My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 378 The lock with the matching key has been found

The three of them then quickly returned to the Cangya Castle.

Although this place is very close to the Temple of the Covenant, it would be unsafe to wander around in such an unfamiliar place.

Moreover, this place has been abandoned for a long time, and after three hundred years of neglect, it has been covered by lush foliage, moss, and vines.

Only the path that Cellina discovered by chance leads unimpeded to the ruined manor.

After Roland used runic magic to imprint illusions and visual distractions on the ground, the path was buried.

Incidentally, because he could use his mental power and most of his magic power smoothly, Roland simply covered the entire manor with hidden runes.

If Roland hadn't been afraid that the disappearance of the entire manor would be too conspicuous and unusual, he would have even planned to hide the whole manor.

The current disguise is effective because as long as Roland and the others don't unleash their eighth-ring level magic power instantly, no matter how much magic power is used to probe this place, their presence will not be detected.

To be on the safe side, Roland even added a layer of mental energy barrier.

Only after ensuring basic safety in this way did Roland dare to live here.

Incidentally, he also placed the forbidden spell "Skyfall" runes throughout the entire manor.

Only one rune needs to be inscribed before this spell can be activated.

It's like a self-destruct switch.

Moreover, the biggest difference between rune magic and spell models is that the former cannot function without a complete spell formula, but an incomplete spell model will cause it to explode.

"Where's the stuff?"

"Don't worry."

In Cellina's childhood bedroom, Roland sat on the floor and then took out the stone engraving from his storage ring.

As for the base that Cellina had carried up, it now lay quietly on the ruins of the connecting corridor outside the door.

After taking it out, Roland first constructed a spell, using dream projection to project the appearance of the Demon King from his memory.

His specific appearance and clothing were based on the design of the prosthetic body built by Russell.

Next, the soul of the gauntlet spirit was linked to the projected physical body that existed between reality and illusion...

Great, everything went smoothly.

"It's a really strange feeling."

"And it is indeed quite crude... While inside the prosthetic body, I don't feel the need to operate it, but controlling this body is much more difficult."

"Forget it, it's just a projector, we shouldn't ask for too much."

Seeing the long-haired, black-haired demon king struggling to turn his head, Cherlinina couldn't help but cover her face.

Seeing a beautiful woman with long, straight black hair and a cool, serious expression performing such strange, uncoordinated movements is hard to resist, given her sense of humor.

Two minutes later, the Demon King finally got used to the new machine. He then awkwardly crouched down and began to examine the stone slab.

"One, two, three... eight, nine, ten... eighteen, nineteen, there are clearly only nineteen!"

After counting and confirming that he hadn't misremembered, the Demon King suddenly turned around and glared at Roland, his expression slightly annoyed: "You're not playing a prank, are you?"

On the other side, Cellina counted again and looked at Roland, whose expression was somewhat complicated: "It is indeed nineteen, Roland, how did you count to twenty-four?"

Roland remained silent for a long time.

Then he pointed to the stone slab: "Can't you...see those five pentagonal grooves in the center blank space?"

The Demon King and Cherlinina were taken aback upon hearing this, and then looked towards the stone slab.

There is indeed a blank space in the center.

But there's nothing there.

Cellina reached out and touched it, but didn't feel any sign of a groove.

The Demon King also touched it. Although the body was illusory, its senses were indeed synchronized with hers, and she did not feel any dents.

Roland: "..."

For some reason, Roland suddenly remembered the golden tree runestone.

He took out the special rune and looked at the Demon King: "The meeting with King Thran did not involve much communication."

"But he gave it to me back then."

“A… special primordial runestone.”

"He said it was a key, but he didn't know what it could be used to open."

"...Can I try it?"

As Roland spoke, he placed the golden tree runestone in his hand onto the groove that seemed to be visible only to him.

In the eyes of the other two, Roland had put his hand and the rune into the stone slab, and when Roland took his hand out, the peculiar rune had disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, a blinding golden light appeared in the eyes of the three.

Realizing something was about to go wrong, Roland quickly seized the Golden Tree Runestone, preventing the magic power from gathering and erupting.

only……

But the accident still happened.

The shadow of the golden tree...

However, the state it appeared in this time was not the burning golden tree seen in Avalon, but a half-withered, half-lush, half-decayed golden tree.

The phantom was dazzlingly golden, so bright that even the blazing sun could not obscure it.

The other side was covered in a bitter, decaying black color.

For some reason, Roland suddenly had a hunch... decaying blackness... burning...

