Volume 3: The Land of Mist Chapter 25 The Divine Enlightenment
The divinely inspired ones generally refer to all beings who can establish a connection with the Holy Spirit and can use their power to a limited extent. In the past, when the worship of the seven personified Holy Spirits was still popular, relying on the power of those divinely inspired ones, the Holy Spirit Church held the actual ruling power of the Vic Continent and was the real overlord at that time.
Later, because the top leaders of the Holy Spirit Church were eager to achieve success, they hoped to directly resonate the seven holy spirits through ritual magic. In the end, the seven disasters were triggered, causing great suffering to all living beings. After this, the influence of the church fell to the bottom, and the concept of divine enlightenment was abolished and swept into the dustbin of history.
But after Terra Riel brought the faith of the Eighth Holy Spirit, this mortal who ascended the throne of the Holy Spirit made the God-inspired One who disappeared for more than 200 years reappear in the world. The ban on the worship of the seven holy spirits is still in effect today, so when we talk about the God-inspired One today, we are referring to the God-inspired One of the Eighth Holy Spirit.
As another type of supernatural power holder, the power of the divinely inspired ones can never be exerted according to their will unless it is the most advanced form of "reincarnation". It is better to say that the divinely inspired ones are more like puppets in the hands of the Holy Spirit, just a messenger, power carrier, or something else of a higher level existence.
Even if the powers are summoned through prayer, what they will ultimately be used for is not something that the one who is inspired can control.
Diana stopped praying, she opened her eyes and took a deep breath, and said with an apologetic tone:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this is all my fault, I didn't know it would turn out like this..."
As she spoke, her right hand subconsciously grasped the bronze-colored Eighth Holy Spirit emblem on her chest. Compared to the previous emblem, this one was covered with spider-web-like cracks.
The mage who protected her behind him did not turn around, but still whispered to comfort her:
"No, it's not your fault. No one expected a warship flying the imperial flag to suddenly appear and attack us."
Diana said nothing when she heard this, but lowered her head silently and held the holy emblem in her hand tighter.
"Besides, now is not the time to talk about this. What are you guys going to choose?"
The wizard looked at the three sailors and raised his voice.
Perhaps to emphasize his words, the magic circle in his hand flickered with silver light, and several wind blades visible to the naked eye surrounded him.
Previously, due to the sudden attack by the mysterious figure who appeared from the thick fog, the entire bow of the warship was blown into pieces, and the crew on the deck covered their chests strangely and fell down and died in large numbers.
Seawater continued to pour back from the damaged parts of the hull. The seams that were originally riveted with transformation spells and were said to be indestructible forever also broke apart on their own. Now, the wreckage of the warship was slowly and steadily sinking.
The last raft that could still be used for escape was hung on the guardrail behind them, and could be put into the sea by just untying the rope. The passage leading to the water storage room was behind the three sailors. The storm mage who had escaped the disaster because he was maintaining the warship's power system "wind furnace" insisted that the other party bring out a few buckets of fresh water before he was willing to untie the rope.
The three men looked at the wind blades swirling around each other, with hesitant expressions on their faces.
The raft had a small space and a low load-bearing capacity, and was definitely not able to bear the weight of five people and enough fresh water. As sailors who had been dealing with the ocean for years, they certainly knew the importance of fresh water - they could still get food by fishing, but there was really no other way to get fresh water.
The reason why they are still arguing with each other on this issue is because they hope that the wizard will abandon the burden around him on this sinking ship.
The raft was only big enough for four or fewer people to reach Ava alive. And this girl was from the church, so she was a complete outsider to them.
But now, this wizard is determined to protect the so-called "saint" of the church at all costs. No one knows what is wrong with his brain.
The leader waded through the water with a sword in hand and took two tentative steps forward , the tip of the sword in his hand pointing directly at the wizard.
But before he could make any other move, the whistling wind blade instantly passed by his ear, leaving .
Oops…
The moment he saw the scratch, the mage secretly cried out in his heart, "Oh no!"
As a magic caster responsible for maintaining the warship "Wind Furnace", he had consumed a lot of magic power to summon the wind in order to control the ship to evade the attack of the huge imperial warship. Now it seems that the wind blades he can create at this moment may only cause a few flesh wounds on people.
His original intention was to use this to warn the other party not to act rashly, but after seeing the power of this wind blade, the three opponents looked at each other, and then rushed towards him together as if they had received some signal.
"Close your eyes..."
In the end, he only had time to say this to Diana behind him, and then immediately controlled the wind blades around him to attack the three people opposite.
Diana closed her eyes obediently after hearing that. In an instant, the sound of splashing water, the whistling sound of the air being broken, and the sound of something being shattered were endless.
At this moment, it seemed as if everything was being stretched continuously, until every sound was stretched into a distorted, weird scream.
As a divinely inspired being, although she had performed the miracle of purifying the entire Wanren City of plague by herself, in terms of physical fitness and ability, she was only at the level of a normal person.
In this regard, the church promotes it like this: It is not surprising that a magic caster who is proficient in life magic can purify the plague. But an ordinary person who was the same as you and me yesterday can accomplish a miracle that even the magicians in the divine realm can hardly do today because of his faith. This is the best proof that the Holy Spirit really exists.
It was for this reason that, although she was later found to have a talent for learning magic through testing, and her talent was not low, the Holy Spirit Church still rejected her request for magic enlightenment. After all, with the protection of the Holy Spirit, adding any external force would reduce her purity as a divinely inspired one.
