Sworn allegiance

The Ivekat Great Forest is very calm, at least Wutiao has never seen any monsters in the daily activity area.

This woodland has undergone obvious man-made transformation, with a fence around it, and a defensive barrier built with magic that does not belong to the sacred power faction.The white mist was kept out of sight, and dark shadows were hidden in the forest—they often only appeared when they stared intently, stood silent for a moment, and then left without saying a word.

During the first days of living here, Xia You would leave the courtyard from time to time and go deep into the dense forest alone.Wujo didn't bother him, and only used six eyes to track the wizard when he crossed the barrier, and followed him all the way into the fog, until the magic was cut off by some unknown force in the middle of the forest.

"call--"

Being bounced again, Gojo stretched out and fell heavily on the straw-covered roof.He covered his eyes while exhaling, trying to relieve the stinging sensation of burning eyes with the coolness of the back of his hand.

The six eyes are the crystallization of pure divine power, and its core technology is derived from the peak magic skills of the old tyrant.This body named Gojo Satoru hardly resembled a human being, and it was specially built from head to toe to carry the divine power.

In addition to the ordinary human body tissues, he also has an extra set of "magic organs" that run through the whole body.As long as these biological structures are still functioning, Wutiao can withstand the divine power hundreds of times that of humans, and the affinity with the protoss is correspondingly higher.Even so, the extremely pure Six Eyes will still be rejected—this shows that Ivicat does indeed hide some secrets.

A dark cloud blocked the sun, Wujo took the opportunity to let go and jumped off the eaves.He landed easily with a gravitational spell, and walked to the small garden full of herbs to water the crops as usual.

It's not that he is kind-hearted, it's just that Xia You asked him to do so.

The soil conditions in Ivicat are quite different from those in the capital of Vogo. The medicinal herbs are soaked in the sacred power all day long, and the aura contained in the rhizomes has also been greatly enhanced.Wujo is happy to observe the growth of these "weeds and wildflowers", and plans to pull out a few as a reference before returning to the palace.

When pouring a row of fiery agaves, the kettle unexpectedly ran out of water.The five sticks supported the bottom edge and shook it upside down. After shaking it several times, only a few drops of liquid leaked out pitifully.

"Isn't it?" He was speechless immediately.What these precious herbal medicines need is not ordinary water sources, but medicinal liquids that wizards filter, brew, and purify alternately between several types of magic through special methods, which are simply impossible to obtain by ordinary means.

Wujo thought for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and tore off a leaf, which flew with his fingers.The slender leaf tip streaked across the air, and he cast a spell with his left hand, mobilizing the divine power to create a ball of water bubbles, covering the leaf precisely.

Everything was fine at first, seeing the water polo condensed with divine power get along well with the leaves, Wutiao almost thought that the usual exquisite tricks were all made up by summer oil—until the herbs rolled a few times and suddenly wilted without warning.

The blister lost its support, and smashed to pieces with a "shua".The soil was soaked with water marks, and a small piece of wet dark brown was blurred.

Five: "Okay, you are amazing."

He threw the kettle away, turned around and took out a ceramic narrow-mouth bottle from the storage shelf, and fastened it into his waist belt in twos and outs.Xia You often picks strange things near the stream closest to the living area, and you may be able to find him near that water source.

The knight didn't have a sword on his body, and the wizard never used a weapon; but Wujo just set out—over the fence, stepped cautiously into the dense forest step by step, and threw himself into the thickening white mist.

This move was a bit too spur of the moment, even though Wu Tiao could refute it with countless legitimate reasons.But when he really stepped into the land of Ivicat, he found the answer near the roaring heart: maybe he wanted to follow Xia You to take a look, but he didn't want to make fun of himself because of the alienated attitude of the other party. .

White mist emerged, the forest gradually became dull and hazy, and the thick green was covered with an ambiguous veil.Wujo closed his eyes and listened quietly, carefully distinguishing the [-] sounds wrapped in the air, and accurately captured the gurgling sound of the water.

He opened his eyes, corrected his route to the northwest, and walked into the depths of the fog on guard.

