On the Seven Towers

Ji Yijun and Catalina stayed by the hut on the top of the mountain, watching Morey bending down, holding a bottle with gloves on, and slowly pouring some black powder onto the ground. His brows were slightly furrowed and his lips were pursed, looking very focused. His hands were sometimes swaying and sometimes shaking, precisely controlling the amount and position of the powder poured out. The flowing flow looked like a master of Chinese painting who was painting. Before long, the powder gradually formed a magic circle about one meter in diameter.

"Arkadina powder is what we alchemists most often use to determine the surrounding magical environment." Seeing that the most difficult and important part of the magic circle has been completed, with only a few corners left, Morey finally had the time to ask the two of them. An onlooker explained a few words, "When a good alchemist completes an important experiment, he will definitely use it to survey the surrounding environment to see if the space is pure enough and whether there will be residual magical energy from the outside world that interferes with our experiments."

"I didn't expect that you alchemists are quite rigorous, and you are almost as good as those scientists. However, looking at what you are doing now, it is no longer possible to tell whether you are an alchemist or a scientist." Ji Yijun said.

"Alchemists are originally scientists in this world." Morey replied, "The things we explore may be slightly different, but the methodology and purpose are very similar."

He raised his head and said with some pride: "It's all to get closer to the essence of the world."

Ji Yijun shrugged, showing that he didn't care.

Morey shook his head and said: "You don't understand, so you can't become any of them."

"It's not necessary. I don't want to stay in the laboratory every day. With you, I can do it." Ji Yijun glanced at Catalina who said nothing, but he saw admiration in her eyes, and secretly felt in his heart Think: This girl likes nerds.

Morey used powder to outline the last corner, then took out a lighter from his pocket and lit a fire against a corner of the magic circle.

"Shouldn't you alchemists use wands or crystals?" Ji Yijun pretended to be a magician and coquettishly used a branch to make a pose.

Morey glanced at him, as if he had discovered a fool: "Why did I do that?"

"Because it's cooler?" Ji Yijun maintained that posture.

"That's stupid. Only fools will be fooled by appearances, and smart people will always choose the simplest solution." Morey said without mercy.

"Besides, I think Morey looks much cooler with a lighter than you." Catalina added a knowing blow in time.

The magic circle ignited a faint white fire, burning along the lines drawn by the powder. After a while, the flames weakened, but the magic circle emitted soft white light, shrouding the entire hillside in a halo of blur.

Ji Yijun looked around and saw some colorful brilliance faintly appearing in the white light, some were small and shallow, and some were large and deep. These light groups were like jellyfish floating in the middle of the white ocean, flowing slowly around the three people.

"What are these?" Ji Yijun reached out to grab a ball of light, but his hand passed through it without any feeling of touching anything.

"This is the remaining energy imprint." Morey explained, taking out a pen and a notebook and starting to record the results of this spell cast. "Depending on the different energy attributes, different color imprints will be left. And using The strength of the light group is represented by the size of the light group. Most of these colorful small light groups are naturally occurring magical elements in nature. "

"Then this is the remnant of that day's spell, right?" Catalina said, pointing to a dark purple light group floating about one meter high.

Morey carefully circled around the purple light group several times, looking up and down the light group, and then said in a cautious tone: "Yes, but this is not a trace left by a magician. , but something more troublesome, divine power.”

"Supernatural power?" Ji Yijun and Catalina repeated this sentence at the same time, but their tone and mood were completely different. Ji Yijun's tone expressed pure confusion, but Katrina's tone contained shock and fear.

"You mean, the god of this world intervened in this matter?" Ji Yijun asked.

Morey slowly shook his head and said: "Magic is a kind of neutral energy. When added with the remnants of God's will, it becomes divine power. The two are very similar, but divine power has certain special attributes. Those priests who devoutly believe in God, Priests, paladins or those favored by gods will have divinity when they release magic, but this does not represent the will and behavior of God. I guess it is very likely that God's spokesperson is involved in this matter. It’s already troublesome enough.”

"Is he the priest of the god of nature in this world?" Ji Yijun twisted his mouth with a look of disgust.

"Maybe it's the God of Nature, but it's also possible he's a believer in an ancient god." Morey thought for a while.

"I heard that all the ancient gods have fallen?" Ji Yijun asked.

"Yes, but even so, true believers can still get their remaining power, but these people have been strangled by the people of the Nature Temple for many years and rarely show up."

"Wait, I remembered!" Ji Yijun slapped his head, "Luo Ling told me about the slave camp. She guessed that the priests of the Temple of Nature were behind it. Have these people not given up yet?"

"This is in line with their style. 'The lioness lurks in the deep grass, waiting for the right opportunity'. This is the famous saying of Augustus, the Golden Bough Priest, two hundred years ago. He secretly planned and joined forces, and finally dismembered a disobedient person. of the principality.”

