The tawny owl expected to see some sleeping giant beast from the window, but in the end he didn't see any living thing in the compartment.
Instead, it was like an idle laboratory.
The interior is clean and tidy, with a long table covered with metal plates and shelves filled with glassware - flasks, test tubes, retorts, mixing bowls and various small utensils. Just looking at these things, it seems that you can smell the strong smell of alcohol, ether, formalin and other things rushing towards your face.
But what attracted the Tawny Owl's attention the most was a steel chair with leather hoops. The chair had a strange shape and was obviously meant to tie people to it for some special purpose.
Gray Owl is an experienced interrogator. He is keenly aware that the chair has been used many times and there is an unpleasant smell everywhere.
"Don't look at that, it's used to hold the fruits of victory of our actions." Wigfortz called the Gray Owl's attention back and pointed to the compartments where roars came from, "These are the It can help us win."
[The fruit of victory... This guy seems to want the placenta of the lion cub...] The Gray Forest Owl recalled Vilgefortz's plan for the Princess of Cintra, even though he could not bear it. I couldn't help but shudder.
Compared with the fancy experiments of these warlocks, it seems that the empire has become merciful in interrogating traitors and spies.
The gray owl swallowed: "You want these imprisoned monsters to come and help? I think if you open the door, they will immediately rush out and tear us into pieces!" The implication is that he is unwilling to cooperate with us
. These uncontrolled monsters act together.
"Isn't it better this way? The more ferocious they are, the more damage they can cause to Cintra." Vilgefortz chuckled, "You don't have to worry, you have no chance to get along with these big guys. , because they will be put directly into the town of Blochlon."
He walked through the iron gates carefully: "The [Chimera] was created by mixing deer-headed demons, griffons, pterodactyls and insectoid creatures. ]; the [Troll Mantis] created by Alzu and later transformed by the alchemist stationed in Kaer Morhen and named 'The Fearful'; and the mutant crab transformed from native creatures and alien creatures. Demons [Koshche monsters]—each of them is a beast that can destroy an ordinary town."
Wigfortz was proud, but sighed: "It's a pity that I couldn't find a way to summon or create one. [Salivating Demon]’s technology, otherwise we might not be able to reproduce [Alzu’s Double Cross Summoning Technique].” “
That way, not to mention the strength of a small town, even the entire Cintra army would be able to block it. Let's take Cirila away."
Every name the warlock reported was famous. Even if you don't study monsters or biology, you can still find the names of these monsters in history books.
The Gray Owl became happy and nervous: "Are you going to use the portal to drop them directly into the town of Blochlon?" "
No." Vilgefortz denied, "You have no idea about the magic of [portal]. There is some misunderstanding. I can't teleport so many and such big creatures - in fact, I can't even send my mercenary group and you to Cintra." The
warlock admitted his incompetence generously, It also made the gray forest owl's face suddenly distort.
"What do you mean?" growled the Imperial Coroner, "Are you kidding me? Are we going to walk to Cintra in the end? The battle has begun on the front lines, and we have wasted so much time! Wait! It's too late when we get to Sintra!"
"Don't be nervous, Gray Owl. I value the lion cub far more than you, even more than your emperor." Vilgefortz comforted him with a calm tone.
"I can't do it, but 'it' can."
The warlock led the gray owl to the end of the corridor, where there was a door with many inscriptions engraved on it.
The gray owl thought there would be some terrifying evil beast inside, but when he opened the door, he found another empty room inside.
There was only a metal table with inscriptions densely covered on and around it.
There is a small bottle on the table.
"This is another laboratory of yours?"
"No, this is a prison where the most terrifying evil beasts are kept." Vilgefortz pointed to the bottle.
...
The gray owl stepped forward suspiciously. What he saw in front of him was not only a bottle, but even an extremely old bottle.
It appears to be of terracotta material, sealed with wood and wax. There is also a layer of mud crust on the surface, and the Tawny Owl has no doubt that the mud will stain the hands of anyone who touches it.
If there is something really special, it is that there is a six-pointed star painted on the cork of this bottle.
Another feeling of being teased came over me.
However, before the gray owl could turn around and question, the next second, the warlock behind him suddenly began to recite an unknown spell loudly.
I saw that all the inscriptions and runes on the ground came to life like fish swimming in the water at this moment, and started to rotate around the pottery bottle while emitting a cold light.
