Chapter 145: The Heaviness of History
Franka held it
"Judgment" card, whispered in Hermes: "Request judgment!" The seemingly ordinary tarot card did not change at all, but after just a few seconds, there was a noticeable shaking of the Golden Rooster Hotel.
The brown-green branches and green vines that covered the surface of the building fled, as if they were afraid of something.
This made Franka see more out of the window, and saw the sky connected to the blurred canopy, and the clouds were blown in the same direction as if they had met a hurricane.
As the wind direction changed, countless white clouds formed a huge whirlpool, which fell to the ground and stretched into a giant sword of air currents that pierced the heavens and the earth.
The giant sword fell, and a figure stood firmly in the middle of the chaotic street. It was a woman, with yellow hair draped over her shoulders, dressed in a more traditional off-white knight's training suit.
She is more than 1.50 meters tall, with delicate facial features, soft eyebrows and eyes, but she has a majesty that makes people surrender and obey.
The chaotic street where she stood was no longer what it used to be, with the surrounding buildings, the modest roads, and the hawkers who were collectively trapped in all kinds of desires separated by sections, scattered all over the strange wilderness, mingling with the rest of the street.
Between them were a large number of knotted roots that had come out of the ground, centered on the giant brown and green tree, and spread outward in layers, the closer they were to the middle, the denser they became.
It is precisely because of the existence of that strange wilderness that the few streets occupied by the giant trees have not been discovered by outsiders!
Franka breathed a visibly sigh of relief at the sight of the short, but imposing, yellow-haired lady arriving.
She held it
"Trial" and
The two cards of "Holy Grail Two" blurted out from the bottom of his heart: "Praise be to the fools!"
"Praise be to the 'Judgment' lady!" called
As soon as the Lady of Judgment landed, she looked to the side of the brown and green tree, where at some point a cradle-like dark red open-top carriage was parked, and in charge of pulling it were two tall creatures with sheep's horns, all black, burning with dark flames, and suspected of being devils.
Sitting in the carriage was a light-veiled woman in a loose white robe, with a slightly bulging belly, and a substantial maternal glow all over her body.
"Lady Moon"! The weird wilderness is hers
"The Other World"!
"Lady Moon" ...... You crawled out of the rat hole...... Named
The yellow-haired lady's eyes instantly blurred, as if dyed with a golden color. In doing so, she saw the extraordinary powers that were intertwined with the woman in the carriage, which existed in different colors and forms.
"Deprivation!" Solemn voice from
The "Judgment" lady spat out of her mouth. It was an Old Hermetic word. With the simple movement of her right hand,
"Lady Moon" has temporarily deprived different genders and different types of creatures of their ability to reproduce. Followed by
The Lady of Judgment leaned forward, rolled out her palms, and once again proclaimed in Ancient Hermes: "Exile!" "The sound of whining, the invisible and majestic force rolled into a terrifying hurricane, whistling and blowing
"Lady Moon" in front of her. They ignore the distance and seem to spawn right in the carriage position.
The rosy lips that loomed under the veil of "Lady Moon" opened and she took a deep breath. finally found an outlet in the container, and rushed in
"Lady Moon" poured into her body. In just one second, the hurricane dissipated without a trace, and all of them were taken
"Lady Moon" swallowed. With a strong maternal glow, she stretched out her right hand and touched her bulging belly soothingly.
The blue sky and white clouds are like oil paintings, and the ground is full of knotted tree roots. Lumien sees Suzanne at the canopy position.
Matisse, after making eye contact with her, immediately condensed a semi-illusory crimson fire raven around him again.
Those fire crows circled and flew high into the air, but they couldn't reach the void canopy, they could only get closer, and they couldn't touch it.
They landed on the brown-green trunk, scorching black patches. Seeing this, Lumian hurriedly changed the target of the attack.
He had found the flame before on this name
The strange things in the "Shadow Tree" can deal some damage! One crimson fireball after another condensed and exploded towards the branches of the giant tree, but it only burned them, but it did not achieve a more obvious effect.
Lumian stopped his movements for a moment, taking advantage of Susanna. Matisse didn't know what was busy with while Charlotte.
Calvino has not yet recovered from the burns. It was suspected that he had hidden in some illusory scene, causing the crimson flames in his palm to condense layer by layer, and finally turn into a fist-sized incandescent white sphere.
