Chapter 294 Sword and Sorcery, Yeats: Fortunately, he lived up to his fate!
To be fair, Moon Pig is one of the most beautiful among pig-type monsters. The whole body is white, with silver mane flowing in the wind, and a pair of white jade-like fangs arched upward, making it look arrogant.
But at this moment, this huge moon pig was following Celine angrily, like a child who had done something wrong, looking up at Yeats' back, full of vigilance and fear.
Moon Pig has troubles.
Time goes back a quarter of an hour.
Moon Pig was digging for food in the forest, eating mushrooms and humming, but was suddenly beaten by humans.
Whenever the dignified staff of the Moonlight Sect suffered such grievances, they rushed towards Yeats with a cry.
As a result, he was beaten unable to resist and was almost made into a hot pot. Fortunately, Celine arrived in time and Moon Pig survived.
And Yeats seems to have left an indelible shadow on Moon Pig.
The majesty of the emperor-level monster was gone. Moon Pig clamped its tail and followed Celine with small steps.
Celine looked at it, and deep surprise flashed in the depths of her silver eyes.
Emperor-level monsters are all powerful men who look down on their side, possessing the aura to call themselves kings and emperors. However, when Moon Pig faced Yeats, he was so suppressed that he could not lift his head.
'Yeats has not long been promoted to the fifth ring, but his strength is already far above that of the Moon Pig. The talent of this God's Chosen One is really incredible...'
Celine points her finger forward, not revealing it. His voice was authentic:
"Your Excellency Yeats, that is the residence of Priest Fey of the Natural Sect."
Looking around, I saw a red amanita as tall as an ancient tree. Windows and wooden doors were built on the fungi, and it was divided into two floors, just like a mushroom house.
Yeats remembered that the clergy of the Natural Cult, mainly druids, usually chose to live in tree houses or mushroom houses.
The god of nature they believe in sometimes appears as a wise male elder, and his belief is most common among elves.
——Finally there is a male god.
The Nature Cult likes to live in seclusion deep in the forest, voluntarily serving as the guardians of nature, and rarely interacts with human society.
"Priest Fei would mind outsiders visiting?" Yeats asked.
"With my introduction, you are not considered an outsider. Please, Lord Yeats, I will ask Priest Fei to tell you what you need to pay attention to."
Celine reached out and pushed open the wooden door. , a staircase made of intertwined vines appeared in front of Yeats. The interior of the first floor is furnished with alchemy cauldrons, cupboards and potted plants. Rare herbs such as ambergris, ghost mushrooms and bone thorns are planted there. There are butterflies flying through the windows in the sunlit living room.
"Celine, he is..."
The butterfly was shrouded in a group of emerald green light and made a childish and hesitant voice of a little girl.
"This is the chosen one of the Goddess of Youth, the Bard of the Five Rings, Yeats Brondi." Celine introduced, "I invite him to manage the Luna Well with me."
Xi Lin paused, glanced at Yeats, then looked at the butterfly and said:
"He is trustworthy, the priest can rest assured."
"Come up."
The butterfly flew to the second floor and led Yeats and his party up the vine staircase.
A little lolita, about 1.5 meters tall, wearing a pointed witch hat and holding an oak staff that was taller than her, with long dark blue, almost black hair, softly introduced herself:
"Nice to meet you, God's Chosen Poet, I am Fey from the Natural Sect... I have heard of your deeds, and your reputation has followed the footsteps of the bard to this remote deep forest."
She looks to be in her early teens, but the age of a witch can never be judged by her appearance.
Yeats nodded slightly and said: "I would like to ask the priest, when will we set off to kill the deer-headed spirit?"
Faced with the direct question, Fey He hesitated for a moment and said:
"The deer-headed spirit usually appears on moonless nights, accompanied by violent turbulence of magic power. According to my observation, tonight is the night when the deer-headed spirit appears..."
