Whispering Poems

Chapter 2802: Each other’s enemies



Chapter 2802: Each other’s enemies

Chapter 2802: Each other’s enemies

When the first bell after midnight rang in the side tower of the Golden Music Hall (Note), most of the sleeping citizens had no idea what would happen that night.

In the long and dim corridor of the club, the lady in the ice-blue dress reached out and pushed open a closed door, and the lady standing at the window looking at the moon turned around and looked at her.

She looked at the stranger who appeared at the door with interest, and uttered a very artificial and pretentious "oh~" interjection, and then with a swish, she opened the fan in her hand to cover the lower half of her face, so that the moonlight could only illuminate part of the upper half of her face:

"Although it's not what I expected, but——"

The rising temperature caused the air in the room to distort, and the suddenly red eyes made that beautiful face distorted:

"Followers of the God of Winter, I always kill everyone I see (demon language)."

In the ruins of a deserted village in the northwest of the city, as flames flashed, the figure of the nun walking alone here turned into a shadow and disappeared under the moonlight.

In the burning village maintained by the power of the relics, when the resentful ghost crawling in the center of the village looked towards the village entrance as if sensing something in the fire, he saw a nun with fiery red cracks all over her body, holding a black sickle in one hand and a burning sword in the other, walking towards him.

The flames spontaneously avoided the nun wearing the silver eye mask. As she gradually raised her head, the dense patterns on the eye mask lit up one by one like flowing water.

Sensing the threat instinctively, the "Ghost of Resentment" leaped high into the air, then suddenly fell towards the nun.

But when it landed, it found that the surrounding flames were gradually extinguished, and the ground under its feet was no longer the earth that had been scorched for a hundred years, but the dark and cold water. The light of the dark moon shone from behind the resentment, and at the same time, the nun sighed slightly.

Deep in the forest, the doctor walking alone in the dim light took off the leaves from his hair, closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the wind before continuing forward.

Pushing aside the bushes, he stopped and looked up at the pitch-black monster that was walking silently in the forest in front of him. Even with his current level of perception, when he saw the other party's appearance, he still thought it was part of the forest instead of a walking giant.

"Don't you see me?"

The doctor then shouted loudly in the silent forest, and the silent giant stopped. As it opened its eyes, the forest land it swept across was all set on fire.

The fire illuminated the doctor, and also the monster with deer horns, horse hooves, tiger body, leopard tail, ox face, monkey ears, human hands, and a round huge wood on its shoulders. The red eyes did not ignite the doctor, because the moment the doctor was looked at, he was enveloped by a darkness deeper than the night.

Then a huge shadow spread deep into the forest, and even the fire was swallowed by the darkness.

From above, a black sphere enveloped this part of the forest, and inside the sphere, fire and darkness intertwined together, silently and unnoticed.

In the northern part of the Vista Forest, the black scabbard of [Edgeless Blade] pushed aside the grass, and then Shade stopped abruptly. Visibility was poor in the dark forest, but he still relied on his dark vision to see the young men standing stiffly in front of him.

These people seemed to be the "lucky ones" who came here to camp with George Kant. At this moment, their faces turned pale and their bodies were stiff. After being watched by Shade, everyone's head suddenly started to burn with flames, followed by their limbs and even their entire bodies.

With terrifying screams of "Ah~", the burning corpses rushed towards Xia De one after another, and when they got close to Xia De, they exploded on the spot with a loud bang.

[Blade Without Edge] Although it looks like a scabbard, it can be considered a sword without an edge. Shade inserted it under his feet, and the golden shield immediately spread out, and ripples continued to appear while enduring explosions.

The continuous explosions did not travel very far and only scared away the birds resting there.

Of course they couldn't stop Shad, and when the somewhat embarrassed Shad pushed aside the last patch of grass and stepped out of the darkness into the firelight, there was only one person waiting for him in the forest.

There was no fire here, but the bonfire illuminated the ruins in the woods. The luggage was scattered all over the ruins, and the owners of the luggage had their bodies blown to pieces.

As for the ruins themselves, apart from the bricks and stones on the ground and some low walls standing around them, only the huge stone arch directly opposite Shade is still standing.

In late autumn, the surrounding trees were already bare, but the arch was still covered with green vines and mosses. George Kant was standing under the arch, with his hands behind his back and his back facing the campfire, and he turned around only when he heard Shade's footsteps.

