Shade confirmed for the last time, and the witch pinched her waist with one hand:
"As long as you're here, there will definitely be no problem."
He shook his hair slightly, then signaled his followers to retreat temporarily, and even Miss Bell walked into the forest.
"This move was prepared by me in order to advance to the thirteenth level. You stand behind me now so you don't get hurt by accident."
The witch ordered Shade again, and Shade had no choice but to obey, but she did not forget to warn:
"You are still cursed now, so don't cast spells with all your strength."
"Yes I know."
She summoned the ten-ring life ring when she was in human form. Shade saw that her core spiritual runes were the standard three [death], [mimicry] and [inspiration], and she took out a gray stone in her right hand as a casting material.
The golden eyes finally showed a serious look:
"This is a stone taken from a tombstone that is at least a hundred years old. It is the most commonly used casting material for witches in our line: Thaumaturgy - Wall of Sighs!"
The core spirit runes - [Death], Miracle - [Boundary], Blasphemy - [Living] bloomed together. The gray tombstone was thrown into the burning bonfire in the forest glade, and then a sound seemed to come from deep underground.
With the buzzing sound, the originally blazing flames suddenly turned into black smoke. Amidst the slight shaking of the earth, beside the unconscious Father Francois, a rough gray square stone wall slowly rose up from the soil.
The breath of death emanating from the cracks in the ground quickly turned the yellow leaves on the ground to black, and the golden forest suddenly became filled with more shadows that should not appear. The dark wind blew around, and even the [
The night watchman] all shook violently.
The gray square stone wall is not made of bricks and stones, it is itself a whole stone. On that rough wall, densely packed and horrific corpses are stacked together like fossils, and with each passing moment
Exposed on the ground, the corpses stretched out their arms from the stone wall.
The gray-black haired witch's face turned as pale as her apprentice at this moment, but there was a smile on her face because the spell was successfully cast. She turned to look at Shade, but she vaguely saw something in Shade's eyes.
Crack marks and blazing firelight.
The comatose Father Francois woke up under the stimulation of this powerful undead power, but before he had time to react, he was grabbed by those arms.
Hands, feet, crooks of legs, arms, neck, shoulders, dry arms grabbed each part of his body, but they did not hurt him, but brought him to the "Wall of Sighs".
Keeping his back pressed against the wall motionless, it seemed as if he was being pulled into the gray stone wall.
The wall exuding black mist has stopped rising, and has reached a height of about one floor. The woodland that was still sunny just now is now gloomy like a midnight cemetery. Although Shade does not recognize this thaumaturgy, he also knows it.
It's quite unusual.
Father Francois's face was pinched by five different hands at this moment. He could only stare at the surroundings with wide eyes but could not speak.
The panting Miss Winslet then smiled and said to Shade:
"He can't see, hear, or feel anything now. I ask him to perceive what he can perceive. Now ask questions. Once on the 'Wall of Sighs', no matter who it is,
Can't lie."
This thaumaturgy did not seem to be out of control, and compared to the transfiguration technique, this thaumaturgy was indeed more suitable for her seat in the parliament, so she was somewhat unnoticeably proud when she spoke.
"Can you tell me what the real effect of this thaumaturgy is? I don't think this is a thaumaturgy developed purely for interrogation."
Shade then asked, and the witch was also happy to answer this question:
"This is the wall that separates life and death between the living and the dead. Anyone who faces it can only sigh. This is not only the Thirteen Rings Magic, even if I can touch half of the legendary
God, it's enough for me to use. It can defend, summon spirits, open death passages, and change the battlefield. The effects of this thaumaturgy are many.
This is a thaumaturgy that has been continuously modified and perfected by witches of all generations since the sixth era, and it is the highest achievement of the great witches of the death line."
This is very similar to the "Witch's Secret Technique - The Realm of Revelation" mentioned by Miss Belindle. The countess said that the secret technique even allowed her to survive the "Special Light" and could allow her to know all supernatural phenomena in the domain.
It roughly comes from the source, and automatically converts its own spirit into a resistance effect. This is the top spell she has mastered, and it is the top creation of the prophecy school among ancient witches.
Of course, thinking about the power of the witches can be left for later. Shade asked the priest on the wall:
"Then let me start asking questions - are you Father Francois of Willendale Parish?"
The hands that grasped the priest's cheeks forced him to open his mouth. Shade even felt that they were squeezing his throat and cheeks to speak:
"Yes!"
