Whispering Verse

Chapter 2623 Thaumaturgy - Wall of Sighs

"Are you really okay?"

Shade confirmed for the last time, and the witch put one hand on her waist:

"As long as you are here, there will be no problem."

She shook her hair lightly, and then signaled her followers to retreat temporarily, and even Miss Bell walked into the forest.

"I prepared this move for my promotion to level 13. You stand behind me now, don't get hurt by mistake."

The witch instructed Shade again, and Shade had to do it, but she did not forget to warn:

"You are still cursed, don't cast spells with all your strength."

"Yes, I know."

She summoned the ten-ring life ring in her human form, and Shade saw that her core spirit runes were the standard three [Death], [Mimicry] and [Inspiration], and her right hand took out a gray stone as a spell material, and her golden eyes finally revealed a serious look:

"This is a stone taken from a tombstone that is at least a hundred years old. It is the most commonly used spell material for witches in our line: magic-Wall of Sighs!"

The core spirit rune-[Death], miracle-[Boundary], blasphemy-[Living] shine together. She threw the gray tombstone into the burning bonfire in the clearing in the forest. Then, a humming sound seemed to come from deep underground, and the originally blazing flames suddenly turned into black smoke. In the slight vibration of the earth, beside the unconscious Father Francois, a rough gray square stone wall slowly rose from the soil.

The breath of death that sprang out from the cracks in the ground made the withered yellow leaves on the ground quickly turn black, and the golden forest suddenly had more shadows that should not have appeared. The cold wind blew around, and even the [Night Watcher] in the box carried by Shade shook violently.

The gray square stone wall was not made of bricks and stones, but it was a whole stone. On that rough wall, densely packed and overlapping horrible corpses were piled up like fossils, and as they were exposed to the ground, those corpses stretched out their arms from the stone wall.

The gray-black-haired witch's face turned as pale as her apprentice at this moment, but she was smiling because the spell was successful. She turned her head to look at Shade, but vaguely saw cracks and blazing flames in Shade's eyes.

The unconscious Father Francois was awakened by the powerful power of the undead, but before he could react, he was grabbed by those arms.

Hands, feet, knees, arms, neck, shoulders, one by one, the dry arms grabbed various parts of his body, but did not hurt him, but brought him to the "Wall of Sighs", making him stand still with his back against the wall, as if he was also going to be pulled into the gray stone wall.

The wall emitting black mist no longer rose, and the height was about one floor. The forest that was sunny just now was now gloomy like a cemetery at midnight. Although Shade did not recognize this magic, he knew it was quite unusual.

Father Francois's face was pinched by five different hands at this moment. He could only stare at the surroundings with wide eyes but could not speak.

Miss Winslet, panting, smiled and said to Shade:

"He can't see anything, hear anything, or feel anything now. He can only feel what I tell him to feel. Now ask the question. Once you are on the 'Wall of Sighs', no one can lie."

This magic didn't seem to be out of control, and compared to Transfiguration, this magic was indeed in line with her seat in Parliament, so she was a little proud when she spoke.

"Can you tell me what the real effect of this magic is? I don't think it's a magic developed simply for interrogation."

Shade asked, and the witch was happy to answer this question:

"This is a wall between the living and the dead, dividing life and death. Anyone facing it can only sigh. This is not only a thirteen-ring magic, even if I can touch the legendary demigod, it is enough for me to use. Defense, summoning spirits, opening death channels, changing the battlefield, the effects of this magic are very diverse.

This is a magic that has been continuously modified and improved by witches of all generations since the Sixth Era. It is the highest achievement of the great witches of the death series."

This is very similar to the "Witch Secret Art-Revelation Domain" mentioned by Miss Belindel. The Countess said that the secret art that even allowed her to survive the "special light" can let her know the general source of all supernatural phenomena in the domain and automatically transform her own spirit into a resistance effect. This is the top spell she has mastered, and it is the top creation of the prophecy school among ancient witches.

Of course, thinking about the power of the witches can be left for later. Shade asked the priest on the wall:

"Then I will start asking questions - are you Father Francois from the parish of Willendel?"

The hands that pinched the priest's cheeks forced him to open his mouth. Shade even felt that they were pinching his throat and cheeks to speak:

"Yes!"

