Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

Let's jump straight into metaphysics.

This refers to the core ritual "Complete Laws" which can only be mastered by legislators at the fifth rank.

By using the power of one's own beliefs, or "I think," one can forcibly modify one's goals.

She attached the golden scroll to the side of the altar, then took out herbs, aromatherapy oils, and various other ritual materials and laid them on the sacred triangular ritual array inscribed below the altar, lighting them one by one.

Annie sensed something was off and whispered, "Wait, Tia, you're not thinking of using a law spell to force a spirit to meet the threshold, are you? But the problem is, these law spells usually have a time effect..."

"Even a trial card would be great! It's much better than wasting time like this, right?"

Tia is optimistic.

Anne felt that made sense, so she stepped aside and Bangbang punched the one-eyed hairy ball Gesas on the operating table twice to wake him up.

—The art of law requires both a mouth and eyes. Therefore, a mute cannot be a legislator, and dealing with the art of law is simple: just gouge out your ears when you hear it.

Gesas suddenly woke up to find the furry ball struggling in a panic. He then discovered that translucent chains had firmly bound it in mid-air, suspending it fifteen centimeters above the ceremonial platform.

Gesas's one vertical giant eye was filled with panic.

What the hell is this place?!

But before Gessar could speak...

The ritual of the Laws of Law unfolded, and golden runes symbolizing the contents of the code rose up, as if Tia had reached out an invisible hand and suddenly grabbed Gesas by the throat.

Tia began, “...The preface and introduction are omitted. I hereby, by the authority of Saint Sulph and the legal codes of the Kingdom of Ansu—and these are also omitted—respectfully bestow glory upon you, the deep-sea tribes, on behalf of the gods, so that you may enjoy the blessings of the Holy Grail and the Prophets, and be protected by the sacred matter created by the gods...Very well, the following text is the same as above, and is also omitted.”

The words fell.

The golden scroll on the ceremonial platform quickly turned into dust and dissipated in the wind, while Gesas trembled violently, vibrating at a frequency that Tia had never heard of before. In an instant, the spirituality of Gesas generated trillions of vibrations, rapidly stirring the surrounding spiritual environment.

The ritual Anne had set up to cleanse the evil spirits and pacify the spiritual was greatly disrupted at this moment. The lit holy candles flickered, like a lone flame in a stormy night, almost going out.

Not just in the ceremonial room.

This fluctuation even forcefully penetrated Tia's spatial lock, ignoring the walls of the ritual room, and violently trembled in all directions from the third floor of the castle.

Rashina was the first to sense this strange spiritual fluctuation, followed by Bernice.

Rashina immediately went to the tower outside the castle and confronted the observer at the watchtower, demanding, "Why didn't you report such strong spiritual fluctuations across the Great Icefield?!"

On the contrary, the lower-sequence extraordinary beings are completely unaware of this.

The observer said blankly, "Your Highness! There's no problem on the Great Ice Plains. The spirits and ritual dolls we sent out didn't detect anything unusual either."

"No problem?"

Rashina was taken aback and immediately went downstairs to find Bernice.

Bernice was chatting idly with Eleanor in her office when she sensed this spiritual fluctuation.

Even this elderly woman, who had grown detached from worldly affairs, was suddenly startled.

Under normal circumstances, spirituality is a rather chaotic existence. It has no material carrier, is neither a wave nor a particle, and can only be perceived through the soul.

Such is the spirit of the deep sea: chaotic, viscous, and eternally flowing irregularly. The spirits of the deep sea also possess this characteristic, which is why their personalities are far more obsessive and elusive than those of the extraordinary.

However, this spiritual fluctuation was not the chaotic, twisted ball of yarn that spirits possess, but rather a regular, concentric, and even aesthetically pleasing fluctuation!

This is a characteristic possessed only by extraordinary human beings.

—And it's Sequence Four!

When Rashina met Bernice, Bernice immediately said, "The Iris faction has also sent a Sequence 4 sorcerer?"

Rashina categorically denied it, saying, "Impossible."

“I’ve checked all the people from the Iris Blossoms this time, and I’ve also checked the list. The highest they’ve sent is only Sequence Five, and the Iris Blossoms are too busy dealing with their own internal strife after the Fog Moon’s internal conflict. Madam, how could they possibly send a Grand Alchemist?”

