Whispering Poems

Chapter 3265 Enlightenment - Ice and Snow
[Ice and snow are the miracles of winter. The fierce winter wind brings not only death, but also dormant life. Snowflakes bury the secrets of the past. Now the filth has dissipated, and you have received a gift from Fatumonster.]

[Outlander, you have gained enlightenment from "Mount Fatumonster".]

At this moment, the right hand has reached into the interior of the ice-blue light source. As the huge spirit is drawn into the soul, the strong wind at that moment seems to tear the space apart.

The Life Ring appeared behind Xia De. Even the howling cold wind could not blow away the power from the soul. The four-color spiritual light was blown backwards by the wind, leaving a dazzling and slender light mark. The rapidly rotating Life Ring absorbed the power of the surrounding ice and snow, and finally transformed it into a brass-colored spiritual light.

The ashes of [Heartless Bug] turned into power, and the power of the snow mountain was sensed from the depths of the spring. Until the sublimation at this moment, nothing was surprising:
[Outsider, you have engraved the brass enlightenment spirit rune - ice and snow. ]

[Spell: Summoning a giant snowball, Chloe's cold breath, and freezing rays, sublimated into thaumaturgy. ]

[Outsider, within the range of the Fatumonster Snow Mountain, all magic arts related to [Ice and Snow] that you perform will be enhanced.]

[Outsider, you have touched the Witch's Resonance, Ice Witch Chloe. Since you have already touched the resonance of the same source, you will not be given the right to vote this time.]

Xia De ignored the first spiritual rune of the Nine Rings he had obtained, but was surprised to see that his right hand, which was stretched out towards the light, was now holding a familiar arm.

The short, silver-haired girl with a transparent body was not in the light, but on the side of the light source. At this moment, Chloe was looking up at him with a smile. It has been a long time since I traveled through time and space at [Black Sand Pier]. The Ice Witch Queen didn't say anything, but just wanted to take in all of Shade in her eyes in this brief moment.

"Witch Resonance Chloe, did you know that I would definitely appear here in the Sixth Era?"

Shade asked immediately, then let himself fully enter the cold light and held the small witch in his arms.

She nodded slightly.

"So there is something in this mountain that you think must have brought me here."

The silver-haired girl held in Xia De's arms continued to nod gently, and then pressed her cold lips against Xia De's face:

"I've been thinking about you. When you don't know the direction, try to find the answer from the ice and snow. I'm waiting for you in the wind and snow, Xia De, don't forget me, don't forget me."

The girl in his arms disappeared, and the blizzard around him also completely dissipated at this moment. The huge nine-ring life ring was suspended in the small auditorium. Miss Reinhardt and Miss Larson, who were forced to move to the wall, looked at Shade in amazement as he half-knelt on the ground while hugging the air.

"Meow?"

Seeing that the strong wind had died down, the cat emerged from Shade's arms again, but when it looked around and saw nothing new, it retreated back again.

Under Shade's control, the life ring gradually disappeared in the steam mist. After calming down, Shade stood up and found that the witch was still looking at the place where the life ring disappeared.

"Why is it so big? I mean, what happened just now? You were casting a spell and talking to us, and suddenly you disappeared. You disappeared for about three seconds, and then suddenly appeared again."

"I saw a ball of light. It wasn't an illusion. I seemed to be going somewhere."

But when Shade was moving against the wind, he did not use "Enhanced Spatial Perception" to position himself.

He briefly recounted his experience. Miss Larson didn't quite understand, but Claire Rhinehart raised her head in surprise. She looked at the dilapidated hall again, and at the ancient Fatu sacrificial scenes depicted on the murals, and finally reached out and grabbed Shad's hand:
"Wait a minute. Let's go back and see grandpa. I really can't believe this is happening."

"What exactly is going on here?"

The witch's expression was very serious:
"I have heard my grandfather and mother talk about what you described many times when I was a child. This is what happens when the priests of the Fatu people become 'elders' through formal procedures and the snow mountain grants them grace.

Powerful priests will enter a place in the snow-capped mountains that cannot be explored by mortals, and then walk towards the light ahead in the cold wind. If they can reach the end, they will be given strength by the snow-capped mountains. When my grandfather first met you, he was able to borrow the power of the holy mountain to try to get you down the mountain by yourself because he passed this ceremony. "

But Xia De's situation should be different. He didn't feel that he could borrow the power of the snow mountain under his feet:
"My guess is that I helped the Snow Mountain purify the filth, so the Snow Mountain gave me strength in return."

This is the most reasonable explanation at present. Besides, this place is the Fatu people’s auditorium, and it is easier to communicate with the snow-capped mountains in such a place.

