Blasphemy
Chapter 18: The Ice Row
Ian woke up from a coma, the back of his head still hurting. A moment later, he had only seen the surroundings clearly. There were no windows here, cold and damp, the walls were made of blue stone, not any decorations, pieces of moss were strewn about, water droplets kept dripping from the ceiling. There was a large and small torture device, the blood that froze there had turned black, it seemed that it had been quite a while. However, the screams of the tortured people were still heard. There were two torches on the opposite wall, the swaying light of fire made his eyes slightly hurt. Everything in this room looked red and extremely ferocious. The hands and feet of the old city mayor were tied with iron rings to the wall, forming a pentagon. He attempted to cast a spell, but was interrupted by a sudden lash.
Roger went back and forth in the room in annoyance while looking at Ian grimly. The fat man flicked his hand to get the mercenaries there out before he approached Ian.
Ian wisely stopped reciting the spell. To cast magic requires the power of spells and magic symbols drawn with various movements, then combine them with the fluctuations of spiritual power. Both of Ian's hands could not move so only a few low-level spells could be cast. But Roger didn't seem to let her complete the spell.
The fat man looked at Ian furiously. To be honest, he was still traumatized by the deciphering technique earlier this afternoon. Level five deciphering techniques were not very practical. The main reason is that the success rate is not high, usually around 50%. However, as low as possible. For Roger, it was the same as betting on his life. If he did not apply the speed-enhancing technique first and had more agility than ordinary soldiers, it might not be the yellow dog that turned to dust.
“What is this place?” Ian's voice sounded tired.
“This cell is in Cyrusburg, Mr. Ian.”
“Why didn't you kill me?”
“Because there are still many things I want to ask, Mr. Ian.”
Ian laughs. “Your Majesty Roger, do you think that I who is near death will fulfill your request?”
Seeing Roger's confident expression, Ian's laughter gradually disappeared.
“Mr Ian, as an adventurer, you are too old. As a witch, you are too orthodox. As mayor, you have sons and daughters. So I think it might be hard for you to understand that sometimes death is not the hardest thing to accept or the worst ending. You may not be afraid of death, but the consequences of death are not necessarily acceptable. As now, you may die, I will not stop you,” Roger said opening a small iron window on the wall, the screams of Guta instantly sounded.
“Definitely demon! The boy who deserves to go to hell! You may not have let go of my son!” Ian thrashed crazily, the iron ring was ringing as a result.
“Mr Ian, if you really want me to let go of your son, you shouldn't use the deciphering technique today. Moreover, the more you delay, the more suffering Mr. Guta receives. Look, I'm not a very cruel person. We better get started. I wonder what the true purpose of the Snow Fox is occupying Cyrusburg.”
The screams of Guta hit Ian's heart. The old mayor's face twitched, he finally started answering questions.
This idea came from Franco. Letting Ian hear Guta's tormented voice, but not letting him see how he was being tortured.
“Imagination is the most torturous.” That's Franco's conclusion.
“The Snow Fox came here to dig up a relic from a necromancer. They're looking for an angel statue.”
“I know this,” said Roger impatiently. “What is the statue for?”
“The statue is said to be hiding a secret about the Fallen Angels, as well as a legend related to a major church scandal. That's all I know, tell them to stop.”
Roger pondered for a moment. He had given the Angel of Purgatory to Ofirok. The Snow Silver Fox wanted it so badly, the statue must have something special. But he couldn't guess what it was. Even if he knew it, he couldn't keep it. The bastards still understand the saying ‘precious things can wreak havoc’. The statue was handed over to Ofirok to mean throwing havoc on Ofirok. If there were any problems, everything would be handled by the Golden Lion. Roger and the others did not have the ambition to renew the era, nor did they want to be strong people on the mainland. Although they love money, they do not need to be the richest. So the statue is a problem, it is better to give to others.
“What is ‘Law Space’ you say?!” Roger suddenly shouted.
Ian was stunned, his expression changing drastically. He thrashed as he said, “I don't know what the Laws of Space are! I ... I don't know!”
The fat man and the old man were roaring furiously, the screams of Guta continued to resound in the room.
A long time later, the fat man said, “What secret is it that makes you look at him more important than your son? You better tell me the truth. Do you think you can hold on until the end? I'm not interested in the statue. I caught you because you colluded with the Snow Fox to harm us. We are the type of people who have to take revenge if we have a grudge. Since you failed to kill us, then you must die. One more reason was the Laws of Space. As a fellow magician, I once again advise you to say it.”
