Blasphemy: Day 6 Redemption (3)

The afternoon sun shines lazily on the beautiful Elf Valley, painting the surrounding lush forest with a warm light red. The surrounding mountains were very quiet, but the elves in the valley were rushing back and forth, looking very busy.

Hundreds of huge magic symbols, one meter square, have been cast around the floating temple in the center of the valley. These magic symbols are extremely finely crafted and sparkle with different magical lustres under the sunlight. Each magic symbol is made of different rare metals or magic raw materials. Not to mention the value of this magic circle design and the incredible craftsmanship required to make these giant symbols, the materials used in these magic symbols alone The material itself can be described as more than priceless? Even the three major empires would never have the financial resources to create such an extremely luxurious magic circle.

At this time, there is an elf sitting on each magic symbol. These elves are male and female, old and young. They are all wearing plain robes, lowering their heads in meditation, motionless. But many elves looked tired, obviously having been meditating for a long time. Occasionally, an elf would be unable to hold on and fall. At this time, the elf would be carried away, and a new elf would come to take his place.

Every elf that was carried away was on the verge of death, and it was not simply due to exhaustion. Their vitality seemed to be close to drying up, and some elves even closed their eyes forever while still halfway through.

Facing their companions who fell one after another, the elves did not feel sad. They only had reverence and holiness on their faces, and they calmly faced the departure of their companions.

This is the fate of these elves. In their long hundreds of years of life, everything they have done is for this moment today.

Each magic talisman is like a bottomless giant mouth, endlessly devouring the vitality of the elves, and through the invisible network, it is collected and transported to the floating temple in the air. Go. The temple in the sky exudes a faint brilliance, and the halos of various colors flow softly, looking mysterious, magnificent and solemn. It emits waves of low and sweet chirps, seeming to sing the praises of this sacred and solemn moment. .

In the Elven Valley surrounded by mountains, at this tragic and holy moment, there is still a disharmonious corner in the corner of the valley.

There is an inconspicuous small building in the Elf Valley, and there will be a sad cry and a clear sound of metal knocking from inside. However, the small building was completely shrouded by an invisible magic barrier, and no sound could be transmitted outside. Therefore, the noise inside the building did not disturb the sacred ceremony outside the building at all.

The second floor of the small building is an empty hall, with a red crystal table in the center, and a tall and fit young man with handsome features locked on it. The young man was completely naked, and his hands and feet were penetrated by steel nails with heavy inscriptions, and he was nailed to the crystal table. However, there was no trace of blood at all where the steel nails penetrated.

Beside the crystal table, there is a busy elf girl. Her long hair was tied back casually, and there were beads of sweat on her beautiful face, making her look extremely attractive. She was busy non-stop, with a large pile of messy magic materials piled at her feet. From time to time she would lean down and rummage through them. She holds a small hammer forged from platinum in her right hand, and her left hand is flying up and down like a butterfly. No matter what she picks out from the pile of debris at her feet, she just rubs it with her hands, and the material will immediately turn into a hammer of the same material. The exquisite chisels and the miraculous craftsmanship are truly breathtaking.

She wielded the platinum hammer and kept chiseling patterns on the boy's breasts. What's strange is that the young man's body doesn't look like a flesh and blood body at all. Every collision with the chisel will make a clanging metal collision sound. As the chisel continued to move, metal-like powder continued to fly on the boy's body. As soon as the powder leaves the body, it sparkles and burns up in the wind.

The boy's whole body was twitching, unable to bear the torture the elf girl inflicted on him. But he seemed to be extremely afraid of the girl, gritting his teeth and not daring to say a word. But the pain inflicted on him seemed unbearable, so every once in a while, he couldn't help but scream a few times, and then forcibly shut up under the angry gaze of the elf girl.

When he let out another scream, the girl finally couldn't bear it any longer and struck the boy twice hard, so painful that he almost choked. Then the elf girl said angrily: "What are you calling! Can't you bear this little pain? If those gods who have nothing to do know that the son I gave birth to will be so worthless, where will you put my face?! ”

The young man was so frightened that he trembled all over, gritted his teeth, and did not dare to scream again.

The elf girl stared at the boy and murmured: "You don't look like him at all... Humph, if only you were half as cruel as your father! I can also use you to fight with him Those idle gods are showing off and showing off! Now, I have to find a way to hide it from them!"