The air in Ivicat is sweet.How sweet is it?Probably the taste of macaron, strawberry snow top and cheese cream.Wujo didn't relax his vigilance, his fingertips were always surrounded by a faint light, ready to activate the divine power at any time.But this taste—every mouthful of air sucked into the intake pipe is so sweet that the nose almost loses the ability to distinguish smells, and it is completely wrapped in the warm breath like cotton candy.

In the quiet sweet fragrance, the stream came into view.

The danger factor near the water source is higher, and Wutiao doesn't plan to stay for a long time.Looking around for a week, he didn't see Xiayou, so he took the jar from his waist and reached into the stream to fill a pot full of water.The stream is icy cold, and the touch feels delicate when it flows through the skin, and the water quality is so clear that you can count the pores on your hands.

"It's almost there?" He muttered, "I hope that herb can learn from the white ants. Don't pick and choose all day long. It's good to have water to drink."

The bottle was full, Wutiao fastened his belt again, straightened up and patted the water off his hands.

The bushes rustled, and a few gusts of wind brushed past my ears.The next moment, Wujo, who seemed defenseless, immediately turned around and raised his hand, throwing two light blades in the air—the demon seed hidden in the weeds screamed and fell down, and the smell of blood slowly wafted away.

The sweet fragrance faded, and the halo of divine power lingered around the shoulders and arms.Wujo sank his center of gravity, guarding against the enemies that surrounded him from all directions.

"Waiting for me here?" Sighing, he pulled out the necklace he was wearing next to his body, pulled it hard, and pulled out the sun wheel crystal that was the main decoration.The holy power kept gushing out, the crystal was coated with golden light, and deformed from the inside out—the light finally condensed into a long sword, and ripples appeared in the passing air, as if cut by an overly dazzling blade.

The demons have different shapes, Wujo didn't intend to fight them.He didn't know how much Ive Kate had buffed these guys. The first thing to do was to rush back to Xia You's yard, at least there was an enchantment protection on that side.

The white mist was stained with floating dark gray, and the five retreated slowly, and the long sword blurred into a ball of flowing light.It can change shape according to the will of the master, on the contrary, if the concept of Wujo is not clear enough, the weapon cannot be formed.

This kind of sidearm uniformly distributed by the temple is the basic equipment for the knights to join the regiment. The powerful can often use the chaotic form of the mind weapon to create a favorable situation: the enemy will never be able to predict your next move.

The direction of the wind changed, and the turbid and ferocious monsters approached Wujo.There was a hoarse roar from the depths of their throats, like a blown bellows, and the noise spread out with the flowing air.No one launched an offensive, and Wujo retreated step by step, bypassing the trees according to the route he remembered, and returning to the outer edge of the forest.

—but he couldn't see the familiar scenery.

The air was distorted, and the entire forest fell into flawless paleness in an instant.Wujo suddenly held his breath, because he lost control of his breathing in that short second—the light spots poured into his mouth, strangling those damned airways, as if he wanted to squeeze his internal organs Lift it up and throw it under the cliff.

After a short period of dizziness, Gojo got down to earth again.The hand that strangled him was released, and the air rushed into his nostrils, instantly evacuating the remaining suffocation in his heart.

"Cough cough...what are you doing?" He coughed while holding his throat, the light group lacking the support of divine power turned back into the sun disk necklace again, and the sharp edges and corners cut the skin.The demons didn't seem to be chasing them anymore: they curled up outside the boundary line between the green land and the white sand, their bodies trembling, and the black mist-like demon energy continued to dissipate.

So Wujo raised his head and saw himself standing in the endless white sand.

The sand and gravel are incredibly delicate, and the sky and the fields are all pure white without any blemishes.The sand is half bright and half dark, because the sun is divided into two parts-one part is just shining on the place where Wujo is, and the other part is cut off by the towering tower.

The demons cowered in fear and worshiped the tall tower in the middle of the sand.

Wu Tiao was speechless for a while.It wasn't that he was so amazed by the sudden appearance of the tower that he was speechless, it was simply because the area close to the tower was filled with almost substantive sacred power.

