Square stone table with only the general area protected from oil lamps being illuminated. There is a round stone bench next to the table, and it cannot be moved as if it is fixed on the ground.
Mr. Riddle pulled up his robe and sat down, with Shad standing behind him.
And as Mr. Riddle took his seat, there was a soft bang from the opposite side of the table. In the thick darkness that could not be illuminated at all in the other half of the room, a faint yellow fire appeared.
In almost symmetry with the kerosene lamp at Mr. Riddle's hand, a short white candle appeared burning on the edge of the table on the other side of the stone table. The candle was once burned, and the wax oil has accumulated at the bottom of the candle.
Its light was still about the size of a soybean grain, but at least it illuminated the other half of the table, and it also illuminated a figure in a black robe and a hood who appeared at some time on the other side of the table.
This scene was particularly frightening. Before that, the darkness on the other half of the room could not be seen through at all. Therefore, neither Mr. Riddle nor Shad can confirm whether this figure has been sitting here quietly watching the conversation between the two, or has just appeared.
The appearance of the stranger made the air in the room change from gas to solid in an instant, freezing the entire room. Not only was the physical feeling restrained, but the pressure felt by the spirit made Xia De frown.
Mr. Riddle let out a muffled snort, and fell headfirst on the stone table in front of him. It took him a long time to lift his head while supporting the table.
Some subtle golden light appeared on the surface of Shad's clothes and skin, and the information provided by Mr. Riddle was actually correct. This table really calls out to God.
It's just that the pressure on the two of them when the other party appeared was not even as strong as the "creator of innocence" who claimed to be "powerless". Xia De guessed that this was because the way to summon the gods was not a ritual, but using this unknown relic.
The other party is not the body of God, not a saint, it can only be regarded as the phantom of God. But this is also very reasonable. After all, from what Mr. Riddle said, the purpose of summoning the gods is to make a gamble, and if the gamble cannot be played because of the appearance of the gods, then the cart is a little bit upside down.
The bowl-like black porcelain oil lamp and the light of the short candle finally made Xia De fully see the table in front of him.
The surface of the stone square table was uneven, and there were ten rectangular grooves in front of the black-robed figure and Mr. Riddle.
Twenty grooves are placed in parallel in two rows. On the side of all the square grooves toward the center of the square table, small grooves extend out. Twenty densely packed grooves are connected together, making the surface of the table look like The complex circuit patterns that foreigners have seen in their hometown.
"god!"
Shad and Mr. Riddle nodded to each other, which is the most basic respect. However, there was no sound or movement from under the figure in the black robe.
On the contrary, amidst the terrifying pressure that froze the air, the corpses by the wall were infected by this force, and actually chanted in a low voice together. This scene really made Xia De's scalp tingle.
"This is the game of life!"
"Ten opportunities, place your life pictures in turn."
"A sad life."
"A lamentable life."
"A ridiculous life."
"A horrible life."
"God will use the life of a believer to compare you to."
"Every life interacts."
"Until the end."
"Ten stages of life versus ten stages of life."
"The winner can leave!"
"Praise my Lord!"
The corpses repeated this sentence three times in three different tones before stopping.
This is probably the rule of the game. Ten lives not only have to be compared with each other, but also their own lives will be chained to each other to generate stronger power.
But Xia De still didn't understand:
"What is victory? What is comparison in life?"
But those corpses didn't answer at all, and Mr. Riddle, who was sitting, raised his hand to signal Shade to stop talking. He said in a trance:
"I probably understand that I use all the wonderful moments in my life to fight against another person's life..."
He put his hand on the first groove on the left hand side, and took a long time to move his hand away.
The gold-plated text appeared on the top of the card little by little. After reading it, its meaning was [the dead revived].
"I have encountered powerful evil spirits."
Mr. Riddle looked down at the card, and Xia De showed a surprised expression. It seems that this gentleman's life experience is richer than he thought.
"That was about ten years ago. In order to obtain some precious wild medicinal materials, I entered the eastern mountainous area of the Southern Continent alone, and lived with the villagers living in a small forest village for three months, but... "
"You discovered that those villagers had died a long time ago, and you actually lived with the dead for three months under the hallucination."
Shad said.
"how do you know?"
Mr. Riddle was rather surprised.
"Well...that's a pretty common story in my hometown. Sorry to interrupt your story, but how did you escape, Mr. Riddle?"
It's not that Xia De looked down on the ancient prophets in front of him, but with the power of ordinary people, not to mention the undead villages in the mountains, he might not be able to fight even ordinary evil spirits.
