Watching Mr. Riddle eat, Xia De is not worried that he suddenly eats too much and eats up his stomach. [Food for Fullness] has a very good healing effect on gastrointestinal problems.
But Mr. Riddle did not eat all the food, but after eating one-third, he asked Shad for a wooden box, put the rest of the food on a plate, and put it in the box. Looks like it's going to be saved for later.
After all, no one can stand eating cookies for an unknown amount of time.
Tasting normal human meals again made Mr. Riddle, who was on the verge of collapse, much more energetic. Coupled with Xia De's appearance, he had another conversation partner, and this gentleman's mental state has obviously improved a lot.
Before starting the game again, Shad asked Mr. Riddle about the origin of the **** summoned by this game table. The middle-aged man who stayed here for a long time really gave the answer:
"This is the holy emblem of the gods."
He wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his robe. Although there was still blood in his eyes, at least he stopped trembling when he spoke.
Asked Shad for a pen and paper, Mr. Riddle drew a complex pattern in Shad's notebook. Probably because he hasn't written for a long time, his hands are trembling:
"Every time I fall into a deep sleep, I will dream of this symbol, and I will hear someone urging me to continue gambling, as if when I close my eyes, these corpses will whisper in my ears. I even have a premonition that even if I Find some other way out of the Dreadfort, and as long as the game isn't finished, I'll keep hearing it for the rest of my life, until I get back here and sit down at the table again."
After drawing the holy emblem, Mr. Riddle returned the pen to Shad, then bowed his head and closed his eyes to pray to [Mr. Huan]. Because he already knew that [Mr. Huan] was [Ouroboros], so the circular holy emblem he drew on his chest at the end was unsurprisingly an abstract representation of Ouroboros.
Xia De looked at the "God of Gamblers" holy emblem on the notebook and smiled, thinking that with this in his heart, he would be able to find clues to this **** at the time of the Sixth Epoch.
Ready to fight against the **** again, Mr. Riddle took a few breaths and sat down on the chair on the side of the square table again. With the swaying of the kerosene lamp and the glow of the candle lit again, the other half of the room was illuminated, allowing the figure in the black robe to reappear.
Cracks appeared on the surface of Xia De's body again, and Mr. Riddle grunted in pain. The air has become a little thicker, and every breath has to use up the strength of the lungs to obtain oxygen. Obviously it looks like a human being, but the space it occupies is much larger than what you can see.
"I found your story."
Xia De said softly behind Mr. Riddle, and told the information he saw:
"When you were 32 years old, you sailed with the fleet from the Eastern Continent to the Southern Continent. During the voyage, you encountered a storm at sea, and in the storm, you encountered..."
Shade paused for a while, and Mr. Riddle covered his head and lowered his head, and unexpectedly answered:
"Sea monster-eight-legged siren!"
With the reminder, he also recalled this memory.
Mr. Riddle put his hand on the third groove in front of him, and after removing his hand, a third card appeared. In the pattern on the card, Mr. Riddle grabs the plank on the rough sea. Behind him, dense tentacles protrude from the sea level, entwining the ship and dragging it into the sea.
The name of the gold-plated card is [Deep Sea Giant].
"But how did you survive this time?"
Xia De asked curiously. The information only said that this gentleman was one of the few survivors in that accident:
"Could it be that the sea monster is not interested in you?"
The middle-aged man in a brown robe covered his head in pain:
"At that time, I was carrying a wooden idol borrowed from a friend. It was the idol of the **** [Scarlet Spiral Lord]. I thought that the sea monster probably didn't want to offend the idol, so it let me go."
Hearing the familiar name, Xia De raised his eyebrows:
"Your life is really extraordinary."
"I just want to know more things and write down the secrets of the world."
Mr. Riddle shook his head violently, as if trying to drive away something he couldn't see. In the groove opposite the table, light flickered, and a third card representing the witch appeared.
Six grooves of different colors converge the light from the front of the six cards on the table to the center of the table. The three witches battle undead, dragons, and tentacled ocean trolls.
With only four cards, it was unclear which side had the upper hand, but in the melee of six targets, it was obvious that Mr. Riddle's side was at a disadvantage.
