Chapter 864: The Three Tests of the Wise Man

Even Violet didn't want to stay in the Lost Lake area for too long, and she was also being affected here. Therefore, since the cooperation with Xia De was confirmed, she greeted Theresa, a calm-looking tenth-grade student of Sexes, and prepared to set off.

From the bonfire on the lake island to the tower, the visual straight-line distance is no more than 100 meters, but due to the distortion of space and the special phenomena caused by the mist, the distance between the two is actually about 500 meters.

According to preliminary probes, the greatest danger of this journey is losing the correct direction, and there should be no enemies in the fog. But for the sake of safety, Violet reminded her two companions to be ready for battle, and even handed 【Night Watchman】 to Xia De temporarily.

After all, he couldn't run away with the sword, and from Violet's attitude, this weapon didn't count as anything in her eyes.

In short, after hanging the relic 【Object Compass】 and 【Lucky Iron Cross】 on his waist, Violet held a ball of fire in her hand, led Xia De and Theresa, and walked into the fog.

Leaving the bonfire range, the temperature around dropped rapidly. It was not quiet around, and strange sharp sounds sounded intermittently from all directions, making people restless. In the oppressive environment, malicious peeping seemed to be hidden everywhere, but even Xia De, who had "another me", couldn't distinguish what was watching the three.

No one spoke during the journey in the fog, and the whole process was incomparably oppressive. The thirteen-level power of the Witch Emperor protected them in the form of an invisible barrier, but even so, although the three reached the bottom of the pitch-black metal tower without danger, when they reached the destination, everyone was gasping for breath, more tired than experiencing a difficult battle.

Around the tower where the god is located, there is no material boundary like a fence. When they crossed a certain invisible "boundary", the surrounding mist dissipated instantly, and the field of vision was completely restored.

But this also means that the witches and Xia De finally came to the god. The existence of the god itself is manifesting its great power. In addition to the mist of the Lost Lake being driven away, the evidence is that they are just standing on the periphery of the tower, and even if they close their eyes and cover their ears, they can feel a great existence in the tower.

The outsider has visited gods several times in this world, but every time he can't help but sigh that compared with these high-dimensional existences, mortals are really fragile and not worth mentioning.

"Finally arrived..."

Violet recovered the fastest, and at this moment, she looked at the tower with a serious face. The ten-level witch Theresa silently lowered her head, resisting the strong mental oppression caused by the god's existence to mortals.

They could all feel that the air around was unusually humid, but there was no identifiable water mist in the air. This is the most basic influence of the 【Lake God】 on the environment. Fortunately, this god is a good god, and the water mist that cannot be seen in the air seems to have a healing effect on the spirit. Walking in the water mist is more comfortable than blowing the spring breeze.

Xia De knew that he had no divinity now, so he stood behind Violet and looked at the black tower. The tower is divided into three floors, and the saint is undoubtedly on the first floor at this moment.

"Be careful, stand behind me."

She said softly, seriously tidying up her clothes, although the god didn't care about this at all, mortals must show their respect.

"Get ready, follow me to meet the god. Be careful, once you find that you can't support it, don't hesitate, turn around and leave immediately."

Xia De had nothing to prepare, while Theresa took out a black rune necklace and hung it around her neck. There were white depressions on the rune, forming the ancient rune meaning "believer":

"Demon-level relic 【Proof of Faith】. Wearing the relic and constantly praising the god in your heart can slightly resist the influence of the god's existence on the spirit. It has almost no effect when facing evil gods, but it can exert some effect when facing good gods." 【864-

She said softly.

After confirming that her companions were all ready, Miss Violet breathed repeatedly to adjust her mood, and then, as if she were going to her death, reached out and pushed open the black iron door in front of her, walking in first.

Inside and outside the tower, it was as if they were two completely isolated and disconnected spaces. After pushing the door open, the interior was indeed the size and height of the first floor of a tower, but the interior space was a tranquil lake with white mist floating on it. The water surface did not have even a ripple, as smooth and clean as a mirror.

In the center of the first floor of the tower, that is, in the center of the narrow lake, there was a desk, and behind the desk sat a lady.

On the desktop, there was also a golden candlestick, and on the candlestick were three golden candles at different heights. The strange firelight illuminated the surface of the brown, heavy, and luxurious wooden desk. The lady, who appeared to be in her forties and wore a pointed hat like Miss Violet, was the deity waiting here.

On the desktop in front of the deity, besides the candlestick, there were a few books stacked together, as well as some small bottles. But looking closely, it seemed like an illusion in the water mist, not real at all.

Xia De breathed a sigh of relief; this was not the deity's true body, but a saint who had descended with the help of a vessel.

The saint's image was a lady with blonde hair and black eyes. In addition to the pointed hat, the glasses she wore were also very special. The left lens was in the shape of a pentagram, and the right lens was in the shape of an equilateral triangle.

