Chapter 1081: Books, Stories, and Dragons

"As we get closer to that central lake, there will probably be more things."

Xia De said, looking up over the sparse withered tree branches at the night sky, while his peripheral vision caught the figure of Miss Sylvia:

"The approximate time for the stars to reach the correct position is around 1:30 AM on Thursday. We still have seven hours to continue moving forward."

"I didn't expect the trouble this time wouldn't be dangerous enemies, but that the journey is too far."

Miss Galina said with a smile. Xia De nodded and continued to browse through the 【Secret Art of Immortality】 in his hand.

This book originally belonged to the Sexes Higher Medical College. Because it was discovered to have fragments of poems, it was obtained by the Witch Council. Before Xia De left home, the result of the divination Luweiya did for him was "book," so before setting off into the swamp, Xia De specifically borrowed this book from Miss Galina, but he did not find anything special about it.

"This book was written at the end of the Fifth Era, recording the methods for witches to maintain their skin. If the secret arts within are used properly, it can indeed maintain beauty for a long time."

Xia De muttered in his heart:

"Secret Art of Immortality, skin maintenance, eternal beauty..."

He raised his eyebrows.

Miss Galina, leaning on Xia De, suddenly said:

"Xia De, I heard from Tifa that you are very good at telling stories. Before dinner, tell me a story. Consider it a temporary relaxation before the decisive battle."

Miss Sylvia on the tree curled her lips. Of course, she could hear the sound below, and even suspected that Galina Cavendish let her hear it on purpose.

Xia De moved his gaze away from the ancient characters on the book:

"What kind of story do you want to hear?"

He didn't want to tell a story about a shipwreck before the decisive battle, and he had already told that story many times.

"Any story will do."

Xia De nodded, and then saw Miss Aurora walking out in the light:

"There is no special news from the Council, but Sister Daifulin contacted the Speaker and gave me a note. There is some hidden content on it for Xia De."

She handed the note to Xia De. Xia De took a look; the general meaning was that if Xia De reached the lighthouse position first, and the seal was about to be unveiled, then he could stabilize the power of the "Primordial Fire" by touching the flame to maintain the seal from being destroyed.

The fire on Xia De was given by the "Fire Keeper" Sister Daifulin, so when Xia De touched another wisp of the First Fire, the sister could also quickly sense his position.

"The sister thought of the worst situation."

He explained to the witches:

"If that situation really happens, I think I might not care about Reijin Puxia, but first go to stabilize the seal."

After all, Reijin Puxia becoming a Chosen One would not immediately lead to anything, while once the Xiewu was unsealed, there would immediately be a disaster. Moreover, in the task originally handed to Xia De by Luweiya, witnessing the Chosen One ritual and confirming the identity of the Chosen One was a mandatory option, while killing Reijin Puxia was doing his best.

Before the thirteenth Chosen One appeared, they had plenty of time to deal with this matter.

"Decide this matter yourself. The task the Council gave us is just to witness the Chosen One ritual with our own eyes... What story is Xia De going to tell?"

Miss Aurora asked with a smile, lifting her skirt and sitting on the heated large stone. Miss Sylvia descended from the tree like a feather, and Miss Avril and Miss Scarlett, who were setting up the ritual on the periphery, also walked back.

"Let me think... How about a story about ice and snow?"

Xia De asked, inserting his hand into the snow layer beside him and scooping up a handful of snow.

The group sat around the campfire. Only Miss Catherine was still standing by the campfire stirring the thick soup, but she also tilted her head and looked at him with a smile.

"That is a very distant story. In that kingdom in the extreme north, the King and Queen had an unknown worry. Their eldest daughter had extraordinary magic power. That girl with silver long hair could easily freeze any object and create fantastic ice and snow scenes..."

In the depths of the uninhabited Great Swamp, the light of the campfire could not illuminate a very large area. The female Ringed Shushi listened quietly to the only man present telling a story from his hometown. And Miss Catherine, who was cooking the soup, sent the hot soup to everyone's side after preparing dinner.

The undead skeletal horses had no instinct for life and remained quietly still by the tree, but the firelight caused everyone's shadows to scatter in all directions on the snow. The wisps of slightly hot smoke rose above the soup bowls, intoxicating their cheeks, while Xia De, sitting on the stone, continued to tell the story of the princess sisters and ice and snow in this sparsely populated swamp, in the blizzard.

The background of this story was very similar to the current era, so he almost didn't need to make any adaptations. After finishing the story, he sipped the meat soup that had already become a bit cold. The Duchess was still leaning on him to absorb heat. Miss Aurora was the oldest among the ladies present. She tilted her head and looked at Xia De with a smile:

"A very good story. I think I will remember tonight. After becoming an adult girl, no one has been able to tell me a story anymore."

