597. Ha, traveler, Mother Earth is fooling you
The castle of the lords in Sico has long since collapsed, as is the city itself, the last memorial to the land left by the war of more than two years ago, and a symbol of the hatred between Transencia and the kingdom of Plantagenet.
It can be said that as long as the ruins of Sico City remain, then every Translansian will not want to live in peace with the Plantagenet Kingdom.
If a man on the street dares to shout that the Plantagenet Man is our friend, then he will most likely not survive that night in this place where the people are strong.
In many cases, hatred can also become a form of "political correctness."
When Murphy became Governor, Miriam and Professor Malcolm had reminded him to be mindful of the way he dealt with the Plantagenets, and although the two had hoped that Murphy would not be overwhelmed by this hatred, Murphy had always had his own ideas on such matters.
It is impossible to eliminate hatred in a short period of time, unless he damages the majesty of his lord to force the people to obey, but why would Murphy do that? Is the Plantagenet good to him?
I don't have that much time to change the minds of the people, so just let it develop, anyway, East Phorus and Cato are still in the hands of the Plantagenets, and sooner or later Transcia will have to fight with the Plantagenet Kingdom in order to regain what she has lost.
From this point of view, Murphy estimated that during his years as Governor, he would have to fight Mrs. Nordetto again and get back some of Kafhawka and Icy Bay.
Of course, this is all for later, at least after the end of the black plague.
Because the last time Sharon came to Sico City, she had seen her father in the ruins of the castle, so the three of Murphy did not hesitate to make this trip, and went straight here after entering the city.
As a result, I found out that Sharon Xiao's description of the day was still a little conservative.
At present, the ruins of this castle are frozen in gloomy ice, and those huge icicles are "growing" along almost every crack in the entire castle, as if the castle is covered with a layer of cold ice armor, which is completely frozen from the outside and there is no way to enter.
It was as if when the old Earl of Sico sealed this door that day, he didn't even think about letting it open again.
Murphy could probably guess what the old earl was thinking, but the problem was that you sealed it so tightly that it would take a lot of effort for them to "talk" to the old earl.
"Poof"
The Necessary Evil swirled against the frozen door in front of him, slashing through the ice and letting the cold overflow, but Murphy frowned and withdrew his sword and stepped forward to take a look.
The charged blow of the magic sword caused the ice to crack, but it didn't shatter much, which fully proves that this layer of ice is not simple, and there may be other forces mixed in it.
He turned back to Tracey and shook his head and said:
"It's true that you can open it little by little, but it will take a lot of time, and I guess it will also make the inside ready.
Listening to Sharon's previous description, the old earl and his wife are in a very peculiar situation, and the combined combat power of the two is likely to break through the golden level, coupled with the special environment of Sike City, I don't think it's a good idea to start a war rashly. β
"I can send us in."
Tracy closed her eyes and felt the psionic energy nearby, and she said:
"The space inside and outside is not divided, only a slightly adventurous precise teleportation is required, and there will be basically no problems under the protection of Manneth."
"Don't teleport! Refuse to teleport! I'm going to figure it out of the way, it looks like a psychic variant of some kind of necromantic power. β
The mummy mother next to her crossed her hands and bleated, she was obviously psychologically shadowed by Tracey's hand tide teleportation technique just now, and this would not need Murphy to say, she ran to the strange ice to study it.
Sanchez, the three-headed dog, clearly doesn't like this cold thing.
It lay on its stomach in the ruins of the watchtower not far away and took a nap, and the big creature shook the ground when he snored, and it was a strange "triplet".
Murphy picked up the core orb and took pictures of the domineering three-headed dog from all angles, planning to edit a set of "development materials" to find an opportunity to throw them on the forum and draw a pie or something for the players to do on a daily basis.
Although it is obviously a dream to reach the level of the three-headed dog with the necromancy spells that players currently master, considering that Nephitari, a silver level, can summon a three-headed dog, there must be some kind of skill in this.
