She raised the fluorescent stick in her hand, illuminating the surrounding space. The intertwined lines extended from her feet in all directions. Those lines were deep grooves etched on the hard bronze ground, and green water flowed in the grooves.
These gentle water flows are like a lush vine tree, branching and then converging, and finally flowing into the silent lake in front.
Endless symbols loomed in the entangled branches of the vine trees, and finally formed a perfect circular totem, surrounding the small lake.
The entire "Well of Oblivion" covers an area equivalent to the entire Kassel Academy!
Here, looking up to the top, in a space with metal as the ground, time seems to be frozen and the air is condensed.
This is a "field", but it is not a field caused by humans or dragons. The word spirits that trigger this field are the branches of those vine trees. The symbols on the entire ground form an unprecedented formation of word spirits.
"It turns out that after so many years, even if we have mastered such a powerful weapon as "science", when we finally seal the Dragon King, humans still have to rely on the dragon clan's own technology!" The black shadow sighed in a low voice, "Even if it's just two bodies.
Bones.”
Where the lines are tangled, there are altar-like platforms made of different materials. Dragon texts surround these platforms. These words with mysterious power combine different elements to form small areas.
"What a garbage dump." Black Shadow expressed disdain for those collections that could shock the world.
She pressed her fingers on her slender wrist, and there was a slight shock. A small artery exploded, and thick red blood dripped into a deep groove.
The blood was actually heavier than the iron-like cyan water. When it sank to the bottom, cyan and red mixed together, flowing and spreading.
The green, lush vine was dyed with a new color, the dark red of blood.
In the deep tank, bubbles appeared on the blue water surface, like some kind of violent chemical reaction. This reaction quickly heated the water to boiling, and the bubbles and water splashes jumped together.
The light illuminated the huge array of words and spirits, and a huge force was injected into it. The sparks of the array of words and spirits, and the dark red light flashed and extinguished regularly.
The low chanting voice of the black shadow controlled the entire space, suppressing all other sounds. Under this ancient and great spirit of words that had been lost for a long time, the light flashed faster and faster, and the huge group composed of countless dragon patterns finally lit up.
It looks like red-hot metal.
Then the light suddenly went out, and dark red steam rose up from all the deep grooves at the same moment. The flowing cyan water was evaporated, leaving white traces in the dry deep grooves that looked like they were corroded by strong acid.
The Formation of Word Spirit, or the seal, was destroyed.
It seems that the frozen air in the "Well of Oblivion" has returned to flow, and the sealed space has regained its freedom. Everything is relaxed and fresh, so...
Like a bunch of demons dancing around
The collections sealed on the altar came alive, in different ways.
"It's so noisy!" said the shadow.
Her voice was cold and gentle, but it swept through the entire space like a military order. Wherever the voice went, the demons trembled and fell silent again.
These "living spirits" hidden in the mummy, or preserved by alchemy technology for thousands of years, just woke up from their sleep and felt a pressure far more terrifying than eternal sleep. The invisible pressure came from the black shadow.
"You, keep playing." The shadow pointed at the music box, "I want some grand music. This should be a great reunion."
So the music box played a grand march. This was a brand new arrangement. From Bach to Beethoven, from classicism to romanticism, the famous songs and essences were copied. The spirits of musicians of all ages shined, and the ancient bells roared.
solemn.
The black shadow followed the rhythm of the music, advancing along the main trunk of the "tree vine" and entering the pool in front. This was the only place where there was still that kind of cyan water, and the blood was reacting violently with this water.
In the center of the pool is a huge circular altar. At this moment, only this altar is protected by the spirit of speech.
The shadow climbed onto the altar, took out a few fluorescent sticks, folded them, and held them high above his head.
She finally stopped in the center of the altar and looked at the things in front of her. She was silent for a long time, with a gentle tone in her voice. "We meet again. I still remember our covenant evidenced by blood, and vow to fight side by side with you until the blood is shed."
The flow will stop only when it is gone...but when I see you again, you will have withered."
There were two dry bones, one that looked like that of a boy and the other that looked like that of an adult man.
