Chapter 693: The Secret Inherited by the Supreme Witch
The golden shuriken successfully interrupted the chant of the Finger of Death.
Sherlock, in the form of the holy dragon, charged forward with smoke and force in front of the red-robed mage, and punched him.
-605!
The shield blocked the damage, and the red-robed mage behind the shield snorted coldly: "Sure enough, there are still people!"
Sherlock swung his fists repeatedly and continuously bombarded the shield. Although it did not cause any real damage, it still made the opponent unable to cast spells with peace of mind.
flash!
The red-robed mage flashed out from a distance of nearly twenty feet, uttered a note in his mouth, and three looming black swords appeared beside him.
At the same time, the storage ring on his right hand flashed with light, and a demon statue of normal human size fell out.
Sherlock wanted to attack again, but the golem holding a huge shield and a one-handed ax came forward with three long swords that could attack automatically.
The red-robed mage on the other side was still uneasy, so he put on two layers of bloody shields one after another, and then used the voice phantom to separate two fake bodies.
After taking all these protective measures, he observed the sneak attacker not far away.
"It's actually a Druid!" the red-robed mage said in shock. He originally thought it was a patrol member here or another witch.
"wrong!"
He suddenly discovered something, but when he shouted out, five golden lights accurately broke through his two blood shields one after another.
Then, a black shadow shot out from the side, and two sword lights flashed across his throat.
Coffin seal!
The Coffin of the Holy Mother, a semi-artifact level, always successfully takes effect when faced with such a high-level NPC, temporarily sealing the opponent's spellcasting ability.
Immediately afterwards, four black steel vines wrapped around the limbs of the red-robed mage and dragged him into the air.
Sunlight and flames!
The huge beam of light mercilessly swallowed up the figures in the air.
The holy dragon form, the fireweed form, the catwoman form, the three shadow clones plus the flower leaves entangled the red-robed mage, and the blue frog form as the main body finally found the magic node of the gap domain.
A golden shuriken successfully broke through the blockade of the Gap Realm. Sherlock picked up Cordelia and activated the random teleportation technique.
The distance of one mile was not teleported out of the Ghost Forest.
The red-robed mage's strength is definitely on the level of Professor McGonagall, and he has no chance of winning in a head-on battle.
It's lucky to be able to use a few clones to catch the opponent by surprise and then lead them to escape.
Worried that the opponent would chase him out again, Sherlock flew north for three hours, and finally stopped at ease when he arrived near Leatherman's important northern town of Mulfutan.
Mulfutan is heavily guarded by the Iron King, and even the chief of the Red Robe Mage Guild probably wouldn't dare to pursue it easily.
"How are you?" Sherlock put Cordelia down and summoned Huayidi to prepare for treatment.
"Ahem~" Cordelia sat up: "Don't waste it, my life has been cut off."
"I can ask Huayidi to bring you life. If you persist to the ice and snow castle, maybe the Supreme Witch can save you."
"Haha, let the Supreme Witch save me?" Cordelia smiled bitterly: "And then let her imprison me for twenty-seven years?"
"Perhaps she has forgiven you after so many years." Sherlock advised.
"Forgive me?" Cordelia coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood excitedly: "What right does she have to forgive me!"
"Sorry." Sherlock was silent.
He originally thought that Cordelia had done something wrong to be imprisoned by the Supreme Witch, but now it seems that this is not the case.
"Do you know why she imprisoned me?" Cordelia asked herself and answered: "Because she couldn't let go of her position as the Supreme Witch!"
Maybe it was because Sherlock saved her, or maybe he wanted to tell this secret before he died.
Anyway, from Cordelia's mouth, a secret about the Supreme Witch slowly emerged.
All of this starts with the inheritance of the Supreme Witch.
The Supreme Witch is a status, and it is also an inheritance of power.
Unlike what Sherlock learned, this inheritance is not something that the Supreme Witch can control or even predict.
Under normal circumstances, about every seventy or eighty years, a new supreme witch will be born in the land of Leatherman.
When she begins to grow and become stronger, the power of inheritance will slowly pour into her body;
At the same time, the power of the previous Supreme Witch will gradually weaken, and her body will age faster.
If the new supreme witch dies unexpectedly during the inheritance process, this inheritance power will immediately randomly select a witch to start the inheritance again, until someone finally masters this power.
The secrets about inheritance have always been spread only among the previous supreme witches.
Generally speaking, with the blessing of the power of inheritance, the successor is often the one with the strongest talent at the same time.
