With the help of Burris, Lot floated down from the dragon's back. He asked Odette if he wanted to go to the city to play. The princess could take the little mage in, and the guests could bring their families. Odette refused, saying that he liked to be quiet and didn't want to play around.
Odette looked north: "I'm going away for a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back to pick you up. You can figure out your own way when you return."
Lott asked: "Where can you go? Sigfried and Odile are both in Silver Falcon Castle. Besides them and us, do you have any friends?"
Unlike the other two creations, the dragon is not so in awe of his master. "I won't indulge in idle entertainment, I'm going to do business," he looked at Burris, "Master Gershaw, I'm going to the North Star City to check on Yriel's situation, and maybe I'll stay there for a while Time... Do you have anything to say to him?"
Boris was a little nervous: "Yriel? Is there anything wrong with him?"
"Don't worry, it should be nothing." The giant dragon flapped its wings lightly and said, "He took advantage of my slumber to sneak in and caused me great pain and humiliation. Now, I want to monitor him personally. If he is honest enough, I can let him live, and if he has any possibility of counterattack, I will detect it faster than knights and mages, and finish him in time."
Burris nodded and said, "I guess he should have lost the ability to cast spells... It would be better if you had to observe more."
Odette let out an evil-sounding "hehehehahaha" laugh: "Indeed, he is no longer a mage. When he met you, he used one of my avatars. Now my body and soul Everything has changed, and he has become a redundant limb cut off by me... like a rotten leg that was amputated. The moment I was changed by the black lake, his connection with me was cut off, what did he do? All gone. Not only will he lose the ability to manipulate elements at will, but he will also lose the knowledge in his mind a little bit."
Lott asked, "Kind of like senile dementia?"
Boris replied for Odette: "No, that disease will cause people to lose recent memory first. What Yriel loses is a large number of continuous early memories, such as his own childhood experiences, such as the basic courses of magic..." He side Said and glanced at the black and white dragon, "The current Yriel is not himself, he is an 'object' cut from Odette, not only has he lost synchronization with Odette, but also everything that Odette does not He will gradually forget what he knows. He can remember who he is, what happened before, he can also remember that he wants to open the thinner plane, and he can even remember the process of pinning a large creature with a cluster of binding spells... because Odette also knows this, but it is useless for him to memorize these, he will forget the most basic arcane character writing, forget the correct tone of the spell... It is really like a warlock who has lost his ability. Since he can corrode the arcane Jieta, then Ojieta's changes will naturally backfire on him."
Lot touched his chin and nodded deeply: "I understand, I understand what it feels like... It's like, I have read so many romance novels, and I can sing a lot of pop songs, but I can't write novels myself , let alone write songs... Do you know why I can't write? You must not guess the reason... Because I haven't practiced writing at all, and I can't read music scores. Burris, this is also a bit like you, you know the princess The relationship between the students and Sir Naylor, and even pointing fingers at them, but in fact, you yourself have never... "
"How touching!" Boris hurriedly interrupted him, frowning solemnly and said, "If Yriel is resurrected with the help of an ordinary corpse and does not provoke Odette, then even if he still fails in the end, he will not As for ending up like this..."
Lott nodded following his emotion, and didn't continue to talk about the association just now. Boris was relieved a little. It seemed that Lott still had a sense of propriety. In front of the creation, he more or less knew to save some face for his allies, mages.
After hearing the mage's words, Odette sneered—it was really a sneer. When he laughed, a small stream of cold air spewed out from his mouth.
"It must be very painful for you mages," he said, twisting his neck a few times to let the chill spread, "In my opinion, this pain is very suitable for Yriel, since he likes to be superior , ruler, then let him taste what it's like to be a prisoner and a mentally handicapped person."
The cold air gradually spread, forming a layer of mist, covering Odette's whole body, and then he flapped his wings, and the mist and his figure disappeared at the same time. A man in white robe stood in place, bowing slightly to Lot and Boris.
In the past, Odette's incarnation was very special. Different people looked at him, and they would see completely different faces. But now, the white-robed man took off his hood, and Lott and Burris saw the same person.
The two had a quick communication, and they were sure that they saw the same image: this person was about twenty years old, of medium build, with black hair and black eyes, white skin, handsome facial features, and indistinguishable between male and female.
