Even Miss Violet didn’t want to stay in the Lost Lake area for too long. She was also affected by this place. Therefore, since it was confirmed that Shade also wanted to go with them, she called Miss Theresa, who was wearing glasses and looked very calm, and stood up to set off.
The straight-line distance from the campfire on the island in the middle of the lake to the tower is no more than 100 meters, but because of the special phenomena caused by the distortion of space and fog, the actual distance between the two is about 500 meters.
According to previous explorations, the biggest danger of this journey is losing the correct direction, and there should be no enemies in the fog. But to be on the safe side, Miss Violet reminded her two companions to prepare for battle, and even temporarily handed over the night watch to Shade.
After all, he couldn’t possibly run away with the sword, and judging by Miss Violet’s attitude, the weapon was nothing to her.
Anyway, after hanging the relic-finding compass and the lucky iron cross around her waist, Miss Violet, holding a ball of fire in her hands, led Miss Shad and Miss Theresa into the fog.
Leaving the campfire, the temperature around them dropped rapidly. The surroundings were not quiet, strange sharp noises were heard intermittently from all directions, making people uneasy. The depressing environment seemed to be full of malicious peeping, but even with "another me" Xia De, he couldn't tell what was watching the three people.
No one spoke during the journey in the fog, and the whole process was extremely depressing. The power of the Witch Queen at the thirteenth level protected them in the form of an invisible barrier, but even so, the three of them arrived at the bottom of the dark metal tower without any danger, but when they arrived at the destination, everyone was gasping for breath, more exhausted than after a difficult battle.
There were no material boundaries such as fences around the tower where the gods were. When they crossed an invisible "boundary", the fog around them instantly dissipated and their vision returned to normal.
But this also means that the witches and Shade have finally arrived around God. God's existence itself is demonstrating his great power. In addition to the dispersal of the fog of loss, the evidence is that they are just standing outside the tower. Even if they close their eyes and plug their ears, they can still feel what kind of great person exists in the tower.
The stranger has met the gods several times in this world, but every time he couldn't help but sigh that compared with these higher-dimensional existences, mortal things are really fragile and not worth mentioning.
“It’s finally here…”
Miss Violet, who was wearing a pointed hat, recovered the fastest and was looking at the tower with a serious expression. Miss Theresa, the tenth-level witch, lowered her head silently, resisting the powerful mental oppression caused by the existence of God itself to mortals.
They could all feel that the air around them was unusually humid, but there was clearly no discernible mist in the air. This was the most basic influence of the Lake God on the environment. Fortunately, this god was a benevolent god, and the invisible mist in the air seemed to have a healing effect on the spirit. Walking in the mist was more comfortable than the spring breeze.
Shade knew that he had no divinity at this moment, so he stood behind Miss Violet and looked at the black tower. The tower was divided into three floors, and the saint at this moment was undoubtedly on the first floor.
"Be careful and stand behind me."
She spoke softly, adjusting her clothes carefully. Although the gods didn't care about this at all, mortals had to show their respect.
"Get ready and follow me to meet the gods. Be careful. If you find that you can't hold on, don't hesitate, turn around and leave immediately."
Shade didn't have anything to prepare, but Miss Theresa took out a black rune necklace and hung it around her neck. There was a white depression on the rune, forming the meaning of the ancient rune "believer":
"A demon-level relic is a proof of faith. Wearing the relic and constantly praising the gods in your heart can slightly resist the influence of the gods' existence on your mind. It has almost no effect against evil gods, but it can play a role against good gods."
She said softly.
After confirming that her companions were ready, Violet took a deep breath to adjust her mood. Then, as if she was going to die, she stretched out her hand, pushed open the black iron door in front of her, and walked in first.
The inside and outside of the tower seemed to be two completely isolated and disconnected spaces. After pushing open the door, the interior was indeed the size and height of a first floor of the tower, but the interior space was a tranquil lake with white mist floating in it. There was not even a ripple on the surface of the water, as smooth as a mirror.
In the center of the first floor of the tower, that is, in the center of the narrow lake, there is a desk and a lady sitting behind the desk.
There was also a golden candlestick on the table, with three golden candles at different heights. The strange flame illuminated the brown, heavy and luxurious wooden desk. The lady who looked to be in her forties and wore a pointed hat like Miss Violet was the god waiting here.
In addition to the candlestick, there were a few books piled together and some small bottles on the table in front of the god. But if you look closely, it seems like an illusion in the mist, not real at all.
Xia De breathed a sigh of relief. This was not the god himself, but a saint who descended in a container.
The image of the saint is a blonde with black eyes. In addition to the pointed hat, the glasses she wears are also very special. The left lens is in the shape of a five-pointed star, and the right lens is in the shape of an equilateral triangle.
