Witch’s Night: Chapter 75 Constructing Divine Words
“Hope.”
This was the word Luo Yan heard the first time she encountered this kind of symbol—or rather, language.
Just a few short syllables formed content that would take dozens or even millions of ordinary words to describe. This language, called “divine script” by the Church of the End Gods, was the oracle delivered to the world by the Gods.
This was why, even if humans could hear most oracles, it was difficult for them to understand their true meaning and could only interpret them based on various methods.
But Luo Yan understood. To her, the meaning contained within the divine script was incredibly clear.
The first time she heard the divine script from the Witch of Envy in the depths of the Void’s turbulent currents, Luo Yan mastered this language that only the Gods could truly control, and could use it freely.
However, the divine script itself didn’t possess any power; it was just a series of syllables containing a large amount of information.
If someone went mad after hearing the divine script, it was definitely because of the terrifying knowledge contained within it, not the divine script itself.
Luo Yan looked at the rune in Shadow’s hand and almost subconsciously uttered its meaning.
It could be simply summarized as one word: “Seal.”
“This… couldn’t really be… a writing system, could it?”
Shadow’s eyes widened, staring at this rune she herself had drawn in astonishment. The complex symbols flowing within it could make one’s vision blur after looking at it for too long.
Such complicated things… what civilization would use this as a writing system?!
Shadow was certain that even the most senior Saints would need decades, even centuries, to learn even a little of this, let alone ordinary humans.
Perhaps only the Saint herself truly mastered this script, after all, the “Clumsy Flame” barrier was full of these characters.
“Mm…”
Under Shadow’s increasingly strange gaze, Luo Yan actually nodded, confirming her suspicions.
“Who could use this kind of script…” Shadow’s beautiful face could be said to have twisted, almost gritting her teeth as she spoke.
“The Gods.”
“Oh, then it’s fine.”
So it was the Gods, then it seemed… understandable.
However…
“No wonder the ‘Clumsy Flame’ barrier has the power to completely suppress even the demonic power of a God’s Chosen, it turns out it uses the Gods’ script.” Shadow nodded thoughtfully.
The “Ice Coffin,” created based on the “Clumsy Flame” barrier as a prototype, wasn’t something Noah couldn’t mass-produce. It was just that these “Ice Coffins” could usually only be used to seal Calamity Infected ability users who had lost control of their abilities; they were ineffective against God’s Chosen with demonic power.
One could be considered the only exception. When the other Misters of Dawn, who met relatively peaceful ends, were finally sealed, they had already completely lost their demonic powers.
It was precisely because it used the Gods’ script that the “Clumsy Flame” barrier was so difficult to reproduce… They couldn’t expect the Gods to come and create one themselves, could they?
But now, with Luo Yan, who could understand the Gods’ script, it seemed there was hope for completing the “Clumsy Flame” barrier.
That Illusion, she really was a cunning schemer!
Shadow almost wanted to applaud Illusion, but then she thought, Illusion wasn’t here, and it wasn’t appropriate to reveal her true nature in front of Miss Luo Yan.
Well, it was almost the same anyway.
“In that case, Miss Luo Yan, I’ll construct the runes and rune formation of the ‘Clumsy Flame’ barrier, and you fill in the divine script within the runes.” Shadow immediately took out a blank rune and the “Clumsy Flame” book and handed them to Luo Yan. “If this really works, there’s hope for temporarily getting Cecilia out of danger!”
Luo Yan nodded, took the blank rune and the book, looked at the divine script depicted in the book, and hesitated.
She didn’t seem to know how to carve runes…
How about… just saying it?
Under Shadow’s “What the hell are you doing?” gaze, Luo Yan tried uttering a divine word towards the blank rune.
Clearly, the strange symbols didn’t appear within the rune.
“…You don’t even know how to use spiritual energy circuits to carve runes?” Shadow’s eyelids twitched.
“I haven’t learned it.” Luo Yan spread her hands innocently. “How could I possibly know something I haven’t learned… Doesn’t Saint Shadow understand such a simple principle?”
