Chapter 18: Cult Studies
The spell failed. The level is not enough.
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Same information. Over and over again.
"So, Chief?" Hagen asks as he walks into Nastron's cathedral, discovering that his master is casting a spell on a giant serpent bone.
"I've tried every possible magic test, every divination spell I know, I've searched every book I can find," Tye said, making no secret of his frustration. "I don't know what it is. I have some theories, but I can't confirm any of them. ”
"It's clear that this is a primitive dragon," Hagen said, uttering the simple solution. "Probably a descendant of the Midgard serpent Yomongand."
"But I should be able to read its type." The wizard pointed out. "So far, I haven't been able to recover any other bodies. The gods of Esir purified them with spells that I could not cast now. ”
Why did Essir wipe out these creatures so thoroughly? They sealed the city underground, ensuring that no one would remember its existence. Why not protect the spring in Egypt? To prevent a catastrophe to find it?
The only remains he didn't try to activate were the snake. Unlike others, they are not purified. The snake most likely starved to death while trapped in the church; But why doesn't it eat spring water?
Tay refused to raise it until he understood its true nature, even though it was an undead creature without consciousness. With the springs, he didn't need the bones, and they resisted his attempts to make them into weapons. He will lose nothing, but will lose a lot.
But curiosity has always been one of his great sins. No adventure, no gain.
"[Animated death]," Tay said, touching the bones and channeling his witchcraft through his head. Since his [True Necromancer] skill comes from the [Death Lord] class, he can resurrect almost any type of undead. He'll animate the head
"I'll never die!"
A terrifying, ancient voice echoed in the necromancer's mind, his magic undergoing a violent counter-slash. In an instant, his feelings were no longer his own, and old memories flooded through his mind.
"I see... Die a thousand times...... This...... It's no different...... I'm alone...... "forever...... Forever...... Earthling...... My breath brings ...... Despair and decay...... I am...... Forever Serpent ......"
"If you die...... Ragnarok...... Forever...... I...... Starve...... Nastron ...... Your Lair...... Your grave ......"
"Curse you...... Odin...... Hell...... Curse all of you...... Dead...... Rebirth...... Shedding the old skin...... Eternal life...... I am...... Inanimate ......"
"Sir!"
When Hagen pulls him away from the snake's corpse, Tay suddenly returns to reality. The bones resonate with necrotic magic and then become inert again.
"What's that?" Hagen asked. "Is the soul still there?"
"No," Tay shook his head, coming to his senses. "But as Laufey said, it left some emotion in these old bones."
They can be boiled down to a single emotion.
Pure, undiluted hatred.
"It looks like this guy isn't a friend of Essil." Tye said. "I believe it gives us blessings after death."
"Oh, great, is there a city contract?" dullaha
Said with a smile, looking at the mural. "Or a notification to understand this?"
The necromancer shook his head, unable to adjust to his friend's humor. His gaze fell on the frescoes, on the reenactments of these almost countless Ragnarok. "If I fly, it will fly farther and farther." The wizard said. "They can actually be limitless."
Each line represents the prophecy of Ragnarok, in Yggd
It is described in detail in the ASIL system. Odin's death at the mouth of Fenrir, Thor's deadly duel with Jörmungand, Loki's final joke, the burning of the World Tree...... Sometimes the murals are the same, but most of them differ in subtle ways. The warriors represented different weapons, or the battle took place elsewhere.
But the result is always the same.
"It could be some Ragnarok cult trying to decipher how they could survive the apocalypse," Hagen said, as the two walked out of the cathedral. "Those prophecies are very ambiguous."
"The beliefs of the occupants have nothing to do with our goals." Tay said that it was not so much about his friends as it was about himself. Now he only needs to focus on one thing, and that is to heal death.
After the capture of Nastrón, the necromancers ordered their sanctuary to be moved there, turning the cathedral into a laboratory and the rest of the city into their lair; So far, only the demon Bailey has not been transferred, as it is dangerous to weaken his restraints. Undead workers extract alkali veins, while orcs clear streets and repair holes in fortifications. Although Tai only has a skeleton team to manage the sprawling city, he can restore the city to its former glory over time.
However, whenever Sbuck spent more than an hour in Naström, he couldn't control himself. Tai had no choice but to put him in charge of overseeing the second level, as he could not be sent anywhere else. Duke will continue to control the ruins of the third layer, and if Tai is not present, Hagen will capture Naström. Ghost Strings, as usual, will serve as the main patrol of the dungeon.
This leaves only one elite left to carry out the mission.
