"The Bible." He said the word with difficulty, as if it would stick to his lips. "What's the meaning?"
"Why are you so sure? You just took a look." The other party asked.
Why? Uriel asked himself. The reasons for his determination need not be mentioned. Although he had a lot of dealings with these divine relics, the more he explored, the more doubts he had. Within and outside dreams, they are linked to the fate of countless people.
"We are all possessors, have been exposed to it, and been captured by it." He tentatively revealed the information.
"What did you bring?" Alanwo Elf asked again.
Her words seemed unrelated to each other. If the witch foresaw my arrival, Anais figured out my purpose, and the Bible revealed my identity, what else did she want to know? The apprentice didn't understand.
"Maybe we can each get what we need," he replied defensively.
The Alanvor elf nodded. "I am Nadia Astrid, the president of Twilight Veil, the sixth guardian of the Stairway to Heaven." Her self-introduction was astonishing. "Obviously, you're surprised. But before we take the time to explain, we need to be honest with each other. I've seen your ring. Let it out for air."
Unexpectedly, the breakthrough point is here. "Is this your condition, Lady Astrid?"
"Call my name." The white-haired elf said in a tone that left no room for doubt, "Take it out. Otherwise we have nothing to talk about."
The apprentice compromised. He slowly took off his gloves, exposing Croita's Nightwhisper ring to the candlelight. If he had known that the Chuyuan Society had infiltrated the Moon Capital, he would have put Sauron away before entering the city. Now that the clues have been leaked, there is no need to hide it anymore.
Nadia's eyes glanced lightly. "This is proof, young man. I have announced my status, and you must respond. Didn't your mentor teach you?"
The feeling of being dislocated in time and space is so weird. "It's because I'm not skilled."
"Steanna often prevaricates like this. It seems that all the apprentices taught by the tower are the same."
"I thought you didn't understand us." You shouldn't have. Uriel was completely confused. The president of Twilight Veil seems to have some kind of secret connection with Croita. Generally speaking, Sauron would jump out to give him some guidance at this time, but now he is in an ancient and bizarre dreamland, and Mr. Ring 80% of the time More confused than he was.
"The Aurenia Empire does not reject the First Origin. On the contrary, they are willing to accept powerful mysterious creatures to supplement the power of territorial expansion. I disguised myself and entered the Mercury Temple, where I served the three gods with the Archbishop. If not Divine magic needs to match the corresponding priesthood. I am afraid that I will be the first Alanwo person to become the pope of the empire."
"Needless to say, the attitude of the tower," Ring Kaka wrote, "Otto, the God of Destiny, has both the compassion of Lucia and the determination of Gaia. He issued an oracle to let the prophet accept you. Of course, it is a piece of cake." Here you go
Uriel regretted taking it out.
Nadia turned her face sideways, her bright red eyes flickering for a moment. "I prayed to meet with the National Master, but was turned away. He did not admit that our fires were similar, and even used the danger of the border of order to shirk it. But in fact, I just went a step late, and the tower was already there Stiana.”
"Dangerous?"
"Primordial cannot leave the scope of order, otherwise the changes in fire will be very fatal. Just like a person needs to drink water when thirsty and eat when hungry, do you still need to explain?" Nadia waved her hand, "Are you a mysterious apprentice, or are you passing through Mysterious creature of ritual?”
"Please continue." Uriel did not dare to dwell on this issue anymore. It is best not to take the knowledge in dreams too seriously, Sauron's records are more credible. "But you're saying that the National Preceptor of Aurenia is also the origin?"
"He decided he wasn't."
The Tower Prophet couldn't be the Nameless One, something must have gone wrong. Uriel did not dare to believe the information in the dream. "Could it be that your standard for defining Wuming...Primary Origin is not the state of fire?"
"No. The standards are recognized. I can feel the connection from the tower. That is the purpose of my joining the Aurenia Trinitarian Cult. Without professional guidance, we are just squandering our talents, and the results may not be as good as ordinary ones. people."
"It's just that the astrologer rejected you. Stefana was in Mortus back then...?"
