To the emperor, he didn't care about the process, only the results. But to another group of shrine maidens who were looking for performance, their teacher's actions were just like causing trouble. Unfortunately, the young shrine maidens didn't even dare to complain.
In the witch tower, Sophia is not only the senior and oldest, but she is also vaguely touched by the legendary magic - the edge of great prophecy. No one dares to offend such an old woman. If she is a
No, if she curses before kicking her legs, she will be in trouble for the rest of her life.
Therefore, the young miko who actively expressed herself ignored what her teacher had done. Anyway, after moving so many things out, she would only move them back in the end. Before starting the ceremony, she even flattered the emperor a few words, and then in the solemn atmosphere
, chanting the incantation of prophecy.
Divination is different from most magic. It does not have customized incantations. All words are just to bring the person who performs the ritual into that wonderful state and get a glimpse of the reality of the world. In the vast and boundless past, if you want to find a specific
The 'truth' of course requires very clear guidance.
Mr. Becker's handwriting with strong emotions can be regarded as a qualified introduction. At least in the dark, the light that represents the answer is so strong and conspicuous that people will not look in the wrong direction.
Moving forward in the long river of history, the scenes that have happened flow into the mind of the miko, and then are forgotten, leaving no trace of memory. When her consciousness comes into contact with the origin of the truth, the miko in reality stands
I opened the paper in front of me and prepared to record everything I saw.
Suddenly, the corners of my mouth and ears felt wet. At the same time, I felt like I was crying, and tears couldn't stop falling from my eyes.
When the first ear-piercing scream sounded, it was like the beginning of hell. All the witches who participated in the ceremony were bleeding from all their holes. They used their sharp nails to tear open their thin clothes and scratch their skin.
Whether it's the arms, the body, or the once beautiful face. Even if you just stand next to them, you can feel the pain.
The magic materials piled up everywhere were like flying ash. The tiny particles that made up the matter continued to scatter into the air, looking colorful and crystal-clear, like a dream. But the old emperor knew that this was not wonderful at all. This
It means that the magic materials used to replace the most primitive sacrifice, human beings, are being consumed at a speed that ordinary people cannot imagine.
The more things disappear, the shriller the screams of the witches become. But there is no turning back for what has been started. The price of peering into the future and the unknown is unimaginable for ordinary people. And the reality that gradually becomes clear
Use blood-red ink to write on the paper, stroke by stroke.
Soon, the magic materials used as sacrifices were all gone, but there was no sign of the end of the prophecy. The next ones chosen as sacrifices were the little witches standing in the magic circle. They stood in the prophecy magic
At the outermost edge of the formation, people clasped their hands and knelt down to pray, praying in their hearts that the waveless power would ignore their existence; they chanted faster with their mouths, hoping that the ceremony would end as soon as possible.
However, things in the world are not always as expected.
When the first shriveled body collapsed, the entire prophecy ritual moved in an uncontrollable direction.
The flesh, flesh and bones were also turned into flying ash, crystal clear, and were swept into the sky in the center of the magic circle, disappearing completely. Such a picture of purgatory shocked the old emperor who was watching.
He originally thought that he was old enough and had seen enough things, so he should not be surprised. But this time before him today, it was something he had never heard of, something he had never seen before. A story about how he ultimately lost his life for a mere prophecy.
, I have heard about it since childhood. But no one thought that one day it would happen before their eyes.
The old emperor subconsciously wanted to get up and leave. He held on to the armrests of the chair, and just as he was about to stand up, Sophia pushed him back into his seat. She said in a hoarse and trembling voice: "Wait until everyone outside is dead before leaving."
This instruction was clear enough that even the emperor lost his temper. He sat back obediently and watched the situation unfold. During the process, the powerful force that swept through everything in the ceremony room repeatedly impacted the outer perimeter of the safe zone, and even dissociated.
The outermost magic circle.
It can be said that if Sophia had not activated this magic circle to the highest standards, I am afraid that all the people inside would have died. It could be the highest level of defense that is enough to prevent the soul pressure of the Lord of the Abyss, or the punishment from the gods.
Although the magic circle cannot withstand a few times, it can withstand one or two blows from beings of that level, which is also a rare thing in this world.
Just as this dazzling and colorful show gradually subsided, the ceremony room was filled with remnants of tattered clothes, and no one was wearing them. Any ornaments or fabrics with a trace of power were turned into fly ash during the previous ceremony, becoming
part of the results of the prophecy. The rest are ordinary mundane materials. Some magic circles have become gray and pitted, as if they have completely lost the power contained in them.
