"Hyna" Schubert struggled to drag the empty pocket into the basement, as if there was a person inside. He complained in a low voice or two, clapped his hands, turned around, and saw a robe dragging on the ground, with a giant book floating on his hand, and a girl wearing glasses looking at him.

He was startled and took a big step back subconsciously. But then he reacted and angrily shouted: "Who are you?"

But when Schubert opened his mouth, he felt his throat itchy, as if something was coming out of his throat. He couldn't help coughing loudly, and even spit out a few furry spiders from his mouth.

Schubert was frightened and realized that he had been hit by the other party's vicious magic, and he was in a hurry to draw the knife. But the girl only reached out a little, and the blade in his hand seemed to be hot, making him unable to hold on to the ground with a "defying" sound.

"Mr. Schubert, 'Hyena'," the girl spoke, her voice cold and a little tough. "If I were you, I wouldn't act rashly, otherwise the next time I fell to the ground, there would be no guarantee that it would be your knife. Do you know what vicious spells wizards like to torture their opponents?"

Schubert was fighting and asked with a stern look: "You, you are that naturalist, when did you keep up?"

Jita gently pushed the outside of her glasses and stuck the shell. She hadn't figured out how to make it up next, so she had to lower her head slightly and said, "You just need to answer. You send people here. Is this the big tomb cellar below? Where is this underground in the Ouli Temple, and where does the people of the Seven Family hold a rally?"

The girl's voice was soft and soft, but it sounded a little sharp, with a kind of smooth and coldness. Schubert saw a ball of black smoke rising from behind Jita, of course, it was actually just a wide open realm, with the effect of silence and illusion.

A trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and he pulled out a sharp dagger from his sleeve with his backhand and wiped it hard on his neck.

Jita looked at the brotherhood killer standing in front of him with a dull look. The dagger, sword and spider had disappeared. Even the shriveled pocket was left in the middle of the house, leaving only her, and the enemy in front of him.

The magic book floated between the two.

The scholar sighed softly, but in the end she still had to use spells to pry open the other party's mouth. She still lacked some in dealing with it on the spot.

"Is this a large tomb cellar under Ouli Temple?" she asked.

"Yes." Schubert replied dumbly.

Jita asked several questions in a row and got answers one by one.

She reached out and let the brotherhood killer unconscious, and then cast a small spell on the pocket that fell to the ground. The pocket came alive, crawled to the other party, opened the mouth and swallowed the latter bit by bit, and then wrapped the rope like a snake, flexibly tied a knot on the hole.

After doing all this silently, the scholar walked out, and the underground of the tomb cellar was well connected. After all, the purpose of the construction here was to be a fortress and underground fortifications to fight against the dark army. In order to prevent the invasion of giants, the corridor was extremely narrow.

But it is said that the goblins, the servants of giants, and Naga, would still attack from the sewer. The Oshu people fought with the dark creatures in this underground fortification, and repaired and expanded it again and again. Later, it gradually formed a scale like a maze here.

The dense tomb cellars on the walls are indeed victims of the Giant War. This place is located under the barrier of the Ouli Temple, so it is impossible for the resurrection of the dead to happen, and tomb robbers dare not enter this place. For thousands of years, time seems to be stagnant in the underground tomb chamber.

In the darkness, there were coffins after coffins, and the tomb seemed to extend to the end of its vision, and the air was filled with the smell of dust. After all, even Ou Li's priest could not come down to clean the bottom at all times.

Only the magicians of the seven families come here once a year.

Jita gradually approached one of the halls, and she soon met some magicians. First, they were wearing red robes, probably from the Eisengelin family. She stopped not far away and listened to the conversations of these astrologists, but it was just a dirty joke between some nobles.

The scholar's face turned red when he heard this, so he had to skip these people and continue to move forward. She saw some magicians in brown robes, probably from the Trifunk family of the Change Badger. These sorcerers were taciturn and hurried forward.

The work of the School of Change is somewhat similar to alchemy, and they all change the properties of matter, but one is temporary and the other is permanent. The magicians of the Trifunk family are also the most pragmatic faction among the seven families, and they are only keen on themselves and magic.

There are few rumors about these warlocks outside.

Jita knew some of the characteristics of these magicians. She was curious about how to keep up and see what was going on, but it was at this moment that a strange movement attracted her attention.

