Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

Vera seemed to understand, nodded, and prepared to administer the nutrient injection and philosopher's stone solution.

On the other side, Brigitte squatted on the right side of the ritual array, her five fingers dipping into the icy water, bypassing Tia's soft hair that was spreading out in the water, and slowly pressed against the back of Tia's neck, leaving five light purple marks.

In an instant, Tia's eyelashes trembled slightly above her tightly closed eyes.

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"Tia Surf has dived into the deep sea! Tia Surf has dived into the deep sea!"

Guzar's voice was filled with surprise.

Having just been transferred to the Palace of Wisdom, he was given an important mission by the Great Prophet: to go to the "Zodiac Palace" to monitor Tia Surf.

The Zodiac Palace is a complex of buildings constructed on a snowy mountain. In reality, it consists of twelve observatories standing atop various snowy mountain peaks, each named after one of the twelve zodiac signs, which are also the twelve nodes of the destiny star map in the material world.

Guzar's Pisces Palace is located on the eastern side of a mountain peak at an altitude of over 4,000 meters. It is entirely white, with three floors, and its interior is insulated using heat-insulating materials and flame spirits captured from the deep sea.

The prophets who were working were dressed in white robes that matched the color of the wall material, making the interior more like a laboratory than an observatory.

Monitoring Tia was certainly no easy task.

The Sequence Four superhumans are largely unaffected by the prophets and can even counter-surveillance their spying.

therefore:

"Immediately notify the Great Prophet! Then invoke the Destiny Star Chart to locate the deep-sea coordinates of the woman codenamed 'Witch'!"

Soon, the "Great Prophet" and "Faceless One," who was already famous in the supernatural world, walked through the airtight hatch. As the door hummed as it opened, a clear and melodious voice came first.

"Guzar, I wasn't wrong about you. Keeping a bunch of trash like you around is still somewhat useful."

The one who made the comment with that clear, crisp voice was a girl who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old.

She had short, brown hair and black eyes. She wore a wool shawl and a round-necked long-sleeved sweater that covered her chin. Her figure was not outstanding; in fact, it could be described as plain. You would forget her the moment you saw her.

If you put him on the street, anyone would mistake him for a child running around in winter, not some mysterious and unpredictable great prophet.

—This is Donya Bahram, the Faceless One who is never remembered.

The prophets, who were working in front of their instruments, bowed in respect.

Dongya walked straight to Guzar and said, "I already know about Sulfu's matter."

Guza breathed a sigh of relief, but also asked with doubt, "Great Prophet, what is Sulph doing diving into the deep sea...?"

"The ascension ceremony of Sequence Three. She is going to become a saint. Jeremiah told me."

"But this also..."

"Too fast?"

"Yes."

Dongya chuckled a few times, her gaze calm and unperturbed. "Guzar, you idiot. When you spied on her sanctuary, didn't you realize that she was from another world?"

Guza was stunned. "Huh?"

Dongya chuckled and asked, "Where are you from?"

"Western Villar City..."

"I heard in a biology lecture this year that humans evolved from monkeys, and you people in the west should be the last group to evolve."

Dongya ruthlessly engaged in regional discrimination, saying, "The spirits surrounding her are almost identical to those of the Pale Emperor Suleiman, who attempted to unify the world and establish the Suleiman Empire thousands of years ago. Whether Suleiman was an otherworldly being is debatable. But the group of spirits around him must be a manifestation of otherworldly knowledge, just like the secret texts they left behind. That's a settled conclusion, isn't it?"

"The only thing we can still discuss is whether the otherworldly being that led to the emergence of this otherworldly knowledge is in the past, present, or future. Of course, the question should be resolved now; He is in our time—at least one exists."

Suleiman was Solomon, and Guzal quickly recalled it as well. He stammered, "Great Prophet, then... won't this be detrimental to us?"

"Disadvantages? That's a good thing, Guzal. Don't casually label people as our enemies. No one is our enemy; our ultimate goal is the happiness of all mankind."

Dongya paused for a moment, then said, "If this being from another world is willing to integrate into our world, become a member of humanity, and offer her sanctuary for the happiness of all, that would be wonderful."

"But what if the Great Prophet doesn't agree...?"

"She will say yes. Because she is now a human being, and I have a gift she cannot refuse."

Chapter 436 Dongya Bahram

After obtaining the deep-sea coordinates from Guzar, Dongya soon went to the Aries Palace to prepare for the deep-sea diving ceremony. Before diving into the deep sea, she proactively said to Guzar:

"The Bloodthorn Sanctuary is now in our hands. You bunch of good-for-nothings, don't repeat my mistakes. I'll handle that witch, but resolve the remaining obstacles immediately."