Therefore, when every supreme witch feels that their power begins to decline, they will select the most talented witch from the country as their heir to train.
When the power of inheritance is finally transferred, the new Supreme Witch will naturally appear.
Throughout Leatherman's long history, the inheritance of the Supreme Witch has been carried out in accordance with this tradition.
Until Cordelia's generation!
Cordelia was a post-war orphan who was adopted by Fiona, the supreme witch at the time, after she was found to have a talent for spellcasting.
Fiona is very good to Cordelia, and they are both master and apprentice, as well as mother and daughter.
And Cordelia did not disappoint Fiona's expectations. From the beginning of learning magic, she showed a talent far beyond ordinary people.
At just over 20 years old, she made a huge name in the entire desperate Eastern Region. She successfully defeated everyone and became the first heir to the Supreme Witch. She was hailed as the Snow Queen by the entire Leatherman.
There are various signs that Cordelia is the new Supreme Witch.
If nothing unexpected happens next, as long as Fiona grows old, the power of inheritance will be transferred to Cordelia's body, replacing Fiona as the new Supreme Witch.
But when Fiona really faced aging and the constant loss of strength, she began to be afraid.
She doesn't want to grow old, die, or lose the power and power of the Supreme Witch.
She tried everything to stop this, but to no avail.
Looking at Cordelia's young body, the increasingly powerful magic power, jealousy, fear, greed, and various negative emotions finally made her make a decision that no one could have imagined.
She made up a lie and found a way to seal Cordelia with evil spells, so that the power of inheritance could not flow normally, but it was not cut off.
In this way, Fiona, as the current Supreme Witch, can control this powerful magic forever.
This method did successfully buy Fiona twenty-seven years, but as the remaining inherited power in Cordelia gradually dies out, the new Supreme Witch will soon be reborn.
"So, the purpose of the Red Robe Mage Association is to accelerate the inheritance of the Supreme Witch." Sherlock seemed to have clarified the various relationships.
Cordelia couldn't help but worry: "During the inheritance of the Supreme Witch, the old king fell, and the new king was unable to fully control the power in a short period of time. That was the time when the Witch Alliance was most vulnerable.
Serge will definitely take the opportunity to stir up disputes between the two countries, adventurer, Leatherman needs your help."
"Me?" Sherlock said in shock.
When it comes to the war between the two countries, if you are not at the level of the Supreme Witch, your personal role is almost negligible. How can he, a Druid who has not yet reached Level 2, be qualified to intervene.
"As a Harper, I think you have no reason to refuse to fight against the Red Wizards." Cordelia pointed to the badge on Sherlock's chest that had not yet been replaced and said, "I have something I need you to do."
"What's the matter?" Sherlock didn't refuse.
"There is a pool of spring water in the deepest part of the frozen canyon that contains the power of nature. Wearing the crystal condensed from this spring water can accelerate the inheritance of the supreme witch.
I hope you can take one, so that if the situation I predict does happen in the future, it can help the new supreme witch master the power as soon as possible.
Fiona is too obsessed with the power of the Supreme Witch, and she will not allow her witches to have any chance to gain access to this power, so I can only ask you." Cordelia sincerely requested.
"Whether as a harpist or an explorer, I can't refuse this kind of adventure." Sherlock agreed without hesitation.
"That's good." Cordelia smiled in relief, and the little vitality left in her body suddenly began to disappear: "Unfortunately, I have nothing to give you."
What reward could be more precious than the Spindle of Doom? Sherlock asked Huayidi hurriedly while letting Huayedi continue to live: "Actually, I came to Leatherman to find something."
"Is the Spindle of Doom the legendary loom of destiny?" Cordelia narrowed her eyes and said with difficulty, "I didn't expect you to be... the whereabouts of such a thing."
"Have you heard of it?"
"heard, never heard of."
Cordelia's answer surprised Sherlock.
Although he did not use thought detection, he believed that the other party did not need to lie at this time.
But in this way, the possibility of finding the Spindle of Doom in Leatherman becomes even lower.
"If you really want to find it..." Cordelia took off her ice crystal ring: "This ring... can enter and leave the ice and snow castle freely."
"Uh..." Sherlock felt like he was going to do something bad and be exposed.
"I feel... recognition of you, I believe you..." After saying that, Cordelia closed her eyes completely and lost her breath.
"It's easy for you to trust people." Sherlock complained, but he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.
In the Forgotten Kingdom, countless souls died under his sword;
But the person who fell into her arms and said he believed in you before he died was the first one.
I don't know why, but he didn't want to live up to this expectation.
