Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 140 Prophecy Song
[Bright Barrier], a seven-ring magic that is quite effective against undead creatures.

Within the light barrier, all the undead death energy in the air will be transformed into light elements, so that undead creatures can only rely on their own undead death energy to move.

The dead energy of the undead is the cornerstone of the undead, which means that in the light barrier, the undead creatures' ability to move will be greatly weakened, and any action will consume their own bodies. Even the highest-level bone dragons and ghost dragons cannot stay in the light barrier for a long time.

Dean Hank looked at the coffins shrouded in the light barrier with a slightly solemn expression.

Although his attainments in light magic were not top-notch, they were definitely not bad. However, under the cover of his light barrier, the strange movements of the two coffins did not stop.

The deep red blood continued to seep out from the cracks in the coffin, gradually contaminating the surrounding soil. The rich blood color fermented and spread in the soil, turning the white light into blood light, confronting the light barrier head-on!
"Hmm? What kind of ferocious undead are locked in these coffins? How can they be revived despite the light barrier?" Dean Hank grabbed his magic book and said with concentration: "It seems that my magic power is not strong enough. Let me add two more spells."

At this moment, the sharp-eyed Old Togepi of the Earth Eye focused his attention on the coffin and noticed that something was wrong with it.

He grabbed Dean Hank who was about to cast a spell and said anxiously, "Wait a minute! Dean, there's something wrong with the pattern on the coffin!
Of the patterns that make up the Mechanical Moon, part is real and part is fake. If you put aside the fake patterns and only look at the real ones, it is a transformation array!"

"What?" Hank immediately stopped what he was doing, observed carefully, and his face quickly darkened: "Oh no, we've fallen into a trap! That's the light transformation magic pattern, which can reverse the light element into the death energy of the undead and inject it into the coffin.

My light barrier transformed the dead air in the surrounding air into light elements, which were then absorbed by the coffin's array, accelerating the revival of the undead inside.

The other party had already expected that we would use light magic to deal with the coffin. This is a trap. It is easy to deploy the light barrier, but difficult to put it away. We can only watch the undead creatures inside wake up. "

"Ah! Cunning necromancer. I knew that this bloody disaster was related to their Island of the Dead."

The Eye of the Earth cursed, then stood up and gave orders loudly: "All mages below the fourth ring must leave the battlefield, sound the war alarm, and disperse the civilians in the southern suburbs. Request the army to join the battlefield.

I know the style of the necromancers very well. Since they have started, they cannot have prepared only one place. They must have spread everywhere. Unlike the Holy See, those skeletons do not care about the lives of civilians. In order to achieve their goals, they have no bottom line.

Mages above the fourth ring prepare the Undead Slayer and Light Order, and bless themselves with anti-undead shields, ready to support Hank Legend. "

"Yes! Come on, everyone in our team, follow me and go to the police station to find the guard mage for support."

"Magic amplification ready."

"The South Suburbs gate is about to close. The entire South Suburbs is about to enter a state of war."

"Glorious light, please protect my body and soul from the invasion of death and ghosts..."

The well-trained guard mages and Star-Moon Society mages quickly acted according to the orders of the Eye of the Earth. In the blink of an eye, the team of a hundred people around the cemetery was reduced to only a dozen people.

Hank looked at the resurrecting coffin with a serious expression, and one possession spell after another kept lighting up on his body.

[Courage Shelter], [Mind Shield], [Immortality], [Deep Spirit]...

With the blessing of many possessed magics, a faint magical fluorescence appeared on Dean Hank's body.

The Eye of the Earth looked at Dean Hank with envy and his eyes became sore.

Only a brilliant all-round wizard like Hank could cast so many possession magics on himself before a war. For a master of earth magic who is partial to one of his specialties, it would be enough for him to cast a Hercules Shield, a Body Shield and a Body Stoneskin.

The Eye of the Earth had no doubt that with the help of these possession magics, Dean Hank would even be able to tear a dragon apart with his bare hands.

