Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo - Chapter 1417
Chapter 1417
It was an old man with a beard and casual clothes. Although his clothes were a little messy, the clothes were very clean without any stains. Holding a magic book in his hand, he muttered nervously. It makes people confused what he is talking about.
“Michel de Nostroma!”
Alighier Dante gave a low voice and frowned at the crazy prophet. Although most prophets are like this, it is indeed somewhat unacceptable to normal people.
Nostradamus’ real name is Michel de Nostrodam. After becoming a prophet, he changed this name in order to match the most difficult and obscure magic.
And the book he was holding was the original text of the magical path named “The Centuries”. It was Nostradamus who wanted to write all the predictions of the future in detail, which was similar to the “Genesis” of the Church Bible. The secret of contending.
Nostradamus finally became sober under Dante’s scream. If he could see the future cloudy eyes become clearer, he looked at Dante and Paqiuli, and smiled apologetically: “… …Sorry, Mr. Dante, Miss Pachuli, I was impolite.”
Paqiuli has long been used to Nostradamus’ madness. She didn’t care, but asked her own question with concern, “…Mr. Nostradamus, what did you mean by that? ”
The feeling that the King of the Red Moon brought to Paqiuli was too deep, or that anyone who met him could not forget him, it was like a drug that attracted people to explore him, Nico After Mr. La returned, he also fell into this inexplicable irritability.
Other magicians identified the two of them, and there was no sign of being charmed by magic, just like the King of the Red Moon itself, as long as people see it, it will make people fall into madness.
Hearing Pachuli’s questioning, Nostradamus put his gaze on her, and then he was taken aback, and said unbelievably: “…Don’t move, Miss Pachuli, let me see, let Let me see… how is it possible, Miss Pachuli, why do you have a destiny connection with that “transcender”?! No, no, this is wrong, it should not be.”
Nostradamus was able to see through the future as if he had seen something, he shook his head frantically and refused.
Just when Paqiuli and Dante were both frowning to interrupt him, the prophet once again recovered his composure and said: “…My prophecy was obscured by its power when the’Terror King’ came. , But I can clearly see the historical events before this. I can see the war that swept the world four hundred years later, I can see the human beings invented weapons to destroy the world, but…but…I can’t see By the time that existed figure called the King of the Red Moon, even if he is clearly active in this age, there is still no such person in my prediction.”
Nostradamus started to babble again, his face was full of disbelief, “…Do you know what this means? Everyone has their own destiny, but the’existence’ that brings the unknown moon is fundamental There is no destiny at all. I have prophesied him alone. There is only one thing I can get, that is, he does not belong to this world, he is neither in heaven nor hell, and he is the’transcendor’ who transcends all of this in itself! We! It’s dead, no, it should be said that everything in this world is going to perish. He and the “Terror King” are the same kind of existence. Judgment day has arrived. This is that even the God who executes the judgment will be “judged”. The day!”
Nostradamus shivered, but the fear in his tone was so obvious.
Dante and Paqiuli looked at each other, and they shook their heads at the same time and said to him: “…Mr. Nostradamus, I think you need to take a break first.”
“No, no, no! You don’t understand, you won’t understand the prophecy! All resistance is futile! But… But I know he has all the knowledge in the world, if and if I can see that knowledge, Even if I will die tomorrow, I am willing!”
Nostradamus looked like an Eastern seeker who “will die after hearing the truth”, carrying the professional hunger for knowledge of the magician.
“Forget it, instead of struggling with this incomprehensible existence, I’ll be more realistic.”
This crazy old man scratched his beard, feeling a little distracted. He ignored Dante and Paqiuli, turning his head and wanted to leave.
Just as he was about to leave this underground library, he suddenly stood at the door and said: “…Tomorrow is the day when we gather together every year, and the fifteen-day exchange conference is about to begin, but I want to remind you, Mr. Dante! Someone who is disrupting fate is coming here, I can feel the power of her destiny, but fortunately, that power of destiny is still dormant so that I can predict in advance, please be prepared for everything!”
He hesitated for a while before he continued: “…The turning point of fate is coming, whether it is going to prosper or decline, maybe it will be decided.”
Leaving a somewhat confusing prediction, he shook his head and sighed and left.
The library fell silent again, only the dim candle burning.
“Mr. Dante, what Mr. Nostradamus said… is it credible?”
Paqiuli was worried, and felt unprecedented fear in her heart. This fear came from the unknown, especially after Nostradamus said that she would have a fateful connection with the King of the Red Moon.
The young magician really doesn’t want to have any contact with that kind of unknown ‘existence’ if he can.
“Although he is a bit crazy, the predictions he has said so far have never failed.”
Dante sighed, he glanced at Paqiuli, shook his head and said: “…I’ll go and prepare first just in case. Paqi, you…Don’t worry too much.”
After thinking about it, the old man didn’t say anything, because even he couldn’t understand these things.
“I see, Mr. Dante.”
Paqiuli Noreji stared at the gloomy library, her face changed uncertainly, her pale little hands covered her mouth and coughed from time to time, as delicate as a sick child.
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At the edge of the densely dark forest is a huge mountain, with a river at its foot sailing into the distance, and at the junction of the grotesque rock and the forest, there is a huge castle with the same color as the rock.
