Chapter 570: The Master and Disciple Who Love and Hate Each Other (8k votes required)
Luo En turned his head suddenly and saw a delicate face full of dreamy beauty:
"Vivian? Weren't you taken back to the Misty Forest by Morgan?"
"Yes, I put in a lot of effort to quietly get rid of my second sister."
Vivian stretched and replied with a smile.
Luo En suddenly realized and said kindly:
"You came just in time. I just found the entrance to the tomb, but it's a pity that no one is exploring with me."
"Make it up, and keep making it up."
Vivian stopped and sneered.
"Last time we came here, none of us found this underwater tomb. How come you know about it?"
"Didn't I tell you that I have a treasure map passed down from my family, and the location of the tomb has been marked long ago."
"Then you also mastered the spell to open the barrier? If I remember correctly, this is the tomb of the Vanir Gods. How can you, a half-blooded human wizard, know so much about the secrets of the Vanir Gods? Could it be that you are an illegitimate child of the Vanir Gods?"
"Forget it, just say it straight."
Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Luo En sighed and told the truth.
"I have explored many spirit tombs before. Rune spells, Hermes script, and the treasure map marking the location of Albion's Tomb, as well as the related methods to break the spell, were all dug out from spirit tombs. However, this is not a glorious thing, so I didn't tell you directly."
"Oh, so that's what happened!"
Vivian suddenly realized, but then changed the subject.
"Do you think I'd be as stupid as Morgan and believe your lies?"
Seeing the teasing look in the eyes of the lake fairy, which was like a cat playing with a mouse, Loen put away the smile on his face and showed a hint of curiosity:
"When did you find out?"
"From the first day you arrived in the Misty Forest."
Vivian blinked, her eyes full of mischief.
"The chaotic aura you exuded at that time was unique to the Sea of Chaos. Ordinary gods and mortals are incapable of crossing that disordered area."
"So, you started to doubt me from the first moment we met?"
"No, I'm just curious about your origins and purpose. I just got bored of staying in the Misty Forest, so I followed you out for a walk. I didn't expect to find something unexpected along the way - you are from the Vanir clan, and even if you are not, you should be related to them."
Vivian shook her head regretfully and said,
"Although you have taught me a lot and this journey has been more interesting than I expected, it looks like this game has to end here, Mr. Merlin."
"You are indeed smarter than Morgan."
Lorne exclaimed sincerely and looked at the student again.
Seemingly heartless, but actually thoughtful;
Looks harmless, but actually has hidden edge;
Seemingly lazy and useless, he always appears at critical moments and gets things done;
Facing different scenes, playing different roles, speaking one way to one person and another way to another, using clever methods to achieve one's own goals...
These qualities combined make him much more capable than Morgan, who always takes a tough approach.
Perhaps it is for this reason that Vivian replaced Morgan and Morgause and became the person who delivered the Sword of Kings to King Arthur and guided him to fulfill his mission.
However, this lake fairy is not perfect and has her own flaws.
Luo En looked at the calm water waves behind Vivian and asked:
"It seems that you followed here secretly by yourself?"
"Everything I have said is just speculation. Without solid evidence, she wouldn't believe it even if I told her. Besides, she has finally fallen in love and is dreaming about being a queen and a knight, a student and a teacher. How can I, as her younger sister, have the heart to wake her up?"
"so……"
"Of course, I want to verify my guess and gather enough evidence. When she is happiest, I will suddenly wake her up and give her a big surprise!"
Vivian replied with a smile, her delicate face showing a strong sense of mischief.
"I really want to see what kind of wonderful expression will appear on her face when you fall into my hands and obey my orders."
Luo En rolled his eyes and sneered:
"You seem to have forgotten one thing. Although you are smarter than Morgan, you are not better than her. She couldn't beat me in the battle of Cornwall. Do you think you can?"
"In a head-on fight, I am indeed no match for you, teacher."
Vivian answered calmly, smiling.
"But you taught me that wisdom and calmness are far more important than force on the battlefield. And often, the strongest person is not necessarily the one who survives in the end."
The cherry lips moved silently, and the obscure spell mixed with the surrounding magical factors vibrated together.
