wizard

In the 404th year of the Alan Continental Calendar, eight city lords in the eastern part of the continent successively promulgated decrees to expel all the witches of the Temple of Otiramus in the territory.

Shortly thereafter, a heavy rain fell suddenly, benefiting the entire eastern continent.Mudi, the lord of Pulan City, publicly announced the arrival of the oracle.

Represented by Siculus, the lord of Bitia City, the cities of the alliance sent envoys to pay homage to the oracle. Even the two northeastern border city lords who were suppressed by Ariel City tried their best to send envoys to Pulan City.

At this time, in the eastern desert, due to the moistening of rainwater, the area of ​​the oasis continued to expand, and the endless yellow sand was gradually being replaced by patches of grassland. The largest oasis formed a considerable area of ​​grassland around the pond that had become a lake.The rocky mountains standing in the grassland are no longer barren, green plants cover the black rocks, and a few date palm trees bear fruit, swaying with the wind, attracting travelers in the desert to stop.

Caravans set up tents under the trees, shepherds drove cattle and sheep, and rocky mountains were no longer the domain of scavengers and snakes. Various animals appeared frequently in the grassland, and a vibrant scene could be seen everywhere.

The envoys from various cities who saw this scene for the first time were all amazed. They were used to the yellow sand and the sand dunes blown by the wind, and suddenly a piece of greenery burst into their eyes, and they didn't know how to react.

"God!"

If he had doubts about the oracle of Pulan City before, he is now completely convinced.

The long-term drought, the desolate desert, and the barren land have all become the past. What is displayed in front of them is not so much a beautiful picture, but a hopeful future.

Before the envoys entered Pulan City, they released the birds of prey one after another. Everything they saw here must be reported to the city lord as soon as possible. Those who oppose the expulsion of the temple forces and witches will immediately shut up.

Power is important, but getting rid of the drought and making the desert a thing of the past is the hope of all Syrians.

Violating all of these is the enemy of the entire eastern desert.

The Temple of Otiramus was once glorious, but only the original great witch of the temple had convincing witch power. As time passed and passed down from generation to generation, the great witch became mediocre, and the miracles created by witch power only existed in parchment.

The temple asked for more and more tributes, but the rain the Syrians prayed for was delayed.

The 400-year-old cornerstone of belief is no longer solid, and it only needs to be knocked to pieces with a single tap.

The new oracle, the real witch came to Alan, since he can bless the city of Pulan and turn the desert of Pulan city into a grassland, it will definitely change the entire eastern continent, what's more, the western wilderness, the northern mountains, and even the southern region. , will worship before the oracle!

"Everyone, it's time to make up your mind."

Upon receiving the news from the envoy, the city lords of each city immediately summoned the ministers and generals to suppress all opposing voices with the strongest attitude.

"The Temple of Otiramus should be a thing of the past! The real oracle, the truly capable witch, can bring us the future!"

The faces of the people who were disconnected from the temple were ugly, questioning that the news sent back may not be completely credible, this weak excuse is destined to not get any support.

If the messenger was lying, why?

Lies that can be easily exposed, lies that will bring serious consequences to oneself, is it necessary?

"As long as you send people to Pulan City, you will know whether the news is true or not."

"If Mr. Tosha doubts it, how about going to find out in person?"

Under the cold eyes of the city lord and the mocking tone of the other ministers, the opposing ministers shut up.He is a wise man, and those who know the current affairs are Junjie.Those who were not smart or even stubborn enough to be stupid were quickly found different excuses and expelled along with their families.

Since you "swear allegiance to the death" of the Temple of Otiramus, then go and ask for the protection of the Temple.

Whether the temple will accept these believers or reject them is not a matter for others to consider.

The eastern continent will soon be caught in the flames of war. The vassal tribes in various cities have sent fighters one after another, and the assembled teams have occupied most of the oasis.The news of the expulsion of these Otiramus believers has been released, and their fate can only be left to the judgment of the gods.

Some of the witches who were expelled before returned to the Temple of Otiramus, but more disappeared in the depths of the desert and never appeared again.

In contrast, the witches who were captured by the city of Bitiya and imprisoned in the dungeon of Pulan city were considered "lucky". Whip driving, loud jeers and insults.

Faith is a double-edged sword. Once it is proven to be a lie, no matter how pious you were before, you will hate it now.

Just like the three Dosha people who stayed in the city of witches and the herdsmen who migrated in the desert.They believed in the Great Witch of the Temple of Otiramus, and offered the best cattle and sheep every year. What happened?

All are lies!

