The setting sun gradually disappears, the shadow of the window edge climbs up on the relief, the white dove is about to fly, and the fence is like closed fingers. He could hear no other sounds, only mud and sand forming streams, sliding down the snow-white marble slopes. But in the blink of an eye, this sound was also covered by the echoing bells. this late? Will the Paperclip Mercenary Group be about to retreat?
Uriel could not be distracted from his thoughts. The sights of the two law wizards were like sharp knives, pinning him in place.
"Even if the tower has biblical records, the astrologer never told me." These words came from the sincerity, and he only hoped that "Tattoo" Jizuk could see it. "No one has ever asked me about the Scroll of Oath."
"Astrologers' questions answer themselves," said Ozzie Cranky, the "eccentric expert." "They can turn to the stars and get rough answers. It's rare to hear that astrologers are interested in secrets. For them , everything is obvious.”
"But astrologers don't share secrets readily," Gizuk points out. He had a scornful smile on his face and a malicious look in his eyes. "And you, Uriel, you are the answer to many questions. It seems that we need you. Isn't it unwise to take away the promise of St. Mirend, Mr. Messenger?"
Even if he knew what I was thinking, he would probably be determined to do it. The situation was not good, but Uriel really couldn't think of any other way. If he doesn't get the Scroll of Oath back, he won't be able to use his magic, and he can only resign himself to fate. But taking back the Scroll of Oath from Linde means that he must face the blade of the Black Knight and the hostility of the Law Wizard. Although the former does not mean safety, at least Jizuk will not be in a hurry to point the finger at him. Is this the end of this attempt?
Just as the apprentice was considering the possibility of a dream within a dream, the frost runes suddenly twisted silently.
"No one likes to share secrets. 』
This was still the tone of the demon lord, and Uriel felt the threat in the words. He seemed to have other intentions, not just for the Scroll of Oaths... Before the apprentice could think too much, thousands of dark needles swept through the hall, leaving a row of deep holes in the wall.
"Tattoo" narrowed his eyes and spit out a string of spells. A magical barrier rises in the corridor, blocking out the demon lord's mysterious attacks. Cranky simply held up his suitcase. The magic hit the box, making the thing bang, but not even a crack was left. As if just to declare its existence, the unknown necromantic magic did not pose much threat to the apprentice. Although he was dodging awkwardly, Uriel couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the black knight drawing everyone's attention back.
"I thought we had a pleasant exchange." Jizuk turned his head regretfully, "Even if we belong to different positions, the Bible is our common pursuit, Lord of the Undead. I can't see your mood at all. This will give It creates serious barriers to communication with each other.”
The apprentice knew he was lying.
The undead lord raised his hand and struck out with a sword. "To communicate with you, I might as well coax the pigeons on the ground. Two losers also want to bargain?" His ridicule was far more lethal than magic, but it seemed to reveal some information.
"What do you mean?" Cranky didn't understand.
Jizuk frowned and raised his head to avoid this. It is true that Cranky could not fly into the sky, but the magic sword pierced his chest and only cut an illusory shadow. "This demon thinks we are not qualified." He explained to the weird expert, and then turned around: "Do you think the tower is more worthy of getting closer to the truth than the school?"
"In terms of strength, the astrologers can keep the Bible, but idiots like you have no chance. Why do you have to wait until the pearl falls into the swamp before you fish it out?"
"Is there anyone else who covets the Bible?"
"Like me." The undead lord admitted frankly.
"Apparently, your difficulty lies in your inability to communicate normally," the "Weird Expert" muttered. "Apart from you? That's what you mean."
"Undead, you think someone will take the Bible away from us." Jizuk asked, "And the tower messenger can be more reliable than us?"
"This is true."
"How to say?" He became interested.
At this time, Uriel heard Lord Oz whisper to himself: "If you ask me, you must be crazy. Why does the Demon Society care about whether we can keep the Bible? He is here to rob." The apprentice felt that what he said was quite right. Makes sense.
Judging from their behavior, it's hard to say that "Tattooed" Jizuk and the undead lord are normal people. Their logic is often unexpected, and they do things that others cannot understand - such as suddenly uniting to discuss issues, or leaving parchments in the hands of the enemy. The "Weird Expert" is probably the only one here who can understand Kong Jing, and maybe he is the breakthrough in today's situation. Uriel couldn't help but want to stay a little longer and see what else the dream could unfold.
"There are still people searching the Bible. I guess so. After all, the truth is in front of us, and it is impossible for mortals to resist their temptation." If Uriel was right, "Tattoo"'s expression gradually became excited. "Someone? Or a mysterious fulcrum?"
