After several frequent out-of-control situations, Aitna seemed to have temporarily controlled the situation. For nearly half a day, the weird black and white gray did not spread, and Lucien and Natasha were also able to spend a relatively relaxed half a day.
, this is a rare good thing for them who are all suffering from injuries.
In the afternoon, the sun was scorching and the heat was steaming. In the gloomy and dark black forest surrounding the hills, rays of light passed through the gaps and illuminated dazzling spots on the ground.
Natasha looked around and laughed: "I thought our injured appearance would attract the covetousness of the villains and robbers, especially since you showed off your money in the town, but along the way...
It’s so peaceful and there’s so much less fun.”
"Have you forgotten that this is a world without knights and magicians? Although you are injured, the violet protective armor on your body is seen by the townspeople and robbers as only the heroes of the divine blood and the favored ones can possess it.
Unless they had eaten psychedelic things and lost their minds, how could they have the courage to attack us? Moreover, beauty seems to be more attractive than the temptation of money and wealth. There were several men in the town.
I'll follow you quietly and peek at you." Lucien smiled casually.
Natasha glanced at him: "How are you sure that their target is me? Huh, they actually built a pretty good castle in the black forest? Could it be that Nika has truly embarked on the path of an ancient magician?"
In the center surrounded by "Plan Black Willows" in front, stands a castle similar to a fortress. It is covered with ivy and dead leaves, completely covering up the color of the original castle. The highest spire already has a magician-style pattern.
The initial outline is that in the minds of the original magicians, building tall and pointed magic towers was an attempt to get closer to the sky and closer to the reality of the world.
Hearing that Nika studied the mysteries of gods from the patterns on monsters, Lucien and Natasha directly thought of the origin of magicians.
Perhaps in the age of mythology, the age of steam civilization, the period when dragons, elves, werewolves and other alien races ruled, it was only with "lunatics" like Nika that humans could slowly rise, but then they went on a crazy and bloody wrong path.
As I walked further and further, I finally tasted the bitter fruit.
In this world, under the oppression of divine authority, the germination of magic still inevitably occurs. Perhaps there are similar "madmen" not only in Nika, but also in other places.
"Nika has never learned any meditation method and does not know any spells. He can move objects and create fires simply by relying on accidental fluctuations in his mental power. This shows that his mental power is already that of a third- and fourth-ring magician.
The level of magic talent is far higher than mine. I am afraid that only a few magicians such as Mr. Brooke in the council can rival him before systematic study. It is normal for such a genius to gain something after studying for so many years."
Sean objectively evaluated Nica's situation.
However, having magic talent is one thing, and one's own hard work and education are another. Among the few magicians in Lucien's mouth who can match Nica's talent, only Brooke has been promoted to legend, and in the history of magic
, the talents of the pioneers in the budding period may be higher than that of Nika and others, but none of them can be promoted to a high level. However, relying on their previous efforts and exploring and summarizing the knowledge, after more than ten generations of inheritance,
Someone has become a high-level magician.
While talking, the two of them approached this desolate and dilapidated castle.
With a croak, a strange bird with white feathers landed on the stone pillar in front of the castle.
"This is the castle of Nika the Wise. No outside visitors are welcome." The little bird held its head high and walked back and forth on the stone pillars, looking proud.
Lucien smiled and said: "We are here to visit the wise Mr. Nika. I heard that he has a very profound research on the patterns on monsters and plant types. I happen to be good at this, so I want to communicate with Mr. Nika.
."
"Hey? Aren't you here to laugh at crazy Nika?" Xiaoniao said in a clear voice in surprise, "There are actually people who study the mysteries of gods. How can there be two crazy people? Are you lying? Well, I
I have to test you, can you identify what kind of bird I am?"
"Of course it's the unique white crow, Mr. Nika's pet, a bird with intelligence." Lucien said with a smile.
The little bird spread its wings with satisfaction: "That's a good answer. I have to ask Nika if he wants to see you, this madman."
Seeing the little bird fluttering towards the window above the castle, Natasha said strangely: "The white feathers on its body must be dyed, right? And there is no white crow in the "Encyclopedia of Creatures"?"
"So it is a unique white crow. Have you ever seen other crows dye their own feathers?" Lucien chuckled.
Natasha came to her senses, smiled and shook her head: "No."
After waiting for a few minutes, the castle door creaked and slowly opened. A blond boy wearing a white short robe said respectfully: "Teacher, please go to the research room to talk."
"Teacher? Are you Mr. Nika's student?" Lucien looked at the little boy who was only eight or nine years old and said. It was hard to believe that a guy with the nickname "Madman" who was so popular in the neighborhood would have students. Could it be that he abducted them?
Human experiment materials?
The little boy seemed to have seen too many looks like this, and he said with some grievance and indignation: "Of course I am the teacher's student. The teacher is not a madman as they say. He is a real wise man. He has understood the mysteries of the gods and mastered the extraordinary power."
