The wooden bowl held in the hands of the Son of Forest Green is pale and rough, with many twisted faces carved on it, like the face of a tree in the heart. Among them, the gray-white liquid made of ashes is viscous and generally solid.

The color of the liquid is strange, grayish white and dull, and the scarlet silk threads emit a blood-like color under the light of fire.

"This is the leaf juice of the fish beam wood." Seeing that he had not responded to the bowl of liquid handed to him for a long time, the son of the forest in front of him whispered: "It is not harmful to humans."

With the eyes of reality, Charles is not afraid of anything tricky inside. He just feels that this thing doesn't look like something delicious.

So just hesitated for a moment, then he brought the wooden bowl over and slapped it all.

The paste-like liquid slowly flowed into the mouth, and a bitter earthy smell appeared at the bottom of the tongue. However, slowly, this disgusting smell gradually turned into a sweet and sour taste, and the fragrance became more and more aftertaste.

"It's about the same as that night shadow water."

Silently commented, and at the command of the son of the forest, he sat on the rattan chair and closed his eyes.

The son of the forest immediately extinguished the torch, and under the darkness, Charle closed his eyes tightly, his thinking gradually slowed down, and began to become hazy and dizzy.

...

In a trance, he turned into a scepter, born from the hands of an old witch covered in chicken skin, and was sceptered with various spells and runes.

Since his birth, he has been quietly watching the witch use witchcraft to create various illusions to deceive a group of natives in the mountains.

The blinded natives slowly began to worship a false god named Seven Gods, closely connected to the scepter. They used the seven-pointed star as the totem, the seven-pointed number as the lucky number, and blessed the brave warriors with holy oil, calling them knights.

However, the place they lived in, called the Andal Mountains, was limited in its place. So under the influence of a person's will behind the scepter, the indigenous tribe led a large number of people in the mountains and fields conquered by miracles, crossing the ocean and finally came to Westeros.

Then conquer, war, advance...

As the scepter gave mankind a strong will to faith, the Andals' army was indestructible. It was not until they arrived at a swamp called Kalin Bay in the north that they returned home in a defeated manner by the resistance of a large number of locals and local gods.

After that, the Andals prospered and grew in the south of Westeros, and their scepters continued to rise and fall, and their masters continued to change.

This scepter eventually fell into the hands of those who were interested and turned it into a powerful weapon to destroy magic and destroy the Targaryen dragons.

But as time goes by, this scepter born under human belief seems to have been constantly changing its abilities with the human heart, and gradually giving birth to spirituality.

So much so that he was afraid.

Afterwards, the scepter was lost due to the war, and the long dust began.

Until a young man broke into the ruined hill and snatched it out of the coffin.

The picture ended here and then changed hazyly.

...

He became a newly born baby boy. He grew up in an aristocratic family, with good fathers and gentle mothers. His good education made him love everything around him very much.

Although he grew up and realized the cruel side of the world, he could not change his original nature.

He finally became a missionary, serving the Seven Gods sincerely, and traveled to various cities in Westeros to preach the doctrine of the Seven Star Bible.

However, when he came to a place called Luanhe City, war broke out and his devout life came to an abrupt end.

A black-haired mercenary cut off his head with one sword because he said a little.

...

The third screen changes.

He became a barbaric villain in the memory of the missionary. He was born in Luanhe City in the Sancha River Basin. He was born in a wealthy family and had no worries about food and clothing.

But his background did not bring him much good upbringing. Instead, he became active since childhood and gradually became a powerful soldier.

Strong, and savage.

He is evil by nature, oppresses the weak, acts arrogantly and unreasonably, promiscuously, cruelly and bloodthirsty...

Until he drank a glass of poisonous wine without any warning, his evil and refreshing life ended.

...

In the fourth transformation, he still became a baby. But unlike before, he was a baby girl this time.

From birth, to growth, to education, to attend a dance, life changes due to someone, leaving the family, and arriving in a remote small city...

Finally, I met her irritable and weird little nephew, and my life ended.