The appearance of the castle is heavy and it has a history of hundreds of years. It is integrated with the entire mountain. From a distance, it is impossible to distinguish each other. There are a large number of magic traps in the castle and its surroundings. There are countless blindfolds done by magic.
These spells and the surrounding natural environment prevent the church and ordinary people from entering. Even if the church knows that the base camp of these magicians is in this forest, but they cannot know the specific location, unless they send out a large army, they can’t deal with them at all. Magicians pose a threat, but if they do that, they will break the hundreds of years of operation of those magicians, and at the same time they will suffer heavy losses. The magicians are usually scattered throughout Europa and cannot be exhausted at all. Therefore, the magicians are The church has never really implemented the idea of completely annihilating this base camp.
The outside of the castle looks terrifying, but the inside is brightly lit. Normal humans don’t like a gloomy place, even these magicians who have been compared to demons by the church.
The coming and going crowds shuttled in the hall of the castle. Unlike the magicians who are wary of each other in the Moon World, the magicians here make solidarity and mutual assistance their main role because of the common enemy and the common harsh living environment. Thinking, taking advantage of this annual grand gathering, they gathered in twos and threes to communicate, discuss the latest research results, and hope to get knowledge that can help them from others.
There are countless food and wine in the hall, but few magicians will enjoy it. For them, these things are not precious, only knowledge is the real treasure.
There are Petrarch and Giovanni, who are as old as Dante, and Bonarrotti and Sansi, who have only recently gained fame, and countless magicians gather here. They are either sculptors or sculptors. Painters, or poets, or architects, or musicians, or soldiers, or politicians, if these forces are brought together, they are indeed behemoths that can shake the foundation of the church’s rule, but these loose magicians They lack a person who can truly lead them. They are proud that they will never really be convinced by anyone. Because of this, as the most prestigious Dante, they don’t want to unite them, because that’s just self-confidence. Take the shame.
Pa Qiuli shuttled through the crowd, and those young or old magicians nodded to her. As the Noreji family, Pa Qiuli, a symbol of knowledge, can be said to have been protected by them.
Today is the first day of the party, and there will be several days of exchange time after that. Soon the hall will be quiet. Important things must be announced in advance, and private issues can be solved slowly later, so on the first day, The most prestigious Dante will announce the major events that have happened this year, and announce the prophecies’ predictions about the future of the church, so that these magicians can prepare in advance.
Under everyone’s gaze, Dante, wearing a red robe, like a clergyman, slowly walked into the hall with “Divine Comedy” in his hand. He walked to the high platform in the front and glanced at the crowd below. These magics It makes them stand casually, and there is no neatness at all, but the breath radiating from them is even more dignified than the army.
“As always, I will not waste your communication time…”
“I know what everyone has paid most attention to in the past ten years. One is the King of the Red Moon who suddenly appeared, and the other is Earl Dracula who lost the war with the Church not long ago. Mr. Danmus explained to everyone, and Dracula…”
After Dante paused in a slow tone, he said with a solemn face: “…At the place where he was executed, millions of people’s lives were swallowed. According to Mr. Machiavelli, who went there to make a transfer, Count Dracula may have become a vampire, just like the strange king, the most superior vampire! We don’t know anything about his abilities for the time being. If you encounter him, please pay more attention and be careful. Before that, we must first welcome the guests that Nostradamus predicted, who will come here…”
As soon as Dante’s calm voice fell, he heard a huge explosion far away from the castle. The entire castle shook, dust was sprinkled on the ceiling, and the lights in the hall flickered, but most of them The magician is very calm, without a trace of fear.
Encountering these magicians may be greatly reduced in strength, but if they are fighting in the current position and fighting in their own lair, these magicians have never been afraid of anything, and they can perform better than usual here. Several times the strength.
The walls of the castle rippled and became transparent under the action of magic, allowing everyone to see everything that happened in the dark forest outside the castle.
Suddenly, a red cross that broke through the sky illuminates the entire starry sky, completely covering the moon and stars in the sky, only the deep red reflects everything, as if the sky is stained with blood, the huge cross will last for a long time, and the sound of horror With the huge magic power breaking through the clouds, the flames that burned the world burned and exploded like a supernova from the depths of the forest, burning the world tree’s extinction fire, and burning the forest with countless magic blessings.
At this time, even Dante’s expression became serious, and the other magicians also commotion, because the enemy’s strength seemed a little beyond imagination.
But soon, they calmed down, and if only so, it would be easy for them to cope.
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“Sakuya, what do you think?”
Stain the sky and the earth with blood red, and let the city that never sleeps of the red devil descend on the earth. Remilia Scarlet who has done all this, she stands on top of a huge ancient tree, looking at the distance The ancient castle, the bright red baby moon holding Gangneil, the blood all over the world has become the huge curtain for her upcoming performance.
“You are as beautiful as the red moon on that day, my eldest lady!”
Standing behind Remilia, Sakuya Ikuya slightly raised the corner of her mouth, bending down respectfully to praise her.
“This is a matter of course, because I am the eternally bright red baby, Remilia Scarlett! I have seen their fate!”
She closed one eye and proclaimed her name proudly.
All the magic and illusion are useless under her violent cracking. The castle where magicians gather is already in the bag!
Lemilia, who had left the Red Devil Mansion and was completely in a state of war, no longer looked like her usual cuteness. Now she is the devil who is at the top and masters fate!