The Eye of the Earth cast a total of three possession spells on himself, and Hank cast at least sixty on himself.

Old Pokoby looked at the little bit of khaki light on his body, then looked at the colorful light on Dean Hank's body, and felt himself very stupid.

"call……"

Dean Hank finally finished his work, stopped what he was doing, turned around and asked with a frown:

"My friend, which force on the Island of the Dead Souls do you think will take action this time?"

“Life is impermanent, filled with chaos, filth, and pain. Death brings peace, order, and eternal beauty.

Aren't the people who are hostile to us now the most fanatical and blind people?"

"The Blind Brotherhood?" Hank shook his head. "I don't think so. From the Flesh and Blood Disaster to now, everything can be said to be caused by me.

From the time I was assassinated by the dark elf to the appearance of the coffin now, I have always felt that there is a force secretly pushing and managing all of this.

I kept searching, investigating openly and secretly, but I could never find any clues. The other party did it perfectly.

This doesn't seem like something the Blind Brotherhood, known for their brutal methods of destruction and death, would do. Instead, it seems like something the White Weaver would do.

They love to plot long-term conspiracies, just like a spider weaving a web, which looks chaotic but is actually well-organized. When the conspiracy is launched, the insects trapped in the spider web will struggle in vain, and will only be wrapped tighter and tighter by more and more spider webs. I now feel the powerlessness of being caught in the conspiracy. "

The Blind Brotherhood and the White Weavers are both necromancer organizations on the Island of the Dead.

The biggest difference between the two organizations is that the Blind Brotherhood was founded and passed down by the earliest necromancers, and has a long history. The core purpose of the organization is to embrace death.

There are two doctrines of considerable antiquity circulating in the Blind Brotherhood.

One passage is "Life is impermanent, full of chaos, filth and pain. Death means tranquility, order and eternal beauty."

Another passage is "The eyes of life can only see falsehood, only the blindness of death can see the door to the truth."

To this day, no one can explain the true meaning of these two doctrines.

The Six Classics explain me, and I explain the Six Classics.

Throughout the long history, each leader of the Blind Brotherhood has his own interpretation of these two pieces of education, which has led to the division of the Blind Brotherhood into many extremely complex factions.

The members of the Blind Brotherhood all believe in the Lord of the Underworld in the void. They believe that there is a real god of death hanging in the sky, controlling the death of living beings. The home of the god of death is the underworld. The god of death is the lord of the underworld.

It was just that for some reason, the underworld was closed, and all the creatures in the Yasha world became wandering ghosts with no place to stay after death. Therefore, the core doctrine of the Blind Brotherhood is to try to open up the passage between the Yasha world and the underworld, so that all the dead creatures can have a place to return to.

By now, more than 30% of the members of the Blind Brotherhood were mages who defected from the Silver City. The magic of the undead that could bring immortality had its own charm, which always made mages degenerate.

A large number of the Undead Mages who converted to the Blind Brotherhood were those who could not make it in the Silver City-State. They naturally had a very high degree of hatred towards the Silver City-State and had carried out many conspiracies against it.

The White Weaver is an organization that is completely different from the Blind Brotherhood.

They do not believe in the Lord of the Underworld, but in another god who is in charge of death - the Third Moon, a blood moon that represents the old woman, death, destruction and the past.

They believe that Yasha, the god of creation who created everything in the world, is sleeping in these three moons. They are all Yasha's watchers, and they need to quietly wait for Yasha to wake up from his sleep. Before Yasha wakes up, they have to help the god of creation guard his home.

The enemy of the White Weavers is not the Silver City-State, but the Holy See. More than 90% of the members of the White Weavers are defectors from the Holy See.

Although the members of the White Weavers and the Blind Brotherhood are all necromancers, their beliefs are completely different and they often compete with each other for believers, so there is also open and covert competition among them.

There is a saying that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. The Silver City-State is in a hostile relationship with the Holy See and the Blind Brotherhood, so it is natural that it has a very good relationship with the White Weaver.

