You don't cast spells by the rules at all, do you?

"Moved!"

The man firmly believed that he was not mistaken: "It's not moving now, but it must have moved just now!"

The old man Adefu frowned slightly: "Kate, control your emotions."

The man called Kate still looked excited: "Teacher, please believe me, it just blinked!"

Adev stared at the statue for a while, then shook his head and sighed, "Kate, we all know that you admire Lord Black very much, but that is in the past. You should look forward. You are a grown man in your 60s after all. Don't talk about Lord Black like a child every time. You should learn to be steady."

There is no one here who does not admire Carl Black. Adev also misses the days of the scholars in the past. At that time, the Temple of Truth existed not only in the virtual space, but also in the real world. It was once the largest academy in the empire, and it trained countless great magicians and mystics. Even the Vatican, which holds the highest authority, has to be polite to the temple.

Not to mention Carl Black, the founder of the temple, it is no exaggeration to say that he is the spiritual leader of all wizards.

If Black were still alive, who would dare to call them heretics? Who would dare to start a witch hunt?

Being above the tenth level is no joke. With just a wave of your hand, you can turn those witch hunters into ashes.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

Elviri and others could not help but remain silent.

The already serious atmosphere of the meeting became even more heavy because of a deceased name.

Adev is the oldest person present, and he sees many things more clearly than these children. Having faith is good, but one cannot go to unnecessary extremes and deceive oneself with unrealistic fantasies.

"Everyone knows that our current situation is unprecedentedly difficult, but no matter how difficult it is, we cannot give up."

Adefu's wrinkled eyes were full of seriousness. He looked at everyone and said, "Without Lord Black, we have to rely on ourselves."

"We can worship him and honor his memory, but we cannot live in the past."

"The dead are gone, and the living are here. We must face reality. The crueler the world is, the more resilient we must be. Those who cannot kill us will eventually make us stronger."

"We must carry on his legacy. When one Lord Black falls, there will be thousands and thousands of Lord Blacks standing up!"

"Understand?"

Everyone: "Understood!"

Sean: "?"

Wait a minute, he doesn't quite understand.

At first, when he heard the old man talk about the past of the Temple of Truth, he thought it was pretty good. It seemed that he was indeed very powerful in the past. The title of spiritual leader was not something that everyone could bear. But as he listened, he felt something was wrong. How could he be a big boss above the tenth level in the last second, and be carried away in the next second?

Kate felt aggrieved: "I really saw the statue move, why don't you believe me?"

"So what if he really did move?" Adefu reprimanded sternly, "A qualified wizard should remain calm and composed even when facing the gallows."

This refers not only to a strong will, but also to the control of magic power, because the most basic use of a person's own energy is "emotion."

If a person is in a good mood, people around him can feel it. Similarly, if this person is depressed, others can also notice it. The so-called "murderous aura", "pressure", "superior temperament" and so on are actually a form of expression of energy released through the mental state. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is called "aura".

and so--

“Don’t say that it’s just the statue that moved. Even if Lord Carl Black appeared in front of you alive, you must show the proper composure!”

"Same for you."

Adev is not only Kate's teacher, but also an elder to others. Since we are talking about this topic, he might as well give everyone a lesson. The practice of a wizard involves many aspects, and every detail may affect the heights that one can reach in the future.

And at every dawn meeting, he leads by example.

No matter how cruel, depressing, exciting or happy the meeting was, he would always keep a calm heart. After all, an elderly wizard should maintain a serious and majestic image in front of the younger generations.

"I believe that if Lord Black were still here, he would also be more eager to see you mature."

As Adev spoke, he stood up and walked to the tall statue, looking up at its blurry face. Memories filled his old eyes. Looking at the statue, he seemed to have returned to the prosperous era of scholars.

Until the statue moved again.

The pair of stone eyes that were supposed to be grayish white suddenly turned into a pair of deep black human eyes, with a hint of resentment, staring at him quietly.

Adfu blurted out: "Oh my god!"

Everyone: "???"

Sean: "..."

Where is the stability you promised?

Kate, whose emotions had finally calmed down after being scolded by Adev, became excited again: "It's moving, it's moving again! Did you see it?"

Of course I saw it.

Not only did I see it, I saw it very clearly.

Everyone's eyes had already fallen on the statue following Adev's movements, and Sean moved it on purpose this time - since he was here, he had to do something.

Even though there are some things Sean hasn't figured out yet, it doesn't stop him from reminding these guys - he's not dead yet!

The Temple of Truth has a total of seven floors, and there is an identical statue on each floor. Hundreds of years have passed since the Age of Scholars. Apart from allowing wizards to enter the temple, these statues have not made any other movements. Tonight is the first time!

"It really moved?!"

"Am I seeing right? Its eyes... have turned into human eyes?"

Everyone exclaimed, with disbelief in their eyes.

Elviri's lips slightly opened, her eyes widened, and her delicate face was full of surprise.

"how is this possible?"

These statues were all made by Carl Black himself and are connected to his soul. No one can control them except Carl Black himself, not even someone as powerful as her mother... Could it be that the man is really not dead?

"Lord Black, can you hear me?"

The Flame Crow Girl and the others were still immersed in shock, but Kate was extremely excited. Although she was an old person, she was like a little fan who met her idol and completely forgot what her teacher Adev had just said.

Even Adev's own emotions were out of control. His thick white beard trembled slightly and his eyes became moist.