"Afterwards, let our Emperor have a good talk with Peace Nok and find a way to get his hands on the Sorcerer Supreme's Sanctuary. And the Anzu, the Sanctuary of the Three Archangels of Industry is still in their hands."

Having said that, Dongya put on her hood and sat on the gilded throne in the center of the altar before diving into the deep sea.

For her, diving into the deep sea was commonplace. The seawater offered no resistance whatsoever; on the contrary, it welcomed her return. With a blink of an eye, her soul plunged into the water.

As soon as Dongya finished her deep dive, Guzar immediately braved the wind and snow to descend the mountain and spend two days traveling to the capital of the heavens, the blessed city of Bursa, to meet with the Sun King Ardaban XIV and order Ardaban to conduct official dialogue with the Silver Castle.

Although the Sun King was the nominal ruler, Tianfang was not a secular state. The power of the Wisdom Palace was even greater than that of the entire political center, Bersa, and the status of the Great Prophet was far superior to that of the Sun King.

Based on the Great Prophet's strategy, Tianfang has hardly taken the initiative to engage in foreign affairs in recent decades—especially formal diplomatic talks with Anzu.

Therefore, when the news was sent to Silver Castle via the deep sea, it immediately alarmed Queen Elizabeth.

In the White Sand Manor of Silver Castle, Albert, holding a telegram sent by the Cabinet, lay sprawled on the sofa, clicking his tongue in amazement: "Interesting, very interesting. Why are they targeting Sulph?! Didn't she just cause a scene at the Iris Garden? How did she get involved with the Celestials now?"

Roman stirred his black tea with a teaspoon, took a sip, and confirmed he could taste the sweetness: "You'll have to ask your mother, our wise Majesty! My Prince. What good will it do you ask me? I'd like to know why you left Sulph in the iris field for so long! She's a promising talent."

"I heard she's already advanced to Sequence Four!"

"what?"

Albert was taken aback and rubbed his forehead, saying, "When did this happen? How come I don't know anything about it?"

"It was just a few days ago—the news came from the Iris Flower region. Also, Perrick's precious daughter helped Sulph forge the Philosopher's Stone. Perrick was complaining about it to me when he came out of the council just now."

Roman, mimicking Peric's complaints, exclaimed, "Roman! What's wrong with this world! Why is it always so dangerous around Sulph? Is she some kind of demon? And other people's girls are all 'delicate,' 'cute,' and 'talented to sing and dance,' but my daughter has become someone who 'can rub the philosopher's stone with a hammer!' Her life has been ruined by that Sulph!"

"Ha!" Albert laughed a few times, then said sheepishly, "I've been so busy with electoral reforms lately that I've left all the international matters to Wilson and the others. It's understandable that Perrick is resentful."

He stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "But our Miss Anne does indeed have some talent."

The knight joked, "This only proves that Ansu is indeed a land of outstanding people and resources under your and Her Majesty's rule. Look, our Anne, Miss Sulf, and the talents of the Anti-Epidemic Bureau went to Iris and raised the Iris people's IQ by a lot."

“Mmm.” Albert accepted the flattery with satisfaction.

Roman suddenly said, "Of course, it would be even better if the council were willing to handle the compensation issue for the bombing of the Broken Gold River Hotel in Mistmoon City, which has been dragging on for several days, and to appease the spirits of our talented deceased."

Albert coughed awkwardly a few times. "I will urge the council. The matter at sea is over, and we need to bring Anne and the others back as soon as possible. We can't leave such talented people to the Iris people."

"And Sulph—see for yourself."

Albert bent down and tossed the telegram on the coffee table to Roman.

Roman glanced at it a few times and exclaimed in surprise, "The Great Prophet wants to make a formal visit to Ansu... and is even willing to provide some assistance to Sulph in her ascension to Sainthood, in order to obtain the Sanctuary of the Three Gods of Industry from us..."

"Wait! Help Sulph advance now?!"

Albert asked in surprise, "Roman, why are you so agitated?"

Roman suddenly stood up and said angrily:

“Sulph is advancing to Sequence Three, and the Palace of Wisdom is probably causing trouble! I need to ask Ms. Bernice and Pope Peter for help right now!”

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A powerful force dragged Tia's soul, forcing her to plunge into the deep sea.

10km...20km...30km...

After descending to 33km and passing through the critical layer, Tia's diving speed gradually stabilized. Then, countless shimmering white ropes bound her wrists and ankles, and the pressure of the seawater suddenly decreased significantly. A warm feeling instantly enveloped her entire body.

