There are difficulties in implementing the plan. For example, she has not yet figured out how to disguise the city in the sky, and the Blood Butcher is not trustworthy in her opinion - she always feels that the mysterious path is not the right one.
Ya Lian still felt sorry for her, knowing that she stayed in the study all day long to study the secret book, so she poured her some hot water to drink and took the initiative to go over to her to massage her shoulders.
She also supported what Eric said, that the secret book might contain more secrets about Imaar, and the biggest secret involved the original origin of this oath-guard family.
There was a commotion outside.
Eric looked up, and Yalian took the initiative to inform her: "It should be the believers of the Horned Throne who are holding an event."
"It's come to this point..." Eric shook his head, feeling very emotional.
This Horned Throne is a mysterious overlord that has only appeared in recent years. All practitioners who follow the mysterious path can feel its power and existence.
Eric doesn't believe in these things. She thinks this must be a new trick of the Church of the Mother of Savior. The purpose is naturally to win over those who don't believe in the blood of salvation.
There are always fools in this world who think they have avoided one pit but end up falling into another pit - they don't know that both pits were dug by the same person.
"Any idea?" asked Yalian.
She paused because this time Eric didn't shake his head immediately.
"I may have found a new way." Eric's voice was very faint.
"I'm not sure... whether this is... well, a new system... Mainly because I looked up a lot of past information and found that many cities, walls, and houses, these so-called secret techniques, actually have something in common."
She began to explain the principle to her wife in detail, and concluded: "It's like there is a special system or classification. I would like to call this type of spellcaster 'blood magician'."
"No one has ever noticed it before?"
"I think there are, but no one has had time to summarize them."
Eric frowned, "This is not an invention, but a restoration... Blood mages should have existed for a long time. Their history is very long, even longer than the mystery! I just don't know why there is no complete inheritance, and now it has been divided into the secret arts of various tribes."
"You want to unite them?"
Yalian understood her thoughts too well and guessed it without her having to say anything.
“Integrating them is not the point.”
Eric looked out the window.
"The key is the big clan that controls these secret techniques."
"Those people, they are what I value..."
"..."
If possible, Hitzfeld would not hesitate to give applause to the two men.
I gained so much... the ancient history of Aisha Continent, information about Oujin City, the possibility of chromosomes, and the origin of blood mages that subverted reality.
But she didn't clap, and not just because she couldn't.
Also because she saw that in a corner of the study, a black fog was spreading wildly.
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Two waves of 5k chapters, a total of words were achieved.
Before I know it, the college entrance examination is coming up again... I know there is a high probability that I won’t be able to see it, but I still wish all the readers who are taking the exam all the best.
Chapter 138: Double Heart Review
Xia Yibing felt her consciousness sinking.
This was a very familiar feeling... She finally let Madeline pick out some suitable bones, but a small accident happened in the middle - inexplicably, there was a bone that particularly attracted her, and when she came to her senses, the last thing she saw was herself putting her hand on that thing.
Then the world spun around, as if it was a fantasy, a projection of the past, which pulled her in with a sense of familiarity and a heart-wrenching sadness.
Where is this place?
After regaining her sight, she quickly scanned her surroundings.
There was an endless expanse of scorched earth beneath her feet. The black soil was proof that it was not fertile. She seemed to be able to smell the strong fishy odor that transcended time and space from her nostrils.
is blood.
The reason they are black is that they are stained with blood.
The shaking perspective made her realize that she should be living in a certain body at the moment, presumably the owner of the bones. She was possessed by this "hero" to experience this past history.
"Hu...Hu..." Her breathing was heavy and she did not move very fast. After running eleven or twelve steps, she simply fell to the ground. Xia Yibing could hear a slight sound of bones breaking coming from this body.
Fortunately, she was just conscious and didn't feel any pain.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of them. The person she possessed looked up and saw the other person squatting down and thrusting a huge sword.
