The golden flame in Bai's eyes split into layers of flame patterns, like flowing lava. She squeezed out a few words from her throat, "What are you talking about?"
"Because of this." Brando raised his hand, and a crystal drew a beautiful arc in the air, making a crisp sound as it hit the ground, and then rolled to Bai's feet. Bai hesitated for a moment, then leaned over to pick up the thing with difficulty. It was a dark crystal without any luster, exuding a cold aura in her palm. The color in the center of the crystal had been removed, revealing an ugly blank space.
Bai carefully observed for a moment, and finally recognized that the crystal was one of the culprits who had plotted against her. Her brows furrowed deeply. "This is a Soul Crystal?"
"This is a Soul Crystal." Brando replied, "It once stored a spell called Soul Spike, which is a black magic."
"What does this have to do with me?"
Brando raised his head and looked at the empty round hall. The towering vault was engraved with thorns, light and shadow, and gargoyles stood gloomily on the stone pillars. It was said that the top of each stone pillar was engraved with prayers like 'Atshsvon' (The Glory of the Kings), praising the Lord of Light, the Sun God Perkin. The building could show the time of the era it belonged to, and this hall was filled with the history of the past hundreds of years. "It should have nothing to do with me." He said, "But how could a believer of the Sun God perform black magic and hide such an evil thing in his sanctuary?"
Bai's eyes showed a thoughtful look, and she saw Allium Japonicum behind Brando walk out. Allium Japonicum smiled at her politely, and in a gentle tone, he continued Brando's words, "Sir John Lorison was a true devout believer when he was alive. He was an upright and noble Knight, but he also had his own story. Many people may not believe that this upright Knight had never broken his connection with the word 'cultist' in his life, but it was the truth. He was also exiled because of this stain, and could not return to his homeland and family. Of course, this was a deeply buried secret. Outsiders thought that the knight had left because he was tired of fighting for power. Naturally, the family he came from would do everything possible to cover up the truth that shamed the family. Thus, the real history was forgotten day after day, just like this hall, where everything in the past was covered in dust. But history is silent, and time will tell everything. No matter how deeply the secret is buried, it will inadvertently reveal itself. "
"A long time later, a ranger named Verdant found a diary in the ruins of a castle in Grano. He opened the diary that was covered in crimson goatskin. On the first page, the name of the owner of the diary was written in elegant handwriting. Her name was Gladys Petty. Her real identity was Laurisen's wife. She was a Tree Shepherd.
At this point, she stopped and did not intend to continue. Brando continued, "I've been thinking about this question before. No matter how the tide of magic roared and set off waves on the sea, how could Perkin tolerate so many undead running rampant in his sanctuary? But when I saw this round hall, I understood that this hall was not Perkin's chanting hall, but the holy cellar, the altar used by Perkin's followers to seal the evil monsters underground. So the reason why the undead exist here is so simple. It's because they have been here for a long time — "
"Even so, it doesn't mean anything."
"Indeed, but the problem is that you gave yourself away. Don't forget that you used the Awakening Witchcraft on Lorison."
"That's not strange," Bai Leng said coldly, "I'm the Dark Lord of Madara. It's normal for me to search for powerful undead as my subordinates."
"Then you can use it to command the undead. Why did you awaken Lorison's wisdom?"
"That's because the high-grade undead with wisdom are more powerful."
Brando shook his head. "In theory, that's true. But Lorison's undead still retains the heart of a saint. It's a real saint's soul. Even if it wakes up and can't attack you because of the powerful magic of the Awakening Witchcraft, it will still choose to self-destruct. What you will get is not a powerful follower, but a pile of bones. The Awakening Witchcraft scroll is expensive. The Empire of Madara is not powerful enough to squander it. You dared to do this because you need Lorison to recover his memories. Only as the designer and builder of this holy cellar, he is qualified to provide you with what you want — the way to unlock the seal of this holy cellar and release Glace Pettie's soul. "
"I'm almost amazed by your wonderful hypothesis. Human, I didn't expect you to know about the undead. Your understanding of the world of the undead is deeper than I thought. I'm curious. You're only about twenty years old. What made you understand the secrets of the undead? If you say that you're a wizard who specializes in undead witchcraft and black magic, I'll believe it. But you're just a swordsman, and the youngest swordsman in a thousand years. " Haku said lightly, "Unfortunately, a hypothesis is still a hypothesis. It may have many coincidences with reality, but it's still just a subjective speculation. You still don't have any evidence to support what you said."