“Alright, then I’ll teach you…”
Shadow took the rune from Luo Yan’s hand, intending to personally give Luo Yan a Runeology lesson that would cost at least a thousand gold coins per hour outside, when she suddenly noticed that the “Clumsy Flame” barrier reacted to this blank rune.
“Ah? What’s going on?”
Shadow looked incredulously as the “Clumsy Flame” barrier flowed through the blank rune, smoothly integrating it into the barrier.
In other words, this was a completed barrier rune.
“Th-th-th-this… This actually works?!”
Shadow was so angry that she wanted to flip the table. She had painstakingly, barely managed to replicate the “Clumsy Flame” barrier runes, and Miss Luo Yan only needed to utter a single syllable to complete it.
Comparing herself to others was truly infuriating!
“What’s wrong?”
Seeing Shadow’s exasperated expression, Luo Yan thought something was wrong with the rune she made and asked nervously.
Shadow glanced at her, knowing that the most urgent matter was still completing the “Clumsy Flame” barrier, so she took a deep breath and said in a deep voice,
“It’s nothing, this is fine. You just need to make more runes containing divine script, and the ‘Clumsy Flame’ barrier will be completed soon—I’ve already figured out the structure of the barrier, it’s just these divine characters that are difficult to work with.”
Luo Yan nodded, seemingly understanding, took the runes handed over by Shadow, and read out the divine script written in the book one by one.
Watching Luo Yan create the runes for the “Clumsy Flame” barrier at an incredible speed, Shadow thought of how she had painstakingly and carefully carved the runes with spiritual energy circuits, and she couldn’t help but feel annoyed.
Not angry at Luo Yan, but more at her own helplessness.
However, Shadow still knew the priorities. She quickly suppressed her emotions and focused on constructing the “Clumsy Flame” barrier.
As the barrier gradually neared completion, Cecilia’s condition stabilized. The black vertical pupils in her amber eyes gradually lost their color, and her entire eyes dimmed, as if falling into slumber.
Not long after, the “Clumsy Flame” barrier was finally completed, thanks to the joint efforts of Luo Yan and Shadow.
The flowing runes formed a beautiful picture around the experimental table, light blue spiritual energy circuits filling the entire barrier, affecting Cecilia in the center.
Cecilia’s breathing calmed, the “Demoness of Terror” frozen at the moment before her revival.
“Finally succeeded!”
Shadow immediately exhaled heavily. Looking at the masterpiece born at her hands, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride.
Even putting aside the divine script, the “Clumsy Flame” barrier was the most intricate and complex barrier she had ever constructed, and it wasn’t the kind of barrier that could be solved with brute force.
After all, how could the strength of a mere human compare to that of a Primordial Demon?
Luo Yan stared at Cecilia’s sleeping face, lost in thought. Unknowingly, she had already read all the divine characters.
“You’re amazing, Miss Luo Yan,” Shadow put her arm around Luo Yan’s shoulder and said with emotion, “As expected, some things only you can do. I’m convinced.”
Before this, Shadow had actually had some reservations about Illusion’s decision.
From the beginning, she hadn’t really agreed with convening the Ten Cities Council just because of what happened in Yan City.
On the other hand, Shadow had always been suspicious of Luo Yan’s identity, and even secretly tested her several times, even using Crete, although ultimately without any results.
Even after the events in Lannister, Shadow still couldn’t completely trust Luo Yan. Although she seemed carefree, she was actually more cautious than anyone.
As a Saint, Shadow wasn’t just a goofball.
“Mm…”
Luo Yan responded absentmindedly.
“What’s wrong? Miss Luo Yan, are you alright?”
Shadow noticed Luo Yan’s slight abnormality and asked with concern.
“I’m fine,” Luo Yan shook her head and came back to her senses, “Just a little distracted.”
After reading all these divine characters, Luo Yan felt something was about to emerge from her mind, seemingly a buried memory.
She looked around. The Haxton Laboratory, which had seemed slightly unfamiliar before, was gradually becoming familiar in her eyes.
“Can I walk around freely? In this library.” Luo Yan asked.