The real characters corresponding to the three witch cards are probably thirteenth-order witches like Miss Fei Lianna.
"Sir, what else have I experienced?"
Mr. Riddle asked again
Seeing that the situation on the table is not good, Xia De can only select the most powerful creature involved in the information provided by Luvia:
"You have encountered a demon!"
"demon?"
"Yes, weird, an evil spirit left over from the third era. That was your experience when you were twenty-five years old. Think about it carefully, Mr. Riddle, reverse the cross~"
"cross?"
"Think carefully, the reverse cross you brought out from the ancient ruins. Stone, bound in chains."
"Oh, I remembered!"
Mr. Del looked down at the table, and then slowly put his hand on the fourth groove. While Xia De showed a surprised expression, the gentleman added a lot of things that Xia De did not know:
"It was many years ago. Following the ancient legend, I got a stone reverse cross from the ancient ruins unearthed deep in the mountains of the Western Continent. What happened afterwards was really terrifying... ...I forced myself to forget about it, and it turned out that I still had this experience."
The information Xia De saw still only had a small amount of written records and a picture of a pencil sketch of the reverse cross:
"Mr. Riddle, if you ever encountered a demon, how did you survive?"
The answer might help Shad too.
The middle-aged man hesitated for a while, then took his hand away from the groove.
The fourth card appeared. On the card, Mr. Riddle was carrying a suitcase and ran out of an old house with a terrified expression. Behind the gate of the dilapidated house in the background, a pair of scarlet eyes were staring at him.
The name of the gold-plated card is [Shadow of Devil]. Seeing that this record is true, Xia De has even more doubts about the record that this gentleman died at the age of 62. It is actually a miracle that he can live until now .
The middle-aged man in the brown robe seemed to be caught in some kind of thought, and it took him a long time to say again:
"In the mansion, the reverse cross was inserted into the ground, awakening the sleeping horror demon... Yes! I once helped a witch find ancient materials. As a reward, she used a red-hot seal to imprint It left an imprint that couldn't be removed, and that imprint helped me expel the demon! Seeing that it couldn't get close to me for the time being, it left."
As he spoke, he rolled up the sleeve of his right hand. On the right arm, a disgusting burn scar was revealed to Shad.
That mark looked like a scar at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it looked like several complex runes overlapped together. The dense lines and traces of burnt flesh made Xia De feel a little sick.
After obtaining the consent of the other party, Xia De reached out and touched the scar. After the fingers touched, the voice in his ear immediately reminded Xia De that he felt the extremely slight whisper element.
"Extremely humble? The brand seal used by that witch is a powerful relic of the enemy demon! Otherwise, it is impossible to even have such an effect on the traces left by the seal!"
Shocked, Xia De hurriedly used the notebook he carried with him to record this complicated symbol. After returning to his own time point, even if he could not find the relic seal corresponding to the brand in the Sixth Epoch, analyzing this symbol might give him an effective means to fight against demons.
Just this harvest is enough for this trip.
And at the moment when the two were talking, a card appeared in the fourth rectangular groove in front of the black-robed **** on the opposite side of the table. Naturally, there was also a witch on the card, and the fourth witch was standing in the temple, holding the holy emblem in both hands and praying.
Judging from about one-fifth of the pattern of the holy emblem exposed on the card, it is exactly the appearance of the holy emblem in the dream drawn by Mr. Riddle.
The black light flows out from the groove of [Shadow of Demon], along the slender grooves of the tabletop, and through the overlapping grooves, it merges with the other seven beams of flowing light in the center of the tabletop.
The brilliance of chaos became stronger, and a strange darkness appeared over [Shadow of Demon]. The form of the demon was that darkness, and the glowing scarlet eyes made it look human.
Its body gradually overlapped with the surging undead tide, and with the roar of the devil, the two completely merged. The size of the demon at least doubled, and together with the dragon and sea monster, it rushed towards the central area of the table.
"The Shadow of the Devil interacted with Resurrection of the Dead!"
Xia De thought in his heart.
