As Sisia appeared, the surrounding dark fog seemed to be quickly receding. However, the fog only retreated about twenty meters with Sisia as the center, and it was still dark further away.
But the space that retreated made Angel couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
I originally thought that this dark mist was a deserted land, but what I didn't expect was that the buildings here were quite exquisite.
The floor is a smooth marble surface arranged in a grid pattern, surrounded by several elegant stone pillars that look simple but are carved with dark patterns. And above their heads are palace-level carvings and colorful windows.
Although the center of the spire was obscured by fog, Angel could basically guess the situation here.
"I used to think that this space was a void, quasi-conscious space. But I didn't expect to be able to summon this Source Fire. This is something that cannot be done in a conscious space. So is this a real space?" Angel said.
As he spoke, he looked around: "It's as exquisite as a palace, but there's another world beneath the skin. This kind of alchemical smell cannot be concealed even if you want to."
When Angel said this, he looked at Sicia: "Am I in your body now?"
Sisia: "Rather than saying 'body', I would rather hear the full name - Sisia's Box."
"Wai has also entered your... well, Sithia's Box before. In his perception, a long time passed, but we didn't see Vai leaving outside, and we reacted quickly.
Why is this? Is it the ability of the Box of Sithia? Is it related to time?" Angel asked curiously.
If it is really related to time, that would be a surprise. Angel has always wanted to study alchemy tools related to time, but he has never seen them so far.
However, in the illustration drawn by Crowley, I saw a mysterious object involving time: the time light postcard. Its effect is to send the postcard to someone at a certain time in the future, and the postcard can be attached with an ability.
For temporary use by future recipients.
It is a pity that this mysterious object already has its owner and is currently stored in the Lawful Guild. As for mysterious objects involving time, even if its Hupa coefficient is not high, the Lawful Guild will basically not use it, let alone borrow it.
For others to study.
Looking at Angel's curious eyes, Sisia snorted lightly and did not answer immediately. Instead, she walked past Angel. Then four or five meters away, she erected a glass wall made of deep fog glass and
A tall throne made of dark ice crystals.
Sisia stepped onto the fifth step, waved her gauze skirt gently, and sat on the throne with great momentum.
It wasn't until Sicia sat down and looked at Angel from a condescending angle that she slowly said: "Time ability? It seems that you don't know enough about the ability of the prophecy system. Being able to ask this question can only mean that
Your ignorance."
Isn't it a time ability? Is it a prophecy ability? Although Angel doesn't know what kind of prophecy ability it is, Sicia probably won't lie to him about it.
Since it has nothing to do with time ability, Angel's curiosity has largely subsided.
"I admit my ignorance." Angel raised his head and looked at Sisia, who was sitting in a high position, and smiled softly: "After all, I am not even twenty yet."
Originally, Sicia wanted to use the throne and the overlook to suppress Angel's arrogance, but Angel seemed completely unaware. At the same time, he said "I am less than twenty years old" again, breaking through the defense in an instant and no longer wanting to remember himself.
How long did Sicia live?
Twenty-year-old Sisia is still a "child" protected by her parents in an ivory tower.
On the other hand, Angel, who was less than twenty years old, was as cunning as a fox, showed no fear in conversations, and held the most critical source of fire for the entire Source-worshiping clan.
In comparison, Xicia may not have lived as well as Angel in the first half of her life.
Thinking of this, Xixia felt that she was mocking the opponent's ignorance, but actually mocking herself, breaking the defense and causing a critical hit.
Sisia took a deep breath and tried not to be too emotional, at least not to be looked down upon by the "child" who was less than twenty years old across from her.
With a cold and beautiful face, Sicia was silent for a few seconds, and finally felt that her mood seemed to be calmer.
Then he said: "Time has not changed, I just dug out part of your thoughts. Time has not changed, and you have not changed either. What has changed is only your thoughts and feelings."
Xicia didn't care whether Angel understood it or not. After a brief explanation, she immediately changed the topic to the source of fire that concerned her most.
"Since you brought out the Source Fire and knew about the Ancestral Altar, do you think you came prepared?" Sisia raised her chin: "Tell me, what is your purpose? What do you want, or what do you want to know?
"
Xicia spoke very firmly, thinking that Angel was definitely here for her.
Otherwise, why would she be asked if she was a source worshiper? Why would she take the initiative to mention the extinguished ancestral altar? In the end, she even took out the source fire.