At the same time, Loen felt a sudden pain in his abdomen, and hideous purple-red lines instantly covered his entire body, making him feel as if struck by lightning, and he almost fell to the ground.
Luo En steadied himself and raised his head in surprise:
"poison?"
"That's right."
"When did it happen?"
"Do you remember the cup of wine you and Cernunnos drank? I secretly added something when I served it to you. It was a kind of [Curse Poison] developed by the six major fairy clans. It is colorless and tasteless, and very hidden. Even if ordinary people eat it by mistake, they will not notice the slightest abnormality. Only through the activation of special spells will it take effect in the target's body and become extremely toxic. This was originally a masterpiece secretly researched by those unruly little creatures in the Misty Forest, who wanted to use it to kill gods, but I stole the sample and destroyed the formula. Now it is estimated that there is only one copy in the entire Celtic. How about using such a precious thing on you? Am I good to you, teacher?"
"Should I thank you again?"
Feeling the increasing erosion of the curse poison in his body, Luo En gnashed his teeth and looked at his good disciple.
"You actually poisoned me, how despicable!"
"I can't help it. Who made you so outstanding, teacher? I'm not sure I can beat you in a head-on confrontation, so of course I have to use some special tricks."
Vivian stretched out her fair hands, held up her teacher's sweaty face, and said with a joking smile,
"Besides, if I win, doesn't that prove that you're a good teacher?"
Loen was furious, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he gathered the little divine power in his body and suddenly reached out to grab Vivian's throat.
However, the five fingers passed straight through the graceful figure in front of him, and pink petals flew all over the sky.
"You still have the strength to resist. It seems that you are indeed not simple."
Vivian's body emerged from the other side, and she looked at Lorne with surprise and fear.
You know, to be on the safe side, she fed the mead mixed with poison to the beast god Cornunnos in advance for an experiment.
The King of the Tuatha de Danann only held out for half an hour before he was successfully knocked down and lost consciousness.
But now, this teacher of unknown origin actually held on for more than an hour and was able to secretly gather his supernatural power to trick her, his student.
Fortunately, I didn't act rashly, otherwise...
Vivian secretly rejoiced and dared not act rashly.
On the contrary, Loen, who was at the end of his rope, could not afford to delay any longer. He gathered the little divine power in his hands and attacked Vivian once again.
However, it is still an illusion.
This happened several times, and Loen, who could no longer suppress the curse, fell to the ground.
It was not until several hours later that Vivian's figure appeared in an inconspicuous corner.
But even though Loen fell, she did not immediately step forward to check. Instead, she dropped the magic wand in her hand and chanted the words of God:
"The inner sea of stars. The observation tower. From the corner of paradise, I tell you that this is the primordial void without walls, cities, or countries. It shines in the prison cell deep underground - the utopia that is forever isolated!"
The surging magic power spread across the surface of the spirit tomb, transforming everything into a sea of pink and white flowers, thereby opening the door to another fairyland.
This is the last paradise where flowers bloom in all their colours.
The days are filled with the sunshine of spring and the scent of summer, while the nights are covered with the air of autumn and the starry sky of winter.
There are flowers and insects on the earth, flowing water, greenery and wild beasts in the forest, and beautiful fairies by the water.
At the end of the sea of flowers, a white tower stands tall, full of dreamy beauty.
This is a sealing spell she created by combining the unique structure of the utopia Avalon and her second sister Morgan's experience in suppressing disasters through her own dream-making ability.
As long as the target is locked in the tower, he will be cut off from all connections with the outside world and become his own toy.
Well, Mr. Merlin, please take the top seat.
Vivian waved her wand and turned into a stream of flying white petals, which wrapped up the unconscious figure on the ground and rushed into the tower.
Now that she had caught the prey, she couldn't wait to have some fun to reward herself for all the hard work she had put in during this period.
Next, it should be a good dream.
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"Well, it looks like a good dream."
A deep voice echoed in the tomb, and Loen stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the good student Vivian.
The lake fairy stood there unaware, with a happy smile on her face. Her eyes looked empty due to lack of focus, like a puppet without a soul.
"She won't wake up suddenly, right?"
Lorne looked behind him.