"She is a descendant of the tower's astrologer family, and is far more reliable than an outsider like me." Nadia combed her hair, "I thought all of you apprentices would remember this. No wonder only Du Yilin came, presumably from the country. The division blocked the news."
Uriel had difficulty assessing the accuracy of her guess. After all, Croita today is very different from a thousand years later, which is why he dare not impersonate the tower messenger without permission.
"How much nonsense do you have to say? Let's talk about something useful quickly." Nadia put the Gospel of Gaia on the table. "The hatred between the Tower and the Veil of Dusk started on my own, and it had little to do with Anna. While astrologers were still dusting off old papers, I had already found the way to the world of the gods. This is actually the source of our contradictions. .”
"Contradiction?" the apprentice repeated, "road?"
"It's too far for you."
This is not bullshit coming out of my mouth. Uriel felt uncomfortable being stuck by her: "If it has something to do with a divine relic, it would be a matter of time before I come into contact with it."
"The problem is, I'm not sure whether there is a connection between the two. God's relics are God's relics, and gods are gods. Alanwo is the country of faith in the Broken Moon, and Kamaria is also a well-deserved creation of God. This pair of people living in Are the moon elves among them helpful? No. His gifts are all given to the First Source."
"I heard Kamaria was once a werewolf."
"In front of me, no one dares to admit that they know something about the legend." This seemingly young elf president, the leader of an organization that was identified as a claw of the devil in the mysterious field of later generations, declared arrogantly. To be honest, she is almost on par with the original water fairy Aurora. "Since you have heard many stories, how much do you know about the rumors about the Bible?"
Uriel held Sauron down to prevent him from taunting him back. After all, we still have people to ask for. "Not much. I have only come into contact with the Scroll of Oath, and found that most of it cannot match the rumored abilities."
"God's relics are not the only ones. They have their own mysterious rules. Take the Scroll of Oath you have come into contact with as an example. It was once Alan Wo's treasure until it was stolen by Goffel and the musicians. Magic contracts that were popular among associations , almost all of them are rubbings of it." Nadia told him, "Mortals believe that divine relics store part of the spirit of the gods and the origin of the order, so they pursue them relentlessly. The Alanwo royal family is one of them. They are also That’s what I can count on.”
"They expect to follow the footsteps of the gods?"
"No. Mortals are more realistic." She suddenly frowned, "In a sense, our purpose is the same."
"what is that?"
"Escape from Alanvor."
Somehow, a chill crept up my spine. Uriel thought of the city buried under the Angmar tunnels, which was the future Kamaria. The effects of the Dragonbane are felt across Knox, and it is a war on all fronts for the Order. Now that the Moon Capital has been destroyed, the Kingdom of Alanwo will naturally collapse as well. But Aurora is still alive. She and her tribe are guarding the end of the Black Moon River, looking forward to the day when they can break free.
To realize this wish, she can do anything. If they hadn't met Meme in the tunnel, it's possible that Winnie Watts had been shrouded in mystery and had once again become a gathering place for werewolves.
"Why... why?"
"Of course it's a war." Nadia raised an eyebrow, "Anyone with long eyes can see that Oregna is eyeing Alanwo with covetous eyes, and only hopes that the frost moon will pass so that the neighbors can become 'one of their own'. If the time comes, Thinking about migration again, I am afraid that the quagmire I want to get out of belongs to a knight lord in a certain pioneer land. Most likely the lord of Blackwood County. Who do you think it will be?"
"That's not the case." Of course Uriel would not play guessing games with her. "Oregna will not invade Alanwo, at least not in the near future." Because you were defeated by demons. "I think the empire hasn't even settled the affairs of Cangzhi Forest and its own court before the new emperor puts on his crown."
Nadia looked at him for a long time, as if she was looking at an underground person who did not live in Binya Ao. She crooked her knuckles and tapped on the page. Benedict. Benedict. Benedict.
"Your perspective on the problem is very...simple." The Moon Elf president considered the words, "I found that you would separate the national war from the mysterious power, as if the soldiers would only carry iron bars to chop and attack the city wall. It's like throwing an arrow. But Uriel, in fact, there are many - to be precise - most of the time, it is us who control the war. Because victory is not won by faith and prayer, but by our strength. We. Mysterious creature. Can you understand?”
