As a result, I didn’t even pass the first level and failed.
The current Director of the Administration Bureau, Patriarch Barron, only made the Ouroboros reveal a bronze color.
As for the original silver-white color, it has never appeared.
Click, click!
The rust was still falling off and the iron whip was twitching wildly, as if it had gone mad.
The silent scream was still terrified.
Evil! This is the ultimate evil, unprecedentedly sinister!
However, there is a saying in the world that everything will turn into its opposite when it reaches its extreme.
If evil reaches an extreme and has unrivaled power, then it becomes justice.
It's like a thug pointing a gun at your head, and you have to admit that it's justice.
Just like someone famous once said, the truth lies within the range of the cannon!
All the rust on the Ouroboros peeled off, revealing a dazzling silver-white color. It trembled and coiled around the boy's wrist, with the tip interlocked with the handle like a bracelet.
The strong desire to survive forces it to recognize the other party.
You are justice!
"Successful, you have been recognized by Ouroboros!" Lucimia exclaimed, her pretty face slightly flushed with joy, as if the person recognized by the holy relic was herself.
"Is this successful?"
Licinius felt that this process was a bit far-fetched, and he was self-aware.
A heart of justice
Stop it…
However, as the Ouroboros wrapped around his wrist, he could feel the invisible obedience and awe, even a sense of telepathy, so he was truly in control of the thing.
"Master, are you okay?" Noren asked worriedly.
Although relics are powerful, they are often accompanied by dangers.
"It's okay. This thing is really the same as the legend says. There are no side effects."
Licinius moved his wrist, and the Ouroboros immediately turned into a long silver whip, which he held in his hand.
It is indeed a holy relic, it can sense his will and act independently!
Suddenly, a ghost-like woman emerged from the shadows and said anxiously, "After recognizing different masters, the Ouroboros will have different effects. What is your ability?"
Everyone was startled, but they quickly reacted.
This is Miss Lucimia's bodyguard.
"how could I know?"
Li Xini shrugged: "We have to find someone to try it."
Liz is a good choice.
It's a pity that she is still imprisoned in the Night's Watch's secret base.
Luciemia volunteered, cleared her throat and said, "Why not... let me give it a try."
"you?"
Licinius was shocked: "This is not good, right? You gave me the holy relic, and I'm going to beat you with it?"
"it does not matter."
Lucimia glanced reservedly at the iron whip in his hand and explained: "You can touch me lightly with the Ouroboros, and it won't cause any substantial harm. As for the additional emotional damage, it won't last too long, and I will probably be able to withstand it."
And this thing is nothing more than a burning sensation, a freezing sensation, or numbness.
Just bear with it and it will pass.
Jasmine had no objection to this, and said faintly: "Don't worry, although Miss Luciemia is not good at fighting, she is at least a second-level warlock and has magical protection. Just touch her lightly, nothing will happen."
Licinius felt relieved and manipulated the Ouroboros, gently touching the woman's shoulder with the tip of the snake.
Lucimia shuddered as if she had been electrocuted. Her delicate and proud face flushed instantly. An alluring pink color quickly spread across her snow-white neck. Then she sat down on the sofa with a plop, her beautiful eyes filled with mist.
The golden twin ponytails seemed to be stimulated by something and bounced up.
"Wait, what is this feeling? It's so weird! It's going to break!"
She tilted her pretty face up, and a heart shape seemed to appear in her eyes!
"ah-"
After a brief tremor, Lucimia showed an indescribable expression.
The room fell into dead silence, and everyone looked at each other.
Licinius looked at the Ouroboros in his hand and fell into deep thought.
Tria's face changed drastically and she looked terrified.
"Young Master..."
Norn also stopped by and stared at him expressionlessly.
Jasmine's eyes were filled with fear. She didn't know how to report this matter to the director.
Is this the legendary pure and flawless silver-white color
"Don't ask me, I don't know how it happened. This is definitely a frame-up!"
Licinius pointed at the Ouroboros and shouted angrily: "You are here to trick me!"
Chapter 45 Is there a possibility...
In the City Lord's Mansion, the empress sat in front of the dressing mirror in a military uniform, yawning out of boredom.
After the dressing mirror was infused with magic power, a thick fog appeared.
When the mist dissipated, a huge old tree stood at the end of the cliff. Under the tree sat a young man with long white hair. He was setting up a bonfire and roasting a shiny leg of lamb.
"His Majesty?"
The young man raised his head as if he sensed something.
He clearly looks to be in his early teens, but you can feel that he is already very old.
In a pair of dark eyes, one seems to be able to see the vicissitudes and waves of history, as vast as the sea and as quiet as a dead well.
"Teacher, let's not waste any more time. I want to know if there is any new prophecy about the World Tree?" As an emperor, the empress certainly would not put all her eggs in one basket.
Even though she has insisted on recruiting outstanding talents over the years and re-established the Night's Watch, when she encounters some difficult decisions, she still needs to rely on the top mysterious power of this world.