"This kind of bedtime story is indeed very interesting... Did those two sisters get married?"

Miss Sylvia asked curiously, holding the soup bowl and looking at Xia De. Xia De asked suspiciously:

"They are sisters, and, why would they get married?"

"Aren't they lovers?"

Miss Galina also asked suspiciously, wondering if she had misheard the story.

Although the journey was long, the road ahead was dangerous, and there was no way back, sitting around the campfire on a blizzard night listening to a warm story still made everyone feel that their mental state had improved a lot.

They were chatting with great interest, exchanging complaints about the terrible terrain inside the Great Swamp. Miss Aurora mentioned again that the other witches of the Council let the three people in this action decide their actions according to the situation.

The original plan was to rest here for 45 minutes before setting off, but just as Xia De finished drinking the second bowl of hot soup and Miss Galina said with a smile, "Xia De, do you want to continue drinking soup?", white thick fog drifted silently from the central area of the Great Swamp.

Miss Aurora, who was resting with her eyes closed, first noticed the thick fog drifting from the central area of the Great Swamp. No one had ever seen such fog in blizzard weather.

Not only could the strong wind not blow away the fog, but even the ritual arranged by the female Ringed Shushi on the periphery of the camp had no detection or countermeasure ability against this kind of fog.

While everyone stood up from the campfire, this inexplicable thick fog had already covered their camp and continued to drift toward the distance.

The heavy whisper elements represented that the generation of this strange fog must be related to Relics. The three witches exchanged whispers and believed that the possibility of it being the Angel-level Relic 【Unscattered Fog】 was very high. This Relic did not have a so-called main body and could only be called through summoning.

Once it appeared, the thick fog would irreversibly spread around the summoning location.

This fog itself was not only poisonous but could also form a suppression of any supernatural power regardless of friend or foe. It was easy to get lost in the fog, and the appearance of the fog would summon some weird things. Compared to Angel-level Relics with clear data records, there was very little data on this Relic.

"Cannot rest anymore, set off immediately."

Miss Aurora ordered. After extinguishing the campfire, she checked everyone's status one by one:

"There will be no more rest time next. We will go directly to the island in the center of the swamp lake. The Pantanal Voodoo Society itself does not have many high-ranking Ringed Shushi, but this is their territory, and no one can relax their vigilance."

As the words fell, a loud whistle suddenly appeared in the sky blocked by the white fog. Afterward, a huge black shadow flew over their heads, but because the warning ritual still existed, the black shadow did not notice them but continued to fly toward the distance.

"Dragon?"

Miss Sylvia threw one end of her scarf behind her.

"Not sure what kind of dragon, don't worry about it."

The Twelfth Tier witch said, sprinkling some crystalline powder on her wrist position:

"It is now Wednesday evening. If there are no accidents, the time we arrive at the great lake in the very center of the swamp should be 11:40 PM."

Among the people present, only Xia De was dressed the most bloated. The ladies' attire was not at all like going out in a snowy night in winter. The high-ranking ladies naturally had methods to keep warm and resist the cold, and did not need to affect their beauty to maintain body temperature.

The subsequent journey was far more dangerous than the afternoon's journey. Not long after setting off from the last resting place, the dragon-like creature that appeared in the blizzard followed the group again.

Although Xia De had the "Higgs Dragon Head Stone" in his hand, this Relic was still a bit reluctant to deal with a real dragon in good health. Fortunately, the witches were strong enough. Even though it was best not to fly too high in this area, they still worked together to repel the monster above the fog layer.

The Great Witch of "Balance," Galina Cavendish, used the "Law" secret art to forcibly pull the dragon down, making it crash into the withered forest. The Great Witch of "Light" and the Great Witch of "Space" cooperated with each other, making the light Wonder bombard the unlucky dragon like a mirror reflection in the withered forest.

The light illuminated a small piece of the night sky, and there seemed to be others fighting further away. And the dragon's defense was extremely strong. After understanding that this group of people was not easy to provoke, it fled in the fog while enduring Miss Sylvia's dangerous "spatial cutting," at the cost of one claw being swept away by the chaotic space.

Until the end, everyone still didn't know what it was, only that it was definitely not a normal dragon.

"Ran really fast."

Miss Aurora was not satisfied with the battle situation. She stood on a tree branch covered with frost and snow, watching the dragon disappear into the fog. Her dark red long skirt swayed backward in the wind and snow. This posture was enough for Xia De to remember for many years.

"Is he looking at me?"

The witch blowing wind at the top of the tree asked in her heart.

"Yes."

"The other me" gave the answer, and the corner of the witch's mouth hooked into a smile. ===== CHAPTER 1082 =====