None of the three dared to look directly at the deity. The Great Witch even took off her hat and handed it behind her without changing her expression, which Miss Theresa neatly caught and threw outside the door. Xia De stuck the 【Night Watcher】, which had suddenly become quiet, into the mud at the door; he would not bring a weapon to see a god.

The god was right in front of them, the human body occupying the position of a "person," but in actual perception, it was even larger and more terrifying than the entire strange Lost Lake. Miss Violet did not even dare to think about what form the existence in front of her was; she could only empty her mind slightly to maintain her sober state.

She stepped into the tower, her feet standing on the water surface, ripples spreading to the surroundings, and bowed respectfully inward. Compared to the other witches Xia De had met, except for Ms. Feilian, Miss Violet was undoubtedly the calmest one when facing a deity.

Compared to the thirteenth-tier Great Witch, Miss Theresa's performance was more in line with Xia De's understanding. She stepped into the tower almost side-by-side with Xia De and stood on the water surface.

But even with the protection of a special relic, in the next moment, Miss Theresa's body tilted without any transition, and she was about to fall onto the water surface, but fortunately, she was supported by Xia De in time.

She wanted to thank him, but found that on the man's hand supporting her, dense fire-red cracks were spreading toward the man's entire body. Looking up again, the fire-red embers had already covered his whole body, and the fire-red light spots on his hem were even drifting toward the inside of the tower with the wind blowing from outside the tower door, disappearing only after touching Miss Violet's hair.

The Great Witch standing in front of the two also seemed to sense something and turned around, seeing Xia De's appearance at this moment in surprise. After being stunned for a moment, she failed to recognize what this was.

"I'm fine."

Xia De said softly, steadily supporting Miss Theresa. Compared to the two witches, his current state was not bad. Although the mental pressure became stronger after entering the tower, he could barely maintain it when the god had no malice:

"Ms. Violet, let's begin."

"Your state looks better than mine."

The Great Witch muttered, suppressing the questions about Xia De in her heart, and turned around again to respectfully bow to the saint illuminated by the golden candlestick in the center of the water, and the latter had been smiling at them all along.

"Good day, Water of No Form and No Appearance, Guardian of the Lake and the Water of Wisdom."

She said respectfully, and then asked softly:

"Please give us a trial and bestow upon us the wisdom that the mundane cannot touch."

"If you wish to touch wisdom, please come closer."

With the saint's gentle language, the light of the golden candlestick on the desktop became stronger. The thick fog dissipated a little, and the light of the candlestick illuminated the three chairs by the table.

Xia De noticed that the face of Miss Theresa, whom he was supporting, turned pale immediately, but she did not give up:

"Everything is for the graduation thesis!"

She said softly, her tone very firm, so much so that Xia De almost laughed on this serious occasion.

Miss Violet did not hesitate and walked toward the desk in the center of the water, choosing the chair on the left. She thought Xia De and Miss Theresa would be slower, but she did not expect Xia De to follow almost right behind her.

After pulling out the remaining two chairs, Miss Theresa naturally did not choose the one in the center, so Xia De sat in the very center.

"Wisdom is the wisdom of the wise. Show me the wisdom you possess, and you will be able to obtain my wisdom."

After the three sat down, the smiling saint said softly. The voice was so gentle, just like a trickling stream. Xia De clearly felt that although there were three people here, the god was definitely talking to him.

Miss Theresa did not dare to speak at all at this time. If she wasn't holding onto Xia De's arm, she wouldn't even be able to sit still. She was shaking violently, at such a high frequency that even Xia De began to shake.

The thirteenth-tier Witch Empress pursed her lips, trying hard to organize her words. But Xia De really had no time left, so the outlander, who had rich experience in communicating with deities, spoke up and asked:

"Hello, God of the Lake."

"Hello, Envoy of the Recorder."

This was a new title for Xia De. Miss Violet, who was lowering her head, looked at Xia De in surprise, but found that Xia De was looking up at the god behind the desk. While bleeding from his seven orifices, he asked quite familiarly:

"God, may I ask, how should we manifest our wisdom?"

"You need to complete three trials in exchange for my wisdom."

The saint said in a gentle tone; dealing with such a benevolent god was much better than fighting with that blood-sucking god.

"May I ask, what kind of trial is it?"

Xia De asked again. If it weren't for the blood he was shedding now falling onto his lapels and knees, Miss Violet would have thought he was chatting with an acquaintance:

"So, he actually helped me?"

The narrow water surface was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the desk on the water surface actually fit this atmosphere exceptionally well.

The god behind the desk had a soft expression. Although the three people in front of the desk were gradually collapsing physically, under the influence of the god's power, their spirits were exceptionally calm, and their souls were as peaceful as if they were about to melt into the amorphous water under their feet.

Miss Violet temporarily put aside her suspicions about Xia De and heard the answer with him:

"The first trial: bring me the crystallization of your wisdom."

——————Side note——————

ps: Written in the fragments of the poem, the Chosen One needs five trials, don't confuse it with this one.

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