The battle that broke out above the table really opened Xia De's horizons. The witches of the fifth era manipulated the flying light bullets to create strange light and shadows, and the roars of the monsters almost shattered the eardrums. Not only the light and shadow effects and sound, but also the heat and even the air vibration caused by the explosion of energy can be perfectly experienced by Shad and Mr. Riddle at the table.
It seems that as the number of cards increases, the realism of these battles also increases.
getting stronger. Now it only shocked Shad and Mr. Riddle. It is hard for Shad to imagine what will happen when all twenty cards are complete.
Halfway through the journey, Mr. Riddle was deep in memory, and Shad refused to waste time. The addition of the devil made the advantage of the battle lean to Mr. Riddle's side. Shade took this opportunity to say the remaining two documents together:
"Mr. Riddle, when you were thirty-five years old, you once fell into the underground abyss together with your partner during your exploration into the underground cave, and found a locked door in the abyss. Behind the door was an absorbent A black one-handed sword of life force. Can you recall this?"
Mr. Riddle covered his head and shook his head a few times. After moaning in pain, he put his hand on the fifth groove. After letting go of the hand, the face of the card is a terrifying black rune sword locked in the dark room by several silver chains connected to the wall. The old metal door on one side of the dark room was opened a crack, the light of the torch and the frightened face of Mr. Riddle outside the crack.
Card name - [Cursed Sword].
The phantom of the rune sword appeared above the card, and the demon shadow laughed wildly, raised the sword, and rushed towards the witch in front of him. A new witch has also joined the battle. Currently, Mr. Riddle's side is fighting three against five. The terrifying magic sword seems unable to offset the disadvantage brought by the number of people.
"What else? What else have I been through?"
The man covering his head asked eagerly, and he also knew that the current situation was not good for him. But the life experience of the other party that Xia De found is only these, he has no other choice:
"Mr. Riddle, when you were twenty-nine years old, when you were investigating the primitive tribes of the northern continent, you were hunted down by the cannibal tribe and got lost in the wilderness. You came across an inn in the deserted wilderness , and finally discovered that the hotel itself was a huge and terrifying human-eating creature."
The sixth card, the card is an abandoned hotel, the terrified Mr. Riddle stands behind the window on the second floor, his right hand clenched his fist and knocked on the glass, the name of the card - [House of Cannibals].
This time, no new monsters appeared on the top of the card, but on the side of the square table close to Mr. Riddle. The phantom of the big house enveloped all the monsters that were summoned because of Mr. Riddle's life experience.
This shadow brought new lights, and in these lights the bodies of demons, sea monsters, and dragons grew larger. Not only that, but their bodies can better resist the light bullets of the witches, and when they attack, the three monsters will also have strange lights emerging from them, bringing special striking effects.
The black-robed **** remained motionless, and the sixth groove in front of him shone with light. But the card that appeared this time was not a certain witch, but a gray stone altar on the card.
The phantom of the altar appeared behind the five witches, and the connected light and shadow provided them with new power. At the same time, the light and shadow of the altar were also fighting against the phantom of the [Cannibal], consuming each other's strength.
The five witches stood together, and the light from their fingertips converged in one place. Dragons, demons and sea monsters charge at the same time, wriggling tentacles provide protection, dragons breathe to open the way in the light, and the rune sword in the hands of demons is the most powerful weapon.
Those rays of light finally collided with the bodies of the monsters, and the huge wind caused by the energy collision almost blew Mr. Riddle off the chair at the table.
Xia De supported him behind him, looking at the temporarily halted battle situation. Three monsters fought against five witches. In the current state, the gods had a clear upper hand.
"Ahem~"
Mr. Riddle coughed loudly. The huge mental and physical pressure brought about by the gambling with the gods had caused blood to ooze from the corners of his mouth. By now, the game was half over, and seeing the strange light and shadow reflected on Mr. Riddle's weak face, Shad fully understood why he was called the "Legendary Prophet".
Seeing that his body couldn't hold on any longer, Xia De said in a low voice:
"Mr. Riddle, let's stop here this time. I'm leaving. When I come back next time, I will bring you a victory. If you really can't hold on, maybe I can find a way to win outside of the game. "
"No, no, I must win."
