Did someone use a prophecy spell to locate him for alchemy purposes? If that was the case, then it was too extravagant!
Prophecy spells were generally known as the most powerful spells in the world. Besides, prophecies rarely revealed the true nature of an event, which could easily lead to a backlash from the world's consciousness. For example, to predict someone's location, it was usually to predict something insignificant, and then to infer that person's location through the stars, the weather, and even the movement of stones. That was why prophecies were all mysterious, and their logical thinking was jumping around.
Angor felt the "alienation" effect on his body fluctuating violently. Someone was looking at him directly in some way.
If someone used a prophecy spell, they would be able to locate him directly instead of trying to guess his location. Wasn't the world's consciousness going to retaliate?
Angor summoned Toby, who was running around the forest happily, and placed the poster into Toby's Snowy Feather. With a serious look, he told the bird to hide somewhere. If someone was asking him for alchemy, he wouldn't mind. But if someone wanted to harm him, Toby had to run to Phantom Island and ask Angor's teacher to save him.
While Angor was trying to lure Toby into hiding, a clear voice reached his ears.
"Am I that scary? Why are you so cautious? "
As his voice fell, a half-naked man appeared in front of him.
Angor was surprised to see him. "Huh? Mister Tree Spirit?! "
…
One hour ago, in Lady Mirror's residence. Lydia received Tepikkhu Moa's message, which was signed at the cost of a blood sacrifice.
When she saw the characters written on the cowhide contract —
"Ghost Hunter?!" It wasn't Lydia who spoke. It was Lady Mirror who spoke.
Lydia had signed a contract with the Moa Clan, but she was not from Darkivil Empire. She was not even from Parmigi Highlands. She came from a wizard family millions of miles away.
This family was more like a small wizard organization that was self-sufficient. Thanks to their ancestors, Lydia's family was extremely wealthy.
Lydia didn't care whether Midnight Sovereign became Ghost's Domain or not. However, Midnight Sovereign was located within Brute Cavern's territory, and Twilight Well, which was located on the other side of Midnight Sovereign, was controlled by Brute Cavern.
"What about Twilight Well? What about Midnight Sovereign?" Lady Mirror asked worriedly.
Lydia looked gloomy as well. As Lady Mirror expected, Midnight Sovereign was now a ghost town, but she didn't care. But Mirror Lady didn't know that she had signed a contract with the Moyas in exchange for her protection of the Moyas. If the Moya were to be exterminated, she would definitely suffer a strong backlash from the contract!
"As long as Twilight Well is still Midnight Sovereign's mirror, the city won't become a ghost realm. If Tepikkhu is telling the truth, then something must have happened to them," Lydia said.
"My energy is all maintained in the mirror world. I'll go find the tree spirit. It's overflowing with energy, so it should be able to sense what's happening in Midnight Sovereign," Lady Mirror said.
With that, Lady Mirror was about to leave. Lydia stopped him. "Wait. I can get in touch with Tepikkhu."
"You can contact them directly?" Lady Mirror frowned. It would be fine if the person was a wizard, but he was just a mortal. It would be difficult for Lydia to contact him from a long distance.
"When I signed the contract with the Moya, I left an alchemy puppet there. The puppet contains my essence blood, so I can contact it. But I'm too weak right now. I need your help, Lady Mirror. "
"No problem. Just do it." Lady Mirror's energy was used to maintain the mirror world, but it didn't mean she didn't have any energy. Her current energy threshold was almost as strong as Sunders'.
Lydia did as she was told. She activated her bloodline and resonated with the essence blood.
"I got it!" Several seconds later, Lydia's forehead was covered in sweat. "Help me, Lady Mirror. I'll show you the image!"
As Lady Mirror poured her energy into the mirror, a blurry image appeared in front of them.
Thousands of kilometers away from Midnight Sovereign, a cruel ritual was being carried out in an enclosed underground space.
An old man wearing strange clothes of all kinds of colors, like a circus clown. He was tied to the altar, mumbling nonsense. Sometimes he would cry, and sometimes he would laugh. He looked like a child, but his eyes were filled with the madness of a mental patient.
"Father, do we really have to do this? Steward Horry has been working for us for 60 years. I can't bear to see him sacrificed … "The young man's eyes were red.
"Domino, you think I want to see Horry die? He's been with me longer than you! The outside world has become like this. We escaped into the underground cavern, and Horry is the only mutated one. We have to sacrifice him. Do you want me to kill someone who isn't mutated? Or should we go outside and find a new one? "
"Who knows if he'll be infected in the outside world? We only have one choice. If we want to save ourselves, we have to sacrifice Horry. " It was a middle-aged Phantom Servant who spoke. If Ananda was here, she would recognize him right away. It was Duke Tepikkhu, the most powerful man in Midnight Sovereign.