This may be the secret method of the Dead Moon Sect, and if you can get your hands on it, then the future of the Necromantic Faction's profession will be very good.
It's still the same sentence, painting cakes, who wouldn't.
"I've figured it out."
Just as Murphy was taking a "private photo" of the three-headed dog, the mummy mother who had taken off a piece of cold ice and studied it in her hand shouted, motioning for Murphy and Tracy to lean over.
She mysteriously made a very abstract expression on her cloth-wrapped face, as if she was laughing, and then threw the ice aside in her hand, and said:
"I know what this thing is!
It is not an ordinary ice psychic, nor is it a death spell of the Hades system, it is a composite psionic energy formed by the combination of death psionic energy and ice elements, and the 'Ice Coffin' is shaped by the transformation of the three states of energy.
Lady Triss must have heard of this spell, right? β
"You little eye"
Triss nodded helplessly and said:
"We've seen a similar Codex in your Eternal Library, and it's said to be an extremely clever protective spell, but no one but the Songhai people use it."
"It's not exclusive to the Songhai people, in fact, as long as the caster can sense the elemental power, he has the foundation to learn this compound spell."
Nefitali waved her hand and explained:
"It's just that the spellcasters on the continent have always been superstitious about psionic energy, except for some mountain people who still retain the shamanic heritage, there are very few spellcasters who can sense the elements now. Because of this, the large-scale ice coffin in front of you is an unbreakable technique in your eyes.
But now that we know how it works, we don't need to make a big deal about it, I'll just use the power of the fire element to incinerate it out of the passage. β
"Wait!"
Murphy, who was listening next to the two spellcasters but felt like a vampire primitive, suddenly shouted:
"I seem to have heard 'shaman' just now, so do the Songhai people still have a shaman profession?"
"Don't you have a strange recon technique that can see other people's professions?"
Tracey said suspiciously:
"Didn't you notice that Nephitari was a very good shaman in addition to being a mummy priest?"
"Throwing my reconnaissance skills casually will cause hostility, I am also a person with status now, I must pay attention to my own decency, and I can't just throw reconnaissance skills like small players to make enemies, they have no scruples and even hope to cause a big fight, but I can't."
Murphy explained, and with Nephitali's permission, threw a reconnaissance spell on her:
Name: [Dog Trainer] Onell Nefitali Bohm
Race: Songhai people/necromancy
Rank: Level 30 Silver Body, Elite Template, Reserve Chosen [Dead Moon Sect]
Classes: Level 20 Mummy Priest / Level 20 Shaman Elemental Mastery / Dancer Desert Style Mastery
Status: Undead Mental Imbalance, Intermittent Madness, Carrier of Hades
Character Description:
[The poor little girl thinks that she is delirious due to the water in her brain, but she does not know that the real reason is not the case, and the concept of death may not be a physical deity, but there is no doubt that she is the 'eyes' that are used to check a certain alpha.
Therefore, it would be better for some sinful vampire to find a place to pray now for the blessing of the poor people who are suffering because of him. γ
βοΌβ
Murphy raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Not only is Nephitari's career choice a bit strange, but also because he has once again seen the strange caption, saying that after beating himself as a civilization candidate bound to the Vulture Clan, he will use the Reconnaissance Technique and item identification to add these strange notes.
But this time, the note seems to have something to say.
In other words, Nephitali's madness was not caused by falling into the water, but because she was close to herself, so she became the will of Hades to observe her eyes, and this pressure from Hades made the mummy mother mentally unbalanced?
And what does this "concept of death not a physical deity" mean?
This is a roundabout, indicating that the belief system of the Songhai people is different from other races on the mainland?
The people of Songhai do not worship a personified deity, but directly worship the concept of death?
Feed!
This sounds even more mysterious.
"What's wrong? The look on your face is like you've seen a ghost. β
Tracey immediately noticed Murphy's abnormality, she asked worriedly, Murphy shook his head, and he asked Nephi Tali:
"You just said that the spellcasters on the continent are superstitious and can't hear the sounds of the elements anymore, so the spellcasting resources on this continent are not only psionic energy, right?"