The corner of Ian's lips twitched, his teeth biting his lips tightly, blood dripping down. He closed his eyes tightly, two rows of tears crackling soundlessly. He would not open his mouth again even if he died.
Roger gritted his teeth and said, “OK, I'll see you can hold it until when! Lance, have you returned yet?”
Lance's voice sounded from the window. “Of course. I'm the one who intervened, how could I not handle such a trivial matter? Hahaha, little girl, let me try! Tastes good! Big, really big!”
Then came the cry of the girl.
“Vera!” Ian opened his eyes and roared like a beast. “Basic animals! The gods will punish you! You will go to hell and burn there forever!”
Roger looked flat and said, “You know, sooner or later I will find out the secrets of the Laws of Space. Maybe this is a secret to you, but it might also be an open secret in the future. Do you still refuse to say it? If you say so, your son and daughter can at least survive even if you die.”
There was the sound of a torn cloth next to it, accompanied by Vera's cries and Lance's laughter.
Roger looked at Ian calmly.
The light of fire swayed even more violently, everything in the room seemed even more terrifying.
Lance's voice sounded again. “Roger, that old jackass still doesn't want to say, huh? Good then, her daughter is really good-skinned, still a virgin anyway. If you don't want to, I'll fuck her.”
Vera's screams nearly damaged Roger's eardrum, then Lance gasped like a cow.
The door opened and Franco came in. He frowned and said, “Lance has no beauty as usual. I also don't understand your way of thinking. Why do you insist on knowing the Laws of Space?”
Roger said flatly. “My desire to know it is huge.”
Franco shook his head and sighed. “I'll help you whatever it is, but don't make a big deal.” He turned to Ian to take a quick look and said, “Tua Bangka, you better say it now. Don't let us do the last trick.”
Time passed, only pain and chaos became eternal themes.
Three people in the cell froze for a moment.
Roger sighed and suddenly shouted, “Tua Bangka, do you want to see your children having sex then burn forever in hellfire after death?!”
Ian was struck by lightning, his white hair was falling out, his old voice sounded empty and helpless. “God, forgive your servant for having to make a deal with the devil.”
He raised his head, his gaze blank and lifeless, already made. “I will tell you everything I know about the Laws of Space ...”
The next wall became silent, only Vera's sobbing echoed.
Lance and Kate come in, they stand still.
Ian's old voice echoed in the empty torture chamber. The fire shook as if it was going to come out of the torch because it wanted to follow hear.
“In the 200th year of the sacred calendar, Pope Paddick received an order from the Lord and rushed to the top of the Thebes Mountains. He saw meteors falling from the sky, and there seemed to be one figure in the fire ..”
Meteor fell to the ground, fire soared into the sky. As the fire passed by, the ice and snow that had not melted for tens of thousands of years instantly evaporated. Everything within a radius of over ten miles disappeared, leaving behind a pitch-black hole. The surrounding ground rocks melted, leaving glass crystals.
Although the distance between Paddick and where the meteor fell was tens of thousands of miles apart, the energy waves kept Paddick staggered. He was horrified. As a Pope with a strength of level sixteen, he stood unsteady as the impact of the meteor fall away from him. How big is this meteor energy?
Paddick waited for the energy wave to pass, then propped up on his magic wand and climbed up into the crater with great difficulty. The old whale had come all the way alone, and had been in the deep mountains for over half a month. Although her magic power was strong and she was able to use flying techniques for quite some time, she was already exhausted to this day.
When the day turned twilight, the old whale had just arrived at the bottom of the crater. Although the Holy Church 500 years ago was not big right now, its people also reached millions. The pope has his own papal kingdom. Although the life of the old Pope was not luxurious, it was also no worse than that of a king in a small country. Where has he ever lived this hard? The red robe of the old Pope was already torn and tattered, his crown was slanted, his face and hands were full of scratches. Finally, his footsteps lifted and stepped over then reached the goal.
A very delicate and beautiful disc floated at the bottom of the hole with a golden light around that disc. The center of the disc was engraved with incomprehensible words, and there seemed to be a purple golden circle around it. If viewed more thoroughly, it was a very delicate pattern, like a magic circle. An invisible wave emanated from the center of the disc, the entire space around it like it was slightly distorted. The figure within the fire only had a few bones left at this moment, it was impossible to see its original appearance.
