Chapter 160 "True Evil"

"Young wizard who holds the truth, welcome to our tribe."

In the largest hut among the centaur tribe, an old centaur was half-kneeling on the ground on all fours, looking at him with half-closed eyes.

"truth?"

Maca didn't know whether he was referring to the Book of Truth or the fact that he had touched the rules, but no matter which one he was referring to, he had no reason to actively mention it.

"Davros, may I ask why you came to me?" He didn't have time to go around in circles. Since the other party found him, it obviously had a very direct purpose.

"I didn't come here for you, but the guidance of fate." The old horse man said with a confused expression, "Hundreds of years ago, fate guided the horse people to come to this forest; now, fate also guides you to come here... …When Venus bursts into light, the sins in the blood of the centaurs should be washed away by the truth."

"Young wizard, are you willing to wash away the evil curse deposited in the blood of the centaur?"

Maca was confused, he couldn't help but said: "Venus refers to Venus, I know that... But what is the evil curse in the blood of the horses? What does it have to do with me?"

The words of the horse people have always been confusing. They always follow the so-called "fate" persistently, and they talk without beginning or end.

"The ancestors of the centaur made a mistake..." the old centaur lowered his eyes, with a hint of sadness in his tone, "The centaur family has been cursed from the very beginning, and the crime has always made us restless, no matter the centaur No matter how you avoid disputes, you will not be able to avoid disasters."

"A mistake?" said Maca. "Your ancestors?"

"When the ancestors faced the danger of a powerful enemy, the 'true evil' bewitched the ancestors, and bad luck enveloped the entire centaur race...the ancestors defeated the powerful enemies, but lost in their own hands..." the old horseman said here , suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the turbid eyes flickered, "Now, the 'true evil' reappears in the world, and only the spokesperson of the truth can bury it again!"

The old horse man's voice became louder and louder, until it was like a roar that made people shudder.

"What is 'true evil'?" Maca frowned. He seemed to sense something from the old horse man's words, but he still couldn't grasp the essentials.

But the old horse man shook his head slightly, his spirit seemed to be a little more sluggish than before.

"When the crimes of nothingness become real, 'chaos' will return to the world..." He said in a low voice, "When 'chaos' turns on 'disaster', matter will be eroded, rules will be rearranged, and fate will fall apart..."

Every time he said a word, the old horse man became weaker and weaker, and his voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost inaudible in the end.

Maca had to get closer, trying to hear these specious words clearly.

However, what Maca didn't expect was that the old horse man closed his eyes while talking, and didn't make a sound anymore.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Maca quickly reached out and patted the old horse man on the shoulder, but the old horse man opened his eyes again and looked at him calmly.

"You're not dead!"

"Death is never the end..." he said with difficulty, "Magicians who hold the truth, please bury the sins again! The centaurs will be redeemed, and the wizards will return to peace..."

"So, what is 'real evil'?" Maca asked the previous question again, and after thinking about it, he added, "What should I do?"

Although the old horse man said a lot of sensational things, he didn't say a word clearly.

But the old horseman just looked at him quietly, and said after a long time: "The horseman's most reliable ally, Royna Mira, is guiding you, and fate will tell you the answer...The horseman just wants to know , when you are faced with a choice, are you willing to wash away the curse of evil for the centaur?"

What do you do when a stranger doesn't do you any favors and wants you to help? Maca felt that he was already facing this damn choice now.

The old horseman mentioned Rowena's name, and it was that ancient name that no one knew. Obviously, Rowena Ravenclaw must have had contact with the ancestors of these centaurs, but it seems difficult to ask what kind of connection it is.

These horse people seem to have never had the word "speak well" in their dictionary.

"Well... If it doesn't affect me, I don't think I would mind helping you." Maca shrugged.

"You will gain the gratitude of the centaur family for generations..." the old horseman said weakly with his eyes slightly closed.

What he just said seems to be an act similar to prophecy, and it can be seen that it consumed a lot of his energy. His condition looks really bad now.

But he still struggled to stand up, fending off the hand of the centaur warrior who had been guarding by his side, and struggled to remove a sheathless long sword from the wall of the shed.

