we are here to offer the flesh and blood of the living and the souls of the dead. Adhering to the ancient established covenant, suppress! β
The flesh on Shera's body collapsed, turning into a purple-red portal that sucked the sword in, and the portal quickly closed into an old, dark red wooden door.
'Bang~', and the skeleton that had lost its flesh and blood support immediately fell to the ground.
Barguf stared blankly at the wooden door, slowly raising his hands and covering his face deeply.
"Sheila ......"
"They thought they could stop my power, but they didn't know that that woman's blood was not within the scope of the ban." A soft, amiable female voice that made his whole body tremble came from behind Anche.
"You, who are you!" Anche opened her mouth and found that the right to speak was back to her.
"Me? I'm the webweaver, I'm the whisperer," a pair of cold, soft arms wrapped around Ann from behind me, "My name is Mephalah." β
Anche shuddered.
"Go, open the door in front of you, and the Ebony Blade is at your disposal."
When Anche came to his senses, he was standing in front of a small black and red wooden door with a keyhole round enough to fit a finger.
What is there to hesitate about?