Law of the Devil Chapter 103: [Starry Sky Vision]
Chapter 103 [Starry Sky Vision]
Let ’s ignore whatever happened on the ice sheet, what kind of windshield, dragon hunting, etc ...
Three days later, on the eve of the 960th National Day of the Roland Empire.
The capital.
This is the largest male city on the Roland continent. The Lancang Grand Canal in the north has been dug by the emperor's emperors for several generations. The Empire ’s northwestern Osale Mountains, a large river facing the sea to the east, is also a dividing line dividing the north and south of the empire.
Just before the night was approaching, the sunset shone on the Lancang Grand Canal to the north of the imperial capital. Slowly, the afterglow of the sunset dragged on the majestic city walls. The northern and western walls of the imperial capital averaged 20 meters. The tallest tower is 30 meters high. This is the empire turmoil that was built hundreds of years ago, that is, the era of the Augustine dynasty. The northwest defensive forces. Standing on the 30-meter-high tower, you can even look at the northern shore of the Lancang Grand Canal from a distance.
Tonight, on the eve of National Day, according to tradition, the chairman of the Roland Continental Magic Union will divinate the palace astrologist with the empire on the highest tower in the north, look at the starry sky, and predict the future national movement of the empire ... naturally, it is indispensable I would also like to invite several well-known scholars to write two colorful articles to cater to the incumbent emperor, His Majesty Augustine VI.
At this moment, under the tower, two teams of Royal Guards replaced the Guards to guard the Towers, and above the Towers, surrounded by countless armored Royal Guards. Standing above the highest tower, several emperors stood out most prominently. Several people dressed in court aristocracy are whispering, anxiously waiting for the court astrologist watching the astrology above. Although the results are the same every year, it is necessary to say some sounding rhetoric, but it ’s just a situation, but every time The faces of all the nobles pretend to be worried about the imperial national movement. Otherwise, how can they show how patriotic they are?
The only complexion is a little uncomfortable. An old man standing indifferently beside the stargazing tower.
The old man is wearing a black robe. The robe is made of the rarest silkworm silk in the southern part of the Empire. This kind of golden silk is a kind of black silkworm that grows in the southern part of the Empire. Because it is extremely scarce, the annual output is less than two hundred catties, and the price on the market is more expensive than gold, so it is nicknamed the "golden silkworm." This kind of thought came only to pay tribute to the court. Only a very few can be circulated on the market, unless it is the kind of top-level giants who are noble, or whose status is extremely prominent, to have the financial resources to wear clothes made of this silk.
Although this old man looks very old, his hair and beard are still black. In particular, a pair of eyes is as dark and bright as night, which is different from most blue eyes in Roland mainland, but such strange black eyes. But it adds a bit of mystery to the old man.
Being about two steps behind this old man, there are four or five tall, thin and thin people, all with serious faces, lowered eyelids, and standing quietly behind him. All of them wore a set of continental standard magician white robes, and the magician badges that looked at the chests of these people ... these actually wore gold clover badges that symbolized the identity of the great magician! These people are actually magicians above the eighth level.
The old man, on his robe, shows a faint circle of gold rims. It's like a totem of flame, and on his chest is a small gold badge.
This is an olive leaf. Although it is gold, it looks extremely simple in pattern. Under the night sky, there is a light luster.
On the whole continent, there is only one such badge! And this badge. On the land of Roland. In some ways, it can even be more majestic than the scepter of the emperor.
Chairman of the Roland Continental Wizards Union. Jago-Daogen, wearing this expensive gold silk mage robe, wearing the badge of the magician union president, boredly staring at the court astrologist in the stargazing tower pretending to squint and holding A pile of messy things, once in my mouth, looking at the sky with that pair of quilted eyes, murmuring did not know what was muttering.
From the bottom of his heart, Jago-Daugen dismissed this so-called astrology. He is one of the most orthodox magicians. There are two kinds of professions that orthodox magicians look down on. One is the magic pharmacist. As the chairman of the magician union, Mr. Dougon once proposed to kick the magician out of the magician. Ranks. The second is the astrologer. In his view, this kind of thinking that looking at the stars in the sky can get the will of the gods and predict the future, all are deceiving things. Only studying magic, studying the powers of this world, the power of nature, is the only way to understand the gods.