The middle-aged man showed a puzzled expression:
"How did I escape... Sorry, my memory is a little fuzzy. I have lived here for a long time, and my memory seems to have lost a lot."
Fortunately, Mr. Riddle still gave the answer after recalling it for a while:
"It was a certain dusk. I came back from collecting herbs and stood at the entrance of the village. I looked at the village with a mirror on a whim, and then found that I was actually standing in a dilapidated cemetery. I was terrified. I curled up under the tombstone and dared not Move. Those evil spirits called my name and spied on me, but they couldn’t catch me. I didn’t dare to move. I didn’t flee until dawn again. When I met the adventure team entering the mountain, I was almost hungry Died... Later I consulted the witch of the association, she didn't know how I survived. People followed the map I provided and looked for the cemetery, but they couldn't find it. "
Shad didn't know what to say about Mr. Riddle's experience, but it sounded like he had encountered a powerful relic. According to the description, a relic with such a large scope and containing so many evil spirits will definitely not be rated lower than the sage level.
And at the moment when the two were talking, in front of the black-robed **** on the opposite side of the table, a light lit up in the first square groove, and a card appeared in the groove. It was a scene of a beautiful woman, the witch, raising her right hand and pointing to the sun in the sky.
The black light flows out from the groove of [Resurrection of the Dead] along the slender groove on the table; the golden light flows out from the groove of the witch's card pointing to the sun along the groove on the stone table.
Two streams of flowing light meet in the middle of the table. At the moment when black and gold meet, large phantoms of evil spirits appear from above the [Resurrection of the Dead], and small phantoms of women appear from above the groove in front of the god.
Under Xia De's surprised gaze, two illusory images that looked like projections flew towards the center of the table, and then they actually fought. The battle lasted for five minutes, and then they retreated to the grooves filled with cards, waiting for their companions to appear.
Xia De was dumbfounded, not surprised by the scene just now, after all he had read all kinds of strange stories in his hometown. He just felt that, compared to the previous two time exploration experiences, this time was really... so much fun.
"Mr. Riddle, do you have any strange experiences?"
Although he knew that this emotion was wrong, Xia De still excitedly asked his companions, hoping to get more stories.
The thick-browed middle-aged man in a brown robe frowned, then suddenly raised his hand and patted his thin-haired head:
"Sorry, I know I've been through a lot, but I'm really... a dragon! Yes, I've encountered a dragon!"
In Xia De's surprised and excited expression, the man in the brown robe pressed his hand above the second groove at his hand.
After Mr. Riddle's hand was removed, a colored card was inlaid in the groove. The pattern on it was Mr. Riddle running wildly in the forest, with a huge creature breathing fire in the sky behind him.
The gold-plated text appeared on the top of the card, appearing like flowing fire, and the meaning was [Dragon Calamity].
Unlike the pigeon-like dragon that Shad saw in Mysuo-Desolate and Wild, the dragon that appeared on the card was a real pure-blooded dragon. There are no sighting records of this kind of creature in the sixth era. Even St. Byrence's textbooks only use sketches to describe the general appearance of the dragon, so this can be regarded as the first time Shade saw the real dragon. appearance.
The dragon was even uglier than Shad thought, and it looked like the painting in St. Byrence's textbook had been beautified.
"This is what I experienced when I was twenty years old."
Mr. Riddle held his forehead and tried hard to dig out information from his head:
"That year I... and my friends went on vacation in the Black Forest in the southern part of the Eastern Continent~www.mtlnovel.com~ It's hard for Xia De to imagine who would vacation in a forest with such a name. But combined Based on the life experience of this gentleman, he is probably quite enthusiastic about this kind of adventure.
"We found a hole in the cliff of the forest hill, and we bet on what kind of animal's lair it was. We couldn't settle the dispute, so we climbed in to check it out together, and then..."
He showed a sad expression, but the memory became smoother:
"Only I survived. The dragon probably thought we were going to steal his things, and chased me for a long distance before being driven away by the witch who lived in the Black Forest. But the witch said, I lured you The giant dragon burned down the forest and forced me to sign a contract. I have to replant a hundred saplings in the forest every year until I die or make up for all the losses. If I don’t go, my soul will always feel burned. Pain...I have replanted this year's share before starting this trip. Next year, the year after, and the year after that, I will continue to do it. This has become my life's responsibility, so I can Remember the experience."
Shade kept his face sullen and refused to express his opinion. Judging from the fifth era witch's dislike of men, Mr. Riddle was only punished to replant saplings every year, which is really a very slight punishment.