Father Francois's voice was hoarse and gloomy, but very stable. But his expression was quite panicked, and all the muscles on his face seemed to be mobilized to resist the act of "speaking", but it was a pity that he was in a low position.
Warlocks can't do this yet.
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"Very good, so it was you who forced the time traveler you met fifty years ago to deliver the magic potion to you across time?"
"Yes!"
He answered again, and the thaumaturgy was still running normally, and the spreading black mist only surrounded a small area around it, with no sign of continuing to flow outward:
"The third question is, why did you appear in the parish of Ximu Town in 1809?"
This was the year Baroness Cumming was stolen, and it was at that time that the Baron was threatened.
The priest on the wall is still controlled by the arms of the corpses and speaks:
"Not long after I started working that year, the church regulations stipulated that young priests like me from the archdiocese would be regularly sent to other places for a period of time to let us understand the different situations in different places. The place I was assigned was the Diocese of Ximu Town."
Shade nodded and explained to the lady beside him:
"My friends in the church also said similar things. Next question, how did you discover the time traveler?"
"I came to Ximu Town in the spring of 1809. At that time, the town was being expanded. Originally there was only the Natural Church in the local area. We were latecomers to the creation of the Church, so we often communicated with the pagans of the Natural Church.
That summer, I followed a senior of the Fourth Ring, a Senior of the Sixth Ring, and two Fifth Ring Warlocks from the Church of Nature into the forest at night to search for the 'huge deer-headed monster' reported by the townspeople. We were in big trouble.
The opponent had extremely strong mental attack capabilities, and in the end I was the only one who survived.
They all said a lot when facing death in fear. Among them, the five-ring warlock of the local Nature Church described some specious things about time travel. But he was already crazy at that time, so I only knew that time travel existed locally.
Rumor has it, but I don’t know if it’s true or not.”
The hoarse and strange voice seemed to come from the legendary "Hell". Of course, even if there is a "Hell" in this world, it should only be the hometown of alien demons and not the place of death.
The answer he gave was very long, and Shade and the Witch also listened carefully:
"I have been recuperating in the town after that accident, and at the same time I collected more local rumors about time travel. Finally, I dug up the grave of the sacrificed five-ring warlock of the Church of Nature, and quietly broke into his local
I found the things he hid in the basement, and I learned that time travel does exist. But although he knew a lot of things, all he left me was a large amount of magic potions and alchemy materials, and the ability to detect time travellers.
Methods."
Shade and Miss Winslet looked at each other:
"What happens after you behave like this?"
"I knew from the beginning that my talent was not good and it would be impossible to advance to the middle ring. But I didn't want to die so early. I worked hard to become a ring sorcerer just to live long enough.
The [Time Sharing Potion] was prepared by intercepting the materials needed to clear out the cultist strongholds when I was still in Willendale. After I obtained the method of detecting time travellers in Ximu Town, I had the opportunity to use the other party to help me.
The plan to hide and deliver the potion.
The only written information left by the dead five-ring warlock said that do not try to snatch the passage that anyone has already used, otherwise it will cause time instability and you will die faster."
At this point, the expression on his face had become crazy due to fear and struggle.
"So in order to live longer, you dug up your companion's grave and threatened him with the lives of his family to do something for you?"
Shade frowned and looked at the old man on the "Wall of Sighs":
"Looking at you, apart from the [Time Sharing Potion], you must have used other methods to try to increase your lifespan. Have you ever killed anyone in order to live forever?"
Shade believed that if he could control himself, he would rather bite off his tongue than tell them the answer, but this thaumaturgy is too powerful:
"There are only five people with special birth dates that meet the requirements for potions."
"Is a person like you worthy of being a priest?"
Even the witch couldn't help but ask.
"what can I do?"
Because she uses a question, the priest on the wall must also answer:
"I don't want to die! Since there is a way to make me live longer, why not use it? I know I will die sooner or later, but I am afraid of death. Who is not afraid of death? In order to live, these costs are worth it!"
Shade was originally unwilling to talk nonsense with him, but at this time he couldn't help but said:
"I just met a person yesterday. He killed his whole family because of his cowardice, but in the end he was willing to give his life to atone for his sins. And then I met you today. You seem to be brave and persistent, but you work hard for a potion."
You have been waiting for fifty years, but your soul has made no progress in these fifty years, and you are still as cowardly as you were fifty years ago."