Whispering Verse

"Priest, please don't worry. I'll be fine. You can leave first. Oh, one more thing. I left a lot of empty bottles outside the door. Can you leave some of your blood in one of the bottles?"

Shade had not originally planned to use the blood of anyone in the group. Although everyone had their own stories, it seemed that none of the stories were "special" enough. But the priest was different. Once he crossed that door, he was equivalent to jumping between death and life. Shade felt that this blood would be useful.

Although the old priest was confused, he still nodded:

"Okay, that's easy."

He turned and left. Shade held the burnt black feathers and looked at the silver moon. He heard the sound of the stone door being pushed open behind him. Sure enough, the priest had a way of jumping repeatedly in death, and when Shade turned around, the door was already closed.

In other words, Shade still has to find a way to escape from death.

"Are you sure I can leave?"

He couldn't help but ask again:

"It would be ridiculous if the priest was rescued but I stayed on my own."

[Confirmed, and there is no need to use divinity. 】

Shade touched the stone door, and then tried the [Door Key]. Thaumaturgy can indeed be used, but trying to turn your hand to open the "lock" is like wrestling with the whole world.

But it doesn't matter. After confirming that the [Door Key] is also useful for this door, he understands what he wants to do.

As for the next seal, he now only has the last drop of divinity left. He must not consume his divinity on the sealed door, otherwise he will not even have the afterglow state of divinity, and he wants to cross the narrow gap between life and death and return to the foot of the mountain. Not even the manor.

He wanted to use thaumaturgy to seal the door, and coincidentally, he did have a thaumaturgy that could be used to seal it.

Looking at the feather in his hand:

"The whispering element, indeed, the priest's wings and the power of death come from the unknowable relic that lost control in Tobesk when he was young. So, priest August is not actually the third chosen one?"

He clutched his feathers and looked toward the low black sky. The life ring behind him silently appeared in the hot steam mist. Ten four kinds of spiritual runes faced the huge half-moon of silver in the distance, quietly emitting spiritual light into the dark world.

And as the life ring appeared, the shadowy souls patrolling on the water seemed to have stopped.

The world of the dead seemed to have completely stopped at this moment, but Shade, who had closed his eyes, did not see this scene:

"Tree kiss."

The white souls did not turn around to look at the only living person among the dead, but looked at the silver moon in the distance.

The moon slowly rose from the farthest point of the water, and the half moon turned into a complete silver moon over the water. Then the silver moon slid little by little to the top of the dark sky and was embedded in the low sky.

The white shadows standing on the water looked up to the sky. The waves were sparkling. I don't know whether this was the reflection of the light of the silver moon or the reflection of the soul. Next to Shade, the wind rustled the treetops, and the red-gold bonfire in front of the stone door crackled.

The giant tree stood on top of the stone door, its roots firmly clinging to the door, and its crown seemed to penetrate the entire sky. The branches stretched towards the black calm water, and death could not make the branches die.

However, the power of the Mystic Lock [Tree Kiss] was still severely limited, and the Forest of Thousand Trees did not appear. Only the bonfire and the giant tree appeared. The scope of the mystery lock was limited to the beach in front of the door. It did not spread to the water representing the exit road, and it did not change the stone door.

Shade took a deep breath and put the feather in his right hand against his chest. Then, he stood under the tree, like all the souls on the water, looking up at the silver moon in the starry sky diagonally above.

The moonlight illuminated Shade's face from the gap between the tree crowns, and the dark moon was reflected in his pupils. The black feather in his hand melted on his chest, his heart completely stopped beating at this moment, and the familiar cold feeling spread throughout his body. Standing in the midst of real death, looking at the moon that guides death, for a moment, he clearly felt the last moment he felt in his hometown before coming to this world:

"It turns out that I really died."

Black iron-colored spiritual light gathered on the rapidly rotating life ring, and some imperceptible phosphorescence flew from the calm black water. Even the moonlight seemed to converge on the life ring.