None of the three dared to look directly at the god. The witch calmly took off her hat and handed it behind her. Miss Theresa took it neatly and threw it outside the door. Shade stuck the night watchman, who had suddenly become quiet, into the mud at the door. He would not go to see the god with weapons.
The god was right in front of her, with a humanoid body occupying the position of a "human", but in actual perception, it was even larger and more terrifying than the entire strange Lost Lake. Miss Violet didn't even dare to think about what form the existence in front of her was in. She could only empty her mind a little to stay awake.
She stepped into the tower, standing on the water, ripples spreading around her, and bowed respectfully. Compared to other witches that Shade had seen, except for Miss Feliana, Miss Violet was undoubtedly the calmest one when facing the gods.
Compared with the 13th-rank Great Witch, Miss Theresa's performance was more in line with Shade's perception. She almost walked into the tower side by side with Shade and stood on the water.
But even with the protection of the special relic, Miss Theresa's body tilted almost unsteadily the next moment and she almost fell into the water. Fortunately, Xia De beside her supported her in time.
She wanted to thank him, but she found that the hand of the man who was holding her was covered with dense fiery red cracks that spread to his entire body. When she looked up again, the remaining fiery red had spread all over his body. The fiery red spots on the hem of his clothes even floated into the tower with the wind blowing from the tower door, and disappeared after touching Miss Violet’s hair.
The great witch standing in front of the two men also turned around as if she had sensed something, and was surprised to see Xia De's appearance at this moment. After a moment of stunned silence, she was unable to recognize what this was.
"I'm fine."
Xia De said softly, holding Miss Theresa steadily. Compared with the two witches, his current condition is not bad. Although the mental pressure has become stronger after entering the tower, he can barely maintain it as long as the god has no ill intentions:
"Ms. Violet, let's get started."
"You look better than me."
The Great Witch muttered, suppressing her doubts about Shade in her heart, and turned around again to respectfully salute the saint in the middle of the water illuminated by the golden candlestick, who was looking at them with a smile.
"Gui'an, the formless and invisible water, the keeper of lakes and the water of wisdom."
She said respectfully, and then asked softly:
"Please give us a test and grant us wisdom that is beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"If you want to touch wisdom, please come closer."
As the saint spoke softly, the light of the golden candlestick on the table grew brighter. The thick fog dissipated a little, and the light of the candlestick illuminated the three chairs beside the table.
Xia De noticed that Miss Theresa, who was supported by him, turned pale immediately, but she did not give up:
“It’s all for the graduation thesis!”
She said softly, with such firmness that Shad almost laughed at the solemn occasion.
Miss Violet didn’t hesitate and walked to the desk in the middle of the water, choosing the chair on the left. She thought Shade and Miss Theresa would be slower, but unexpectedly Shade almost followed her.
After pulling out the remaining two chairs, Miss Theresa of course did not choose the one in the middle, so Shad sat in the middle.
"Wisdom is the wisdom of the wise. Show me the wisdom you have, and you will gain my wisdom."
After the three of them sat down, the smiling saint spoke softly. His voice was so gentle, like a trickling stream. Xia De clearly felt that although there were three people here, God was definitely talking to him.
Miss Theresa didn't dare to speak at all at this time. If she hadn't been holding Xia De's arm, she would have been unable to sit steadily. She was shaking violently, so frequently that even Xia De started shaking.
The 13th-rank Witch Queen pursed her lips and tried to organize her words. But Shade was running out of time, so the outsider with rich experience in communicating with gods asked:
"Hello, God of the Lake."
"Hello, the recorder's scroller."
This was another new name for Shade. Violet lowered her head and looked at Shade in surprise, only to find that Shade raised his head and looked at the god behind the desk. While bleeding from all seven orifices, he asked in a familiar voice:
“God, please tell us how we can demonstrate our wisdom.”
"You need to complete three tests in exchange for my wisdom."
The saint said in a gentle tone that dealing with such a good god is much better than fighting with the blood-sucking god.
"Excuse me, what kind of test is it?"
Shade asked again. If it weren’t for the blood that had already flowed down his front and knees, Miss Violet would have thought he was chatting with an acquaintance:
"So, he actually helped me?"
The narrow water surface was shrouded in mist, and the desk on the water was particularly in tune with the atmosphere.
The god behind the desk had a gentle expression. Although the bodies of the three people in front of the desk were gradually disintegrating, their minds were exceptionally calm under the influence of the god's power, and their souls were so peaceful that they seemed to be melting in the amorphous water under their feet.
Violet temporarily put aside her suspicion of Shade and heard the answer with him:
"For the first test, bring me your wisdom."
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