Instructing the emperor who did not have a deep understanding of magic to sit down, Sophia walked out of the magic circle tremblingly and walked towards the paper scroll recording the answer. But the old witch had not taken a few steps, and suddenly
He took out a short dagger from his arms and cut his eyes open, causing blood to flow profusely.
The few living old witches didn't take it seriously, but the old emperor was not so calm. There must be something dangerous to take it so seriously, and he didn't even dare to look at it.
Although Sophia was temporarily blind, her heart was not blind. She moved forward cautiously while groping, and finally she came to the long paper with records. She moved slowly and carefully to collect the long paper and turned it into a paper scroll.
Finally, Sophia exhaled a breath as if she was relieved. She said to the back: "Someone, help me."
At this time, several old witches who were younger than her quickly walked out of the magic circle and supported the old man who had committed suicide. Several others skillfully took out medicine and healed the old witch's eyes.
Injuries on.
This is a little trick for them. They cut the outermost layer of the eyeball to make themselves temporarily blind and avoid seeing things they shouldn't see. As long as they undergo treatment and conditioning, the vision of the eyes can be restored. Of course, doing this will not affect the vision.
It will be completely restored to the original state, which can be said to be a last resort.
Of course, the old emperor knew the tricks of the witches and understood the seriousness behind them. Looking at the scroll that was handed over, he had mixed feelings in his heart. It turned out that the rumors about the two magicians and the prophecy were actually true.
Not only is it true, but the truth may be even scarier.
Although he hasn't read the records in the scroll yet, the old emperor has already added the note 'Keep away from strangers' on those two people. In order to avoid being insulted by being called cowards again, he also plans to suppress this matter.
In the end, I will never take action. Anyway, based on my age, it is estimated that others will not scold me for a few more years.
But... what exactly is recorded in it? Although the composure brought by age prevented the old emperor from committing suicide, he still couldn't help but feel curious in his heart.
As if she understood the character of the person in front of her, Sophia, with the support of other witches, said: "I told you, if you want to die, get away and don't die in the tower. Who wants this deadly thing? Let him
Open it yourself and don’t let anyone else touch it.”
Although the old emperor had spoken freely before, when he encountered such a life-related matter, he handed the scroll to the knight beside him without saying a word. If he said he wouldn't touch it, he wouldn't touch it. At the same time, he asked:
"Is there anything else I should pay attention to? Grandma Sophia."
"What if I said the list wasn't over yet."
"It's not over yet! How is this possible!" The old emperor was startled.
"Isn't it possible? You, the emperor, don't have the final say. If I had known that everyone would die, I wouldn't have had to ask people to take out the sacrifices in stock. I originally hoped to save one or two, but what happened? I wanted to die.
You can’t save those who are sleeping, you can’t wake those who are pretending to be asleep, everything is useless, it’s useless! Damn it!”
Because Sophia was injured and emotional, she slapped the old emperor on the back of his head and left the devastated ceremony room. What can the old emperor who was sprayed for no reason say? He touched his nose and swallowed.
.This is not the first time that the old woman has sprayed someone else's face with saliva. With a sigh, the old emperor didn't care about the maids who were still cleaning up the aftermath, and left with his trusted knight.
The loss of the Witch Tower is only serious, but it is nothing to the emperor of an empire. For subsequent recruitment of manpower and training of a new generation of wizards, Granny Sophia can naturally take care of everything. No matter how special the bloodline is,
, how could half of the huge empire not be found?
Besides, I, the emperor, have left the Witch Tower to dry for decades, but I haven’t seen all the people here die. Instead, I have killed and burned, burned and killed, and the inheritance here has still not been cut off.
But should this scroll really be handed over to Duke Becker? Should it be handed over? On this point, the old emperor was not so sure.
If he has any idea after seeing it, he will only have a reputation of using dirty methods to deal with political opponents. This will be detrimental to his long-term efforts. No matter how fierce and stinky some people are,
I also endured it, in order to establish a rule not to kill easily.
Otherwise, would it be difficult for him as an emperor to kill him thousands of miles away? It is precisely because it is too simple, so we should be more cautious. Some things can be done, but should not be done. Because of this moderation, maybe things
It cannot achieve perfection, but at least it can avoid the worst situation. Risking the fate of the country is the last stupid thing a king should do.
But it seems wrong not to hand over the scroll. Although it is only an illegitimate son of the old man, it is also his blood. Moreover, he will also be responsible for the losses at the Witch Tower. In this way, the thing in his hand
He had to hand it over. So for the sake of the old man's life, he could only state the interests in a public place, and then let unimportant people open the scroll and recite its contents.
All I can say is that I hope the old man doesn't seek death on his own.