Chapter 545 Prelude to Midwinter Night II
Eric's words were like a clarion call to declare war, echoing in the sealed chamber.
His straightforwardness and determination made everyone present feel the atmosphere of urgency and chilling atmosphere.
While the crowds outside the carriage were excited about the Midwinter Festival and were immersed in the joy and glory of the celebration, the families inside the carriage had already begun to secretly plot, using this event as a starting point to plan against The ever-changing Gongfang family carried out an unprecedented political forced-out and expulsion.
As Eric's declaration ended, the air seemed to freeze. In the heavy atmosphere, the eyes of other family speakers became complicated and elusive, with deep ghosts shining in each pair of eyes. Light is like a secret hidden in the abyss.
Now is the time to express their stance. They need to see their "sincerity" and "determination."
The leader of the Dream Weaver family, her seemingly gentle but penetrating green eyes also showed a hint of coldness at this moment, as if she was assessing the far-reaching impact of this plan.
Although her family is associated with dreams, they also understand the cruelty and necessity of real politics. She is the one who leads this gathering. She will never allow any forces that are ambiguous with the Kingdom of Heaven to exist in Whisper Square. superior.
[The Elf God Lineage] and the Heavenly Lineage are natural enemies.
“I have no problem with that.” said Leila Dreamweaver, the talker of the Dreamland family.
As her words fell, Laila slowly raised the long sword in her hand, and in an almost ceremonial gesture, gently pulled out a length of the sword, revealing the cold light hidden inside. In the dim light, the emblem on the sword is particularly eye-catching - two long swords and a short sword are arranged in parallel on a disk, with their tips pointing to the upper left. A crescent moon hangs high above the sword body, and a The full moon lies quietly under the sword, forming a mysterious and powerful symbol.
The head of the Dreamland family swept her eyes across everyone present, and her voice sounded again, this time with an unquestionable majesty:
"This is the 'Shining One' Paired with a sword, it is also a rare artifact with inferior domination authority, and when we hold this sacred sword and contribute our sacred blood to it, we will receive the protection of the Shining One - and this is our management. The answer from the Bureau and the Everchanging Workshop. If they attempt to infringe on the territorial freedom of the Whisperer, we will fight against them."
Layla Dreamweaver has expressed her sincerity. She represents the [Elven God System]. ] Declare war on the fourth sword-bearer in heaven.
Laila's expression is not only her attitude towards the Kingdom of Heaven, but also the firm decision of the Elf Gods in the Golden Court regarding their future destiny.
Immediately afterwards, Bernard Fire Rock, the leader of the Dragon Breath Alchemy House family, also showed his sincerity and strength.
He slowly took out a delicate test tube from his robe, and the inside of the test tube shone with a fascinating light.
The special test tube is engraved with a simple but powerful emblem - the egg, which symbolizes the beginning of life and infinite possibilities.
Bernard raised his head and introduced the origin of this magical item to everyone present in an almost solemn tone:
“A dragon made from the tail of the feeder of the Golden Court. The magic potion can temporarily elevate the core of the White Dragon Army to the level of a saint, who is more powerful than the ordinary rulers of Terra."
Feeder Semuanya - a ruthless god from the Golden Court [Scale God System], is the survivor, feeder, and caretaker in the myth of the lizard people.
Semuanya is only interested in the survival and reproduction of the lizard people. Behind his power and mystery lies a deep understanding of the nature of life. The rumor that Samuel Anya's tail was stolen by the dwarf god Nebelen to build the first dwarf airship seems to have been given new meaning in Bernard's words, showing that the Dragon Breath Alchemy House family has a close relationship with the Scaled God System. ] complex and far-reaching connections.
As the situation develops, it becomes clear that both the [Elven Gods] and the [Scaleed Gods] are unswervingly opposed to the Authority's control of the Whispering Square.
With the statements of the Dreamland Family and the Dragon Breath Alchemy Workshop Family, the atmosphere in the venue became more solemn, and the remaining family leaders were waiting for the last response.
At this time, the owner of the Phantom Traveler Hotel, Esme Phantom Traveler, slowly stood up and took out a crystal ball that shone with mysterious light from his robe - countless small and shining stars were dancing inside the crystal ball. There are crystal balls, and each small crystal ball has different eyes sealed in it. Their number is so large that it is difficult to count.
Esme explained softly to everyone present:
“This is the crystal ball of the all-seeing man. When the abyss comes, we can crush this ball. In the crystal jade system of the Golden Court, Calling His incarnation to come within."
Her words are full of mystery and power, which clearly shows the unique status and heritage of Phantom Traveler Hotel in Whispering Square. Unlike other families that can only summon the body of a saint, what the Phantom Traveler Hotel demonstrates is the amazing ability to communicate directly with the gods and even pull out the incarnation of the gods.
