Chapter 638 Flower of Blood and Bone·Blood Plague IX
The blood input by Xia Xiu successfully squeezed out the blood of Swinton from the two babies. The squeezed out blood seemed to be invisible. It floats slowly in mid-air like a pulling force, gradually condensing into a suspended blood ball.
The surface of the blood cells trembled slightly, as if alive, emitting a chilling red light.
Xia Xiu narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at this malicious group.
He stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, and manipulated the ball of blood, slowly but surely moving in the direction of Ned, who was bound in mid-air.
Ned is tightly bound by the [Mobius Strip] and cannot move.
When she saw the ball of blood approaching her, her face suddenly changed, revealing an expression of fear.
"Wait..."
Before she finished speaking, the blood ball was stuffed directly into her mouth.
“Gurgugu——”
Ned let out a low grunt, his mouth was forced open, his eyes full of struggle and helplessness.
She felt the blood of Swindon pouring into her mouth like a flood, pouring into her throat and flowing into her body.
The suffocating malice and corrosive blood of Swinton made her feel as if she was being burned by fire and the pain was unbearable.
Xia Xiu watched all this calmly, without a trace of pity.
The blood of Swinton flowed in Ned's body, and her body began to twitch violently, her muscles tensed, and the expression on her face became more ferocious.
"Gu Gu Gu——"
A painful wail came from her throat, and her eyes were filled with unspeakable pain.
Soon, Ned's wails grew fainter and her eyes became hollow.
It’s really overwhelming.
Her body gradually lost strength in the severe pain, her limbs hung down weakly, her whole body was hung in mid-air like a rag, and her mouth was dripping with saliva mixed with blood.
Xia Xiu didn't pay much attention to Ned. After he finished dealing with Swinton's blood, he walked towards the sleeping children.
He gently picked them up, and then through [Adam], he quickly contacted the FAA and applied for a boundary-breaking passage.
After confirming that the ether shuttle channel could be connected, he began to call the [Rainbow Bridge] in heaven.
[Ether shuttle channel: connecting——]
[Ether level: third level——]
[Coordinates: Marked——]
[Target: Marked——]
[Mimu Measures: Loading——]
Soon, things began to appear indoors A colorful ray of light gradually formed a bridge across the void.
The light is like a rainbow of seven colors, shining with sacred and gorgeous brilliance. The surrounding air seems to be purified and filled with a peaceful atmosphere.
Xia Xiu held the two babies and walked towards the colorful light.
When he reached the center of the bridge, he stopped and carefully placed the two babies on the bridge.
"Start the Eden hosting mode." Xia Xiu whispered.
Following his instructions, the light on the [Rainbow Bridge] began to become brighter, as if the entire bridge was responding to his orders.
At the end of the bridge, a portal leading to the kingdom of heaven gradually appeared, overflowing with light, like a fairyland in a dream.
Soon, in a burst of dazzling light, [Rainbow Bridge] took two babies and shuttled towards the [Unknown Land] of heaven.
The light illuminated the entire room, exuding an aura of incomparable purity and sanctity.
Xia Xiu stood at the starting point of the bridge, watching the two children disappear in the light.
When the light gradually dissipated and the room returned to calm, Xia Xiu stood there, quietly looking at the disappearing [Rainbow Bridge].
His eyes quickly looked at Bruce, the father of the two girls, who was still in a coma.
Bruce lay on the ground, breathing steadily, as if he was not aware of the strange incident just now.
Xia Xiu walked slowly to his side and whispered to himself: "Adam, do you have the clock tower's forgetfulness magic over there?"
Although he can also change memory [Don Quixote Module], but after thinking about the subsequent work needs of the Ethics Committee and other memory departments, he decided to use more conventional memory manipulation methods for post-processing.
This will facilitate the handover work for future colleagues.
[Yes, the entry model has been uploaded to your genealogy terminal——]
Adam's voice sounded in Xia Xiu's mind.
Soon, the core of thaumaturgy related to the [Forgetting Curse] appeared on Xia Xiu's retina. He just glanced at it, then raised his silver cane, pointed it gently at Bruce's forehead, and whispered Read:
"Oblivert~"
As these words were spoken, a faint light flashed from the top of the silver cane.
This light was like a thin silver line, extending silently to Bruce's forehead.
As the light invaded, Bruce's body trembled slightly, and the expression on his face became peaceful.
The light of the silver cane danced gently on Bruce's forehead, as if weaving an invisible net, pulling out specific memories bit by bit.
Xia Xiu watched all this with a trace of inquiry in his eyes.
“The Forgetting Curse of the Clock Tower is strange. Their thaumaturgy has always been empiricist, focusing on the second law of thaumaturgy - the part affects the whole.
When I was in Deer Garden I have taken the theory class of the Clock Tower. Their spells are all based on the second law, and they believe that magical actions obey the law of conservation of energy.
