Whispering Poems

Chapter 3279 Group Attack

At this moment, the eight magic swords were raised high into the night sky together. As the whispering elements resonated, black light and shadows intertwined to form a giant black light sword, which slashed down at the five people on the hillside under the moonlight.

"Night Seal!"

The wind pressure made Dorothy and Luvia's hair fly back. The girls held down Shad's shoulders on the left and right. The three of them cast a spell together to summon a deep ink-black shield that covered all five people.

The giant sword that fell from the night sky collided with the shield, and exploded with a loud bang on the Fatumonster Snow Mountain, finally disturbing the castle at the foot of the mountain.

When Claire Reinhardt, who was half asleep, put on her cloak and looked out of the window, the dark light on the top of the mountain had already merged with the night. Because this time they were fighting in the dark night under the moon, and with the help of Dorothy and Luvia, even the power of the eight magic swords could not break through the ink-colored shield.

A huge sword mark appeared out of thin air on the snow slope on the west side of the snow mountain, and in the large snowflakes and smoke stirred up by the collision of spirits and elements, accompanied by the doctor's low shout, eight burning flames engulfed the eight people below. The black sword light immediately broke through the flames, and as the eight people flew out with swords, Dorothy frowned slightly and reached out to grab:
"Spatial confinement."

The eight people who were originally flying in different directions collided in the air as if they were attracted by a central magnet. As they tried to separate, the shadow of the wings behind the Augustus priest who had been prepared for a long time became real. The old man made a bow and arrow gesture, put his right index finger and middle finger together, and then suddenly released them:

"Soul Torrent!"

A stream of grayish-white crystal light burst out from his fingertips diagonally upward, bombarding the eight people in the air like a light cannon. The whispering elements of the eight magic swords resonated and stirred to form a shield to resist the attack, but the biggest weakness of the magic swords was attacks on the soul and spirit.

With a crisp sound, the pitch-black shield was completely shredded by the torrent of soul power, but after the shield disappeared, eight people who had assembled in the air appeared. The tips of the eight long swords touched each other and pointed at the five people on the snow slope. Before the gray-white crystal light was about to touch them, the magic sword once again burst out a terrifying black light from the air.

The power of the magic sword collided with the soul power of the Augustus priest, and the priest immediately took a step back. But at this time, Shade also opened his right hand upwards. He did not use [Night Watcher], but just took a deep breath to sense the three moons above his head, and then a dazzling silver light burst out from his palm:

"Moonfire!"

The silver-white flame merged with the soul torrent, and together they blocked the power of the eight magic swords. In the second after the stalemate, Bill Schneider had already chosen the power he could use here.

"Magic: Strange Stone Mirror!"

A huge black "stone gate" appeared out of thin air in the sky, and inside the stone gate was a layer of mercury-like mirror. After the moonfire and soul torrent passed through the stone gate, their light and power suddenly increased. The silver-white light became even more powerful under the night sky, pushing the black light backwards.

"May we be victorious."

Dorothy whispered softly. She lit a match and blew it gently. The flame turned into a stream of light and merged into the spiritual light of Shade and the priest. The flame itself was not important. The power of enlightenment of the restrained whispering element promised by the "match girl" was important. The silver-white light column mixed with the flame even made the eight people in the air start to retreat backwards.

Luvia, who was "not good at fighting", picked up the "Night Watcher" that Shade had inserted into the snow, bit her fingertips and smeared her blood on the sword, then gently drew the sword across her neck.

Since the sword did not touch her skin, she was not injured, but a line of blood appeared on the necks of the eight people in the air. The puppets controlled by the magic sword should not be affected by such injuries, but the essence of this curse is to attack the soul by causing wounds.

The curse affected the transmission of spirits between the magic sword and the puppet. The spiritual light output by the magic sword suddenly weakened at this moment. As a result, the eight people and eight swords in the air who were unable to gain support were pushed farther into the sky by the huge silver-white light stream with flames.

At this moment, all the priests in the town of Kyle-Todd who were monitoring the snowy mountain had been awakened, and the witch and the apprentice had also come outside. Everyone looked up in surprise at the silver-white light that slanted from the snowy mountain into the night sky until it disappeared into the distance. The pure moonlight and soul power were wrapped in enlightenment, and the combined attack that was magnified by the malicious mirror door was something no one had ever seen before.

"At least leave a sword and don't let them run away!"

