When morning dawns, the place where the first ray of golden sunlight shines is the Holy Mountain.
At this moment, the holy mountain was surrounded by a halo of light, making it appear even more sacred. The Kulakuka tribe at the bottom of the mountain all knelt down and worshiped on the ground, clasped their hands together, and prayed for their tribe.
In the temple on the top of the mountain, hymns sounded.
The hummingbird knights in the sky are constantly hovering, and they sprinkle white flowers from time to time, adding a bit of holiness to the ceremony.
When the sun shines on the altar, groups of singers come forward, standing every few meters to form a circle around the huge altar.
At this time, from the temple on the top of the mountain, a row of priests with white robes and gold trim came out. The leader was the only bald old man with a white beard wearing a red robe.
"Welcome to the High Priest!" A unanimous voice echoed from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.
The bald old man with a white beard staggered to the terrace in front of the top of the mountain and faced the densely packed tribesmen at the bottom of the mountain. His expression was solemn and filled with compassion and compassion.
"May our clan live in peace." The first words of the high priest were addressed to the clansmen at the foot of the mountain. Then, he began today's ceremony speech: "Humanity has turned to war, and our clan has almost become extinct; it is the master of the Holy Castle who has given us thousands of years."
The continuation of...the existence of the festival is to show respect to the owner of the Holy Castle."
While the high priest was speaking, the shadow hiding in a tall tree suddenly said: "This old man has a strong energy response, but he is still a mortal."
Angel also discovered: "If you live near the source of law for a long time, even a mortal may be contaminated with divinity."
"Mortals know nothing about power, so they can resist the temptation of the law. However, Isabel also has a bad idea to build a temple here, so that countless Kulakuka people come here to worship every year, but they don't know that they worship
It’s actually the soul fragments of my ancestors that are about to be devoured.”
"It's very ironic, but... I always feel that Isabel would not do such a thing out of bad taste. There may be another reason." Letting mortals guard the source of the law is a very strange thing in itself. Angel
I felt in my heart that a third-level wizard who had entered the path of true knowledge would not do such boring things.
"Hey, are you done talking? This old man is pretty good. He doesn't have the long speeches like other magicians. I thought he was going to sing praises for several hours." Shadow's attention has been focused on the temple, and the high priest's speech was just
In less than a minute, the ceremony was signaled to begin, "However, for a large festival, such an opening speech seems a bit perfunctory."
In Angel's field of vision, although the high priest's expression was solemn and his demeanor was full of respect for the Holy Castle, his eyes contained very complicated emotions that could not be explained clearly.
"Do you think this high priest knows about Sipolok's magic energy array?" Angel suddenly asked.
"Maybe he doesn't know." After a pause, Shadow suddenly laughed and said, "But if he knew, and said these high-sounding words in front of all the clan members, that would be really interesting."
…
When the high priest announced the start of the ceremony, a circle of singers located beside the altar sang hymns one after another.
A group of armored guards carried a gorgeous stretcher through the crowd and stepped onto the central platform of the highest level of the altar. There was a magic crystal about the same height as their body on the stretcher. The four guards worked together to put the magic crystal into it.
The recess in the center of the altar.
When the light shone from the altar, the shadow whispered: "Here it comes."
Looking at the familiar fluctuations of the teleportation array, Angel whispered: "Are you sure there won't be an official wizard coming?"
Shadow: "No, if the old witch is not around, there will be no official wizard."
As soon as he finished speaking, a short figure gradually appeared in the center of the teleportation array.
The short stature is relative to the height of ordinary humans, but for the Kulakuka tribe, the person who came here is still a giant. Moreover, she is also a female giant.
Black tutu skirt, black half veil, long straight black hair, pale skin, delicate cheeks.
Judging from the appearance, the person who came was a little girl of twelve or three years old. Moreover, Angel noticed that there was no extraordinary aura about this little girl, and she looked like an ordinary mortal.
The little girl originally kept her eyes closed, but when the aperture of the teleportation array disappeared, she slowly opened her eyes.
As soon as Fu opened his bright red eyes, he immediately looked at where Angel and Shadow were.
Doubt flashed in Angel's eyes. If this person was a mortal, how could she have noticed them at first sight? But if she was a wizard apprentice, how powerful is her perception?
"Diablo, who is she?" Angel said.
Shadow didn't reply.
Angel didn't know that somewhere he couldn't see, Shadow was trembling all over, with a look of horror on his face, pointing at the woman who appeared on the altar... "How is it possible... How could she appear here?"
The little girl seemed to sense Shadow's emotions, and she gently raised the corners of her lips towards the two of them.
The pink tongue swirled slightly on the bright red lips. It seemed like temptation, but also like bloodthirsty greed.
"Look who this is, isn't this the little puppet brother Diavolo?" With a weird laugh, a sharp female voice suddenly penetrated into the psychic tether between Angel and Shadow.