"Ugh...!" The suppressed screams and body shaking told Xia Yibing that the vehicle she possessed was pierced by this blow - the sword blade went straight through her spine and nailed her to the ground.
"Still running?" The shadow sneered, "I really admire you, Eric Imaer... It's okay that you restored the calamity profession of the Bleeding Mage, but you actually relied on the power of integrating those rubbish to fight all the way to the Sea King City. You are a figure in exchange for Ou Jin."
Emaar? He said Emaar???
Xia Yibing's mind suddenly changed drastically. She changed from her original slightly watching-the-show mentality to a serious one. All her attention was focused on the confrontation here, and she no longer collected any information from the outside world.
Damn it... Could this Eric-Imael be my ancestor? Then the one who nailed her to death with a sword must be my ancestor's enemy.
He said that Eric-Imael restored the blood mages... Wasn't the blood mages created by Sina?
Oh yeah… I’ve seen clips of Zachariah, the Queen of the Mimics… Blood Mages… Blood Races… Blood of Salvation… These should be the local forces that were forced to be tapped when facing the Outer Gods, and the towering blood tree that was awakened by her…
Strictly speaking, no one is the inventor of the blood race. This power has been dormant in time, but because Namiia has always had its own consciousness, if the sea of time is regarded as the memory of the world, then what the Latadians did was just to deploy the power of the blood race from this memory...
Xia Yibing thought of a lot of things in an instant, and her expression was a little complicated.
Because she is also a Latadian. She also possesses the power of the blood race.
I don’t understand whether this is a good thing or not, but as long as you are a normal person, you probably don’t want to be too different from other normal people in certain traits.
"Giant Sword... You are Rod Hughes's man..." The woman on the ground was struggling to survive.
The sound of her voice was also unsettling, too much like Xia Yibing's own. She even had a vague illusion that she was watching an opera that she had performed in the past, except that she had no recollection of it now.
"Yes, you can call me Lyman Rodhuys." The man was obviously very idle. After letting go of the hilt of the sword, he dragged a few corpses from the side, sat on them, and took out a cigarette from his pocket.
That was not an ordinary cigarette. The tobacco rolled up from leaves was squirming inside it, and when it was lit it emitted faint screams.
But Lyman Rodhuis remained unmoved. He lit the cigarette, inhaled one-third of it in one breath, and exhaled with great enjoyment.
"You know, Eric, I've heard them tell you about your deeds."
"We didn't need to do this - Klebatorar did invite you in the beginning. You should know that not all knight families are their direct descendants. You had the opportunity to sit in that position with us, but it was your father who abandoned us."
"My father's decision is... correct..."
"Perhaps, but we cannot ignore the great reputation of the Oath Guard family. In the past history, you were also called 'Judge', the one who took over the punishment. We cannot ignore that possibility, so you must disappear."
"Heh... why are you suddenly thinking... about this nonsense..."
"Tell me what you know, Eric." The shadow came closer. "Tell me the secret of the blood mage, tell me how you discovered the rules, and whether the Oathkeeper family can really mobilize the power of blood as the legend says."
"I won't...tell you..."
"Don't be like this. You will definitely not survive. I can't let you go, but what about those relatives and children you created? They are still fleeing."
"You're dreaming...!!!"
Ignoring the slightly changed expression of the visitor, Xia Yibing felt that this body was restraining the pain and raising its body higher.
She was crazy... Was she trying to pull herself free from the hilt?
Of course, this was impossible. This action was forced to stop halfway through, but "Eric Imaar" did not seem to intend to do such a thing. She just stared at the surprised man in front of her with a raised perspective, and continued with a certain pleasure: "I already... know your secret..."
"What are you talking about?" the man frowned.
"'Star...Lighthouse'..."
Xia Yibing saw the man's face change drastically.
"How did you-"
"I killed Aland... and copied the remaining information in his brain... Hehehe... I saw a person in it who couldn't possibly appear in reality... That was Diat... One of the Nine Knights... Kleba Tolar... The former leader..."
