The golden shuriken succeeded in interrupting the chant of Death's Finger.

Sherlock, in the form of the Holy Dragon, charged in front of the red-robed mage with gunsmoke and punched it.

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The shield blocked the damage, and the red-robed mage behind the shield snorted coldly, "Sure enough, there are still people"

Sherlock swung his fists again and again, constantly bombarding the shield, and although he did not do any real damage, he also knocked the opponent to the point where he could not cast the spell safely.

flash

The red-robed mage flashed nearly twenty feet away, and a note came out of his mouth, and three looming black swords appeared beside him.

At the same time, the storage ring on his right hand flashed and a normal-human-sized golem fell out.

Sherlock tried to attack again, but the golem with a giant shield and a one-handed axe met him with three longswords that would automatically attack.

The red-robed mage on the other side was still not at ease, so he put on two layers of blood-colored shields one after another, and then used the phonograph phantom to separate two fake bodies.

With all these protective measures in place, he observed the sneak attackers not far away.

"It's a druid," the red-robed mage was stunned, he had thought it was a patrol or some other witch.

"Not right"

He suddenly discovered something, but when he shouted out, five golden rays of light broke through his two layers of blood light shield one after another with unmistakable precision.

Then, a black shadow burst out from the side, and two sword lights flashed away, slashing across his throat.

Coffin Seal

The Coffin of the Holy Mother of the Demigod level, always facing such a high-level NC, still successfully took effect, temporarily sealing the opponent's spell-casting ability.

Immediately after, four black steel vines wrapped around the limbs of the red-robed mage, forcibly dragging him in the air.

Sunny flames

The huge pillar of light mercilessly swallowed the figure in the air.

The Holy Dragon Form, the Firefly Form, the Catwoman Form, the three shadow clones and the Flower Leaf Pedicle entangled the red-robed mage, and the Blue Frog Form, which was the main body, finally found the spell node of the spell of the Gap Domain.

A golden shuriken successfully broke through the blockade of the Gap Domain, and Sherlock picked up Cordelia and activated the random teleportation technique.

A mile away, and not teleported out of the Ghost Forest.

The strength of that red-robed mage was definitely of Professor McGonagall's level, and he had no chance of winning in a head-on battle.

It's a blessing to be able to use a few clones to unexpectedly entangle each other, and then lead people to escape.

Fearing that the other party would chase them out again, Sherlock flew north for three hours, until he came to a stop near Murfutan, the northern town of Lysserman.

Murfutan is heavily guarded by the Iron King, and even if he is the chief of the Red Robe Mage Association, he probably won't dare to chase after him easily.

"How are you" Sherlock put down Cordelia and summoned Mosae to heal.

"Ahem," Cordelia sat up, "don't waste it, my life is dead." ”

"I can let Flower Leaf Ty give you life, and if you stick to the Ice Castle, maybe the Supreme Witch can save you."

"Hehe, let the Supreme Witch save me" Cordelia smiled bitterly, "And then let her imprison me for twenty-seven years"

"After all these years, maybe she has forgiven you." Sherlock persuaded.

"Forgive me" Cordelia coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood excitedly, "What right does she have to forgive me"

"I'm sorry." Sherlock was silent.

He had thought that Cordelia had done something wrong to get imprisoned by the Supreme Witch, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Do you know why she imprisoned me," Cordelia asked herself, "because she couldn't afford to give up her position as the Supreme Witch?"

Maybe it was because Sherlock saved her, or maybe it was because he wanted to tell the secret before he died.

Anyway, from Cordelia's mouth, a secret about the Supreme Witch slowly revealed.

It all starts with the inheritance of the Supreme Witch.

The Supreme Witch is a kind of status and status, and it is also a kind of inheritance of power.

Unlike what Sherlock had learned, this inheritance was not something that the Supreme Witch could control, or even predict.

Under normal circumstances, about every seventy or eighty years, a new Supreme Witch would be born in the land of Lesserman.

When she begins to grow stronger, the power of inheritance will slowly pour into her body;

At the same time, the power of the previous Supreme Witch will gradually weaken, and the body will also accelerate aging.

If the new Supreme Witch dies unexpectedly during the lineage, the power of the lineage will immediately pick a random witch again to start the lineage again until someone finally has the power in its entirety.

The secrets of the inheritance have always been passed down only among the previous Supreme Witches.

Generally speaking, the successor is often the most gifted in the same period.

Therefore, every Supreme Witch, when they feel that their power is beginning to decay, they will select the most talented witches from all over the country as heirs to cultivate.