The vision of the golden tree seemed to be trying to tell me something.

The first time was in Avalon, and the second time was in Enwa.

For some reason, Roland suddenly remembered the names that beings in this world used to describe the four supreme evil gods.

Lord of Black, Lord of Ashes, Throat of Oblivion, Whisperer of Eternity...

Burning, darkness with decaying and corrosive properties...

A flash of inspiration struck Roland, and a bold conjecture arose in his mind.

The phantom of the golden tree... could it be reflecting something?

For example, the invasion of an evil god.

But it doesn't match up...

Neither Avalon nor Enva has a specific characteristic that matches the nature of the threat they face.

The power of the Whisperer of Eternal Silence pervades the sea, a darkness from which all is plunged into eternal stillness.

Enva's mist, at least, is not related to that Black Lord.

He has a lot to say on this.

Whether it was his face-to-face encounter with the will of that evil god or his experience with Isfar, it was these experiences that allowed Roland to sense a familiar aura from the phantom of the golden tree.

If it's not in response to an impending disaster, then what is it?
And... the area covered by this phantom is huge... I hope no one will notice this.

"Roland, that rune stone is..." The Demon King was somewhat bewildered; even she had never seen anything like what had just happened before.

Roland shook his head: "It seems to be some kind of omen... It was triggered once before in Avalon, but that time the Golden Tree was burning."

“I didn’t think too much about it at first, but… you must have felt it too, right? The subtle magical aura contained in the phantom that appeared this time.”

"It's exactly the same as what I sensed in Isfar."

The Demon King nodded belatedly: "So... what is this rune stone?"

"I don't know either. There are no runes or characters on it, just a picture of a golden tree."

"However... if this thing is a key, then it seems that four other keys are needed to open the real treasure."

Roland shook his head helplessly, then looked down at the stone slab: "It seems I'll have to take good care of this."

"When I first put the Golden Tree Runestone in, I could sense that one of the seals was about to be broken."

"If it weren't for the commotion, I would have actually gone to take a look."

Cellina then asked, "Should we leave here first? After all, with such a commotion just now, the runes you set up might not still be effective."

Roland shook his head: "If the phantom only covered this area, we might need to run away, but you didn't see it. The area covered by this phantom is much larger... I guess it can be seen throughout the entire Enwa area."

"Going out and running around in this situation would only make it easier to be exposed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Soul-Gathering Orb on Roland's waist shook, and then after emitting a blinding white light, it spat out a long-horned little dragon girl who was yawning and stretching.

"Ha~~yawn~~~"

"Ah! Lord Roland!!! Are you alright!?"

Seeing that Polycia, who had been looking lazy, suddenly jumped up in a panic upon seeing Roland engulfed in flames, Roland sighed. "It's alright, I'm fine. These flames are just special effects."

"You seem to have recovered very well; even your strength seems to have improved somewhat."

"It seems you've taken another step forward in your control over power."

"Then we can put our plan to escape this hellhole on the agenda."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Polycia again, who was full of energy and seemed to have become more cheerful for some reason.

He was afraid that the girl would apologize first, saying that she hadn't fully utilized Elena's power, which had put Roland in danger.

After saying that, Roland rubbed the head of the still-shaken Polycia: "Alright, let's eat first. After you eat, get some rest here for a while."

……

Just as Roland and his group were about to start cooking, Enva's demons completely rioted.

This sudden, widespread phenomenon of golden trees clearly ignited the already sensitive and irritable demons, who were already on edge due to the mist.

Whether it was the royal army, the demon forces, or the unofficial great demons, they all began to investigate the origin and impact of the anomaly.

Even Dracula, who had just picked up Neve on the road, looked quite grim.

“Lord Dracula… what, what is that?” Neve asked nervously.

Dracula squinted and observed for a moment.

As one of the most powerful demons, Dracula didn't have to exert much effort to see through the nature of the anomaly.

"It's just a magical projection... but all phenomena are essentially magical projections. I can only sense that this phenomenon is harmless. It's like a picture artificially projected into the sky."

“Miss Neve, it seems things are about to get chaotic outside. I’ll take you back to the Demon King’s Court first.”

“Hmm.” Neve didn’t have any objections, though she had something to say but didn’t.

She sensed the soul aura of that powerful human being within the strange phenomenon.

She was deeply impressed by that powerful, profound, and upright spiritual aura.

But instead of speaking out, she pretended to be ignorant and successfully fooled the famous piercing master.

(End of this chapter)