Chapter 328: A Frightened Bird
Ilya huddled in the corner of the basement, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to the heartbeat in the venue.
He heard no extra heartbeats, but he didn't dare to conclude from that that there were no ratmen lurking around.
The concealment of Clan Eshin is not invisibility in the physical sense.
The sound of blood flowing in the veins is as pleasant as the sound of nature, as if a graceful woman is extending an invitation to an inexperienced boy, or as if delicious delicacies are showing diners the supreme enjoyment on their tongues.
Elijah swallowed hard, a chill running through his soul from the physical pleasure and desire.
He was very glad that the "Patrol" who might discover his ugly appearance had not yet returned from the north, the "Son of the Bear" was dealing with the powerful in the court, and the "Inspector" was far away at the pass of the mountains on the edge of the world, and none of them attended this impromptu gathering.
"Black Sword" Elijah opened his eyes guiltily, but happened to meet the gaze of "One-Eye" who was sitting at an angle opposite to him.
The ghost mask concealed Davis's other empty eye. There was no emotion in the witch hunter's only remaining eye. His lifeless gaze penetrated the candlesticks on the open space in the midfield and fixed on the uneven stone wall.
Elijah didn't know what Davis was observing, he thought Davis was just in a daze.
When the single eye behind the mask suddenly became sharp, even the battle-hardened Ilia was almost frightened.
Perhaps the witch hunter discovered something, but he did not speak out to interrupt the ongoing communication in the meeting.
He simply changed his posture and direction, and continued to look at the wall with that empty and creepy gaze.
The old members were imparting their experience to the newcomers who had only been there for a year or two, but Ilya had no interest in joining in.
He used to be enthusiastic, but when his companions disappeared one after another and even the gentleman who guided him died suddenly one day for no apparent reason, he lost his enthusiasm.
No matter which country they were citizens of before, no matter how outstanding their abilities were, they are useless in this damn place.
Perhaps there will be a few fewer members at the next gathering, and this kind of fearful life will continue for decades, and eventually, like the "Light of Doom", the "Defenders of Ursun" will suddenly perish one day.
Afterwards, new foreign visitors will discover the traces they left behind, and a new cycle will begin in the deserted secret room.
It is said that this was not the case a thousand years ago. The manuscript shared with them by "The Light of Doomsday" recorded the organization of foreigners a thousand years ago.
Back then, the danger came more from the obvious Greenskins, Beastmen, and Chaos Marauders, rather than like it is now, where all foreign visitors seem to be watched by invisible beings.
Of course, the imperial organization from a thousand years ago has not been passed down, and only a few words about them are sealed in forbidden books.
At a certain period, they also encountered the current situation of the "Ersun Defenders". Members lost contact one after another, and a few members died suddenly in strange ways.
The imperial organization a thousand years ago finally disappeared on a night of an evil moon. The record of that night in their log was just a bunch of graffiti. Time had soaked the already sloppy paper. Ilya and other members who had read the log were unable to find any clues from it.
Elijah had thought it was the work of the Nezumi, but the Nezumi would not let a journal survive a disaster.
Maybe we shouldn't think too much about this matter. There must be something bad behind the truth. There must be something more terrifying than the rat man, waiting for those who seek the truth to fall into its trap.
Elijah was about to move his neck, but found that he had become as stiff as a puppet.
The already dim candlelight seemed extremely cold at this moment. The conversations of other members were broken into eerie crow sounds. Even without body temperature, Elijah felt the cold.
Just when he thought he was about to witness the truth and the existence behind the scenes was about to show up, the flames regained their temperature and the crushed language regained its logic.
The members continued their conversation in ignorance, as if they sensed nothing. Only Ilya faced the anomaly directly.
But why did the exception stop abruptly?
What was going on? The mirror spirit didn't bother to catch the person who had crossed the border, and didn't even pick up the crystal mirror that had fallen to the ground. It fled to the east in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
As the burning sensation gradually approached in his second sight, an unspeakable anger slowly accumulated in the heart of the Lord of All Changes.
Why wasn't that damned two-legged reptile in the north? Didn't he go to find the short guy in the north? How did he get to the Eastern State so quickly?
In the past, the Mirror God could even wait for the other party to arrive in a swagger, and then leave calmly after a few ridicules, because it has countless believers and countless wings, unless the cold-blooded species attacks the Invisible Island, nothing can threaten its body.
It's all because of the fire that burned Kislev.
Hotar couldn't blame himself for being too focused on Kislev and not having enough time to cut off the connection when the fire fell to the ground, right?
Daha, who deserves to be crushed into pieces by the "Supreme Warlock", is just like a brainless child playing with fire, and Hotar is the unfortunate crow that was caught in the wildfire.
It was just passing by. Before that, it was even fighting against the Blood God's legions from a distance, influencing the overall situation at the level of fate.
But the arsonist threw flames indiscriminately at its nest.
Nine million curses cannot explain the anger of the Mirror God.
It never thought of confronting Daha head-on. Who could have predicted that the god would suddenly fight to the death?
The situation is clearly not as bad as it could be. At most, it will just result in a few more deaths.
Now, Daha is gone, and its thousand-year-old foundation is also gone.
The saddest thing is that it didn't get any benefit at all. Apart from the pleasure brought by the miserable situation of "Eternal Watch", it got nothing and even lost its original capital.
The human body showed signs of sorrow due to the intense mental activity of the mirror spirit. This unique feeling that was not from the devil only added fuel to the fire and intensified Hotar's rage.
This isn't over yet.
What's going on? The wind of magic is boiling violently, like oil and water about to explode. All the materials and the wind of magic contained in them are reflecting a certain anger.
Lynch initially thought that a spellcaster had made a mistake in casting a spell, causing the magical wind in this land to become abnormally disordered.
It was not until half a day later, when he approached a small river, that the lingering demonic aura by the river allowed him to figure out the truth.
There is a certain great demon, or demon prince, lurking within a thousand miles of this place.
How strange, a wounded demon?
If they were healthy demons, Lynch would have discovered an entire demon army, and the celestial phenomena and environment should also be obviously distorted.
Why doesn't it go to a spiritual node to heal its wounds, or find a remote place to lie dormant, but just wanders around the mortal kingdom in such a swagger? (End of this chapter)
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