The White Weaver's necromancer representatives are also among the very few undead who can enter Rainbow City.

Of course, due to the living's natural aversion to the undead and the Silver City's rejection of necromancers, the collaboration between some high-ranking officials of the Silver City and the White Weavers was done in secret and was never announced to the public, and was only known to a few high-ranking officials.

This makes perfect sense. Put a skeleton on the ground, and few living people can tell whether it is a White Weaver or a Blind Brotherhood, so just beat them all to death with a stick.

Coincidentally, the Eye of the Earth and Dean Hank are both high-level people who know this news.

"The White Weavers? If it's them, we'll be in trouble. They may not be as fanatical as the Blind Ones, but they have more faith.

I went to the Island of the Dead once when I was young and saw them with my own eyes.

The White Weavers live a very austere life. They hate any kind of joy or celebration. Everyone speaks in a low voice and does things slowly. There is no change in the streets at any time of day or night. Everyone works quietly and then returns to their childless society.

I refer to these groups as their “homes” for lack of a better term.

The White Weavers spend their birthdays in seclusion, celebrating alone, praying alone, and sleeping alone.

Even games are not allowed, because they will distract them from the great cause. They are a group of extremely terrifying faith machines. Although they look cold, they are more fanatical than the Blind Brotherhood and even the Holy See.

If all this is really a conspiracy that even you can't see clearly, then I'm afraid only they can weave this conspiracy and design it so perfectly.

If these coffins were really arranged by them, and they chose to launch their conspiracy in front of us, it means that their conspiracy has been accomplished. Whether we stop it or not, it will be useless. "

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm worried about. I prefer fighting the Blind Brotherhood to the White Weaver. At least I'm familiar with them." Dean Hank sighed, his eyes solemn.

At this moment, suddenly, a coffin trembled. Then, a sharp and piercing voice came from the coffin. The voice was like a chant, with a melodious and graceful tune, chanting a ballad with clear pronunciation!
“The sacred fortress will stand for ten centuries.

The Wall of Souls is surrounded by a Wall of Fire.

The horned lords will bow their heads,

To the dark king who has not yet been born.

A hundred years of blood and conflict came to an end.

The moon will fade, and no one knows why,
Finally found a place to rest.

By the seventh dragon that once flew high.

The last daughter who abandoned her inheritance

Will guide them into a new history

Beneath the tomb, the prophecy was raised,

The final battle against an ancient enemy!"

"What do you mean?" Before Dean Hank could react, the same sound came from all the coffins.

The arias broke through the protection of the light barrier, soared into the sky, and spread throughout the entire travel city.

The vendors who were hawking their wares put down their merchandise, the students holding books stared blankly into the sky, and the guards listened attentively, not even noticing that the spears in their hands were about to fall.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Xingge stood in the office, looking at the picture on the magic screen, gritting his teeth.

She knew that she had been tricked. No matter what message the song was trying to convey or what it represented, when the song sounded over the Travel City, the enemy had already achieved their goal, and she had no idea who the enemy was.

The dark elf who was rushing to Xingge's room stopped, hid in the shadow of the corner, and looked around cautiously, trying to find the source of the sound, but found nothing.

Sheng Chui and Shi Ensheng stood up from their seats at the same time and looked at each other, both of them with grim faces.

In her bedroom, Qiao Maili, who had just let her hair down and looked a little girlish, bit her lip as she listened to the voice in the sky, with helplessness in her eyes. "It's just as the adults said, they don't keep their word. It's really troublesome, I have to deal with it myself."

At the same time, in the banquet hall, Richard slowly woke up on the fair and plump thighs of the girl.

He listened to the ballad in his ears, pretending to be drunk, and repeated softly: "Beneath the tomb, the prophecy set off the final war with the ancient enemy.

Although I didn't understand it, it sounded good.

Beautiful! Which little girl is singing this? Enjoy! Another one. One for each of you! "

(End of this chapter)