“Of course, you can also read any book here, but some books have restrictions on them, and you’ll forget after reading them.” Shadow kindly reminded her,
“By the way, it’s best not to leave the library. Although under the Saint’s domain, the contamination in Old Noah has been suppressed, after so many years, there are inevitably some leaks. It’s nothing to us, but for you…”
Saints were at least at the ceiling of “Peril” level, capable of fighting against Granny Zoya, a straggler at “Destruction” level. Dealing with some contamination leaks was naturally no problem.
But Luo Yan’s own strength was only at “Calamity” level, not even as strong as an ordinary “Ruin” level ability user.
While possessing powerful demonic powers, Luo Yan was quite fragile, easily killed.
“Mm, I won’t leave.”
Luo Yan nodded slightly and stood up.
“I don’t know what Illusion is busy with now, but when she comes over, you can go to the peak of the Holy Mountain.”
Shadow added, but mentioning the peak of the Holy Mountain, a hesitant expression appeared on her face.
Clearly, the Marytis incident hundreds of years ago still troubled all the Saints.
Although Luo Yan had been exceptionally granted approval by the current Twelve Saints, becoming the second person after Marytis to go to the peak of the Holy Mountain, it would be a lie to say they had no reservations.
Luo Yan noticed the hesitation in Shadow’s expression and smiled faintly,
“It will be fine, I know about this.”
The familiar feeling became stronger and stronger, and Luo Yan couldn’t help but want to leave the Haxton Laboratory and explore the entire library.
“Mm, but it’s not that… Sigh, forget it, we both know in our hearts, there’s no need for polite words.”
Shadow put away her usual flippancy and said seriously,
“I am one of the Twelve Saints, my duty is to protect all of humanity. Miss Luo Yan, I don’t want us to become enemies.”
“Of course… we won’t.”
Luo Yan was silent for a moment, then smiled sweetly.
Her normally calm, stunning beauty exuded an unusual charm because of this smile, even Shadow, also a beauty, couldn’t help but be captivated.
When she came back to her senses, Luo Yan had already walked away, her figure elongated in the doorway of the laboratory.
Shadow quietly watched Luo Yan leave, staring at her back, seemingly glimpsing a familiar aura, and the pain in her head returned, forbidden memories stirred once again.
When… had she seen this scene before…?
……
Noah’s core district, in an inconspicuous building among the towering skyscrapers.
After Marytis left the altar, the century-old “Requiem” plan came to an end.
Its conclusion was silent, only the singing lingering over Noah gradually weakening and disappearing.
The researchers of the Church of the End Gods all had bitter expressions on their faces. The efforts of generations of researchers, spanning a hundred years, had been wasted like this, without any value.
But Bishop Hamid, who issued the order, was also the one who proposed this plan, and these researchers could only suffer in silence.
A sense of loss filled the entire venue, only Hamid still calmly looked into the distance.
After an unknown amount of time, the aura in the surrounding space suddenly became turbulent, and just as all the researchers showed terrified expressions, thinking they had been discovered by Noah, a figure appeared out of thin air and collapsed on the ground.
It was the Third Bishop, Wen Hua, who had just escaped.
Wen Hua’s current state wasn’t good. The attacks against him, if it were an ordinary ability user even at the peak of “Peril” level, they would have died several times over.
Hyperspace Severance, Guinevere’s three full-strength punches… and then the time reversal used by Marytis to save him, which was just pure pain.
Wen Hua had reverted from its demonic form, its face deathly pale, blood faintly seeping from its seven orifices.
“Damn it, damn it…”
Wen Hua cursed through gritted teeth, but it was so weak that it couldn’t even lift a finger.
Seeing this, the nearby researchers all moved away slightly. The Third Bishop’s temper was notoriously strange, and cases of accidentally injuring followers of the Church of the End Gods weren’t unheard of… in fact, they occurred quite often.
Hamid walked to Wen Hua’s side, helped him up, and sat him down on a chair.
A dignified Bishop lying on the ground writhing like a maggot, what a disgrace.
“Hamid, Marytis betrayed us!” Wen Hua said hatefully. “She actually helped that Luo Yan. If it weren’t for her power suddenly appearing… how could I have lost, how could I possibly lose!”
Hamid was silent for a moment, then said,
“Who saved you?”
Wen Hua’s expression instantly froze, its angry expression gradually turning sullen,
“It was Marytis.”
