For the emperor, he didn't care about the process, he only looked at the result. But for another group of witches who seek performance, their teacher's actions are no different from demolishing the stage. It's a pity that the young shrine maidens don't even dare to complain.

Sophia is not only the oldest and oldest in the shrine maiden tower, but she even faintly touches the edge of the legendary magic, the Great Prophecy. For such an old woman, no one dares to offend. If it's not good, a curse before she kicks her legs, then there will be no fun in this life.

So the young shrine maiden who actively behaved herself.,Ignore the actions of your own teacher.。 Anyway, I moved a bunch of things out, and at most I moved them back in the end. Before the ceremony began, she flattered the emperor a few times, and only then chanted the incantation of prophecy in a solemn atmosphere.

Unlike most magic, prophecy does not have custom spells. All words are just to bring the person who unfolds the ritual into that wonderful state and to get a glimpse of the reality of the world. And in the vast past, if you want to find a specific 'truth', of course, you need very clear guidance.

Becker's handwriting with strong emotions can be regarded as a qualified introduction. At least in the dark, the light that represents the answer is so strong and conspicuous that people will not find the wrong direction.

Moving forward in the long river of history, the scenes that have happened have flowed into the mind of the shrine maiden, and then they are forgotten, leaving no memory. When her consciousness came into contact with the source of the truth, the real-life shrine maiden spread out the scroll of paper in front of her, ready to record everything she saw.

Suddenly, the corners of the mouth and ears felt moist. At the same time, it was as if he was crying, and tears couldn't stop falling from his eyes.

When the first piercing scream sounds, it's like the beginning of hell. All the shrine maidens who participated in the ritual bled one after another. With their sharp nails, they tore through the thin clothes and cut through the skin, whether it was the arms, the body, or the face that had been so beautiful. Even if you just stand next to them, you can feel the pain.

The magic materials piled up everywhere were like flying ashes. The tiny particles that build up matter are scattered into the air, and they look like a dream. But the old emperor knew that it was not wonderful at all. This meant that the magical materials used to replace the most primitive sacrifices, humans, were being consumed at a rate unimaginable to ordinary people.

The more things disappear, the more screaming the shrine maidens become. But everything that has begun, there is no turning back. The cost of peeking into the future and the unknown is unimaginable for ordinary people. And the reality that gradually became clear turned into blood-red ink, leaving handwriting on the paper scroll, stroke by stroke.

Soon, the sacrificial magic materials were empty, but the prophecy showed no signs of ending. The next ones to be chosen as sacrifices were the little witches standing in the magic array. They stood on the outskirts of the prophecy magic circle, clasped their hands into fists, knelt on the ground and prayed, praying in their hearts that the waveless power would ignore their presence; He chanted quickly, hoping that the ceremony would end soon.

However, things are not always as expected.

When the first shriveled body fell, the entire ritual of prophecy went in an uncontrollable direction.

The flesh and bones also turned into flying ashes, crystal clear, and were swept into the air in the center of the magic array, completely disappearing. And such a picture of purgatory shocked the old emperor who was watching.

He thought he was old enough and had seen enough things, and he should also be surprised. But today, this time in front of us, it is unheard of and unprecedented. For the sake of a mere prophecy, the story of finally losing his life is a story that I have heard since I was a child. But no one thought that one day it would happen in front of their eyes.

The old emperor subconsciously wanted to get up and leave. Holding on to the armrests of the chair, he was about to stand up when Sophia pushed him back into his seat. She said in a hoarse, trembling voice, "Wait until the people outside are dead before leaving." ”

This instruction was clear enough that even the emperor lost his temper. Obediently sit back in your seat and watch the situation develop. In the process, the great force that swept through everything in the ritual room hit the periphery of the safe zone three times and twice, and even dissociated the magic array in the outermost circle.

It can be said that if Sophia hadn't activated this magic array with the highest standards, I'm afraid that the people inside would have died too. It could be enough to defend against the soul power of the Abyss Lord, or the highest level of defensive magic array from the heavenly punishment sent down by the gods. Although it can't be resisted a few times, it is also a rare thing in the world to be able to withstand one or two blows from an existence of that level.

As the strange and dazzling color drama subsided, the ritual room was littered with tattered clothing, and no one was in sight. Any ornament or cloth with a trace of power turned into ashes in the previous ritual, becoming part of the results of prophecy. The rest are ordinary mundane materials. Some parts of the magic circle became gray and pitted and scarred, as if it had completely lost the power contained in it.