Magic is not created out of thin air, but rather draws or transfers energy from the environment.
The interaction between magic and matter follows specific principles of quantum magic. Thaumatologists influence the macroscopic world by manipulating microscopic magic particles. ”
Xia Xiu is feeling the thaumaturgic core of the [Forgetting Curse] at this moment. With his current level of thaumaturgy, this thing can be activated flawlessly even without burning the [entry].
He can feel that the working principle of this [Forgetting Spell] is based on neuroscience and oneirology (dreamology on the thaumatological side)
Thaumaturges adjust the balance of neurotransmitters in the brain through thaumatology. , materializing memories through dreams, and then recoding or erasing specific memory traces
This thing requires an in-depth understanding of the working mechanism of the brain, and incorrect operation may lead to unexpected mental consequences.
“To establish the three academies, it is indeed necessary to sort out the existing thaumaturgy system, and the departments and work responsibilities of the academy must also be divided well. Learning from Deer Academy and Clock Tower is inevitable .”
Xia Xiu rubbed his chin, thinking in his heart.
“If possible, I really need to use the characteristics of [Crown of Thorns] to learn all the spells. Then, participate in the wizard certification of the International Federation of Wizards and get rid of those antiques from the old era. The title of 'Legendary Wizard' and the White Robe Certification."
The International Federation of Wizards, an intergovernmental organization in the old 'magical world', has many die-hards who do not recognize the genealogy and think it is strange. The two processes of [entry] and [module] in the early stage are shortcuts.
Today, Terra's academic factions have an inseparable relationship with the International Federation of Wizards.
The predecessors of Clock Tower and Deer Garden are also members of the Federation. Their founders were all white-robed wizards of the Federation in the past, which were the [Legendary Wizards] in ancient times.
The most famous [Legendary Wizard Merlin] in the legend of the Fog City is also a member of the Federation. The [Broken Steel Holy Sword] now buried in the Clock Tower Tomb Albion was also developed by the Federation [ Miracle].
In the Academy of Thaumatology, the teaching staff of a school are generally judged by the wizard certification of the Federation.
Xia Xiu’s teacher in Luyuan, Albert Laugen, the leader of the non-natural sciences group, is a blue-robed wizard certified by the federation.
Blue-robed wizards are generally responsible for exploring unknown areas and studying different civilizations and types of magic, similar to the blue book in the five-series book of the genealogy, or it can be said that the blue book system is actually derived from the blue-robed wizard.
In the federation, there are generally only two colors of robes representing class.
One is the white-robed wizard who is the 'Legendary Wizard', and the other is the gray-robed wizard who has just been recognized and has not yet determined his future direction.
The remaining robe colors all perform their own duties.
For example, the brown-robed wizard focuses on natural and elemental magic, protecting the natural environment and ecology, and has a deep connection with natural creatures; there is also the red-robed wizard who focuses on combat magic and defense strategies; the one who is mainly responsible for knowledge The silver-robed wizard who accumulates and inherits magic education and research...
Wizards of all colors usually have gold rims tattooed on their sleeves. The maximum number of gold rims is nine. People with nine gold rims are generally masters in that field.
If they advance in their respective fields, they can become respected white-robed wizards.
Academic schools generally respect white-robed wizards, and they are all leaders in the academic field. and the best.
Of course, some white-robed wizards are also the founders of the school system. Xia Xiu wanted to become a white-robed wizard because he wanted the Third Academy to look better in terms of teachers.
As for why you care about these false names...
This is a school, so of course you have to care about these "false names"!
Any school will despise itself for having too many "false reputations". They are all ruthless and must not do more.
If Xia Xiu wants to obtain this wizard certification, he may have to use some non-violent and non-cooperation methods to 'persuade' the federation.
He will use the 'magical violent means' approved by the wizard to obtain the wizard's approval.
Of course, he did this because he had no other choice.
After all, if he really wanted to engage in academic research, he really didn't have that much time for Edici.
Gan, how can there be a principal like him who works as a social beast all day long!
When the fourth sword-wielding man in heaven was brainstorming, his work never stopped.
At this moment, the light on the silver cane gradually weakened and eventually disappeared completely.
Xia Xiu put down his cane and stared at Bruce's face. His specific memory had been changed, and everything about his daughter would disappear from his memory.
Bruce will wake up, but he will no longer remember having these two daughters.
At the same time, he also used [Vashak]'s [Private Customization] ability to transform all the maternal and child decorations in the surrounding rooms into normal home styles.
After doing all this, Xia Xiu held up the silver cane and murmured in his heart.
"[Forgetting Curse], [Restoration Curse], [Object Replacement Curse], [Appearance]...
Not to mention, the work of wizards is similar to what I am doing now. No wonder they like to call ordinary people in this world Muggles. With this ability, anyone would be in awe.
