Chapter 106 Divine Blood Witch - Anno
The moment Raven opened the Eyes of Truth, he clearly saw that what was wrapped under the silver robe did not seem to be an entity, but something indescribable. Brilliant!
It is similar to the power of light in the priest's body, but its essence is completely different. Just by looking at it, Raven felt that his mental power was evaporating rapidly.
He immediately closed the Eyes of Truth.
Dingle bell.
The woman's figure was swaying, and she walked up to Raven holding a long bright silver staff. She bowed slightly, and a clear bell rang, and her voice was as beautiful as a bell: "Lord Baron."
< br>As she spoke, she reached out and took off the hood on her head, which immediately caught Raven's attention.
Her hair is soft and beautiful brown, silky and slender, and is decorated with moon-white oval petals that seem to be real and illusory. It does not mean to overwhelm the guest, but makes her temperament more elegant.
A heart-shaped crystal head chain hangs on the forehead. The chain is made of an unknown metal, showing a light gold color, but it also has a trace of mysterious brilliance. It is definitely not an ordinary jewelry.
The skin is fair and smooth, with almost no pores visible, the lines are soft, and the facial features are elegant, just like a statue of a god carefully carved by an artist. It is holy and noble, but it also gives people a glamorous and charming impression, which makes Raven's The heartbeat speeded up a little.
After gathering his thoughts, Raven asked in a deep voice: "What is the name of this lady?"
"Annuo." The woman's red lips opened slightly and she sat on the chair opposite Raven openly. The long staff in his hand poked the ground, and it stood there naturally, shining like a star.
The Eye of Truth opened and closed in an instant, and Raven's heart was slightly shocked.
Enchanted equipment, level seven or above!
Seeing this scene, Raven calmed down - this kind of strong man was not something he could resist now. If the other party really insisted on killing him, he wouldn't go to such trouble.
Annuo noticed the change in Raven's mentality, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You are indeed calmer than most of the nobles of the Keynes Empire generation."
"That's a compliment." Raven nodded lightly: "Ms. Annuo, what do you want from me?"
"The long river of destiny is flowing, and the continent of Middles will usher in a turning point in history." Annuo's voice was long and empty, and he didn't know when it was already in his hand. There is an extra deck of cards.
I don’t know what kind of material this playing card is made of. It has a thick and solid texture, engraved with swirl-shaped lines, and reflects a blue, metallic light that almost sucks people’s eyes in.
Putting the cards on the table, Annuo spread his palms and stretched out his slender white fingers: "Please choose three tarot cards from this pile."
Raven frowned slightly.
Playing cards have a very rich meaning in occultism, and can be said to be a condensation and extension of the concept of "books".
Tarot cards are playing cards specially used for divination.
Divination linked to mysterious powers often affects reality in various forms.
Annuo just watched quietly without urging.
Taking a gentle breath, Raven made up his mind - it was a blessing, not a curse, but it was a curse that could not be avoided.
He pulled out a card. The moment he touched the card, a chill flowed into his body. He also felt that the magic and spiritual power in his body were stirring, as if he was interacting with some mysterious existence. An invisible connection was established.
Annuo didn't speak, and Raven didn't stop either. He took out three tarot cards and placed them on the table.
"Please open it." Annuo said softly.
“What’s the order?”
"You decide your own destiny."
Raven picked up the leftmost card without hesitation.
With a snap, the cards were turned over.
Above is a young man in ragged clothes, holding a long stick, and a tattered baggage on top of the stick. He is standing on the edge of the cliff, with the cold wind blowing and the icebergs in the distance, but with a blind look on his face. Smiling, a scruffy puppy ran around at his feet.
Like a moving picture from a past life, the content on this card is also extremely vivid.
"The Fool, what a good card." Although it was a compliment, Annuo's voice was quite calm.
“The Fool reversed means that he has clearly chosen a road destined to be thorny and bumpy, but yet embarks on the journey without fear. It can be said to be determined, or it can be said to be blind and foolish.”
Lei Wen didn't have much trouble in his heart.
He has always known that a smooth destiny only belongs to a very small number of lucky people, and he is by no means one of them. Whether it is to be promoted to a title, expand territory, or improve strength, it will not be smooth sailing.
"Please continue." Annuo had a smile on his lips.
Reaching out to the middle card, Raven hesitated for a moment, jumped to the far right and opened it.
The back of this card is gray and waving a knight with broken armor. He is holding a black flag representing mourning and is handing the letter into the hands of a crying lady.
Inexplicably, Raven felt that this lady's face was somewhat similar to Denise's.