"Of course! All psionic powers are crooked! β
The mummy mother immediately responded in a serious tone:
"According to the ancient legend of the Songhai people, when the power of the creator still protects the earth, the elemental power that is naturally born from the world and the magic transformed by the elements is the orthodoxy of the caster.
That's the power of the world itself.
In that golden age, psionic energy did not exist at all, and it was only after the Creator left the world that His grand blueprint was destroyed by the evil gods outside the territory, allowing the filthy forces from outside the world to enter the world.
I know that many psionics on the continent believe that psionic energy comes from the astral plane, but that's not the case!
The source of psionic energy is the subspace, the abyss where the filthy live.
In order to lure the casters on the path of psionic energy with their powers, the gods designed psionic energy to be generous.
As long as you pray, psionic energy will respond, and for more than a thousand years, the way of psionic energy has been widely spread, but the way of the elements that should have been used to protect the world has only been passed down in the land of origin and the ancient kingdom of Callum.
That's why your region has been plagued by many disasters, but the Land of Origin and the ancient kingdom of Callum have been able to maintain stability for a long time.
This is also the bitter fruit of forgetting the teachings of the Creator and using the power of demons! β
"It's this set again!"
Tracy, a psionic master, disliked this kind of magic stick that tied power and faith together, and she rolled up her sleeves to argue with Nephitali, but was stopped by Murphy.
The vampire looked at the mummy mother who was upright at this time, and he said suspiciously:
"But don't you also use psionic powers? The Death Moon Sect's Hades spells are also powered by death psionic energy, and according to you, aren't you also fallen? β
"Hey, stupid vampire, the death psionic energy and sun psionic energy used by our Songhai people are different from those on your continent!"
At the mention of this, Nefetali was even more proud.
She stood up at her pitiful airfield and said in a loud voice with great glory:
"Our ancestors, under the guidance of the Creator, signed a covenant of faith with the Moon of Death and the Brilliant Sun, using pure psionic energy to study the mysteries of death and purification.
If you don't believe me, ask your Trace, and the Scarlet Witch will tell you. β
"It's true."
Unable to refute this truth, Tracey sighed and said:
"The psionic skills of the Songhai people are completely different from the psionic system on the mainland from the underlying logic, and they will hardly fall into the confusion and mental pressure caused by long-term exposure to psionic energy.
That's why they're called the gatekeepers of the underworld in the material world, and I went to the Moon Holy City to steal knowledge, but in fact, I wanted to learn this kind of psionic skill, but then I found out that this thing is impossible to learn.
Because these Songhai people also study the way of the elements when they use their psionic powers, the two forces work together to produce this magical 'pure' effect.
But the Elemental Way was long since extinct in the rest of the continent.
And the bad news on this is that we vampires don't perceive elemental power at all, just as we are disgusted by the gods, and the elements are disgusted with us.
Alas, the identity of this eternal sin really makes people feel that fate is impermanent.
What do you mean by that look?
Oh my God, Murphy, do you want your warriors to follow the path of the elements again?
Spare them.
They're busy enough now. β
Murphy rolled his eyes.
Tracey really doesn't know the price of firewood and rice, and her hair began to fall out in order to develop a new career system, and she finally found a new career path, and as a member of the development team, you have this attitude?
"Hey, Nephitali, would you like to take an apprentice during your time in Transnesia?"
Murphy shouted to the mummy mother, who had begun to call on the elemental power to open the coffin of ice:
"Truth be told, my warriors are also interested in the Elemental Way, but they have struggled to find a suitable shaman to teach them the mysteries of the beginning, and I can pay you."
"It's useless for me to ask for money, I will give everything I have to Hades after I come back from the dead."
The mummy, whose hands were wrapped in a wonderful flame that was melting the ice, said without looking back:
"Besides, the Way of the Elements is notoriously difficult to get started, and not everyone can learn even the Creator's favorite Songhai people, let alone the otherworldly spirits under your command. Hah, you can't think of it, right?
