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The howling wind mixed with snow swept over the island in the middle of the lake deep in the strange swamp wrapped in white fog. In the northwest of the island, the stone circle stood on the flat ground below the cliff where the lighthouse was located.
Thirteen huge and ancient stone pillars stood in the center of the open space, and the adjacent stone pillars were connected with huge curved stone bricks on top.
Miracle elements spread all around, crackling orange bonfires were located in the center of Stonehenge and in the thirteen gaps between the thirteen huge stone pillars. The light from the fourteen bonfires was enough to illuminate the surrounding fog, but not enough to illuminate the lighthouse on the lake behind Stonehenge and the small pier under the lighthouse.
The lighthouse was quite tall, at least twice as tall as the one where old Edmund lived in Coldwater Harbor. It was unknown what the original idea was when it was built. The firelight flickered in the snow, and shadows clung to the surface of the stone pillars engraved with dense spells. Time had left mottled traces on these huge stones. On this winter snowy night, the Stonehenge rising from the ground seemed to bring the breath of the ancient era to this era.
The firelight was very bright, and the fog was no longer an obstacle here. Sitting by the bonfire in the center of Stonehenge was Sir Lekins Prissy of the United Kingdom of Carsenrick, and the knight of the Southland was spinning a brass wheel behind him. He closed his eyes, as if he was resting, and the firelight made his strange, narrow shadow tremble constantly on the snow.
The ring sorcerer from the "Society of All Numbers Returning to One" whom Shad and Iluna met at the gate of the noble's old manor did not lie. There were indeed not many people left around the chosen one, and even Miss Pavo from the Truth Society was not here.
Before the protagonist of the Sixth Epoch epic arrived, three warlocks from the church appeared. They were ring warlocks from the Church of Nature. The gentleman with long hair had a twelve-ring life ring floating behind him, and his companions were two eleventh-ring warlocks. The three did not disturb the chosen one's rest in the snow, but fought with three eleventh-ring warlocks from the Pantanal Voodoo Society and an unidentified cultist tenth-ring warlock in the snow at the end of the path at the edge of the dead forest.
The twelve-ring sorcerer of the church alone should have been able to suppress them easily, but the evil malice of the subspace creatures surging beneath the land was affecting everyone except the ring sorcerers of the Pantanal Voodoo Society. Venomous snakes, vines, ghouls, and even blizzards became the power of the worshippers of the Pantanal evil creatures, and they were now intercepting the "managers" who were trying to reach the end of the Stonehenge in the entire swamp.
The oppressive feeling in the chest became stronger here. Under the snow in the dark night, something seemed to be wriggling. The ground was a strange gray-green color, and short tentacles like tree roots stretched out densely from the ground, wriggling as if they wanted to get out completely.
The miraculous elements of the ancient Stonehenge ruins have now reached a preliminary resonance with the power of the chosen, and even reached a strange balance with the whispering elements leaked from the seal. However, the rituals of Stonehenge are only remnants of a past era, while the whispering elements in the seal have a terrifying source.
The evil creature that the Tree Father called "the resentment of the dead plants" was far from being comparable to the undead amputated monsters born between life and death. Although Sister Defulin had some confidence in burning it, Shade thought it might not be as simple as he thought.
After all, there are no demigods in this era.
"Look, there's someone else coming. Oh? Why is there no one here?"
The voice of Lekins Prisha came on the wind. He opened his eyes and looked at the path in the dead woods, which was illuminated by the pots of fire. One of the three ring sorcerers standing next to Sir Prisha left the bonfire in the center of the Stonehenge and walked towards the periphery of the Stonehenge.
The strange ring wizard summoned the life ring as he walked. In the center of the ten-ring life ring, the core spirit rune was the inspiration tree root, inspiration coughing blood and whispering plant. Normally, human ring wizards would not have spirit runes other than enlightenment. Obviously, this was the Pantanal Voodoo Society using the power of evil things.
The wind and snow were blowing, and a startling fire broke out in the distance of the island, but the fire was covered by the fog. At the end of the dead woods, a voice suddenly came again. After a vague shout, the power of the sublimation language spread to the edge of the grove:
The sword of justice cuts off the confused heart!
Snap!
After the sound of glass breaking, the first person to appear was Iluna on horseback, followed by six ring warlocks from the church. Judging from their attire, they were from the Church of the Sun.
There were no thirteenth ring sorcerers in the team. One of the ladies holding a sword was supported by her companions. It was obvious that she had just used the Word of Sublimation. They did not have the power to find the "exit of the library" like Shade, but by using the power of the "balance" chosen to offset it, they were able to use the Word of Sublimation to directly break through the wall of the maze and come here.