The last afterglow of the sun finally disappeared, and the sky was completely dark. To the east, a crooked moon has quietly emerged from the sky. As the daylight fades, the stars in the sky gradually show their outlines.
The court astrologer, wearing a gorgeous robe, continued to tinker with his stuff with a serious face ...
What makes Doug a bit tedious is that although no one believes the results of divination, it is a necessary ritual. This type of divination every year is actually a good opportunity for the emperor to shoot horses. Although Doug hated this kind of thing, but he was the chairman of the Wizards Union. He was already in this Vanity Fair. When he came to this kind of occasion and participated in this ceremony, it was a manifestation of respect for the imperial power.
Furthermore, the magician union also receives a large donation of gold coins from the royal family every year for funding.
It's still cold at night. Unfortunately, in order to show respect for heaven, these powerful magicians cannot use even a small magic to warm themselves. The magician is very old, and even Doug himself feels a bit chill. He even speculates maliciously. Will this boring ceremony be just a small prank that the emperor dislikes the magician union? revenge? Intentionally let these people freeze here overnight at night?
Doug slipped his mouth. He glanced under the tower.
The waiter of the temple has already waited there. According to tradition, the results of divination will be sent to the palace and the temple respectively. The two "her Majesties" of the Roland mainland, an emperor and a pope, are in the palace and the temple at the same time. Pray here. Thank God for the instructions.
But things are a little different this year. The elders of the temple did not arrive, but just sent a chief pope under the pope. In the past, as the chief knight of the holy knights who represented the temple, none of them came this year. The temple only sent one eight-level holy knight.
The three knights, one mutiny, two were killed. Such news has spread to the mainland. It seems that the temple is in great trouble. I heard that the elders were sent out to hunt down the rebellious land knight Hussein.
The relationship between the magician union and the temple has always been cold, and Doug's heart is somewhat gloating.
It is estimated that Her Majesty in the Temple must be in a bad mood right now? With this bad mood. But pretending to be a solemn prayer ceremony as if nothing had happened ... Doug smiled slightly, he didn't even notice that he laughed.
According to regulations, in such divination rituals, no one beside can make any sound.
But Doug's identity is here. Who dares to blame him? The emperor's representative, a court governor, just looked carefully at the chairman of the magician's union and did not dare to speak.
(If now, the sky suddenly drops a star. It will be lively.) Doug conjectured.
Just a hundred years ago, during an astrological ceremony on the eve of National Day, I do n’t know what happened. A sudden vision appeared in the starry sky. A big star struck with the whistling tail flame Breaking through the sky, as if falling towards the sky! The terrible scene shocked everyone, but everyone thought it was an ominous sign. Astrological ceremonies divined such a scene. Everyone thought it was terrible. As a result, after that time, this extremely bad sign caused a turmoil in the imperial capital. The astrologist thought that it was the evil spirit that came to the world and endangered the imperial nation. As an excuse, His Majesty was embroiled in it for a while, watching the noisy quarrels, and the Emperor killed many people.
That happened a hundred years ago. There is such a thing in the temple now. If the starry sky had a phenomenon of a hundred years ago tonight. So will it cause some royal trouble again?
With malicious speculation, Doug waited boringly for the end of the ceremony.
Finally. In the middle of the night, the pretended astrologer was as tired as he was after running for ten kilometers in one breath, and he sat on the ground with breathless paralysis, his face sweating, and his whole body seemed to be weak. The prepared parchment was filled with the results of his so-called divination. I am afraid that he could understand only those ghost-painting symbols.
"Okay! Thank you God for your blessing, and the imperial nation is prosperous." The court astrologer exhausted a roll of parchment paper, and then handed it to the court director seriously.
It's hard for him ... every year, he pretends to be so funny. Chairman Doug sneered secretly, but still pretending to be happy, watching the court director say that he was holding a parchment and came to his own eyes. The chairman of the magician union looked solemn, and then swiped his fingers a few times. , Performed a permanent cure. This spell can keep this parchment from being damaged for hundreds of years. Then, this ridiculous ghost symbol will be solemnly kept in the secret file of the palace ...