If the amount of sacred power in the air exceeds the rated intake of the human body, most humans will directly fall into brain death; their physical structure determines this defect.But as a perfect container of divine power, Wujo Satoru never had similar troubles.Even though he was standing in front of this pure white tower, absorbing tens of thousands of magic power units with every breath, he only fell into short-term overload.

"Crack——"

The woods moved lightly behind him, Wujo woke up from his confusion, and turned around slowly.He saw the demons were shrouded in a black mist, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye; the bony outlines gradually dissipated, turning into dots of dark debris.

In the dense forest where the sun can't reach, the wizard pushed aside the bushes and walked out slowly.He is holding a wooden staff which is rare in his hand, the bright sapphire on the top is shining brightly, and there is a light similar to heaven and water swirling around.

Xia You came to Wutiao's side, a few leaves of grass were stained on the cloak, her black hair hung messily on her shoulders, and the ends of her hair were burnt by the sun, showing a light gold.That face was still cold, with a gentle expression like a piece of poor-quality paper pasted on the surface, which could curl up if you rub it with your hands.

"Are you all right?" the wizard asked, not approaching Wutiao, still standing in the last horns of darkness.Wujo put away the necklace, and the sun wheel returned to his chest again. He raised his hands towards Xia Youjie: "I don't know how long you looked at it, but it's all right."

Xia You looked at him for a while, then nodded, as if affirming this statement.He stood still, but Wutiao felt the message from the Six Eyes—the demons within a radius of two kilometers from Ivicat all disappeared. They deliberately hid their breath, buried in the grass and nests and shivered, as if they dared not Contact this black robe wizard.

As if his shadow was frightening enough, touching him was like touching a dead sea where the bloody storm was sealed.

"Where is this?" Wujo curled his lips and raised his finger to the tower that blocked half of the sky, "I was teleported here by some inexplicable reason. Could it be that you also set up a random teleportation array at the door of your house?"

The sun was setting to the west, Xia You looked at him, and then turned to the tower, something ignited and extinguished in his eyes, like a cluster of soot that lived and died.

"The Tower of Babel," he said, "this is the Tower of Babel."

Unexpected but reasonable answer.Gojo cast his eyes on the tower again, and said frivolously, "The Tower of Babel built by the three prophets 800 years ago - the tower that reaches the sky to repair the gap between the worlds and seal the protoss?"

"Yes." Xia You turned the staff in her hand, her voice lowered, "It's the Tower of Babel that was used to prevent the reunion of the celestial spheres."

They were speechless for a while, and they all looked up at the tall tower surrounded by golden light.

When the second confluence of the celestial and sphere occurred 600 years ago, the Tower of Babel had not been fully repaired, but the continent of Sid was almost destroyed by the demon god.At that time, the Archangel, one of the three sages, sacrificed the young and middle-aged men of the whole family to forcibly elevate his own realm, and fused with the Tower of Babel with the forbidden technique, which not only made the tower that consolidated the world's barriers stand firm, but also accelerated the process of repairing the cracks.

Even if this directly led to the disintegration of the ethnic alliance, the dissolution of the three sages, and the relocation of the energetic angel clan to the extreme north.

Gojo was stunned, and waved his hands in a lack of interest: "This is the reason for the high concentration of Ivicat's holy power? No wonder, with such an old angel sitting in charge, it's hard not to overflow the magic power."

There was no irony in his words.Although the angel family lives with humans in the Sid Continent, apart from the friendship of the three sages who formed an alliance for four centuries a thousand years ago, it is commendable that they have taught humans how to use divine power.

Anyway, everyone is dead, Wutiao muttered.The person who offered the sacrifice back then was not small-minded. In such a situation, he could sacrifice the lives of his clansmen for the lives of other clansmen. He was either an earth-shattering saint or a fool.

"No." Xia You opened his mouth abruptly, and Wutiao realized that he probably heard his own words.The wizard turned his face sideways, his eyes darkened, like stones falling through a swamp.

"He's not a saint or a fool, he's just too smart."

The fingers snapped crisply, Wutiao's eyes flashed, at first it was dim, and then suddenly brightened.He has left from the white sand, and his feet are stepping on the soft verdant courtyard—different from the feeling of vomiting when he went there, they only need to rub Xia Youjie's index finger and thumb, and they easily returned to the familiar tree house courtyard.