"The real oracle is in the city of Pulan! He brought rain, turned the desert into pastures, clear rivers flowed, fattened cattle and sheep, and the great god did not abandon Aram, nor his people!"

"It was lies that angered the gods, and it was shameless liars who brought disaster to Alan!"

"The Temple of Otiramus is the most shameful liar! The oracle is just an excuse for them to seize power and demand tribute!"

"Expel the shrine maiden! The real oracle will pray to the gods, and the land under our feet will be as rich as the city of Pulan!"

"Get rid of them!"

For a while, apart from the eight allied city lords, the eastern city lords and patriarchs who had been vacillating, or who were less powerful, also had their faith in the temple shaken.Even without the order of the city lord and the patriarch, the warriors and prestigious elders in the tribe united with the tribe to drive away the witch and her servants who used to be domineering.

The treatment of these witches is far worse than that of their counterparts. There are no camels, no food, and no water.If you want to survive, you can only rely on yourself.Such difficulties are simply unimaginable.

"Let us see the divine power of Otiramus."

The taunting voices chased after them. The priestesses were not reconciled, but the situation was gone. Even the expressions of the servants who followed them changed.

In the face of desperation, the slaves who knelt at their feet in the past are no longer reliable.

The vast majority of herdsmen were completely disappointed with the Temple of Otiramus. In their imagination, the city of Pulan was depicted as a paradise on earth, where there were miracles created by the real oracle, which they had always longed for but could not get.

The great changes in the east gradually spread to the entire continent, the status of the temple became precarious, and the only great witch who could reverse the situation was still sleeping.The witch who served the great witch carefully checked every day to see if the great witch was still breathing. If it weren't for the faint rise and fall of his chest, there would be no difference between the big witch lying on the bed and a dead body.

After the expelled witch returned to the temple, she wanted to use the power of the temple to win back the city, but found that the situation was worse than she imagined. The power struggle inside the temple had reached a fever pitch, and the staff of the temple who performed the duties of the great witch were wondering who would succeed her. A great witch competes with each other, and everything that happens outside the temple seems to have nothing to do with them.

"It's just a trivial matter." A temple official said, "As long as a new great witch is born, all problems will be solved. The oracle launched by Pulan City is just a sensationalist, a nonsensical lie."

is it?

The witches who returned to the temple were silent, and only those who had never walked out of the temple would believe this.

The witches were disappointed, especially the witches who came back from Pulan City. After going through hardships, crossing the desert, and narrowly escaped death, they thought they could get support and strength from the temple, but they didn't expect this to be the result.

What worries the witches even more is that the longer they stay in the temple, the worse their condition becomes. The witch power disappears and the fire of life is weakening.When someone finally fell, the shrine maidens panicked.

It was not a normal death, nor was it caused by illness, nor was it caused by fatigue. The appearance of the dead witch was like a mummy with withered flesh and blood.

Only her hair and the robes on her body can identify her.

This is just the beginning. In the following days, fear is like a flood that has been let go of the gate, and witches die every day.The shrine maidens became terrified, but they couldn't figure out why.The guards of the temple appeared more and more frequently around them. They were not so much guards as guards, and no priestess was allowed to leave the temple.

"Pray for the great witch."

After leaving these words, a member of the temple turned and left. The guards became tighter, and the witches smelled a dangerous atmosphere, which was enough to swallow their lives.

"God!"

The witches no longer prayed, and no longer expected the help of the temple. They realized that they should not have come back at all!

If there were witches with extravagant hopes before, at this moment, they only want to escape.

The door of the big witch's bedroom was pushed open, and the temple personnel who "kindly" warned the witches before entered the room, closed the door, and walked to the big witch's bed step by step, leaning over to look at the breathing skeleton on the bed, with inexplicable eyes .

"Why... are you still alive?"

Fengrun's fingers rested on the big witch's neck, slowly tightened, but suddenly stopped.Withdrawing his hand, he lifted a corner of the pillow, and a yellowed sheepskin scroll came into view.

She picked up the parchment scroll, unfolded it, and suddenly widened her eyes after seeing the contents on it.

Her hands began to tremble, and her breathing became short of breath due to excitement. Instead of looking at the big witch on the bed, she held the parchment tightly and turned to leave.

The moment she turned around, there was a sudden change, the unconscious big witch suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed her wrist with impossible speed and strength, jumped up and bit her neck.

"Ah... help..."

The screams were blocked by the closed door, the struggle was useless, and the power to restrain her was terrifying.

The plump body quickly became dry, and the eyes that were shining with ambition lost their vitality.

She forgot that the great witch can take the lives of the witches, so naturally she can take hers too.She just didn't expect that this "skeleton" could still move!