"Since when do human nobles need evidence to convict people?" Andrea suddenly opened her mouth and said impatiently, "In my opinion, this is all nonsense. You can't resist anyway. If this human wants you to be hanged or on a bed, it's just a matter of words. Why do you have to be so pretentious and waste your time? That's why I say that your understanding of humans is not as good as mine. "
Brando was almost choked to death by this sentence. He really didn't know if this sentence was praising him or taking the opportunity to speak ill of him. But the vampire princess looked serious. It seemed like she agreed with his words. Haku smiled and sneered, "Others may do this, but I know that your Lord won't."
Brando knew that Haku was deliberately provoking him, but he didn't care. He shook his head, "I have reservations about your opinion. Under certain circumstances, I don't care about the means. Otherwise, I won't listen to a cultist like you. But right now, I won't lower myself to the same level as you. If I say that you're a Tree Herder, I will naturally have accurate evidence. Speaking of which, this evidence was actually given to me by you. "
Haku's face was a little ugly. Anyone who was described in such a vulgar way would feel angry, let alone a proud person like her. But she wasn't angry, at most she was a little dissatisfied.
Brando continued, "Miss Tiamas, do you still remember what you said to me before?"
"This question sounds very familiar," Haku replied, "and my answer is similar. I have said many things to you before, I wonder which one Your Excellency is asking?"
"That sentence itself isn't important, but when I took out the God-slaying Magic-breaking Awl, you mentioned Amman."
Haku's face changed. "So what? Speaking of which, you killed a high-ranking priest of the Holy Cathedral, and you still dare to appear in the Empire openly. You're really bold."
"Why beat around the bush, Miss Tiamas? Since I mentioned this name, you should know that I already know Amman's other identity. He is a high-ranking member of All For One. I dare say that in this world, there are no more than ten people who know of this person's dual identity, including me. But you were able to call out his name immediately, which means that you already knew that he died in the Loop of Trade Winds and what he was doing there. "
The Black Knight of Madara's face was as cold as water. "That idiot!" She cursed under her breath, and at the same time admitted to everything Brando had hypothesized. Her pride didn't allow her to continue denying because she knew that it was meaningless. Some things could be said to be coincidences, but coincidences couldn't explain everything. Haku looked at Brando with his golden eyes and asked curiously, "I have another question that I'm curious about. Amman is a member of All For One. Why do you insist that I'm a Tree Herder and one of the Twelve Patriarchs?"
Brando hesitated for a moment, but still answered, "Actually, the reason is relatively simple. It's because All For One doesn't accept the undead. All For One members have always looked down on the undead and the necromancy. They think that it's just a path that's corrupted by dark magic. What they pursue is the truth of chaos, the true eternity. It's not something that the skeletons of Madara can compare to. At that time, Amman's state made me suspicious. Although it could only mean that he was secretly practicing the forbidden necromancy and turning himself into an undead before he died, it was enough to attract my attention. After that, I always thought that Amman went to the Loop of Trade Winds for the inheritance of the Dark Dragon. It wasn't until you called out his name that I realized something. His goal is the same as Andesha's. He's going for the Blood of God in the Dark Dragon. That's the blood of a true descendant of the Gods. It's completely different from the trash Blood of God you've cultivated. "
Brando didn't say anything, and that was that he had experienced it firsthand. He was definitely more qualified than anyone else to speak about it. As for why Haku was a Patriarch, that was another story. A person could hide a secret for a while, but it was difficult to hide it forever. In fact, many players in 'The Amber Sword' suspected that Haku was one of the Tree Herders, Death God Qiuka of the Twelve Patriarchs. He was the Patriarch who controlled the power of life and death. Although Haku was Madara's Black Knight and displayed her exquisite skills in the field of the undead most of the time, including her ability to manipulate people's minds, everyone knew that she had many trump cards that she had never revealed. As a lone Knight, her strength was the weakest among the Four Knights of the Apocalypse, and yet she was able to retain her position.
