The apprentice lay on the ground, feeling that several of his bones were broken. But in fact, his magic power has recovered a lot in the past half day, and it is more than enough to protect him and poke him. He was physically sound and had only wounds from previous battles.
The surrounding area was gray and white, and he felt rough sand rubbing against his throat with every breath he took. But the most obvious thing was the icy cold current mixed with the smell of blood. They lingered for a long time, irritating his nasal cavity with all their strength, until the apprentice had to turn over and cough desperately.
At this time, he suddenly touched the frost, and the particles adhered to the smooth stone slab, gradually melting by the temperature of his fingers.
"...Hall?" Uriel climbed up holding on to the broken stone pillar. He was thinking about how he fell from the castle tower to the main castle hall. There is a diagonal line connecting the two, unless the direction of gravity suddenly changes.
But this is even more ridiculous than Gavin Wiggins' sincere remorse. How could he be deceived by that guy's performance and actually believe that the jackal who killed his brothers and feet could choose to give up in the face of despair? Even if such people fall into the abyss, their ambition and unwillingness can still make them climb onto a lucky dead branch.
As the future earl, Danlfien was indeed lacking, but she was just a child, and the ending of being murdered by her trusted brother was a bit too cruel.
But getting back to the topic, how did he fall vertically and create a parabola? Who helped me when I fell?
But there was no sound around, and the magic was like a pool of stagnant water.
The smoke and dust were so thick that Uriel could not see his surroundings clearly for the time being, but he could tell with his toes that this must be the result of the battle between Joey and Newell. He watched the sunlight begin to penetrate the fog and began to feel around.
This move did not end until gravel fell under his feet.
Uriel was standing next to a huge pit, with the broken stone slab broken at ninety degrees; and under the pit lay two people, one wearing a sky blue dress with his eyes closed, the other with black hair and eyes, lying on his back. Staring at the empty dome.
"Sauron." The apprentice spat out a mouthful of stone dregs.
The frost faded from the girl's body.
"How are they doing?"
"She fainted"
The ring paused for a moment, "The other one is just like you see it."
Before Uriel could say anything, Danlfien woke up due to the sudden change of cold and heat. She groaned and opened her eyes to see her brother lying beside her.
A sharp stone penetrated Gavin's throat, and blood continued to pour out. He stared aimlessly at the broken skylight, the warm light of the afternoon refracted back and forth on the sparkling sequins on his chest, burning his eyes.
Now he no longer had to worry, death ended all thinking. Good and evil, accidents and disasters, struggles and lust for power, the dead need not consider.
The apprentice couldn't explain how he felt. The only one Gavin wanted to kill was Danlfien. Maybe he didn't want to kill anyone at first. But who can know what Archduke Tracy is thinking? It's not that easy to be a noble's son.
I don't hate him that much.
Uriel realized that his fighting spirit was gradually declining due to the sudden death of the opponent. His emotions were focused on the Necromancer Newell. Although the former's behavior was despicable, it was not as crazy as massacring the city-state.
He shook his hair, and the sand was shaken off. Uriel said hoarsely:
"it serves him right."
Delphine said nothing.
Uriel knew that he did not have the ability to help her recover in a short time, and the apprentice was not a psychiatrist. Even he himself felt desperate and at a loss from time to time, so much so that the comfort he forcibly suppressed seemed to be a mockery, and he simply shut up.
The wind blew through the corridor, bringing screams and voices. Uriel looked at the dust at the end of the hall that had not yet dispersed, and felt a chill coming in from behind the broken door.
There is still one damn person alive here, and the matter is not over yet.
"Let her sleep for a while." Uriel whispered to Sauron. He did not dare to say that he felt vague hatred because the other party made Gavin jealous and then led to the tragedy of Four Leaf City. Everyone is ashamed to face their own heart.
"Perhaps she will become a qualified Earl of the Ice Land." The ring tapped the girl's forehead, and Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Four-Leaf Territory escaped from the terrifying reality and fell into a dark and peaceful dream.
"But I will never be that stupid girl again"
…
"The Nameless One?!"
Joey felt the ripples of magic in the air, disappearing like the last ripples. The young man couldn't help but suddenly realized: "You used the magic potion to change your own fire."
"Yes." The black mist surged around him, and the Necromancer's body was still full of translucent holes, but he didn't care about his body. "Such a novel power is really intoxicating. It took a whole soul of Yotsuba City to be reborn, and Sauvero is not perfect yet."
Joey clenched his fists.
"From a believer in death to a vessel of demons, the fall is indeed endless. 』
As the apprentice shuffled over, he heard their conversation. Yeyu Ring followed him and sighed after hearing this.
Okay, it's a new term again... Uriel vowed to complete the knowledge of occult science in the future. It would be really uncomfortable if he couldn't even understand the dialogue. But now he can only humbly ask the wise Mr. Gessen for advice: "What is the Nameless One?"
"He is a person who has lost his name"
"Lost your name?" The apprentice didn't know that these days, even if someone changes his name, someone will give him a nickname.
"Don't underestimate the name. A person's real name is connected with his destiny, and astrologers like to peek into the future of ordinary people through their names. ” The ring replied, “When a commoner becomes a slave of a noble, his surname will be taken away - which means that from now on, his destiny is no longer in his own hands.”
“Is the Nameless One a mysterious being stripped of his name?”