Angel originally remained calm, but the sudden voice made him stunned for a moment.
If the other party had communicated directly, he wouldn't have been so surprised, but instead of destroying the psychic tether, the other party directly forced his way into the psychic tether, turning what was originally a two-party conversation into a three-way conversation. This ability
, definitely not something that an ordinary wizard apprentice can do! Even...maybe not an apprentice?
"I...Isabelle, you, how could you..." Shadow's trembling voice came from the side of the spiritual belt.
Angel looked in the direction of the shadow. Although the shadow was hidden, Angel seemed to be able to feel the great fluctuations in his emotions.
Isabella? How come this name... is so similar to the "King of Dusk" Isabel? Angel suddenly thought, the shadow seemed to have said yesterday that the old witch in the Black Castle was the disciple of the King of Dusk.
Imitating her mentor, even the name...
Angel didn't dare to think any more. Just thinking of this made his heart beat loudly.
Could it be that the adult really came?
"I just want to see if you are suitable to be my future husband's apprentice." Isabella kept smiling weirdly, but her voice was still very clear. It was like there were two audio tracks at the same time,
Laughter is the background sound, and speaking is the main theme.
This is a woman with her own background sound.
Angel didn't dare to say that this was a "little girl" now. Even though she was small, Angel was a little frightened when he thought of her possible identity.
"Look at your trembling calves, are you so afraid of me? Tsk, tsk, tsk, I don't think you are worthy of being his apprentice." Isabella's weird double audio track appeared again in the psychic belt, "This little brother over here
, which is quite consistent.”
Angel knew that she should be talking about him.
When he was about to say something, Isabella suddenly made an extremely high-pitched voice, and her tone of appreciation suddenly changed: "But, I hate blond people! Diavolo, kill him! Kill him!"
He, I will recognize your status!"
"Hurry up, kill him! Kill him!"
No other voice can exist in the psychic tether, only "kill him" that keeps repeating the brainwashing.
Shadow's eyes suddenly turned red. He looked at Angel, who was hiding beside him, and slowly stretched out his hand. The magic power was slowly gathering... But at this moment, Shadow suddenly screamed, and from the 'light and shadow'
He faded into invisibility, kept rolling, and even fell heavily from the tree to the ground. He covered his heart with his hand, unable to move.
The psychic belt was still saying "kill him", but Shadow was completely distracted at the moment.
Angel stood on the tree, looking at the shadow falling on the ground without saying a word.
There is no doubt that the power of the contract has taken effect. If Shadow does not let go of his obsession with killing him, his heart will burst and die soon.
But Isabella's repeated "kill him" was both like hypnosis and some kind of suggestion, which made Shadow completely forget about thinking and only thought about how to kill Angel. However, under the constraints of the contract,
He couldn't do it at all, and instead harmed himself.
The shadow was still wailing on the ground, but Angel turned his head and looked at the altar.
"Little girl" Isabella stood at the top of the altar, the corners of her lips raised slightly, which was very strange. But what was even more strange was that time seemed to be frozen at this moment. The singer did not sing any more, and the people surrounding the altar
All the Kulakuka people were also frozen.
All the Kulakuka tribe present were frozen at this moment.
Angel looked at Isabella, "Although I don't know why you suddenly said you want to kill me, but if you really want me to die, you can come here in person."
Isabella said nothing, still urging Shadow to kill Angel.
A flash of realization flashed in Angel's eyes: "Sure enough, your true body has not actually arrived, has it?"
After the words fell, Angel stretched out his hand, and a wisp of nightmare energy slowly poured out from his fingers.
With the emergence of the nightmare energy, the frozen Kulakuka clan "came back to life" again, but Isabella, who was standing in the center of the altar, showed a surprised expression and slowly broke into pieces.
"The illusion is excellent, but... after all, it is just an illusion created by a ray of consciousness." Angel whispered.
As the illusion was broken, the Kulakuka tribe came to life again, singing hymns and cheering with joy.
The light on the teleportation array continued to shine, and a black shadow gradually appeared, but it was not the figure of Isabella just now.
Angel glanced at the teleportation array, then set his sights on Shadow on the ground. He lightly snapped his fingers. A Wanyin illusion was pulled away, covering him and Shadow.
As Isabella's illusion disappeared, Shadow's red eyes returned to clarity again.
"Huh -" Shadow gasped, feeling the pain in his body. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "I was tricked by the old witch, and I almost got killed here. Thank you!"
Angel said calmly: "I'm hypnotizing you with my voice. If you don't subconsciously want to kill me, you probably won't fall for it."
Angel's words made Shadow feel a little embarrassed. However, he was also thick-skinned and stood up as if nothing was wrong: "Ahem, did the descendant appear?... Hey, I was really right, it really is.
Fiona."
"There's no need to change the subject. I don't care what your subconscious thinks. Anyway, just remember that you owe me a favor."