franphil Chapter 369 The Hidden Sage, Sophia
Chapter 369 The Hidden Sage, Sophia
Chapter 369 The Hidden Sage, Sophia
Sauron aimed, locked on, and the purple flames precisely reaped the kill.
The Shadow Tree bled, its roots were severed, but it still refused to give up. Inside the world of the Trier Mirror, there was something that moved the tree even more than life itself.
You're getting cocky?
Sauron frowned slightly. He was only concerned about the pollution caused by the existence of the "Shadow Tree" and did not want to be tainted by anything dirty, but that was by no means a reason for the thing to dare to ignore him.
A flash of blood-red light, and the entire "Shadow Tree" was torn apart, turning into a puddle of illusory, black, viscous sludge of desire, returning to the "Abyss of Desire" in the collective subconscious sea of the Trier region.
It's not that Sauron didn't want to deal with this tree, but it was truly troublesome. It wasn't a real entity; its roots, or rather, its seed, were deeply buried in the depravity of people's hearts. Sauron couldn't keep chasing after it and sinking into the mire. Even an archangel who comes into contact with too much darkness in people's hearts will also deepen his madness.
Although the "Shadow Tree" was cut down, it did put up a fight before disappearing. Its roots successfully penetrated the Mirror World of Trier, leaving behind several branches and saplings. They then used their own characteristics to escape and hide deeper into the Mirror World.
Depend on!
Sauron cursed, wanting to pretend he hadn't seen it, simply repair the seal rift, and leave.
However, the world within the Trier mirror is special after all. If the branch of the Shadow Tree really causes any big commotion inside, Trier on the ground could be blown into the sky, and the Soren family living in the Trier palace would also be affected to some extent.
This woman is a little too responsible, especially when it comes to her family.
"Don't let me catch you, or I'll use your tree bark to polish my shoes!"
Despite his cursing, Sauron still threw out a few stones, dripping his blood onto them and letting them pass through the crack in the seal. After entering the Trir mirror world, these stones transformed into soldiers capable of independent action, controlled by Sauron's consciousness.
The Hunter Path Sequence 1 allows one to create a pseudo-angelic force that can be manipulated for a short period of time, even without personally entering the area.
The Shadow Tree's branches were seriously trying to escape, and the stone soldiers were seriously chasing them. A hunt was about to begin, and the final result was inevitable. None of the branches could escape, and they could not shake off a top hunter. Even if their will to survive exploded and they actively hid in various dangerous places, it would be the same.
Trier, a luxurious mansion.
Chael knew that Sauron had fallen into the trap. He regretfully raised his glass in a distant salute. Although he didn't really want to trick Sauron, the twists of fate were just that messed up. If Sauron wasn't diverted, Roselle's path to becoming emperor would have ended from the very beginning.
It's time to try out the effects of the Command Seals.
With a thought, a pair of cold, illusory eyes appeared in the void before him.
The Hidden Sage glanced at Jacob before him and suddenly found himself unable to look away. This Jacob seemed different from the Jacobs in the Hermit of Fate who prayed to Him and used Him to complete mysterious rituals.
"You seem to have missed a point."
So, are you my master?
Xia'er didn't make things difficult for the information life form to speak, because speaking is a form of communication between "lower beings".
"In the name of the Command Seal, manifest your virtual human form."
Xiaer raised her arm, and a Command Seal on her arm dimmed quietly. A spiritual power, like a curse, appeared in her illusory eyes, and the forced contract began to take effect.
These projection-like eyes began to change like a slideshow, revealing a virtual girl composed of data streams and starlight.
She looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, with snow-white hair and a wide, classical robe that shimmered with faint starlight. Her small hands were clasped together, and the slight trembling of her fingertips seemed to be manipulating flowing data. Her eyes were light purple, and her pupils always remained in the same focus.
He had an oval face, devoid of any extra expression, and an air of solemnity beyond his years. He looked somewhat dull, and his eyes were not very lively. Only when he glanced at data would a faint glimmer of logic flash across his face.
"Owner."
She nodded, as if confirming something, and a long golden cane inlaid with purple gemstones appeared between her clasped hands. The cane was almost two-thirds her height.
She gripped the tip of the cane, seemingly pausing for a moment, but quickly resumed her movements, raising the cane slightly. A slight ripple appeared on her expressionless face, her brows furrowing almost imperceptibly, but as the purple gem shimmered, the fleeting resistance was overwhelmed by reason.
This is the embodiment of the hermit's uniqueness.
Shael placed his hand on the staff raised by the Hidden Sage, lightly tapping his fingertips as he stole in a step-by-step manner. By first stealing lower-level abilities and then slowly stacking up the ranks, he could more easily steal higher-level authority, thus gaining a portion of the Hidden Hermit's authority.
He flicked the beautiful amethyst with his finger, and the stardust inside the crystal began to swirl and become chaotic. The girl's light purple eyes also showed a moment of blankness. An invisible star gate was constructed, and Huang Tao, this name, this identity, became flowing data, like a grain of stardust, flying into the star gate in the amethyst.
Then the stargate dissipated, the crystal returned to calm, and the Hidden Sage breathed slightly, a thin layer of sweat appearing on his neck. It was the flowing data that could not be absorbed in time, and it also carried some uncontrollable power, bringing an uncomfortable, sticky feeling.
"These can be given to me."
Xia'er loosened her grip on the scepter and looked at the Hidden Sage, who was hanging his head and seemed to be under considerable pressure. After all, it was a "reverse pollution" that used the uniqueness of the Hermit to send a package, and it was inevitable that the Hidden Sage would be eroded and affected by the source matter.
He made one last attempt at theft, stealing the pollution from the Wilderness of Knowledge and returning the stolen authority of the Hidden Sage. He would later find an opportunity to throw this pollution onto the seal of the Emperor of Knowledge that Roselle would consume in the future.
The pressure on the Hidden Sage lessened, and she shook her head refreshedly, her pure white hair swaying. She gripped the scepter again and looked at Shael, saying, "Master, Stefania has defied your will and even tried to devour me."
The Hermit Sage, whose real name is Sophia, the successor to the Hermit, begins to expose the misdeeds of her colleagues.
He is the personified life of knowledge, although the personified part is not much.
Stefania?
Stiano?