They feared and feared him, so they slandered him."
After saying that, without Sean and Natasha's reply, he turned around angrily and took them with him! Let's go, Fort.
After habitually checking the layout of the castle and finding no magic circle defense, Lucien helped Natasha, who could no longer move her left hand, into the castle.
Passing through the simple hall and going up the stairs, there is a dark and gloomy corridor. After walking a few steps, the sulky little boy in front suddenly said: "The teacher is really not a madman, he is just studying those monsters.
The strange patterns on the plants are why they dismember them. Those hunters kill and eat many animals themselves. They are used to seeing blood, but they hypocritically hate the scene caused by the teacher."
He tried hard to defend the madman Nika, trying to win the two strange visitors' recognition of the teacher.
"Yes, I understand." Lucien himself has done anatomy, and at the same time he admires this little boy. He is really a good student.
Hearing the word "understand", the little boy's spirit seemed slightly uplifted, and he said nonchalantly: "Those strange patterns really contain the mystery of the gods. Really! The teacher has mastered this power and can control fire and ice and snow, making people fall asleep."
, falling from the sky, more powerful than those priests and divine blood heroes!"
"Really?" Natasha responded cooperatively.
As the questions and answers continued, the little boy became more and more interested: "Really! I can do it a little bit, you see."
The simulated monster in his mouth made a weird sound, his face became extremely solemn, a little magic wave appeared in front of him, and then he grabbed a candlestick on the left side of the corridor.
"The original version of the mage's hand." Lucien said to Natasha with a smile. The spells have not been simplified yet and are still the original level of simulating monster language.
"Isn't it true that I'm very powerful?" The little boy raised the candlestick proudly and was even more happy when he saw Lucien and Natasha nodding with smiles: "The teacher is more powerful than me, and we don't have the blood of God, nor do we have gods.
Give us strength, we all rely on our own efforts.”
"The teacher said that this is the way for us humans to become truly powerful and get rid of those false gods. Although others don't understand him, I always think that he is the greatest wise man, smarter than the gods!"
"Well, great pioneer." Lucien's expression was solemn.
The little boy who tried hard to correct the guests' impression of the teacher was innocent and cute. After receiving Lucien's approval, he kept talking along the way and revealed many secrets without knowing it. Soon, the three of them walked to a door covered with animal skins.
In front of the door, the animal skin is gray with complex magic patterns on it.
"Petrified beast?" Lucien frowned slightly. Nika was stronger than he thought. Although this kind of monster is not as good as the petrified lizard, it may be considered a high-level monster using the six-ring petrification technique.
The little boy knocked on the door at a specific location and said with a smile: "The teacher picked this up in a valley, but the pattern on it is too complicated, and I still can't figure out its mystery, so I use it to guard the door."
With a squeak, the door opened, and the strong smell of blood rushed in. The whole room was like an organ showroom.
Since there are no glassware in this world, the weird hearts, eyeballs, intestines, and pieces of meat are wrapped in magic and placed randomly. In addition, the windows are narrow and the light is weak. It is difficult not to feel scared when you are here.
A middle-aged man in black robes with messy hair was concentrating on describing something. Lying on the table in front of him was a very terrifying monster. The upper body was a naked woman with entangled patterns and a protruding mouth. The lower body was eight huge monsters.
The little boy had a good impression of the two guests. Seeing the teacher completely ignoring them, he said apologetically: "As soon as the teacher starts studying patterns, he will forget other things, whether it is eating, sleeping, or teaching me, but it should be over after a while.
.”
Time was running out. After Lucien and Natasha looked at each other, they turned their attention to the parchment in front of Nika. He frowned, as if he had encountered a huge problem.
There is a complex pattern on the parchment, and Nika seems to have established a rectangular coordinate system.
"(25,78,39)." Lucien suddenly spoke.
Nika subconsciously moved the quill to that position and drew it. Then her eyes suddenly opened wide and she looked back at Lucien: "Do you understand?"
The little boy also looked at Lucien blankly. Was he instructing the teacher?
"The analysis of this pattern must be divided. One coordinate point is..." Lucien reported a coordinate point again.
Following Lucien's instructions, Nika completed the analysis of that part of the pattern. He stared blankly at the results in front of him for several seconds. His expression suddenly became excited and distorted, with a sense of madness. He rushed to Lucien's face, hoarsely.
He said in a loud voice:
"How did you do it?"
Lucien coughed slightly and did not answer directly: "While studying the patterns, you also have to look up and look outside. The patterns hide the secrets of the gods. What about the whole world? The sun and the moon rise in the east and set in the west, and the water flows from high to low.
Isn’t it rare that there isn’t some secret of the gods in it?”
"Think about it, why do we fall to the ground after jumping up instead of floating up to the sky?"
"Isn't this a normal thing? We are going down. This is down." The little boy interrupted and answered.