"Thanks to the power of the Black Lake, the way I incarnate has also changed." Odette's voice remained the same, it was still the same weird, featureless voice, "Now I can release several different incarnations, and I can also transform The shape is a stable and specific image. I plan to enter the city of North Star with this human appearance, and approach the people of the Arcane Federation as a warlock... How, do I look like a warlock now? Beautiful?"
"Beautiful. But..." Burris looked him up and down, "I always feel...something is not right..."
Lott saw the problem at a glance: "Odette, you have transformed into a human form, but not a gender! Both humans and elves have two genders, so you have to choose one!"
"I know, let's talk about it when we get there." Odette touched herself with her hands up and down, probably imagining the feeling of growing things in these places, "Different genders have different advantages, I'll go over there and observe first The environment, and then decide what gender to integrate into the group."
After speaking, he exhaled another burst of cloud and mist, and returned to the dragon form in the mist, slowly suspended his body, ready to take off and head north.
Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly bent his neck and asked, "Master Gershaw, as an ordinary human being... would you doubt me?"
"What do you suspect?" Burris asked.
The dragon talked to the mage, but his eyes were fixed on Lot: "I got part of the power of the Black Lake, but the master was further weakened... It is no exaggeration to say that now I am not only the only miracle in the world, but also the only miracle in the world." The creature closest to the true god... Do you really trust me? Don't you suspect me of abusing my power?"
Boris said: "I trust you very much. You are the creation of Lotbald, and I trust you as much as I trust him." He glanced at Lot beside him, "And, I have read "Silver Ode" , I know what kind of soul you have."
The dragon lowered its head, its obsidian-like eyes looked at the ground, as if expressing obedience, but it seemed hesitant to speak.
Lot stepped forward and said, "Ojta, I believe in you. Mortals will definitely trust you and like you. How could such a beautiful creature like you turn bad? Your dragon form is not only beautiful, but also particularly deterrent. In this way For one thing, people might be afraid of you at first, but eventually they will be attracted to you. As for your human form... you look like the most beautiful human being in the world! Snow-white skin, ebony hair, perfect facial features , I don’t know about your figure... There are beauties like you in human fairy tales. Who wouldn’t like this kind of beauties? Who wouldn’t trust them?”
Odette's eyes lit up immediately, and she thanked the master and mage excitedly, telling them to be safe and have a good time.
Lot waved to him, he hummed, flapped his (non-functioning) wings, spiraled off, and merged into the moon and stars.
Boris looked at the night sky with complicated eyes. Lott shrugged: "Look, I still know him."
After the dragon left, Lot pulled Burris slowly over the gentle hill outside Silver Falcon Castle.
Burris suddenly thought, why did he and Lott always encounter the situation of "walking in the suburbs at night"? The rime forest, the gem forest, the Luoyue Mountains, Quintilla... Maybe the wasteland of the Black Lake is also counted. They always walk side by side in the strange night. its otherworldly allies".
Using the time of walking this short distance, Lott explained in detail the reason why he was able to leave the Black Lake. To put it simply: he first inherited the power of the Black Lake, and then destroyed them himself.
Everything happens in a very short time.
By the time Lott reached the center of the Black Lake, Burris had disappeared from him. In fact, it didn't disappear, but was transformed into a dead spirit... The Black Lake only accepts souls, and here, the living will be transformed into the dead sooner or later.
Lott didn't panic. He entered the core of the plane, and gradually merged with the remaining power of the Guardian of the Black Lake and the Lord of Purgatory.
This place is like the part of the net that holds the heaviest object, it will fall deeper and deeper, and keep engulfing all the forces around it, gradually becoming the more "heavier" thing in the "net" like a snowball, replacing the original The "heavy object" of the Black Lake became the new core of the Black Lake.
He was originally a demigod, and had the experience of creation, which fully met the criteria for inheriting the position of a true god. So he became the new guardian of the Black Lake, the only god closest to the human world.
The moment he inherited his power, the "anchor" in the world began to activate. As Yriel planned, the three creations began to pull their masters, and the true god was about to be forced to come to the world.
Meanwhile, Lott begins to unleash and destroy his powers. Just like when he left the Swamp of the Dead: At that time, he tore down the tower of smoke, tore down the gray hall, and personally destroyed his own power... although he didn't realize it at the time.
