Chapter 783

It is often said that once the residential area is wandering without residents, the speed of destruction will suddenly become much faster.

The forest near Hogwarts has lost the two largest living groups - "horse man" and "eight eyed giant spider", which have changed a lot.

However, due to the presence of the group of elves fooled by Maka, the biological atmosphere here has become more flexible and lively.

There is no doubt that the elves like nature. Therefore, while considering living in this forest, they also play their skills in the island jungle and take care of all kinds of animals and plants in the forest.

"Are these trees taller than when they came back?"

As she walked in, Maka roughly measured the height and density of the trees. She couldn't help feeling that it would be good for the elves who had nothing to do all day to stay here.

Walking and watching all the way, before she knew it, Maka found that she had arrived.

It was originally a tribe of the horse people. They always maintain the style of the ancient horse people as much as possible with the inheritance concept of respecting ancient times and ancestors all year round.

They believe that nature is gentle and cruel. Nature has given them food to survive and reproduce, but it will also make them food for other races.

Therefore, they respect nature, but they don't blindly believe it. They also cut wood, build houses, cut bows and make arrows, and transform part of nature into tribes and hunting grounds that are most suitable for them to live in.

But looking at the current appearance of the horse people tribe, we can see that the elves who also respect nature are different.

At a glance, Maka saw that the original huts, wooden fences and barbed walls had already been demolished, and all kinds of Rattan Baskets, pots and bowls, bows, arrows and spears could not be found everywhere.

However, near the hillside near the cave, a rock building is slowly taking shape. From architectural style to concrete structure, there is a strong human atmosphere.

To tell you the truth, Maka felt that there were many contradictions here.

"Yes," he just shook his head after a little thought. "Although these elves have multiplied on an island without humans for thousands of years, they should be considered 'wild'. However, royna left too many traces about her on that island. In this way, they have become the concept of life of these elves for generations."

Maka believes that even if the building is finally completed, these Elves will only choose to live in the basement, right?

Like the slave mentality of domestic elves, creatures in the world are affected by their surroundings all the time, and change is inevitable.

The so-called "wild elf" can probably only become a joke to comfort yourself.

"Oh! McLean, you're here!"

While Maka was looking at the building under construction, a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts. It was the elf elder lac who appeared beside him.

"Well," Marca nodded, "I'll go in and check those two things. As for the usual guard and defense, you'll be responsible."

"Of course!" old Lacker said with great spirit, "for the sake of our ancestors' close friend, Lord ferry, we Elves will do our best!"

"That's good," Marca smiled. "I'll go first and you'll be busy."

He waved his hand and greeted the elf who was busy moving bricks and building walls while performing magic. He passed the roughly built central hall and soon saw the huge stone door.

This is what he asked the elf to make at first, and then there is the very deep mountainside Dragon Cave. When the buildings outside are built in the future, this door will become the only entrance to the cave under the protection of elves.

But now it's just a form.

There was no magic attached to the double open stone door. Maka just waved her hand and the door opened immediately.

Although the elves are playing with real building blocks outside, there is no trace of the horse tribe. But in the hinterland of the mountain, it still remains the same as it used to be. It is still the forbidden area of the cemetery of the horse people.

At that time, the old horse man who led Maka into the deep before his death has become one of the white bones crawling and kneeling around. It is difficult to distinguish who is who.

"It's still so dark here."

That said, Maka didn't cast the luminous spell.

Because he knew very well that there would be almost no obstacles here except the remains of an unusual dragon before reaching the location of the bewitching Monument and the devouring mirror.

"And it's still so big!"

After walking for more than ten minutes, a faint blue light in the darkness ahead told him that he had finally reached the place.

It's a large-scale Rune array. Compared with the bewitching monument not far from here, the array used to isolate and seal the devouring mirror is obviously much more laborious.

According to the actual situation, the two levels should be similar or even equal.

The reason why Maka made such a large array to seal the mirror is purely because his research on the devouring mirror is far less profound than the bewitching monument.