That was why Brando said that Haku was the Patriarch. His guess seemed to have been confirmed. He could imagine that this title must have been inherited from the Evil Dragon's Blood. From the name of this inheritance, it could be deduced that it was also a type of Blood of God.
Bai was completely silent. It was probably because she was at a loss when her trump card was completely exposed. She was silent for a while before slowly asking, "Since you already know my identity and I've chosen to work with you, can you set me free again?"
"Of course not." Brando replied frankly, "But you told me so much before because you wanted me to create some trouble for Constance and that person. Because 'you' don't want to see civilization and order reunited under the name of an empire. Only chaos meets your demands. You are paving the way for the Twilight Dragon, and All For One is doing the same. In that case, why don't you be more straightforward? You want me to be a stumbling block for the revival of the Mardos Empire. Why don't you expect me to do more? "
Haku looked at him with a complicated expression, "Do you think you can compete with those two people? One of them is the incarnation of the Dark Dragon resurrected on this earth, the ruler in the prophecy. The other is the king that Madara has been waiting for for a thousand years. She will bring an era that belongs to the dead moon. The two of them are the echoes of the order of this era. This is the general trend of civilization. Except for the Twilight Dragon, no one can be an enemy. Don't you think you are too arrogant, human? "
"The more arrogant I am, the better it is for you," Brando replied.
"That's true."
"So, if you want me to create enough trouble for Constance, please tell me more details."
"Very well," Bai Leng said with a smile, "What do you want to know?"
"I said, everything."
"Well, you can breathe a sigh of relief for the time being, human. The Silver Queen did not intend to mobilize the undead in the Alkash Mountains. She did not have the ability to do so for the time being, but the eastern part of Metz has been the traditional sphere of influence of the Tree Herders for hundreds of years. There are huge dark forces hiding here. Lorison is just a victim of the struggle between the dark forces and the church in the past hundred years. The relationship is too complicated, so I won't repeat it one by one. You just need to know one thing. There is more than one person like Lorison's wife in this place. They have many identities, such as dark sorcerers, cultists, or something else. A hundred years ago, the church suddenly launched a great purge, and the end result was that our forces here were uprooted, and All For One was also hit hard. However, we did not let the Holy Cathedral get away with it. The disputes that lasted for decades and the subsequent Holy War between the three empires were all caused by us, "Haku said proudly. But the audience next to her felt a chill down their spine. The dispute between the light and the dark forces eventually led to rivers of blood on the continent, and behind this was only the ambition and revenge of a few people. Brando had secretly made up his mind that he must not let this woman and the Tree Herders exist anymore.
Even if she was really related to Metisha.
Haku might have seen through his plan, or she might not have noticed it at all, but she did not care. She continued, "Back to the great purge a hundred years ago, among the dark forces that were uprooted at that time, a small number of people were executed, but most of them were secretly imprisoned or sealed. For example, the Tainted Blood Lord, Rockwell, was caught and imprisoned at that time. The reason for this is very complicated, but the main reason is that the dark forces have completely eroded the noble class of the empire. If this scar is completely uncovered, not only will the empire be bruised and bruised, it may even bleed to death. As a result, the church's stubbornness caused a backlash from the nobles. At that time, the empire was fighting both openly and secretly, and the truth and lies were intertwined, causing very few people to really understand what happened in the empire during this period. In short, the final result was that the influence of the church plummeted, and the imperial power returned to the religious power under the support of the nobles. "
Only then did Brando understand the truth behind the struggle between the religious power and the imperial power. Perhaps from that time onwards, the Cruz Empire began to unavoidably begin to go downhill, and All for One was able to infiltrate the nobles and even the church unscrupulously. Everything in this world must have a cause and a result, and there was no exception.
"… In short, the final result is that most of the dark creatures are buried deep underground — together with the secrets of the nobles, just like this holy cellar. And these people who have been eroded by the dark, as well as those who have fallen in the struggle, are a group of people who are most likely to be turned into undead by the dark magic after they die. The Silver Queen obviously knew this, and I came here on the order of that person to help her get back her authority. "
"Authority?"
Brando did not quite understand this word.
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