"It will Transforming those who break into the forest into tree people, this kind of ancient magic from the old era is very restrained from the magic under the magic network law," Fei said solemnly, "You must be careful!"
Ye. Zhi nodded slightly.
Before Minerva established the Magic Network, humans could not master the power of magic and could only use swords to fight against snake-men, spirits, and evil spirits who were good at witchcraft.
It was a dark age of swords and sorcery.
Later, the magic network established by Minerva transformed the disordered ancient magic into mana that could be used by humans. From this, humans gave birth to mages who could compete with wizards. The mage genius Merlin then emerged and created seven major schools of magic, bringing the human mage way to a whole new level.
The magic network covers the mainland, and loopholes will naturally appear. The magic power that escapes from the magic network through loopholes will gradually become violent and move closer to the disordered ancient magic power.
The deer-headed spirit is a spirit born from ancient magic. The magic flowing in it will contaminate the sacred objects including the Moon Well. If not dealt with in time, the magic network here will collapse. Thus causing greater hidden dangers.
"Snowy Owl and I are also the chosen ones of magic. Maintaining the magic network is also our job..."
Yeats thought secretly: "Maybe we can get it from the deer-headed spirit. An opportunity for Snow Owl to master [ancient magic]”
Ancient magic is almost insulated from humans, and only elves, a race with a natural affinity for magic, can master it. Compared with contemporary magic, ancient magic is rougher, its consumption and power are doubled, and it is extremely restrained in protective spells.
Due to the doubled consumption and greater vulnerability to magic backlash, the study of ancient magic was once banned by the Mages Guild.
But the Master’s pursuit of truth never stops.
Over time, the research on ancient magic gradually opened up, but many people learned nothing in their lives.
Most humans who can master ancient magic are already masters at the top of the wizarding world, and they will not show off to others easily.
"With the magical talent of the snow owl and the deer-headed spirit as a model, wouldn't it be easy to learn ancient magic?" Yeats thought to himself.
Zuanya suddenly said: "Since you want Snow Owl to learn [ancient magic], why don't you ask the magical fish of wisdom for advice?"
Yeats was stunned, it seemed like this He said, "Feitan, can you?"
Feitan said honestly: "I knew it before, but now I have forgotten it all."
Yeats: "..."< br>
I understand, I have given back to the goddess of magic what I have learned.
Night falls.
In the dark dense forest, there is heavy fog, and no light can be seen.
Celine temporarily returned the Moon Pig to the demon pet plane, went deep into the thick fog with Yeats and Gray, and whispered:
"Lune is one of the names of the Moon God. This Luen Woodland is dedicated to the Moon Well. I think the deer-headed spirit is hiding near the Moon Well..."
"Why are you so sure?"
"Because the water in the Moon Well is full of magical power, and the deer-headed spirit will also covet it, so we will move closer to the Moon Well first."
Moving towards the forest. Going deeper, the air becomes thinner and thinner, the atmosphere becomes increasingly gloomy, and even breathing becomes laborious. In the night, the soft sound of pine needles falling to the ground is like the footsteps of ghosts.
Yeats noticed a tall banyan tree. The knobs growing on the trunk looked like human faces. When he looked carefully, he found that there were human-faced trees on the left and right. The struggling human faces looked like It is the soul that has been nailed into the tree trunk.
Yeats frowned and retreated behind Gray.
Flapping Lingli——
The crow flapped its wings and flew through the dense forest. A gust of fishy wind swept through the dense forest. The trembling of the leaves was like the wail of the human-faced tree. I saw the black wind falling in front of the three people and transforming into Three ghost wolves with scarlet eyes.
Gray's flying ax passed directly through the body of the ghost wolf, spun around in a circle, and flew back to Gray's hand. He frowned and said:
"Yeats, these wolves seem to Don’t be afraid of combat skills!”
“Because it’s an incorporeal summoned creature, leave it to me——” Yeats shot out a clanking iron chain from his cuffs, and the iron chain surged into the black mist, directly killing a ghost. The wolf's neck was locked tightly.