To be precise, it was a low tremor, passing through the ceiling like thunder. The movement was very short and disappeared in an instant. Then she saw several magicians in purple robes talked quickly from the passage in front:

"It's Carlyye's people again. Are they going to collapse the place?"

"The snake is the guardian of the Magic Book, and Karleye's men are almost unable to suppress it."

"They shouldn't have let Karlaye's people come, those old venomous snakes are not the same as us."

"The key is the magic book, not to mention that we have to rely on the Eye of the Viper."

Jita watched the people pass by in a hurry in the dark, "How come the magicians of the Hawk family are here?" She was stunned. Listening to the conversation between these people, she subconsciously followed.

Now the entire empire knows that the Hawk family has undergone a major change. Duke Hawk's ship was attacked and crashed in Apenander. His life and death are uncertain. The reason behind this is definitely not just encountering thieves or cultists.

Everyone thought they could not take care of themselves, and they never thought that the other party's magician would appear in this rally, and those people did not look very worried.

The Karleye they called was the most mysterious one among the seven families, the soul snake Karleye Draka, which the imperialists called the poisonous snake. It is precisely because the spells of control are good at playing with people's hearts. Not only in the eyes of others, but in the Seven Magic family, most people are unwilling to deal with the controllers of these soul spells.

Among the five magic books mastered by the Seven Magicians family, one of them is located in the hands of the soul warlocks, but that magic book has no master.

The Empire had seven magic books, but only six naturalists, and that was why.

Jita didn't care about Karleye, and she didn't know much about this mysterious family, but she became curious about the Eye of the Viper. When she asked the "Hyna" Schubert, the other party mentioned that the magicians of the Seven Magic Family would hold a ceremony.

There is nothing strange about the magicians performing ritual spells. Most of the reason why the Seven Sages Council holds this assembly underground in the year is to perform several ritual spells, the most important of which is the prophetic ritual.

In fact, the great prophecy of the Empire seven centuries ago was drawn in a similar ritual.

Of course, that great prophecy was the result of the grand event of astrology from the Star and Moon Council. At that time, the most famous astrology warriors in the entire empire were invited by the magic emperor to gather in the imperial court.

Even astrology warriors from outside Sintaan participated in the gathering and joined forces to witness the prophecy. The astrology warriors left many prophecies in the long history of centuries, not only mortals, but also the rain-caster priests of Gudasok.

However, the 'hyena' Schubert repeatedly mentioned the Eye of the Snake in his words, which attracted Jita's attention. A brotherhood killer naturally did not understand the magicians' strange things, and the other party probably had just heard of it.

To further ask what it is and what it does, Schubert couldn't answer.

Now that these magicians mentioned Carleye again, the scholar's daughter naturally became curious, and she had sufficient reasons to keep up with these Hawk family magicians. It was strange enough that the other party appeared here.

Unexpectedly, as she chased in that direction, there was an extremely long dark corridor behind her. The distance was so long that Jita was a little doubtful whether she had walked out of the Ouli Temple area, and the target she was tracking was also missing.

The other party walked faster than she thought. If she hadn't encountered any fork in the way, she would have almost thought she had lost it.

But just as I was thinking, a fork in the road appeared in front of me. The corridor was perpendicular to the one she came, forming a T-shaped shape. From left to right, the scholar's fingertips rose, but the glimmer of light could not shine out of the end of the corridor.

The sight on both sides disappeared into the endless shadows.

Jita frowned, she turned the pages and recited a gentle sentence, and a white ghost rose from the ground. The ghost with no face and facial features floated in front of her, and the scholar asked, "Where should I go?"

The ghost paused for a moment and then floated in one direction.

Jita hesitated for a moment. This ghost was the one that King Angeles had encountered in the legend. During the Northern War, he and his knights were lost in the Black Forest, but for a mysterious ghost, he led them out of the maze composed of evil magic of tree spirits.

It was also a turning point in the founding of the Northern Empire, and it was one of the familiar stories by the empires. But the ghost she summoned here was just an existence made in her story, and in essence, it was more similar to a prophetic spell.

The problem with prophetic spells is that fate sometimes misinterprets people's hearts. As astrology said, the correct future is not necessarily the best one. They just find the answer from it, but the answer sometimes does not represent everything.

She should have asked: "What direction did those people go?"

The clearer the problem, the more obvious the effect of the prophetic spell, but this time the person she was going to track was a group of magicians, not a brotherhood killer who knew nothing about magic.