Father Francois' voice was hoarse and gloomy, but very stable. It's just that his expression was quite panic, and all the muscles on his face seemed to be mobilized to resist the action of "speaking", but unfortunately he, a low-level warlock, couldn't do this.

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"Very good, then it was you who forced the time traveler you met fifty years ago to pass the potion across time for you?"

"Yes!"

He answered again, and the magic was still working normally. The spreading black mist only surrounded a small area around it, and there was no sign of continuing to flow out:

"The third question is, in 1809, why did you appear in the Diocese of Ximu Town?"

This was the year when Baroness Cumming was robbed, and the baron was threatened in that era.

The priest on the wall was still controlled by the arms of the corpses and spoke:

"That year I had just started working. According to church regulations, young priests from large dioceses like me would be regularly sent to other places for a period of time to let us understand the different situations in different places. The place I was assigned was the Diocese of Ximu Town."

Shad nodded and explained to the lady beside him:

"My friends in the church also said something similar. The next question is, how did you find the time traveler?"

"I came to Ximu Town in the spring of 1809. At that time, the town was expanding. There was only the Natural Church in the local area. Our Creation Church was a latecomer, so we often communicated with the pagans of the Natural Church.

That summer I followed a four-ring , a senior of the Sixth Ring, and two Fifth Ring Warlocks of the Church of Nature entered the woods at night to search for the "huge deer-headed monster" reported by the townspeople. We were in big trouble. The other party had a very strong mental attack ability. In the end, only I survived.

They said a lot when they faced death in fear. Among them, the Fifth Ring Warlock of the local Church of Nature described some specious things about time travel. But he was already crazy at that time, so I only knew that there were rumors of time travel in the local area, but I didn't know whether it was true or not. "

The hoarse and strange voice seemed to come from the legendary "Hell". Of course, even if there is "Hell" in this world, it should only be the hometown of alien demons and not the place of death.

The answer he gave was very long, and Shade and the witch listened carefully:

"After the accident, I have been recovering in the town, and at the same time I have collected more local rumors about time travel. Finally, I dug up the grave of the sacrificed five-ring warlock of the Church of Nature, and quietly broke into his local home and found what he hid in the basement. From this, I learned that time travel does exist, but although he knows a lot of things, he only left me a large number of potions and alchemical materials, and a method to detect time travelers."

Shade and Miss Winslet looked at each other:

"What happened after you did this?"

"I knew from the beginning that my talent No, it's impossible to be promoted to the middle ring. But I don't want to die so early. I worked hard to become a ring warlock just to live long enough.

[Time Sharing Potion] was configured by me when I was still in Willendel, intercepting the materials for clearing the cultist's stronghold. After I got the method of detecting time travelers in Ximu Town, I had a plan to use them to hide and pass the potion for me.

The only written document left by the dead five-ring warlock said that you should not try to rob anyone who has already used the channel, otherwise it will cause time instability and die faster. "

At this point, the expression on his face has become crazy because of fear and struggle.

"So in order to live longer, you dug up your companion's grave and threatened him with the life of his entire family to work for you?"

Shad frowned at the old man on the "Wall of Sighs":

"From your appearance, you must have used other methods besides [Time Sharing Potion] to try to increase your lifespan. Have you killed anyone for immortality?"

Shad believed that if he could control himself, he would rather bite off his tongue than tell them the answer, but this magic was too powerful:

"There are only five people whose birth dates are special and meet the requirements of the potion."

"Are you qualified to be a priest?"

Even the witch couldn't help asking.

"What can I do?"

Because she asked a question, the priest on the wall had to answer:

"I don't want to die! Since there is a way to make me live longer, why not use it? I know I will die sooner or later, but I am afraid of death. Who doesn't fear death? In order to live, these costs are worth it!"

Shad didn't want to talk nonsense with him, but he couldn't help but say at this time:

"I just met a person yesterday. He killed his whole family because of his cowardice, but in the end he was willing to sacrifice his life to atone for his sins; then today I met you. You seem to be brave and persistent. You have been waiting for a potion for fifty years, but your soul has not grown in these fifty years. You are still as cowardly as you were fifty years ago."