They were like sharks that had seen blood, greedily clinging to the shell of the pottery bottle.
This strange scene made the gray owl take a few steps back, fearing that it would be hurt by these little things that seemed to be alive.
Until all the runes penetrated into the pottery bottle, this ordinary old thing suddenly began to glow. Along with a "click" sound effect that seemed to happen in the mind, an illusory face suddenly appeared. It came out of the bottle in the strong wind.
The storm is coming.
The face that emerged from the bottle burst out with radiant light like the sun, and unparalleled power swirled around it. The power that was enough to tear a city into pieces was compressed in this small room, looking around. A direction to vent.
The Gray Owl hurriedly tried to reach out and grab something to stabilize its body in the storm, but found that everything except itself and Wilgefortz had been torn into pieces.
A thin protective shield firmly guarded him in the middle, preventing any harm from touching him.
Vilgefortz, on the other hand, was exposed to this power without protection, but all the wind and waves moved around him, as if he was afraid of something.
The gray forest owl's embarrassed look made the warlock laugh, and made Vilgefortz smile evilly, as if his plan had succeeded. Then he raised his hands before the gray owl became angry and shouted loudly:
"Di Jing, obey my order - go back!"
The runes absorbed by the old pottery bottle burst out with light at this moment, like the suction of a black hole. He tore that unwilling face apart and stuffed it back into the dark, small space without hesitation.
Calm returned to the laboratory.
The gray owl panted heavily with lingering fear, changing its gaze back and forth in the room, looking at everything.
"That's, that's..." A name that only existed in fairy tales and poems appeared in the gray forest owl's mind.
Vilgefortz affirmed: "That's the Di Jing."
...
As mentioned before, between the atmosphere of the world and the star realm, there is also the elemental realm.
Previously, Lann accidentally entered the elemental plane when he was absorbing energy in the Ring of Elements in Kaer Morhen, and his power was spied on and plotted against. If it weren't for a certain elder brother who didn't want to be named, who gave Lan a hand at a critical moment, the consequences would have been disastrous.
The elemental realm is divided into four types: earth, water, fire, and air, and four corresponding elemental spirits were born in their respective realms.
Among them, the air elves have been given a special name by scholars - Djinn.
Warlocks prefer Dijing, because Dijing's body is full of magic and elemental essence. A wizard with extremely powerful magic can capture and seal Dijing, and absorb the energy of Dijing to cast spells instead of traditional sources of mana.
Of course, it's very difficult to fight against the Dejin. They can unleash spells with a snap of their fingers that top human sorcerers have not been able to cast for years. Moreover, they can also manipulate the air elements at will, summoning natural disaster-level hurricanes.
However, warlocks prefer Dijing not only because they can be used as mobile energy sources, but more importantly - Dijing also masters many ways of using magic that humans cannot learn or even understand.
Warlocks and even others who inherit the Dijing seal after the warlock's death can use Dijing to accomplish things they cannot do themselves.
As a result, there is such a strange description in various poems and fairy tales: If you pick up a bottle sealed by magic in the wild, then congratulations, lucky traveler - please open it. The magical elf will come to you and fulfill your three wishes...
"
Di Jing! Di Jing!" The gray forest owl's eyes became greedy and naked, almost licking the pottery bottle with his eyes. .
Wilgefortz's eyes revealed the expected sarcasm.
"With this, why are we going to Cintra? We can just make a wish for Cirilla to come here!" Gray Owl gasped, "No, we can do more, Di Jing's wish is still there It can..."
"It can't be done." Vilgefortz said coldly.
These words calmed down the red-faced Gray Owl.
"Even if you are such a person, you must have heard fairy tales when you were a child." Wigfortz chuckled, "But have you ever thought about why there are no clear records in history of people who have used Dijing to realize their wishes? ?Why can we only see them in fairy tales?"
The gray forest owl was stunned.
Vilgefortz slowly unveiled the dark fairy tale.
"First of all, Dijing is not 'omnipotent'. They just do things in a way that we can't understand, otherwise it wouldn't be caught by me." "Secondly,
such a 'wonderful' Dijing is extremely dangerous. There are records in the internal circulation notes of our warlocks." Wigfortz spoke with emotion, "The greedy man who wanted wealth was killed by gold, the greedy man who wanted to leave the battlefield but was transferred to another place. A deserter in a desperate situation, an unknown person who wanted immortality but was turned into a sculpture..." "
Facing the Dijing, restraining one's greed is the first point." Vilgefortz glanced at the person who was still there. The Gray Owl took a deep breath, "So you need to recover quickly, otherwise I won't be able to hand it over to you."
