In Woodpile Town, on the window sill of Dr. Olenso's cabin, the crow was cawing at passers-by as usual. At this time, the old druid named Tar Valon was standing in front of the crow, speaking with great interest.
Watching.
In the bird's nest above Tar Valon's head, several cute little birds with emerald green feathers were chirping. The old druid raised his hand and put them on the window sill, letting the emerald-feathered birds follow them.
Crows communicate.
"quack--"
"Chirp, chirp chirp!"
Ta Valon pounded his long oak staff and nodded happily. He took out a few juicy red berries from his arms and placed them in a small feed bowl next to the crow. The crow jumped on the spot and flapped its wings.
Then he lowered his head and started to eat.
"Congregants! You must remember the teachings of the Lord. Evil is tempting us all the time!" On the wall of Pile Town, Sir Salemi was surrounded by hundreds of townspeople below him. He held up the Holy Emblem and waved his arms.
, spitting, shouting at the top of his lungs: "We must unite under the light of the Lord in order to be protected from evil. You must remember that evil will tempt you in any form!"
He will say that his potion can cure diseases, but in fact he is poisoning your body with dirty water and making your body crawl with maggots after you die!
He will say that his divination can predict the future, but he is actually tempting your soul to continue to fall, preventing you from ascending to the kingdom of the Lord!
He will say that his witchcraft can drive away monsters, but it is actually a deception that colludes with the monsters internally and externally, so that you have to devote yourself to him!
He will say that his spell can protect the family, but in fact it allows the devil to lurk in the family to cause trouble and make women unchaste!
Congregants! You should stay away from the temptation of evil and follow the teachings of the Lord! Fight evil to the end. Only in this way can you ascend to the kingdom of the Lord and enjoy eternal beauty!"
Wolf clasped his ears with a look of fool on his face, watching Sir Salemi's loud speech from a distance, thinking about how to drive away this fanatical believer.
Anyway, Dr. Olenso is not here, and if I can get rid of him, I can refute the fact that he left on his own because he couldn't stand the poverty in Pile Town - Wolf had a smile on his face in his heart.
"Wolf, what are you laughing at?" The old Druid Tarvalon suddenly appeared at the side, scaring Wolf to stand up. The fearful memory left over from his childhood made him extremely hostile to these sages of the Emerald Ring.
obey.
"No, it's nothing." Wolf vaguely remembered that he had met this old druid once. He was a sage of the Green Ring and had a high status. But in the Gulf of Ghosts more than ten years ago, the imperial army and the elite
The mage group worked together and were rumored to have wiped out most of the Emerald Ring Sages.
It is said that the battle was extremely fierce at that time, and it can be said that it was the battle in which both sides invested the largest number of spellcasters since the founding of the empire. Organizations such as the Eye of Mystery, the Tower of Pentagram, and the Ether Society of the Magic Council were formed, and more than 500 people were summoned.
High mages and many legendary mages helped out, and countless elemental servants, constructs and golems swarmed in. In addition, the imperial fleet and griffon cavalry chased and intercepted them in the sky and sea, and the secret meeting at Stonehenge near Ghost Bay was
All the wise men were caught in one fell swoop.
Due to the large number of participants and the unprecedented scale, coupled with the vigorous publicity by the empire and mages afterwards, the situation of that battle is almost known to everyone. The Ghost Coast was destroyed by the terrifying magical power, extending from the coast to the inland for more than ten kilometers.
The land massif in Li was shattered and cracked by various powerful and extremely effective spells. Large swamps and dense forests were drained of life by the legendary necromancy spell "Eternal Decay". The effect of the spell has not dissipated to this day, making it a dead place that no one dares to approach.
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The counterattack of the Green Ring Sages was also powerful. They jointly launched the "Endless Revenge Storm", forming a black storm cloud with a radius of dozens of miles, in which powerful thunder and lightning continued all year round, acid rain fell like a waterfall, thick fog filled the air, and hail
It roared endlessly with the tornado. It harvested the outstanding mages who spent countless sums of money, destroyed the well-armed imperial warships, and the bones of the gryphon cavalry that crashed into the storm clouds were gone.
