The Whispering Verses Chapter 1129: The reverberation of time and space, the power that shakes slumber

As his consciousness gradually awakened, Shade felt a head gently leaning on his shoulder. Broken hair brushed his cheeks, and he felt the warm wind blowing against his ears amid the whispering.

Xia De's whole body was trembling, even though he couldn't explain the reason for his trembling at the moment.

[Use your vibrations to spread into time and space, and only when you touch those anchor points will there be an echo. 】

"Anchor. Reverberation?"

He felt his arm fit against his own, and a strange hand held his hand with fingers intertwined. The silver light is integrating into Shade's body. At this moment, he is her, and she is him.

"Echo of Time and Space"/[Echo of Time and Space]

When~

The loudest bell to date rang in that infinite time, disturbing the dreams of many mortals tonight. The shadow of the giant tree solidified above Stonehenge. For a moment, everyone felt as if time had been stolen for a second. The continuity of time and space seemed to be broken the moment the bell appeared.

"I knew something was going to happen!"

Miss Carina, Miss Aurora and Miss Sylvia also flew in the air to participate in the battle. The witches all sensed a familiar power, but they didn't know what it meant.

“.vibrate”/【.vibrate】

A violent wind rose from the center of Stonehenge, forcing even Iluna in the air to retreat continuously. As the chosen one, she was more deeply aware of the strange feeling in the position closest to Shade. Something very stable was broken, and the long river of time seemed to appear in her special left eye at this moment:

"Is this time?"

".Sleeping."/【.Sleeping.】

The solidified gray spread with Stonehenge as the center. In the next few seconds or hours, everything on the island, whether it was the falling snowflakes or the black clouds ejected from the red light underground, Gray, or the evil things of the Pantanal, the witches, and the ring warlocks, everything was frozen in that gray time.

When the flow of time returned to normal, everything that was currently fighting stopped and turned its attention to Stonehenge.

The thick fog on the island was swept away, and the heavy snow drifted from the brilliant starry sky. Among the scattered snowflakes, only Stonehenge was wrapped in thick smoke. In the smoke, the remains of thirteen giant tree-like stone pillars and thirteen clusters of bonfires were becoming increasingly clear.

"Power."/[Power. 】

It sounds like a man's voice, but also like a woman's voice. It seemed to appear in my ears, and it seemed to come from a distant sky. Under the starry river hanging upside down, with the cry of Ang~, the tentacles that were fighting with the humans all retracted into the ground and under the water surface reflecting the starry sea.

But this is not the retreat of evil things in Pantanal. On the contrary, strange sounds are produced as the continuous whispering elements collide with the real world. The entire swamp seemed to come alive. Under the shouts of the commander of this operation, the thirteen-ring warlock "Nightmare Witch" of the Church of Nature, everyone gathered towards the east of the island.

Endless groups of tentacles poke out from the ground in the western part of the Great Swamp. The subspace evil thing sealed in the great swamp spontaneously gathered itself into the body of the evil thing in Pantanal.

Under the black clouds, in the strongest earthquake to date, hundreds of tentacles shot out from the ground in the black snowflakes, and the colorful black mirror that blackened half of the sky completely shattered. At the same time that the first green tentacle pierced the space, the evil thing in Pantanal officially broke through the seal.

In the strongest whisper, tens of thousands of tentacles gathered from the ground to the air, and together with the densely packed tentacles stretched out in the dark space, they condensed into a gray-green ball dripping with juice under the black clouds. . And as the sphere dispersed, the evil things in the Pantanal finally returned to the material world after tens of thousands of years.

Disease spreads across the world, poisonous mist spreads all around, gray and black clouds envelop the body with a stench, and there are no adjectives that can describe the true body of the evil being exposed in the material world at this moment. The image it displayed was exactly the same giant plant statue that Shade had seen countless times.

Rotten branches, vines, animal carcasses, human heads, and endless black mud formed the huge humanoid body that cannot be seen directly. The wildly dancing tentacles and vines are rooted deeply in the soil, trying to draw power directly from the depths of the land.

Loud shouts and prayers came from the ground, and the surviving priests of the Pantanal Voodoo Society were loudly praising the great existence they worshiped.

"Now!"

A loud man's voice sounded from the southeast side of the island, and then, a small relic that was at least angel-level was thrown into the sky in the icy blue light.

Five thirteen-ring warlocks from the Church of Peace, Church of Nature, Church of Dawn, Church of the Sun and Church of Creation jointly launched a five-pointed star golden ritual formation above the island in the middle of the lake.