“Very good.”
The talker of the Shadow Interweaver family had an unconcealable excited smile on his face at this moment.
His eyes shone with a rare excitement, as if full of anticipation for the coming changes.
“All three have expressed their sincerity, so the Whispering Square is now monolithic.”
His eyes turned to Leila Dreamweaver, the leader of the Dreamweaver family, and continued:< br>
"Ms. Mengzhi, since you have brought all three of me here to negotiate for minor matters. Presumably the other three families belonging to the [Pantheistic System] have also agreed to take action against the Everchanging Workshop family at today's conference. "
Laila Mengwei, the head of the Dreamland Family, nodded slightly, "They also expressed their sincerity - the Star Family brought the silver-haired lady's sword, and the Yiye Symphony Family brought out thousands of dollars. The Lord of Song’s instruments and the Lonely Sound family asked the Dolphin Prince for his trident.”
Eric Anwei was standing inside the vast carriage. His figure looked taller and more mysterious under the dim light. He looked around at every representative present, and then said:
"Since Everyone has revealed their own secrets, so let us, the Intertwiner family, be the executioner and instigator this time."
Eric's words revealed an unquestionable determination.
He continued, "Some words must be provoked by others. If the other seven major families want to unite and suppress the Everchanging Factory family, and at the same time resist the 'tyranny' of the Administration, then a person is needed. The family takes the lead. And this kind of thing is very suitable for the Shadow Family - we are believers of the Lady of the Dark Night."
A trace of pride flashed on the face of the Shadow Intertwining Family, and the faith of the Dark Night Lady was his. The family has given it a unique mission and strength.
Lady of the Night, as an extremely twisted and abnormal god in the Golden Court, her existence not only represents unspeakable evil and infinite petty hatred and jealousy, but also the guardian of the pain that is hidden but not forgotten, in the darkness Breeding the power of bitterness and revenge.
He is both unspeakable evil and infinite petty hatred and jealousy.
He is in charge of the pain that is hidden but not forgotten, the bitterness that grows where the sun and other people's eyes cannot reach, and the revenge that must be repaid no matter how old the other party is.
"At that time, when midwinter comes, all you have to do is watch me perform." Eric said confidently.
At this moment, the carriage has completely entered the Starlight Terrace.
Their arrival also heralds the beginning of the Midwinter Eve ceremony.
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06:50PM.
On the midwinter night of 1591 in the Terran calendar, the Starlight Terrace became the Whispering Plaza. focus.
This huge open square, located at the heart of the square, is surrounded by towering buildings whose tops are decorated with detailed sculptures and glowing magical runes.
At night, the starlight reflected from these runes makes the entire square shine with a dreamy light.
The ground paved with magic stone slabs glows slightly at night, and the luminous magic plants planted on the edges and at the entrance add a touch of fantasy.
In the center of the square is a huge circular stage, equipped with the latest magic sound and lighting systems, ready for a variety of performances and speeches.
In addition, the terrace is equipped with an advanced magic defense system and a professional magic security team to ensure the smooth progress of the party.
Eight passages radiate outward from the central platform, each leading to a small personal display stand.
These passages and display stands are also made of glowing magic stones in different colors, representing different families.
The small circular platform located at the end of each radiation channel is large enough for one person to stand. The display stand is equipped with special magic lights that can automatically adjust color and brightness according to the identity of the representative.
Tonight's Star Festival is expected to attract thousands of participants, who will celebrate the prosperity of Whisper Square and the achievements of magical technology.
The auditorium was crowded with people, and various creatures from Whisper Square and distant planes gathered here to witness this annual event.
Under the night lights, the faces of these spectators are illuminated by a soft glow, showing their unique ethnic characteristics and costumes.
Among the crowd, particularly noticeable were the Skaven and Werewolf.
The Skaven stood out with their slender bodies and sharp eyes. Many other races pinched their noses and looked at the "mud-legged" people beside them with disgust. The Skaven didn't care.
They were either picking their noses or already taking a nap.
Today, the rat family from above issued a death order, requiring them not to urinate anywhere, mate anywhere, fight anywhere, spit anywhere, curse people everywhere, or take drugs at will...
If not The pressure above is tight, otherwise these rats will let the people of Whispering Square experience the amazing racial qualities of the Skaven.
Werewolf people show a more rugged beauty. Their strong bodies stood out among the crowd, and their thick hair fluttered gently in the night wind.
They wore clothing made from the finest fabrics in the Whispering Square, embroidered with intricate patterns.
They are both members of the Skaven family. They are more elegant than the Skaven. At the same time, they also look down on the Skaven very much.
