Chapter 263
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The Prophet held the ancient book that was half her height and returned to the underground bureau in the capital. This was her 'laboratory'.
Any magic-related experiments were carried out directly in the underground of the capital.
Although the lighting in the basement of the capital was a little dim, the books on the bookshelves were neatly arranged. There was no trace of dust or cobwebs on the books at all.
The Prophet had an extraordinary obsession with cleanliness and tidiness, referred to as obsessive-compulsive disorder …
Although she had to move a small stool back and forth between each bookshelf every time she cleaned up, the Prophet never threw the book to the ground like a certain demon prince.
The Prophet put the thick "History of the Demon Realm" back to its original position as usual, and then took out a proto-crystal wrapped in a special material from the desk drawer.
This proto-crystal was the only successful invention of the demon prince. As long as it was activated, it could record sound.
"This is the 72nd recording since the invention of the recording stone. The date is 1525 of the Demon Realm calendar. The recorder is the Prophet."
The Prophet put the proto-crystal to her mouth and said softly.
She developed the habit of writing a diary when she was engaged in magic research, but since she learned how to make this proto-crystal that could record sound, she found it too cumbersome to use a diary to record the process of her exploration of the unknown, so she switched to recording with sound.
The Prophet held the 'recording stone' in her hand all the way to the depths of the basement.
This was a cage made of high-strength transparent dragon crystals. A week ago, Chief Monitor Cersei ordered the only few craftsmen in the Demon Realm to build it. The construction of this cube cage cost almost all the dragon crystals stored in the capital.
As for the creature imprisoned inside …
The prophet used his hand to lift the gray cloth covering it. The creature hiding in the depths of the cage felt the light and immediately let out an ear-piercing roar as it rushed towards the light. However, it crashed into the transparent dragon crystal wall.
"The distorted water elemental has not become normal over time. It has been completely replaced by some kind of crazy impulse. It will endlessly attack living creatures in sight."
The Prophet stared at the water elemental behind the transparent wall. It could no longer be called a water elemental.
Although the water elemental serving in the capital had no self-awareness, they would at least maintain the appearance of a chaos demon. However, this water elemental had lost its proper appearance and turned into a sticky gray liquid.
This liquid would form spikes from time to time to hit the transparent wall, as if to tear the Prophet's petite body into pieces.
"I tried to use purification to dispel the strange substance residing in its body in the last experiment, but it seems to have failed. The water elemental still retains a strong offensive power."
The Prophet looked at the water elemental behind the transparent wall that was still attacking her and sighed slightly.
"The reason for making this water elemental go out of control is probably similar to the reason for turning the crops around the capital into ashes. But I have already tried more than 20 methods and have failed in the end. I can only listen to Her Highness Cersei's suggestion and completely destroy this water elemental."
At this point, a hot inscription appeared on the Prophet's hand. After touching the transparent surface of the Dragon Crystal, the internal temperature suddenly rose until the core of the Water Elemental evaporated, causing it to completely disappear from the Prophet's sight.
After doing all this, the Prophet once again returned to his desk and took out a backpack for traveling.
After a short hesitation, she began to stuff some things on the desk into the backpack and continued to record what she had done today.
"Cersei wants me to go to Noland to learn human magic. I can't deny that humans are far ahead of our race in magic. Going to Noland to study might be able to find a way to suppress the water elemental's loss of control, but …"
At this point, the Prophet's hand paused. She picked up the recording stone that was recording her voice, and her scarlet pupils were reflected on the crystal's translucent surface.
"I can't believe that humans are truly willing to accept demons. I've seen the most despicable side of humans and their hatred for demons, so I suspect that this may be a plot by the Third Prince with the help of human power … But I've already thought of a way to deal with it."
The Prophet put down the recording stone in her hand and took off the wood-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose. Her scarlet pupils quickly turned pitch-black, and the sharp horns on her head that represented the demon race gradually disappeared.
Now, the Prophet looked like an ordinary human girl.
"I hope that this little modification to my body will come in handy." The Prophet put on the wood-framed glasses again and packed the things in the backpack. She wanted to carry the backpack.
But the height of the full backpack was comparable to her height. As soon as she carried the backpack, she lost her balance and fell to the ground.
"Wrong …"
Sitting on the ground, the Prophet adjusted her slightly crooked glasses. Then she straightened her calves and used all her strength to stand up. Her consecutive attempts ended in failure.
"This body can't bear such a heavy backpack. I'll slightly reduce the burden."
… …
In the Firefly Tree Garden in the center of the capital, the Prophet finished packing and came to the center of the garden. The four apprentices who had studied with her had already been waiting here for a long time.
"Her Highness Cersei should have already told you the destination of this mission," the Prophet said.
"But … Master, will the humans of Noland really accept us?"
The apprentice who asked the question was a hybrid born of a Horned Demon and a Succubus. It was extremely rare for demons of different races to have a hybrid. He was one of the tens of millions of lucky ones.
When the Prophet was carrying out the mission for Cersei, on a whim, she made this rejected hybrid one of her apprentices.
"There's no way to know, so you need to be vigilant at all times."
The Prophet heard the excitement in the apprentice's tone. It seemed that he really yearned for the human world, or the legendary capital of magic, Noland.
Unfortunately, the spiral horn on his forehead doomed him to be unable to integrate into the human world. Even if he appeared in the human world, it was very likely that he would be expelled by the spellcasters because of his demon identity. Worse still, he would be hunted by mercenaries as a bounty target.
The other four apprentices of the Prophet more or less had some characteristics of demons, but the one that the Prophet felt the most troublesome was her servant …
"Zeru, is the portal ready?"
The Prophet looked at the huge figure standing in the garden. It was like the product of a lizard and a lion. Just the light green flames that spewed out from the gaps of its scales were enough to make any human pick up a weapon.
Her servant was a karmic demon.
If the other apprentices slightly concealed their demonic characteristics, they could still move around in the human city for a period of time. However, this sin demon would put the entire city on alert almost as soon as it stepped into the city, and it would be surrounded by a large number of human soldiers.
"It's ready, Prophet," the sin demon said.
The Prophet knew that going to the human world with a sin demon was definitely a wrong choice.
But in order to ensure the safety of her and her apprentices, the Prophet had to make this wrong choice. Even if they were surrounded by a group of human soldiers, the Prophet was confident that she could rely on the power of this sin demon to escape the encirclement and return to the Demon World.
And the place they were going to next was the Twilight Shadow Forest. This forest filled with the undead was no less dangerous than the Roaring Flame Mountains ruled by the Duke Of Black Dragon.
If the four dukes of the Demon World were ranked according to the degree of "unapproachable", the cruel Duke Of Black Dragon would definitely not be ranked first.
No matter how cruel the Duke Of Black Dragon was, as long as there were enough shiny things in exchange, he would always make a certain compromise.
And the Skeletal Duke who lived in the Twilight Shadow Forest was the real troublesome guy. Few creatures in the Demon World could walk out of that forest alive.
So to be on the safe side …
"Zeru, come with me."
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