wizard

The envoy of the temple was sent out of the city lord's mansion, or should I say, driven out of the city lord's mansion.

The witch power of Otiramus was almost exhausted, and the broken prism needed more blood containing witch power as an offering. As a result, she passed out in the mirror room and has not woken up to this day.

In a coma, the witch power that did not belong to her is being lost bit by bit. When all the witch power is stripped away, her fire of life will also burn out, and Otiramus will not have another great witch.

Unless, new power can be obtained.

The old priestess slowly opened her eyes, and with her thin hands, she reached under the pillow, holding tightly the handwritten note left by the first Otiramus witch.

Either repeat everything that was done 400 years ago, or completely destroy.

plain city

He Ning slept next to the green lizard for the whole night, and his attendants also stood by the side for the whole night.

In the early morning, He Ning opened his eyes, and what he saw was the blue sky, which made him a little dazed, thinking that he was still wandering with the green lizard in the desert.Hearing the human voice, he sat up and saw the surrounding environment clearly, and then he suddenly woke up.

"My lord, you are awake."

"what."

He Ning's voice was a little hoarse, and his neck was a little sore. The green lizard pushed his head against him, one person and one lizard, and their stomachs growled at the same time.

The attendant bent down and lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, but his shoulders trembled slightly. He Ning could be sure that he was smiling.

Breakfast is still bread and meat, plus a little fruit.The green lizard's recipe is compared to the black lizard's, with emerald green grass and a few large pieces of fresh meat. While biting the pancake, He Ning sighed that his buddy eats better than him, with a combination of meat and vegetables and balanced nutrition.Under the astonished gaze of the attendants, He Ning picked up a piece of grass and put it into his mouth to chew, a burst of bitterness filled his mouth.He had no choice but to admit that his diet was different from that of the Green Lizard.

No matter how attractive the green grass looked, he couldn't digest it.

After breakfast, He Ning met Moody.

The floor-length white robe was trimmed with golden piping, and the gemstone-studded belt accentuated the thin waist.The blond hair is braided into a long braid and tied behind the head with a gold ring. The hair is dotted with blue gemstones, which emit a charming halo in the sun.

Whether you have a good or bad opinion of this man, you have to admit that he is charming.

He Ning propped his chin, and several discontinuous images flashed in his mind, no need to think, it must be a memory from inheritance again.

"Are you resting well?"

Moody's tone is gentle, although he didn't smile, it won't make He Ning feel nervous anymore.

"It's okay." He Ning stood up and smiled, "Thank you for your hospitality."

"My pleasure."

He Ning has always been thinking about the parchment in Pulan City, and that is why Modi came to see him.As for the emissary of the temple who was driven away, there was no mention of it.

The library in Pulan City has a long history and a rich collection.But with the comparison in the secret room of the temple, facing the bookshelves several meters high and the copper-plated sheepskin scrolls arranged in categories, He Ning was not as shocked as he imagined.

The aged clerk stood aside respectfully, and Moody waved his hand to signal that he didn't have to wait here.

The clerk bowed and retreated, the door of the room was closed, Moody leaned on the edge of the bookshelf with one hand, jumped up easily, and took down the wooden box placed high.

The moment the box was opened, He Ning's heart started beating wildly, his left ear was burning hot, and he couldn't control the trembling of his hands even though he tried his best.

Clenching his fists tightly, sharp nails pierced his palms, and blood dripped along the crevices of his fingers. The pain instantly awakened his consciousness, and his dizziness suddenly eased.

"Can you understand?"

Mu Di noticed He Ning's unusual behavior, but he didn't ask, but unfolded the parchment and signaled He Ning to come over.

The golden words flowed on the parchment like life, and with just one glance, He Ning could confirm that this was the lost first half of the parchment.

What was recorded above shocked He Ning.

"Conspiracy hangs over the empire... The witch, devoured by ambition, poisoned the celebration of the city of witches. The water flowing through the temple, and the cakes distributed to the citizens in the name of blessing, are poisons that kill people's lives. One night Suddenly, the city of witches turned into a city of death, and the cries of pain from the souls of the dead could not be dissipated for a long time. The great witch sacrificed himself, and the bright red blood flowed into the water, but it could not purify the fountain of life, nor could it revive the lost lives... The plot succeeded, losing blood, the big witch became weak, and the long knife and dagger that should have been protecting the big witch stabbed from behind. The red riding beast rolled in pain in the air, its body was full of poisoned spears, and the black spears There are golden shamanic scripts flowing on it... The conspirators are laughing wildly, the barbarians who once swore allegiance to the great shaman, driven by extravagance and greed, have become accomplices of evil..."

After reading this, He Ning stopped, as if scenes of tragedies from 400 years ago appeared in front of his eyes.

Conspiracy, death, intertwined into a terrible web.

In order to kill the great witch, all the lives of the witch city became sacrifices.

"The traitors are the royal family who covet the throne, the witches who serve the great witch, and the barbarians symbolized by the blue totem."

"...the great witch died, and the emperor raised his butcher knife...the crazy slaughter seems to have no end..."

The blood-stained fingertips caressed the sheepskin scroll, and the deep red spread on the sheepskin scroll. At the end of the sheepskin scroll, a totem was displayed, which belonged to the totem of the barbarians.

traitor.

He Ning's eyes started to turn red, he grabbed the parchment tightly, and the familiar anger welled up in his heart, and he had nowhere to vent it.

The desire to destroy fills every limb.

The 400-year celebration, the maiden who covered up the conspiracy with a sweet smile, the people who participated in the celebration drank the water from the fountain of life devoutly, but in the next moment, they covered their throats, fell to the ground one by one, curled up their bodies, and died in pain ...

The man in black robe and black hair looked at all this in disbelief. He wanted to save them, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't do it at all.

When blood flowed into the water, all it attracted was greed and covetousness.

The soldier who swore allegiance betrayed him, and Ani, who was seriously injured, could not take him out of the city of witches.The news is covered up, and all the crimes and conspiracies will also be buried under the yellow sand.

The dagger stabbed into the chest from the back, one after another.

The blood finally drained.

The witch who drank the great witch's blood swallowed his heart again, stepped on the dead soul, chanted the witch script, and laughed wildly with complacency...

Is this the truth?

He Ning clenched his lips, pain, anger, hatred, despair, all kinds of negative emotions hit his mind, the pain in his palm pulled his will, like a great witch who fell in the city of witches, with the last bit of strength, Tell Arnie in the sky, go, go...

Darkness shrouded down, He Ning's body was supported by powerful arms, his blue eyes turned red gold again, He Ning's wrist was supported, and bright red lips fell on his palm.

The next moment, He Ning was picked up horizontally, and the blond king stepped forward, as if he had recovered the treasure lost for 400 years, the memory lost under the yellow sand.