There is no way Castle Black is doing anything decent.
The effect of the magic energy array he deduced is not actually very straightforwardly cruel, otherwise the Kulakuka clan would not have lasted for thousands of years. But sometimes, the straightforward cruelty is not actually the real abyss.
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It was a sleepless night, but the only thing that was brightly lit was the altar at the foot of the Holy Mountain. Sipolok fell into silence because there was no one around. There were no people in the quiet streets, and only the lonely street lamp illuminated the place.
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Angel looked at the peaceful city. No one knew what kind of darkness this city possessed under this quiet and exquisite appearance.
Staring at it is like staring into an abyss.
Suddenly, Angel discovered that not everyone in Sipolok had left. An old lady with gray hair walked out of a residential building. She walked slowly and held a handful of flowers in her hand.
Angel glanced around and saw that there was no one in the entire street of West Pollock, only this old lady was walking alone.
She slowly walked to a statue at the end of the street.
This statue is one of the 372 statues with magic pattern nodes.
A street lamp attracting little moths stands next to the statue.
Through the street light, Angel could see the old lady's face clearly. Because of her age, her eyes were a bit hanging at the end, but from the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, it could be seen that the old lady was a person who liked to laugh, even though her face was covered with wrinkles.
, but his temperament is very gentle and peaceful.
However, Angel noticed that the old lady looked a little bad, her face was pale, her eyes were a little cloudy, and she looked sick.
The old lady placed the flowers in front of the statue with a peaceful smile on her lips.
Angel saw that she was mumbling words and her expression was either bitter or smiling, as if she was talking about something.
Angel knew a little bit of lip reading, but that was based on when the other party spoke with a larger mouth. Now the old lady's mouth was not wide, and she used breath sounds from time to time, so he couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.
But Angell has some guesses.
Perhaps she was recalling her own life. She sighed from time to time, smiled from time to time, and occasionally lowered her head and remained silent. She was completely like a dying person, remembering the past years and putting an end to her life.
As she spoke, she bowed to the statue, looking extremely respectful.
It was because of her actions that Angel focused his attention on the statue. He had not paid attention to the statue before, but only focused on the magic pattern nodes centered on the statue. When he carefully observed the statue now
, only to find something strange.
Although the shapes of the entire Sipolok statues are different, there is one thing in common: all the statues are engraved with a woman.
Although the artistic expression techniques may be different, Angel always felt that these statues should be sculpted by the same woman.
The statue in front of the old lady is a woman in gauze robe with her hands folded in fists, eyes closed, and a kind expression. The carving is of a very high level, and you can clearly see the respect that the sculptor wanted to express, as well as the sense of alienation that deified the woman in gauze robe.
"Diavolo, do you know who carved those statues of Sipolok?" Angel rarely took the initiative to contact the shadows with his spiritual tether.
Shadow waited for a while before replying: "Huh - the temptation here is too great. I really want to rush to the temple on the top of the mountain to see it at all costs. Hey, were you asking about the statue just now?"
"Yes, those statues are all the same person?"
Shadow: "Oh, oh, oh, you just realized it now? Yes, those statues are all the same person. If I guessed correctly, it should be the Black Castle witch who led the Kulakuka tribe to this place thousands of years ago. Also.
That old witch’s mentor is Isabel, the King of Dusk. By the way, that old witch now imitates her mentor in everything, even changing her name to be very similar to Isabel. If she can’t get out of her mentor’s shadow, it’s no wonder that she has never been able to step into true knowledge.
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"King of Shen Mu, Isabel." Angel looked at the statue. How could it mean Shen Mu? It wouldn't be inappropriate to say it was a holy goddess!
During the conversation between Angel and Shadow, the old lady in front of the statue seemed to have finished speaking. She knelt down, touched her head to the ground, and lay in front of the statue without saying a word for a long time.
After a long, long time, Angel saw that the old lady had not moved and walked down the mountain. After feeling it with his spiritual tentacles, he discovered that the old lady's body was already cold.
It was just as he thought.
The old lady may have known that she was not going to die soon, so she did not go to the festival. Instead, she missed the past alone, chatted with the statue until the last moment, and left with a pious heart.
Angel sensed that although the old lady had died, her fragile soul still remained in the body, as if she was saying her final farewell to this broken body.
However, at the moment when her soul left her body, the statue in front of her suddenly flashed a dim light that mortals could not see, and before she could react, her soul was swept into an unknown place.