But unexpectedly.

These shimmering white ropes did not come from the underwater temple, but from the material world above water, pulling her back and preventing her from falling into the bottomless abyss.

—This is the trace she left in the material world.

It can also be called: faith.

The more people in the material world speak of her name and deeds, the stronger these ropes become; the more people practice her ideas and actions, the more powerful these ropes become.

In other words, the effect of the "grand miracle" in the deep sea was now embodied through the ritual.

The Sanctuary was able to maintain stability in the deep sea and even rise to the material world using similar methods.

Therefore, Tia's temple is extremely special.

The temple has no religious order or legends in the material world, yet it manages to maintain stability in the deep sea, like a ghost in the deep sea.

As Tia descended to around 60km, she was about to continue her descent into the temple, waiting for Vera or Brigitte to wield the blade in the material world and sever her soul.

But when Tia descended to 70km and saw the radiant, domed temple, she was suddenly stunned.

Without him.

The temple has been turned upside down!

Indeed, her upside-down temple is now lying flat and suspended in the deep sea, with its dome and towering spires pointing directly at the water's surface, while its foundation presses heavily against the seawater below.

Meanwhile, numerous spirits were enthusiastically roaming around the temple, welcoming their master's return.

"Is this still my home...?"

The girl stood there stunned for a while. The enormous doe was walking slowly in the deep sea. It raised its hooves, and hundreds of bloody tentacles split off from its plum blossom-shaped paw prints, rubbing against Tia affectionately.

Among all the spirit gods, Little Red was indeed the one she had the best relationship with.

But the other spirits were overly enthusiastic.

Especially after she frequently fed them fresh blood, many spirits became picky eaters. Unless it was mealtime, they would ignore her and only occasionally come to the temple to linger.

Tia steadied herself, took a deep breath, and the shimmering white rope lowered her slowly into the temple.

The altar in the main hall of the temple was empty and shrouded in shadow, with only the flickering light of the candlesticks.

Tia looked at the altar, having anticipated this, and said, "It's a complete trap. The Great Prophet, or rather, Lady Donya Bahram?"

"Shouldn't you come out and talk to us?"

Chapter 437 The Dream of Utopia

The flame of the sacred candle flickered, and from the shadows behind the altar, Dongya Bahram walked up to the altar with great interest.

She saw Tia first remove her hood, then ruffle her short, brown hair, and ask curiously, "Interesting—Tia Sulph. Should I call you an otherworldly being? But that's not the point. How did you figure that out?"

Is there even a need to look at this...?

If you suddenly see that your house is upside down, you'll realize something's wrong!

Using Earth as an example, it's like your home is on the second floor, but you press the button for the second basement level in the elevator and end up home.

This isn't just abnormal, it's downright bizarre, like something out of a horror movie...

Tia was speechless for a moment and could only say, "Because of experience."

"Experience? I'm not talking about that. Sit down."

Dongya raised her hand, and a sofa appeared out of thin air behind Tia. "I'm asking how you recognized me?"

The girl didn't know what the great prophet was up to, but she didn't stand on ceremony and sat down on the sofa, saying, "If my memories haven't been altered, I should be undergoing a transformation ceremony right now, and I'm about to dive to a depth of 70,000 meters."

"Seventy thousand meters is not a simple depth, is it? Only saints can reach that depth. There are only a handful of saints in the world, and the only ones who can create a near-perfect sanctuary at seventy thousand meters to deceive me are you, the Supreme Mage of the Empire, the Universal Patriarch of the Church, and the Sage Jeremiah."

"The universal patriarch must travel to the Holy Mountain and don the crown to temporarily gain the power of Sequence Two. Although the Sorcerer Supreme possesses Sequence Two power, he is already old, and the Imperials have no need to continue participating in the affairs of the Iris Kingdom. Jeremiah has no reason to waste a sanctuary specifically for me, so the only one left is the High Prophet, Dongya Bahram."

"And coincidentally—one of my former subordinates escaped the net, a prophet named Guzal, who witnessed the entirety of my sanctuary."

Snap. Snap. Snap!

Dongya clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Interesting, interesting! Is this deduction?"

"No. It's mainly because Jeremiah Toscari brought me a message, warning me to be careful of the prophet."

Tia, always an honest child, took a deep breath and said, "So you're here to interfere with my promotion to Sequence Three."

Dongya sat on the altar, ruffled her short, brown hair, and let her bare feet dangle in mid-air. She said, "To be precise, no. Although objectively speaking, I have indeed become an obstacle to your advancement."