Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 141 Weird Wax Figure
dong dong dong! !

After the prophetic song came out of the coffin, the lids of all the coffins broke open one after another, revealing what was inside.

Inside these coffins, there were no undead creatures as Hank and the Eye of the Earth had imagined, but rather wax figures made of wax of various colors.

The wax figures seemed to depict various war scenes.

In a coffin, a tall, hideous wax figure of a demon holding a giant sickle was leading the Abyss Legion, fighting against a group of strange black creatures.

In another coffin, an angel wax figure and an emerald dragon wax figure were flying side by side in the air. The coalition forces composed of humans and elves were joining forces to fight against the vast undead creatures.

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Seeing that there seemed to be no danger in front of him, the Eye of the Earth breathed a sigh of relief.

"These wax figures look really weird, but at least we don't have to face the powerful undead spirits beyond imagination directly, and many people will die less."

"No, that's not the case! I would rather the person in the coffin is a powerful duke of vampires, or a necromancer who masters terrible blood magic, or even a blood dragon from ancient legends. I don't want to face these things."

Hank felt creepy and shuddered as he looked at these strange wax figures. He pointed at them and said to the Eye of the Earth, "I have seen these in books. According to the books, these are the wax figures of war in the palace of the God of War. They represent the war of natural disasters.

When these wax figures appear, it means that a terrible war is about to come."

"War?" The Eye of the Earth was very confused. "These lifeless wax figures can lead to war? This is too absurd.

I don't sense any traces of magic on these wax figures, they are just dead objects. I believe in magic."

“Magic requires power to be activated, but it does not necessarily require violent fluctuations in magic power.

These wax figures, combined with the songs just now, I think this is probably a forbidden curse magic that takes a long time to release. It will subtly guide our traveling city towards the path of starting a war or being started by a war.

The most troublesome thing is that when the wax figures in the coffins appear and the rumor spreads, the casting of the curse magic has been completed.

Even if we destroy all these wax figures now, there is no way to stop the curse from continuing.

I have only dabbled in curse magic, but I am not that proficient. Maybe I need to ask someone else to come and take a look."

"Okay! I'll contact him right away." Old Pokoby respected Hank's opinion very much. He nodded immediately and used magic to make remote contact.

Hank said with a frown, and then looked at a coffin in the corner. Inside the coffin, the main part of the wax figure was a red moon made of machinery and flesh, and many monsters that appeared on the night of the Flesh and Blood Disaster were floating down from the red moon. What puzzled Hank the most was that there was a charred big hand holding the red moon from the bottom of the red moon, as if it could crush the red moon at any time.

“It’s really strange, many of these wax figures are exactly the same as those in the books, but there are others that are not in the books.

For example, this wax figure.

This wax figure seems to be foreshadowing something.

Could it be that the mechanical moon that appeared above us that night was not dead, but was still possessed and controlled by some powerful being?

That's too scary. The Mechanical Moon doesn't seem to have fully awakened yet, but it already has the power of creation similar to that of a god. What a terrifying existence it must be to be able to control a god."

"Okay, I understand." Old Pokopi ended his contact with the capital with a serious look on his face and said to Hank:

"I have reported the situation to the Lord of Xingge City. She said she would request support from the capital. She asked us to protect the scene and avoid damage as much as possible. She also set the area as a no-entry zone and wait for support from the capital to arrive."

"It's too late." Hank shook his head and said, "Look for yourself."

The Eye of the Earth looked over in confusion, and all the wax figures melted in an instant, turning into a mess of wax oil on the ground, exposing the corpses in the wax figures that had died of fear a long time ago.

The six missing guard mages were among them. In addition to them, there were also some mages dressed as civilians.

They all have one thing in common: Each of them has a wooden plaque on their chest that represents the Church of the Mechanical Moon.

Old Pokoby clenched his fists with a sullen look on his face, veins popping out: "This is a provocation! Those skeletons on the Island of the Dead are simply lawless! Dean Hank, you are right. This is indeed a curse ritual.