What is even more frightening is that this "endless revenge storm" did not dissipate after the war. Instead, it formed a unique climate phenomenon that lingered like a nightmare in the coastal areas of the empire, destroying many ships going to sea, and also destroyed countless ships.
An imperial port was reduced to rubble.
Due to the characteristics of the "Endless Revenge Storm" that is closely integrated with natural energy, the Empire and the Magic Council have tried their best to dispel it. Moreover, there are some powerful marine creatures that follow this "Endless Revenge Storm" to wander around.
It created many sailing legends among pirates and sailors.
At that time, Wolf had just completed the transformation ceremony of the berserker, and did not have time to participate in the tragic battle. In short, after that, perhaps out of revenge, the Green Ring, which had a certain belief base in rural areas, was uprooted by the empire.
, the Holy Bishop Church also actively participated in this process, publicizing that the Green Ring was a heresy, calling the villagers to tear down Stonehenge, and burning the druids.
The remaining die-hard resisters were either executed on the spot or sent to the New World en masse. As the lowest-level pioneers, nearly half of them died of illness just by crossing the ocean. The people who came to the New World were just like slaves, picked and selected by the Chamber of Commerce Alliance.
Selling. Those who are a little more obedient and know how to work by hand can barely make a living. Those who are difficult to discipline like Wolf are directly exiled to the most remote places to fend for themselves.
In fact, Wolf sometimes thinks that the Green Ring is not a good thing for him. He suffered all kinds of torture in his childhood, and now that he has come to the New World, he can just start a new life.
"Wulf, you said that Doctor Olenso is a psion?" Tar Valon's question interrupted Wolf's thinking.
"Huh? Uh...ah...that's right, that's what he said." Wolf responded hesitantly.
The old Druid had a strange smile on his face. He played with the rune stone hanging on his waist and said, "I don't see it."
"What do you mean?" Wolf still prefers to be close to Dr. Olenso than these green-ringed sages who torture his body.
The old druid chuckled and said: "Wolf, I know you don't like the Green Ring and druids, but you have to understand that our druid heritage is very ancient. Many things that happened in history, druids have
We have some understanding. We are like observers standing outside the civilized world, and nothing can escape our eyes."
You are bragging here again, you are so powerful, how come you were killed by the empire and the mages? - Wolf rolled his eyes in his heart.
"Then you are saying that Doctor Olenso is not a psychic?" Wolf asked tentatively.
"Psychics have been in decline for a long time. Although there are some psychics and fortune tellers wandering around the world now, there are not many people who can inherit the skills of psychics." The old druid said: "I
It is speculated that this doctor Olanso just pretended to be a psychic, but actually had another inheritance."
Wolf shrugged his shoulders. He didn't care about this: "There's nothing strange about this, right? There are many sporadic small schools of spellcasters in the old continent, such as witches, summoners, etc., which are not standard arcana.
A magician."
The old Druid's laughter became heavier: "What you are talking about are actually small schools before the arcane system was perfected. But I think that Dr. Olanso is different. His crow is very
A unique activated object. It does not require frequent maintenance and recharging like a construct, nor does it require careful soul restraint like an elemental body. It is not as bulky, clumsy and slow as a golem, but it has already begun to possess autonomy.
The existence of the life cycle is so magical and rare! This is definitely not something that a psychic can do."
"This... the mage's familiar can also do it, right?" Wolf didn't find it strange. It would be better to say that mages these days are almost synonymous with "omnipotent".
"You don't understand the key here." The old Druid said: "The mage's familiar is just a general term. It can be a construct, an elemental body, or even an animal familiar. In short, it must be controlled by the mage.
Bound by the soul. But the high-level familiar itself is not only difficult to create, but also consumes an extremely large amount of money."
Wolf stroked his beard and asked: "But I heard that the legendary mage of 'Eye of Mystery' didn't create a familiar that is as smart as a living person?"
"Then does he have the ability to make the familiar eat ordinary food like humans with the same intelligence level without reducing its functions?" The old druid seemed a little excited: "You don't understand the key here, life
The sophistication and complexity of the body are unmatched by any construct or golem. Even if it is to have the same autonomous life cycle ability as this crow, the supplies and spellcasting materials consumed by the mages are enough to raise a small army.