Bernice glanced at her closed office door and said, "You don't know that Iris sent Eleanor here yet."

Rashina: "......"

"But it shouldn't be related to the iris. I found the source of the spiritual fluctuations just now."

Bernice looked up at the building and sighed, "It's probably Sulph who made the commotion."

"But where is that little guy going to get me another Sequence 4?"

............

............

"—Gesar!—Gesar!"

On the vast ice plain, the spirit howled past, stirring up a fierce wind, like a giant serpent that has been coiled around the earth since ancient times, raising its head and roaring towards the east.

The time has come.

The spirits, who had been waiting on the Great Ice Plains for months, were eager to start a war with the prophet. They all became frenzied and followed closely behind the silver dragon soaring through the sky.

Whoops!

The frost-white dragon wings suddenly flapped, and Avina, standing on the back of the silver dragon, looked into the distance. In an instant, she and the giant dragon beneath her suddenly opened their amber eyes, their pupils blazing like fire.

"Gesas... how did Gesas come back to life at this time? No, why is Gesas's spiritual energy fluctuation the same as a human's?"

Avina was unsure of what to do, so she first made a prophecy, but just like her prophecy about Tia, it was vague, only predicting that Gesas was indeed alive and other vague information.

They immediately went to find the multi-headed giant serpent, Palam.

The giant serpent Palam also said with apprehension, "The extraordinary characteristics of that aura are definitely those of Gessar, but the fluctuations are definitely those of a human."

"Nonsense!" Avina rolled her eyes and said, "I know that. I asked if something was wrong with the situation and if someone was up to something."

"Gesas has fallen into your sister's hands, and you're asking me? That's your own sister, the daughter of Pisces—"

"I believe her."

"Ha. You actually believed in Dongya Bahram."

"Tia is different!"

Param hissed a few times and then fell silent.

Avina was undecided, but Gesas was indeed in Tia's hands, and Gesas's situation was not good at the moment.

Is Tia reminding her of something?

Avina immediately took a deep breath, and the silver dragon beneath her flapped its wings.

The dragon, covered in scales, turned its head to look at the spirit on the vast ice plain, as a cold wind swept across the land.

"Halt the advance! Wait for the right opportunity!"

Chapter 516 You're awake! The surgery was a success.

Thirty kilometers north of the forward outpost lies Whalehorn Hill, the Prophet's Camp.

The camp was built in the middle of a hill, its gentle slopes covered with lush green grass and moss, and then a layer of snow. Above the snow line, a single-piece cast-in-place watchtower was constructed.

The Faceless One, the Great Prophet, Dongya Bahram, tightened his sweater around his neck as he sat in a chair, looking at the Sequence Four Prophets adjusting their binoculars, and fiddling with the exquisite elephant-hunting rifle in his hand.

The Elephant Hunter Long-Barreled Heavy Revolver is 580mm long, has an 11.4mm caliber, and its muzzle energy is unknown. It was manufactured by the Anzu Holy Church in conjunction with Edith Heavy Industries. The stock is inscribed with "Made in Heaven, Quality Guaranteed".

However, this elephant hunting gun has undergone a complete overhaul, from the gun body to the bullets, and the muzzle energy has reached a level that can easily penetrate Sequence 6 protection and assassinate Sequence 5 superhumans.

Dong Xinya removed a mithril bullet, looked at the prophet who was nervously adjusting his binoculars, stroked the rose-patterned characters on the gun, and said expressionlessly, "No need for fine-tuning, Guzar, come see me."

Guzar, who was placing his hand on the lens, was a little annoyed, but he still quickly turned to Dongya, "Your Excellency—"

"No need to be polite. Do you know what this is?"

*Snap!* *Thud!*

The girl with short brown hair twirled the trigger ring a few times. Just as Guzar looked up at the sound, Dongya suddenly raised the elephant hunting gun in her hand and aimed it at Guzar's forehead.

Guzar said helplessly, "Your Excellency! It's not that we're not in a hurry, it's just that the environment of the Great Icefield is special. Adjusting the telescope and setting up the instruments will take time. At least let us get the celestial alignment right... Besides, you are a civilized person..."