From this moment on, the war has begun."

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“My Lord City Lord, we have found out that the prophetic song sung in the coffin comes from the Bone Blue Scripture left behind by the seventh Dragon Sa-Ai Lang before he ascended.

It was a scripture carved out of a piece of bone with blue powder, and was once considered a holy relic of the Holy See. But two thousand years ago, the Bone Blue Scripture disappeared and its whereabouts remain unknown.

The passage recited in the coffin is the introduction to the beginning of the "Dragon God Chapter" in the Bone Blue Sutra.

The complete prophecy of the entire chapter is roughly as follows:
A terrible natural disaster has befallen the world of Yasa, and ancient enemies from the past and future have arrived in the present.

The seven dragon gods have chosen their respective spokesmen, who will lead the creatures of the Yasa world to fight against the ancient enemies.

This will be an extremely difficult battle, with countless lives lost and rivers of blood shed. It is inevitable. We cannot escape, and cannot escape. The price of failure will be the destruction of the world. "

The seventh dragon, Sa-Ailang, was an absolutely powerful man who achieved godhood as a mortal, stood shoulder to shoulder with the six dragon gods, and then disappeared.

He is the last being in the entire Yasha world to become a god. After him, no one in the Yasha world can break through to become a demigod. At the same time, he is also the ancestor of the Xingge family.

In the library, a scholar in a blue magic robe walked beside Xingge and introduced humbly:
“My Lord City Lord, we think that their recitation of this scripture is more of a missionary activity.

Everyone in the entire traveling city heard their scriptures. Although no one has been affected by them yet, those who remember these scriptures will keep them in their subconscious.

When someone takes the Bone Blue Scripture to preach, many of our people will be deceived by the other side. This is a war in the realm of consciousness and soul. There is no smoke of gunpowder, but it is extremely dangerous.

This must be an evil conspiracy of the Holy See.

During the Broken Staff Era, many of our mages were bewitched by this method and became running dogs of the Holy See.

Now they are just repeating their old tricks.”

"The scriptures of our ancestors... No wonder I feel a sense of familiarity. The copy of the Bone Blue Scripture is still preserved in our family. I memorized it when I was a child."

Xingge stood with his hands behind his back, looking rather unhappy.

"From what you said, it is possible that it is the faction of the Holy See. The internal fighting in our family has never stopped since the split in the Broken Chapter Era. We have always believed that our ancestor is dead and magic is the way to become a god. Our ancestor can rely on magic to become the seventh dragon, so can we.

However, they always believed that their ancestors were not dead, but were just sleeping in the divine realm, and needed enough faith to awaken them.

It's ridiculous. The Holy See has existed for more than a year or two. For such a long time, everyone has believed in the Holy See. If the so-called power of faith could really awaken our ancestors, they would have woken up long ago."

Xingge shook his head and then asked:

"What do you think about the curse ritual that Dean Hank mentioned?"

"Well... I am also proficient in curse magic, so I dare not speak rashly. But I think what Dean Hank said makes a lot of sense.

At least most of the wax figures that appeared in the crystal ball did come from the Temple of War, especially this wax figure.

This female knight riding a gray-white warhorse. This female knight is called the Elf Valkyrie, a warrior close to the gods in the legend. They ride on the Valkyrie Pegasus and the sword in their hands can easily kill a dragon.

According to the legend of the elves, Valkyries are the nemesis of mages. They can easily suppress magic power, and even demigod mages can be killed by them.

Of course, this is definitely just a legend. Hahahaha, in the fantasy of those elves, their ancestors are omnipotent. But in fact, they are just poor guys living outside the continent. If it weren't for the protection of the Emerald Dragon, they would have been exterminated by the demons long ago.

Oh, sorry, I got off topic.

I mean, the Elven Valkyrie is a very typical statue representing the God of War.