The boy wanted to say something, but when he made eye contact with the elf girl, he was so frightened that he shut his mouth again.

The elf girl looked at the boy's body carefully, and suddenly sighed and said: "Don't blame mom for being cruel. Although your body is strong, it still can't resist the tearing of the void between the planes. If I Be gentle and if your body pattern is not completely engraved, then you will one day be torn apart by the storm in space during your endless drifting. Mom knows that before drifting to the next station, you still have I don’t know how long I have to endure the loneliness. It doesn’t matter, my mother will leave this creative hammer to you. When you really can’t stand the loneliness, you can try to build something to accompany you.”

The young man gathered up his courage and asked: "Mom, why do I have to drift? It's very cold in a space storm!"

The elf girl was silent for a moment, and then started banging again, sighing softly: "Otherwise, how could you escape the final judgment?"

"Then mom can't accompany me?" the young man said timidly.

The elf girl shook her head and sighed quietly.

The soundproof barrier of the small building seems to be only used to prevent the sound inside the building from leaking out, but the sound from outside the building can still be transmitted in. The tinkling knocks and occasional dull cries of pain were intertwined, and the elves outside the window sang low hymns again. The combination of two completely discordant sounds inside and outside the building actually made people feel an unspeakable sadness.

Finally, the elf girl carved the last pattern. She prayed silently for a moment, and then pulled out the steel nails nailed to the boy's limbs. The wound left by the steel nail healed quickly, leaving no trace. However, the young man seemed to have exhausted all his strength, lying on the red crystal table, unable to move.

The elf girl placed the platinum hammer in her hand on the boy's chest, stretched her hand a little in the air, and countless water ripples rippled where her slender fingertips touched.

She waved her hands lightly, and the young man's body rose up and floated towards the water patterns.

The boy couldn't move and looked helplessly at the elf girl. His eyes were filled with fear and hesitation at first, but when half of his body was soaked in water, his cowardice had gone away, leaving only attachment and reluctance in his eyes.

The elf girl suddenly covered her mouth, with sobs stuck in her throat, but tears finally burst out of her eyes!

In the blink of an eye, the young man was completely submerged in the water pattern of space. The rippling water pattern on the ** became weaker and weaker and soon disappeared. In the empty hall, only the dazzling red crystal platform remained.

In the valley, among the elves hurriedly coming and going, there was a figure walking leisurely, it was Hughes. It's just that his casual expression is incompatible with the solemn atmosphere of the entire Elf Valley.

Xius suddenly felt something, turned his head and looked at the small building in the corner of the valley, and then walked quickly towards the middle of the small building.

In the blink of an eye, Hughes had already climbed to the second floor of the small building. He saw the dazzlingly red crystal table, the magic materials scattered on the floor, and the elf girl standing in a daze.

"Effier!" Hughes said with a hint of surprise, "Why are you back?"

Effier quickly wiped the tears from her eyes, turned around and said, "Why, Elder Hughes, can't I come back?"

Xius said: "Of course not. But when you finished reading the Book of Hero, I thought you would never come back."

Aiffel frowned and said: "So that's it..."

She quickly took out a beautifully bound thick book ~IndoMTL.com~ from her arms and handed it to Hughes. Like Xiu Si, outsiders could not figure out how this big book was hidden in Eiffel's arms.

Ai Feier said: "Then, I will return this Book of Hilo to you. The front part is very reasonable, but the last page is a complete lie!"

Seus was taken aback and asked: "Ephiel, how did you know there was something wrong with the seventh page of the Book of Heroes?"

Effie said quickly: "The gods are not omnipotent, but Effie is omnipotent. In fact, just think about this sentence and you will know that it is impossible. But there are too many bits attached to the seventh page. The message above, this is power, incredible power! No matter what I want to do, I can achieve it as long as I think about it. I almost thought I could control everything! If I really want to be deceived by the last page , I will definitely go crazy eventually."

Xius frowned slightly and asked: "Ephiel, your power was very weak at that time, and you will find that many things will not move according to your will, so sooner or later you will know the problem on page seven. But Only you can understand this matter yourself, and others can’t help you at all. Logically speaking, you can’t see through the secrets of the Book of Heroes so quickly!”

Aiffel smiled as brightly as a star and said: "This is easy! Because my first thought is, let the guy who wrote this book die!"