Yes! This is the essential difference in the understanding of life phenomena in spell-casting skills!"
"Oh, Dr. Olenso is indeed good at treating diseases. Didn't you also praise the medicine he made?" Wolf said.
"Alas! You're not a spellcaster, and it's useless to tell you this!" The old druid sighed, turned to look at Wolf, and asked: "What? You seem to have done well these years, and you still have some...
Got a magic item?"
Wolf was stunned. He instinctively touched his arms and joked: "Where can I find it? How can I get good at cutting wood all day long?"
The old druid stared at Wolf without moving his eyes. Wolf was made uncomfortable by him, so he had to take out the talisman from his arms and handed it to Tar Valon.
Tar Valon looked at the palm-sized wooden sign. The talisman drawn with astral body usually had no traces, but under the effect of "detection magic", it revealed dots of silver light.
The seemingly faint bits of silver light are as deep as the stars in the night sky, forming some kind of vague resonance with Wolf's body, and it has been maintained at an extremely low efficiency.
"Is this also made by Dr. Olenso?" The old Druid played with the talisman for a while and said: "It is actually a magic item used to fight against the thorns in the brain... It's so strange, why did he make this thing? It's violently deformed.
There should be nothing wrong with the assumption.”
"So what if it's violent transformation? Wasn't the Green Ring finally destroyed?" Wolf said with disgust from the side.
The old Druid said: "Since you see me here, you should understand that the result of the Battle of Ghost Bay was not as advertised by the empire, right?"
"Who knows where you sages hid in the first place? No one will care now." Wolf suppressed his psychological discomfort: "What? Are you still planning to do the same thing in the New World? What kind of boulders are you erecting?
Formation, Oak Holy Residence?”
"That's right." The old Druid said bluntly: "Maybe you don't know yet, but some of us have already contacted the totem guardians in the New World and have begun to exchange each other's spell-casting skills. At the same time, we are preparing to contact more indigenous people secretly.
The tribe, combining totem spirits and druid magic, laid out Stonehenge throughout the new continent and established a brand new country."
Wolf was speechless with his mouth wide open. He usually acted carelessly, but he still understood how important the other party was.
"You...are you going to go against the empire? Are you crazy?!" Wolf wanted to smash the old man's skull in front of him to see what was inside.
The old druid looked serious: "We have experienced failures, so we have learned lessons and understood that in the past, the Green Ring was only a loose mutual aid structure and lacked the capabilities of the country and organization, so it suffered a complete defeat when facing the empire and mages. Therefore, we must
The new continent needs to be transformed, not only to pass on the druid heritage, but also to let the green ring bloom on the earth again!"
Wolf took the magic talisman back and said angrily: "You can play by yourself! I won't accompany you anymore!"
"Do you think you can stay out of it?" the old druid said calmly.
"What nonsense are you talking about again? Don't you think you've tortured me enough?" Wolf shook his head and said, "I think life is pretty good like this now, and you don't need to disturb me."
The old Druid pointed at Sir Salemi who was preaching the doctrine in the distance and said, "See for yourself, this is a real threat! You actually turn a blind eye?"
Wolf gritted his teeth and was extremely troubled. He didn't like the Holy Lord Church, nor did he like the Green Ring and the Druids. He wished that these people would stay away from him.
In such a vast world, doesn’t there be a place for one’s own?!
"Congregants! You should remember this!" Sir Salemi's words, under the influence of the miracle, were comparable to the ringing of church bells:
"The Lord is your only God! Only under the shining of the Lord can you be free from the temptation of evil and the harm of the devil! Anyone who cannot do this means that he is colluding with the devil, which is the corruption of the soul and will
Never ascend to the Kingdom of the Lord!
Congregants! You must always remember! If you do not accept the Lord’s teachings and the Lord’s illumination, you must be in an evil position! We must destroy the bodies of such people and let miracles purify their souls.
!”
On the wall, Sir Salemi raised his arms high, and the miracle caused a bright light, illuminating a large area, immersing the listeners in warmth and light.
"That's right! That's it, that's how it should be!" Sir Salemi inadvertently looked at the two pagans in the green ring in the distance. His belief seemed to be purer and his miracles more powerful!