"A person who does not exist in destiny. Maybe he just doesn't exist."
"Doesn't exist...?" Everyone was lost in thought. Ozzie Cranky is no exception.
With the parchment in hand, the apprentice realized that the black knight was telling the truth. From this point of view, the Bible is more widely applicable than the mind-reading magic of "tattoo". "You're saying that if such a person exists, many mysteries will have answers. But if he exists, the devil...the Society of the Unknowns can't find any trace of him?" Uriel took the opportunity to ask.
The demon lord said nothing, but there was a kind of acquiescence in the eyes transmitted by the fire. Yeah? He wasn't sure.
However, according to the description, this man is the most outstanding nightingale in Knox, and he cannot be found even on a starless night. Not existing in Destiny means the Tower may also be helpless. "Why did he steal the Bible?" the apprentice asked again.
Tattoo rolled his eyes and scoffed at the apprentice's question. Lord Oz answered him: "Truth is priceless, Uriel. If given the chance, mortals can give everything for the secrets of the gods." The wizard clicked the parchment. "Isn't it the same for you?"
It's really different. At most Uriel is interested in the source of magic brought by the Scroll of Oath, but neither the Law Wizard nor the Demon Lord seems to know this function of the Bible. Maybe infinite magic power is nothing to the Sky Realm?
"I don't care about the nature of truth and divine relics at all." The Black Knight told them, "These things have only one function, and that is as weapons."
The mystery spread with the words, forcing Mr. Cranky to use witchcraft to resist. From the piled rubble, fine dark blue light spots rose faintly, forming a glass-like translucent sphere. It continued to rotate, emitting a stinging flash of light that seemed to be real. The wall reflected a dark blue, and countless cracks spread rapidly. Uriel originally planned to observe their every move and at the same time be selectively exposed to the mysterious aftermath. But after seeing the fate of Brick and Stone, he immediately judged that this witchcraft was not within the scope of contact.
The demon lord was unpredictable, Uriel thought, but he didn't seem happy to see the wizard in control of the Book of Oaths. Naturally, it is much easier to take the parchments from my hands than the fragments of truth from the wizards of the school. Maybe I hit an opportunity.
"Only I can keep the secret. ” At this time, the ring wrote again.
Jizuk can read my thoughts, Uriel realized, but his magic has little effect on the Black Knight. That's why the latter diverted his attention and reminded Sauron with the help of the ring. Only the dead can keep secrets... He understood what the other party was implying. I have to make a choice. But what should I do?
He quickly gave up weighing the pros and cons. The range of the blue light extends far beyond the altar. Everything it touches overturns, and even the air becomes heavy. The battle in Sky Realm caused irreparable damage to the church. The roof collapsed in the roar, large stone bricks fell into the corners, powder scattered everywhere, and dust clouds filled the air. Uriel heard a small scream coming from the corner. The "Weird Expert" heard the sound and was stunned. The suitcase was smashed away by the Black Knight's sword.
Uriel wanted to see what was going on, but Ozzie Cranky's mistake held him back. You are no longer the stupid apprentice, he said to himself, and this is just a dream, you must get enough information to turn the tables. The attitude of the "weird expert" is significantly more important than the source of the scream.
The pale sword blade stirred up a storm and pierced the barrier of divine magic. The "Weird Expert" couldn't resist with the box, so he turned his body into a phantom again and let the sharp blade pass through. He stumbled back, leaving cracks in the floor. "Jizuke! Can you see?"
"No."
"It's just a snap of your fingers."
The Black Knight changed his target, and "Tattoo" immediately flew into the air, widening the distance. "Indeed. It's a pity that I'm not in the mood. The Bible is more important than the holder of the Bible, and I must concentrate on it." The apprentice didn't need a scroll of oath to tell that he was lying.
At this time, one of the pillars supporting the dome was hit by the magic sword, and its surface was torn apart and fell into ruins. The scream was interrupted for a moment, and Uriel's heartbeat stopped. Fortunately it didn't disappear in the end. girl. He heard it. Someone's trapped over there.
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Uriel blended into the shadows and quickly crossed the altar. Above his head, the black knight had grabbed the divine chain and threw the "tattoo" that was unable to remove the divine spell to the ground. This one isn't heavy enough. The latter rolled up, picked up Cranky's suitcase, and threw it far away to its owner. They look like they still have a fight to go.
When Uriel finally saw the two apprentices hiding in the corner, his "spiritual vision" ended.