[Crossing the narrow gap between life and death, crossing the door of death, you truly enter death. This is the place closest to the end, the final destination of all souls. 】

[You looked at the end of death, pushed open the door of death, and came into contact with the power of the original angel-Gakel]

"Um?"

【.You hear the "whisper" from death. 】

As the life ring rotates, not only the black iron-colored whispering light is enriching, but even the surrounding darkness is constantly entering the life ring. Shade believes that no one has ever been able to touch death in real death.

[Outlander, you have engraved the Black Iron Whispering Spirit Rune - True Death. 】

Although it is not the broader spiritual rune of [Death], [Real Death] seems to be more powerful, and——

"False immortality and real death?"

Shade shook his head and channeled the power of his eleventh spirit rune behind him to make himself more adaptable to this darkness. It was almost dawn outside, and he couldn't waste time.

The crown of the giant tree was blown by the wind of unknown origin, rustling under the huge silver moon. I don’t know if it was Shade’s illusion, but after [Real Death] took shape, this place seemed to become more real, but at the same time it seemed to become more illusory.

Those souls looking up at the silver moon seemed to have the light of the silver moon inside their bodies, and beside Shade, the red-gold bonfire suddenly lit up.

The material world, the Old World, the Kingdom of Drarion, and the city of Fort Midhill are just before dawn on the morning of the 23rd day of the Harvest Moon, but before the first ray of sunlight shines from behind Mount Sikar, the ground is slightly The vibration woke up the citizens.

Fort Midhill is a mountainous area prone to earthquakes, so the city was not alarmed. Only a few people noticed the abnormal light in the night sky, and an even smaller number of people stood at the window or in front of their homes and looked at the towering Sikal Mountains, and saw the abnormal red-gold aurora behind the mountains in the night sky. , floating like a ribbon.

It covers a small part of the southeastern sky. Under the starry sky, the light flickers on and off, sometimes changing into red, blue, green, and purple brilliance.

"Aurora before the big earthquake?"

The light was so dreamy and gorgeous, but no one knew what this strange light that appeared after the earthquake was. Only ring warlocks with good eyesight can distinguish the light, which vaguely reflects a huge body of water, but also looks like a tree with a huge crown.

The earthquake disappeared just once, and the ribbon-like red-gold aurora also disappeared with the disappearance of the earthquake, as if it was just a collective hallucination before dawn.

In the Russell Mansion at the foot of Sikal Mountain, the bonfire that had been burning all night was still not extinguished, but the fire flow all over the manor became weaker.

The blind nuns raised their heads to "see" the light over Mount Sikal, but no one spoke. Only Sister Devlin, the leader of the order, still kept holding the fire with both hands, with her back to the bonfire and facing the open door of the mansion, her head lowered and motionless.

Her hands were closed together in a cupped shape, and in the cracks on the backs and fingers of her hands, the skin was almost transparent in the firelight and embers, and the bones of her hands could be seen.

An old figure stood beside the nun at some point, looking up at the aurora that was about to dissipate on the top of the mountain:

"It's so beautiful. It reminds me of the night sky I saw when I was young and followed the former Speaker to the far north to visit St. Byrons."

"Ma'am, what is this light?"

Sister Devlin asked softly, her tone still so cold.

"Another world is reflected in the sky, which shows that there are high-level warlocks who at least use the power of a real miracle such as the Mystery Lock. Yes, someone has temporarily completely sealed the door at the foot of the mountain. It is really amazing, but How on earth was this done? Could it be that the 'Silver Watcher' from St. Byrons is here? I remember that some time ago, they haven't investigated the matter of Ms. Myrna Feliana."

Xina Cassandra coughed:

"This is not important. After all, it doesn't make much sense to just seal one of the three channels. Speaking of which, hasn't he come back yet?"

"No, I've already reminded him that dawn is coming."

Sister Devlin replied.

The old witch shook her head. Although she was old, the grace of her youth could still be seen on her face:

"It's really disturbing. If he gets lost there, I don't think little Carina will ever come to see me again in this life."