Whispering Poems

Chapter 3230 Encounter on a narrow road

"John Watson?"

Unlike the golden eyes of Carina and the others, Miss Claire Rhinehart's eyes were light gold. Her skin was also whiter than that of the average witch, and her hair was more like faded gold than platinum. Shad suspected that because she was from a Fatu tribe, all the colors on her body were approaching the color of the snowy mountains.

The pretty witch lady, who looked about the same age as Dorothy, looked at Shade suspiciously, but because of Shade's help and cooperation just now, she actually had a pretty good impression of Shade. So she was just curious about Shade's gender, and had no ill will towards Shade, and could even say that she had some good feelings for him:
"It sounds like a fake name. But you helped Grandfather, and you are also my friend."

The Infinite Duel Corridor is actually a narrow corridor, but the relic itself was crushed into a dice during a God's Descent event at an unknown time in the Fourth Era, thus transforming from a location-type relic into an object that can be held.

The two sides of the game are the fat man dressed as a fishmonger and Shade and his two companions. However, even though there are three of them, they can only throw one dice at a time and are jointly affected by the negative effects.

As the initiator of the game, he had a rather unfair advantage in this kind of game, as he could roll the dice first. As the three of them were discussing the characteristics of the relics in a low voice under the increasingly dark sky, a clanging sound had already sounded in the air above their heads.

Xia De looked up and saw the shadow of a huge metal dice rolling in the snow in the cloudy sky. The dice was the projection of the relic itself. Because it became huge, Xia De saw a sentence written in ancient language on the "six" side of the dice -

【When two meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins. 】

The dice rolled and finally showed a result of five points, and at this time the snow on the snow slope of the hill had turned into a blizzard. The wind blew the snowflakes like white sand rolling down from the top of the snow slope, and the witch snapped her fingers again, and the warm yellow eggshell-shaped light shield enveloped the three people.

This magic is similar to the "Hedon Seal", but it is not used for defense, but to create a safe place in a harsh environment. Therefore, even if he doesn't know who this witch is, combined with the battle just now, Shade is almost certain that her seat is "Sun".

The witches said that "Moon" was a 12th-level battle maniac, and "Chaos" seemed to have a strange disease and was not in good health. They rarely talked about the remaining "Creation" and "Sun", but Miss Reinhardt beside them was too obvious.

When she grabbed Shade's hand just now, Shade felt that she was an eleventh-rank witch. At present, Shade did not know the witches of the second, fourth, sixth and eleventh seats, and Claire Reinhardt was definitely not the second or eleventh.

Even Shade felt that she was on the verge of advancing from level 11 to level 12. Unlike Karina who claimed that "reaching level 11 is my limit" when Shade first met her, this witch who walked out of the foot of the snow-capped mountains was obviously very talented.

Of course, the young witch didn't know that Shade knew so much information just by looking at her. Her eyes were fixed on the front, and the fat fishmonger had already stepped onto the squares on the snow.

He looked fat, but he walked very lightly on the snow. He quickly crossed five squares with the magic sword in his hand in just a few seconds. At the moment when he stopped completely, a three-meter-tall black shadow in a black robe suddenly appeared in the wind and snow behind the fat fishmonger. The sickle in his hand pierced through the fat fishmonger's body, and then the black shadow disappeared in the snow.

"Direct damage to the soul. The negative effects he encountered should be related to the soul."

Xia De judged softly, but the fat fishmonger seemed completely unaffected. He was just a puppet of the magic sword, and whether his soul was injured or not would not affect the puppet itself at all.

After Shade finished speaking, he saw Miss Reinhardt nodded slightly, and Elder Harald's face turned pale. At first, Shade thought that he had borrowed the power of the snow mountain and fell into a weak state for a short period of time. But suddenly he remembered the warnings from the administrator and the coroner, so he turned his head and looked at the injured chest of the old man wearing a horned hat:
"Won't."

Elder Harald shook his head, signaling Shade not to speak. At this time, the shadow of the dice in the air quickly shrank under the gloomy sky of the blizzard, until it turned into a solid small dice and fell downwards, and was caught by the witch beside Shade.

The brute force method to crack this relic is to ignore the rules and not play the game despite the negative penalties, but it is clear that the three people standing together do not intend to do so.

The witch was about to throw the dice, but was stopped by Shade. However, Shade was very gentlemanly and did not touch the strange lady's hand. The witches were not polite, but he was very polite. He just lowered his voice and said in the whistling wind:

"Let me do it. I used a special relic to measure my fortune before the festival, and my luck is quite good."

