Of course, it is impossible to fight between witches in a busy city, especially one of them is a high priest of the temple.
But because of the particularity of the witches, the competition between them is not suitable for ordinary people to watch. Even if it is suitable, the priests of the temple will not be willing. They have always been mysterious and superior. How can ordinary civilians see them performing witchcraft? the process of? Of course, it is even more impossible for civilians to see their failure.
But occasionally, there will be exchanges between priests and priests, for example, sometimes when the superior wants to "point out" the subordinate, or the subordinate priest wants to "consult" the superior priest.
For this reason, no matter the lower city, the middle city or the upper city, there are areas specially opened up for witches to compete.
The fight between witches is not completely forbidden to watch. If you have enough status and think you have the ability to protect yourself, then come on.
The news that the high priest of the temple in Gaogang City in the lower city wanted to "point out" a small tribal witch named Jiuyuan quickly spread. Everyone who thinks he has enough status and is not afraid of death does not want to let go of such a person who can watch and emulate. The chance for the High Priest of the Xiacheng Temple to use witch power, so when Yan Mo led Yuan Zhan and others into a special arena under the central tower, he didn't know that this seemingly closed room was actually surrounded by people. Full of spectators.
Yan Mo thought about it again and again, but still chose Yuan Zhan. He believes in his ability, but some viruses and poisons kill him very quickly. He is afraid that he has the ability but has no reaction time, so he can only choose the one that can bear it the most.
Walking into this light yellow room with about 100 square meters, Yan Mo felt an indescribably familiar feeling.
Yuan Zhan frowned slightly, it was obviously a closed room, but he felt countless pairs of eyes watching him from the dark, which made him very uncomfortable.
Wu Guo also had a little reaction at this time, "You can eat it."
can eat? Yan Mo confirmed his thoughts from Wu Guo's reaction, he asked in his heart: "Is this a bone vessel?"
Wu Guo, "Yes."
"Is there any remaining mental power? How is it compared to what you ate before?"
"weak."
No wonder it's only edible, "What are the white dominoes?" It's not the first time Yan Mo asked this question. In fact, he asked Wu Guo the same night he got the dominoes, but the boy took Joe and refused to answer him.
"You promise to give me half of the white dominoes, and I'll tell you." Wu Guo offered the same conditions as last time.
"Tell me what it is first? What's the use? I don't feel any spiritual power remaining on it." He only felt that the bones used to make the dominoes should be aged, not fresh.
Wu Guo didn't say a word again. This is a little villain who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't scatter eagles. Before he devoured those spiritual powers, he was like a young child who had just developed intelligence and was a little ignorant. He could still fool Yan Mo, But now, it is as difficult for Yan Mo to lie to him.
Yan Mo was not annoyed, but smiled, "Well, if you answer me a question, I'll give you a domino."
"White ones."
Really fine! "Don't worry, I won't fool you. Let me ask you, do the same bone vessels in this room come from the same place as the four bone vessels brought by the Dingyue tribe?"
"I don't know if they come from the same place, but they are very similar, and so are the remaining spiritual powers."
Yan Mo knew it all. Not long after he entered this room, he had a sense of familiarity. This sense of familiarity was just like what Wu Guo told him, and it was very similar to the feeling that those four bone tools gave him, even if they were not from the same A place may also come from the same era, that is, they are all bone treasures left by the Bone Refining Clan.
Yan Mo suddenly felt a little itchy in the soles of his feet, and immediately reacted, and stopped him quickly: "Wuguo, stop for me! The remaining spiritual power of this bone vessel cannot be eaten."
Wuguo, who sneakily wanted to eat secretly, withdrew reluctantly.
"Don't forget what I told you once, if you sneak out of my body against my will and do something I don't want you to do, then you will either leave my body from now on, or..."
"Dad, I'm hungry."
... This seemingly innocent but malicious child's voice! Yan Mo could even imagine that boy Wu Guo nestled in his stomach and smiled triumphantly.
But don't think that he can't deal with him, "Do you really want to eat? Have you forgotten where we are now? Or do you really want others to know that you are in my stomach?"
Wu Guo is honest.
At the same time, the High Priest of the Gaogang City Temple also led the short and stout red-browed warrior into the small room through another door.
"It turns out that this is the bone house that is said to be able to isolate witches and witches. It's the first time I've seen it and entered it. We don't have such a good thing in the lower city." Banbai old man sighed.
"I feel as if someone is looking at me, but I don't see anyone. Do you know what's going on?" Yuan Zhan asked casually.
"I've heard some rumors that this kind of bone house is specially used for wizards to compete and test their own witchcraft. If necessary, people inside can not see the outside, but people outside can see the inside, and vice versa." The old man of half a hundred did not have the arrogance of ordinary high priests, maybe because he couldn't see through Yuan Zhan
"So, there are many people outside watching our competition now?"