According to the records in the books, statues of elven Valkyries are never seen in other temples, only in the temple of the God of War. "

"War?" Xingge rubbed his brow in annoyance. "I am not afraid of war, but my people have always loved peace, and most of them have no experience in war.

Our traveling city focuses on commerce and lacks a lot of basic agriculture and basic industries. It is not a fortress city with extremely strong defenses and is not suitable for war at all.

As long as I am alive and still in this position of city lord, I will never initiate a war against other countries.

If our Travel City is really involved in a war, it must be other forces attacking us. Attacking our Travel City is equivalent to declaring war on the entire Silver City-State.

Looking at the entire Asian world, the only one that has the strength to confront us head-on is the Holy See.

Could it be that the second era of broken sticks is about to begin again?"

As Xingge spoke, he shook his head:

"There is always a way out. As long as it's magic, there is a solution. I have applied to the Senate of Nine-ring Magicians for six legendary spellcasters who are good at curse magic.

They will arrive in our Travel City one after another. With them, we will surely defeat the enemy's plot. If even they can't stop it, then I will continue to apply, even if I have to invite my parents and teachers to come, I will protect the Travel City."

The blue-robed wizard immediately became anxious: "Miss, then you have failed the trial, which will affect your seat in the Senate of Environmental Magicians."

"It's just an impact, it's no big deal. Compared to power, my people are more important."

As Xingge spoke, he raised his head and frowned.

"Now what I'm worried about is not the curse, but something beyond the curse. Under my nose, under the vigorous investigation of the Star-Moon Society and the Guard Mage, they were able to set up such a complicated magic ritual in the southern suburbs.

Who are they and how did they do it?
This is what I am most worried about. If they can do these things in the southern suburbs today, they can do them in my city lord's mansion tomorrow. Investigate it strictly! It must be investigated strictly. "

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After saying goodbye to the dark elf sheriff and two dark elf girls, Richard took off from the city lord's mansion riding on the gargoyle.

Due to an unexpected situation, the case of the missing six guard mages has entered a new stage.

As a suspect in the previous stage, Richard was also acquitted. No one would think that the strange wax figure and the ballad that spread throughout the travel city had anything to do with Richard.

The same is true.

If the chef hadn't reminded him, given Richard's personality, he would have flown to the southern suburbs to join in the fun. But since the chef had already said hello, he went straight back to Saint Laurent Prison.

As soon as he returned to St. Laurent Prison, Richard saw the dwarf Green Ham waiting anxiously at the prison gate.

"Boss! You're finally back. Go to the underground prison and take a look. That zombie woman has gone crazy."

"Hmm? Don't worry, just tell me what happened."

Richard followed Green Ham towards the prison with confusion and asked Green Ham about the details.

“Boss, not long before you came back, that woman suddenly got into the body of a zombie, and then she didn’t try to break through the barrier, but rolled around on the floor in the cell, howling.

The zombie's body was almost broken by her monitoring.

Without your order, I cannot approach the cell and can only watch from a distance."

"Okay, I understand." Richard's heart skipped a beat. It must be the cause of the mysterious organization!
He keenly noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Green Ham's description, so he asked, "Green, didn't you hear any noise in prison?"

"Sound? What sound?"

"A ballad. A ballad similar to a poem."

"I didn't hear it. I didn't encounter any other problems in prison except that woman going crazy." Green Ham spread his hands.

"Okay, I understand." Richard was a little confused. He didn't know whether it was the magic-forbidden ability of Saint Laurent Prison that blocked the sound, or whether the mysterious organization deliberately let the ballad bypass Saint Laurent Prison. But now was obviously not the time to study this.

He hurriedly went into the well and came to the underground prison. He saw Odysseus rolling around in his prison.

When he approached Odysseus' cell, Odysseus, who had been wailing in pain, finally stopped.

She sat up from the ground and shouted to Richard in fear: "What have you done? You cut off my connection with the void. I can't go back to my home, my country, my world."

(End of this chapter)