The master of the plane certainly has the right to tear up what belongs to him.
Not only that, but the master of the plane also has the right to summon everything in the plane-the new Black Lake Guardian immediately found Boris Gershaw. At that time, the latter had become an unconscious undead, floating in the black lake.
It wasn't hard to get Burris back. In the Swamp of the Dead, Lot had the power to restore Boris to his youth; in the Black Lake, Lot could even bring him back from the dead.
At that time, Lott was still thinking: It's a pity, I have deteriorated so much since I left the Swamp of the Dead. After I leave the Black Lake... I will probably become weaker than before.
At this time, the Black Lake has begun to pour into the world. Due to Yriel's prior manipulation, the elements of God's Domain basically flocked to Odette.
If the power of the Black Lake continues to pour in, the elements of the world will gradually be assimilated, and the living things will gradually be transformed into undead, just as Boris speculated before... But the situation is different now: the power of God's Domain is destroyed, One side is leaked, and the part that flows over is not enough to erode the world, and it can just be received and sorted out by Odette.
During this process, Boris, who had just been resurrected, also flowed out along the crack, and was protected by Odette. In the end, the master of the plane reserved a little power for himself, used it to repair the crack, and "expelled" himself to the other side of the thin point, and only returned to the Black Lake for seven days every hundred years to ensure the fulfillment of his priesthood.
Doing all this is both simple and difficult, Lotter said. The simple thing is that when the homeowner decides to demolish his house, no one can stop him; the difficult thing is that after inheriting the Black Lake, his mind will be somewhat affected, and his instinct will make him yearn for the priesthood and make him want to stay in the house even more. In the Black Lake, guarding the realm of the gods...
Therefore, when he first entered the Black Lake, he did not express this idea in advance. Some books he has read say: If you explain too much in advance about an important plan, it will most likely not be done in the end.
Lott said that after doing all this, his somatosensory time probably went through several hours, while the elapsed time in the human world was only a second or two. The time rules in God's Domain are different from those in the human world. The time in the Black Lake is not necessarily slow or fast, and there is no corresponding conversion formula. Lott's "seven days in a hundred years" is also a rule based on the time in the world.
After listening to this, Boris said with emotion: "Absolutely, I can hardly imagine the details... How should I put it, I understand the general ins and outs, but I still can't figure out the reason."
Lott said: "I don't know how to explain it. Look, what are you doing now? Walking? If you don't know how to step, put your feet back, and stand still, you can still walk, right? To me In other words, what I do is the same. I can only tell you what happened, but I can't explain it with the data and theorems that you mages are passionate about."
Boris nodded: "I know. God's Domain is a domain that mortals can't understand yet."
Actually... It's not completely incomprehensible. The otherworldly mages are very keen on studying God's Domain, and Boris himself is somewhat curious about it, but so far, God's Domain is still a daunting and unfamiliar word. To figure out the mystery, mages have to spend a lot of patience. Year.
"I thought it would be difficult to end this matter," Burris said with emotion. "Unexpectedly, I almost didn't have to do anything, and everything ended smoothly..."
When going downhill, Lott walked a little forward, holding Burris's arm and said, "With me here, you should be more relaxed. Of course, the archmage's allies from other worlds will share his worries."
On the hill, Boris sent out the metal raven, and Estee should have received the news by now.
When they came to the main road, they could see the city gate guard post from a distance. Standing beside the guard was a court attendant, Boris had seen her, she was one of Estee's maids.
Burris and Lott approached, and the attendant looked at Lott and took a breath of air, and rubbed his eyes twice.
The attendant led the way and brought the two distinguished guests into the city. Today, the guard layout of Silver Falcon Castle is a bit strange. The arrangement of sentries outside the city gate is the same as usual, but two teams are stationed inside the city gate. There are a large number of troops patrolling the main street. , There are also spellcasters in gray robes stationed on the lookout post.
Lott muttered as he walked, "Why does Silver Falcon Castle look like it's about to go to war? Could it be that someone is going to kill the prince again? Or is it because there is a celebration today?"
"I don't think they're looking like they're looking out for an outside attack ... more like they're afraid of someone from the city getting out," Burris said.