"It was just a corpse." She told the truth word by word, "The evil god contaminated his corpse... What appeared there... were the walking dead... It was he who called the meeting... and it was he who wanted to... get rid of Imaar..."
"How much do you know?" The man really couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and looked around. He was relieved when he was sure that there were only piles of corpses on the battlefield. Then he frowned and questioned the prisoner.
"It's useless..." The woman on the ground stared at him and laughed, "I know... they... also know... that your plan is doomed to fail... Oujin City... will return to its original owner..."
"Enough!" The man kicked over, and Xia Yibing heard the sound of a broken neck.
She is dead.
But the flashback did not end there. Before being pulled into deeper darkness, she vaguely heard Lyman Rodhus talking to himself.
"They actually know about the 'lighthouse'?"
"Ha... that old guy must be having a headache..."
All images and sounds were drowned in darkness, and Xia Yibing felt her consciousness continuing to sink.
This bone is indeed very different from those encountered in the past.
Soon, the outside scene became clear again, and she found herself standing in a blood-stained room with a pile of corpses lying on the ground.
The main perspective...if I'm not mistaken, it should still be "Eric Imaar".
So it's backwards?
First comes death, then the stories before death.
Oh, this bone is quite innovative...
"How do you feel?" A hurried voice suddenly broke into the room. Xia Yibing changed her perspective and saw a beautiful woman with long, bright orange hair.
She was definitely not the most beautiful person I had ever seen, but she had a sharp and flexible temperament. Coupled with her unique hair color, even if she was only wearing the most ordinary leather armor, she looked like a flaming tulip blooming in the mud, and her whole body seemed to be glowing.
Oh...she was holding a baby in her arms...
Not sure if common sense was affected by her relationship with Hitzfeld, but Xia Yibing felt uncomfortable at this moment.
She always felt that this new orange-haired woman was born to be a couple with "Eric Imaar".
But the woman was holding a child in her arms... Alas, it turned out that some things were just her excessive imagination.
"Did our children cry?"
The frivolous tone, with a hint of teasing, actually came from the carrier.
Ok?
Xia Yibing was unable to react for a moment, and stared in amazement as the woman came over and handed the child to Eric, rocking him gently.
"This is the eighth one... I should have two more in my belly..." the woman muttered, her tone seemed to be filled with shame, "You are really fertile... You are almost as fertile as a beast."
"This shows that we are naturally compatible." Eric said with a smile, "Have you heard of it? It is actually the blood species that determines whether reproduction is successful. The blood species can judge whether two people are suitable for each other. That's why you don't see many deformed children even in those lowly corners."
"What do you want to say?"
"I would say that the blood species may think that we are 'particularly suitable', so the efficiency of our blood species combining is extremely high - if what you said is true, I am a breeder, then you are the corresponding breeder mother."
The woman clenched her fist and was about to hit her. Xia Yibing watched with amusement from the side.
It reminded her of her time with Hitzfeld.
Because Aisuen always likes to act pretentious, well... the more pretentious she is, the more this side wants to tease her, stimulate her, and force her to let go of her airs. Every time she succeeds, she always comes to this side with clenched fists to settle the score.
The relationship is really good...
Looking at the "couple" with some joy, Xia Yibing gradually stopped laughing.
“…” It suddenly occurred to her that this was a flashback.
Eric will die later.
"Okay, stop it!" Reaching out and grabbing his wife's arm, Eric hugged her and the child in his arms, "How about the troop mobilization? You know, we can't stay here forever..."
"I know you're going to attack Neptune City, so I told them that they can only rest for a while before setting off."
"That's great, Alian..." Eric kissed the woman, "They all say that I am the most outstanding commander, but no one knows that you were the one commanding those battles..."
"Really? This army and the Imaar family can do without me now, but they can't do without you. You are the core of everyone's reunion..."
The two hugged each other tenderly for a while, during which time Eric described his discovery.
"There is indeed a conspiracy," she said softly.
