Chapter 719 The Dark Lord's Turmoil IV
9:35AM.
The western commercial district of Gray Harbor Town, Block 12, No. 36 Iris Street.
The commercial district is centered on a central square, which is surrounded by busy streets. There are various shops, cafes, and goods stores on both sides of the streets.
The entire area is distributed in a radial pattern, and the shops closer to the center are more prosperous.
At No. 36 Iris Street in the 12th Block, a three-story modern building stands beside the street.
The exterior wall of the building is paved with light gray stone, and the large floor-to-ceiling glass windows reflect the street lights. The overall style is simple and elegant, with a cold and fashionable atmosphere.
The flat roof design looks capable and neat, and the terrace is dotted with several evergreen trees and exotic flowers, which exude a faint luster in the night, adding a touch of vitality.
Buzzing buzz——
In this bustling street, there was a sudden slight fluctuation in the air, and some kind of force was invisibly controlling the space.
Where people cannot see, a secret [∞] symbol briefly flashes in the air. With the appearance of the symbol, the space ripples like a gently stirred lake surface.
A moment later, a young figure appeared in the ripples. A young man with blond hair and golden eyes stood in front of the door of No. 36 Iris Street, holding a silver cane in his right hand.
Xia Xiu's golden eyes swept across the building in front of him, and then slowly landed on the seemingly ordinary door.
Although everything around him seemed calm and normal, Xia Xiu could sense that the disturbed ARad field ahead was filled with an extremely sticky feeling.
He frowned slightly, his golden eyes began to be covered with pure white, and his eyes became as pure as new snow. The pupils in the center of the eyes were also white, without any other color, giving people a An otherworldly feeling.
When you look into these eyes, you seem to be able to see the pure white scenery on the snow and hear the sound of falling snowflakes in the silence.
“Abnormally twisted characteristics, god-like thaumaturgy... There is an abnormal lineage thaumaturgy here. According to the latest papers in Terran academic journals, it can be defined as: an abnormal green-type or black-type individual. ”
Xia Xiu rubbed his chin, looking at the world in front of him with his pure white eyes.
In his eyes, the barrier presented a series of complex waveforms, and those waveforms were constantly changing, like some kind of living entity.
Sometimes they twist slowly and sometimes beat violently. They seem calm and unstable on the surface, but every subtle fluctuation contains great power.
These waveforms are not only complex and changeable, but the local fluctuations are extremely violent, like beasts ready to counterattack at any time, waiting for opportunities.
Xia Xiu's eyes swept over these fluctuations, and his mind quickly analyzed the characteristics and strength of the barrier. The source of its power is very ancient and contains a strong divine aura, which is completely different from ordinary thaumaturgy.
He had learned when he was a student in Luyuan that EVE particles are an energy source similar to electricity or ATP, and thaumaturgy (or magic) requires this energy to be performed.
It can be regarded as an energy similar to dark matter, which cannot be directly observed, but it occupies a large amount of energy in the universe.
EVE particles manifest themselves through characteristics similar to sound waves, including frequency (indicating the density of energy) and loudness (indicating the intensity of energy).
Each type of EVE particle has a different waveform, which determines different types of thaumaturgic effects.
Before reaching [Crown], the difference between the abnormal lineage and the normal lineage is still very big.
Abnormal spell casters, taking Xia Xiu's Sarkic lineage as an example, he needs to absorb EVE particles into his body, convert them into his own unique "characteristic" energy, and then cast spells.
The effects of thaumaturgy are related to their personal characteristics and can affect reality through the EVE particles in the body.
The normal lineage does not absorb EVE particles into the body. They directly use their own abilities to manipulate EVE particles from the outside world to distort reality.
They don't need to convert EVE particles into personal traits like anomalies do.
In other words, the radiation of the alien thaumaturge comes from within the body. Every time a spell is cast, a huge amount of EVE particles pass through him, and then the spell is cast through their body.
Normal radiation is more like surrounding itself rather than emitting from the body, and the color and path are also different from the abnormal ones. When the normal spectrum distorts reality, there will be no EVE particles passing through it. inside the body.
If EVE energy is regarded as electricity, the anomaly itself is an electrical appliance; when the electrical appliance is connected to the circuit, the electrical appliance starts to do its work.
Similarly, when the alien senses EVE particles and guides them into itself, it converts them into EVE particles with its own "characteristics" and casts spells.
The normal state is to use its own ability to guide EVE particles to directly start interfering with the world, which is "distortion".
What is very interesting is that normality can only control "primary particles", while abnormality can sometimes control [information authority] that only [Crown One] can access.