In fact, this permanent curing technique can be performed by casually pulling a level 5 or 6 magician. There is no need for Chairman Doug to do it himself.
After finishing the last work tonight, Doug breathed a sigh of relief, and was finally able to go back. It's really cold above this tower.
It seems as if you are doomed. This night will certainly not be calm!
When the crowd was about to leave, all of a sudden, I heard the sound of a thunderous sound coming from the sky like summer nights, and then when everyone looked for the sound, they saw the sky above the northeast. A shining spot of light is rapidly expanding. Then a star, red all over, with a whining long tail flame, that long tail flame is like a inverted broom, whistling, breaking through the sky, as if a red fire burned out the sky. Scratches, falling towards the west ...
Everyone is holding back. Seeing this vision in the sky as if stagnant ...
For a long time, it was still the court director who suddenly changed his color, his face showed a panic expression, opened his mouth, and suddenly screamed, "The stars have fallen! The stars have fallen !!! The broom star !!!" >
The shout immediately resonated with everyone, as if a stone was thrown into the water calmly, and suddenly, a buzz. The voices were boiling, everyone looked different, some panicked, some meditated, and some ecstasy. Some concerns ...
In short, everyone has a different mind in mind, worrying about the country and the people worrying about the National Games for this terrible phenomenon, and some people know the turmoil a century ago. I'm afraid that this incident will cause any disturbances, and some people are beginning to figure out how to take advantage of the momentum of this incident ...
The only thing that didn't say anything was Mr. Doug, the chairman of the magic union, and the court astrologer.
The difference is that Doug feels a bit ridiculous. He is a magician, but he doesn't believe what kind of godly direction this star phenomenon is. It just happened to me just now, and that happened. Can't help but feel a bit ridiculous, is it right for me to be an astrology master?
The court astrologer is completely frightened!
The broom star appears! This is obviously very ominous! It is obviously a bad sign! But he "divined" the prosperous results of the National Games just now. The broom star appeared immediately, didn't he flick his mouth fiercely?
It's small to lose face, but this incident happened, and His Majesty was angry, I'm afraid I'm going to be bad! !!
Plop, the court astrologer fell to the ground, but none of the people around him reached out to help him. There are others who look at this guy with pitying pity ...
When a broom star appeared in the sky a hundred years ago. The emperor immediately cut off the court astrology master!
This guy ... looks like another unlucky ghost.
Either the broom star or anything. Chairman Doug was too lazy to participate in such boring things. Let these royal and nobles go on their own, the magician union will not get caught up in this dispute.
Thinking of this, Chairman Doug nodded to the court director who was already indifferent, and was about to leave.
But at this moment, a man wearing a mage's robe quickly ran up the tower and squeezed out several nobles along the way. If he didn't look at his mage badge, he had a high reputation and was famous in the imperial capital. Many people know him, I'm afraid he was stopped by the Royal Guards long ago.
The mage who rushed up quickly ran to Doug, and then he didn't care about any etiquette. With a solemn look, he whispered in Doug's ear in front of so many people. A few words.
The chairman of the magic union was still a little dissatisfied, thinking that it was an unethical act to whisper in his ears in public, but the words of reproach in his mouth had not yet come to speak. Hearing the words of the other party's whispers suddenly changed his face!
Chair Doug trembled slightly, and the people around him couldn't help wondering. What the **** is going to change the color of the leader of this magician across the continent?
"He ... really dead?" How dodgy Doug's complexion was: "OK?"
"OK." The intruder's forehead was full of cold sweat: "The original stone he left behind has been broken ..."
There were several people standing close by, and I couldn't help wondering when I heard this last sentence.
In the Wizards Union, those senior wizards who have reached a certain level can get great honors from the Wizards Union, even some direct help. Because any powerful magician is a valuable power and wealth to the magician union. Unfortunately, all the strong are weird by nature, and like to be free and unrestrained, and even like to travel around. In order to deal with this phenomenon, the magic union uses a kind of "native stone", which is a kind of life mark magic. Every great magician will leave his life mark in the original stone. And once the magician dies, even in the end of the earth, the original stone has induction, it will be broken, so that the magician union can at least grasp whether these senior magicians are still alive in the world.