This game is not considered gambling, so the luck bestowed by the God of Gamblers should not be useful, but even so, the outsider still thinks that his luck should not be bad.

But Miss Rhinehart shook her head:

“This is the Fatumonster Snow Mountain. The snow here will make us, who are from the tribes, lucky.”

Elder Harald beside him also nodded in agreement, and the witch took out a string of amethyst amulets from her pocket and tied it around her waist as a pendant:
"These are the lucky charms I bought from a very powerful fortune teller. They can also help me resist a certain degree of bad luck. Let me do it."

This time, Shade did not object, but he recognized the dozen amethysts on Miss Rhinehart's pendant, which was the work of Bella from Moon Bay. Bella did not engrave her name on the amulet, but the gift that the Countess gave Shade at the end of the year was an amethyst that could bring luck.

The gift was just an alchemical item she made herself, not a relic, but it was also the masterpiece of the 12th-level Great Witch of Fate. When she gave the gift, she said that in order to make that perfect amethyst, she had produced a lot of defective products, and now Shade knew the whereabouts of those defective products.

Miss Reinhardt threw the dice into the sky, and the dice grew larger again, showing the number 4 under the snowstorm. The three of them walked forward together. Of course, nothing happened when their boots stepped on the first snow square, and nothing happened on the second and third snow squares. But when they walked to the fourth snow square together, the cold seemed to pour directly into their souls.

The feeling of loneliness and coldness made Shade shiver, but it was just a shiver. This coldness was not as lonely as death, nor as pure as Chloe's demigod stage.

It was just very cold and directly affected the soul, so Xia De just patted the ice on his collar and shoulders and was no longer affected. However, when he breathed at this time, even his nose would emit white smoke, which was enough to show how much the temperature had dropped.

Of course, the witch and Elder Harald also felt the bone-chilling cold. The old priest just shivered like Shad, and frost formed on his beard and eyebrows. As a priest of the snowy mountains, he was very capable of resisting the cold.

Miss Claire Rhinehart's lips immediately turned pale, she exhaled lightly, and after chanting a spell in a low voice, a warm glow naturally emanated from her body. For some reason, this scene reminded Shade of Mia's orange and white hair shining in the sun when she was taking a nap on the windowsill.

It was the turn of the fat fishmonger holding the sword to roll the dice, and this time the rolling dice showed "point 6" directly in the air. He continued to move forward and came to the eleventh square. When he stepped on the last snowy square, the two black eyes in his eye sockets turned gray.

"The curse of blindness?"

The dice fell over the three people again, and Miss Reinhart still chose to roll the dice herself instead of her grandfather or a stranger of unknown gender. But whether it was because of the snowy mountains or Bella's amulet, her luck was really good, and she also rolled a six.

"Grandfather."

Before taking a step forward, she looked at her relative with some worry, whom she hadn't seen since the last quarrel. She also noticed something unusual about the old man.

Elder Harald shook his head slightly, and Shade took the initiative to support him and walked forward. The girl with platinum-blonde hair breathed a sigh of relief, and while quietly thanking Shade, she thought that if the other person was a woman, she might try to make contact with her... Although there was an illusion covering it, Shade's appearance must be in line with her aesthetic.

Because the first throw was 4, this time they stopped at the 10th square. There were only 9 squares left between the three and the fishmonger with the sword, and perhaps the game would end in the third round.

As for the curse triggered by the three this time—

A patch of red and black light appeared in the blizzard, and soon the flying bats surrounded the three people who could not move. The three people felt that the blood in their bodies was uncontrollably seeping into their bodies. Miss Reinhardt wanted to cast a spell to block them, but these vampire bats, which were powered by the power of the relic, ignored the witch's shield and attack, and opened their mouths to bite the three people.

The negative effect this time was "blood loss", which, like the "soul shattering" just now, required an external force to exert its influence. But before those bats bit Shad, Shad suddenly felt that after swallowing the divinity of [Vampire Duke Laoel] and burning that drop of divinity, the power remaining in his soul was passively activated.

[Blood Echo] played its role uncontrollably at this moment, and his eyes turned slightly red, so the bats that had just flown over suddenly seemed to lose their sense of balance and crashed into each other. They seemed to have discovered something terrifying, crawling around on the snow, and soon all disappeared.