"Lord Black...is it really you?"

……

Chapter 18 Thank you, Lord Black!

Yes or no?

This is indeed a question worth thinking about.

Sean pondered.

From the dream experience and the control he had over the statue, he was.

But judging from his ordinary life of more than 20 years, he may not be.

Even if a person's current life is related to his previous life and he has the memories of his previous life, from a biological point of view, he is still not the same person - in fact, everyone is not the same person from the previous second to the next second.

Because the cells in the human body are metabolizing every moment, the new cells and the old cells are not the same cells, and the body they form is naturally not the original body. This is the famous Ship of Theseus paradox.

It is also one of the most powerful magics in the "philosophy" branch of the Truth Art.

Under certain circumstances, it can fool people.

His thoughts drifted a little far, and Sean stopped in time.

Back to the question of whether I am Black or not——

He chose not to answer.

It was obvious that Adev was eager to get a definite answer. The old man was almost in tears. Kate and the others were also very excited, their faces flushed, looking at his statue with expectation, which made Sean wonder if he had a succubus physique in his previous life...

The more this happened, the less Sean expressed his opinion.

Just like the goddess is always slow to reply to messages, it is necessary to have this kind of ambiguous, uncertain and incomprehensible attitude to attract people and maintain her mystery as a legendary figure in the epic of the times.

After that, no matter what Adev and others said, Sean did not move.

Steady as an old dog.

But even so, Adev and others did not give up.

Or rather, they had already given up. Hundreds of years had passed and the world had changed drastically. Blake and his era of polymaths had long since become history. The harder people lived now, the more they missed the past. Everyone hoped that Blake was still alive, but at the same time, everyone knew that this was impossible. However, Sean's two actions rekindled hope in their hearts, which had already accepted reality.

"If it is really you, Lord Black, please open your eyes and look at this world."

Adev said loudly.

"Please look at what they have done."

"Those traitors branded us heretics and wanted to kill us all. We were forced to hide everywhere in fear. We wanted to fight and avenge our slaughtered companions..."

"But now the mysticism is in decline, and the enemies are numerous and powerful. Many of us new wizards don't even have the ability to protect ourselves. We can only flee and survive under the pursuit of the enemies..."

“But it doesn’t matter!”

"Because you're back!"

"Just as you once opened up the virtual space with one hand, created the Temple of Truth with one hand, conquered the Saint with one hand, and defeated the Pope with one hand..."

"Lord Black, please show yourself!"

"Please lead us and punish those unforgivable traitors."

"Please make the occult and wizards... great again!!"

Sean: "..."

Doesn't it turn out he has so many hands?

Adefu was full of emotion, like a devout believer praying for the coming of the Lord. Iris and the others were also infected. Kate's eyes turned red. She used the shaping magic to transform into a soft cushion, knelt down on the spot, and choked up and said, "Please show up, Lord Black!"

Not present.

Sean looked blank.

He won't come out.

After all, he is not the real "God" and does not buy into this. He himself does not believe in God. No matter in the previous life or this life, he only believes in knowledge. Once a believer insisted on discussing with him what form God exists in, he told the other party that it was mathematics, and God=6.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, everyone was inevitably disappointed.

Especially Elvira, Sean kept paying attention to the girl. Her face seemed to be more lonely than others, and she bit her lips slightly, which made him murmur in his heart.

When he asked Elviri about Blake before, the girl was a little impatient, as if she didn't want to mention this name, but now that he didn't respond, she became very disappointed...

So, what is Elvira's attitude towards Blake?

Sean found that girls' minds were sometimes hard to guess.

It feels like there is a story.

But there is one thing that is very strange. According to Adev, the era of scholars was hundreds of years ago. What kind of story can Elviri, a modern girl of seventeen or eighteen, have with historical figures?

Sean couldn't figure it out.

In front of the statue, Adev was not discouraged. He calmed down a little, turned around and said to everyone, "Don't be dejected. After sleeping for so many years, Lord Black may be tired. Let's not disturb him for now."

This was not self-deception, because the statue did move, and not only he and Kate saw it.

Lord Black must have his own reasons for not showing up.

Even if Lord Black has really been buried in the long river of time and only a remnant soul remains, it is still exciting news.

Because as long as he is there, he can bring hope to everyone.

This is the power of great men.

What's more, Lord Black might be able to help them step into the third floor of the temple and obtain the dusty knowledge, which is enough to bring the combat effectiveness of all wizards in the virtual space to a new level.

"No matter what, this is a good start. The era of our wizards will soon come again!" Adefu's voice was vigorous and powerful. He bowed deeply to the statue and said, "Let's adjourn the meeting tonight. Go back and prepare what needs to be prepared. Don't delay the important work."

"In addition, from today on, we must ensure that there is someone guarding the statue at all times. If Lord Black has any instructions, everyone must be informed immediately."

Sean: Huh?

instruct?

"Me, let me do it!" Kate volunteered.

Staying in the virtual space for a long time is actually a very tiring thing, which will constantly consume mental energy, but Kate is not afraid of hard work. He grew up listening to the stories of Carl Black. He feels honored to be the exclusive first-hand messenger of Lord Black!

"Then I won't argue with you." Iris gave Elviri a meaningful look and said with a smile, "When you get tired, you can ask me to take over your shift."

Kate: "Then you have to wait."