The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

People with faith can accept death as home. Viconia DeVille had a strong heart when she died.

Shadowheart asked her where she hid her parents. Viconia didn't tell her, but Nocturne did.

"They are in the midst of loss, right behind the altar, through the stone door."

"Traitor! Haha, hahahaha!"

Nocturne was horrified by the image of the Abbess in her mind.

Viconia laughed like a night owl. When she smiled, she actually looked a little pitiful.

Linde knelt down and watched the female drow howl and laugh.

"Do you think you can be appreciated by Shar if you give everything for her?"

"Of course, she will reward me."

"She won't." Lind shook his head. "Shar's priest was unclaimed after his death. She is an absent historical subject, representing the forgotten gods. She cannot remember anyone or anything. She can remember you Shar." Only mortals do what believers do.”

The crazy smile disappeared from Viconia's face.

"You're lying to me," she said calmly.

"You've been lying to yourself."

Shadow said happily: "Look, Headmistress, this is the end you deserve. Isn't it a wonderful feeling when your faith collapses and the world is shattered? I've always wanted you to taste it too."

"Impossible, I will enter Shar's Kingdom of God, I will be rewarded by her, and I am her chosen one!"

Linde stretched out his hand to hold her shoulders, and the holy power slowly flowed out, turning into a resurrecting spring water, which brought Viconnia out of her near-death state, but did not allow her to recover to the point where she could violently hurt others.

"If you don't believe it, then go and see with your own eyes." Linde grabbed Viconia and controlled Mingsara, the daughter of the Banrei family. The headmistress could not make any small moves in front of her.

"Let's go." Ying Xin found the key from the headmistress. They passed through the altar filled with corpses, opened the circular door, and entered the Lost Room.

This is a square-style prison built on a cliff facing the underground river. Simple prisons are dug into the stone walls on both sides of the entrance to imprison abducted children.

"Hey! Help!" the tiefling boy shouted, waving from behind the railing.

Minsk forcefully opened the iron gate and released the five unfortunate children.

"Are you hurt?" The adventurers rubbed the heads of these little devils.

"We're all OK, but something's wrong with Moore."

Tiefling's child, Queen Moore, this red-skinned little devil showed a mischievous attitude that everyone hated when she was in the woodland, but now she was very quiet and polite, smiling at everyone she saw.

According to several other children, Moore escaped several times when he was arrested, and was finally captured by the female dean. It seemed that he had done something. After he came back, he looked like this. Even his name was missing. Forgot everything.

Nocturne said: "Her memory was taken away by the Lost Mirror."

Gale lowered his head and looked at Moore for a while, and suddenly said: "Maybe it's just me who thinks so, but this little girl has become much cuter now."

Many companions nodded, but the tiefling children did not agree. Instead, they glared at these adults who had no childlike innocence.

Lind waved his hand: "Let's see if we can get her memory back from the Lost Mirror later."

"Let her turn back into a bad little brat?" Asdalen raised his eyebrows, "How great she is now."

Maul smiled at him.

Together, everyone headed toward the depths of the Lost Space, where they met Ying Xin's parents.

The two old men were hanging back to back, each hanging on a suspended disk, with their arms outstretched, in a standard crucifixion posture, which has been going on for more than ten years.

"Oh, no, another conspiracy, you vicious drow." The elf man sighed tiredly when he saw them.

The aging human woman trembled and said: "No, she is real, my Janewell, Xiaozhen, she is back."

"Father, mother. You...ah." The brand on the back of Ying Xin's hand erupted in severe pain again, and the same brand appeared on her parents, causing the three members of the family equal torture at the same time.

Viconia stared at Shadow Heart's face, trying to find shock and pain in her expression, but she couldn't.

The shoulders of the half-elf priest were supported by Karak, Linde, Will and others, and her expression was only stubborn.

So Viconia said cruelly: "You have forgotten, haven't you? But they have not forgotten. They watched us shape you, they cried, and they bled - usually by your own hands, using the torture methods I taught you .”

Viconia's cruelty made everyone frown, Asdalen's face was expressionless, and Minsala nodded appreciatively.

Shadow Heart asked softly: "Why did you do this?"

"for you."

"I?"

"That's right. I once established a monastery in Waterdeep, which was more prosperous than here, but Shar claimed that they betrayed me, so I slaughtered a group of loyal subordinates. Come to Baldur's Gate and start from scratch, find you, and train You, everything is to mold you into what the Dark Lady needs to be.”

Viconia's words ranged from firm to trembling.

As the truth came out of her mouth, every word was like black smoke, filling the underground cave and swallowing up all the light around her.

In everyone's shuddering astonishment, the Lost Mirror on the edge of the cliff burst into purple light.

Shar, the goddess of the night, has arrived.

She appears in the storm clouds of the Shadowfell Underworld, taking the form of a beautiful giant stone sculpture in a temple.

The platform on which everyone stood now turned into a tray in the goddess's hand, as small as a copper coin or a grain of rice.

"You abandoned the path I prepared for you." The facial features on Shar's huge face have an astonishing demeanor, and the heart-stirring lines and sections make up her face. Her voice is also quiet and clear, as if she is speaking A clear stream flows through the forest in the lightless night.

Then they all knew that this was really Shar, not a magical illusion.

Ying Xin's composure collapsed in an instant. If angering a big shot would lead to death, then death would be the best gift for offending a god.

Nocturne lay on the ground tremblingly, and Viconia even more enthusiastically sang the name of Nightsinger.

Linde touched his pocket and found that he had forgotten his mobile phone. He shrugged with regret.

"That's enough! I won't give in anymore, let go of my parents!" Ying Xin roared at the giant at the top of his lungs.

Shar said calmly: "I have never restrained them. Whenever you want to stay away from me and get close to Selune, the deeper my control over you becomes, and the deeper you imprison and torture them."

"If you learn the lesson, if you truly obey, the pain is gone. But the more you struggle, the worse it gets. For all three of you."

Shadow Heart's father said in a harsh voice: "Xiao Zhen, you can't get rid of her curse while rescuing us. Let us return to the Moon Girl. We are the frozen past, and you are the future."

Karak was so angry that she burst into tears and yelled at Shar: "You are a monster!"

Her courage caught everyone's attention at this moment.

Nightsinger said faintly: "I am nothing. I am an empty room. A dreamless sleep. The shadow of a shadow. Before my sisters lit the sun, there was no pain in the world. Every day you live is suffering, until You are back in my arms.”

Lind turned to his companions and said: "Listen, this is called a true god. In comparison, Vlaakis is really a complete clown."

Leizel chuckled, and Gale smiled bitterly: "Brother, I really admire your composure. But I agree with your point of view."

This is the true God. They are the sky, the earth, and the spiritual incarnation of the universe.

Spitting in the sky will only bring disgrace to yourself, and the same goes for challenging the gods.

But Linde wants to try to untie this knot.

Because he is also God. (End of chapter)