"You want to give me the Di Jing?" The Gray Owl showed a surprised expression.
"Yes, the power of Dijing is an indispensable part of the plan. But I don't want to be exposed to your people for the time being, so I can only let you take all the power to Cintra." Vilgefortz He said very generously and considerately, "Get the pottery bottle, uncork it, and the Di Jing will obey your orders." The
gray forest owl's hands trembled slightly, even though he knew the properties of the double-edged sword of the Di Jing, but he It's still incredible that I'm about to gain this power.
But the Gray Owl can also clearly see the greed and insidiousness behind Wilgefortz's gentle mask. He understood that the warlock just wanted to turn him into a chess piece to cross the river to test the enemy, while he was standing high above the chessboard overlooking everything, waiting for the opportunity to enter the game and reap the benefits.
Moreover, the Cinderella Owl is absolutely certain that there are ten thousand ways to take back the Dijing given to him by Vigefortz.
Unfortunately, the Tawny Owl doesn't have many options left.
"I have calmed down." The gray owl took a deep breath, "How should I 'make a wish' and what wish should I make?" "
There is one thing that is true in those fairy tales, that is, the Di Jing can only make people come true. Three wishes, and then all the seals will disappear. Either re-seal it or release it to heaven." "
Considering Di Jing's distortion of wishes and possible harm, the process of making wishes must be cautious. ."
Vilgefortz already had a plan in his mind: "We can't directly wish for the 'result' of bringing Cirilla to us. At most, we can just ask Di Jing to help us shorten a few 'processes' in achieving the goal. ."
Vilgefortz stretched out a finger: "The first wish is that these monsters I create will not harm you."
Then he stretched out another finger: "The second wish is that It is to teleport you and my monsters to the town of Brochlon in Cintra." "
The wish ends here, and then it is your task. The monsters destroy the town to attract attention, and you who are sensible can seize the opportunity. Let's go to Cirilla."
"Only two wishes? Where's the third one?"
Vilgefortz showed a sarcastic look for an unknown number of times today: "How dare you make a third wish? I can destroy Brokiron and you all in an instant."
The Gray Owl took two deep breaths: "I understand... shall we start now?"
The emperor's orders chased the Gray Owl all the time, and he hoped all the time. The action begins immediately.
Vilgefortz once again denied the owl: "No rush."
"Like I said, in order to prevent it from misinterpreting wishes and hurting the person making the wish, you must be cautious when making wishes."
In the gaze of the owl, the threat Govortz reached into his arms and took out two thick rolls of parchment and handed them over.
"This is your 'wish'. You'd better take some time to get familiar with them first and make sure you don't make a single mistake when making your wish." Wigfortz showed a wicked smile, "Although I'm looking forward to that scene. , but you'd better not give me such a chance."
The gray owl unfolded the two rolls of parchment and watched in stunned silence as they hung directly to the ground, with words the size of flies densely written on them.
He first saw the desire to "transfer everyone to Sintra": the country "Cintra" and the method of movement "teleportation" were clearly defined on the parchment, and the cloth was written in detail. The specific coordinates of Lokiron Town; it also stipulates whether everyone should be teleported into the water or on land, how many centimeters away from the ground, are there any obstacles or possible enemies around, etc... As for "
monsters not to attack themselves" The wish of "waiting for others" was even more exaggerated: the gray forest owl first saw the description and designation of these monsters; then he saw the names of each of the more than 100 people in his team and the mercenary group listed above. , a brief introduction to their origins, physical characteristics, etc.; they also gave examples of all possible attacks by these monsters, and clarified the various damages they may cause to the team... The Gray Forest Owl suddenly admired
Widgeon Fortz, He had to admit that the other party played an irreplaceable role in this operation.
At the same time, the Cinderella Owl also noticed that among the list of more than 100 people who said "Monsters should not attack themselves and others", Vilgefortz also added the name of the lion cub Sirela.
This is very reasonable. You can't let your target be accidentally killed by your own tool, right? (End of chapter)