But even if he is "certain" that Angel's target is him, he may still open his mouth, and Sicia has to face the difficulty, because the "source fire" is not false, it really exists, and it is very important to those who worship the source.
To me, source fire means hope.
However, Sisia didn't want to be the one who was taken advantage of, so she had a scene where "the fog cleared, the throne appeared, looking down at all living beings".
This is not a monkey trick, but a clear and useful "ritual". But Angel has not put forward the "price" yet, so Sissia has not let the ritual come to an end.
Only when Angel offers a price can Sicia truly reveal the meaning of the ceremony.
The throne of God overlooks all living beings. Any undercurrent will be directed to the truth, all shadows will reveal their true colors, the fool will be rewarded, and the plan of the greedy will only become a piece of waste paper.
…
Angel looked at Sisia, whose chin was almost raised to the sky, with a slightly strange expression.
It seems that his purpose of coming has been misunderstood?
He is not here to sell the source fire... Although the purple source fire and the white source fire are not complete due to damage, Angel also intends to sell them, but just in case, he has to wait for Dodolo to sell them.
Let’s talk about it later after lighting the ancestral altar.
But now, Xixia seems to have regarded his sale of the source fire as a deal?
He came prepared? Prepared to come all the way to trade with you?
"I think you are too confident?" Angel tilted his head and looked at Sicia with a confused expression on his face.
Sisia looked gloomy: "What do you mean?"
Angel touched his chin: "You just said that I am ignorant. I admit this, but have you forgotten?"
"How could I, being ignorant, know that there is an alchemy puppet that is used as a "ticket booth" in a ruin that is said to be worthless? And in the ordinary-looking box in the hands of this puppet, there is
A conductor who has not even been revealed before? And this conductor was once a worshiper?"
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to add the prefix. This Source Worshiper is also a Source Worshiper who has been in a small box in a different space for tens of thousands of years and has never shown his face."
"Under such circumstances, how do you think I know your existence? Do you think that I have lived for ten thousand years and saw you in Naraku City ten thousand years ago?"
Angel's repeated questioning made Sicia a little confused.
It seems, is that really the case?
What he said seems to make sense?
Seeing that Sisia didn't speak, Angel continued: "Well, let me ask you, can prophecy predict you?"
Sisia shook her head subconsciously: "Of course not. The source worshiper himself is covered by fate, not to mention that I have no soul."
"Prophecy can't predict you, that means I didn't use prophecy to locate you."
"Continue, let me ask you again, are there other people in and out of your box? I mean, are there any intelligent beings who can see you, know that you are a worshiper of the source, and can spread the news to the outside world? It would be best.
It’s from the past few decades. After all, no matter how far it is, I haven’t even been born yet.”
"I have some friendship with a certain master here. He occasionally comes to chat with me about outside affairs. However, due to some special reasons, it is impossible for him to spread my news." Sisia was a little confused at this time. How could she
She didn't understand what Angel meant, but if Angel really wasn't prepared, how could he appear in front of her in such a "coincidental" way?
"In that case, how do you think I knew your existence and was prepared?" Angel was a little dumbfounded: "I'll tell you the truth, the purpose of me and my companions coming here is not you at all.
.”
Although Xicia understood what Angel meant, she still had doubts. As a former prophet, she knew very well about the pull of fate. Because of her understanding, she knew that the probability of such a series of coincidences was very low.
Low.
She is a worshiper of the source, staying in a dark and lightless box for ten thousand years, and then just waiting for the source fire to fall from the sky?
If the Great Prophet was still here, if she said this, she would probably be beaten up by the Great Prophet in a bad mood.
I have doubts, but what Angel said is not unreasonable.
This also made Xicia's expression become tangled.
Xicia hesitated for a while before asking: "Then... why did you take out the source fire?"
Angel gently held the white source fire into his palm, and then squeezed it gently. The source fire disappeared and returned to the earlobe.
After doing all this, Angel spread his hands and said, "I'm not doing anything, I'm just showing you."
"Show me?!" Sisia stood up suddenly, bowed and looked down, her eyes widened: "Are you kidding me?"
Feeling the renewed murderous intent in the air, Angel's expression was hard to describe.
How did he meet this woman?
Angel rubbed his eyebrows. He thought that this woman had lived for tens of thousands of years and should be able to understand what he meant. But now he discovered that there may be no necessary connection between IQ and age.
