Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

Barragas's soul sank to this distance, yet she trembled violently.

Beside her were several prophets dressed in white robes, all of whom were completely bewildered to see Baleggs staring intently at the light.

"Madam... how is Master Guzar now?"

“I’ve already distorted this sanctuary, having Arute impersonate a city hall bureaucrat and imprison Ulrich. Guzar should be on the island by now, but—”

"but?"

They have indeed arrived on the island and are already discussing how to inherit the sanctuary. Their nightmare mission didn't offer many clues, but Byragis has discerned the conditions for inheriting the sanctuary by observing Tia.

It is the triple trial on the Moon Gazing Tower.

Therefore, Baregass spared no effort in weaving nightmares on the tower in an attempt to delay Tia's completion of the trial.

But now it's questionable whether they can complete the trial before Tia.

It's even uncertain whether they will survive.

The witch had already passed through two doors and, through the barrier of the deep sea, discovered her presence.

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With her fingers lightly tapping on the table, Tia patiently waited for thirty breaths before the bench opposite her was pulled out.

But the place remained empty and deserted.

How pathetic—doesn't she even have the courage to come to the sanctuary to see me?

Even if she were to appear in the Sanctuary in person, or even just as a projection, Byragis would be bound by its restrictions. This was what she feared—the fear of exposing her weakness before a true deep-sea deity.

This is also what Barragas fears most—she is afraid of losing her power.

Those extraordinary individuals who study secret histories and rituals always know that their pragmatic principles bring them limited power, and therefore they cherish them all the more.

Tia's laughter grew increasingly unrestrained. She crossed her hands to support her chin and stared ahead as she spoke, "The prophets have probably already reached the Moon Tower, haven't they? I mean the one in the nightmare. It's even possible that they're already trying to inherit this sanctuary."

The chairs in front were silent, except for the sighing sound brought by the wind.

Tia bared her fangs, her voice growing increasingly arrogant: "And then there's you, historian, nightmare mentor, Barragas. Aside from wanting to use the double nightmare to entangle me in assisting the prophet, I'm afraid your target is me."

The chair vibrated slightly.

Although there was nothing on it, Tia could still see the fear and unease that Balegasi felt when facing her.

Because Tia had already guessed her true purpose.

Her goals are: to hunt down the Upside-Down God of Rebellion, the Sleeping Witch, and the Lord of the Temple.

If Byleges can find her history in the orphanage, there's no reason why she can't find her history of inheriting the sanctuary, which is the secret Byleges most hopes to uncover from Tia.

In other words, without completing the complete corruption of the soul, without ascending to sainthood, and completely skipping the principle prescribed by the prophet of Holy Number 1, "The gaze of the masses must have its limits, and the depths of the dive are the limits of the boundaries," he built a sanctuary tens of thousands of meters deep with a mortal body and was able to kill the twin serpents.

To achieve this, she must take advantage of the opportunity while Tia's soul is in the Moon Tower to break through Tia's soul defenses, capture Tia's soul, and then control it for her own use.

However, this historian was unaware of the truth about the upside-down temple.

Tia was also vague about this, but she could basically conclude that the temple originated from her knowledge.

It is not knowledge from this world, but knowledge from Earth.

The forging of the sacred number 3 defines the principle as "the limits of knowledge, the boundaries of vision, the plane of the deep sea, melting and forging, progressing day by day."

This principle essentially stipulates that there are limits to the knowledge that is acceptable to the secular world, and these limits are gradually expanding. Together with the principles of the prophets, it forms the boundary between transcendental knowledge and secular knowledge.

Tia's much knowledge, her hidden information about the universe and the earth, has transcended this boundary, falling from the material world into the deep sea.

The knowledge of this world has a substantial existence and a heavy power. It is concretely manifested in the Upside-Down Temple by mixing with Tia's memories—that is, "history" from outside the world.

This is also why Vera often sees various books that Tia read on Earth in the temple.

Such extraterrestrial visitors are not an isolated case in the history of occultism.

If Barragas could connect this to his knowledge of astrology, he might be able to understand a thing or two, since alchemists and astrologers who were well-versed in astrology have recorded "stars that appeared out of thin air" in history and marked them as extraterrestrial celestial bodies.