At this time, Catalina interjected in a low voice: "You, you are just talking about God's messengers directly like this? Or even...gods?"

Ji Yijun raised his eyebrows, "What? What's the problem? Are you a believer in the God of Nature?"

Catalina waved her hands nervously and said: "No, but I at least respect the God of Nature. In addition, many mercenaries believe in the God of Nature, or, or... the God of War." When it came to the God of War, she naturally Lowering his voice, he said that he must be extremely careful when mentioning a fallen ancient god.

"It seems that your head is not broken yet. Weak people like to have gods standing above their heads, while fools like gods to ride on their shoulders. If these people don't have someone to hold them down, I'm afraid they won't even be able to survive. Yes." Ji Yijun's tone was full of mockery.

Morey said: "Be careful what you say! Although many magicians think very similar to you, they will not say that publicly. After all, this is a world where there is a real god. If you yell like that in a tavern, you will not I’m afraid it’s impossible to end the bloodshed.”

Ji Yijun held his head high, patted the sword at his waist, and grinned, looking very interested.

Morey sighed and decided not to argue with Deng Touqing. He said: "I think you should have some clues now and can investigate further. These clergy are different from ordinary believers. Their devout beliefs require them to You must always pray to God.”

"You mean to find the place where they pray and just wait and see? Where do the people from the Natural Temple like to pray? Where are the believers of the God of War?" Ji Yijun asked.

"People in the Nature Temple are close to nature. They usually find the largest and oldest tree in the nearby forest, then draw the emblem of the God of Nature on the tree, and then pray to the emblem." Morey said, "As for the ancient God, I don’t know. You know, whether we are magicians or alchemists, most of us only believe in our own power. God is just an irrelevant and powerful existence to us. "

"I only know that some of the mercenaries will offer sacrifices to the God of War. Usually they will insert two weapons, such as two swords, crosswise on the ground, and then they can pray to the God of War."

Catalina made a gesture with two branches, and then sang softly:

"The direction of the sword is the beginning of the journey.

The order has not ceased, the fighting continues

Life and death are forgotten, but courage persists

In the Temple of the God of War, the heroic spirit finally arrives. "

Catalina, that is a heavy and powerful tune, giving people a sense of desolation on the battlefield. When sung by a girl like her, it has a sad mood.

Ji Yijun and Morey listened quietly to her singing. Ji Yijun clapped his hands gently and said, "You sang well. This God of War is quite artistic. Were you a believer of the God of War before?"

Catalina shook her head and said, "No, but Brother Adams is a loyal believer in the God of War. He often prays to the God of War before fighting."

"Who is Adams?"

"He was a member of our mercenary group. He fought with Lord Xiao Chen and died fighting the horse thieves in the end."

Ji Yijun said solemnly: "Sorry..., we should let more people remember their names. Adams? I will tell that guy Wang Jiyuan that a monument should be erected to record the people who died in that battle. In the future. , there will definitely be more people dying because of this or that, write down their names, at least there will be some thoughts.”

Catalina said: "A mercenary never expects to be remembered by his employer. He fights, dies, and then is forgotten. This is the fate of a mercenary... This is what Sister Kalanda said."

Ji Yijun shook his head seriously and said: "I hate this statement. If nothing else, at least I will remember the things you have done. Moreover, I don't think we have a simple employment relationship. Although we are different in many ways , but I think everyone can become friends and partners, such as Enrique and Garcia, who have been with me for a long time, and they are naturally my buddies.”

"In fact, after many years, we will all be the same, just the dust of history." Morey added seriously.

Ji Yijun waved his hand and said: "It's so sour. Returning the dust of history, what the hell. I don't want to be dust, why can't I become a legend in history? Why can't I become a hero praised by future generations? Look at you, An alchemist who understands science, me, a fighting spirit warrior who knows martial arts, and she, well, let’s call her the cute lolita, right? They are just customized templates for heroic stories!”

Somehow, the atmosphere changed after Ji Yijun spoke, and Catalina, who was originally a little sad, also laughed.

"Okay, heroes! We should have a plan now." Ji Yijun clapped his hands, as if to cheer up. He looked at the surrounding forest and found that there were several big trees beside the camp, and said: "God of War It’s hard to find believers, so let’s start from the natural temple. Well, there are a few big trees there that are particularly obvious, so we’ll start looking from these trees to see if there are any bad guys there.”

"But..." Catalina glanced at him worriedly, "You don't want to do anything exaggerated in the place where they worship, do you?"

Ji Yijun patted the hilt of his sword and said with a hint of arrogance: "Tsk, what I am going to do depends on what they do."