Could it be that because she lost her body and soul, her thinking began to develop in a slippery direction?
But Popota's situation is similar to hers, and Popota isn't stupid now. - Popota doesn't count the period when Rasudran became an alien.
Feeling the growing murderous aura, Angel sighed helplessly: "If you think about it carefully, if I hand over the source fire to you, what can you do with it?"
Sisia: "Me! I..."
Xicia wanted to go back with excitement, but as soon as she started, she suddenly withered. Yes, she has neither body nor soul now. Even if she thinks she is a worshiper, in essence,
She no longer has any relationship with the Source Worshipers. What can she do with the Source Fire?
"Can you sense the ancestral altar?" Angel asked again.
Sisia remained silent, but the answer was self-evident.
"No way. Then what do you want this source fire to do? Use it as a flickering candle to light up this flashy palace of yours?"
"But it's useless for you to hold the Source Fire." Sisia's retort was a little weak, and her voice became weaker and weaker.
Angel: "Have you forgotten the question you asked me before? You asked me where I learned about the ancestral altar. My answer is - a source worshiper told me personally."
Angel once again emphasized the word "personally".
Sisia was slightly absent-minded and sat back on the throne, but her momentum was gone.
She already understood Angel's meaning at this time. It was indeed useless to give her the Source Fire because she couldn't even sense the ancestral altar. How could she revive the idea of worshiping the Source?
But if it is given to worshipers who are still alive in the outside world, that spark will eventually start a prairie fire.
Thinking of this, Sisia whispered: "You mean, you plan to give the source fire to other source worshipers."
Angel nodded noncommittally.
Although Angel gave the answer that Sicia expected, there is one question that Sicia still has not solved: "Are there really Source Worshipers alive in the outside world?"
Obviously that existence told her that the last source worshiper also died.
Based on the oath, it will not deceive itself.
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Angel did not directly answer Sisia's question, but said: "Do you want to see him?"
Xixia's eyes lit up: "The person you mentioned as a source of worship also came with you?"
Angel: "No. I said, I didn't come prepared, and my purpose is not you."
After a pause, Angel added: "However, although he did not follow me, I may have a way for you to see him and have a face-to-face conversation with him."
"Is that so..." Sisia was a little disappointed. It would be nice if she could see the other person with her own eyes.
"Are you really sure he is a worshiper?"
Angel: "Whether it's confirmed or not can be judged after you meet him yourself."
Xicia thought for a while and decided that this was okay. As long as she could see the other person, even if it was just an illusion, she would have a way to determine whether they were of the same race.
"I agree to meet him, when can I meet him?"
Angel: "Any time. However, it takes some time to prepare before meeting."
Sisia nodded and didn't ask Angel what he wanted to prepare. He just thought it was some kind of prop for a long-distance meeting.
Sisia thought for a while: "Then what price do I have to pay?"
…
When Sisia said these words, Angel was calm on the surface, but he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.
He has done so many things, trying to exalt before suppressing, and using source fire to seduce. Isn't that just for these words?
Fortunately, although this Sissia is a bit out of her mind, she still understands the rule of "you have to pay for what you get". Otherwise, Angel would have to ask for reward himself, which would be an unpleasant scene.
Angel raised his eyes and then lowered his eyebrows: "I hope you can answer some questions for me."
After hearing Angel's request, Sicia actually felt a little relieved. She would be really worried if she didn't make the request.
Sisia returned to her cold "goddess" appearance and leaned lazily on the throne: "You want to know the secret of Naraku City?"
Angel: "If you are willing to tell me, I don't mind asking. However, what I want to know more is other questions."
Sisia: "Then you ask, but I can tell you that there are some things that I cannot elaborate on, or even say. Because I signed an oath with a certain master, it can help me to a certain extent, such as bringing me
Information from the outside world, and what I have to do is abide by some rules. If what you want to ask happens to fall within these rules, I won’t be able to tell you directly."
When Sisia said the last sentence, she raised her eyebrows meaningfully.
I can’t say it directly, but can I hint?
Angel didn't know whether his understanding was correct, and he didn't care about things he shouldn't know. What he cared about was Sicia's attitude. Judging from Sicia's attitude towards him now, she should not be out of touch anymore.
"The first question I want to ask is, is the certain master you have been talking about before a three-eyed blue demon?"