Oracle of Terra

Maria looked at her grandfather's suggestion with a bitter face, while the wolf knight chuckled lightly.

"Anyway, you don't have to worry about the consequences of delaying your legs here, do you?"

"Indeed, there are remedial measures if you are delayed anyway. The key is to recognize your own shortcomings and achieve growth. This is the purpose of this special game. If Miss Maria has expectations for her own growth , then it is best to go with your sister."

"Uh... sister?"

"Of course I don't mind. Taking care of you is my responsibility as a sister, and your strength is good. I have also seen your growth during this period of training. By the way, grandfather."

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"I plan to let Maria live and eat with the members of the Red Pine Forest Knights during this time, and receive the same training by the way, what do you think?"

"Of course it's fine."

"Wait...wait! Uncle won't be angry if he knows I'm in the Knights of the Tournament?"

"Then let that kid Manna come to me to lead the people by himself."

Cyril Linguang also had a funny expression. This girl is still so afraid of her uncle, but with her grandfather here to support her, her stupid son doesn't dare to be too presumptuous... No, how to explain What about things like resurrection from the dead?

The old knight suddenly felt a little troubled.

"Grandfather, I don't think uncle will mind. It should be his wish to keep Maria in a stable environment recently."

"Soon?"

"Soon."

"Is it."

Hearing his granddaughter's answer, Cyril Linguang also sighed, and then looked at Telles. Although he still had a grudge against the ancient existence, Telles Kazdel, the demon king of the Sarkaz people , seems to be a little different from the other ancient existences he imagined, perhaps only the old guy Pigasus is not very likable.

"Okay, then in short, let's save it for the time being, and you should wake up and have breakfast."

"what?"

Hearing what Telles said, Sona remembered that she was indeed sleeping in reality.

"Wait, I've been here for three days..."

"The passage of time is modified according to your subjective consciousness. As for when to wake up, it depends entirely on when I plan to end. I need to prepare a little bit. Maybe I can consider bringing more people in next time."

Of course, a large part of the reason is that the tower just looks awesome. If the girls are going to start climbing the tower, Telles feels that he has to draw some interesting enemies and fighters from his memory to fight them , it's better to weaken it a little bit, or else you won't be able to beat it at all.

"Of course, there is also the awakening of my new apostles, Miss Maria and Miss Margaret, please come with me for a while after waking up."

"Ah."

"That's right..."

When she thought of her grandfather coming back from the dead, Maria felt a little weird. As for Cyril Linguang himself, who was the resurrection object, she also didn't know how to deal with it. On the day he passed away, he I still remember that it was raining in the sky.

——Red Pine Knights Lounge

The huge crocodile man opened his eyes, and the black mist that lingered outside his body was absorbed into his body, and then in Nian's eyes, strands of soul threads returned to the girls' bodies, but Margaret Linguang However, there seemed to be some remnants of precipitation missing from his body, and that pure brilliance appeared in Telles' hands at this moment.

"Help me wake up Margaret and Maria."

"Good good."

Nian shook the iron rod in his hand, and tapped Margaret's and Maria's eyebrows.

"......"

The golden eyes slowly opened, and the little apprentice who was in the middle of the year gasped.

"It's so hot...Huh? Sister Nian?"

When she opened her eyes, she saw the big blacksmith she respected, which surprised Maria, but she was a little scared when she saw the tall crocodile man in the dark.

"Ray, Mr. Renekton."

"Hey...have you been dreaming for too long? Have you forgotten that I look like this?"

"Ah ha ha....."

Maria scratched her head helplessly. As for Margaret Linguang, she stared at the pure brilliance in Telles' hands.

"Tellez... this is?"

"Your grandfather, the next step is to have a testimony. Come with me, both of you."

"it is good."

Margaret, who has never been able to let go of her grandfather's death, is now witnessing her grandfather's resurrection, but she is also in a complicated mood. Although she has talked a lot with her grandfather in the conscious world, she has to face it in reality. At that time, she was still a little apprehensive.

"You have been guarding the door?"

"After all, no one can disturb you to cast such a spell. It's not good if something goes wrong."

"The Shining?"

Margaret looked at her friend holding a weapon and guarding the door, a little surprised.

"It seems that everything is going very smoothly, but Your Majesty, the one in your hand is..."

"The hero's soul, pinching it out can increase a lot of souls to increase strength... Well, don't stare at me, just kidding, it just so happens, this is also the domain of the absolution master, you should come here too."

"Follow your instructions."

Dr. Sarkaz in the black robe followed silently, and the group of people came to Telles's almost warehouse-like private room. After all, it is a bit troublesome to live here with such a huge body.

"Then, let's start the experiment."

422. Giant Halberd Knight

"Sister Nian, do you understand this?"

Maria was a little uneasy hearing the words of the experiment, but regarding this, the big blacksmith who liked the little apprentice lightly tapped her on the head with the iron rod in his hand.

"it hurts...."

"Look, this guy won't do that kind of unsure thing, but some of the things you see next may have some influence on yourself. Be careful not to be influenced too much."

"Then I go out?"

"Hmph, it's rare for people of the same bloodline to rebirth. If you want to miss it, I don't intend to stop you, but I'm sorry for saying so."

"Woooooooo..."

What the evil blacksmith said made Maria hesitate, but at this moment, warm hands held her.

"It's okay, Maria, I'm here."

"elder sister....."

"Ugh...."

Nian suddenly missed her dishonest sister, so she glanced at Shining, but the latter turned around consciously, making Nian grit his teeth.