What's more, those magicians who are spell-based are best at sensing spells. As long as the etheric connection is applied to the other party, the other party can immediately sense that someone is tracking them with spells behind them.

However, Jita was just hesitating for a moment. She looked at the direction where the ghost disappeared and quickly followed.

The corridor was empty, and there were only rustling footsteps in the darkness. Jita used another small spell to eliminate her footsteps. After walking in silence for a while, she felt that she had entered a small room.

This time she did not cast the lighting spell again.

She felt something seemed to be in the room. She walked forward two steps before she saw a statue standing in front of her - a girl with her hands folded in a bush of thorns, and even the thorns were carved from stone, and even the barbs on it were exquisitely visible.

The thorns were circling the growth of things that symbolize death. Viper snakes crawled out of one of the skeletons, and thorny roses grew on the other side. The statue of the girl was located in the center of these symbols between life and death. She closed her eyes and her long hair drooped to the floor.

The scholar's lady couldn't help but stretch out her hand, and the girl's statue clasped her hands and responded with a cold touch.

She recognized the scene in front of her.

In the handwritten notes that Fang Zhu got from the Grand Princess Rupert, one of the interludes was exactly what she saw at this moment, but the girl painted in the interludes was mysterious, and the statue in front of her was full of sacred breath.

What surprised her slightly.

How did things on the notes Istaniya appear here? In Cintaan, within the empire?

Jita frowned. Behind this sacred breath, the statue might be part of the shrine, but in her perception, she had never heard of such a god.

Is it life and death in the shadow?

Not long ago, she had heard of the twin sister of Aimeya, Ms. Shadow in the Woods, but the shadow lady is said to be very beautiful, but the two are just living and dying, with a slightly different image and outfit.

The goddess of the shadow in the forest is said to appear rarely before the world, so that some Aimeya's believers even think that she and the Lady of the Forest are the same person. All things grow in the forest, but there is also the slaughter and desolation of winter, and the two are originally one.

And the one in front of him.

She looked much younger than Ms. Aimeya, and her eyebrows were frowning, as if she had witnessed some suffering. That painful look was definitely not something that Ms. Forest's sister could see in the field she was in.

That kind of suffering adds a bit of indescribable weirdness to this mystery. The scholars have actually seen that style. It is just that in the holy statues of some cultists, they advocate pain and disaster, and there are many such incongruous unity on their statues.

Both sacred and depraved.

Jita approached some of the scriptures that were actually to see the many scriptures hanging on the slender stone arms of the girl's statue. The scriptures were naturally made of stone carvings, but they seemed to be engraved with some words, which were fine and dense - she thought it was a prayer at first, but later she found that it was not.

Jita raised her head slightly and looked around. She did not forget that she was chasing the magician of the Hawk family. Although she was a little surprised by the scene in front of her, she also had to confirm that she had not stepped into the trap.

As she looked up, the magic book in her hand also shone slightly, and an indefinite spell spread around. If someone existed within her detection range, the spell would naturally warn her - of course, naturally, the other party would also notice her spell.

But at this time, she didn't care about so much. Where did she get a perfect plan in this world?

However, the spell swept into the empty room and found that there was no other person here. The feeling made Jita a little strange. Her spell seemed to have fallen into a quagmire. In theory, even if no one was present, she should be able to reach the walls on all sides.

To be on the safe side, she released another spell, but the same feeling was the same. But even Jita herself didn't notice that when her magic book lit up, the scriptures on the stone statue's arm lit up slightly.

But the light was so dim and short that it did not attract the attention of the scholar's lady even in the dark.

At this moment, she focused on this room. She stopped the spell and walked around the room and confirmed with her own hands that there was indeed a wall there. After measuring, she also concluded that there was nothing wrong with her spell.

This room is not actually big. It should indeed be similar to a shrine, with only this statue among them, and there is no one else.

Although she was a little confused about why her magic responded like that, Jita returned to the statue again, and this time she could finally look carefully at the text on the scriptures on the statue's arm. It would be fine if she didn't read it, but after seeing it, she was surprised to find that she could read the words-

That is Yuanhai’s document.

Her understanding of Yuanhai’s document still comes from when she was in Istaña, when Luo Yu met the great magician Karatu, who learned advanced knowledge about naturalists under each other, and she also completed the transformation from a narrator to a reader.

At that time, what Karatu showed them was actually the long scroll of the sea.
To be continued...