Concentrating on [Item Locating Technique], Chabron ran wildly in the rain and ran wildly on the streets.
The water on the ground splashed up due to the boy's hurried footsteps.
The mud stained the little priest's shiny scales black, and the dirt was immediately washed away by the rain.
The rain became heavier and heavier, turning from a violin solo into a grand symphony.
The heavy rain wet the skirt of his clothes, and the raindrops rolled down his face, outlining Qingjun's facial features.
He didn't speak.
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The little priest ran, ran. He tried hard to stay away from Jacks' new house and away from the first target located by the spell.
[Item locating technique] can only locate the "nearest" search target!
Therefore, during the duration, he has to actively move away from the first target, so that the "nearest" target that meets the search conditions changes, so as to locate more iron books.
He believed that as a level 16 character, Jacks was undoubtedly capable of dealing with the dangers upstairs in his home. Now he needed to verify another, more important thing.
Getting further and further away.
10 meters, 20 meters, 40 meters...
Appeared!
Goal 2!
In his perception that was amplified by the spell, a second shining point of light appeared. In his perception that stretched for hundreds of meters, the light from the newly positioned target was as clear as a lighthouse in the dark night.
This means that he has located another qualified target - another iron book with the same style and size, with no words on the cover.
[Item locating technique] can only locate the "nearest" item of the same type.
Chabron looked along the perception brought by the spell, that was the direction of the police station.
Is the second iron book in the police station?
The surprise only made the young man hesitate for half a second. He did not stop because of this, nor did he move towards the second target of the spell.
According to his mathematical common sense, the priest of the God of Knowledge connected the two target points that had already been determined into a line segment in his mind - the midpoint of the line segment was roughly his location. Then, he did this in his mind
Draw an "auxiliary line" perpendicular to the midpoint of the line connecting the two points.
Follow this "auxiliary line" made in your mind and move in a direction away from the line segment, so that you can move away from the two targets at the same time, ensuring that you can successfully locate the third "nearest" target.
The priest of the Eternal Linker ran wildly in the heavy rain, not caring that the rain washed away his face and armor.
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In the expanded perception of the prophetic spell, old points of light disappear and new points of light appear.
The old lighthouse went out, and a new lighthouse stood in the dark ocean.
Goal 3!
The new target is in a house made of limestone.
Chabron knew the owner of the house, which was Ulan's bakery. He was a rare enthusiastic person in this indifferent town, and he had personally handed the golden fries wrapped in oil paper to Chabron.
The blond boy suppressed his emotions. The new evidence was more and more consistent with the terrible conjecture he had hidden deep in his heart.
He just ran forward.
Goal 4······
Behind the vertical rain curtains, the rows of limestone and wooden houses have turned into abstract and hazy pictures.
Goal 8······
Except for the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, the surrounding silence was heart-stoppingly silent.
Goal 13······
The small shops and bakeries were silent, like frozen movie scenes, and even pedestrians holding umbrellas were hardly seen.
Goal 21······
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Goal 82.
The police station in Windless Town, Ulan's bakery, the tent where Blue Shirt Bol sleeps, Aunt Martha's cabin...
The constant appearance of new points of light in the ocean of perception has made the little priest numb.
Under the search of [Item Location Technique], new targets appear one after another.
This iron book seems to be everywhere. As an obviously anomalous object, it seems to be an indispensable part of baseline reality and daily life. It is treasured in the homes of every law-abiding resident of Wind Breeze Town.
Yes, he should have thought of [this] earlier, thought Chabrin.
That's why Warrior Jax has this book in his new home—because it's everywhere.
It is not a unique magical weapon of the secret sect in the shadows, nor a treasure carefully hidden by the dark priests, it is a part of the daily life of the residents of Wind's Breath Town!
The townspeople who sold the house to Uncle Jacks just left an ordinary daily utensil on the second floor of the house - whether it was malicious or unintentional.
The blond boy calmly recalled the few months he lived in Fengxi Town. Indeed, he did not see other townspeople take out this iron book. This shows that even if this mysterious iron book is common, it is private enough and will not be taken out of the house easily.
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What happened that made the magician bring out the iron book?
Is this related to the fire that nearly claimed the lives of Aaliyah and An Luo siblings?
At this time, Chabron stopped. At this time, he came to the center of Fengxi Town. In front of him was the largest square in the town - "Wind Song Square".
The irony is that the wind's song is never heard in a windless town.
The new positioning target is in the direction of the square.
The intensity of the rain suddenly decreased a bit. In the continuous drizzle, many people gathered together in the center of Fengge Square.
The crowd was busy and noisy.
The young man followed the instructions of [Object Location Technique], moved left and right, and got closer.
The positioning target shifted instantly, and the position indicated by the sensing light spot moved a few meters, but it was still in the crowd.
Chabron knew why—
Because the forward path approaching the target is not a straight line, the prophecy spell senses a new legal search target that is judged to be the "nearest" while moving left and right.
It only took the priest of the God of Knowledge a moment to know what this meant:
There was more than one iron book in the crowd.
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"Why is it raining at this time again?"
There was a voice from the crowd.
"The fire still won't light."
I heard someone say again.
"Is the Fire Festival going to be postponed again?"
Another person said this.
Chabron still remembered that the last time it rained was the night he traveled through, a stormy night——
Strong winds allowed the fire to spread, and then heavy rain extinguished the flames.
Then, Chabron seemed to hear An Luo's voice, mixed in with the noise of the crowd.
The young priest squeezed through, slowly pushing through the hustle and bustle of people, and approached the center of the square step by step.
Without the crowd blocking his view, the front suddenly became clear, and an unimaginable scene came into Chabron's eyes——
Under the watch of many townspeople, in the center of Fengge Square without Fengge, there was a simple wooden cross, with a messy pile of wood underneath.
Next to the cross, there is a scarecrow without any supernatural sign - not some murderous constructed monster, but a truly ordinary, motionless scarecrow - made of cut wood strips, cloth strips and scattered straw.
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Tied to the cross was a young boy with an extraordinary appearance.
His silver hair, which shone like the scales of a silver dragon, was wet from the rain and stuck tightly to his face. The little boy looked a little nervous, but he still gritted his teeth and seemed to be trying to control his unnecessary emotions.
An Luo.
The blond young pastor recognized him almost immediately——
This sweet-looking silver-haired young lady is the brother of the mage girl Arya and the nephew of the warrior Jax.
It was the only object of healing spells that traveled through the night.
He was the first child in the silent crowd to stand up and give Chabron flowers to express his gratitude, and...
A stranger like Chabron.
The uneasiness that the young pastor Chabron felt in the house before came from him.
The blond priest boy walked forward against the rain, and came to the cross, in front of An Luo.
The rain dampened Chabrine's golden blonde hair.
Seeing the familiar Priest of Eternal Light coming to him, the silver-haired boy seemed to feel a little more at ease, and the nervous look on his face slowly disappeared.
Then, An Luo plucked up the courage, opened his eyes wide, looked at Chabron with eyes that represented "seriousness" and "pleasure" to a child, and asked the priest favored by God in a childish voice:
"Brother Xia Bulin, do you know the magic of lighting fire in heavy rain?
