The sun is high - #193 - Chapter 192 Message

The sun always appears warmer in the cold winter. When it appears in the sky and spreads its rays of light to the earth, all those bathing in the sun will unconsciously stretch their bodies to better accept it. This gentle and precious gift.

Only at this time can the survivors in Salem City enjoy nearly fair treatment with those outside the city.

No one can say which is more dangerous, walking on seemingly peaceful dilapidated streets or hiding in trenches covered by artillery fire.

When Shuge returned to Salem City and set up a protection ritual for the residence of Felix and the children, he left the apartment alone with a metal cane and began his “hunting” in Salem City. “journey of.

At this time, the sound of gunfire in the distance became more intense and louder.

This is a large-scale offensive led by the Kingdom of Votel, combined with the Hain army and multiple plateau mercenaries. Shuge stood on the streets of Salem City. With his magical vision, he could completely see those in the distance. Black spots in the sky are constantly carving deadly arcs.

The magic lines created by a large number of bombardments have left scars in the sky in this area that are difficult to “heal” in a short period of time. In these scars, there will not be any clouds at all – when the clouds and fog approach these areas, It will naturally be torn apart and annihilated by the magic wave remaining in it.

This can be considered a special “man-made wonder”.

Given the nature of the Votel people, there may have been enthusiastic poets who joined the army and left related poems in their notes.

At the same time as the “Southern Offensive” was launched, the position of the 5th Chasseur Regiment where Shuge had stayed before finally received the baptism of artillery fire.

Those familiar faces of Shuge were hiding in the trenches that had been reinforced many times. The loud noise and vibration caused by the magic explosion made everyone dwarfed. In the underground shelter where Shuge had stayed, Wei Lin was Looking at the magic book in her hand seriously, she was holding a magic ink pen in her hand, temporarily adding some functional magic that might be needed next to the magic book.

Opposite her, Frey Meyer was writing something in his notebook as always, his brows were furrowed – ever since the soldiers responsible for searching for Sugar Ernst brought those important messages with them. He has been like this since he came back.

In previous conversations with Shouge, Meyer did have something to hide.

What he concealed was his past experience studying at St. Steele’s Medical College and things about Kezlov.

As Kozlov told Shuger at the Black Sun Society meeting, he was indeed Meyer’s teacher and professor when he was a student. Even for a long time, Meyer and Kozlov I got very close, and under his guidance, I participated in some literature research on the “Lost Era”.

But it was during such a process that Meyer was keenly aware of his teacher’s strange enthusiasm for that distant era and the gods that might have existed. When he relied on his own logic and common sense, he followed these signs. After derivation, the conclusion reached is even more shocking.

There is a fundamental conflict between the power and will represented by those ancient gods, and the morality, ethics, social laws and structures that humans have today, and even the foundation of survival. In other words, if you are more inclined to those who believe in God, the farther the believers are from the concept of human beings.

And this is the real reason why Meyer finally chose to stay away from Kezlov and even tried to stand on the opposite side of the Black Sun Society.

His life, his experience and all the knowledge he has mastered do not support him to devote himself to such a career full of destruction and madness.

When Meyer received the news brought by Shuge, he first felt a little ashamed, but what followed was a lot of thinking about the actions of the Black Sun Society.

As a scholar who had discussed this mysterious mage society with Shuge many times and had some understanding of their behavioral goals, Meyer quickly captured and deduced some very unusual signs from the activities of the Black Sun Society. An important and extremely scary trend.

His preliminary conclusion is similar to what Shuge said to Herbert and other association members before. Meyer believes that the potential that the current human countries have exploded under the influence of war and new technologies is very likely to give Black Sun Associations have brought a great sense of crisis, and the development of technology has forced the magic academics that have been stagnant for many years to also explore new research directions, and even made the power of magic begin to be more deeply integrated with the development of society.

This is obviously not the result the Black Sun Society wants to see.

And they acted so quickly, and even took the risk of attracting hostility and attention from many parties to interfere in the surrounding situation, which showed an abnormal excitement and eagerness.

“Obviously, for these members of the Black Sun Society, an extremely important time or event is approaching them… and they obviously do not want war and humanity itself to make some changes before this important time. Something beyond their expectations.”

Meyer left this sentence in his notebook. At the same time, amid the roar of artillery fire, he remembered the prophecy and legend about the “Black Sun” that Shuge had mentioned to him before, intentionally or unintentionally.

“The eternal black sun will become the messenger of war. Believers who have lost their miracles and divine grace will fight each other, and nobles who have lost their heirs and crowns will shed blood.”

Meyer silently read this ancient prophecy.

As a scholar who has always had rich imagination and psychological endurance, he smelled a hint of truth from this vague prophecy.

If that day really comes…

If one day next, when I wake up, there is already a black sun hanging in the sky…

What will people look like at that time?

What will this war look like?

What about this world?

Meyer can’t imagine a too specific picture yet, but he feels that some of the assumptions and some rough plans he has made before may have to be put on the agenda.

During his serious thinking, the roar and vibration finally ended, which meant that the artillery bombardment by the Kingdom of Deland army had stopped. So all the soldiers of the 5th Chasseur Regiment hiding deep in the trenches removed their earplugs and shouted at the sharp whistle. Get out of your hiding place and head to the predetermined location armed with weapons.

Meyer closed his notebook and put it into his pocket. When he was about to go along the trench to the field hospital located in the third trench, a voice suddenly came from behind.

“Professor, please wait!”