...

For the fifth time, he was born in a magnificent palace and became a prince of a country in an ancient continent.

As a baby, he has a fat nurse who specializes in taking care of himself, a beautiful mother and a majestic father, and a kind godfather who often sends blessings to him.

It was like this at first, but as he grew up, his thinking ability began to be born and matured.

The childish remarks of his peers around him made him disdainful. His arrogant attitude when the godfather visited his parents also made him disgusted. His childhood worship had already quietly disappeared.

At the age of 17, after winning a conflict with a monk in the church, he returned to the palace with smug satisfaction. He was slapped to the ground by his harsh father.

"Why hit me?" He looked at the other party in confusion.

"This is already light!" My father said sternly: "Now, follow me to the church and apologize!"

"Why?"

"Just rely on the church's fist!"

So that day he spent the most humiliating day in his life.

After that, he gradually restrained his temperament, kept himself low-key, made himself tolerant, and let himself slowly grow cunning.

So in the end he became a prince known for his grace and gentleness, treating others with a polite manner and a calm and dignified manner.

But who knows what kind of anger is hidden under that perfect appearance?

A stain of life always entangled him, making him unable to forget it for a long time, and even became obsessed with it. He began to look for some mysterious books and began to study how to fight against the church.

And when this kind of study reached a certain level, he began to develop his own small power.

The youngest son of the Military Minister, the younger brother of the Foreign Minister, and the eldest daughter of the Finance Minister's family...

Many nobles of the kingdom, many future stars, and many young people with potential have become his pawns and lackeys.

"I will scare you in the end."

Whenever his organization grows stronger, he will unconsciously think of his humiliating day.

However, this idea changed quietly as he accidentally came into contact with other similar people.

He learned many secrets and gradually realized how naive he had thought of fighting the church.

So in the end, he gave up his blatant confrontation idea and instead secretly pursued great causes with other similar organizations.

Relying on his own resources and good education, he quickly climbed among his kind, and after more than ten years of development, he has basically been one of the few existences in the country.

Therefore, he finally participated in an important plan - exploring and discovering a mysterious ruin.

The ruins are full of ancient secrets. If they can be excavated smoothly, then there will be a hint of hope and possibility of his idea of ​​fighting the church.

He is very much looking forward to this.

Unfortunately, the first excavation ended in failure. The ruins are indeed full of secrets, but also full of crises.

They suffered heavy casualties.

However, just as he was about to regroup and go to explore again, the church came to the door.

"Damn bitch!"

After realizing it, he secretly scolded himself for not cleaning up his backhand earlier. Facing the enemy's tracking, he hurriedly directed the nest to escape.

Unfortunately, this was completely futile.

The seal of heaven descended him and all his people were isolated from the real world, unable to cast spells or escape.

The fire spread and covered the entire island, and countless people were burned to death in front of him.

Fortunately, an ancient secret technique originated from the ruins made him eventually escape the seal of heaven, and took advantage of the inherent arrogance of the church. He successfully got rid of the enemy and plundered two spell casting materials.

One of them was the nephew of the old lover who had hurt him badly, Charles Corranston.

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely use him to vent his anger, but he would have long dreams. He did not do that, but was preparing to fight and decide quickly.

Prepare materials, carve ritual magic circles, chant spells...

There was no accident at all, everything was planned.

Just as he entered the other party's spiritual world, he discovered some special trace of talent.

So he changed his mind and instead used brute force to attack the opponent's spirit body.

Although the spell of taking over the body requires a lot of preparation in the early stage, if the spiritual gap between the two is too large, there will be not so many twists and turns.

So he was very convinced of this. Although the other party was special, he was still too weak.

"Weakness is the original sin."

He sneered cruelly, and kept hitting the other person's spiritual body with his own spirituality - that was the most vulnerable part of the spiritual body.

Once, two, three times, glass-like cracks gradually appeared and expanded on all sides.

Finally, a hole flashing with the painted black sieve broke out with the impact.
To be continued...