"right."
"Can they hear us too?"
"If the manipulator wants to."
Outside, in a small dark room.
A gray-haired old god attendant is looking at the bone house separated by a wall. He is the manipulator of this bone house. This small dark room is a part of the bone house, and it is also the safest and most important place.
A hand suddenly put on the old god attendant's shoulder.
The old god attendant was startled, turned his head back in horror, and immediately bowed deeply after seeing the person coming, "My lord." Only this one can break his mental barrier and enter this dark room without anyone noticing.
"I want to hear all the conversations inside." said the person covered in a fiery red fur cloak.
The old god attendant immediately executed the order, turned around and pressed one hand on the place where the crystal was inlaid, closed his eyes and performed mental manipulation.
After a while, the old god servant put down his hands and turned around, with a tired expression on his face, he said, "My lord, wait a little longer, we can not only see the scene inside, but also hear what they say."
The cloaked man beckoned, someone presented a skin bag, the cloaked man took the skin bag and tossed it to the old god attendant.
The old god servant bowed his head in salute, and wisely withdrew his skin. After the bone house is opened, there is no need for a manipulator, he only needs to clean up and close the bone house after the competition inside is over.
The man in the cloak looked at the bone house with an inexplicable expression. When he first heard the news, he was not too satisfied that Gao Gangcheng did not continue to challenge the original battle but chose the witcher competition, but after thinking about it, this happened to be an opportunity to find out the strength of the old man Jiuyuan. He also felt that Geer was worthy of being the high priest of the lower city temple, and he was still a bit smart in doing things.
From the outside, the bone house used as the competition venue has no walls at all, only a light yellow floor.
The venue is small, and the onlookers only sit on two floors. Compared with the excitement of the fighters and the arena, the onlookers here are basically very quiet.
People from Jiuyuan and Gao Gang were also in the stands, but they were far apart on the left and right.
People from Da'ao want to follow, but unfortunately they are not qualified. The people who can sit in this stand today are all the lower cities and large tribes directly belonging to Heitu City.
Because of the same status, it can be said that more than 80% of the spectators here share the same hatred with Gaogang City. Only 20% of them were either at odds with Gao Gangcheng, or knew some inside information, and did not directly express their support for Gao Gangcheng, but the two adults did not express their support for Jiuyuan either. Is disdainful.
Jiuyuan? They had never heard of such a small tribe before they came.
The people of Jiuyuan naturally seemed to be alone in such a situation, not to mention that after removing the leader and priests, there were only four people left. There was only a bird called Jiufeng, but now I don’t know where it’s crazy to play, and it’s not until dark Probably won't be back either.
A lot of high-ranking warriors and temple attendants from Heitu City also came. They all came to see the High Priest of Gaogang City’s temple show off their power. However, these people did not sit in the first row near the bone house, but chose to sit in the farthest row. seat.
The bone house can isolate the witchcraft performed by the witches inside, but it is not absolute. Those who knew the abilities of the high priest of Gaogang City Temple even doubted whether this bone house could completely isolate his witch power.
Ding Fei straightened his chest. He always felt that people around him looked at them with sympathy and ridicule.
Ding Ning pressed his shoulder and whispered in his ear: "Don't pay attention to them."
Bing held the bow and arrow with a cold and proud expression.
Da Da sniffed his nose and stared at a group of people not far from them. He smelled delicious fish from those people.
At this moment, the voice of the conversation in the room suddenly spread to everyone's ears.
"Clan witch of Jiuyuan, I don't know your witch name yet, I'm Geer."
"Mo, you can call me Mo Wu."
Inside the bone house.
Geer smiled at Yuan Zhan, "Can you give me some of your blood?"
Yuan Zhan is unwilling to give his blood to a witch? He's stupid to do that. But... Yuan Zhan turned to look at Yan Mo.
Yan Mo was surprised: "You want his blood from my soldiers? Why don't you just ask him to cut off his head and give it to you?"
The red-browed warrior was about to get angry as soon as his eyebrows were erected, but was held down by Geer, "I remember we agreed to use witchcraft to hurt each other's warriors, and then proceed..."
"I remember." Yan Mo interrupted the other party unceremoniously, "Since we have agreed to use witchcraft, then each of us can take the initiative to send the blood of our own fighters according to our own abilities. Why don't we just let each other's fighters commit suicide, and then see Can we save our soldiers?"
"Bringing the dead back to life is the power of a god. What can be done is not a god, but a demigod." Geer sighed, and said casually: "If you can do this, I will take the initiative to admit defeat, can you?"
Yan Mo can, but can he admit it here? So he asked back, "Can you?"
Geer laughed loudly, "It seems that our witch power has not yet reached the realm of the gods. It is said that the high priest of Wucheng in the Nine Upper Towns can resurrect the dead, but it is said that the old man is already a demigod, so we naturally cannot follow He compared."