"……I see."
"It's not even close." Nadia exposed him, "You don't understand the gap caused by the degree of mystery. There are higher and lower levels, but if compared with higher levels, then our gap is nothing. "
She stood up. "It is true that the difference in mystery does not mean the difference in power, but what I want to consider is not a game of pretending to be better than who. When you need to be responsible for the lives of a large group of people, you will find that one simple thing The little things become difficult, and the slightest carelessness can lead to huge losses. You have to satisfy them, take care of them, and continue them, and this means that you will not be able to help yourself. I guess you will not like this kind of life, no one does. But You can’t just walk away.”
Nadia looked into her apprentice's eyes: "That's me, and I only need to look after my association. The Aurenia Empire is a huge behemoth, and her master must face more severe challenges. So thinking from his perspective, You will hope to stabilize the court and digest the fruits of victory in the war, but you can't do that." She walked across the carpet imposingly, the orange-red candlelight making her shadow dance wildly on the stone wall. "For you and your crown belong to Aurenia, and she does not belong to you."
Uriel couldn't help but take a half step back. "I...I can probably understand."
President Chuyuan smiled slightly. "Understanding the suffering of others is a monk's strong point. Parsul told me that your talent in this area is far superior to that of your peers."
Although he shouldn't waste time, the apprentice couldn't help but ask: "Did she mention me?"
"They have met a lot of old friends recently, but unfortunately they are not very tolerant. If it were you, you would also miss the special cases." Nadia patted the gospel book and shook off the broken shells stuck to the spine. “Or maybe they found the time to read it.”
Confessions. "You are collecting divine relics. Is there any rumor that you can escape Alan Wo's Bible?"
"It sounds a bit ridiculous." The white-haired and red-eyed Alanwo elf waved his hand and motioned for the apprentice to step back a little. Uriel felt like he was being pardoned. He seized the opportunity and almost stepped out of the door. "But the fact is that we, like the water fairies, are all looking for the heavenly kingdom of the gods."
You say you have found it... "What is the Kingdom of Heaven like?"
"I can't see it. Mortals can only peek at its steps, but that also requires a very high level of fire."
"Not even Chuyuan?"
"Do you know the path above the Ring Steps?"
"The realm of space." Uriel confessed. Even in the mysterious realm of the future, this is considered a secret to many low-level mysterious creatures. Fortunately, the Tower has no need to block information from its apprentices.
"From mortals to mysterious creatures, we need to ignite souls, communicate magic, and then create mystery. I think this process will be familiar to you."
"Indeed." He listened patiently.
"When you change jobs, you will go through a second test. If you are a lucky person who inherits the mystery, you can do both at the same time, and the difficulty will be greatly reduced. Templar wizards and towers both fall into this category, but doing so will not It's not much better than the normal steps - the power of witchcraft, magic and astrologers requires knowledge and magic to be controlled together. Even if you reach the sky in one step, you have to spend a lot of time practicing. There is a difference between understanding and mastering."
Nadia slowed down her speech: "This is because the fire ceremony and job transfer ceremony give us changes in consciousness, not individual qualifications."
Uriel felt her words become cryptic.
"And if you have the talent, the courage, and the right time, then you can choose to move on. The next stage of the mysterious road, the Sky Realm is named after its most obvious external manifestation - getting rid of gravity and reaching a new world. height...but we still need a rite of passage.”
"What kind of ceremony?" the apprentice asked curiously. Sauron would not answer his question, and even the White Envoy thought it was too early. Of course, a large part of the reason was that he had not yet arrived at Gaohuan at that time, and the instructor did not have time to meet with him later.
"Where did I know? It is your own mysterious ritual, closely related to your profession. Do you want to confess your profession?"
"No. That's it." Although this is a dream, the characters in it are not stupid. Uriel didn't want to spend any more time explaining the reasons for his carelessness. "Only in the air can you peer into the stairway to heaven?"
"It's still a little short of that. Without the guidance of divine relics, even the Sky Realm will lose its direction inside." Nadia told him, "I call it a ladder, not because it looks like a doorstep."
