"There will probably be more things coming closer to the central lake."
Xia De said, looking up at the night sky over the sparse dead branches, and Miss Sylvia's figure was caught in the corner of his eye:
"The approximate time for the stars to reach their correct position is around 1:30am on Thursday, and we have seven hours to go."
"I didn't expect that the trouble this time is not a dangerous enemy, but the distance is too far."
Miss Galina said with a smile, Xia De nodded, and continued to read the "Secret of Immortality" in his hand.
This book originally belonged to the Higher Medical College of Serkses, but it was obtained by the Witch Council because it was found to contain fragments of poems. Before Xia De left home, the result of Luvia's divination for him was "book", so before setting off into the swamp, Xia De specially borrowed this book from Miss Galina, but he did not find that this book had any meaning. something special.
"This book was written at the end of the fifth era. It describes the methods of witches to maintain their skin. If the secret techniques in it are used properly, they can indeed maintain their beauty for a long time."
Xia De muttered in his heart:
"Secrets of agelessness, skin care, eternal beauty..."
He raised his eyebrows.
Miss Galina who was leaning on Xia De suddenly said:
"Xia De, I heard from Tifa that you are very good at telling stories. Before dinner, tell me a story. Think of it as a temporary relaxation before the final battle."
Miss Sylvia pouted in the tree. Of course she could hear the voice below, and even suspected that Galina Cavendish let herself hear it on purpose.
Shad looked away from the ancient text on the book:
"What kind of story do you want to hear?"
He didn't want to tell the story of the shipwreck before the final battle, and he had told it many times.
"Any story."
Xia De nodded, and then saw Miss Aurora walking out in the light:
"There is no special news from the council, but Sister Davelyn contacted the speaker and gave me a note. There are some hidden contents on it for Shad."
She handed out the note to Xia De, and Xia De glanced at it, roughly meaning that if Xia De arrived at the lighthouse first, and the seal was about to be released, then he could stabilize the power of the "primordial fire" by touching the flame, To keep the seal from being broken.
The flame on Xia De's body was given by the "fireproof girl" Sister Daveline, so when Xia De touched another ray of the first flame, the nun could quickly sense his position.
"The nun thought of the worst."
He explained to the witches:
"If that kind of situation really happened, I think I might not worry about Rakins Priscia, but to stabilize the seal first."
After all, Lykins Priscia became the chosen one, and it wouldn't cause anything immediately, but once the evil thing was unsealed, there would be disaster immediately. Moreover, in the mission that Luvia originally assigned to Shad, witnessing the ceremony of the chosen one and confirming the identity of the chosen one is a must, and killing Rakins Priscia is a matter of doing her best.
They had plenty of time to deal with this before the thirteenth Chosen One appeared.
"You decide this matter yourself. The task given to us by the council is only to witness the ceremony of the chosen ones with your own eyes... What story does Shade want to tell?"
Miss Aurora asked with a smile, holding up her skirt and sitting on the heated boulder. Miss Sylvia fell from the tree like a feather, and Miss Avril and Scarlett who arranged the ceremony outside also came back.
"Let me think about it... how about the ice and snow story?"
Xia De asked, inserting his hand into the snow layer around him to hold a handful of snow.
A group of people sat around the bonfire. Only Miss Catherine was still standing by the bonfire stirring the thick soup, but she also tilted her head and looked at him with a smile.
"It's a very long story. In the kingdom of the far north, the king and queen had an unknown trouble. Their eldest daughter had extraordinary magic power. The girl with long silver hair could easily put Freezing any object can create a fantastic ice and snow scene..."
In the depths of the uninhabited Great Swamp, the light of the bonfire cannot illuminate too large an area. The sorceresses listened quietly to the only man present, telling stories from their hometown. And Miss Catherine, who made the soup, delivered everyone's hot soup to hand after preparing dinner.
The undead skeletal horse did not have the instinct of life, and stood quietly by the tree, but the firelight caused everyone's shadows to scatter in all directions on the snow surface. Slightly hot smoke rises from above the soup bowl, blushing his cheeks slightly, while Xia De, who is sitting on the stone, continues to tell the story of princess sisters and ice and snow in this deserted swamp in the blizzard.
The original background of this story is very similar to the current era, so he hardly needs to make any adaptations. After he finished telling the story, he took small sips of the cold broth. The Duchess was still leaning on his body to absorb the heat. Miss Aurora was the oldest among the ladies present. She tilted her head and looked at Shad with a smile:
"Nice story, I think I'll remember tonight. Nobody can tell me a story after I'm a grown girl."
"This kind of bedtime story is really interesting... Are the two sisters married?"
Miss Sylvia asked curiously, holding a soup bowl and looking at Xia De, Xia De asked suspiciously:
"They are sisters, and why do they get married?"
"Aren't you a lover?"
Miss Galina also asked suspiciously, wondering if she had heard the wrong story.
They chatted happily, exchanging complaints about the bad terrain inside the Great Swamp. Miss Aurora once again mentioned that the other witches in the council let the three of them decide their actions according to the situation.
