only god

Chapter 650 Gods, please remember my sacrifice.

In fact, when Eden came to the royal city, he wanted to track down the shaman mentioned by the druid. However, in such a city with a population of more than [-], it was not easy to find a group of shamans. It was like finding a needle in a haystack.

In addition, there are few clues about the shamans, and blind pursuit will not only be difficult to obtain results, but will also alert the snake. Therefore, Eden was not in a hurry to find traces of the shamans when he first came here.

But now, after seeing the power of the unlucky coins, Eden felt that it was not impossible to try his luck.

Even if your situation is like a headless fly flying around, as long as you are lucky enough, a headless fly can still find the right route.

"So...where should we go first?"

Eden murmured quietly.

After Althea heard this, she thought about it and then said slowly:
"The nobles all have social circles with each other, and they are also willing to make and visit friends of the same level. It would be better if they are like-minded and congenial. The more nobles in big cities, the less willing they are to interact with common people. We’re all in this together, at least...Deschanel is.”

Eden turned around and said:
"Well, I remember you mentioned that there seemed to be rumors about the Dark Iron Age among the old nobles."

"That's what the queen told me."

Althea smiled,
"Then, let's go and visit the nobles."

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Time flies.

Althea took Eden to visit the mansions of many nobles. Although they were uninvited guests, due to Althea's noble status, no one complained about it, and the princess's visit was regarded as the respect and respect of the empire. Fortunately, even the old nobles who were dissatisfied with the princess's marriage did not dare to neglect the princess's carriage. After the princess left, they even used it as a show of talk.

After visiting a group of nobles, the time came to near dusk. On the carriage, Eden showed signs of fatigue. The priest was obviously not good at dealing with this, but Althea was still in high spirits. According to her own words, she On the busiest day, I attended five banquets in a row.

In the slightly swaying carriage, Eden sorted out the information he got from the nobles.

The Black Iron Age means an era when the gods are far away from mortals, and it also means an era when mortals are completely depraved. In recent years, such voices have been widely circulated within Osenkone, especially among the priests and noble groups.

The source of this sound comes from a group of wandering priests. They claim to be the last shamans and agents of the gods in the world. As preachers of the Black Iron Age, they bring the will and revelation of the gods.

Many nobles have come into contact with this group of priests and have provided them with help to a greater or lesser extent. It is said that the last shamans have many extraordinary abilities and can perform miracles. They act mysteriously, and even if they receive help, they will not Reveal more to others, almost like a secret society.

Not long after, this group of priests disappeared in the royal city. Iden felt that they didn't seem to have left, but more like they were hiding, dormant, preparing and planning something.

It is worth mentioning that there are many nobles who know about the Black Iron Age, but there are very few people who have heard of the "Great Miracle". Only a few old nobles know a few words about it.

“The great miracle… is the miracle that makes the world new.”

Eden chewed these words and said.

"To make the world new...that is, to completely change the world?"

Althea asked curiously.

Eden shook his head and spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know clearly.

"Go back, it's already late."

Althea glanced at the sky and suggested.

Eden hesitated.

It is indeed getting late, and soon it will be curfew time.

Although this afternoon, I didn't get nothing, and I got enough intelligence and information. Logically speaking, I should be satisfied.

嗏

The results are not big enough.

Eden always felt that the results were not big enough.

"It doesn't feel as smooth as it did in the morning. Has the good luck brought by the bad luck coin been used up?"

Eden wondered in his heart.

Looking at the sky outside the car window, Eden suddenly thought of something.

"Wait... there's a place I haven't gone to yet."

Althea said confused:
"Where?"

"prison."

Eden answered.

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The druids and their apprentices who created the day spirits were handed over to the king's army after being captured by Deschanel's convoy.

This is not because the leader of the convoy, Bright, is unwilling to punish this group of evil wizards, but because they are foreigners after all and cannot execute local criminals privately.

Although Deschanel and Osenko have been friends for generations and are like brothers in the country, lynching in another country is undoubtedly a great offense to that country. In addition, there are many voices opposing this marriage. If one does not pay attention, It's easy to cause trouble.

After being handed over to the king's army, the druids and their apprentices were quickly thrown into prison in the royal city, waiting for the trial organized by the royal family.