I knew earlier, I knew earlier...

The last consciousness sank into darkness, and the fire of life was finally extinguished.

The withered corpse was thrown away, and the great witch let out a long sigh, his voice was hoarse, like a blade scraping against a stone.

Her body was still skinny, but her expression and eyes were different. The parchment returned to her hand, and the words on it suddenly turned bloody. greedy.

No one knew that the writing on this parchment was the blood of the last great witch of the empire. Only the first great witch Otiramus knew about it.

A ball of white light surged in the palm of her hand, and the yellowed sheepskin roll quickly shattered into pieces. Under the white light, it turned into powder, but her withered arms gradually became plump. She closed her eyes and could feel the flow of witch power, but still not enough!

Opening her eyes suddenly, she needed more strength. The heart and blood of the great witch 400 years ago supported her immortal soul, and she slept in the body of the great witch in the temple with the help of the inheritance ceremony.

Now, she finally woke up.

She knew that the emperor and the great witch she had served had returned, and the witch power was calling her!

With one hand on her face, there is still a touch of blue-gray, she wants to continue to live, 400 years ago, she was able to kill the great witch of the empire, and 400 years later, she can do the same!

plain city

Envoys from various cities arrived one after another, and Modi became extremely busy.

He Ning stood on the terrace of the City Lord's Mansion every day, or sat on the back of the black lizard, looking at the eastern desert from the air.

Whenever the green lizard flies in the air, the herdsmen below will cheer or salute respectfully, and they sincerely thank the oracle who brought rain and fertility to the city of Pulan.

Knights and tribal warriors swore an oath to fight for the city of Pulan and the Oracle.With the arrival of envoys from various cities, the eastern cities represented by Bitiya City also began to gather troops.

The goshawk carrying the message flew out of the city of Pulan and soared under the blue sky.

The long and desolate horn sounded throughout the desert, the knights polished their long knives, the herdsmen mounted their camels, and the eight city lords issued orders at the same time, and the army was about to march to the city of Horcim!

No impassioned or just cause needed, just one sentence, "Fight for the Oracle, fight for the Eastern Continent!"

The belief in the Temple of Otiramus is on the verge of collapse, and the behavior of Ariel City has also aroused public outrage. He Ning informed Modi of the news sent back by Wamu. Fate has also been doomed.

It's just that Modi didn't adopt the plan made before, but instead united with all the cities to send troops together. The only thing that hasn't changed is that the city of Hoshim still bears the brunt and has become the victim of the army's flag sacrifice.

The barbarians united with Ariel City also surfaced, and it turned out to be Cangyan!

He Ning didn't know what Kony was thinking. After hearing the news, he fell silent, and the face of the old priest reappeared in front of his eyes, but what Modi once said sounded in his ears, "The barbarians don't hate the great witch, they hate It is the king of Aram."

Hate?What is the reason?

Suddenly, He Ning remembered the sins carried in the blood of the barbarians. His memory is not complete, and only when he thinks of everything from a long time ago, all the questions will be answered.

The Nadrin people are about to go to the deserted city. Apart from Oni and Najia, there are [-] other knights accompanying them, and they promise that there will be no troubles on the way or after arriving.

Miya stayed with He Ning, and the eight black hyena fighters also stayed behind. The three black hyena women will take their children to the deserted city. They will make their home in the deserted city. It is unknown whether they will return to the western wilderness in the future.

The Black Hyena fighters are good at tracking, and their fighting ability is also extremely strong. They can be undefeated one-on-three against the eastern knights.

Of course, this was after meeting He Ning.But the black hyena fighters also have weaknesses. They are not yet used to fighting on camels.

For He Ning, this is not a problem at all.The day before the army set off, He Ning flew out of Pulan City on the back of the green lizard, facing west, and let out a long cry.

Soon, roars of beasts came from the eastern and western borders, and more than a dozen ground beasts swayed their thick limbs and tails, crossed the border, and pursued the voice that summoned them.

The herdsmen grazing along the way were all shocked, thinking that the barbarians had attacked in advance, but when they looked behind the ground beast, they did not find any trace of the barbarians.

At the same time, the two barbarians who had just formed an alliance with Cangyan came to the border according to Koni's request. Not long after they set up camp, the slave who returned from fetching water for the land beasts uttered a scream, trembling all over, and the bucket overturned. All the water in the river flowed into the yellow sand.

The others were stunned when they heard the cry. All the fences surrounding the beasts were broken, and the soldiers and slaves guarding the fence fell to the ground, either unconscious or moaning softly. However, the thirteen land beasts were all gone!