They are all glowing with a heavy bronze color, like two handicrafts made of pure copper.
Just like Jesus Christ who was crucified on the cross, the skeleton is lined with unfolded wing bones to form a perfect cross.
Dragon bone cross.
The black shadow stretched out his hands to touch the two withered faces, and suddenly laughed, "But don't be ridiculous, you won't die like this, right? This is not the way twins on the throne should die.
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"If you are really dead, why do they use such a huge formation of words and spirits to restrain you, are they afraid that your souls will still struggle to wake up?"
Of course the withered bones could not answer her. The withered bones were as quiet as a withered bones should be, maintaining the solemn posture of a questioner.
"Don't you want to answer me?" The shadow clasped the boy's skull with his fingers, "Then, let me untie you and your brother."
She clenched her fist, and several small arteries in her wrist burst. The thick blood flowed directly into the deep grooves at her feet, and these deep grooves directly entered the huge pool.
This time, the effect of the blood was obviously weakened. Just now, the black shadow used blood to destroy the huge dragon spell seal, but the water in the deep groove was limited. At this moment, the water veins of the central altar were connected to the pool, forming an almost endless support.
Although his blood has caused the pool to boil, the evaporation of the water is also consuming the blood.
"I didn't expect that there are humans who can create such an alchemical seal," Black Shadow's voice revealed fatigue, and it was obvious that the huge amount of blood consumption was devouring her spirit, "But for your resurrection, you have to pay some price. I
I was prepared when I came.”
She exerted force so hard that all four ventricles and atria contracted at full strength, controlling the movement of her heart and squeezing out blood from the blood vessels throughout her body in a way that was simply impossible for humans.
The dripping blood mixed into the pool and slowly settled to the bottom. Then with a deafening explosion, the water in the entire pool splashed towards the sky.
The power supporting the alchemical seal was interrupted, the sacred breath of death that enveloped the altar suddenly dispersed, and the last restraint was released!
The majestic march reaches its strongest note at this moment, as if Beethoven's soul is possessing him, and the kingdom of heaven has descended in "Ode to Joy".
"Stand up! Norton! Constantine! Show me the authority that belongs to the King of Bronze and Fire!" The black shadow clapped and roared.
No one answered her, and the two dragon bone crosses stood still, not showing even a trace of life.
Blue water droplets sprinkled on their faces, like a sudden drizzle.
The shadow stared at the two skeletons silently, "How sad, Norton, Constantine, it turns out you... are really dead."
"Please... play a sad song for us." The black shadow said softly.
The majestic march suddenly stopped, and after a period of chaotic noises - like a hurried band tuning, sound-checking, and replacing new music - the saddest and coldest music overflowed from the bent brass tubes of the music box.
"Perhaps it is because of ignorance of dreams that wandering people chase phantoms." The woman sang a gentle song in a bleak tone, like playing a dusty xylophone.
The black figure trembled slightly, and turned back to look in the direction of the sound. Another dark figure stood not far behind, and she did not make any sound when she came.
"Don't be afraid, I won't make a sneak attack. With your bloodline, it's enough to forcibly interrupt the formation of words and spirits here. If I try to sneak up on you from behind, you will definitely notice it." The shadow later said with a chuckle, obviously a man.
The girl's voice was clear and bouncy, revealing a bit of arrogance.
The shadow that came first was silent for a moment, already understanding what the other party meant.
She did not hear any sound, and if the other party was not approaching quietly, then the only explanation was that the other party was waiting for her there, and everything about her was controlled by the other party.
"Don't rush to attack. You have exposed your bloodline, but the fact that I am still standing here and talking to you patiently means that I am very sure that I will not lose. Right?" The other party said with a smile, and indeed there was no trace of nervousness in his voice.
"In matters like winning or losing, the loser can't always predict." The shadow said in a cold voice, "Mai Shutoku, right?"
"Oh, I'm so famous? Is my name also on the roster of Cassel College?" The other party snapped his fingers, and a beam of light shot down from a very high place, projecting a bright round spot on the metal floor.
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The tall and slender Mai Shutoku stood lazily in the beam with her hands in her arms, wearing a dark tights, two straight knives tied close to her thighs, and her long hair tied into a high ponytail.