Eden and Althea hurried to the prison before the curfew came. After the warden learned of Althea's identity, he did not dare to neglect at all like other nobles.

At Althea's request, the warden did not ask about the purpose of their trip, nor did he inform the other jailers about the matter.

"Your Highness...do you have any requests?"

asked the warden earnestly.

Althea looked at Eden, and then said:
"Let us go to the place where the prisoners are held and take a look. Don't call any guards. You can just take us there yourself."

The warden nodded quickly, turned around and led the way for the two of them.

Eden followed the warden closely and met several jailers along the way. The jailers were not surprised by the arrival of Althea and Eden. They thought they were here to visit the families of the prisoners.

The warden pushed open the wooden door of the cell area, and Eden quickly walked in. He looked around and saw the druid imprisoned in the innermost place from a distance.

Eden stepped forward, and after a while, he suddenly stopped.

At this moment, he saw a jailer standing at the door of the Druid's cell, muttering something.

A strange blue light flashed in the jailer's eyes. Although the moment was short, Eden still keenly captured it.

Eden chanted scriptures and entered a spiritual state.

There was evil in the soul of the "jailer", and he was too powerful to be like an ordinary person.

The "jailer" glanced at the warden and didn't notice anything strange. He didn't know that Eden's target was him. However, the druid happened to turn his head, lost control in an instant, and shouted in panic:
"It's him! It's him! The true believer!"

In an instant, the prison seemed to fall into a sudden deathly silence. The "jailer" turned his head. He was startled for a moment, and then a cold light appeared in his eyes. A snake-like cane popped out of his long sleeves. He raised it. He picked up his cane and chanted something in his mouth. The top of the cane glowed with a strange green light.

Eden reacted immediately, took a step forward, and recited ancient sayings.

"Kanu, Orossimoor." Traveling through the spirit world.

"Kazaruti, Orossimoor." Teleported from the spiritual world.

In a brief moment, before the "jailer's" attack arrived, Eden was already behind him. The latter kicked his calf, and the unsuspecting "jailer" immediately fell to his knees.

Eden instantly held his shoulders, put his knees on his back, subdued him, and pinned him firmly to the ground.

"hehe…"

Eden breathed heavily, and then looked at the panicked druid in the cell.

When I came to the prison, I just thought at first that I could use the good luck brought by the bad luck coin to get something new from the druid. Unexpectedly... I seemed to have caught a big fish.

The "jailer" struggled violently. Eden raised his foot and kicked his cane aside, then chanted ancient words and used "spiritual shock" to beat the "jailer"'s soul. For a moment, the latter seemed to be fished ashore, Like a big fish that struggled too much, it gradually lost the strength to fight back.

Just when Eden thought he had been completely subdued,
Suddenly, the "jailer" burst out with a burst of extremely strong willpower, and the soul that was undergoing the mental impact suddenly exploded. The "jailer" opened his mouth, and then closed it fiercely. The sound of violent collision of teeth sounded in the prison for a long time. Afterwards, the "jailer's" head fell limply to the ground, and his limbs also became limp.

Eden looked at this scene in astonishment.

he died?
For a moment, Eden let go of the "jailer", who lay motionless on the ground, with poisonous blood overflowing under his face.

"Curse him! O Ikabe, curse him with your most terrible curse! This true believer, the cancer of this world, killed a great shaman, curse him! Gods, it is because of such a person, you They are far away from us!" In the cell, the Druid screamed crazily and cried in pain. He frantically asked the gods to curse Iden, wishing to tear out Iden's bones and die without a burial. place.

Eden was breathing heavily, but the frantic voice of the druid calmed him down. He kicked the shaman's body and made sure there was no more strangeness before waving in the direction of Althea.

The warden stared at this scene dumbfounded. He swallowed and stood there awkwardly for a moment.

"Go back first and wait until we take care of it."

Althea put down these words, and then walked to Eden.

"He committed suicide. He probably put poison in his mouth beforehand."

Eden said calmly.

Althea looked at the corpse on the ground, and then at the Druid's cell. Not only was the Druid imprisoned in that cell, but his apprentices were also imprisoned in the same cell. The expressions of madness and madness were different. The group of apprentices huddled in the corner, shivering. There was no doubt that they were much more fragile than the druids.