Although everyone is a rat, the Skaven are devotees of the entire Whispering Square. They have coolies who can only do the market. They are defined as low-priced products in the square, and they trade with each other at every turn. Strife and abuse can never be twisted into a hemp rope; and they are the leaders of the middle market in Whisper Square. Although they cannot live a high-quality life like the eight major chaebols, they are not like the Skaven. treated as "objects".
At this moment, there are nearly 10,000 people on the terrace, who come from every corner of Whispering Square to witness the arrival of this annual event. Among them, the werewolf family and the Skaven accounted for two-quarters of the crowd, and they gathered here in their own unique ways.
However, tonight, whether it is Skaven, werewolves, dwarves, dwarves, halflings, elves... these races that are usually difficult to deal with tonight are rarely standing on the same front and watching. A family in the square.
In the southeast corner of the square, the representative of the Everchanging Workshop family is wearing a robe that symbolizes the family's color. He is surrounded by slight magic fluctuations, demonstrating their family's deep foundation in magic skills.
The new talker of the Everchanging Gongfa family, Mira Wanxiang, stood in front of everyone with an attitude that could almost be said to be aloof.
His face was expressionless, and his deep eyes quietly scanned every corner around him, as if he was looking for something, or thinking about the next countermeasures.
When his eyes met the hostile eyes all around, he did not waver at all, but instead strengthened his position.
Mila's eyes quickly turned to the conspicuous and unusual objects in the hands of the other three major families.
In the northwest corner is Maurice Haisheng, the talker of the Lonely Voice family.
There is a huge water ball floating on the lower body of Morris's fishtail. He stands in a standing posture, like a sculpture, with a calm and elegant expression, giving people a deep and lonely feeling.
Morris holds the trident of [Prince Dolphin] tightly in his hand. This weapon that symbolizes power shines under the light, like the brightest light in the deep sea, indicating his rule over the ocean and his devotion to his family. guard.
Sophia Xinghui, the representative of the Star Gift family, stood in the southwest corner. The brilliance flowed around her, as if she was covered in starlight.
The long sword of [Silver-Haired Lady] in her hand is not only a sharp weapon, but also a symbol of astrology and celestial magic power. The presence of the silver long sword makes the surrounding air seem to soften. Layers of white halo escaped from the sword.
In the northeast corner, Yasmin Yege, the leader of the Winged Night Symphony Family, holds the [Lord of Ten Thousand Songs] musical instrument in his hand, which seems to be able to play a melody that touches the soul at any time. Her very existence is like a beautiful symphony, a perfect blend of music and magic.
There was a gentle smile on Yasmin's delicate face, but this smile disappeared when she saw the ever-changing workshop family.
On the longest night of Midwinter, the Starlight Terrace of Whispering Square becomes a sacred place where light and shadow alternate. People gather here to witness the beginning of the new year and their deep respect for the gods.
The air was filled with anticipation and piety, and all eyes were focused on the high platform in the center, where the head of the Yiye Symphony family stood.
Yasmin Nightsong, what she holds in her hand is the instrument of [Lord of Songs] - this magical instrument is about to kick off the entire ceremony.
“~~~”
“~~~”
The Song of the Lonely Mountain, used to praise the gods, was played at this moment.
"In countless days of complete failure and decadence~"
The gods are like a beam of light shining into the mortal world
We have been lost, but we have finally found ourselves
Dedicating everything is the weakest expression for us believers
The indescribable auras of the gods all turn into notes and melodies——"
At this time, residents inside and outside the square held glowing magic lanterns. Their lanterns shone softly in the dark night, like the brightest stars in the night sky.
The residents outside marched along the streets decorated with stars and symbols of gods, their steps firm and sacred, lanterns swaying gently in their hands, bringing a glimmer of light to guide the longest night.
The residents in the square sang along, and their voices converged into a hymn loudly praising the major gods of the Golden Palace. Every word was full of deep respect and gratitude to the gods. .
Tap tap tap tap——
On the starlit terrace on the holy night of Midwinter, a scene like an apocalypse slowly unfolded, gathering the gazes of all mortal eyes and divine hearts.
Four magnificent [eight-legged horses]. The appearance of these mysterious creatures is like messengers from heaven descending to the mortal world. Every hoofbeat beats on the heartstrings of everyone present, leading the wheels of time and destiny to slowly drive into this land. A land of light and shadow.
They pulled the ornately decorated and splendid chariots, as if they came from ancient legends on clouds and mist, bringing with them the remaining leaders of the four major families in the Whispering Square
Follow With the arrival of these noble figures, the air on the Starlight Terrace seemed to freeze, time stopped at this moment, and every look was full of awe and expectation.
