Whispering Verse

It would be great if Miss Pavo had a fight with Lykins Priscia over her status as the chosen one. The decisive battle has arrived at this time. No matter who wins, it means being seriously injured after a big battle. As for Miss Paavo, it was obviously impossible for her to immediately take out five pyroxenes at this time.

Therefore, Shade didn't care about telling the identity of the next-ranked pick at this time.

Miss Paavo narrowed her eyes slightly. After asking the question, she looked down at her big book and showed a somewhat incredulous expression:

"Judging from the probabilities...it's either you or me...it looks like it's me."

She didn't care about the authenticity of the answer, but looked at Shade curiously. Shade also looked at her through the wind and snow, and his voice was very calm:

"My question is - under what circumstances would you hand over the angel-level relic "Smallwell Codex" in your hand to others without reservation. Yes, without reservation, and you will also bless the other person ( Note)."

The sorceress showed a confused expression in front of Shade for the first time:

"What a strange question, I have never thought about it. Godcaller, I'm sorry, please let me think about it..."

She did not look at the big silver book, but frowned in thought.

Both of them are waiting for the answer, and this answer is very important to Shade.

"Probably, when it's all over. And only then."

"Please explain."

"My life, my pursuit, my dreams, all of this has come to an end. This does not mean that I have met death. After all, death only takes away my life, and there will still be people who inherit other things. I am It means that everything is hopeless. If at this time, I can meet someone who can still go forward alone and possibly save everything, no matter how small the probability of the other person's success is, I will give everything I have. Give it to her. I believe in mathematics, but I also believe that as long as it is not 0%, there must be hope."

After she finished speaking, she nodded with a smile:

"Yes, that's it. Also, I will not be the chosen one, and this will not change. After all, I can't let myself become part of the probability, so the numbers will be meaningless. Only by watching can I better control the numbers. And probability. So, Godcaller, please don’t expect that Lykins Prisha and I will die together. That’s something only knights can do.”

"I see."

Shade got on his horse again and looked ahead, only to find that Miss Pavo had disappeared.

Continuing forward, the blizzard caused by the evil things in the subspace radiating power to the material world became more and more powerful. The temperature is dropping rapidly, and the diffuse elements and strong mental pollution are also increasingly affecting outside "spectators".

Fortunately, compared to the weird Silver Mountains, the current coldness and chaos of the elements are nothing to mention. Shade was lying on the horse, with Miss Sylvia's ring already on his finger:

"Even without Prisha, there is a high probability that the Voodoo Society will be able to break the seal on its own. The power of evil has already begun to penetrate..."

Without the space of the great witch to guide the way, it is almost impossible to rely on your own memory to follow the ancient path that has almost no traces and not get lost. Today's weather has made it impossible to observe the stars, but fortunately he still has the power of the moon.

The sage-level relic [Source of Chaos] containing strong chaotic power was thrown into the air by Shade, and the bright yellow orb floated quietly above his head, following him forward at a constant speed. Strong winds and blizzards could not block the bright yellow moonlight, as if a miniature moon really appeared above Shade's head.

The meaning of guidance represented by the "yellow moon" itself turned into clear moonlight to guide Shade in the direction of leaving the swamp and entering the central lake. It does not point the way ahead, nor does it radiate additional light to mark the way forward.

It's just that when Shade sees the right direction, his vision becomes brighter. Just like the real yellow moon, it is stable and unbiased in the dark night, guiding the lost people back home.

Of course, just knowing the direction is not enough. Losing the witches as companions means that all the enemies in the future need to be faced by Shade himself.

At nine forty-three in the evening, Shade, who was lying on his back and trudging forward in the snow, felt strange fluctuations in the air, and then the forelimbs of the skeletal horse beneath him disappeared.

Fortunately, the horse was not very fast, and Shade jumped off the horse in time before falling. The bead above his head clearly illuminated the snow around him. At his current location, the ancient trail had completely disappeared. It was the leeward slope of an unnamed hill. The muddy wetland under his feet had long been completely frozen in winter.

"What hit me?"

Shade asked in his heart. He did not find any enemies himself, and the disappearance of the horse's forelimbs was so sudden.

But "she" didn't give an answer immediately, and she was obviously continuing to observe. The blizzard greatly hindered perception. Shade took out the [Night Watch] and held it in his hand. He leaned on the skeletal horse with a broken leg and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

The howling wind continued, and in the dark night, it seemed as if there were evil spirits with malicious intentions hidden in all directions; the rapidly falling snowflakes were everywhere, and behind every snowflake, there seemed to be a soul-stirring evil spirit hidden. In that heavy snow, Shade's perception almost appeared together with "her" reminder:

【Watch out! 】

"Seal of Heaton!"