Waves fluctuated around him, then more than ten angelic figures in a dazzling golden light slowly appeared. Paddick remembered God's command, he gritted his teeth and grabbed the disc. After his hands extended into the fluctuations of space around the discs, he began to age and wither at a speed visible to the naked eye. While grasping the disc, the old Pope's arm left a bone. The old pope gripped the disc and went with the angels.
The torture chamber was silent for a moment.
Roger asked, “The disc?”
“Yes, it is the Space Wheel that records the Laws of Space. Based on Paddick's notes, the mysterious text engraved in the center of the Space Wheel was the Laws of Space, but no one could interpret the Laws of Space nor know why it could appear in this world.”
“How about the angels?” ask Kate
“As far as I know, some angels are still worshipped in the Holy Church and provide protection.”
A few noble bastards had only understood why the Holy Church had risen so quickly over the past few years and there had been God's instructions so many times. What makes them dizzy is that, if the angels are in the Holy Church, the Supreme God that the church believes is automatically there too. However, all the things done by them are not in line with the teachings of God. Does that mean they can only go to hell? Thinking of this, their faces turned slightly pale.
After a life-and-death battle, Kate's strength increased tremendously, she was already practicing deep strength. Power in the holy. Once a warrior's strength reaches a certain level, a new inner strength will appear. The color of the inner strength depends on the special attributes of the warrior. This also left Roger and the others confused.
Believe me, Kate's heart has absolutely nothing to do with the word ‘suci’. The power within his green-colored father included a neutral attribute, that was it. But the results of his son's training turned out to be strength in the sacred, somewhat amusing. This can only be said that there are times when God is sleepy too. But there's also the advantage, they have to pull Kate if they decide to do anything next time. In the eyes of the public, the saint knight must have stood on the fair side.
Only Roger has known for a long time that there are angels in the Holy Church.
Ian further said, “At the eve of his death, Pope Paddick left two pages of notes on the Laws of Space. At his funeral, Necromancer Rodriguez rode a large skeleton dragon and fought with the four angels of the Great Light Church who were there at the time. In that battle, three of the four Great Light angels were injured and one died. Half a page of Paddick's account of the Laws of Space was taken. Rodriguez really deserves the title of the most powerful necromancer.”
“After this battle, the Holy Church began to hunt down Rodriguez for over 400 years. It's just that the priests and knights who were sent knew that if there were no Angels of Light, they would only die if they met Rodriguez. So they just pretend. Until three years ago Rodriguez himself came to the Temple of Oedi, and was then destroyed by the light of sanctification that was sent down from heaven. At that time, the nuns Wella and Cardinal Brunn sacrificed their lives. No one knows why they did that. It's no different than suicide.”
Roger smiled mockingly inwardly. Huh, is it useful to only have angels in the city? It could be that this old man has such a history. Why didn't he give me the dragon bone, damn it.
Slowly, a few lines of words emerged from the bottom of Roger's mind.
Hell heaven, the fire of karma is always burning.
All living things, like ants, are ordinary creatures.
Above the floating life, the immortal god.
Other than the six realms, all nature is infinite.
Roger thought, this might be the content of half a page of notes that Rodriguez took. It seemed to say that this world was divided into the realm of gods, the demon realm, and the human realm, and so on. Isn't that bullshit? Somehow this old man fought so desperately that he did not want his life for this paper. It seemed that having to go to the Holy Church to retrieve the rest of the records, or even snatch the Space Wheel to study was then able to understand.
As soon as he thought of seizing the goods in the Holy Church, Roger seemed to see the holy knights and priests looking at him with a mocking smile. There were still more than ten angels floating in the sky. As a level three Angel of Light, Wella could only be a nun.
Roger judged others with bad thoughts. He thought that a strong person would definitely want to become a high official.
It seems .. uh, not apparently, but definitely. There must be a higher angel hiding in this Holy Church.
Roger felt his scalp numb.
The fat man felt dizzy for a moment then suddenly laughed and thought, The old man's orders are none of my business. I was quite boasting and pretending, enjoying wine and beautiful women, living happily and freely. What badly? Do not squeeze your brain for this problem. It is better not to offend the Holy Church, who knows next time it will have to rely on them. A great traitor said, ‘because I cannot fight you, we will drink together to win your heart!’