"Is it his piece?" Jago Doug, the magician leader of Roland's continent, flashed deep eyes in his black eyes, if he was close to him. It can even be found that the chairman of the wizards union is shaking his fingers.
"OK." The mage who sent the letter whispered: "It's the oldest stored rough stone ... it really broke."
After all, he is the chairman of the magician union of the whole continent. Jago Doug immediately realized that this is not a place to show his emotions. He worked hard to set his mind and quickly issued an order:
"Check it out immediately! Where did he die and how did he die? I don't think there is any strong man on this continent who can kill him! God, he actually died ... be sure to find out! And the female apprentice he brought to the wizards union for evaluation. That little girl, the eloquent eighth-level magician! Be sure to find her! By the way, the most important point, you remember! "Ya Go-Doug took a deep breath: "Last month, according to the report. Didn't he take the young master of the Rowling family? Find him! Find the young master of the Rowling family! We must at least know what happened What! In the end, for such a powerful magician will die! Maybe when he dies, the little master of the Rowling family will be with him! Go check! But look for it! Go !!!!
After that, the mage who reported the letter hurried down. Younger-Doug barely smiled at those people who cast a strange look around him, and then sighed: "It's nothing, don't be surprised, but today it seems destined to be an ominous day ... The magician union lost A legendary great magician! My co-teacher, the co-chair of the previous magician union president, the great legendary magician ... Gandoff, passed away.
The voice just fell, the audience was uproar ~
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On this night, all the emperors. They were all alarmed by the unexpected starry vision, just as Mr. Youngor Doug changed color for the amazing news.
At the northern end of the Luolan continent, across the Lancang Grand Canal, across the thousands of miles of the northern plains, all the way to the vast frozen forest, in the dense forest, the snow is so thick that someone's knee is so thick.
A group of people was walking through the woods with difficulty.
Du Wei took the place of Hussein and walked in the front of the queue. He held Hussein's sword in his hand. Original long sword made of refined steel. It was covered with terrible ground fissures, and the edge of the blade was full of dense notches.
Dewey's situation is very bad. He walked with a quiver, and in addition to occasionally splitting the thorns in front of him, the sword in his hand was more useful as a walking stick.
Behind Dewey, the situation of the Paladin Hussein is worse than Dewey. Hussein wrapped his head with a cloth, and his left eye was also covered. Under the cloth, there was The blood of Yin Hong exuded the color. The knight looked extremely weak. He was breathing, and could not stop coughing. The blood was mixed with spit from the corner of his mouth. His chest and back were badly damaged, and one arm was also damaged. The simple hanging on his chest made him very unstable, and he followed Du Wei barely.
Behind it, a beautiful, almost terrible woman, Her Majesty Queen Medusa. But Her Majesty Medusa's face was almost pale at this moment, her eyes were still closed and her expression seemed indifferent, but surprisingly, she couldn't walk by herself. There was a big mouse more than one meter tall, and Gegewu was supporting her vigorously. Medusa's body was soft as if she had no half bones, and almost half of her weight was pressed by the poor mouse prime minister Body.
And Gegewu, God is poor. Almost all of its gray hairs were burnt to black. The long mouse tail was half cut, and even one ear was almost cut off.
In this group, the only one who looks intact is the elegant penguin, Mr. qq.
Qq still twisted his fat body, and barely followed the team with short feet.
Du Wei, Hussein, Medusa, Gegewu, qq.
In this small team, whether it is human or snake or mouse or penguin. They were all downcast and dignified.
Only one person is missing.
The old magician, the old immortal, is no longer in the team.
It is extremely difficult to walk in the frozen forest. Du Wei and others, everyone has injuries, this team has several top mainland continents. Now almost disabled, even struggling to walk in the frozen forest.
"Canyon! Look! It's a canyon! We've reached the territory of the Tree Terran." Du Wei, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted.