A circular shield with a golden stream of light exploded from Shade's body, but was directly destroyed by an invisible attack that appeared from the wind and snow in the next second. "Seaton's Seal" failed after resisting for less than a second. The intensity of this attack completely exceeded the protective effect of thaumaturgy.

Fortunately, the seal bought Shade time to dodge. While the small stream of light fell in the snow, he rolled on the snow to dodge. He heard a muffled sound, and looked up again. There was a deep, smoking pit where the loyal undead skeleton horse was.

Not only did the snow layer completely disappear, but the mud layer on the ground even exploded until it touched the hard earth beneath the swamp.

[A monster you are very familiar with. 】

"What?"

Ignoring slapping the snow on his body, Xia De stood up with his sword and looked around, but he still couldn't find out what was attacking him. Silent and invisible, without even a trace, and this characteristic made him suddenly remember that he had indeed encountered similar enemies in the middle of the snowstorm:

"Invisible Son?"

[Yes, without the suppression of the power of Lost Lake, these invisible children you encountered this time are quite strong. Not only can the power of their attacks not be thwarted by thaumaturgy alone, but their stealth abilities are also enhanced. 】

"Is this a monster that already lives in this area, or was it summoned? Oh, damn it!"

Shade cursed in his heart in a very uncivilized manner. This kind of weird creature that lives in groups is the offspring of the subspecies of demons and evil creatures from the Third Age. If they cannot be observed, then any attack will not be effective. However, in the snowstorm late at night, the perception is severely limited.

[It can be observed, but it takes time. 】

"Wait, I remember I asked Miss Violet for advice on what to do if you really encounter invisible children but can't see them."

Shade looked at the wind and snow in front of him keenly, preparing for the next attack, and touched his waist with his right hand:

"The Witch Emperor's answer is - the power of the devil."

He turned around and pointed the gun behind him. Although he still couldn't see any enemies in the snow, his inspiration reminded Shade that he was now safer than before.

[The devil's power suppresses it, and the location can be identified. 】

"She" said suddenly, and whispered in Shade's ear. The wind and snow could not block "her" voice:

[The number of invisible sons around you is currently three, but the possibility of new enemies appearing cannot be ruled out. 】

"According to Miss Violet, once these gregarious creatures find a target, they usually move out in full force."

Taking advantage of these invisible monsters being temporarily frightened by the gun in his hand, Shade quickly changed the magazine and replaced the two remaining demon bullets with ordinary bullets:

"Miss Violet also said that they will not stray too far from their lair, so they will not keep chasing me. But the skeleton horse has been destroyed..."

Aiming at the air and pulling the trigger, he squinted and saw that the bullet hit something in the air, but there was no sound of the object falling to the snow.

"Hit the target! Miss Violet is right. To deal with this kind of thing, the power of the devil is the most useful."

[The other two retreated temporarily. 】

At this time, Shade couldn't care about the correct direction and plunged into the dead forest nearby, walking in a direction away from the two invisible sons. The yellow moonlight still followed him, illuminating the complex terrain deep in the swamp. Even if Shade transformed into a group of scarlet butterflies, the round orb was still flying behind the butterflies.

But it was obvious that Shade chose the wrong direction this time, because not long after, he encountered the Invisible Sons again, and this time there were five in number.

Shade gasped for air, and white mist floated out of his mouth like a long dragon. The monsters hidden in the wind and snow still did not dare to get too close because of the ebony pistol in his hand.

They were flying fast, and the fatal sense of crisis made Shade dare not move forward at all. In this case, even if he pulls the trigger, he will not be able to hit the target again. These monsters move too fast. Once he understands how the weapon in his hand works, he will not be hit again.

"So, there is only one way left."

He reloaded again and kept walking. Just as Shade expected, the direction he chose at the beginning was indeed wrong. The further forward he went, the more terrifying monsters were born after the hybridization between demons and evil things.

The situation he faced was quite terrifying. There was nothing in the late night blizzard, and there was only his own breathing and footsteps in the howling wind, but he knew that he was surrounded by dozens of invisible flying monsters. .

About twenty minutes later, Shade, who was moving with difficulty in the snow, finally heard "her" voice again:

[The lair is right in front. 】

The dead trees in the blizzard were like the terrifying bone claws of a buried giant corpse sticking out of the ground. Not far ahead, there was indeed a small open space in the dense dead forest. The clearing was covered with snow, but Shade could fully imagine that the nest he had defeated once was standing safely in that clearing.

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ps: Corresponds to Chapter 1021.

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