The power of Red Moon and the power of other ring magicians temporarily delayed the tentacles of the huge evil thing that could not be seen directly, and the small model of the ice and snow palace in the center of the ceremony had also risen higher, in the blizzard. Transformed into a real ice and snow palace:

“Unknown relic—the old temple of the Winter God!”

The ice and snow palace smashed into the core of the Pantanal evil wrapped in tentacles like a falling meteorite. It shattered the attacks of tentacles and branches, but was finally pulled away by the strongest vine. aside.

The Ice Palace fell to the ground, and extremely cold air currents enveloped the Pantanal Lake and surrounding areas. The wind and snow became even bigger at this moment, and the unknowable relic, with the blessing of the divine ritual of the Five Gods Church, summoned a cold enough to freeze any living creature.

Even the vine tentacles surging on the ground, corpses with gray mushrooms growing on their bodies, and rotting half-living and half-dead animals were all frozen in place under the extremely cold air. The subspace evil thing also slowed down slightly in moving towards the island in the middle of the lake, but it was still moving in this direction.

"Sure enough, he still recovered."

Miss Danister in the air frowned, and then looked at the three witches gathered together not far away, all glowing in the black mist:

"You three, can you help me?"

"Of course, we all know about your relationship with the Speaker."

Miss Aurora nodded, and then saw Miss Danister taking off the long staff she was carrying on her back. She had not used this weapon since the beginning of the battle.

"Is this the unknowable relic [Old Sage's Staff] (Chapter 725, Chapter 789)?"

"In other words, it's [Olan Nord's Library Staff]. I didn't know it had this name until I helped a student investigate the past some time ago."

Miss Danister said softly:

"Even if I am the Thirteenth Ring, I can't use it alone."

"The Speaker mentioned this relic."

So, the librarian of St. Byrons and the third seat of the Witch Council held the staff together, holding the lower end of the long staff with their left and right hands respectively, and then raised it high:

"In the name of the library!"

Golden silk threads surrounded the evil thing crawling forward in the air, and the light from the top of the long staff illuminated the indescribable body. The silk thread restraint wrapped the evil object's body, but Miss Daniste and Miss Aurora were unable to support it, so they could only use this long staff to partially seal the evil object's power.

"It's a pity that this is not the library of St. Byrons, otherwise."

Miss Danister muttered unwillingly, and flew back with the witches.

Relics, thaumaturgy, sublimated words, rituals, and a steady stream of attacks, trying to stop the evil beings heading towards the burning lighthouse. The church learned about the special nature of that lighthouse from Sister Devlin significance.

In the black blizzard, the fire and magical light soaring into the sky on the island can even illuminate the night sky that has been darkened by the appearance of evil things. But the repeated attacks only slowed down the speed of the evil being carrying the black cloud. The evil being that had just revived did not care about the human being it had attacked.

Under the light of divine magic, thousands of squirming tentacles dripping with mucus and covered with gray pimples passed by the humans who cast spells and spread their shields, and together they shot like arrows from high altitude towards the island in the middle of the lake. In the northeast, Stonehenge is almost surrounded by ground fissures.

Clouds and mist enveloped Stonehenge, and even Iluna could not see clearly what was going on inside. She couldn't react at all and watched as countless gray-green tentacles shot towards Stonehenge.

Boom!

The tentacles that touched the clouds on the surface of Stonehenge seemed to have hit a huge bronze bell. In the sound of the bell that stopped time and space again, the vines that touched the clouds and mist disappeared silently, as if they did not exist in this time and space in the first place.

The counterattack of the power of time and space gave mortals another chance to gather all their strength to block it. Sister Devlin at the top of the lighthouse seemed to be soaked in sweat at this moment, and the burns on her hands had spread to the white arm.

The phoenix watched this scene anxiously, but it had recently resurrected and did not stop the power of the evil creature in Pantanal, even though the latter was in its weakest state at the moment.

Ang!

The evil object once again gathered its tentacles, and tens of thousands of gray-green rays of light swept towards Stonehenge.

At this moment, the three hundred and sixty-five consecutive bells finally came to an end, and with a crisp female voice scolding, golden light finally erupted in the center of Stonehenge:

"Get out!"