When the power of inheritance is completely transferred in the end, a new Supreme Witch will naturally appear.

Throughout Lesserman's long history, the legacy of the Supreme Witch has been carried out in accordance with this tradition.

Until Cordelia's generation

Cordelia was a post-war orphan who was adopted by Fiona, the Supreme Witch of the time, after being found to have a talent for spell casting.

Fiona treats Cordelia well, and the two are both master and apprentice, mother and daughter.

Cordelia did not live up to Fiona's expectations, and from the beginning of her study of magic, she showed a talent far beyond the ordinary.

At the age of just over twenty, she made a great name in the entire Desperate Eastern Regions, successfully defeated everyone and became the first heir to the Supreme Witch, and was praised as the Ice Queen by the entire Lytherman.

By all indications, Cordelia is the new Supreme Witch.

If nothing else, as long as Fiona grows old, the power of inheritance will be transferred to Cordelia's body, replacing Fiona as the new Supreme Witch.

It's just that when Fiona really faced aging and faced a constant loss of strength, she began to be afraid.

She didn't want to grow old, she didn't want to die, and she didn't want to lose the power and power of the Supreme Witch.

She tried everything she could to stop it all, but to no avail.

Looking at Cordelia's young body, growing magic, jealousy, fear, greed, and all kinds of negative emotions finally made her make a decision that no one could have imagined.

She concocted a lie and managed to seal Cordelia with an evil spell so that the power of the inheritance could not flow normally, but it was not broken.

In this way, Fiona, as the current Supreme Witch, can control this powerful magic forever.

This approach did succeed Fiona for twenty-seven years, but as the remaining legacy of Cordelia faded away, a new Supreme Witch would soon be reborn.

"In this way, the purpose of the Red Robe Mage Guild is to accelerate the inheritance of the Supreme Witch." Sherlock seems to have sorted out the relationships.

Cordelia couldn't help but worry, "During the inheritance of the Supreme Witch, the old king fell, and the new king could not fully control the power in a short period of time, and that was when the witch alliance was at its most vulnerable.

Searle will inevitably take the opportunity to stir up strife between the two countries, adventurer, and Lesserman needs your help. ”

"I," Sherlock said in amazement.

When it comes to the war between the two countries, below the level of the Supreme Witch, the role of the individual is almost minimal, and he is not qualified to intervene as a druid who has not yet turned around.

"As a harpist, I don't think you should have any reason to refuse to fight against the Red Robe Mage Society." Cordelia gestured to the badge on Sherlock's chest that hadn't been replaced, and said, "I have something you need to do. ”

"What" Sherlock did not refuse.

"In the deepest part of the Frozen Canyon is a pool of water filled with the power of nature, and wearing the crystals formed by the condensation of this spring water can accelerate the inheritance of the Supreme Witch.

I hope you can take one, and if the situation does arise in the future, I can help the new Supreme Witch to grasp the power as soon as possible.

Fiona is too obsessed with the power of the Supreme Witch to allow her witches to have the slightest chance of getting their hands on it, so I can only ask you. Cordelia pleaded sincerely.

"Neither as a harpist nor as an explorer, I could not refuse this kind of adventure." Sherlock agreed without hesitation.

"That's good." Cordelia smiled with relief, and the little vitality left in her body suddenly began to fade away, "It's a pity, I don't have anything to give you." “

What reward could be more precious than the Spindle of Doom, Sherlock hurriedly asked as he allowed Flower Leaf to renew her life, "Actually, I came to Lesselman to find something." “

"The Spindle of Doom, is it the legendary Loom of Fate," Cordelia squinted and said with difficulty, "I didn't expect you to be in the whereabouts of such a thing." ”

"Have you ever heard of it?"

"Smelled, unheard."

Cordelia's answer surprised Sherlock.

Although he didn't use his mind to detect it, he believed that the other party didn't need to lie at this time.

It's just that this makes it even less likely to find the Spindle of Doom in Lesserman.

"If you really want to find it," Cordelia said, taking off her ice crystal ring, "the ring is free to enter and exit the Ice Castle. ”

"Uh" Sherlock has a feeling that he is going to do bad things and be exposed.

"I feel the recognition of you, I believe in you," Cordelia closed her eyes completely, and she was not breathing.

"You're pretty easy to trust people." Sherlock was complaining on his lips, but he was inevitably sentimental in his heart.

In the Forgotten Realm, there are many souls that die under his sword;

But the person who fell into her arms and said before she died that she believed in you was the first.

For some reason, he didn't want to live up to that expectation.

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(Battlefield Literature)