The ghost wolf's eyes were ferocious and he bared his teeth viciously, but he could not break free of the chains of the Wild Hunt.
Yeats' eyes flashed with blood-red light, and his power increased exponentially under the influence of 'Blessing and Fury'.
Bang!
One end of the iron chain locked the ghost wolf's neck, and the other end wrapped around Yeats's arm. Yeats suddenly jumped up, three feet high, swung the iron chain burning with black flames, pulled the ghost wolf up in the air, rounded the ghost wolf, and smashed it towards the other ghost wolf like a meteor hammer!
boom! !
The two ghost wolves were instantly annihilated and turned into black mist and dissipated.
The scarlet pupils of the remaining ghost wolf shrank, showing human panic.
Celine was a little stunned.
——Isn’t Yeats a bard? How could he have such a violent fighting style?
[Knight of the Wild Hunt] Known for his furious fighting and endless hunting, Yeats follows the way of the Wild Hunt, with a fierce aggression and a majestic fighting spirit!
Boom!
Yeats fell to the ground from a high altitude, stepped out of the huge pit, and disappeared from the place. Then there was a roaring sound of wind, and a cluster of bright orange fire swept away.
The edge of his fist ignited the [Flame Fist] taught by Ax, which instantly illuminated the entire forest. He punched the ghost wolf in the head, instantly defeating it!
Celine’s little mouth opened wide and her eyes were incredible.
I must have been dazzled because the bard stopped playing the piano and started using his fists!
Rumble——
The forest trembled, and the surrounding human-faced trees rose from the ground. This kind of [human-faced tree spirit] is an evil creature that merges the soul of human beings with the tree. It can use its roots to The beards and vines bind humans tightly and then devour their flesh and blood.
Roughly estimated, there were more than ten tree spirits with human faces surrounding Yeats and others, waving branches like bones, and the hateful-looking tree trunks opened their mouths and let out hoarse wails.
A crescent moon mark suddenly appeared on Celine's forehead. This holy emblem flashed with silver light, opening a demon pet plane. The silver-white moon pig roared out of the plane, 'Boom 'With a sound, a human-faced tree spirit flew away.
Boom!
The human-faced tree spirit that suffered the disaster fell to the ground, broke directly, and its vitality was gone.
"Roar——!!"
Moon Pig looked up to the sky and roared, its elegant white mane emitting moonlight, as if it was covered with a layer of moonlight armor, making it majestic.
If I can’t beat him, why can’t I beat you? court death!
Yeats translated the Moon Pig's words, raised his hand and fired a 'Heroic Spirit' spell to inspire the Moon Pig, covering its burly body with a light golden glow.
The Moon Pig was greatly encouraged and roared as it crashed into the rows of human-faced tree spirits. With a deafening roar and flying dust and smoke, the Moon Pig rushed out from the surrounding net. Celine couldn't help but feel nervous. , shouted:
“Don’t rush in, be careful of the deer-headed spirit!”
At this time, the magic light shrouding the moon pig dimmed.
The magic network in the creative field suddenly seemed to be blocked, and it was impossible to cast spells again.
Yeats's heart was beating fast. The oppressive feeling of the emperor-level monsters was like towering mountains rolling down, already shrouding this forest land!
Boom!
Huge vines suddenly sprung out of the ground and whipped the huge moon pig away.
Until Moon Pig crashed to the ground and made a huge crater, he was still a little dazed and looked blankly at the figure standing in the dark night.
The air is filled with the smell of death and decay.
The deer-headed spirit is like a nightmare monster, with a body similar to that of a human being, about three meters tall, covered with dark green scales, and shining with a faint light.
The deer head on its neck has hollow and deep eyes, and the antlers are like dead branches, spiraling upward. Suddenly, the deer-headed spirit flashed in front of Celine with light steps, its empty eyes flashing with soul fire, like the god of death in the forest.