Speaking of this, Geer paused slightly, "If we can't hand over each other's fighters to each other, it will end up as a battle between the four of us. Do you really want this to happen?"
Yan Mo thought that would be better, but since it was agreed that it was a contest between witches, let's keep it simple. "Don't confuse me. I said that I would not take the initiative to hand in my own fighters, but I didn't say that I should let the fighters attack the opponent's witch. If you want to take the blood of my fighters, then find a way to get it yourself. I can guarantee that He will only defend himself and not fight back. Likewise, if I were to do something to your fighters, I would do it myself."
"You seem to be very confident in your attack power." Geer carefully looked at the old man opposite him again.
Yan Mo said with understanding: "If you want to admit defeat now, I can accept it immediately."
Geer was silent for a while, and a smile appeared on his face again, "Since you have to do this, then so be it. Daha, remember, when this great witch attacks you later, you can't resist, but you can protect yourself, understand ?"
The red-browed warrior named Daha beat his chest, "My lord, don't worry, I will never let him touch a single hair of mine!"
Daha took a step forward, but Geer backed away. Instead of attacking, he sat directly on the ground, and then took out something from his bag and began to arrange it.
Yan Mo suddenly felt something was wrong, he seemed to have fallen into a trap
After he saw Geer open a tightly wrapped small piece of animal skin and flaunt a few hairs from it, he was basically sure that he had indeed fallen into the opponent's trap.
The opponent asked him for Yuan Zhan's blood in the first place to set him up, because he knew that he would not agree, no, even if he agreed, there would be no loss to the opponent, after all, the effect of blood must be better than that of hair.
But how could the opponent have Yuan Zhan's hair
Yuan Zhan also saw something was wrong, and his reaction was even faster, "Is that my hair?"
Yan Mo couldn't tell.
A murderous look flashed across Yuan Zhan's face, "Those female slaves!"
Geer raised his head and said with a smile: "You guessed right, I heard that Heitu City saw that you didn't bring slaves and gave you a few, so I asked people to find those female slaves, and at the cost of saving them, let them They find some of your hair on the bedding you sleep on, and of course blood is better, but unfortunately they can't get close to you."
Daha also laughed triumphantly, "I heard that you killed one? You really should kill the remaining three too! The remaining three female slaves are very scared. I heard that someone can rescue them and let them leave. They're willing to do anything."
Yan Mo couldn't say he regretted it, but he admitted that he had learned a lesson today, and he would remember in the future that as long as he was outside, he would only use his own bedding, and put it in his pocket immediately after use, instead of just rolling it up and putting it in the corner to save trouble. However, he and Yuan used different bedding than others.
And since those female slaves can get Yuan Zhan's hair, they can definitely get other people's hair. In other words, Nagel has the hair of everyone in Jiuyuan and his party except him. Thanks to the guide for giving him such a special body, as long as it is not pulled out on purpose, he will not lose his hair.
Geer also sighed there: "It's a pity that I don't have your hair." The silver hair is easy to distinguish, and there is no one that can be sent.
"It seems that you are good at cursing." This is not a question, but an affirmative sentence. Yan Mo is already at a disadvantage, but he can give people the impression that he doesn't care about the other party getting the Jiuyuan warrior's hair.
Unexpectedly, the so-called "curse of the beast god" was actually a kind of curse. After Yan Mo sighed, he laughed at himself in his heart again, you have seen so many impossible things, how can you be surprised by this little thing
Cursing is probably also a kind of use of mental ability, but it needs a medium to implement it accurately. I just don't know what kind of curse Gao Gang High Priest is going to cast on Yuan Zhan this time, I hope it won't be a quick death, then even if he has the Soul Returning Pill, he won't be able to save Yuan Zhan.
Yan Mo thought about the countermeasures, but his expression didn't show at all.
Geer didn't believe that Jiuyuan Mowu really didn't care.
The combat effectiveness of Gaogang City is not particularly strong, and the affiliated tribes are not much more than other lower cities, but why does she dare to defy the Black Earth City on the upper peak? Why dare to reduce the tribute to Black Earth City every year? It is because the high priests of Gaogang City have mastered the most terrifying curse power in witchcraft!
When it was passed down to his generation, Geer was confident that his curse power would not be as powerful as the cursed wizards in the Nine Upper City Witch City if it wasn't because of level restrictions that he couldn't attack in a wider range.
Yuan Zhan held Yan Mo's hand, obviously he was in a very dangerous situation, but he laughed.
His priest was really angry, and there seemed to be a raging anger behind his back. Others couldn't see it, but he could see it clearly.
Even if the High Priest of Gaogang City has taken advantage of them now, the fighting power of the high priest of Jiuyuan who has been provoked will let them know that not all advantages in this world are so easy to take.
Want to defeat Kuhara? Then you have to be prepared to fall first!