The weak man supported the table, his voice was weak, but his tone was extremely firm:
"Do you know what I've taken so many adventures for?"
There is already a pulling sensation in the body, which means that the time is coming.
"have no idea."
"In order to see more things, until my own death, let myself come to this world so that I will not be useless."
The middle-aged man replied without any hesitation, even though he lost part of his memory, he still remembered his true heart.
Holding on to the table, he stood up with Xia De's support, the candle on the opposite side of the table was extinguished, and darkness fell again.
"So if you die because of these adventures, will you regret it?"
Xia De asked softly, trying to help him to the wall. Outsiders admire such a person very much. Maybe some people think that Li
People like Mr. Del are lunatics who are looking for death on purpose, but Xia De knows that this world cannot live without such people.
"Of course I will regret it, but I will still do it. I don't want to boast that I am an adventurous person, I just want to see more and learn more. Even though, I already know what it means to me."
After hesitating for a while, Xia De asked again:
"If you survived all the time, but died of madness in your later years, wouldn't you regret it?"
Mr. Riddle turned his head to look at Xia De, his face was pale with blood on the corner of his mouth, but there was a very calm expression in his brown eyes:
"As long as I get the knowledge, even if I end my life in madness, I will not regret it. I am just an ordinary person, without the power of a witch. I will never have the opportunity to face the gods like this in my life." This is the second time. I want to challenge this great man, and no matter what the outcome is, I will challenge him fairly. With my life, with my adventure, with my all.”
Xia De nodded, let him sit on the ground slowly leaning against the wall:
"Okay, I will help you win the bet, in the way you want. Mr. Riddle, do you know [All things are impermanent]?"
He asked suddenly, and the white mist behind him had already appeared.
"Sorry, I don't know. But if I can get out alive, I will help you investigate. Even if you may only be my illusion, even after leaving the Dreadfort, we may never see each other again. But I will definitely help you investigate Yes, this is my promise."
Faced with Shad's departure this time, Mr. Riddle was obviously much more rational. He tried to stand up, but unfortunately failed:
"Sir, thank you for your help. May the father of the infinite tree and Mr. Huan bless you and me."
He said sincerely, it seems that after Xia De's second visit, he became more determined.
"Aren't you curious about my origin?"
Xia De turned and walked into the white mist, and finally turned to look at him. Because he left voluntarily this time, he was not forced to retreat.
"curious."
Mr. Riddle's figure was already a little blurry in Xia De's eyes:
"But it doesn't make sense, I'll figure it out one day..."
Xia De stumbled out of the bedroom door backwards. He was walking forward, but suddenly turned backwards. The sense of dislocation made him unable to control his steps, and he almost stepped on the cat walking around the door.
Stand firm ~www.mtlnovel.com~ After bending over to pick up Mia, I turned to look at the moon outside the living room window:
"So, Sledge Riddle researched and found the [Vientiane Impermanence Card] because of my guidance? He really fulfilled his promise?"
A month ago in Saint Teresa Square, when Luvia told the story of "Impermanence of Vientiane", Xia De did not expect that this was a promise spanning five thousand years.
Although the third key has not brought Xia De any more doubts about this world so far, but this kind of communication with the past and connecting the present has been done a lot, and it always makes Xia De feel that what he is doing is actually something that has long been doomed.
The arrival of foreigners does not seem to have brought the slightest change to the world.
【is that so? 】
She chuckled in her ear, as she always did.
After sighing for a while, I went to carry the [God's Gift Box] from the basement to the second floor. After washing my hands, I took out this week's gifts from it.
Perhaps last week's banknote printing was so exotic that this week's items were unremarkable. It was a brand-new metal screwdriver, and it looked pretty good, and you can buy one in a shop in town for about five shillings.
"Sure enough, you still can't expect to obtain special items in this way."
This week's requirement is to drink a glass of milk for breakfast, which is not a requirement for Shad at all. He opened the window of the living room, intending to ventilate the room before going to bed. The night wind at the end of summer is still slightly hot, but you can feel the coolness different from that in midsummer.
"It's Monday, early morning, the 19th day of the Flower Moon."
He looked at the night scene and muttered to himself, summer is really coming to an end.