Terran academia now divides thaumaturges (not according to genealogy) into three forms:
If an individual can change some things at will, it all depends on its subjective thoughts , then it is probably an abnormal thaumaturge/divine thaumaturge/reality warper, they are called - Type Green.
If he needs to recite some spells, use spells, thaumaturgic circuits, or magic circles to create abnormal distortions, then he is probably a normal thaumaturgy. They are called - Type Blue.
Of course, some individuals sign some contracts with certain legendary powerful beings, or are their descendants/hybrids, or simply themselves are the legendary powerful apex-type multi-functional entities. This type of entity is directly classified as ——Black type.
Most of the Sarkic warlocks are classified according to the new era and are typical black types.
One [Flesh Shaping Technique], but it has many different manifestations.
Even the same Sarkic spell will undergo slight changes when it undergoes its own "characteristics".
This change has both good and bad aspects, and the changes in the Sarkic lineage are controlled within a stable threshold by Ion, as he sets one lineage as another set of appliances.
The same goes for most of the abnormal lineages that believe in gods. They use the lineage as another set of "electrical appliances" to stabilize distortion, but this only reduces the possibility of distortion.
But the abnormalities of other monsters and monsters are different. They are all out-of-control bombs. They have extremely strong desires and are usually the reserve seeds of chaos.
The Tribunal of Heaven spends most of its time cleaning up these twisted and abnormal individuals in Terra, and occasionally cleans up out-of-control abnormal things.
Take the four major sects of the old Sarkic Cult as an example. Every year during the [Divine Supper Ceremony] when they meet [His Covered Boundless], many people are directly devoured by Him, and many survive. Shao Luo is crazy, or he comes to the world with a little bit of his flesh and blood and turns into a deformed monster...
Xia Xiu also cleaned up a shelter that was made of scraps of flesh and blood that fell in love with unhappy and mindless people. Container, he also reported that local containment room to Eden at that time.
Later, he became the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven. He even took the time to look through the database and found that the place had been "patronized" by people from the Tribunal.
That is the local containment room under the jurisdiction of 0-13. It was also the historical remnant of the previous resolution meeting, where the demon kings once created [Pandora's Box].
[Pandora’s Box], the weaponization of abnormalities.
These magic boxes are the "treasures" left by the demon kings in the past.
You must know that 0-13 has the [secret jurisdiction] of the resolution person. The content within the jurisdiction cannot be known by Eden or other members of the resolution assembly. Even [Yahweh] cannot obtain the jurisdiction. rights information.
Members of the decision-making assembly have [secret jurisdiction]. [Secret jurisdiction] is one of the restrictions imposed by the decision-making assembly on Eden and even [Yahweh]. Any content encrypted by the [secret jurisdiction] will remain confidential during the term of the members of the decision-making assembly. , Eden has no right to read or interfere.
The use of [Secret Jurisdiction] is also very idealistic. You only need to swear the jurisdiction content to multiple entities such as the Ethics Committee of the Kingdom of Heaven, the "Three Holy Books", Eden, [Yahwei] and so on - without any shame. The original intention of angels is to live up to the glory of heaven and the mission of angels. They are planned for utopianism, designed for the welfare of all mankind, and exist for the benefit of all mankind...
There are thirteen questions in total, owned by heaven. Institutions and systems may be certified and can be encrypted if six conditions are met.
This is one of the rights of the resolution assembly of the Thirteen Supervisors known as the world.
Once the demon kings created [Pandora's Box], all the demon kings thought it was the most beautiful gift created for heaven and even all mankind. Later, the magic box went out of control, and all the angels were replaced, and the era of the devil ended.
The new assembly members took over.
The power of the Ethics Committee was increased at that time, gaining access to 5% of the content of [Secret Jurisdiction].
If the current resolution meeting has not been dissolved, the [secret jurisdiction] of the current session has been kept secret, and Eden cannot obtain the encrypted content of any member; if the current parliament is dissolved, the content of the jurisdiction It will be compulsorily announced and will be reviewed by the Ethics Committee, Tribunal, and Eden.
Seventy-two hours after the crisis caused by 0-13, the power of the Ethics Committee was further strengthened, gaining access to 10% of the content of [Secret Jurisdiction], and successfully increasing the thirteen questions to ten Seven, MPs must meet seven or more before they can encrypt.
At the same time, all angels passed the new rotation application and decided that the assembly will be reorganized before and after the five-year plan.
The above numerous thoughts only flashed quickly in Xia Xiu's mind. What he was more concerned about at the moment was the barrier in front of him that was full of "divinity" and personal characteristics.
There is no doubt that the abnormal species he encountered were followers of a certain god.
I just don’t know what kind of god I am a believer.
Stars, existing gods of Terra, gods of chaos, gods of faith, or other information gods...
