The Whispering Verses Chapter 2667: Dead Apostle
Chapter 2666 Dead Apostle
"Are you always so kind?"
The owl continues to look at the scene below:
"Young girls are always frightened by the various tricks of men, but they don't know that what they see is only part of them. Oh, look at the smile of the silly girl, she probably didn't expect the man holding the flowers just now Hands, not long ago I was touching the **** of a waitress in an underground casino."
She had no idea that she only knew a small part of Sha De.
"I'm worried that he won't want to go to dinner with Linda Bennett later, right? I don't want to wait for them to finish eating."
"No, even if the girl is interested, she will not go out to eat with a man she has no relationship with. After all, the Bennet family used to be aristocrats."
Just as she said, the two separated soon after. But it didn't seem to be because of the so-called reserve - because Linda Bennett was obviously reluctant to say goodbye. The real reason should be that the young second lieutenant needed to rush back to the military camp tonight.
Shad actually didn't understand why he was a "time traveler". His actions this afternoon were quite normal, and it was hard to tell what he wanted to do in this time that did not belong to him.
So Shade and Miss Winslet discussed again and planned to follow him back to the military camp. In this way, not only can we know whether he has other actions in the forest, but we can also go to the place where he lives to find whether there are tree holes.
"Gugu~"
The owl grabbed the cat and flew over the dim sun and the yellow forest. Because Shade neither needed to fly nor discern the direction, he still had time to turn his head to look at the sun, and then sighed in his heart that this The action is so much fun.
York Bronte chose to ride back to the military camp. Although the camp was deep in the woods, there was a maintained road connecting the city.
Although the distance was too far to determine whether the "Time Curse" and "Paradox Bug" existed, at least Shade could see that he was a three-ring warlock at this time. And in the woods far away from the city, he did not hesitate to use thaumaturgy to make his horse run faster.
It was like this until six o'clock in the evening. In late autumn, the daylight hours became shorter and the light in the forest gradually dimmed. The young officer who was riding along the road in the forest suddenly stopped his horse in the middle of the road and led it into the forest.
This made Shade and the Witch who were following him excited. The owl lowered its height and landed on the tree crown. Then it transformed into a beautiful big gray-black cat and jumped on the branches with the silver cat and continued to follow. he.
The young officer leading the horse walked in the forest for ten minutes before stopping. He checked his surroundings very vigilantly, even dropped the Silence Charm and used a crude illusion to protect himself, and then turned around to look He rushed towards his horse and then pounced on it.
"Oh!"
The cats squatting on the branches sighed, watching York Bronte bite the horse's neck, and then pushed it to the ground amidst its roar, lying on the horse's back. The horse's blood suddenly sucked up from his body.
"He is actually a vampire?"
The witch said in disbelief, but the silver cat shook his head:
"He is definitely not a vampire. I have a method for judging vampires. He cannot be one."
Because there is no blood-red transparent little bat mark floating above the opponent's head.
In the forest where the daylight was fading, I watched a man whose face he couldn't see clearly sucking horse blood silently. This was more like a scene in a horror novel. However, Shade and the witch who were watching this scene felt later that what he was sucking was not just blood but life force.
Ten minutes later, only the skin of the dead horse was left covering the skeleton. York Bronte, who was wiping his face with his sleeves, stood up, put away the skin and hastily covered the bones with fallen leaves. Then he turned and walked in the other direction and found another horse with a similar coat color that he had placed here in advance.
This time Shade and the Witch did not follow. Instead, after confirming that York Bronte had left, they returned to human form and came to the side of the horse skeleton. The witch knelt down to check and confirmed what she had just thought:
"Sure enough, all the life force was sucked away. But this method of sucking life force should not be mastered by a low-level warlock. And did you notice? He absorbed the life of a strong horse, But he didn’t show any enhancement of his life.”
For beings whose own bodies are powerful enough, such as Shade himself, even if they obtain the vitality of other beings, they will not show abnormality, but the young officer just now did not seem to have a very strong vitality itself.
"Is it because of the time curse?"
Xia De asked:
"Do you have to **** the life of other creatures regularly to prevent yourself from dying? But the time curses we are currently exposed to seem to only punish ourselves and will not affect other people."
And the great witch of death discovered something even more terrifying:
"After being killed like this, the soul of this horse was not disturbed. Its soul disappeared. No, wait, God, it's not missing. Its soul was also sucked away! What happened to the man just now? What's going on? Is he a devil?"