“The God of Death.” Annuo sat up slightly: “Upright, this symbolizes the end of the event and the death of life. It also means that the path you choose is destined to be full of dangers of death. If you are careful, you will fall and wither."
"Can I ask why you skipped the middle card?"
Raven replied without thinking: "Because I want to."
Annuo's eyes showed a bit of expectation: "Then please open the last card."
Taking a deep breath, Raven picked up a corner of the card with his finger and gently opened it. This time, the card surface was a roulette wheel, with mysterious words engraved on it that Raven didn't understand.
The roulette wheel kept spinning and was carried on the back by a demon with long horns. On top of the roulette wheel was a sphinx holding a long sword. In the four corners, there are angels with open wings, swans flapping their wings, vipers spraying venom, and hungry wolves showing their teeth and claws.
"The wheel of fortune, reversed!" Annuo's eyes showed an unexpected brilliance: "This represents the impermanent destiny. Your future is full of infinite possibilities. You will continue to gain, but at the same time, you will also gain. Paying a lot of price that you didn't expect!"
"Interesting, really interesting"
Leaven was a little confused: "Ms. Anno, can you make it clearer?"
"According to the order you chose at the beginning, these three cards should be The Fool, Wheel of Fortune, and Death." Anno held his hands together and said with a girlish playfulness: "This originally meant, No matter how tortuous the process is, you will eventually fall short and die before reaching your goal."
"But your choice has changed the positions of the god of death and the hand of fate."
Raven's eyes lit up: "This means that I can avoid the ending of death?"
"That's not entirely true." Annuo shook his head:
"The fool is the past, Death is the present and Wheel of Fortune is the future. "
"You are about to face a life-and-death crisis. If you can survive it, you may have a wonderful life in the future; if you cannot break through..."
"Then I will still die." Raven continued her words.
Annuo nodded slightly, and the crystal headband on his forehead swayed slightly: "So, if you want to avoid this disaster, you'd better stay in the bloody highlands for a while."
Leaven looked at Annuo's eyes. Eyes: "Is this a persuasion or a threat?"
"Neither." Annuo snapped his fingers, and the tarot cards on the table automatically gathered together. Then disappeared suddenly: "It's just a possibility of fate."
Leaven still asked the question that was deep in his heart: "Ms. Anno, what do you want from me?"
“A promise.” Annuo stood up and grabbed his scepter: “But you can’t give it back to me now.”
"If you are still alive after this turmoil, I will come to you."
After saying that, a burst of light flashed, and Annuo's figure had disappeared into the room.
Poof.
Margaret's body collapsed softly on the ground, panting heavily, like a fish about to die of thirst.
Waiting for her reply, Raven cast a doubtful look: "Do you know Annuo?"
"...No, Lord Baron, I don't know her." Even though she was wearing a layer of human skin, Margaret's voice still became sharp and hoarse: "I just...have never seen such a powerful person. Witch!"
"Witch?" Raven emphasized: "You mean, she just put on a layer of skin?"
Sit up. Come, Margaret's voice was full of jealousy and admiration: "No...she doesn't need it. She was born so powerful and beautiful, and she will be even more powerful in the future."
"Mother Goddess above, I I thought the 'Divine Blood Witch' was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to actually exist. "
A witch is a woman born with unique powers and talents.
"God-blood witches" does not really mean that they have the blood of a true god, but because their existence itself is as rare as a miracle.
Its power is almost as powerful as the legendary Titan.
"Lord Baron, since she is divining for you, the fate revealed is not just a possibility, but a crisis that is bound to come!"
Margaret's Little Raven's life is in Raven's hands, Raven When she stepped into danger, it was difficult for her to stay alone: "It's better to follow her advice and stay longer on the bloody highlands!"
Leaven rubbed his chin, which had sprouted stubble again: "Danger... …Heh.”
The fate of "Death" may indeed be coming.
But so what?
Now that the path has been chosen, Raven will not stop there.
If he wanted to accept his fate, he would have died in Donald's hands as early as when he first crossed over!
Feeling Raven's determination, a trace of fear appeared on Margaret's face.
Crazy, really crazy!
The most terrible thing is that she has to accompany this madman to go crazy!
"Back off." Raven stood up and walked to the bedroom: "Tomorrow morning, we will set off on time."
That night, Raven chose to continue meditating.
Facing difficulties head-on does not mean risking death.
Before that, he must seize every opportunity to improve his strength.
But early the next morning, Raven was not able to set off at the scheduled time.
Flav knocked on Raven's door with a sad expression: "Lord Baron!"
"Mosingan, I can't hold it anymore..."
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(End of this chapter)