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Chapter 469 Artifacts and Miracles

Thalorian's drawing room was in the towering tower of Fort Tujan.If the demigod's mage's tower in Homemonwarts could be called elegant and respectable, the deep black building in Tuyon Valley was an unabashed fortress.

Griffith followed the owner of the fortress and walked up the spiral steps to the upper floors. Along the way, he could see the mithril threads and magic lines arranged in the gaps in the walls.The spiritual energy is extracted from the leylines and transported to the top of the fortress.Only there can it truly be called a mage tower.

From time to time, a cloud of sparks spewed out towards the sky from the ground.Loud noises and waves of heat burst out of tunnels and caverns, echoing in the depths of Fort Tuyan.Griffith heard more clearly.

He heard the hoarse, monotonous roar of steam, the creaking of buckets and levers, and the staccato screeching of capstans.

A giant beast lurks beneath Fort Tuyan, devouring metal, wood, and coal, and spitting out flames made of fine steel.This flame is no different from that of Qiming County, sooner or later it will burn the whole world.

"It's very interesting, isn't it?" Salorian, who was leading the way, said with a slight smile, "Verona's Fort Tuyan and Sebasto's Qiming County, two fortresses at the two ends of the world, Roland called them 'Two Towers.' Although he doesn't own a tower, and the name is a bit vulgar, I must admit, that's a good way to say it."

Thalorian is the most powerful spellcaster.However, his research focused more on potion alchemy, and his own territory did not have the coldness and silence that wizards like.

Griffith subconsciously grasped the saber at his waist.Every time the stairs turned a corner on the first floor, he would notice those faint shadows in the room—they had the appearance of a human being, but they were obviously more ferocious, ferocious, taller, familiar and full of blood.Following rumbling footsteps, a strong figure over two meters tall opened the door to the top floor.

A burly creature stood there in full armor.It has the bronze skin of an orc. It has a well-proportioned and majestic figure. Its two pointed ears can reveal traces of an elf, but its face is extremely ferocious and ferocious, as if it has been soaked in anger and resentment for thousands of years.A pair of red eyes full of tyranny looked at Griffith, reminding him of the orc that was etched in his memory a long time ago.

Councilors of the Arcane Council, powerful demigods, to drive such chaotic and evil creations.

"Zulu, make a cup of tea for my guest," Salorian said gently, making people unable to connect with reality, and then said to Griffith, "My servant has grown a little more, and his appearance It's changed. When I'm not around, it's run by it."

"..."

Griffith followed into the reception room, staring at the orc lord making tea with stiff and twisted movements.Several times, the tea was about to be spilled, making Griffith think in his heart that these hands were more suitable for doing things like strangling prey with a bowstring.

"Faith alone, or power alone, cannot change the world."

Salorian saw through Griffith's mind and said slowly:

"Our world is hidden in the shadows, like a dying patient. All the light that magic can give, human beings have spread in the world, it is a dim light. Compared with the day, it is like night.

"Magic has limits.

"Just as you are using the power of the king of the undead, I was also looking for power other than magic a long time ago. Fighting with holy light is no nobler than gunpowder, and holy sword and mace are no different."

Griffith lowered his eyes and glanced at his bone ring: "My mentor, in the next battle, I plan to eliminate at least one God's Hand in Verona."

Both Aaron and Naira came to Verona.After leaving the ruins of the Anok city-state, they must have become stronger.If they take the power of Iseus, they will get a higher level of mystery.

In the general knowledge class on magic, Griffith learned an old saying:
"Setbacks are temporary, and it is the dragon that ultimately determines the balance of victory."

"Dragon" here is a synonym for a concept, and it doesn't have to be dragons and Beamon.As long as the mystery of the high position can be obtained, the outcome of the mundane is no longer decisive.

Aaron, Naira, Commodus, Galadia, Erza, and Tarkin each have hidden mysteries behind them. Compared with them, Griffith is undoubtedly the one with the weakest mysterious power.

However, he also has his own methods.

The battle of seven people, now with the addition of Isius, the first battle in Verona is almost a dream for Griffith.

Only here can his advantage be maximized; and if his enemies are not prepared in advance, or if the forces behind them are not determined, they will definitely be hit by the War Knights unexpectedly in the next battle. Great suppression.

However, there are not many time windows left for Griffith.Iseus has made contact with the Rebels; the Hands and Chosen Ones will be aware of the problem any moment.

"Okay, very good," Salorian was very satisfied with Griffith's determination, and praised repeatedly, "Once you become the Hand of God, you have to bear corresponding responsibilities and awareness, and those who fail to realize this point are destined to be destroyed .Before you asked me to explore the secrets in the crystallization of Odessa wizard characteristics, and I also promised to teach you the knowledge of prying into nothingness and chaos. Come on, I think you are ready, the piece of ordinary you gave me earlier The crystallization of Lunusi's extraordinary wizard happens to be here."