Laufey was busy redecorating the square in front of the cathedral by making a symmetrical tree out of bones and body parts in the middle of the square. Tay didn't know if he should be upset about her design choices or surprised by her art style. Morgan witnessed the scene, and she felt both.
"Oh, dear, are you done with your bones?" Laufey asked the necromancer nonchalantly, and Morgan bowed obediently. "I'm dying, waiting for your orders."
"Order? He repeated in confusion.
"With this, my dear," she waved toward the cathedral and the surrounding city, "you can rule the world." Command me, and I will go with you to victory. ”
"Unlikely," Ty replied coldly.
"Maybe I'm exaggerating," she said. "Maybe not the whole world, but you can create an empire for yourself."
"Mr. Hagen sounds good," Durahan said, though he clearly didn't mean that.
"Why?" Tay asked, who had never understood why so many people had a fascination with conquest. "What productive goals does it achieve?"
"You get power, fame, wealth, happiness...... A large number of slaves await your every command......"
"If you want to feel superior to the lower animals, buy a dog," Tay said to Laufey with cold contempt. For her, it's another hound. "The obsession with fame and fortune is a sign of narrow-mindedness."
Laufey sighed. "You are so disappointed, my master. Such incredible potential, wasted. I need to do something. ”
"How much do you know about the Calamity Cult?" Tay asked, changing the subject. "Especially your father's?"
"Do you want me to tell him about this place?" She smiled at the necromancer. "He'll be very grateful. At least five minutes, and then something more interesting will happen. ”
"What does he look like?" Tai asked curiously.
"Charming companion, always lying, twisted sense of humor," she replied, completing her sculpture. "Did you know that he gave birth to me with his mother when he became his mother's husband?" A black elf that he had killed ten minutes earlier. ”
Family dinners must be lively. "I think it was before he went to jail."
"Yes, before he fell and woke up like a disaster," Laufey confirmed. "But my father has always been a cruel god. His imprisonment in Helheim made his humor darker than before. As for his worship, I am their muse. It was a very fun time, but it took me weeks to wipe the blood off my clothes. ”
"Getting to the point."
"They're hiding in plain sight," Mr. Laufey said. "Sometimes, when my dad needed their sharp knives, they even slept for years before waking up. They can hide their allegiance from anyone; You never know if your friends are real friends with them. ”
In short, this confirms what Tai already knows. The Lokiites are not to be trusted.
"When in doubt, ask someone to 'kiss under mistletoe,'" the dark elves said happily. "That's how these devils identify each other in honor of one of my father's cruelest jokes."
"I see."
"Do you want me to connect with them, dear?" Laufey guessed what he was thinking and asked.
"Maybe. Or maybe you've infiltrated a cult in Logres. "Their soul contract can prevent betrayal, but you should never be overconfident with these people." Hagen, Morgan, report your reports to me. ”
"We killed new monsters in the tunnel to the east," Hagen said. "(Ants), five."
"Again?" Tai frowned behind the mask and magically summoned a scroll map of the tunnel from his treasury. This is the second invasion in a week. "Where?"
"They tried to dig a hole from the east and invade the second layer." Durahan said, pointing to the map. By the time they triggered the trap and alarm, they had already dug three passages. Sbuk slaughtered them like the last group, but they fought fiercely. ”
"[The antlion] never burrows alone in these cold regions, it's not a lone creature roaming," Tye said. "Either spring somehow attracts these animals, or they represent a higher intelligence digging in."
"Probably a druid," Morgan said. "For some of them, the Brocksamud Forest above the tunnel is a sacred place, at least that's what I've heard."
"But why now?" The necromancer shook his head. "The invasion only began after we discovered Nastrang."
"I don't know." Hagen shrugged. "The tunnel stretches very far because we lost a lot of people after the princess raid, so I'm cautious about sending troops to attack the lair. I suggest we increase the number of traps and guards in the hallways to better coordinate our defenses. ”
Sensible. "I'll devise something to deal with these insects," Tai replied before whistling.
A female vampire immediately ran to him, climbed onto his robe, and then rested on his shoulder. The necromancer patted her on the head and made her open up to him.
"Multi-group" (Ma
y-Swa
m) is the name of the [vampire] swarm mind devised by Tye, which has proven its worth as a surveillance system. Although Tai's [Ghost Mirror] has a larger scope, he can only investigate one place at a time, and then needs to pass the information on to his elite.
However, as long as the rats are kept within a certain radius, each of their members feels the same. They can telepathically transmit information and act as messengers, scouts, and spies.
It's just that the vampire's resistance to sunlight limits them, but it's an exchange that he can accept. "Show me the battlefield." The necromancer whispered.
As Tay observes the world through the eyes of a mouse, a crimson image of the eastern mining region comes to his mind.