"Yes, because they are born evil monsters. Maybe they are just like ordinary people when the fire is not ignited, but as long as they become mysterious, the order will remove them from the camp, and the chaotic party will not accept them; the mysterious creatures in Knox collectively call them the nameless ones, because of these people He is a homeless person who has been removed from the order.』
Uriel felt a little pity: "Then they have been abandoned by the world?"
"It was they who abandoned the world first," the ring answered.
"But you said it was innate."
"Yes, a born evil creature. Even the undead have camps and chaotic rules that govern them, but the nameless ones have nothing.』
How can it be true that someone is born evil? Uriel has never believed that there are people who are destined to do evil and harm others from birth. He believes that everyone is shaped and influenced by the environment, and the difference between good and bad is just a difference in upbringing.
Such as Gavin. He and Danlfion lived in Frostleaf Castle, and they had the lessons learned from their brothers and the carefree contrast of their sisters. It was desire and jealousy that gave rise to malice.
Uriel could not accept this explanation: "I don't understand what you mean."
"What don't you understand?" Sauron was very surprised, "Are you talking about the rules of chaos? Well, I admit that I used the word a bit wrong, putting order and chaos together... But the rules of chaos mean that there are no rules. These guys are not normal. There is no logic to the action. 』
It can be seen from the method of revenge of the Necromancer that he is not from Gavash. One can imagine what those mysterious creatures are.
"I'm not talking about that." Uriel corrected him, "I'm talking about, do you think the nameless people are all born evil, or are they just vessels of some kind of demon?"
"That's not what I said, it's what Croita's records say."
Sounds like it still has authoritative certification?
The apprentice was suddenly stuck. His lack of confidence in his lack of knowledge and the huge name of the Sky Tower made him hesitate subconsciously, but he still insisted on his own point of view: "I... I don't think it is right."
"Oh——" The ring deliberately dragged out the last stroke very long, so that even if there was no voice, the apprentice could still imagine its strange tune in his mind. "Then what do you think?" 』
"...I'm just telling the truth." Soren Gessen's inappropriate jokes made the apprentice a little tired.
"All good qualities grow from the sun's rays and mother's milk - this is the teaching of Gaia to people." Uriel can also use the goddess's teachings to stamp the truth. "I don't know if the Nameless One is evil, but the bad guys never become bad just because they are the Nameless One. You have to admit this."
"...the gods are long gone"
This was not the first time Uriel heard such words. He was not sure what the gods of Knox were about, but the apprentice firmly believed that the teachings that lead people to be good could not be wrong. Who would hate beauty?
Mr. Ring only felt that the two men had completely different priorities: "The Nameless One is unfettered and is the incarnation of the devil in Knox." Their fire is the abnormality among abnormalities, which is determined by the soul. 』
Uriel still didn't know why.
"Look, you will soon be able to understand what kind of existence the Nameless One is." It was too lazy to write any more.
The battle continues——
The screams of the undead echoed, and ghosts moved through the shadows. They dodge the sun and fly as nimble as fish swimming in a pool.
Joey slashed through the wall of gray-green flames with one sword, and the ice and fire made a hissing sound. The necromancer opposite twisted his body, and the blood from the wound spurted out, like a lemon being squeezed in a cup; at the same time, dark green arrows passed through the sky, and the messenger waved his hand and threw out a cold flash of light. They made contact in mid-air and exploded into fireworks all over the sky.
However, the sparks fell and turned into drizzle, corroding the ground until it was stained and unsightly.
The Necromancer laughed maliciously, and the soul in him laughed too. These sharp or distorted laughter were mixed together, hit the wall and then returned, polluting the environment unscrupulously.
Not to mention Joey, even Uriel who was watching the game felt a discomfort in his stomach.
"I feel it!" Newell yelled. The blood had drained from his mangled body, but he was still alive.
"Souvillier...please look at me——"
The frost spread into a giant hexagonal shield, enveloping the envoy. But the magic power of the curse has risen from the ground, and the activity of the fire has caused changes in the magic, forcing him to retreat into the corridor.
Uriel felt a cold wind pass over his back, and there was a slight sound when the messenger's boots landed. He quickly explained without looking back:
"The whole story is clear: Newell, I mean the necromancer, who was originally Gavin Wiggins' bodyguard; Gavin wanted him to kill his sister-Delphine Wiggins. Si was regarded as the Earl of Ice Land because he was born fifteen years ago, but Gavin was dissatisfied."
"Disputes within the family." The young man nodded, "What about Black Cross and Four Leaf City?"
"Newell was a survivor of the Whinney Watts Massacre."
Joey was startled.
The magic seems to be about to meet the stormy sea, the waves are violently turbulent, but the earth-shaking has not really begun yet. Uriel noticed that the other party was in a very uneasy mood, and it was obvious that this matter was of great significance to him.
"...Is he taking revenge?"
"I'm afraid so," the apprentice replied.
But Joey denied: "No, revenge is only secondary. He wants to get a lot of souls - Sovero can change the activity of fire, but the effect of the drug is extremely strong, and it is almost impossible for normal people to bear it."
"...So he used magic to connect the souls together and let the souls of civilians share his pressure." Sauron suddenly realized, "The fallen dead apostle is a profession of controlling the undead. He can use tricks to get through the period of excessive fire burning!" 』
This is the truth about the Black Cross Ritual -
Uriel felt the hatred and obsession with power, and he shuddered.
"Newell is the Nameless One?"
"It will be soon."