Meyer stopped, turned around, and looked at Wei Lin standing behind.

So this female mage who nominally belonged to the Ernst family stepped forward. She took out a brand new booklet and handed it to Meyer: “This is the information I have learned about the Black Sun Society during this time. and the findings of those lost ages and magic.”

Meyer was a little surprised, but he still reached out and took it, and then Weilin said: “This is the result of my previous discussion with my student… He believes that in this world, you are one of the few Someone who deserves to be entrusted with these facts and truth.”

Weilin looked at the scholar in front of her. She was not particularly familiar with Meyer, but she had to admit that this somewhat mature-looking scholar did exude an unbearable aura. The temperament of losing trust – his face was covered with dust, but his eyes were still bright. In the dim light, that sculpture-like face revealed an extraordinary firmness and wisdom.

Meyer squeezed the book in his hand and asked, “Mr. Sugar, where did he go?”

“I don’t know… If the magic didn’t go wrong, then he may appear in any place he has been in the past. In short, his safety is unknown.”

Wei Lin replied softly: “In the second half of this booklet, there are some words left by Shuge for you. They were written when he was still in Brown Hill Town… There are some rituals imposed on it. Only you can Only people can read it.”

After hearing this, Meyer was finally a little surprised: “Just me?”

“Yes, just you.”

Wei Lin nodded and said: “Even I, the teacher, can’t know what secrets he wants to reveal to you. No matter how I ask, it’s useless… So I think it must be something that he thinks is very important.” Something about that, right?”

At this time, the second round of whistles in the trenches had already sounded, so Weilin ended the conversation with Meyer, left a smile and walked out first, Meyer followed closely, but Weilin’s pace was as fast as the other soldiers. Before Meyer could catch up and ask questions, she was already walking towards the first trench. As the general controller of the magic ceremony of the entire Jaeger Regiment’s position, she You must get into work quickly.

So Meyer shook his head helplessly, and with the help of the warm sunshine falling from the sky, he quickly turned to the second half of the book.

Just as Weilin said, the second half of the book was sealed by a miniature magic ritual, and on the sealed first page was a message from Shuge.

“Dear Professor Frey Meyer, if you got this booklet from my teacher, it probably means that there are some emergencies that we cannot predict.”

“When I was in Brown Hill, I took the time to read many of the articles you published when I was in St. Steele, and also had in-depth conversations with you several times…After that, I finally confirmed that you are indeed a A very special and far-sighted scholar, not a member of the Black Sun Society who was deliberately buried among the Chasseurs.”

“On this basis, I would like to share some secrets and my personal thoughts with you.”

“But here, I hope you’d better read these contents after confirming the news of my death, or before you need to make extremely important decisions… because they may have an impact on some of your ideas. The impact, and some of the views I insist on, may not be applicable… In short, I trust your judgment.”

The text stops abruptly.

The signature below is “Schuge Ernst”, and what makes Meyer curious is that this signature originally had a prefix in front of it, but after Schuge wrote it down, he obviously hesitated, so in the end it was Crossed it out.

“Hmm… Okay, that means I haven’t read it yet? Mr. Ernst, you really trust me!”

Meyer smiled and shook his head. Of course he knew that Sugar Ernst was a very, very special young man.

But now, Meyer feels that there still seems to be some deviations in his previous judgment on Xiuge.

At the rapid whistle, Meyer put the booklet away, and then strode towards the field hospital, where he would probably have to spend an extremely difficult time.

At the rear of the trench, the crystallized artillery position that was urgently set up after a night had begun to perform its mission. As the commander’s order was issued, these old and heavy magic ordnance let out a ferocious roar. The cannonballs that were enough to trigger an astonishing magic explosion were fired towards the predetermined location.

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“boom!”

As the metal cane swayed, a huge blazing fireball accurately hit the wall in front. At the moment of the collision, the terrifying fireball destroyed the wall on the spot, and the impact filled the air with dazzling firelight. , triggering a series of panicked cries.

Ever since he learned magic, Xiuge has always wanted to imitate the spellcasters in his memory, calmly using magic to tear apart the opponent’s defense. He did not expect that his wish would be realized after returning to Salem City. , but got the chance to realize it.

The Black Sun Scepter, which was recast from ancient sacrificial vessels, has now become Shuge’s staff and staff. After casting the spell, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the Black Sun Scepter seemed to allow magic power to flow directly inside. Passed, that is to say, he can completely regard this cane as an extension of his own limbs, and build a magic pattern on its end or top.

Although such behavior does not bring any help to the power of magic or the speed of spell casting, it greatly satisfies Xiuge’s “desire to cast spells.”

And now, this group of Tricolor Brotherhood members who were hiding in the store and trying to ambush Shuge became the “audience” of his first “official magic show”.

“A mage should have a staff. If not, you can use a cane. When casting spells, of course the priority is arson… This will bring enough pressure. If one ball of fire is not enough, add another one until the enemy is burned to ashes.”

Xiuge silently recited strange words that only he understood in his heart, and took a step towards the store with a huge gap torn open. The spreading flames on the ground seemed to have life, and in time they Avoiding the pace of Xiuge.

He just stood in front of the gap in the wall, leaning on his cane and shouted to the brotherhood members who were waiting in the store: “Put down your weapons and come out to talk…otherwise, my next fireball will be thrown at you.” Go ahead and figure it out yourself!”

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Kawen Ka wants to die. The first chapter has just come out now. I feel that the second chapter is difficult.