Chapter 300 The Trial of the Poet, Lyre
After comprehending this new spell, Yeats had an additional realization in his mind:
“Human beings in the old era feared the shadow of the spirit and worshiped The brilliance of the blazing sun, building boulders and surveying the sun's orbit, there is nothing foreign under the brilliance."
"Thor's Flash" is a legendary spell originating from the Sun God, and it has thousands of connections with Stonehenge. Inextricably linked.
Judging from this spell introduction in my mind, this "Legendary Flash" can not only cause dazzling, but also has a very good restraint effect on mental spells.
Yeats put the Silver Sword back into its scabbard and nodded with satisfaction.
"The Sword Master's flash technique is enough!"
The body of the blazing sun standing in the wilderness seemed to have stopped rioting and was as still as a golden giant statue.
Megan sighed secretly.
Thanks to Yeats's blessing of being incompatible with the "fire of divine punishment", he was able to survive the crisis safely!
She approached Yeats who had turned back from the original route, looked at him carefully, confirmed that Yeats was not injured, and immediately said with concern:
"I just noticed that a ray of divinity fell into your body, Yeats, it's okay. Right?"
"I'm fine, Teacher Megan." Yeats explained:
"That's just a spell taught to me by the God of the Sun, called "Thor's." flash". "
Megan was slightly startled, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and said slowly:
"I have read about this spell in ancient books... There was a professional path in the old era called [Sun Knight], serving the blazing sun and following the brilliance."
"And only the most dazzling knight is like the sun. , it is possible to master this legendary spell." Megan paused for a moment and said with emotion:
"Ye. Zhi, your ability to comprehend this legendary spell is really the biggest gain of our trip!"
As the chosen one of the Magic Gods, Yeats is a figure of great concern to the Mage Guild. His growth in strength is of great significance to the Mage Guild! It was a good thing, and Meghan was Yeats's teacher. She was sincerely happy for Yeats.
Yeats smiled slightly and said: "Teacher, we'd better leave this area as soon as possible."
Megan nodded and said: "I have found the exit of this Fierce Sun Realm... You two come with me!"
After all, Fierce Sun Divine Body is not a real sanctuary; There are also loopholes in Meghan's eyes. Soon, the three of them came to the edge of the field.
Yeats glanced back at the body of the blazing sun, and found that the body of the blazing sun was actually looking at him. Those blazing white eyes like stars were burning with fire, and the chin made of rock opened and closed. A deafening buzz echoed in Yeats' soul realm.
"The king's descendants...as long as there is no shadow in their hearts, they will look directly at the scorching sun..."
The prophecy of the blazing sun body gradually became lower and lower, and finally disappeared.
Yeats and the others had left the realm of the blazing sun and returned to the material world. Looking back in the direction of Stonehenge, they found that the firelight shining on the boulders had been extinguished, and the figure of the blazing sun body had also disappeared.
His words still echo in Yeats's ears.
Yeats thought secretly: "Who is the king in the mouth of the sun god?"
It can't be the king of the wild hunt. The king of the wild hunt is not as good as the sun. god.
Yeats speculated that the "King" referred to by the God of the Sun should be the "God of Light" in the mythology of the old era.
It is said that the God of Light is expected to become the King of the Gods.
Even the Sun God and the Moon God need to rely on the God of Light to release their brilliance.
"The God of the Fierce Sun must have noticed the light divinity in me, so he called me the king's descendant..." Yeats frowned slightly and said to himself, "It's just that the God of the Sun in the old era is How did he fall, and what does the second half of his sentence mean? "
Yeats glanced at the majestic Stonehenge and felt that the breath of the blazing sun body was gradually disappearing, but he was still sleeping in this huge stone formation. The inside of the magic circle.
"The remains of the Sun God left at Stonehenge may be of use to me in the future..." Yeats thought to himself.
Closing his eyes, Yeats examined the tree of life in the realm of the soul, and found that the malaise of the mistletoe had been alleviated, and the emerald green branches and leaves were surging with golden light like the sun.
Currently, the Sword of Silver can consume the divinity of the sun and launch a six-ring level offensive.
The power is definitely not comparable to the "True Name Liberation" that consumes the light divinity and is enough to cause damage to the sanctuary level, but it is also a major gain from this trip.