However, even with such a trivial Rune matrix, Maka is not very confident.

"After all, it's not because of 'despicable Haier Bo'..."

Leaving aside the scattered troubles in her mind for the time being, Maka sat down and stared at the phagocytic mirror in the center of the big array, falling into an unknown analysis for the first time.

After a long time, maybe at least three hours, Maka stood up and stretched.

"Swallowing mirror." he stared at the mirror and whispered.

"The monument of bewitchment." he turned his head to look at the monument again and murmured softly.

"Sin!"

After speaking the word for the third time, Maka rubbed her slightly stiff face, then raised her feet and went deeper into the cave.

Perhaps, in some past environment, people will subconsciously mix memories with their thoughts.

Just now, when he was speculating on the essence of these terrible magic items, he inadvertently remembered some words of the old horse man.

As we all know, the horse people are good at astrological prophecy. This is their talent and is deeply stationed in their blood.

At that time, Maka was invited in by the horse people because of the prophecy of the old horse people.

Now, in the extremely quiet mountainside, Maka also gradually recalled some words that the old horse people once said. Or some "prophecies" that he was told.

"I didn't come to you. It's fate."

"When Venus shines, sin is washed by truth."

"The 'true evil' reappears in the world. Only the spokesman of the truth can bury it again."

"When the evil of nothingness turns into reality, 'chaos' will return to the world... When' chaos' opens' disaster ', materials will be eroded, rules will be rearranged, and fate will fall apart..."

At that time, Maka didn't understand almost any of these words, but now, he has finally gained something.

"If you compare the inscription of the ancient Druid sect's" Narration of sin ", the mirror of phagocytosis should be that the great sin of greed has not escaped... The monument of bewitchment, jealousy or conceit? HMM... no, it doesn't seem to be worthy of the title."

The "seven sins" in Muggle Catholicism is actually derived from the "statement of sins" of Druids. Unfortunately, both the original translation of Druids' inscriptions and the "seven sins" are inseparable from the "root causes of disasters" known by Maka.

However, Maka doesn't have to give these strange ancient objects a "big name of sin", just understanding the meaning is enough.

"But if that's the case," Maka shook her head. "Although Eun's plan is exaggerated, it may not be a forced but reasonable plan..."

In fact, everything is not afraid of exaggeration. I'm afraid that exaggeration won't work in the future. That's really bad!

Maka thought about this with a heavy heart and walked for a long time. Then she came to a place that was almost abandoned by him in the fuzzy memory.

A circular stone array.

As soon as Maka raised her hand, the light mass at her fingertips suddenly floated up and lit up this area gradually.

It can be seen that in the middle of this ancient stone array, a smooth and regular stone tablet stands silently. Next to the stone array, a large scabbard sword lay flat on the ground, which had been stained with a little dust.

I still remember that when the old horse people inserted it into the groove on the outer edge of the stone array, an unstable Rune appeared on the stone tablet.

"It represents destiny and change."

The words of the old horse people seemed to echo in Maka's ears, vaguely interpreting some of the profound meaning of the rune.

However, the old horse people's predictions Maka understood some, but this rule Rune Maka is still difficult to interpret. Even this rune, in fact, has always been recorded in the volume of truth, and he can see and understand it at any time.

"Although I still don't understand, at least now I know that this may be the key to solving those problems."

After that, Maka didn't pick up the sword and insert it into the groove. After all, it's better to see the scroll of truth. He just stood near the stone array and was silent alone.

It was not until the evening that Maka left the huge cave and returned to Hogwarts.

……

"Eh? What?"

After Maka returned, in the deep forest, a group of elves suddenly turned their heads together and looked at a bush with nothing.

"Looks like a new neighbor?"

"No, no, no, there are no malicious neighbors!"

"Hey, neighbors can also be divided into good neighbors and bad neighbors! That McClane is a good neighbor, well... Of course, a bad neighbor!"

"Ah! It's going to run, surround it!"