Xia Xiu rubbed his chin with his free left hand and thought in his mind, while a powerful figure emerged from behind him, as if born from the void.
It was a golden-purple incarnation, majestic and powerful.
The avatar has a tall body, with muscles perfectly displayed like sculptures, and the whole person's temperament is full of oppression.
This purple-gold incarnation with the aura of destruction is naturally [Sisyphus].
At this moment, [Sisyphus] clenched his right hand slightly, and powerful vector power gathered around his fist, gradually forming a huge vector drill.
The surface of the drill bit flashes with strong energy fluctuations, which seem to be able to penetrate all obstacles.
Xia Xiu stood aside silently, gently pressed the edge of the hat, and then nodded, signaling [Sisyphus] to take action.
The avatar's right fist suddenly swung out, and the vector drill blasted into the air with immense power.
The fist never touched the door in front of the building, but directly hit the seemingly empty air.
At this moment, secret magic circle runes suddenly appeared in the air. The runes were like some kind of ancient magical protective barrier. They were forcibly torn apart by Xia Xiu's incarnation, exposing them to the in front of him.
The magic circle runes instantly emitted a dazzling light, desperately resisting external attacks. The runes were arranged in mysterious geometric arrangements in the air, making a "sizzling" friction sound, like two powerful forces competing invisibly.
The rune tried to counterattack [Sisyphus]'s attack, but the power of the vector drill was too strong, and it directly bombarded the magic circle with an overwhelming momentum that was as devastating as death.
"Boom——"
A low crackling sound came from the depths of the magic circle, and the light of the runes began to dim quickly, and then small cracks opened like a mirror. Immediately afterwards, the entire barrier completely collapsed in an instant, as if it was hit by a giant hammer.
The magic circle runes scattered in all directions, turned into countless fragments, and disappeared into the air.
The barrier was completely destroyed in an instant and turned into nothingness.
The air in front of the gate became calm again, as if nothing had happened, but Xia Xiu knew that the barrier blocking his entry had disappeared.
Xia Xiu opened the door and walked in.
The fog began to fill.
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The space behind the door seems to have been isolated from the outside world for hundreds of years, and the temperature inside is so low that people can't help but shiver.
The appearance of the modern building, but the interior of the room and interior are extremely bizarre.
The room was covered with a thick layer of dust. Apparently no one had set foot here for a long time, but this silent space hid some indescribable and strange power.
Xia Xiu's golden eyes scanned every corner of the room. Although everything looked dilapidated, he could sense that there were traces of powerful magic hidden in these dilapidated items.
The walls are covered with fabrics, and these fabrics are densely covered with ancient runes. Those runes are winding like snakes, entwined in the depths of the shadows, spying on everyone who enters.
The fabric sways gently with the flow of air, as if these runes are still alive, waiting for an opportunity to revive.
The only light source in the room came from an ancient copper oil lamp. The light swayed weakly, emitting a dim orange light.
The light casts a distorted shadow on the floor. As the flame dances, the shape of the shadow keeps changing, like some unknown creature is slowly crawling on the ground, with an unsettling dynamic. feel.
On the stone platform in the middle, there was a bronze bowl full of cracks.
The liquid in the bowl emits a faint red light. The light is strange and heart-stopping, like a pair of eyes in the darkness, staring coldly at the person who enters.
There are faint ripples on the surface of the liquid, and every tiny fluctuation seems to convey some kind of secret power.
The red light appears and disappears, like some kind of waking existence, blinking its eyes gently, watching everything in this room.
Beside the bowl, several broken ancient books were spread out randomly, looking very shabby.
The edges of the pages are curled, the color of the paper has turned yellow and moldy, and the erosion of moisture and time has made the text blurry.
Those words were winding like snakes. They seemed not to be human languages, but some kind of ancient and mysterious symbols, faintly revealing strange power.
They twist in the dim light, as if waiting to be interpreted, and begin to reveal some unknown prophecy to people.
The surrounding bookshelves towered to the ceiling, filled with a smell of dampness and decay.
The bookshelf is filled with moldy scrolls and books. Each book has mysterious inscriptions on it. Those inscriptions flow on the pages. These books are still alive and contain something waiting to be unlocked. Knowledge.
There were dense spider webs between the bookshelves, and the spider silk shone silver in the dim light.
"The painting style inside is different from the painting style outside." Xia Xiu murmured in his heart.
Subsequently, his eyes were attracted by a diary in front of him.
Xia Xiu's pure white eyes saw a very twisted aura on the notebook.
Full of desire, disease, madness, infection, transformation...
He came to the note and looked at the cover of the note, which read:
"Copper Forging Diary"