"You actually have control over Norma?" Black Shadow was a little surprised.
"Since you can hack into Norma and disable the electronic warning devices, naturally I can too." Mai Shutoku smiled, "I also took some computer courses when I was at Tokyo University."
"I understand, no wonder you are waiting for me here."
"Yes, the Well of Oblivion where the Dragon Bone Cross is buried is the most heavily guarded area. It should have been inaccessible originally, but strangely, part of Norma's functions suddenly failed."
"I also suddenly thought that the well where the bones of the Dragon King are kept is a place that everyone wants to visit, right? So I am waiting here to see who will come. You are the first one." Mai Shutoku turned her head.
Looking to the side in the darkness, "He is the second one."
As if to answer her, the footsteps of a third person sounded in the darkness,
"How many people are interested in this thing on this campus? It's really interesting. It's almost a party. Unfortunately, there is still one person missing so that we can put together a mahjong table." The black shadow said calmly.
"Yes, yes, everyone is playing mahjong." Behind the black shadow, someone actually spoke and raised his hand high.
"Nice to meet you, everyone." Mai Shutoku gave a high-five.
Each has a beam of focused light shining on the other three black figures. At this moment, what should be the most ferocious true face is exposed. The bodies of the three black figures are tense, and they are in an offensive posture. The murderous intention in the air is tense.
The strings of the piano are about to explode...
Suddenly someone yawned...it came from the fifth person.
He slowly walked out of the darkness, holding an ancient bronze sword in his arms, "Sorry, I waited for you for too long, and I didn't expect to fall asleep."
Mai Shutoku frowned and high-fived her again. A beam of light shone down, and the eyes of several people instantly became weird.
The fifth person only had a pair of pajamas on him, as if he had just crawled out of bed... The most important thing was that he was wearing a mask of Shinji Ikari on his face.
"I said, buddy, you are less professional than me." The man with explosive muscles shrugged.
Several people turned their attention to the muscular man again. He had a KFC paper bag on his head. Although the tall body and the liger-like muscles under the T-shirt were so visually impactful, the smell of fried chicken was really a bit discordant.
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"Stop arguing, you guys are just the same." Mai Shutoku laughed. Compared to the others, Muscular Man and Shinji Ikari were really not very professional.
The person guarding the keel is wearing a pure black combat uniform. The elastic material outlines the suffocating body curves of a woman. The figure is long and slender, as tall and straight as a crane.
The other person was wearing a light gray formal suit, finely tailored, and a slim-fitting Florence white shirt. He had not forgotten the silver-gray scarf, and he did not cover his face openly. His soft forehead hair hung down to cover half of his delicate face.
On the face, the two-tone golden and sea blue color is particularly eye-catching.
"Hey, Sister Mai, did you find this Shinji Ikari mask with great difficulty?" Shinji Ikari said dissatisfied, "No one is looking at EVA anymore."
"What about your Asuka?" Mai Shutoku asked with a smile.
"Sleeping in the dormitory." Shinji Ikari scratched his head, "I don't want her to be involved in such a dangerous thing."
The remaining three people watched the two people singing Double Yellow in silence, as if they had known each other for a long, long time.
"No way? Are they all acquaintances?" Mr. KFC laughed awkwardly.
The shadow didn't say anything, and his eyes stayed on Shinji Ikari.
"Since you're here, there's no need for me to get involved." Mai Shutoku said with a sweet smile.
"Indeed, it will be dangerous for Sister Mai to stay here." Shinji Ikari nodded, then faced the remaining two people, "You should not be here anymore, because the next stage... is not something humans can bear."
"Isn't it too disrespectful to say this before the fight has started?" Mr. KFC raised his arms as if to show off, his muscles bulged and the veins on his arms wandered like thin snakes.
"Everything in this school belongs to the school board. I must supervise and manage the school assets in accordance with the authorization of the school board." Passy answered calmly.
Neither of them had any intention of leaving.
"Okay." Shinji Ikari sighed, "It's hard to persuade someone to die, but since you want to see God's battlefield so much..."