The young man who was talking to him was Domino, Hobbiton's brother.
Domino understood the situation and nodded. "Hobbiton is missing. I don't know if Lord Red Lotus will save us."
"This is our only way out. We have to try." Tepikkhu thought of his youngest son and sighed.
Now was not the time to be sentimental. Tepikkhu turned to the guard. "Let him bleed!"
The guard went up to the altar and slashed his saber horizontally. The artery on Huo Rui's thigh was directly cut open. Blood gushed out like a waterfall. The guard's face was also red.
Seeing this, Tepikkhu asked another guard to bring the bloodied guard to the observation room. They still didn't know the cause of the mutation. The fluid might have spread, so they had to be careful.
As Horry's blood gushed out, the altar on the altar slowly flowed with blood. The blood flowed along the ditch to the bottom of the altar. In the end, the blood was used as a pen and the ditch as a bundle to form a strange pattern. In the center of the pattern was a leather contract floating in the air.
Horry had lost most of his blood, but he still didn't feel anything. He laughed and cried in a strange way. Everything was strange.
The whole process was silent. Watching Horry's face getting paler and paler, Domino and Tepikkhu shed tears.
When the leather contract glowed brightly, Tepikkhu knelt on the ground and cried in a sad voice. "Lord Red Lotus, Midnight Sovereign is now a ghost town. The Moyas are in danger. Please have mercy, Lord Red Lotus …"
Time passed. The light from the leather contract dimmed. However, Tepikkhu still knelt on the ground. Seeing this, Domino was filled with sorrow. He knelt on the ground like his father and prayed for the sorcerer's mercy.
A long time later …
A creaking sound came from deep inside the sealed room.
Tepikkhu and his son raised their heads and looked towards the source of the sound.
Lydia was the one who set up the room. They didn't come here often, so they didn't know what was inside. When they saw a legless, big-headed puppet floating in the air, they didn't know what to expect.
When they heard a familiar female voice from the purple-gray puppet, they were pleasantly surprised to see that Lady Red Lotus was here!
…
The image was blurry, but Lady Mirror was able to decipher some information. "They're from the Moyas? They're kind enough to kidnap a lunatic for a blood sacrifice. "
Horry was on the verge of death, but he wasn't really dead yet. His eyes were still filled with madness.
Lydia had been to Duke Tepikkhu's mansion before, so she recognized the sacrifice right away. "He's not a lunatic. I remember him as the steward of the mansion. Judging from his appearance, he should be an old man. How did he end up like this?"
Lydia didn't pay much attention to the sacrifice. He was going to die anyway, so there was no point in thinking about it.
Using Mirror's energy, Lydia controlled the puppet to approach Tepikkhu and Tepikkhu. "Cut the crap. Tell us what happened in Midnight Sovereign," Lydia said to Tepikkhu and Tepikkhu.
Both Lydia and Lady Mirror frowned as they listened to Tepikkhu's story. When he was done, Lady Mirror spoke in a low voice, "Ask them if any wizard came out of Twilight Well."
Twilight Well was just a legend to most of the citizens of Midnight Sovereign, but Tepikkhu knew about it. He even knew where the entrance to Twilight Well was, even though he had never entered it before.
"Did any wizard come out of Twilight Well to solve the problem?" Lydia asked.
Tepikkhu shook his head. "No. I've sent people to watch the entrance, but no wizard came out."
Lydia whispered to Lady Mirror, "Something's wrong. If it's just a new infectious agent, Twilight Well wouldn't just stand by and watch. Unless …"
"By the way, Lady Lotus, there's one more thing." Tepikkhu said to the magic puppet, "Before I escaped into the underground cavern, I saw a sorceress flying in the air on a broom. She was just like Steward Horry. She wore strange clothes and was so crazy that she couldn't speak."
Hearing this, the two women's faces darkened. "This is bad. Using a vehicle to fly might only be an apprentice, but … this pathogen can infect supernatural beings. We must quarantine Midnight Sovereign immediately!"
There were many pathogens that could infect supernaturals, but it was so easy to infect them in such a short period of time that they couldn't even get the message out. That was the worst part. Moreover, they did not overlook one thing: no one had ever left Twilight Well. Didn't this mean that even Twilight's people were in trouble?!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