Celine stared blankly at the deer-headed spirit. The endless despair and fear seemed to drag her into the abyss, but a high-pitched flute suddenly awakened Celine from the hallucination.
Celine immediately pulled back and glanced at Yeats gratefully.
The bard's ability to control control is undoubtedly the best among many professions!
Yeats nodded and said: "There is no need to be righteous when dealing with evil spirits. Let's fight together!"
Facing the deer-headed spirit with five-ring combat power, Yeats and Gray attacked together. Since the deer-headed spirit's magic resistance was extremely strong, Yeats used the Blood King Spear and the Shield of Medusa, and used the blessing of blood flames and the scarlet fighting spirit to continuously consume it.
Cang!
The sharp claws swung by the deer-headed spirit struck the shield of Medusa, leaving a shallow mark. Its large swing exposed the flaw, and Yeats took advantage of the opportunity to stab the shield from one side. The Bleeding King Spear, a three-pronged spear burning with blood flames, fiercely stabbed the body of the deer-headed spirit, causing it to let out a deep roar.
——No effort, just numerical values.
As the vessel of the Moon God, Celine possesses a large amount of Moonlight divinity in her soul realm. She cast a blessing called the 'Bright Moon Sphere' on the Moon Pig. A sphere emitting moonlight was suspended above the Moon Pig's head. It continuously shot out moonlight, either killing the deer-headed spirit or healing the Moon Pig's injuries. .
Gray acted as the main output. The flaming red dragon claws tore into the body of the deer-headed spirit. The firelight illuminated the forest. Yeats was greatly moved by the terrifying output. The shield-punch flow was just a joy. Feeling safe depends on Gray!
The deer-headed spirit couldn't take down Yeats for a while, so it split into two other clones and attacked Gray and Celine at the same time.
Its clone was shining with the patterns of ancient totems, making it easy to identify. Yeats called on everyone to attack the deer-headed spirit's body, forcing it to take back its clone.
This kind of ancient magic has high returns but also high consumption. The deer-headed spirit faced the attack of three five-rings at the same time and gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Clang!
Yeats' Blood King Spear penetrated the deer-headed spirit's body.
Boom!
The deer-headed spirit suddenly fell to the ground.
Yeats breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this mission was quite easy, but a sense of crisis suddenly surged behind him.
Looking back, the deer-headed spirit came back from the dead, took over the body of a human-faced tree spirit, and regained life again!
I saw the deer-headed spirit open its two withered arms, and thousands of crows surged out from around it. The crows formed a black storm, surrounding the deer-headed spirit and sweeping through the entire forest!
Spell · Storm of Crows!
Celine tried her best to support the protective spell, and the nervous message from Priest Fei sounded in her ears:
"This deer-headed spirit actually masters the magic of resurrection... The deer head must be crushed. The spirit of the tree, otherwise it will keep resurrecting!”
"But where exactly is the heart of the tree?" Xilin said solemnly.
“The most delicious part is the heart of the tree.” Yeats said abruptly.
Celine: "Huh?!"
Relying on the food knowledge in his mind, Yeats clearly understood where the heart of the tree was, and nodded:
"In short, Leave it to me!”
Before A Storm of Crows, Yeats's "Talent: Dance of the Tempest" made him highly concentrated. He drew his bow and drew an arrow, and the arrow condensed into a dazzling brilliance.
Combat Skill·Fire Sun Arrow!
Celine's pupils contracted.
The bright light arrow penetrated the storm of crows and accurately hit the deer-headed spirit two inches below the neck.
A trace of astonishment flashed across its empty pupils, and the dancing fire in its eye sockets gradually dimmed.
boom!
The fire swallowed up the deer-headed spirit.
Until she was convinced that there was no chance for the deer-headed spirit to resurrect, Celine was still a little absent-minded and stared blankly at Yeats' profile.
Yeats slowly put away his bow and arrows, nodded and said:
“Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!”
(End of this chapter)