Right now, she was extremely hoping that she could be a magic chanter, or even better, a battle mage who had learned a lot of combat spells. That way, she wouldn't be completely helpless in the current situation.
Although Diana felt that the battle was very long, it actually ended very quickly.
"If we keep him alive, we'll need his help to get to Ava Island. Go lower the raft, and fetch two buckets of water."
Something fell backwards next to Diana. She quickly opened her eyes and saw that the magic caster who had been protecting her was kicked to the side of the guardrail by a sailor, with a shiny rapier against his neck.
Diana looked up at the three men, one of whom pointed a sword at her and asked:
"So how should she deal with it? One sword?"
"I've suffered so much on this trip because of her... I'll just tie her here and let her sink to the bottom of the sea with this unfortunate ship."
The leader said so, then he looked down at Diana and said:
"Miss, although you may not have felt it, drowning is not a pleasant feeling. Simply put, it is like a pair of cold hands slowly strangling your neck from loose to tight, squeezing your lungs, and squeezing the breath of life out of your body bit by bit..."
A man who was untying a sailor's knot on the raft joked:
“When did you become a fucking poet?”
"I'm always a poet when I kill people. And stop talking nonsense. Let's lower the raft down quickly and remember to give me the untied rope."
Diana heard this and asked calmly:
"What about him?"
She said, pointing to the magic caster beside her.
"Don't worry, your knight will not die. Like he said before, without his wind, we would most likely die if we were to drift on this small raft in the sea."
He replied with a shrug.
According to previous calculations, this place is very close to Ava Continent, and it will only take about four or five days to sail. But this is also the case with strong winds and without getting lost. At least before seeing the coastline of Ava Continent, this magic caster who is proficient in storm magic is an indispensable object.
Although it was hidden well, Diana still saw murderous intent in the other person's eyes.
Even in order not to expose the secret of their abandonment, they would kill the magic caster who had been trying to save them just before reaching the shore.
But before she could remind him, the mage beside her said weakly:
"If she hadn't boarded the boat, I wouldn't have summoned the wind... You can row the rest of the way by your own hands..."
However, the sailor said nonchalantly:
"Don't worry, tough guy. We have enough time and methods to make you change your mind when the time comes."
Then he took the hemp rope from his companion, grabbed Diana's slender arm, and tied it tightly to the railing beside him.
"You probably have a few minutes to pray to the Holy Spirit you believe in to see if she will show up to save you."
The other party said this before jumping onto the raft with the bucket in hand.
Looking at the sinking wreckage of the battleship, he finally shouted to Diana:
"If there really is a holy sign of divine revelation, please let us see it."
In response, Diana looked at the cracked bronze emblem on her chest and whispered:
"That was just now..."
Previously, she saw the dragon attacking her and the fog filling the surroundings in the fragmented revelations of the future.
And when she arrived on the deck, she once again vaguely felt the projection of the power of the Eighth Holy Spirit.
Although for some reason, the power in the mist became much weaker than usual, she still followed the instructions and used the holy weapon she had been carrying to make the power resonate with the shadow of the eighth holy spirit that had once been in the human world not far away.
She had only prayed that the Eighth Holy Spirit could save the entire warship from the black dragon, but in the end the power of the Eighth Holy Spirit returned to the world through the phantom. She killed the black dragon with a few moves and also killed the entire ship.
Thinking of this, some ideas that could be called heretical were growing in Diana's mind.
So what is the real purpose of the Eighth Holy Spirit?
Is it the dragon, or is it the ship?
She had heard a little about the mist of the Broken Sea. Those wandering in it were illusions based on past memories. As long as they were ignored, they would not be able to affect real things. On the contrary, as long as they interacted with real things enough, they would become real enough.
Diana braked immediately when she thought of this.
That's enough. Stop thinking about it.
And actually there was nothing to think about, after all, I was going to be drowned here soon.
Diana had nothing to fear about death.
Now, she just felt a little sorry for the wizard who had always wanted to protect her. Those sailors would definitely kill him and disguise it as a shipwreck.
But at this moment, she no longer wanted to pray and ask the Eighth Holy Spirit to help her solve this last problem.
The water gradually rose above her ankles, over her waist, and up to her chest.
She could feel that the holy spirit of "the dead", which symbolized death, was quietly approaching her. It was like a person walking on the water, approaching her step by step, and then slowly squatting in front of her.
The image of the Holy Spirit "Dead" has always been a skinny figure wearing a dark cloak, and no living person has ever seen him take off his hood.
But now Diana sees it.
Completely different from what she had imagined, the other person actually looked like a resident of Storm Province.
Gray hair, silver eyes, and pale face.
What's even more outrageous is that the other party is actually carrying the holy emblem of the Eighth Holy Spirit.
It was not the holy emblem of the Seventh Holy Spirit himself, but the holy emblem of the Eighth Holy Spirit.
It is said that the dead are responsible for guiding all souls to find their final destination, so is she now trying to take herself to the kingdom of the Eighth Holy Spirit?
"Still alive?"
The other party spoke! ?
The Holy Spirit actually spoke?
This is the first miracle in history of hearing the Holy Spirit speak since Terra Riel went to the Dragonbone Islands and heard the oracles issued by the seven Holy Spirits!
Or does it mean that everyone actually hears this sentence before they die?
Wait a minute, what did the other party just say?
"I'm still alive...you you you, who are you?"
Diana replied immediately.
As soon as she finished her words, she felt the water that had submerged her begin to recede rapidly.
Then she realized that it was not the water that submerged her that was receding, but the wreckage of the entire ship was slowly lifted into the air by an invisible force.