Wutiao asked: "Then what's the matter with you? The secret of the Ivicat Great Forest is the Tower of Babel, right? You settled down here, and you still run into the forest mysteriously all day long. What does it have to do with all this?" relation?"

He has gradually gotten used to the rhythm of Xia You's spellcasting.Even if he was suddenly transferred back to the courtyard, he could immediately adapt to a completely different environment of divine power.It was indeed reassuring to go home, but Wujo was more concerned about the wizard's reaction - the other party looked at him, the blackness in his eyes almost turned into streams and dripped down.

"A promise." Xia You said, "I have made many vows, one of which is to be the guardian of this forest and the Tower of Babel."

"Oh? According to you, the Ivicat Forest is also a product of sacrifices at least 600 years ago." Five raised eyebrows, showing a sly smile of "caught the fox's tail", "It's just a guess, although it's just a guess; you One of the three sages, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, the forest suddenly heaved and bumped as if it had been discounted.The wind was like a huge wave, the treetops were entangled and tangled together, the fallen leaves knocked down the flowers and plants, and the shrubs trembled; in such a short moment, the whole forest was full of wind and clouds, and there was even an angry thunder faintly heard from deep in the clouds.

Xia You stood in the middle of all the bad omens, his cloak was blown up by the strong wind.He couldn't look down on Wujo—the prince was half a head taller than him—but he possessed an aura that overwhelmed the Kilo Mountains, making Wujo think of the upper dark god or some invisible blood relatives.

"Why do you think so?" Xia You was very calm, at least he couldn't hear anything strange in his tone, "The Three Sages is the folklore of the first confluence of the earth and the earth thousands of years ago. Even if it is used as a reference by official history, it should not be widely spread. .”

It's hard not to associate the strangeness of the forest with wizards.Wu Tiao looked at the stormy posture, and for the first time felt that Xia You was an old man: "You really don't know? The Three Sages are not some unofficial history - but a three-year-old child born in Sid continent can practice nursery rhymes well. Backwards like a stream."

Although only two of the three "sages who saved the world" have been recorded in detail, they also support the five conjectures from the side.

He flicked away the leaves that brushed his face like a fly, and said: "The three heroes who rescued the mainland from chaos thousands of years ago, signed the covenant, and built the Tower of Babel are called the "Three Wise Men" by later generations. '. Francis Vaughan of the Terrans, the unnamed Angelic Patriarch, and the last unknown whose records are so scarce that he has almost vanished."

"The old tyrant has lived as a human being for nearly 1000 years, and he has long since become a strange kind of alien. No wonder people call him a tyrant." Wujo spread his hands indifferently, "As for the Archangel, just like you said Yes, it merged with the Tower of Babel 600 years ago and is no longer alive.”

He was keenly aware of Xia You's violent mood swings in an instant.The only sage who has passed away recently is the old emperor Wo Ge, and Xia You also said before that protecting himself is to "fulfill the agreement"-could it be true that you guessed it right?

Wutiao didn't stop, and continued: "Up to now, there is only the last mysterious person left among the three sages. Human beings don't know his true form, and his name has never been recorded. If I hadn't read more books than historians, But it may not be possible to collect the fragments of folk anecdotes."

"There are mentions of 'black hair and black eyes', 'dark night' and 'crystal staff' in various records, all of which match your characteristics. Of course, you can say that this is a fixed outfit that every wizard has, but Witch hunting has been around for more than 300 years, and I don't think anyone who is not afraid of death would walk around in such a ostentatious way."

After finishing speaking in one breath, Wujo deliberately turned around and walked into the garden where the medicinal herbs were planted, and put the little water bottle back on the storage rack.He gave the wizard "intimate" room to justify himself, and waited for Xia You to answer.

The wind howled, and when the next ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, the big forest regained its calm.

Xia You waved away the staff, and looked at Wutiao across the flower stand and vines.Wujo suddenly had goosebumps all over his body: he had never seen this kind of eyes before, like a sharp sword hanging from the top, and like starlight accumulated in a dark river for thousands of years.

The prince didn't understand, because although he knew how to hate, he had never seen love.