The young man shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, the catastrophe is approaching, and the World Tree can no longer make any predictions about fate. Including the Holy Sword, it has completely fallen into a deep sleep."
The empress said sternly: "The World Tree and the Holy Sword are the foundation of the Brentanian Empire. The World Tree is pretending to be dead, and the Holy Sword is sleeping. Why did you choose me to be the emperor? The country will be destroyed!"
The boy sighed.
Although she was an emperor, she was just a girl in her early twenties.
It's normal to lose your temper occasionally.
It's like, one day you are suddenly chosen to lead troops to war, and you find that others are equipped with armor, spears and cannons, while you have sticks, brooms and kitchen knives. Anyone would be furious.
"This is what demonstrates your ability. If you can save this broken country without relying on the World Tree and the Holy Sword, then aren't you the greatest emperor of Brentania?"
The young man said earnestly: "Fate chose you, there must be a reason."
The empress didn't buy it at all: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."
Classic shit...
Empress limited edition!
"Besides, haven't you already found the right candidate? The young master of the Valerius family, the talent he showed during his time in the royal capital, is a rare talent. Apart from not having a talent for magic and not being able to live as long as the warlocks, he has no other shortcomings." said the young man.
Of course, not being able to be a warlock isn't entirely a bad thing.
The average lifespan of warlocks is definitely longer than that of ordinary people.
But that is without counting sudden deaths.
Those warlocks are born and die every day, and their average lifespan is less than half that of ordinary people.
The empress narrowed her eyes and said, "Teacher, do you also think he is capable of such a great task?"
"Politically, yes."
The young man smiled and said, "Although the heroes are strong, they are not suitable. Besides, I don't think that people who use black magic are necessarily evil. The knife is a sharp weapon, but it depends on who is holding the knife."
The empress sighed: "But even so, I still feel uncertain."
The young man thought for a moment and said meaningfully, "Why don't you pay attention to the Demonic Forest near Roma City? I sensed an extremely ominous magical fluctuation there."
A sharp light flashed in the empress's eyes.
"Military Advisor... Is he going to take action?"
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In the dense forest outside the city of Roma, blazing sword lights were everywhere.
A luxurious convoy was driving on a quiet road. From time to time, dark shadows jumped out of the dense forest, emitting a heart-stirring war cry, and then were killed by a flash of sword, with blood spurting out and screams continuing.
The soldiers looked around vigilantly and held their swords and spears tightly.
"This is the power of a brave man. It's really amazing."
Mond sat in the carriage with a smile on his face, pushed his glasses, and said with emotion: "Uncle, I like young and energetic heroes the most. Miss Lista, come on!"
The young butler was riding a horse in front, and said solemnly, "Master, I always feel that something is wrong. Caravans and adventurers often pass by this road. Logically, there shouldn't be so many monsters and aliens, but since we set foot in this area, the heroes have been fighting for three hours."
Mond waved his hand carelessly: "What are you afraid of? The brave are invincible!"
With a bang!
A half-dead goblin was blown into a tree and shattered into pieces.
Two dishevelled figures emerged from the woods, panting.
"Something is wrong. There are too many monsters. There is definitely something wrong with this forest!"
I saw a white-haired girl leaning against a tree trunk and gasping for breath, her wet hair stuck to her face. Her face was as holy and flawless as an angel, and in her hand she held a huge sword burning with blazing flames!
Light magic!
A brave warrior certified by the Holy See, a genius who can use light magic and possess exclusive holy relics.
Swordsman of Light, Lista Beren.
"Lisda, can you still continue fighting?"
This is a young man wearing a moon-white robe, holding a huge black diamond scepter in his hand, with a handsome and resolute face full of solemnity: "Our mission is to defeat the Demon King, and we cannot fail here. If this place is really overrun with monsters, then Roma City will be in danger, and we must hurry back..."
"Don't worry, Alan, I can still fight."
Lisda struggled to stand up: "Although I might be in great danger if I am defeated by the goblins in the wild, but for the people of Roma City, we must fight our way back!"
Woo woo!
A giant black wolf followed behind them, covered in blood and whimpering twice.
This is a very rare monster, the Iron-Bone Giant Wolf.
Living in the depths of the forest of demons.
The reason why the Valerius family was able to invite two brave men to escort the team was not only because they provided financial assistance when they were weak, but also because these two men were from the border city, Roma.
Both heroes are now at level four, mastering light magic and holy relics.
Although it is not as good as the legendary adventure team like Moonlit Kiss, there is huge room for improvement.
The butler couldn't help but come forward and asked, "You two, do you need help? Although we may not be able to help you, we have the alchemical explosives that are a specialty of the Valerius family! This is something that you can never buy on the market and belongs only to the Valerius family."
Lisda was stunned: "Alchemical explosives? The Valerius family has this kind of thing?"