In the distance, in the crevices of dense trees, you can see the low peaks on both sides unfolding. It is exactly the valley that was originally occupied by Medusa.
"When you get inside, the youthful old spring there can heal your injuries, Hussein." Du Wei sighed.
The knight looks somber and says something. He murmured.
He suddenly raised his chest, striding over Dewey, and he staggered, but with an indomitable sigh, Dewey sighed. Looking at Hussein's back, what was going to be said.
The knight suddenly turned around and glanced at Dewey with only one eye left: "Remember, sooner or later. I will kill back! Use the head of the old dragon to honour the dead old immortal Guy! "
"I believe." Du Wei nodded, his face no longer smelled of jokes, and his eyes showed a firm gaze: "Although I don't like that old guy too, we will definitely look for the Dragon Race. Revenge! I will! "
"Du Wei." Hussein suddenly shook his body. He had been insisting on him by a will, but now he couldn't stand at the moment. After he shook it a bit. Reaching out and supporting a big tree around him, the rest of the eyes stared at Dewey carefully: "You listen. That old dragon killed him, so now, you and I are the only one left in this world He is a descendant of Aragon. I have to take on this mission whether you are willing or unwilling! Especially you! So I hope you do n’t want to be half-hearted anymore, the current situation does not allow you to have a chance to shake! If we want to Find revenge on the Dragons, then you must grow up to be as strong as Aragorn! Otherwise, we are not opponents of that old dragon. Neither of us! "
So what happened in these three days?
A few years later. Du Wei once mentioned his first adventure in this life with the people around him, from the frozen forest to the Dragon Mountain. Talking about the escape and returning to the place, mentioning the hunting game agreed with the dragon patriarch at the end, after that, Du Wei will faintly hate this experience.
"At that time, we had found a way to deal with the Icefield Magic Array, but no one expected that the dragon patriarch, the old dragon, came too fast! I thought we were going for two days first, waiting for him to catch up One day after that, in this way, we have at least three days to escape. But I didn't expect that ... the old dragon came too fast, and in less than two and a half days, it had caught up with us ... If it weren't for Gandalf ... "
Okay, let's set the time back to three days.
Place: Forgotten ice sheet.
Time, three days before the 960th National Day of the Roland Empire.
The terrible storm is engulfing, and several tornadoes form a huge and almost terrifying storm regiment, which envelops a team of adventurers. The magic circle can be broken at any time ...
"Wind-proof needle? This is a wind-proof needle?" Du Wei looked at qq, and looked at the thing holding in his hands inconceivably.
Because, qq finally found a long box from the many relics in Aragon. After opening, there is a simple sword in it!
The scabbard is inlaid with seven eye-sized gems, red orange yellow green blue blue purple! Seven colors of gems are embedded in the scabbard, and the stalks are densely covered with strange patterns, making it feel very tight and comfortable to hold.
I don't know how many years this sword is, but ... this is clearly a sword!
"This is a windshield needle." qq's tone was firm: "I left it to me by the master of Aragon, and I won't remember it wrong."
Behind him, the old magician kept staring at this thing, and suddenly he shouted, "This ... this is Aragon's sword!"
"What?" Du Wei glanced back at the old guy.
"The colorful gems on the scabbard are actually the seven high-end Warcraft magic cores killed when Aragon traveled to the mainland during his lifetime! This is the most powerful magic blessing weapon in the literature! And it is sharp Unparalleled, unbreakable! "The old magician was suddenly excited:
"This ... this is the sword of the king! It is the sword of the king left by Aragon!"
Are they windshield needles? Or ... the sword of the king? !!
"Okay!" Du Wei shouted, "Don't talk nonsense! It doesn't matter what the sword of the king is or what kind of windshield! As long as it can protect us from this **** storm! Otherwise! We're almost done! Now, qq, tell me how to use this thing! Quick! "
qq gave Du Wei a dissatisfied look: "I said it, I don't like the name!"
"Quick!" Du Wei was impatient with this penguin.
"Okay." qq sighed: "Master Aragon told me, as long as his mission can pull it out of this scabbard ..."