He glanced at a pile of red insect corpses in the half-dug tunnel. Ants the size of lions – hence the name – have thick fur, fanged mouths, and dozens of eyes. Their acidic saliva allows them to melt stones, and their sharp pincer arms can cut bones like butter. Spock waits in front of the corridor they built, a ruthless sentinel waiting for any challenger.
"Go down the tunnel," Tay told the mouse. "It doesn't matter how far you're going. Find the nest and come back to report. ”
Dozens of rats immediately rushed into the hole, and Tay ended the telepathic communication and returned to reality.
"Every floor has to be fortified," the necromancer told Hagen. "I want any intruder to shed blood for every inch of land."
"So we're on the same page, Chief," replied Hakine. "They're scouts of a much larger force."
"Maybe." He turned to Morgan and said. "What about the princess?"
"Dear Gwen is as tight-lipped about Logres as she is about you," Morgan said. "She's got a confidential piece of information for me, though, and I'm afraid you'll be disgusted."
"Oh well, nothing out of the ordinary." The necromancer said expressionlessly. "Go ahead."
"The Academy expects another 'Convergence' to hit Lyonse in two months."
This made Tai's eyes widen, and only Laufey remained strangely calm. "No way," he said.
"It is impossible to have two confluences in the same place three months apart." Hagen protested. "Ragnarok is at least a few centuries away."
"The academy is confused too," the vampire spy replied. "Archmage Calvert thinks there's something in this area that has caught the attention of the Calamity Regiment, whatever it is, and they desperately want it. I wonder what it is. ”
This confirms this. It's no accident that the Ice Giants came to Leonis.
Fate is at work again.
"What's their reaction?" Ask.
Gwen suggested that they establish a permanent branch in the city. This is to better protect citizens from old and new threats, she said. The despicable woman whose every breath made the necromancer regret having ever met her.
"I guess the academy accepted it, right?" It would be his luck, which would mean a stronger royal presence in the region.
"Indeed." Mo
ga
E laughed. "Guess who was recommended as a local recruit?"
"I am very disappointed," said Mrs. Sorrel, riding on her white horse. "I had hoped you would change your mind."
"Like me," said Anne angrily, though her own mount was nowhere near as neat as mine.
When he refuses to leave the city, Ty spends some time at the gates saying goodbye to Anne and her companions and being with Percy. Much of the damage done to the main bridge by the giants has been repaired, and Liones will be fully restored in a few months.
Princess Gwen Haifa and her classmates will return to the capital on horseback, at least for a while; And there were too many escorts ambushed by Tye's troops on the road.
His gaze turned to Morgan, who would go with them. Since the world believed that he was dead, and there was no reason to let the princess live again, he gave her a ...... Deadly mission.
"I have too much work on my plate," the owner replied honestly. Since he was going to study in the spring, Tay would only consider leaving the city to meet Medero. "I hope you'll come back soon."
"Your wish may come true sooner than you think, Walter," replied the Duchess thoughtfully.
"Where's your assistant?" Wu Long asked Tai suspiciously.
She went home and stayed for a while. "Reunion" gave her a lot of headaches, and she needed a break. ”
In fact, he sent her to Logres as a scout; While "The Tonguebird" has been a reliable ally so far, he'd rather bet both sides.
"Well, Percy, you'd better take care of him while we're away." Anne said to the guards.
"Of course!" Percy nodded, her cheeks flushing slightly.
"We will be back in two weeks," Princess Gwen Shifar said. "After that, we may launch an expedition in Logres and try to determine what the Death Knight is looking for."
Truth be told, Tay already doubted Medro's reasoning. He always said that Fianna's Tomb was hidden somewhere in the area, the necromancer thought. If I had given up this great work for revenge, I would have tried to find it and loot the artifacts there.
"My friend," said Mrs. Serr with concern, "there is something you must know. ”
Tai frowned, but she approached him as she lowered her head from her horse and whispered in his ear.
"There was a murder in a village near Lyons." "Sacrificial murder. We suspect disaster worship. ”
"Which one?" Tay replied in a whisper, immediately nervous.
"Maybe it's Yomongander's." She replied uncertainly. "Only the churches in this city know that we want to solve this problem quietly without causing panic. But promise me that you will be careful. ”
Tae was smart and didn't say anything, his mind was coming together piece by piece.
Of course. If the catastrophe wants spring and intends to cause a new fusion, then they will send their agents to prepare this field. This could explain why (the Antlion) raided his dungeon.
Perhaps the infidels had infiltrated the city.
They want his spring? They can try to get it. He is only a few months away from achieving his dream, and no one can stop him.
They will only find death.