Eden knelt down, dragged the shaman's body, and whispered:
"I'm going to get ready to channel."

Althea nodded and replied:

"If that doesn't work, I'll contact the witches."

Eden whispered:
"Maybe not."

While working with the coven to deal with Lozmer, the witch Mona taught Eden a simple psychic method.

This channeling method is very simple and does not require much knowledge of witchcraft. Even ordinary people can be successful after understanding the rituals and prayers and studying for a few days.

Of course, the price of simplicity is often not so easy to succeed.

However, Eden believes in his luck.

Taking out a knife to carve a ritual circle on the ground and reciting a prayer, Eden then entered a state of spiritual practice and tried to touch the remaining spirit of the shaman.

Boo!
There was a static-like sensation.

With a bang, when Eden touched the remaining spirit of the shaman, a ball of gray-white fire ignited from the shaman's spirit, swallowing it up in an instant.

The body of the shaman no longer had any spiritual residue left.

Eden looked at this scene in astonishment.

Channeling...failed...

The remaining spirituality of the shaman was swallowed up by the gray-white flames and completely disappeared?
The druid in the cell noticed this scene. He immediately stopped shouting and crying, and instead laughed wildly. He started mocking wantonly.

“Foolish, ignorant true believers!
Oh, how ignorant, this true believer who is trying to channel spirits doesn't even know that great shamans can use magic potions to clear away the remaining spirituality!
You foolish people, don’t expect to learn any secrets from the shaman’s spirit! "

The druid kept laughing and even rolled on the spot.

Eden's pupils shrank.

These shamans not only took poison and committed suicide immediately after being subdued, but also took magic potions in advance so that they would not be channeled by others after death.

What kind of secret organization is it that its members have such a terrifying consciousness? !
Since there was no way to channel the spirit, Eden searched for the shaman's body on the spot.

Soon, Eden found some herbs, some coins, and a crumpled note from his pockets and packages.

It can be seen that the shaman was very vigilant in this operation. In order not to leave any more clues after his death, he carried very few things.

Eden opened the note and saw a short paragraph of command-like text written inside.

"Give death to Fuso."

Fuso is the name of a druid.

Eden immediately understood that the shaman came to the prison not to take great risks to rescue the druid, but to kill people and silence them.

If they hadn't been lucky enough to arrive in time, the druid would have been dead and all the clues would have been lost.

Thinking of this, Eden looked at the druid in the prison, and an idea brewed in his mind.

This druid must know more information, but because of his loyalty to the shaman, he never revealed a single bit even though he was tortured.

However, if he were to know, the shamans he was loyal to had abandoned him.

Desperate, with a little temptation, you can get more clues from his mouth.

Take a deep breath.

Eden decided to...trust her luck.

He slowly walked towards the druid.

"What do you want to do?!"

The druid said in an urgent voice.

"I pity you and sympathize with you."

Iden crouched down and tried to empathize with the druid.

"what?"

Druid was a little stunned.
"Why do you say that?"

"Look at this note. They have abandoned you and want to get rid of you."

Eden handed the note in his hand to the druid.

The druid froze as he stared at the note, his deer-headed eyes showing an incredible look.

Seeing this, Eden thought to himself.

Successful.

Sure enough, I was lucky enough.

The druid froze and couldn't say a word for a long time. At this time, Eden thought about his words and finally spoke:

"Do you understand? They have abandoned you."

The druid finally reacted. He turned his head and murmured:
"Is this... this note... real?"

"You saw it with your own eyes. I found it on him."

"Okay, okay, okay..."

The druid seemed to be heartbroken.

Just when Eden was about to continue to seduce.

The druid suddenly took out a bottle of gray-white potion from his pocket and drank it all at lightning speed.

Then, before Iden could stop him, the druid jumped to his feet.

"Foolish true believer, you can't stop the great miracle! Mortals can no longer degenerate! Gods, please remember my sacrifice."

He screamed again and again, lowering his head and slamming into the wall.

Click, clatter.

His apprentices all showed horrified looks at this moment.

In an instant, the druid's body fell to the ground.

After seeing the note, he committed suicide almost without hesitation.

The druid's head was already bloody and he died on the spot.

Eden stared at this scene blankly.

The good luck brought by the bad luck coin...is this the end? !

(End of this chapter)