Bylegas's knowledge of nightmares and the deep sea truly amazed Tia; he opened her box so thoroughly in such a short time.

but--

"Having gone this far, you still don't dare show your face? How cowardly, Barragas."

Tia stood up with a sigh, pushing the chair back into its place. "You'll never succeed. Because I have nothing to fear while I live, and death would be even more beneficial. But since you lack that courage, just watch! I'll come to you myself!"

A cold, clear voice fell.

Tia left the stone gate behind her, which was carved with a ferocious lion, and looked up to climb to a higher level of the tower.

The Goat Gate, the Lion Gate, and then the Pelican Gate.

The pelican—in church scriptures, symbolizes suffering, sacrifice, and resurrection.

Despite this, Bylegas still dared not show his face, but the moment Tia stepped onto the steps, the unknown, biting cold wind blew like a blade, cutting into her skin.

This is Barragas' response.

Tia, showing no fear whatsoever, watched as the familiar living room transformed into a vast expanse of white snow-capped mountains. Dressed in a maroon robe, she steadfastly strode onto the ice and snow.

She must inherit the Sanctuary, and—she must kill Barragas.

Studying secret histories is not an unforgivable sin, but toying with souls and taking pleasure in fear has crossed Tia's intolerable line.

Not to mention that this secret historian also wanted to control her, usurp her foothold in this world, and the proof of her two lifetimes.

On the vast snow-covered mountain, the howling wind whipped up a deluge of snowflakes, threatening to obscure Tia's vision.

She looked up at the mountaintop, her once smooth, long black hair now frozen solid. She wore only a maroon robe, her arms completely covered by the thin fabric, and her bare feet sank into the snow.

Like ascetic monks practicing in the snow-capped mountains.

"Come on, Barragas, let me see where you are!"

Chapter 387 A Glimpse of Astonishment

After Tia formally extended the invitation to Bareges, the whole world was shrouded in a white snowstorm.

Unable to distinguish up from down, or east from west, or north from south, all one feels is the relentless, immense wind that seems to be trying to drive all climbers down the mountain.

Tia felt the difficulty of wrestling with the gods as soon as she took just one step.

Just like Sisyphus pushing a boulder uphill, Buddha practicing asceticism in the snowy mountains, or a knight raising his lance and charging at a windmill in the eyes of an onlooker.

In the snow piled up thick enough to cover chests, countless climbers' corpses, frozen into ice sculptures, stood densely on both sides of Tia, like the charnel ground the monks had described.

Some of them look exactly like Tia, while others look like Aviana. There's also Eleanor lying on the ground as if she's sleeping, Vera falling to the ground while pulling on her clothes, and Anne praying with her eyes closed.

As for Scarlett, Holly, and even Princess Lilybe and Lady Edwina, they are all pitiful and lifelike.

They are using all sorts of different expressions and their frozen bodies to tell the story of the girl's foolishness.

Tia only needed one glance to see through Baregass's little tricks.

Fortunately, this historian wasn't as foolish as Vera, and didn't include the elves Brenna and Freya, as well as Maximilian.

Or you could throw Brigitte in.

Otherwise, she really couldn't help but laugh out loud, and would waste her precious energy in the freezing cold.

The nightmare itself wasn't complex—for a historian at only Sequence Five, the more intricate the nightmare, the easier it is to break down. Therefore, Tia predicted:

The nightmares were nothing more than "snow-capped mountains" and "climbing".

Referring to her previous nightmare of being caught up in the snow mountain, the mountaintop is the ritual node of the Destiny Star Chart—Byreges didn't have time to weave three nightmares in such a short period of time, so it must be a reuse of material from her previous nightmare.

The "Star Chart of Fate" is something that Bareges could never replicate, not even in a nightmare. Therefore, it is the most vulnerable and easily broken part of the entire nightmare.

Everything else was merely a prop created by Barragas to prevent her from climbing the mountain, disrupting the nightmare, and completing the triple trial.

Barragas went to great lengths to keep her out of the Pelicans' gates, no matter what.

The girl raised her head, smiled brightly, and first looked at the ice sculpture corpse that resembled her sister. She reached out and "snap" broke off the long, slender leg from between the legs, holding it upside down in her hand as a hiking stick.