At sunset, the afterglow dyes the Sol Plain with a layer of orange.
“The lich has been eliminated, Yeats, your performance is indispensable.”
Megan frowned and said: "It's just that I didn't expect...that the lich was tricked so early."
"You said before that brimstone fire was the trick of Uriel, the Flame of God. There is probably a shadow of the Holy See behind the lich," Yeats pondered, "But, why did the Flame of God attack the body of the blazing sun?" Megan sighed and said, "Uriel is regarded as such within the Holy See. As a symbol of the sun, if the body of the blazing sun is plundered by him, the power of the Holy See will increase greatly."
"In short, I want to return. Rune Island, report this matter to the Seventh Council, Yeats."
Megan said peacefully: "As for the reward given to you...your magic pet is good at the arcane genre, a five-ring spell. I believe the learning scroll for Arcane Meteor will be very suitable.”
Arcane Meteor is originally a high-level spell that Yeats planned for Snow Owl to master. It is an upgraded version of Arcane Missile.
Given the Snow Owl's arcane talent... when it casts this spell, it might have to be described as a 'meteor shower'.
“Thank you, teacher!” Yeats smiled.
“I should thank you.” Megan chuckled, “There are still vacancies for masters specializing in ancient magic in the Mage Guild. If you put more effort into cultivating the snow owl, it may be in the future. You can also become a member of the Seven Members of the Mages Guild.”
There are more than seven Seven Members, just like there are more than four Four Heavenly Kings.
Since most mages are weird-tempered guys and there are very few people who are willing to take charge of things, the seats of the Seven Councils change very frequently, and those who are qualified to become a seat of the Seven Councils are without exception those who have reached the pinnacle of a certain magic field.
Yeats glanced at the owl on his shoulder and thought that with Gray and Snow Owl, the pair of sleeping dragons and phoenixes, even if the Seraph Uriel invaded the material realm, he would definitely be defeated!
At the same moment, Diamond stayed on the top of Yeats's Tree of Life in his spiritual form, listening to the news about Uriel, unconsciously grinning with an expectant smile.
“I knew it would be fun to follow Yeats!”
*
In November, the city of Lundu was shrouded in cold mist.
The bonfire burned warmly in the fireplace, and Yeats and Gray were playing King's chess in the hall.
Snowy Owl stood on the desk, wearing a monocle, with a spell scroll of [Arcane Meteor] in front of him. He nodded while reading it, and took a sip of the hot black tea next to him from time to time. He looked quite old. Academic temperament.
"Master, we have a visitor." Phokas opened the door and walked in, saying, "It is Hebe, the priest of the Youth Sect."
Yeats was slightly startled.
Yeats had not seen Hebe for a month since the Duke's coronation. After inquiring, he learned that Hebe had returned to the Temple of Youth in the western capital of the empire.
Yeats originally wanted to ask Hebe about the promotion ceremony of the Five-ring Bard, so he nodded and said:
"Invite her in quickly."
Weared by the blind priestess Wearing a silver eye mask and a white cloth robe, he elegantly saluted Yeats. After sitting down, he said softly:
"Your Excellency, the reason for this interruption is because I received a prophecy from the temple. ”
Yeats's heart moved and he asked: "What is the specific content?"
"On the Gulf of Collins, south of the Golden Lion, there is Mount Julier, where there is a trial left by the God of Light... ..." Hebe said softly, "The content of the trial will be related to his musical ability."
"This trial can also help you to be promoted as a bard." Hebe said:
"If you are willing to go, I will go with you as your guide and guide."
"I want to go together too!" Gray said.
Yeats rubbed his chin.
The Messenger God once created an instrument as famous as Pan's Flute, called the Lyre.
Later, the God of Messengers gave this [lyre] to the God of Light. The status of the Lyre went further, growing from an epic level to a legendary artifact, symbolizing the musical authority of the God of Light.
The location and plot mentioned by Hebe seemed familiar to Yeats. In the game, Yeats had experienced the exact same trial and knew the way to pass the level.
One of the trials requires the performer to make the water nymphs and mountain spirits who serve as the audience shed tears during the performance.
Improving the bard's career was already in Yeats's plan, not to mention the prospect of obtaining another legendary instrument.
Yeats nodded and said: "Thank you, the priest, for leading the way!"
(End of this chapter)