Motioning for the emperor, who did not understand magic well, to sit down, Sophia staggered out of the magic circle and walked towards the scroll of paper with the answer. But the old witch had not taken a few steps when she suddenly took out a dagger from her bosom. With a horizontal cut, he opened his eyes, and the blood flowed profusely.

In this way, several old witches who were still alive did not care, but the old emperor was not so calm. It has to be so dangerous that you need to take it so seriously, and you don't even dare to look at it.

Sophia is temporarily blind, but her heart is not blind. Cautiously moving forward in the groping, she finally came to the long paper of the record. Slowly and cautiously closing the long paper into a paper scroll, Sophia exhaled as if relieved. He said backwards, "Whoever comes, help me." ”

At this time, a few old witches, who were younger than her, walked out of the magic array quickly, supporting the old man who had destroyed his eyes. A few others skillfully took out medicine to heal the old witch's eye wounds.

It's a little trick for them to cut the outermost layer of their eyeballs, to blind themselves temporarily, and to avoid seeing things they shouldn't. As long as it is treated and conditioned, the vision of the eyes can be restored. Of course, this will not completely restore the eyesight as before, and it can be said that it is a last resort.

Of course, the old emperor knew the tricks of the witches, and he could understand the seriousness behind it. Looking at the scroll handed over, my heart was mixed. It turned out that the rumors about those two magicians and prophecy were all true. Not only is it true, but the truth can be even more terrifying.

Although he hadn't read the records in the scroll, the old emperor had already added the two of them with the notation 'Don't approach the living'. Desperately being scolded and insulted by a soft egg, he also plans to press this matter to the end, and he will never make a move. Anyway, based on his age, it is estimated that it will not be a few years before others scold him.

It's just that...... What's in it? Although the calmness brought by age prevented the old emperor from dying, he still couldn't avoid the curiosity in his heart.

As if understanding the character of the person in front of her, Sophia, supported by the other shrine maidens, said, "I said it, if you want to die, go away, don't die in the tower." Whoever wants this damn thing, let him open it by himself, and no one else should touch it. ”

Although the old emperor used to talk freely, as soon as he encountered this kind of life-related matter, he didn't say a word, and handed the scroll to the knight next to him. If you don't touch it, you won't touch it. At the same time, he asked, "Is there anything else I should be aware of?" Mother-in-law Sophia. ”

"What if I say the list isn't over yet."

"It's not over yet! How is this possible! The old emperor was taken aback.

"But it's impossible, it's not you, the emperor, who have the final say. I knew it was all the end of death, and I didn't need to ask someone to take out the sacrifices in stock. Originally, I was hoping to save one or two, but what was the result, those who wanted to die couldn't be saved, those who pretended to be asleep couldn't wake up, everything was useless, useless! Damn it! ”

Because of her injuries and emotion, Sophia shook the back of the old emperor's head and left the devastated ritual room. And what can the old emperor, who was inexplicably squirted, say anything, touch his nose and swallow it. This wasn't the first time the old woman had squirted someone else's face. With a sigh, the old emperor didn't care about the maids who were still cleaning up the aftermath, and left with his cronies and knights.

The loss of the Miko Tower was only significant, but it was nothing to an imperial emperor. For the follow-up replenishment of manpower and the cultivation of a new generation of shrine maidens, with Granny Sophia, she can naturally take care of everything. No matter how special the bloodline is, how can it be impossible to find half of the huge empire.

Besides, the emperor has hung the shrine maiden tower for decades, and he has never seen the people here die. Instead, he killed and burned, burned and killed, and the inheritance was still not severed here.

It's just that this scroll, is it really going to be handed over to Duke Becker? Should I pay it? The old emperor didn't dare to be so sure of this.

If he has a good deal after reading it, he will only leave a reputation for using dirty means to solve political opponents. This is not good for my long-term efforts. Even if some people spray fiercely and smelly, they can endure it, in order to establish a rule that they don't kill easily.

Otherwise, if you really kill him for a thousand miles, will it be difficult for you, the emperor? It is precisely because it is so simple that it should be more cautious. There are things that can be done, but not done. It is this kind of moderation that may not be perfect, but at least it can avoid the worst. Taking risks with the fortunes of the country is the last stupid thing a king should do.

But it doesn't seem right to hand over the scroll. Although it is only an illegitimate son of the old man who is involved, it is also his bloodline. Moreover, he is also responsible for the loss of the shrine maiden tower. In this way, the things in the hand have to be handed over. So for the sake of that old man's life, he can only state the stakes in public, and then let an insignificant person open the scroll and recite its contents.

I can only say that I hope that the old man will not look for death by himself.