It would be a grave mistake to think that she would be afraid of these things or that these ice sculptures would affect her mind.

Once she sets a goal, she will achieve it no matter what means she uses, and she will never be influenced by external factors.

not to mention:

Having come this far, what reason is there to stop and linger?

There's no need to worry or be afraid; just keep moving forward. This isn't just driven by desire; it's also perfectly natural.

Tia leaned on Avina's thigh, raised her arm to shield herself from the wind and snow, and continued forward, her steps faltering.

The higher you go, the fewer ice sculptures there are on both sides, while the wind and blizzard become increasingly powerful.

"Have they realized their little tricks are useless, so they're just blindly pushing the limits?"

Tia murmured a few words, and golden fire swirled around her robe, igniting to alleviate the stiffness and sluggishness caused by the low temperature, while also burning her "hiking stick" to a crisp.

She didn't have much gold on her body; there was only a little gold thread on her robe, and it was all used to "shine in her blood."

Therefore, after climbing the mountain for a period of time, she was basically burning her blood, using the flesh and blood purified by "light in the blood" to forcibly replace the function of gold.

So much so that her bare feet were bloodless, appearing sickly pale.

Continue climbing upwards.

Amidst the snow and wind, everything was a vast expanse of white. Raising the field of vision, one could see that the surrounding ice sculptures had almost disappeared, leaving only a small red figure braving the wind and snow.

Tia's gaze pierced through the overwhelming blizzard and landed on the mountaintop, which was not far away.

as predicted......

Tia looked at the mountaintop a hundred meters away. After she took a step, she suddenly moved thousands of meters away and returned to the mountainside.

Because the power of Sequence Five could not completely control the deep sea's interference with Nightmare, making Nightmare very unstable, it simply used the unstable vulnerability as a weapon to interfere with her climbing the mountain.

This is really too much to handle.

"But how many more times can you use this sneaky trick, Bylegas?"

"The principles of the Holy Number 7 have already stipulated the balance between cost and power. Every time you exploit a loophole, you hasten the collapse of your nightmare. Or are you so confident that you can make me bow down before your storm before the nightmare collapses?"

Tia, leaning on her trekking pole, shouted, "Stop dreaming! Bylegas!"

"It's not that I'm being forced into your nightmares, get it straight, it's that you're being forced to only weave nightmares!"

Tia swung her trekking pole high, golden flames swirling around her body before she raised her head and continued her ascent to the mountain peak.

When you're tired, just grab an ice-cold drink and enjoy it.

When it gets cold, we light a fire to keep warm.

When your mind is exhausted, use mechanical rationality to solidify your mind.

When the body weakens, it ignites the blood, flesh, and bone marrow to drive forward.

Even if I die in a nightmare, I have no fear.

Keep the hope in yourself, and leave the rest to fate.

This terrifying belief largely stems from the influence of extraordinary elements, but there is also something more fundamental and underlying, originating from Tia's own twisted personality traits.

After all, few normal people would put explosives in their own home or under their own bed.

Once we reached the mountainside again, with only about 400 meters to go, the mountain peak suddenly appeared thousands of meters away.

So, they set off for the third time, the fourth time, the fifth time, setting off, setting off again.

Continue until you reach the top of the mountain.

Never compromise.

After countless attempts to set off again, the blood flow beneath Tia's terrifyingly pale skin had almost stopped, and her body moved forward mechanically, driven entirely by ritual and her soul.

At this moment, Tia was almost unrecognizable as a human; the trekking pole in her hand was even more muscular than her.

Beneath the skin, within the bones, and especially in the eyes, an increasingly resilient and brilliant color bursts forth.

It is not a physical thing like blood and flesh, but a radiance that bursts forth from the soul after the flesh and blood have withered. It is proof of the union of the extraordinary elements and the soul, the nature of the soul after it has been polluted, spirituality, and what the extraordinary seek.

As Tia often heard the proverb: We are born to pursue glory.

This thing, which countless extraordinary beings have dreamed of, now appears in Tia's mind as if it has broken free of its cocoon, igniting within her bones and blossoming, transcending, and sublimating in her eyes.