Bang! The explosion caused by the blazing white fireball was several times stronger than just now, however,
Not a single piece of skin has fallen from the Shadow Tree, only a larger area of charred black and a slight involution of a large yellow flower proves that the blazing white flame stream is not an illusion.
Lumian's expression was solemn, and it took a moment for a spear entwined with blazing white flames to appear in his palm.
He hurled his spear at the brown and green tree, which poked pinpoint-sized holes in its charred bark before disintegrating into a stream of flames that scattered across the trees.
Seeing this scene, Lumi felt relieved, and remembered a sentence that her sister Aurel liked to use to describe others who overestimated their own strength and made unrealistic moves: "It's like an ant trying to shake a tree." The eagerness, anxiety and fear in his heart made Lumian swing his fists.
His fist was covered in crimson flames. With each blow he struck at the brown and green tree, a ray of fire seeped in.
"Inject fire!" Lumian wanted to avoid it
The Shadow Tree's hard outer skin directly harms its heart. Bang Bang Bang! Lumian's flame fist landed intensively on the trunk of the giant brown and green tree, as if trying to pour all the flames accumulated in his body inside.
After a frantic round of attacks, he withdrew his fists and took a step back. Thundered! There was a dull explosion from inside the trunk, and the already charred bark finally fell off with the glow of fire.
It suddenly blurred and became foggy, as if a dream from the past had been illuminated by a match. Lumian suddenly seemed to be the man in his dreams, fighting a beautiful lady in a gorgeous dress with her hem up.
The strange feeling was so clear, like substance, that Lumian felt like he had experienced it himself.
Suddenly, his ankle ached, and the whole person instantly woke up, and saw a large number of branches and vines extending around him at some point, some of which had already wrapped his feet layer by layer, and the spikes finally penetrated the blood-colored robe, submerged into the skin, and drew blood.
Lumian snorted, and a stream of crimson erupted from his body, forming a flaming cloak on top of his flesh-and-blood robe.
With a crackling sound, the branches and vines were all lit up, and they burst into flames, quickly turning into dead branches and ashes.
Lumian took the opportunity to get out of the way, jumped to the side, and set his eyes on the wound he had just made.
What caught his eye was still the brownish-green bark, but it was a little more sunken than the surroundings.
Underneath the bark is still the bark! Lumian's childlike hole magnified dramatically, and he had a rough guess of the current situation: the "Shadow Tree" was nourished by Trier's countless abnormal desires for a thousand or two years, and each piece of its bark may correspond to some human activity at a certain time, and they are layered on top of each other, both the weight of history and the subtlety of human nature.
To put it simply, Lumian wants to destroy this strain
The "Shadow Tree" needs to face the countless desires that have accumulated over the past two thousand years, and he has just used all his strength to kill one of them, one of the hundreds, billions, or even tens of billions.
How can this be fought! It was only then that Lumian realized that he had just behaved abnormally: he had been there to attack
"Shadow Tree", instead of looking for a way to help you leave. After making eye contact with Suzanne Matisse, he was occupied by fear, anxiety, eagerness, and other emotions!
No wonder Suzanne Matisse let me go, no wonder Charlotte. Calvino didn't come out with an injury...... Lumian though he has been on the lookout
"Fallen Treant" and
The "actor" induces his own desires and emotions, but he still suffers from the effects unconsciously. He looked up again, looked up and saw Suzanne wrapped in long turquoise hair.
Matisse shifts position within the ethereal canopy, chanting a strange incantation, Charlotte.
Calvino reverted to his previous moves, walking from one illusory scene to another in a stroll-like manner, with his clothes, hairstyle on his head, and makeup on his face constantly changing according to the background of different eras, which seemed to be more than just a performance requirement.
Lumian's thoughts raced, and he suddenly felt dizzy, and he felt that his strength was passing quickly. It was an experience he had never experienced before, but he had made several people feel it.
drug,
The kind of drug of the "Blessing Society"! Lumian, who is good at observing the environment, quickly took out the occult sniffing salt, and at the same time locked his eyes on the large number of giant flowers on the brown and green trees.
He suspected that the gases that made people unconscious were released by them! Ahh With a sneeze, Lumian turned around and was about to meet
The "Shadow Tree" distanced itself. At this time, Mr. K still did not appear. In the next second, tree roots frantically drilled out of the ground, forming a wooden fence more than ten meters high around the brown and green giant trees