The eyes of the handsome young man had turned red, and a few sparks appeared on his normal yellow hair. He was not surprised at all by Xia De's arrival. From the group of people who "greeted" Xia De just now, he knew that he was well prepared.

"I thought I had hidden myself very well. I even made a deal with the lady in the Lake of Love, asking her not to reveal my identity to anyone for the time being. I thought there would be no problem if I appeared as a victim, but how did you see through my identity, witcher?"

Rather than Shade looking for George Kant, it seemed more like George Kant was waiting for Shade's arrival:

"Why don't we trade answers for answers."

Xia De said that although it was a bit unexpected, he would not retreat immediately.

He stood at the edge of the firelight:

"How did you know that I would come to see you tonight?"

The fire in George Kant's eyes had already caused the corners of his eyes to crack. With his eyes as the center, the cracks on his facial skin seemed to be about to explode his entire face:

"Isn't this a simple question? Any plan you carry out in this forest cannot escape the detection of the forest itself. Although I don't know about your plans that are far away from the forest, it is enough to know that you will appear here tonight."

It took the initiative to answer the question, and Shade also took the initiative to answer the question:

"You shouldn't have come into contact with me. Remember our encounter before the Harvest Festival concert? I have a special way to sense your stench up close."

As he said this, he raised his left hand wearing the [Demon Hunting Seal] and shook it. This was certainly not a lie, he just wanted to see if the other party could understand it.

Then the demon under the arch nodded in understanding:

"I guess this is my negligence. We are so far away from the Third Era that even I have somewhat forgotten the abilities of you witchers.

The hunter from a hundred years ago used his soul to summon the relic to seal me; the hunter from thirty years ago severely injured my core, making it impossible for me to actively gather my split bodies; and now you, even though I disguised myself so well, you were still recognized. Hunter, hunter, our entanglement has lasted for tens of thousands of years, and even this world has become different from the past, but only our encounter with you remains the same. "

It seemed as if its eyes were already burning, and now its entire face was covered with cracks of fire. Its hair also changed from yellow to a red color filled with sparks, and its voice had unknowingly echoed in the empty woods:

"Do you know where this is?"

It suddenly asked an irrelevant question. Standing in front of the campfire, Shade looked around with his peripheral vision. The remaining traces of the ruins were not recognizable, and his map did not even mark this as an ancient relic.

It was just that the stone archway under the moon looked even more bizarre at this moment, and even cracks of flames appeared on George Kant's body surface. But this was different from the "First Fire Embers" state of Shade and the nun, because when the flame cracks appeared on the demon's body surface, its skin also darkened, and the skin was like the color of magma seeping out of the cracks in obsidian.

Shade didn't know where this was:

"I don't know, the remains of a temple?"

"Yes Yes."

It opened its hands towards the campfire in front of it, and the flames surged towards its dark palms until a flaming sword was formed in its hands.

Xia De took out the prepared "exorcism potion" and shook the water bag vigorously to allow the layered "moonlight water" and "holy water" in it to be fully mixed with it. He then directed the water flow to wrap around the scabbard of [Edgeless Blade].

“Even the powerful old gods left one by one in the Fifth Age, but I am still here as this starry sky shines into the Sixth Age.”

The flames around it gradually spread to the archway behind it, first igniting the green leaves and vines clinging to the archway, and as they turned yellow in the flames, the entire door was set on fire.

The power of whispers and blasphemy made the night darker, but the flames burning in George Kant illuminated the two people at this moment:

"Perhaps you also know that there is a true ancient being in this forest that has survived from the First Age. It is very powerful, very powerful. Fortunately, the ancient being is not hostile to me. After I helped it do something, I also gained its power.

This archway built by the followers of the Old Gods was originally inaccessible to me, but with the power of that person, even I can open it for a moment."

The ignited stone pillars of the arch eventually created a vortex of flames inside the empty arch. From the vortex, a pair of red high-heeled shoes stepped out first, followed by Lady Chatara, who covered the lower half of her face with a flaming feather fan and smiled:

"Good evening, young man." (Devil's language)

PS: A little knowledge, big clocks usually strike the hour several times, such as seven times at seven o'clock and twelve times at twelve o'clock. But they only strike once at half past one, so the first strike after twelve o'clock is not one o'clock, but half past twelve.

I remember this kind of question was included in math tests when I was in elementary school.


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