In other words, if I turn the [Lever of Heaven] into a magic cane and fight against those old wizards, I don’t know whether their ‘Deathly Hallows’ is stronger or my cane.
Moreover, when the three colleges are established, some magic shops will need to be built in Whisper Square to imitate the Diagon Alley of the Twist City. Then the resource areas will need to be divided and some thaumaturgy trees will be planted for students to use as cane materials...
This is another gold-swallowing behemoth. The square has no financial expenditure, and the financial allocation promised by the federal government to the management authority has not yet been released. ”
The fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven calculated his finances again in his mind and found that he still couldn’t make ends meet.
He has given all the resources he asked for from the Kingdom of Heaven to the Management Bureau. Of course, he can continue to ask for resources from Eden for the resources from the Third Academy.
However, this lowers his estimated rating in the General Election.
Moreover, he is now in a trap with the Ethics Committee. He has to come out to resist the attacks of other internal angel factions no matter what.
"Sure enough, I still have to take the allocation from the Second Bank."
Thinking of this, Xia Xiu glanced at Ned unhurriedly, and the other person looked spoiled. The broken expression.
"Now, it's time to deal with the last thing on your shit-stirring stick."
As he said that, Xia Xiu took a step forward, and a [Mobius strip] appeared under his feet.
The next moment, he disappeared from the room.
Shortly after he left, Bruce woke up from the ground with a groggy look on his face. He looked at the familiar yet strange home with confusion.
“Ssi~ I feel dizzy.”
He patted his forehead and said with a strange look on his face:
"Why did I fall asleep all of a sudden?"
He looked around again. I don't know why, but he always felt empty in his heart, as if there was something there. Something very important is missing.
"It's really strange..."
*******
12:00AM.
City of Lexington.
John, who considers himself lucky, rests on the sofa provided by the technology company where he works.
However, there was sweat on his forehead, and his whole expression looked very painful, as if he was having a nightmare.
John has always felt that he is different from others.
Lucky John, that's what he calls himself.
Like thousands of Johns in the Edici Federation, he is an insignificant part of this huge country.
However, he is different from other Johns.
The specific difference is that he will say that he was once a leukemia patient and was very lucky to recover.
Then, he ushered in his own luck.
Since his recovery, his life seems to have regained its luster.
He found his dream job as a software engineer at a software company in the Bluegrass State.
Every morning, he would walk into the company with full hope to welcome a new day.
At work, he performed well and won the appreciation of his colleagues and superiors.
Soon after, John met Amy, a kind and beautiful girl.
The two met at a friend's party and soon fell in love.
Amy's smile and tenderness made John feel happier than ever before, and he felt that he had finally found his true destination.
Career and love are both unresolved, which is very beautiful.
John's life is also full of sweetness and warmth.
Every weekend, he and Amy go for a walk in the park, go to a restaurant to enjoy delicious food, or watch movies at home and spend quality time together.
Their love gradually heats up, and John decides to propose to Amy.
On a romantic night, against the backdrop of candlelight and roses, John knelt down on one knee and handed Amy a diamond ring.
"Amy, marry me," he said affectionately.
Amy was so excited that she burst into tears and happily agreed to his proposal.
However, in this seemingly perfect life, John began to notice some strange changes.
At first, it was just minor auditory hallucinations and confusion, but as time went on, these symptoms became more and more frequent.
One day, John was concentrating on writing code in the office when he suddenly heard someone whispering in his ear.
He looked around, but found that his colleagues were all busy and no one spoke. He felt uneasy for a while, but quickly shook off the feeling and continued working.
Back home at night, John found that he had done something of unknown significance without knowing it.
For example, he would arrange all the knives in strange patterns in the kitchen, or get up in the middle of the night and walk back and forth in the room, as if driven by something.
Amy was worried about John's behavior, but she tried to reassure herself that it was just because of the stress of the job.
She persuaded John to see a doctor many times, but John always refused with a smile, saying that he was fine.
Late one night, John woke up from his sleep again. He felt that he was completely unable to control his body, as if he was dominated by a powerful force.
He stood in front of the mirror and saw that his eyes were filled with a strange light.
He stretched out his hand and gently touched himself in the mirror, and suddenly felt a tingling and chill.
"This is not me,"
John said silently in his heart, feeling fear and helplessness sweeping over him.
As time passed, John's auditory hallucinations and trances became more and more serious, and he began to wonder if he was being controlled by something.
He felt that his body and consciousness were changing, as if a strange existence was gradually eroding his will.
Today, John saw himself standing in a blood-red ocean, surrounded by whispers and shouts.
He struggled desperately to get rid of this horrible feeling, but was eventually dragged into the abyss by an invisible force.
Just when he was about to be dragged into the abyss, a gentle voice woke him up from his nightmare.
“Are you John?”