When the leaders of the four major families stepped out of the car and stood in the center of the square, the brilliance around them seemed to brighten, illuminating them as if gods descended to earth, and the stars in the Milky Way dimmed.
Eric Darkweaver, the leader of the Shadow Interweaver family, his figure is particularly eye-catching in the light. His raised right fist holds the Lady of the Dark Night's spear tightly in his hand, like a symbol of the apocalypse battle. A hero, awe-inspiring.
At this moment, Eric's every move was watched closely by countless pairs of eyes.
In the midst of the crowd's attention, he slowly lowered his head and gently kissed the back of his fist holding the spear with his lips. This move was not only a reverence for the weapon, but also a deep piety for the Lady of the Night. .
Then, Eric whispered in a low voice. Although his words were soft, they could be heard clearly in this silent night:
"The carols sung by thousands of languages, may all voices Everyone can participate in this praise."
Then, this apocalyptic figure raised his spear hand and raised his arms.
“The gods bless us—”
Pa bang bang—
“The gods bless us!!!”
“The gods bless us! ! ! "
"Gods bless me!"
Just the moment he raised his arms and shouted, the audience burst into thunderous cheers, like a raging wave, shocking the hearts of the people.
However, amidst this huge wave of sound, Eric's gaze was as sharp as a cold star, piercing directly towards Mira Wanxiang who stood in the place where countless eyes were focused - the person who was regarded as The figure of the betrayer who threw himself into the "abyss".
The hostility in Eric's eyes was naked and obvious, like a sharp arrow challenging the sky, pointing directly at the lonely person chosen by fate.
"Rebel, you should be crucified on the cross of sin under the eyes of everyone——"
"Rebel, you have carried the glory of the gods, your The holy crown is stained with filth because of your betrayal——"
On the Starlight Terrace, a shocking cry sounded.
The leader of the Shadow Family, Eric Anwei, held a spear in his hand and walked into the center of the altar with an aura that no one could match.
At this sacred and solemn moment, he did not follow any of the previous red tape, but directly began the ceremony of the descent of the gods. Every step seemed firm and heavy, like the footsteps of fate.
Under the gaze of all eyes, Eric gently cut his palm with the spear in his hand, letting the blood drip on the spear, and the blood flowed on the cold iron, as if at this moment Become one with the spear, bathed in the blood of the sacrifice.
The Lady of the Night, whose essence is the pain and secrets forgotten by the world, gives her followers the power to transcend pain, and Eric Darkweaver is the bearer of this power.
Believers of the Lady of the Night are accustomed to forgetting and regard forgetting as an ordinary and natural part of life. The emptiness of life and the so-called foolishness of hope form the cornerstone of the Lady of the Night's existence, and through this ritual, Eric Darkweaver demonstrated the power and depth of this belief to all creatures present.
The Lady of the Night is immersed in the secret things that are buried and will never be revealed. She can clearly foresee all lives, objects and actions in the darkness.
Tonight, through Eric Darkweaver's ritual, the residents of Whispering Square will also be able to glimpse the secrets hidden in the dark night, as well as the power that transcends pain and forgetfulness.
A majestic song echoed on the Starlight Terrace, and the eyes of all living creatures were focused on Eric Darkweaver, the leader of the Shadow Family. He stood in the center of the square, surrounded by countless glowing magic lanterns and sacred symbols held by major families. At this moment, he seemed to be the embodiment of fate and justice.
Eric's eyes shone with determination, his voice rang out in the quiet and solemn air, and every word was full of power and majesty.
"Now, on this holy day, in the majestic singing, we will make an eternal vow here - those who betray the faith and peace of the Whispering Square, those rebels and their families, will be expelled from this sacred place. Hub. ”
As the sacred ceremony of the Shadow Interweaving Patriarch Eric Darkweaver reaches its climax, the air on the Starlight Terrace seems to freeze, and time seems to have lost its meaning at this moment. All the creatures present held their breath, waiting for the coming miracle.
Suddenly, a dark tendril that was impossible to look at slowly unfolded from the void, spinning and twisting, as if extending directly from an unfathomable abyss.
Purple aura surrounds it like a ghost, adding a mysterious and strange light to the edge of darkness.
In the center of this darkness, a purple eye will occasionally appear. It stares out quietly and ruthlessly, looking directly into the depths of every soul through space and time. .
Even if the eyeball orb does not appear, every creature in the darkness can feel an endless feeling of falling, as if it is in an endless void with nowhere to rest.
The existence from the top of the [Pantheistic System·Dark Gods] casts its gaze from the Golden Palace at this moment.
[Dark Night Lady Shar] emerged from the void, and [Boundary Wedge] automatically released its blockade, welcoming the arrival of the projection of this powerful god.