"Huh? Guzar, you, who's not fully evolved, are talking to me about civilization?"

Dongya chuckled a few times and said, "Let me ask you again—do you recognize this gun?"

Guzar looked completely bewildered.

Dongya coldly said, "Chekhov's gun, Avina Sulf's sidearm, do you think the spirit is still on the Great Ice Plains?!"

"You should be glad I don't have any bullets in my gun right now, or I would have fucking blown you up, Guzar! Look at the stupid things you've done! Haven't you idiots noticed that the spirits of the Great Icefield have already retreated?!"

"I asked you to set up this fake ritual to lure Avina into my trap, so that my main body in the west can project the ritual onto the Great Icefield."

"Now that the spirits have retreated to the Great Ice Plains, who are you trying to fool by setting up this trap?!"

Guzar was startled and exclaimed in disbelief, "They retreated back to the Great Ice Plains?! How did they find us?"

He was completely unaware!

If I had to put it into words, it would be that a strange spiritual fluctuation was emanating from the direction of Westerburg.

"Is it related to the previous spiritual fluctuations?"

"Are you asking me, Guzar?"

Dongya said indifferently, "I don't care how they retreated back to the Great Ice Plains. My current demand is that you must keep these spirits at bay and absolutely not let them interfere with the rituals that the West is preparing!"

Guzar was drenched in sweat and didn't know what to say for a moment.

It sounds easy, but they simply don't have that ability!

Are we sending these prophets deep into the Great Ice Age to entangle those spirits?

The prophets split into two groups from the very beginning.

One group is the true main force escorting the ritual. They had already infiltrated the extreme cold zone of the Great Icefield under the protection of Dongya. Now they have regrouped and are preparing to set up ten projection ritual nodes.

Even Dongya went to the Arctic region.

What remains here now is nothing but her projection.

However, setting up the rituals takes time and involves spiritual fluctuations. This requires the prophets, who are backed by the empire's forward outposts, to provide cover.

This is also why Dongya specifically sent Merlin, the Sorcerer Supreme of the Empire, to the Great Icefield to "expand the borders".

With the assistance of the Imperials, Guzar and his group were able to restrain Avina and her spirits.

If they themselves venture deep into the Great Icefield and fight the spirits...

All I can say is that they will die a horrible death.

Guza's side appears to have a large number of people, but there are actually only three Sequence Fours. Including the projection left by Dongya, it can barely be counted as four.

Four Sequence 4 beings are outnumbered by thousands of riotous spirits, some even at least Sequence 7.

"Give me an explanation, Guzhar." Dongya slowly lowered her gun and said with a smile, "Don't worry, there are no bullets in the gun."

Guzar breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Eternal Night Fortress still has a portion of its forces..."

He was about to contact Eternal Night Fortress, but he hadn't left yet.

Click! Tap!

In a flash, a bullet was loaded, the safety was engaged, and the barrel of the elephant gun was pressed tightly against Guzar's heart, instantly causing the prophet to suffer a cardiac arrest.

“But now we have it, Guzar.” Dongya squinted and nudged Guzar’s trembling chest, displeased. “Guzar, when did you become so cowardly? Why did I leave Claire and those prophets and seers in Eternal Night Keep? Don’t you have any thoughts on that?”

“Claire and her people aren’t like you—they’re smart, they know how to protect themselves, and if we fail, the legacy of the Wisdom Palace can continue through them. You want to destroy the entire Wisdom Palace?”

“But, but…” Guzar said, a sorrowful light in his eyes, “How can we do it?”

“Drag the Imperials into the battlefield.”

Guzad was immediately terrified, saying, "This is terrible for Tianfang..."

The girl with short brown hair chuckled gently and said softly, "Guzar, are you some kind of noble, selfless person who would risk his life?"

Guzar shook his head resolutely.

"Then you must have countless riches and servants, endless power and wives and concubines in the heavens?"

Guzar shook his head repeatedly.

"So you were bribed by the Empire and were willing to give up your prophetic mission for the sake of the Empire?"

"How could that be! Your Excellency! I simply feel that this is detrimental to the country..."