The three of them did not leave immediately. The witch took her apprentice up the mountain, intending to baptize and bless both her and Shade at the same time, so that they would be more fortunate in the snowy mountains. Now Shade no longer needed this, so she spent another half an hour performing the ceremony for her apprentice alone, and then everyone returned to the town of Kyle-Todd together.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon when we met Elder Harald at the dock. The old man, who was still injured, was barely visible. He was counting the goods with several middle-aged priests. These were things needed for the evening ceremony.

Seeing his granddaughter return safely, the old man was very happy:
"I have received the letter you sent back. The intelligence about the cultists has been passed on to the church. We will discuss the matter of the snake skin in the evening. At present, all the villages have received the news and should be on guard against the appearance of those illegal ring sorcerers. I am glad that you are okay. I thought you came back directly at noon.

Take a break first. The ritual provided by Mr. Watson is almost ready and can be performed before dinner. As for the matter of the [Cult of Doom], Claire, the Fatu people have never been afraid of anyone on their own island. "

"Grandfather, don't you feel that there is something wrong with him now?"

The witch pushed Shad forward again, causing Shad to almost hit the opponent's fish barrel on the dock.

The old man wearing a thick fur vest carefully looked at Xia De in front of the snow-capped mountains:
"Your complexion is rosy and shiny, better than the skin of most young girls in this town who have been exposed to the sun. Mr. Watson, you must be very good at taking care of your skin, right?"

"Well never."

"Grandfather, that's not what I'm talking about!"

The old man smiled happily:

"Claire, I was just joking with you. How come your mentality is not as young as mine? Of course I can see that the blessing of the snow mountain has appeared on him and your students. The baptism went smoothly, right?"

This answer was certainly not what she wanted. The witch then told Elder Harald what had just happened. The old man's first reaction was disbelief:

“No one except the Fatu people has ever enjoyed the gift of the snow-capped mountains.”

But he was not a very stubborn person. He stood on the pier of the town dock and listened to Shade's own description of his experience at that time - excluding the witch's reverberation, and then he frowned deeply:

"Mr. Watson, can you go back a little later tonight? Or you can just stay in the town. I will write to inform the other four elders to hold a meeting in Snow Mountain Hall tonight."

"Is it necessary? He was just blessed by the snowy mountains. It's not a bad thing."

The platinum-haired girl asked immediately. Elder Harald saw what his granddaughter meant, and the old man felt quite helpless:

"It's just a discussion of related issues. It's not a big deal. Besides, Mr. Watson should also want to understand the reasons."

Xia De nodded:

"After the ceremony to determine the number of magic swords is held in the evening, I will go back to the city and come back around seven o'clock."

Actually, I went home to eat:
"I actually have something I want to ask the elders. Today, in addition to the snake slough, I discovered something else. Is there something under this mountain?"

The old man wearing the horned hat sighed deeply:
"I knew you would ask sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be so early. Well, I'll give you some answers tonight, but there are some things even we don't know. Since holding the All Souls' Day on time can ensure good weather and good harvests on Fatumonster Island, then there's no need to do anything unnecessary. Over the years, generations of priests and elders have thought this way."

Miss Reinhart was worried about Elder Harald working at the dock despite his injury, so she wanted to stay to help and asked Miss Larson to take Shade back to the Harpoon Inn to rest. But the old man didn't want his granddaughter to stay here, so he "drove" her away.

The witch had no choice but to take the two of them back to the Harpoon Inn, but in fact, most of the situation at the dock could be seen directly from the inn.

There was still more than an hour before dusk, and Shade, who had nothing to do, chatted with the witch in the hotel about recent events. The story on the island started with the magic sword, but then quickly involved fate-related relics, cultists, and even ancient evil objects, and finally concluded with the snake skin.

If we string them together with "the chosen ones of destiny" as the main thread, Xia De believes that these are the main supporting characters or even the protagonists in the stories that are about to be or are being staged.

"If we follow your line of thought, what we should know most now is what the real main story of this island is and who the so-called protagonist is."

The witch stood in front of the window of the room that Shade rented, looking at the sun setting on the side of the snow-capped mountain:
"Will the hero defeat the powerful enemy led by the magic sword? Or will the poor man holding the magic sword gradually regain his will and finally control the sword?"

"Why must the magic sword be the main character?"

Sitting at the desk, Shad said that the Harpoon Hotel was much worse than the Accordion Hotel in the woods. There were no suites here. There were beds, tables and wardrobes right after the door. But the good news was that there was at least a separate bathroom.