The original plan was to rest here for forty-five minutes before starting, but when Shad drank the second bowl of hot soup, Miss Galina smiled and said, "Shad, do you want to continue drinking soup?" The dense fog drifted soundlessly from the central area of the Great Swamp.
Miss Aurora, who closed her eyes and meditated, first noticed the dense fog drifting from the central area of the swamp. No one had ever seen this kind of fog in a snowstorm.
Not only was the strong wind unable to blow away the mist, but even the rituals arranged by the sorceresses around the camp had no ability to detect and counteract this mist.
At the same time that everyone stood up from the campfire, this inexplicable thick fog had already covered their camp, and then continued to drift towards the distance.
The strong whispering element means that the generation of this strange mist must be related to the relic. The three witches exchanged in low voices, thinking that it is very likely that this is an angel-level relic [Persisting Miasma]. This relic does not have a so-called body, it can only be summoned.
Once it appears, the fog will irreversibly spread around the summoning location.
This miasma itself is not only poisonous, but also capable of suppressing any extraordinary power regardless of whether it is the enemy or the enemy. It is very easy to get lost in the miasma, and the appearance of the fog will summon some strange things together. Compared with the angel-level relics with clear records, there is very little information on this relic.
"I can't rest anymore, let's go immediately."
Miss Aurora ordered, and after the bonfire was extinguished, she checked everyone's status one by one:
"There will be no more rest time. We will go directly to the lake center island in the central lake of the swamp. The Pantanal Voodoo Society itself does not have many high-ring warlocks, but this is their territory, and no one can relax their vigilance."
After the voice fell, a loud whistling sound suddenly appeared in the sky covered by white mist. Afterwards, a huge black shadow flew over their heads, but because the warning ceremony still existed, the black shadow didn't notice them, but continued to fly towards the distance.
"dragon?"
Miss Sylvia threw the end of the scarf behind her.
"Not sure what dragon it is, don't worry about it."
The twelfth-level witch said, sprinkle some crystal powder on the wrist:
"It's 6:30 p.m. on Wednesday. Let's go. If there are no accidents, we should arrive at the big lake in the middle of the swamp at 11:40 midnight."
Among the people present, only Xia De wore the most bloated clothes, and the ladies' clothes were not at all like the outfits for going out in winter and snowy nights. Ladies in Gaohuan naturally have ways to keep warm and keep out the cold. They don't need to affect their beauty in order to maintain their body temperature.
The next trip was far more dangerous than the afternoon trip. Not long after starting from the final resting place, the dragon-like creature that appeared in the blizzard followed the crowd again.
Although Xia De has the "Higgs Dragon Head Stone", this relic is still somewhat reluctant to deal with a healthy real dragon. Fortunately, the witches were strong enough. Even though it was best not to fly too high in this area, they still worked together to repel the monsters above the fog layer.
Galina Cavendish, the great witch of "Balance", used the secret technique of "Law" to forcibly pull the dragon down, causing it to fall into the dead forest. The great witch of "light" and the great witch of "space" cooperate with each other, let the light thaumaturgy, like in a dead forest, bombard the hapless dragon like a reflection in a mirror.
The light illuminated a small patch of night sky, and there seemed to be other people fighting in the distance. And that dragon's defense is extremely strong. After realizing that this group of people is not easy to provoke, it resisted Miss Sylvia's dangerous "space cutting" in the fog, at the cost of one claw being swept away by the chaotic space Ran away.
Until the end, everyone still didn't know what it was, they could only confirm that it was definitely not a normal dragon.
"Running really fast."
Miss Aurora was not satisfied with the battle situation, she stood on a tree branch covered with frost and snow, watching the dragon disappear into the fog~www.mtlnovel.com~ The dark red dress swayed backwards in the wind and snow, This posture is enough for Xia De to remember for many years.
"Is he looking at me?"
The witch blowing on the top of the tree asked in her heart.
"Yes."
"Another me" answered, and the corner of the witch's mouth curled into a smile.
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PS: Do a small survey that does not affect the direction of the plot. You hope that if the story takes a major turn, who will be selected for [Knowledge and Wisdom]? Note that the chosen one must be a ring warlock, at least with extraordinary power, and cannot be an ordinary person or an ordinary creature.
A. Miss Pavo, who is proficient in mathematics—Numbers never lie
B. Miss Sylvia, the Great Witch of Space—Some things do require talent
C. Very smart cat Minia—the smartest individual in the cat population
D. Luvia, the soothsayer with purple eyes—I can’t see my soul clearly
E. Priest Augustus - I don't know anything
F. Waiting for the flower work that no one can think of by the author
G. Others (supplement name by yourself)
Remark 1: Among the above options, Miya is the individual who most perfectly meets the requirements of the selected person in [Knowledge and Wisdom]. Because no one else was the smartest human being since the world was born, but Little Mia was the smartest cat.
Remark 2: A new character will not suddenly pop up and become the fourth candidate.
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