The ring warlock of the Pantanal Voodoo Coven who had left Stonehenge immediately turned to them. The last two ring warlocks beside Sir Prisha also came over and walked towards the team of the Church of the Sun.
Iluna dismounted and let the skeleton horse follow behind her. She wanted to ring the holy bell with her left hand, but the man leading the team behind her said:
"The main forces of the Pantanal Voodoo Society and the Truth Society have been entangled by our team on the west side of the Great Swamp. Ms. Beas, please hold back the chosen one who is performing the ceremony."
Iluna nodded and walked towards the three Pantanal ring wizards, who did not stop her but passed by her instead.
After passing the bonfire between the stones, the seventeen-year-old girl met Sir Prissier holding a book in his hand alone in the center of Stonehenge.
The firelight surrounded them, and the ancient stone pillars were engraved with stories from the distant ancient times. The chosen ones looked at each other in the firelight, and Iluna took a deep breath:
"This is a very clever move. In order not to affect the ceremony here, you set up many obstacles in the Great Swamp and awakened the ancient evil creature sleeping in the lake in advance, gradually dispersing the church's team."
The knight wearing a white fur scarf smiled and looked at Iluna. Although he had seen her before in Tobesk, this was the first time he had a conversation like this.
"My plan was successful. However, as your companion just said, as long as time can be delayed, even if I become the chosen one, I will not be able to let the existence sealed in this land return."
He pulled his pocket watch from his pocket and checked the time:
"In twenty minutes, the stars will reach the right position, and I will hold a ceremony at that moment to take the crown of wisdom. Perhaps you can use these twenty minutes to do something else."
Iluna remained silent. The order she received before setting out was to do her best to stop the Chosen One. The evil creatures in Pantanal would be stopped by other ring sorcerers of the church. She only needed to do what she had to do.
The knight also saw what she meant, so he continued:
"Let's race against time now. I will use this stone circle to hold the Chosen Ceremony and sublimate my bloodline after the ceremony. After activating the stone circle, I will take the initiative to break the seal of this island and let the existence of the subspace return. But if you can delay me for half an hour, I will give up helping the Voodoo Society."
Half an hour later the positions of the stars no longer meet the requirements:
"Iluna Beas, I have seen you in Tobesk City. Yes, I was not unconscious during the dice game of the Prophet's Association. But a few days ago, I learned that you were the first chosen one. I have a proposal. Do you want to cooperate with me?"
He pointed to himself in the firelight:
"At the end of the poem composed by the thirteen chosen ones, we will push open a door together. Although I don't know what will happen when that door is opened, I think it is always good to have one more companion. I am the chosen one of knowledge and wisdom. I have seen some knowledge that does not belong to this era. Chosen ones, it is better for you to work together."
"If you are willing to give up the blood sublimation ceremony, not release the evil creatures in Pantanal, and are willing to accept the inspection and temporary custody of the church, I don't mind becoming your companion."
Iluna said, and the Jazz shook his head:
"What a shame. I know your suggestion is a good one, but I don't want to give up this opportunity. This is probably the first time in my life that I have the opportunity to get in touch with the Crown of Wisdom. The Ceremony of the Chosen One is not enough. I must also obtain the ancient bloodline power of my family."
Seeing that Iluna was about to take action, he waved his hand to signal Iluna to wait:
"There's another guest here."
He turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a brown coat, carrying a suitcase and a black hat. He looked like a salesman you could see anywhere.
"The Silent Tiris Tower Keeper, a keeper-level relic, often appears in various tower buildings and ruins. Passing his test can gain some interesting knowledge, or even direct power. This gentleman is also a keeper. Yesterday, I met him in a lighthouse not far behind us, and he brought me a puzzle, but I can't figure it out for the time being. Maybe you can try to solve it."
He said to Iluna, who frowned slightly:
"You haven't collected all the Wise Pyroxene yet?"
"I have collected five. The gentlemen from the Voodoo Society gave me one, and the lady from the Truth Society knew the number of pyroxenes a long time ago. Although I have collected enough pyroxenes, I always want to solve problems when I encounter them."
The Jazz whispered beside the campfire, shaking the small cloth bag tied around his waist, and then asked the man with the suitcase:
"Sir, please repeat your question."
"Tell me, how can a mortal maintain eternal beauty?"
The Keeper used the language of the Fifth Age, and Iluna, who was not good at ancient literature, could barely understand it.
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