"Then, in order to reassure the family members, let me explain the characteristics of the people of Terra itself. It can be regarded as a small class on history and the origin of life. As we all know, the blood of the people of Terra is filled with fine particles of origin stones. , which itself represents the cycle and composition of life, and has an impact on spell talent and future growth. It is even the cause of ore disease itself. Those diseases that are almost cursed originate from the origin stone in the blood. Every Terran has a bit, of course, the purified deep-sea hunters and Agors are not among them. They are not the same as the Terrans who grew up on land by absorbing the origin stone particles in the air. They are sea people. .”

After finishing speaking, Telles's thick arm turned into a crystal, was broken by him just like that, and was thrown on the ground.

Seeing this simple and rude behavior, Maria was taken aback for a while.

"And to put it bluntly, the essence of Terra's life can be evolved with origin stones and flesh and blood. Margaret, put blood into this stone, Shining, pay attention to help her recover."

"To put it bluntly, it's still a spell."

Nian looked at the lump of origin stone and couldn't help complaining.

"Although there are applications of authority itself, spells are naturally the main theme. I'm creating apostles, not reviving offspring in the true sense."

Such a correct grand ceremony requires more than simple 'split body' production and fixed consciousness.

After all, Teresia doesn't have any relatives, and it's not so easy to release Teresia's blood. It's just that if there is a soul, it is impossible to complete the friendship.

Apostles are different from humans. Apostles are monsters and humans are humans.

What the Sarkaz people need is a human king with affinity, not a monster with a glamorous appearance. The apostle will be restricted by the fluctuations of Telles, and the resurrected people are naturally different.

"I'm ready."

Margaret took the dagger transformed from Nian's iron rod, and cut her wrist. After a slight change in her expression, Shining stood beside her, and started to use the origin stone with insufficient skill. After that, Telles said stop.

But at this moment, Margaret Linguang's face was pale, and she seemed to be about to faint.

"Sister, are you alright?"

"It doesn't matter...just a little anemic."

She sat down on a chair beside her somewhat weakly. When she was traveling abroad, she also experienced similar battles, and with Shining by her side, she didn't worry about her life. She cared more about her own blood The black source stone that has been sprayed.

"[Bloodline Construction]."

The arm that had already been regenerated snapped its fingers, and the black crow feathers fluttered all over the room, forming nodes, and the black crow quietly appeared on Telles' shoulder, singing softly.

Margaret Linguang's blood flowed from the arm-shaped source stone towards the ground, and the shimmering Yayu attracted the blood forward, outlining a mysterious magic circle with complex patterns on the ground.

"[Soul Fixed]."

The group of pure brilliance was pressed by Telles on the source stone in the center of the magic circle drenched with Margaret's blood.

"[Split Construction]."

Telles murmured the name of his apostle softly in his heart, and the black crow's red eyes shimmered, and then the crow screamed, and it turned into a liquid and merged into the black source stone, and then, an astonishing scene appeared.

The black source stone turned into countless crystals, split and grew, just like the rapid growth of a tree in a potted plant, forming the outline of a human figure, and finally the bones were constructed of crystals, which turned into flesh and blood. After a lifelike black sculpture appeared, Ma Jialie felt a throbbing, as if it came from the call of the blood itself.

"Move, move?!"

Maria was surprised to see that the male sculpture started to act so stiffly, and then the surface of the stone with a metallic luster began to change its texture, from pitch black to flesh-colored, and finally from top to bottom, it began to have " people' image.

With blond hair and golden eyes, Telles pulled a piece of cloth and threw it over to block some things that did not meet the sound regulations. The original sculpture showed flesh and blood, while false organs were built inside, and the brilliance spread up and down the whole body Open, there was a strange red glow in the golden eyes.

"................................"

The living figure opened and closed its mouth, as if it wanted to make a sound, but there was no sound at all.

"Imagine the vocal cords, old knight, not just the shape."

"Uh..huh? Is that so?"

Some hoarse voice came from the throat, and after several changes, the blond old man appeared there.

"grandfather?"

"Well... To be honest, this feeling is amazing, but I can't seem to call it a 'human' anymore."

"Naturally, this kind of resurrection is a kind of fraud. It's just attaching the soul to the false body created by me. Even if it has a human appearance, human touch and feeling, and even most of the physiological functions it should have, But in essence, it is still a split of me, attached to my main body action."

"enough."

Cyril Linguang nodded, at least he had sufficient strength, almost the same as his body in his heyday, only in terms of Originium skills......

"This?"

A beam of light bloomed at his fingertips, which made Margaret's eyes widen.

"This is also the reason for letting your precious granddaughter bleed. After all, you can't just wear the skin of a skull and let you use my power. That way the combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and you may not be too comfortable yourself."

"........."

Seeing Margaret's weak appearance, the old knight felt helpless.

"I don't really care about that."

"Of course, I believe that with your strength and talent, it is not difficult to get used to the new power, but you are Cyril Linguang, don't forget this, if you continue to use my power and approach me, you will sooner or later Losing yourself is the danger of this method of resurrection, and it is the price you have to bear."

"Back to life isn't that cheap and easy, is it?"

"Yes, fortunately you have a good descendant, well, go get some clothes and armor first, old knight, you can try to change your appearance, I think you have to act stealthily, after all, your face will scare you many people."

"Shouldn't it be your idea to win by surprise? Your Majesty."

Old Linguang's address made Telles raise his eyebrows, but he didn't care too much.

"Didn't I say before that I want you to debut as a competitive knight? After all, you should have a stage name. You can also consider becoming the self you imagined before. Anyway, it's just changing your face to make people unrecognizable, or you can put on an iron Canned food, that's actually easier."

"Forget it, my skills and swordsmanship are in the same line as Margaret's. If I don't want people to recognize me, I may need this lady blacksmith to help me make a weapon."

"Hmph? Although I'm good at this, there is a fee, unless you plan to join the Knights."