I've actually seen through their true identities, they're all a bunch of psionic projections, disguised as flesh and blood by Trays's cunning methods.
But there's no way to hide it from an orthodox deathwalker like me.
The rules of death in this world do not apply to them. Let me tell you that in fact, the will of Hades hates them, because every dissipation and rebirth of them is destroying the balance of life and death. β
"Let's not talk about death for now, let's talk about the way of shamans."
Murphy Says:
"I can use a miracle creature as a mentor's salary."
"Bang"
Murphy's words made Nephi Tali's hands tremble, and the strange fire in her hand that did not have any psionic vibration suddenly went out of control and burned the plains.
It turned into a flying firestorm in an instant, and a few seconds later burned the coffin of ice in front of it into a large hole that allowed several people to pass through, the result of Nefertali's grinning control.
From this point, it can be seen that the strength of the mummy mother in front of her is actually quite strong, and the elemental fire just now was obviously out of control, but she was forced to press it back.
She turned her head tremblingly, and very playfully wiped the strip of cloth wrapped around her head, and stared at Murphy with lifeless eyes as an ornament, and said:
"What? You just said what do you use to pay the bills? β
"O miracle creation, the legacy of the Creator of your mouth."
Murphy casually called for a smart shuttle to levitate, placed it in front of Nephitali's eyes, and said:
"If you promise to accept a disciple, I can give you a whole set of miracle creations of this grade as an honorarium."
"You! You, you, you! You must have found an unknown land of creation near Transnesia, right? β
Upon confirming that the shuttle was not an item that could be crafted in this era, Nephitali immediately screamed:
"All the land of creation belongs to the Creator, Murphy! You can't desecrate these holy relics by trading, take me to see them! O Creator, Mentor Bayek will dance with joy.
The Songhai Empire has not discovered a new place of creation for three hundred years. β
"Well, I can't just give you my biggest secret, little mummy."
Murphy reached out and pressed the excited Nephitali's head, and he said:
"You promise to teach me the Warrior Elemental Way first, and if you can, teach them the orthodox spells of the Dead Moon Sect by the way, so be it. If you can teach a hundred apprentices of Black Iron, I'll take you to the Land of Creation. β
"Ah, you bastard vampire who has taken over the land of creation and has no respect for the majesty of the Creator!"
The mummy screamed:
"Beware, we send a solar ship to blow your Transcia into the sky!"
"Don't scare me, it's just a few fully automatic cruising defense airships belonging to the Eden District, your solar ship dares to come, I will immediately activate the exhibition hall self-defense force to knock down your solar ship!"
Murphy lowered his voice and said:
"Do you really think I don't understand anything? Little Mummy, I'm a 'Creator's Heritage Expert', and I even know where the ruins of Eden are.
Want to go around with me? β
"Absolutely! That is the common goal of all Songhai people. β
Nephitali was furious when she heard Murphy say the "official name" of the solar ship, and she realized that this vampire governor was not simple except that he was handsome, and that the latter also knew the secrets of the legendary Eden.
She hesitated, held out her little thumb to Murphy, and said:
"I can teach them, but when you go to Eden, I'm going to forget it! After the Black Plague is over, you're going to come with me to the Land of Origin, Murphy, and I can guarantee your safety, but the knowledge you have is really important to us!
The people of Songhai have spent more than a thousand years preparing a great project that you can't imagine, and every bit of knowledge about the Golden Age is important to that plan.
Believe me, you will be treated as a guest of honor by all Songhai people. β
Murphy twitched his eyes, looked at Nefittali's outstretched little finger, and said:
"You guy, you're all undead, why are you still so naΓ―ve? I think you and one of my little warriors must have a common language, so I'll introduce you to you another day. As for going to the Land of Origin
Let's survive the black plague first.
Besides, we've been at the old earl's door long enough, so let's go, visit the old earl and the countess, and don't let people say that we don't know how to count. β
(End of chapter)