A strange monster that looked like a black horse, with long red mane and tail hair fluttering like flames, walked out of the darkness, shook its head and snorted at its master.
Nightmare, the ruler of dreams in ancient Norse mythology, was also the gift given to him by Hela.
Coming all the way from the Misty Forest, his nightmare bloodline and some of his illusions were disguised through it.
Vivian obviously didn't know the truth behind this. While she was concentrating on dealing with her teacher, she ignored the danger from a third party and was accidentally taken advantage of by Nightmare's dream power. Her mind was immersed in a dream she had woven.
Of course, even without the influence of the nightmare, it would be impossible for Vivian, a student, to defeat her teacher.
Because, Loen didn't drink the wine that was poisoned.
"You are on guard against me, but am I not on guard against you too, Vivian?"
Looking at his own student standing there as punishment, the teacher Loen sneered and shook his head.
Ever since they met in the Misty Forest, he had vaguely sensed that the lake fairy had impure motives in getting involved with him.
In addition, according to the legend, Merlin would be imprisoned by Vivian, so Loen was naturally extremely careful with this lake fairy apprentice.
Besides, why not use alcohol to poison someone?
I'm afraid the other party doesn't know yet, but his original priesthood was the god of wine, and he is extremely sensitive to the changes and taste of wine.
Not to mention adding something, even if there was one drop more or one drop less of wine in the glass, it would be difficult to hide from his perception.
Therefore, he was fully aware of the other party's trick of poisoning him in Orkney City.
He also noticed that the other party broke away from Morgan's team and followed him all the way to Albion's Tomb.
Vivian successfully trapped herself in the trap without intending to.
Just as there must be a Lich King on the throne, there must be a Merlin in the Tower at the End.
In that case, you should stay in there for me, the teacher.
Lorne smiled playfully and tapped Vivian's smooth forehead with his fingers.
Suddenly, the ground beneath her feet turned into soft mud, swallowing the smiling lake fairy inch by inch into the mud vortex.
As the ground beneath his feet became flat again, Loen stepped on it and confirmed that his student would never get out again. He nodded with satisfaction.
Being smart is an advantage.
But self-righteous intelligence may not be the case.
Among the students he taught, Vivian's mind was indeed one of the best.
But she was too proud and conceited, and always liked to look at everyone with a detached eye, treating them as objects to be teased.
Little did she know that she was not the only smart person in the world, and she was not the only one qualified to play chess.
Study hard, this is the last lesson I will give you.
After resolving the hidden danger, Loen put away the smile on his face and his expression gradually became solemn.
Although Vivian ran away secretly, her disappearance would inevitably arouse the vigilance of Morgan and others.
Once the lake nymph and the beast god Cernunnos find out something and follow the clues to the tomb of Albion to find out what's going on, things will be troublesome.
So, we can’t delay any longer!
Loen suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, walked up the stairs built with cloud whale skeletons, and came to the giant golden tree condensed by starlight.
One magic circle after another opened up, and hundreds of bottles of dragon blood that had been collected before were spilled onto the ground.
Under the urging of God's will, the golden divine liquid outlined runes and combined them into a huge magic array.
At the same time, the golden tree nourished by dragon blood trembled violently, thousands of branches swayed, and trillions of starlight gathered into a dazzling golden flame.
——The altar left by the Vanir in the tomb was not a stone, nor a temple, but this giant tree that represented life and prosperity.
The giant golden tree burned fiercely, like a torch illuminating the endless darkness, dyeing the entire tomb into a brilliant golden color.
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Meanwhile, Northern Europe.
The goddess Frigga, who was nursing her baby in the Golden Palace, suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards the south excitedly:
"The spirit tomb and altar we left in Celtic have been activated!"
Odin, who was standing by, was stunned at first, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his old face.
Did Loki succeed?
That’s perfect!
"Order Heimdall to blow the horn of war and have the armies of all races gather at Asgard immediately. I will personally lead the troops to the outer realms to expand the territory for Asgard!"
As Odin waved his hand and gave the order, dozens of Asgard guards rode on Pegasus and flew quickly to various countries to deliver the news.
A massive war between gods is going on in full swing.
(End of this chapter)
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