"Oh...oh." That's pretty much what the apprentice imagined in his mind. He quickly cleared the screen. "Now that you have the Bible, aren't you completely able to go to the Kingdom of Heaven? Or are you unable to bring the entire association with you?"
"Because the Stairway to Heaven is at the border of Order."
The answer is so simple. "The Hell of the Original Origin."
"That's right. We need to go through hell to reach heaven, so why don't we stay? It's better to die on the battlefield than to die in vain in that hell place."
"Others will die, so are you an exception? Or are there other conditions?"
Nadia pulled out a snow-white three-part sword from the wall.
Before that, Uriel thought it was just decoration. It seemed weightless. The warm light falls on the sword body, is absorbed by the strange texture, and then projected out with a cold edge. This is an extremely sharp weapon with a mysterious color that is difficult to match with ordinary alchemical creations.
This is actually the Bible that the Black Knight stole from the School of Silence.
"I call it 'key'." President Chuyuan turned the blade, and Uriel couldn't help but want to retreat. His body immediately recalled the feeling of a sharp edge slicing through muscle and bone. This couldn't be more uncomfortable. "But the key only wanted to protect the owner and didn't care about anything else. So I started replacing it with other Bibles."
The apprentice tried his best to ignore the strangeness. The sharp weapon in front of me belongs to a dream, a phantom of its true form, and cannot be confused with the Black Knight's Bible. It's just a sword, it can't jump up and pierce me. "You are referring to the Scroll of Oath."
"Yeah. It doesn't work either." Sure enough she tried. "But the effect of that Bible is different from that of my key, which shows that the direction is right: it is indeed possible to cross the stairs relying on God's relics."
"...But you have to find a relic of God that can protect everyone. Is there really such a Bible?"
"The target will not come to the door." Nadia shrugged, "But I have the key, and I will find it one day. The problem is time. My time is limited, and this is not the only thing I have to worry about... so I Let the water fairy study the original contract - you call it the scroll of oath - to find the right helper."
From this point of view, it doesn't matter if the Scroll of Oath remains in Alanvor or is taken away. Nadia knows it exists, so she must have a way to find it. Biblical attractions will, as usual, lead to more “kinds” anyway. Uriel found that he was also one of the people who took the bait.
"Have you found a helper?" The apprentice speculated, "Is it Parsul?" She is the Saint of Blue and must have come into contact with the Monument of Saint Valoran. Ms. Mabel had told him that the stone tablets of the forest race were the Bible, a worthy legacy of the gods.
"She refused but gave me their loot in exchange for help."
Finally getting to the point. "Why is that? I mean, why did she refuse? There must be some reason."
"Because Parsur is undergoing a mysterious ritual."
Only then did Uriel understand why Nadia mentioned the mysterious realm to him. "Mysterious ritual," he repeated doubtfully, "Are you sure?"
"Of course not. She took her partner home to visit relatives." The white-haired elf said expressionlessly. "That would satisfy you?"
The apprentice almost bit his tongue. "No...no. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"There is no other answer. Parsur is one of us, and I believe you understand this. She gave this relic to the association because it does not belong to the god she believes in."
"So strict?" Then she should keep Joey. Although Parsour was able to get along with her mentor, Uriel never believed she could convince the latter to convert to Heather. Not even the Mercury Temple can do it. After all, Joey is not a person who can be influenced by piety, and it is impossible for the future Bai Zhizhi, let alone the current mentor.
"I only know so much, and I have provided you with a lot of clues. As for the content of Palu's ritual, you have to think about it yourself. After all, you have known them much longer than I have."
The apprentice was lost in thought. Nadia turned back to the couch by the fire and picked up the porcelain hammer again. The sound of a nutshell shattering woke him up. "Thank you for your help, Lady Nadia."
"I have no shortage of thanks."
"Okay, I will help you pay attention to the Bible. This is also one of the things I care about recently." He promised sincerely. "I hope to see you again next time I come here, Lady Nadia."
"Tell it to the lake. The water fairies can't see the relics, but they can still see you." The president of "Twilight Veil" said, "You can keep your promise, can't you?"
Uriel didn't answer.
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