The Supreme Wizard pointed to a corner of the reception room, where a special observation instrument was arranged.Griffith knew that this instrument could connect the extraordinary characteristics of an extraordinary wizard with the observer's line of sight and a certain star in the sky to interpret the mystery.

"The true meaning of knowledge lies in understanding the essence," Salorian said, "Come and see."

Griffith followed the instructions and began to check the crystals placed on the instrument.The moment his eyes came into contact with the strange twilight, a frantic beam of information rushed straight into his brain, almost knocking him to the ground.In the dark, he seemed to have spied a trace of an existence that passed by, astonishing, and beyond the limit of physiology.

Meanwhile, Griffith gained some occult knowledge:

First, when there are only seven people left in the Chosen One's Sacrifice, they will be upgraded to the hand of God or a similar form of existence, and they can start the final ceremony of summoning miracles at any time.

Second, the power of the God's Hand can be seized. Whenever a God's Hand is defeated, part of his characteristics will be taken by the victor, but another part of his characteristics will flow to other compatible God's Hands; Thus, the Sacrifice of the Chosen enters its final phase when the first Hand of God falls.

Third, even if it is the Hand of God, it is extremely dangerous to accommodate the characteristics of loss through other means, which may lead to madness and loss of control; therefore, the ritual of summoning miracles is irreversible, and once activated, the winner must be decided as soon as possible, otherwise it will be destroyed. Those who choose will be swallowed by the abyss out of control.

Fourth, the hand of God can offer sacrifices to the gods through specific rituals, pay a price, and obtain support.The gift from the gods will be embodied as an "artifact", which contains the power to change the world.

Fifth, the collection of multiple "artifacts", coupled with the characteristics captured by defeating other gods, the winner can fuse the "miracle" on the ground;
Sixth, "miracles" can break through the status of demigods and realize wishes.

Seventh, destroying other God Hands is not the only way to summon miracles.There are still relics left by the descending of the gods many times in the world. If one can collect extraordinary characteristics that meet the requirements in both quality and quantity, one can obtain an existence that is close to a "miracle".

The above are the details of the sacrifice of the chosen one in the memory of the Odessa wizard Plunus.

In addition, there is another clue——

Nefertti von Kumansa is the most precious existence among the five sealed artifacts bestowed by the life weave of the Void.As long as the contract with her lasts, Naira von Kelmansha is immortal.

……

An ominous premonition haunted Griffith.He couldn't help pressing his forehead to stabilize his mind.

Countless conspiracies are like a cage, imprisoning him deeper and deeper.

He even had a feeling that no matter what he did next, the traps he had already laid were waiting for him.This is the layout of the gods, or the will of the world, which was already in operation before he came to this world, and now it has reached the final stage.

All this is no different from his inability to prevent the tragedy of Krista in Odessa.

Salorian waited for a while, and waited for Griffith to recover from the shock of the information before continuing:
"The Senate issued a crusade order - gather all forces to eliminate Iseus first. He is a fake out of control, a stupid defective product, seemingly with infinite life, but in fact he is already on the verge of collapse.

"Leaving him alone will definitely bring great harm to the world. Before that, all hostilities should be stopped. For Byeran, in any case, the rebels in Verona cannot have a chance to touch a miracle.

"Iseus's power is chaotic and incomplete, but his spiritual power and characteristics are also impressive. The benefits that can be obtained by defeating his chosen one are self-evident."

"Yes, Your Excellency." Griffith replied.

Salorian made a gesture and asked the knight to follow him:

"At the beginning of the year, the third estate and their supporters, those poor civilians, had a big battle in Bayeran and the Senate. If it weren't for the Dark Lord behind them, the Senate and the Arcane Council would have captured them all over the world , hanged on the street lamp."

Oh, I know... These businessmen and factory owners are gathering around Roland, organizing an army to resist in the name of the Confederacy.Griffith listened carefully.

"Many elders believe that past mistakes can be forgiven and forgiven. Nobles, wizards and the third class, everyone knows how crazy it is to continue to fight after that incident," Salorian said, "but the dice have been cast , how can it stop?
"Their eyes are on Verona.

"The struggle between the Senate and the rebels determines what happens next.

"If the Senate is weakened in Verona, the Confederacy's army will act. If the rebels are eliminated, the Senate will be relieved of worries, and it will definitely attack the Confederation.

"The Senate and the Arcane Council will definitely accept the troops that helped them win the battle, even if these troops are not much different from the Confederate troops. As long as you fight under the banner of the Senate, you are theirs."

Griffith nodded, then asked:

"My mentor, which side will you support in the next war?"

"I am a member of the Arcane Council and an old friend of Roland," Salorian said, "I don't take a position on the war between the two sides.

"My dear student, is someone trying to force me to take a stand?"

"I don't think anyone would do that, mentor," Griffith said.

"I think so too," the demigod nodded and smiled, "They dare not."

(End of this chapter)