"It's not a devil. I also have a way to judge a devil. He is definitely not one."
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Although the "seeing demons" spell of ancient witchers is not 100% correct, it is only possible to make mistakes when facing truly powerful evil spirits and demons, and York Bronte is obviously not like this. A special case.
"How did you learn so many messy thaumaturgy techniques? Please wait a moment before continuing to follow. I want to gather the bones for it."
The witch said softly, so Shade found some stones from the side and asked her to transform the stones into horse bones and put them in their place. Then, they walked some distance deeper into the forest with the real horse bones. Shade dug a large hole in the ground and asked Miss Winslet to put the bones in it.
"I will free your soul."
The witch whispered sadly, then she knelt down and sprinkled the first handful of soil with her own hands, and then she and Shade filled the pit together.
Xia De noticed that during this period, some faint spiritual lights converged on the witch from the ground. Seeing Shade's curiosity, Flora Winslet took the initiative to explain:
"It is thanking me for my help. These little powers have strengthened the speed and strength of my 'Transformation Horse' state."
"But its soul is not here, how does it thank you?"
Xia De asked again, and the witch showed a gentle smile:
"It turns out you don't understand everything. I am the great witch of death. I believe that all things are animistic. Even if the real soul is sucked, there is still spirituality left in the bones.
Death definitely not only refers to the end of life, but also refers to the end of all things. ”
"[Spiritual Cult] also believes in animism. Isn't the Spiritual Cult a branch of the ancient Death Cult? Did most of your transformation skills come from this? Because of these Thank you for the living being?"
"No, I learned my transformation skills by myself, but the gratitude of the deceased strengthened my transformation skills. Otherwise, do you think a normal owl can really grab you and fly in your human form?"
Although the young officers took the first step, because the effect of the acorn eaten by Shade was still there, they could easily know his current location.
After burying the horse, they continued to set off, but at this time, night had completely arrived. The owl grabbed the cat and flew to the moon in the night sky, and finally followed York Bronte to the "Twilight Forest Outpost".
He first went to his superior to cancel his leave, and that night he never left here again. So the two people who followed him checked his residence in the military camp, and asked Shade to find an opportunity to confirm the time curse and paradox bug at close range.
Because of wasting so much time, when the red-haired girl who was reading alone in the room closed the book with satisfaction and heard the soft meow of little Mia and came to the window, it was already that night It's eight o'clock.
She opened the window and watched the owl flying in the city night holding the silver cat:
"How is it, are there any results from the investigation?"
The two of them transformed into human forms. Miss Winslet went out to ask Miss Bell to prepare dinner. Shade, who had maintained his cat state for too long, twisted his neck a few times:
"We met the prince of Kasenrik, but he is not important.
We know who the time traveler is, York Brontë, the man we met in the concert hall. In addition, he is a three-ring warlock and has a time curse on him, but I have not found the Paradox Bug yet. ”
When Miss Winslet came back, Shade was already sitting on the sofa holding little Mia and talking about "horses".
The knowledgeable librarian thought about it and actually made a guess about it:
"Flora, Shade, do you know something called a 'Dead Apostle'?"
Shadow and the witch both shook their heads, and the eighteen-year-old red-haired girl was not surprised either:
"This is what I saw in the books in the college library. There are very few books recording this kind of thing. Since you all know the dead chosen one, Sister Devlin, you should all know more or less what is called 'Death by destiny'
To put it simply, when a person's life exceeds the life he should have, that is, he escapes the fate of death by some tricks and informal means, then he will become the so-called 'Death Apostle'. This kind of existence is no different from its normal race, but it needs to **** the life force of other life forms to maintain itself, otherwise it will fall into a long dormancy that is close to death.
As long as the 'Dead Apostles' absorb enough life force, they are almost truly immortal. Not only that, the book says that the power and speed of this thing are frightening, and it also masters some strange life and death spells. Immortality and physical transformation are just the most basic talents. ”
The witch shook her head:
"Dannister, I've never heard of such a thing."
"It's normal. Only those who have used 'tricks' to play with death and get rid of their destined death will become a Death Apostle. This requirement is very strict, even more difficult than finding relics such as the elixir. There was no such thing in the entire Sixth Age.
If I hadn’t read the book on the academy, I probably wouldn’t have thought of it. Of course, the above is purely speculation, and there may be other similar monsters unknown to us. ”