On the top of the snow slope, Shade whispered, and took a step forward with Dorothy and disappeared. Reverend Augustus and Doctor Schneider leaped and flew out together, leaving Luvia holding the Night Watchman and turning back to pick up what she had just seen from the snow. It was a palm-sized snake skin:

"Is it what the giant snake left behind after it died?"

Soon, the four people who left all came back. Luvia looked away from the snake skin in her hand and saw that Shade was holding a plain black long sword. Of course, he did not touch the magic sword directly. On his right hand holding the sword was the dragon skin glove that Fiona gave him in the "Eternal Night City".

The whispering element diffused on the surface of the sword, but because it had lost the resonance of the other magic swords, it no longer had the terrifying power it had just now.

"They ran away so fast that only a handful were left."

The doctor explained, and Luvia handed the Night Watcher to Shade, asking him to try to destroy the magic sword directly. But after Shade took his sword, he hesitated for a moment and asked Priest Augustus:

"Priest, can you sense the soul in this sword now?"

The five people gathered together. The priest closed his eyes and stretched out his hand toward the sword, with his palm facing the black gem on the hilt that looked like an eye:

"Yes, you explained the so-called 'hive consciousness'. I can feel the existence of this strange soul."

"Then can you erase the soul in this sword and prevent it from regaining consciousness due to the relic's characteristics?"

This requirement is very difficult, after all, it is a direct challenge to the core characteristics of an angel-level relic. Priest Augustus hesitated for a moment, but Dorothy understood what Shade meant:
"If the priests can do this, we will be able to obtain a magic sword with a drastic decrease in negative properties."

"I can help too. I also know some soul knowledge."

The doctor agreed, and Father Augustus glanced at him. They actually had a certain understanding of each other's situation, but because of Shade's existence, they would not worry about each other's power. Whether it was the angel of death or the user of the devil's power, they were indeed very good at dealing with souls.

But after careful consideration, the priest still shook his head:

"No, even with the help of a doctor. I'm not that strong yet, and I'm not familiar with the soul characteristics of this metal life form. The best I can do now is to temporarily force the soul in the sword into a coma and temporarily sever the connection between this sword and the other magic swords.

This effect will last for a week at most. I can guarantee that during this period, even the 'hive consciousness' will not be able to accurately sense the location of this sword, let alone control it. But this operation can only be done once. The effect will be greatly reduced next time. Even if the same treatment is applied to another sword, the effect will not be as good as the first time. "

Xia De was already very satisfied with this:

"It doesn't matter. This is enough. Since I can guarantee a week's safety, I won't cut the sword for now."

"Do you have other plans?"

Luvia asked, and Shade nodded slowly:

"I think I suddenly realized a way to contain this angel-level relic more thoroughly than ever before. People in the past probably didn't realize that this was possible."

Although there was a lot of noise on the mountain, it would take time for people at the foot of the mountain to get here, so the priest and the doctor had enough time to cast a spell to deal with the magic sword.

However, the open-air environment here was snowy and windy, and it was not a suitable place to stay for a long time. Xia De followed the map of the Fatou people and led everyone to a small auditorium a little further away.

Unlike the deserted chapel that Miss Reinhardt and Miss Larson visited yesterday, this chapel is located on the route that must be taken during this "All Souls' Day", so the interior of this stone building on the snowy mountain has been cleaned up.

The priest took the black sword and cast a spell, with Dr. Schneider helping him. Shade closed the door of the auditorium to keep the blizzard out, and was about to say something when he noticed what Luvia was holding:
"Where did you pick up this snake skin?"

The snake skin in Luvia's hand looked exactly the same as the one Shade found yesterday morning from the spring at the foot of the mountain. This snake skin was also only the size of a palm, and although the shape was slightly different from the one kept by the witch, Shade instinctively felt that it was the same thing.

"I just picked it up from the snow. I think it's probably what the giant snake left behind after it died."

Luvia, of course, guessed what it was and examined it with great pleasure:
"I originally wanted to borrow the snake slough in Reinhardt's hand for research, but I didn't expect to get a new one so soon. Last time you said that her hand suddenly started bleeding? Then I have to be more careful. I don't want to activate it for the time being, otherwise the research value will be greatly reduced."

Dorothy, who had been watching the priest perform a spell, turned around and said:

"Didn't Shade say that your divination showed that this snake slough was related to the ancient god of fate? I know some ancient secrets. Although the Ouroboros symbolizes the reciprocating cycle of fate, the concept of 'reciprocating cycle' itself is also somewhat related to space.

If this snake slough is really related to that ancient god, then the giant snake's ability to stick to space can be explained."