The clouds and fog that shrouded Stonehenge shrank inward, and black leather shoes were the first to step out of the thick fog, followed by an ice blue dress. The witch holding a long staff wore a blue pointed hat swaying in the wind, and under the hat were long silver hair and red-gold eyes. Snowflakes were flying around her, and there was endless melancholy on her beautiful face.

【Witch Echo・Ice Witch Chloe】――

"I have never forgotten your blood and the warmth of your arms."

Chloe Marquez raised her right hand, visible frost spreading in the air. The extreme cold seemed to freeze time and space. It was so close that it was about to press on the east side of the island in the middle of the lake. The evil thing that forced humans to the top of Stonehenge actually retreated for the first time.

The white mist continued to shrink inward, and brown leather square-root short boots stepped out of the thick mist. A witch wearing round glasses, with long golden hair braided into dozens of braids, fluttered in the wind. There was a smile on her lips, and her slightly green face was full of longing and memories.

【Witch Reverberation・The Ageless Witch Teresa】――

"I know that graduating successfully is not my ultimate pursuit in my endless time."

Schultz Theresa stood on the right side of Miss Chloe, waving her right fist, and a huge black hole suddenly appeared in the starry sky above Stonehenge. A Titan-like star-blue transparent fist shot out of the black hole, colliding with the silent plant statue in the air, pushing it back two miles, and completely hitting the island in the middle of the lake.

The white mist continued to shrink inward, and black boots studded with broken gemstones came out of the white mist. The purple robe swayed in the wind, and the long wavy hair hung down behind her to her waist. Wearing three gemstone alchemy rings on each hand, and a pointed hat inlaid with white, black and pink diamonds on her head, she has a beautiful face between her hair, and her brown eyes are filled with scattered light. Towards the west evil things.

【Witch Reverb・Witch Emperor Violet】――

"I can always get what I want, and even you are no exception."

The Witch Emperor Violet Marshall is on the same level as Miss Teresa, but there is a subtle distance between them. She raised her right hand high, and the wind and snow stopped, turning into thousands of sharp swords and stabbing at the huge plant statue suspended on the other side of the lake. The tentacles that seemed to dance endlessly clashed with the sword of wind and snow, and the tentacles were forced to shrink back into the evil object's body bit by bit.

The white mist continued to shrink inward, and the edge of the bonfire in the center of Stonehenge could almost be seen.

Black lace-up women's long cloth boots were stepped out. The yellow-haired witch wore a brown robe with dense embroidery of ancient elven runes. Her ears are somewhat pointed, with yellow and silver earrings on her left and right ears respectively. She wears a pointed hat decorated with leaf patterns on her head, and her face is as holy and beautiful as the moon goddess.

【Witch Reverberation・Yellow Moon Witch Olanode】――

"Is it true? Although there are waxing and waning periods, the bright yellow moon and the holy silver moon are always nestled together."

She stood side by side with the Witch Emperor, raising her right hand high, and the three full moons in the brilliant sea of ​​stars seemed to be forcibly pulled to the ground by invisible hands. The red moon, yellow moon, silver moon, and March complement each other in the sky behind the lighthouse. They have protected the night moon since the earliest era, forcing the strange plant colossus under the dark clouds and the surging tentacles on the ground to shrink continuously.

Finally, all the white mist dissipated, revealing the bonfire in the center, and the witch standing beside the bonfire, embracing all the strangers who opened her eyes and looked at them. The figure of the witch is as beautiful as a purple rose flower.

On top of the red high-heeled shoes is a black skirt. The left hand with the ring is holding the pointed hat on the head in the wind and snow. The long blond hair is swinging behind the back. The tall body is wearing a gorgeous purple dress. It's like attending a grand dance.

Together with Shade, she walked out of the thick fog that shrouded the central bonfire. In the snowy night, there was a gentle smile in her bright golden eyes.

[Witch Reverberation·Feliana, founder of St. Byrons]--

"Long time no see, my dearest student."

She and Shade stood in the middle of the other four witches. The right hand wearing the principal's mark ring overlapped with Shade's, and the silver light and shadow swayed behind Shade, like a cloak, like long hair, like "her".

In the late winter of 1853 in the universal calendar of the Sixth Era, on the 26th day of the Sleeping Moon, on a night with dim stars, on the island in the center of the Pantanal Swamp, five demigods and witches who did not belong to this time and Shade Together, in the echo of time and space, we stood under the brilliant starry sky.

ps: I’m tired, there will be no updates today. The chapter at 6:50 tonight, that’s it, is gone today.

This episode is over.

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