Angel witnessed this moment. He had no intention of changing and... was unable to change.
He just felt it was a bit ironic.
At the last moment of her life, the old lady still did not forget the statue she had revered all her life. She would even talk about her last moments in front of the statue even when she died. But she never thought that this statue was the culprit that pushed her into the real abyss.
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Although it is ironic, this is reality.
Isabel gave the Kulakuka clan the opportunity to reproduce and never cut it off. But all this protection does not come without a price, and this price is very expensive - it requires your souls.
The body can die, but the soul is still there, and there is a trace of life in the dark.
If even the soul dies, then that is true death.
Angel turned and left.
In front of the street lamp at the corner of the street, a cold corpse was still kneeling in front of the statue of Isabel. Isabel closed her eyes and circled her fists, as if she was praying for something. The wind blew, and the flowers in front of the statue scattered, and the petals danced, and finally fell.
On the old lady's already stiff body, the gray hair and soft white petals seemed to merge into one at this moment.
You confide in me and I say goodbye to you.
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All the way across the desolate loneliness of Sipolok, when Angel stepped into the scope of the Holy Mountain, a lively atmosphere immediately surged up with bright lights and uninterrupted hymns.
It's like walking through two different worlds, from deserted to lively.
Looking at the temple at the top of the holy mountain, the rhythm is spreading out wantonly, showing the sense of existence.
"Why are you here?" Shadow's voice suddenly came: "Are you planning to give up the calculation?"
From the beginning to the end, Shadow never thought that Angel could reverse the effects of the magic energy array in less than ten hours.
Angel: "It has been calculated, and there is no unexpected result."
"It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out, anyway...ah? You said you figured it out?! Damn it, you didn't lie to me?" Shadow was so surprised that he almost shouted, if Angel could see him.
, you will find that Shadow’s eyes are not only rounded, but his hat has fallen to the ground without even realizing it.
"I have calculated a few important magic patterns, and I have almost guessed the ending. After a little verification, it is indeed expected."
Shadow was still a little unbelievable. He confirmed it several times. It was not until Angel answered impatiently that he reluctantly believed it was true: "Okay, what is the effect of this magic energy array?"
"Confining and absorbing souls." Angel paused, "Based on several of the magic patterns involving blood, we can make a simple guess that the scope of this magic array may not only be Xibo.
Locke...instead included all people with Kura Kuka's bloodline. Even if they are not in this world, even if they are thousands of miles away, as long as they have Kura Kuka's mark, they will be lured here."
Shadow frowned: "What do you mean..."
"This race is actually the forbidden area of Castle Black." The Kulakuka family seems to have freedom, a peaceful and beautiful life, but these are just beautiful illusions given to them by Castle Black when they are still alive. When they die
Eventually, all these appearances will be torn apart, revealing the hidden fangs, tearing the already weak soul into pieces.
"The result is not unexpected, but the method is quite unexpected." Shadow shook his head and smiled: "Perhaps Isabel once really pitied the Kulakuka clan. If she did not rescue the Kulakuka clan, it is possible that the Kulakuka clan would become extinct.
However, in her eyes, I saved you, and you should repay me, but this form of repayment is a little too much."
"Whether it's a pass or a failure, we can't comment. Ordinary people rarely think about what happens after death. Death is really death to them. Maybe, even if the people of the Kulakuka tribe know about the magic array
I won’t care about the effect.”
"That's right. Ordinary people's sight only stops in front of them." Shadow paused: "However, after hearing what you said, I have gained some psychological confidence. Do you know where those imprisoned souls have gone?
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Angel pointed to the temple on the Holy Mountain: "It should be right there."
Shadow: "Yes, I have basically determined that the source of the law is in the temple. After I came here, I found that the rhythm of the law near the holy mountain is very stable. If the law is consumed, it is obviously a bit unreasonable. But
If the law has not been consumed, then why can't it spread to other places except this floating island?"
"I couldn't figure it out before, but after hearing what you said, I have a guess. If nothing unexpected happens, this witchcraft garden relies on the absorbed souls as energy to drive the source of the law. But this guess is still
There is a loophole. The souls of ordinary people are very fragmented. If they want to become the law of energy supply, the quality is not enough."
"So... there should be some way to purify the soul?" The two of them thought of this almost at the same time.
If there really is a way to purify the soul... Angel's trip is well worth it!