The long sword was four fingers wide, and seemed to be quite heavy. The old horse man almost fell over due to the weight of the sword, but he still dragged it to Maca's side.

"Young wizard, please follow me."

He took Maca and walked towards the cave at the back of the shed at an extremely slow speed, but none of the other centaurs followed.

It seems that this cave should not allow centaurs other than Davros to enter.

As soon as he walked into the cave, Maca discovered one thing - the entrance of the cave didn't seem to be formed naturally. Because the space inside here is astonishingly large, under the influence of darkness, you can't see the side at all.

Not long after walking in that huge dark cave, the surroundings fell into complete darkness, and Maca had to take out his wand to get some light out.

When the tip of the staff lit up with light, he found that the surrounding ground was full of centaur bones. He couldn't help guessing that this might be the cemetery of the Centaur tribe.

But at this moment, he felt as if he was walking in a boundless wilderness, except for the ground under his feet, he couldn't see any stone walls around him. This scene makes people feel as if the whole mountain has been hollowed out.

After walking forward for more than ten minutes, Maca saw something gray and white faintly appearing in front of him.

"Luminescent flickering... Maximized!"

As Maca chanted the mantra softly, the light on the tip of the staff suddenly brightened, and was immediately thrown forward by him.

According to the preset trajectory, the light group flew past in front of him, and an extremely huge thing immediately came into Maca's eyes.

"This is... the skeleton of an ancient dragon?"

The light group flitted in a parabola in midair, but it could only illuminate half of this huge monster, and the other half was still hidden in the endless darkness, which made people sigh the horror of the size of this ancient behemoth.

Maca stepped forward quickly, tapped lightly with her wand, and then shook her head again.

"The magic power in the bones has dissipated, and it has completely lost its magical properties..."

Even so, however, this bone is still as hard as steel. When the wand was struck, there was a crisp "clang clang" sound.

"Young wizard, please come this way..." the old horse urged softly.

Materials that have lost their magical properties are of little use to wizards, but Maca decided that if there is a chance in the future, it would be good to move them out as decorations.

In his dictionary, there is never the word "waste".

Going deeper, after another half an hour, Maca finally saw a strange stone building.

It was a circular stone array made up of many polished stones. In the middle of the stone array, a smooth stone tablet stood quietly, and some characters seemed to be engraved on it.

Because I was standing a little far away and the surrounding space was dim, I couldn't see what was engraved on it for the time being.

At this time, the old horseman raised the big sword in his hand with all his strength without saying a word, and inserted it into the groove of a stone. Suddenly, something seemed to be activated, and the stone formation gradually emitted blue fluorescence.

Following a slight vibration, the inscription on the central stele lit up, and blue symbols flew out automatically, circling around the stele, and gradually rose above the stele.

"Another rule-like rune?" Maca looked intently, but couldn't tell what kind of rune it was, at least he had never seen it until now.

Not long after, those runes kept spinning and floating, and among them, an unstable mysterious symbol appeared out of thin air!

This time Maca recognized it immediately, it was a real rule rune, and it also existed on the Scroll of Truth. It's just a pity that most of the rule runes on the Book of Truth are too obscure, and he still hasn't deciphered the meaning of the rune in front of him.

"This is a treasure passed down from generation to generation by the centaur family. It represents destiny and change..." the old horseman suddenly said, "Remember this rune, fate will guide you to make the final choice."

"Fate and change?" Maca frowned, "How should I interpret this?"

Some things are too esoteric, even if you know the answer, you may not be able to understand its principle. This is the case with Maca now, he thought about it for a while, and had to keep the old horse man's words in his heart for the time being, and think about it slowly later.

When Maca came out of the cave again, he found that it was getting late, and he didn't know if it would be in time for the start of the Halloween banquet.

As for the old horse man, he only said that his time was coming, and he didn't come out with Maca.

The new Davros was a strong centaur, he sent Maca out of the centaur tribe, and then turned back.

"Young wizard, you will be one of the few wizard friends of the centaur. When you are confused, the centaur will be happy to explain your fate..." Before leaving, the new Davros solemnly promised.

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