Angel lowered his eyebrows.
Castle Black, what can be done is decent.
The effect of the magic energy array he deduced is actually not very straightforward and cruel, otherwise the Kura Kuka tribe would not last for thousands of years. But sometimes, straightforward cruelty is not the real abyss.
It was a sleepless night, but only the altar at the foot of the holy mountain was illuminated. However, Xipollock fell into silence because no one was there. The quiet street was devoid of people, and there were only lonely street lamps, illuminating the brilliance of the place.
Angel looked at this peaceful city, and no one knew what kind of darkness the city had under this quiet and delicate exterior.
Stare at it as if staring into the abyss.
Suddenly, Angel found that not everyone in Xipollock had left, and an old lady with gray hair came out of the residential building. She walked slowly, holding a handful of flowers in her hand.
At a glance, Angel saw that there was no one in the entire West Pollock street, only this old lady was alone.
She walked slowly to a statue at the end of the street.
This statue is one of the three hundred and seventy-two statues with magic pattern nodes.
A street lamp, attracting tiny moths, stands beside the statue.
Through the street lamp, Angel could see the old lady's face clearly. Because of her age, the end of her eyes was a little dangling, but from the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, it can be seen that the old lady is a person who likes to laugh, although her face is full of wrinkles. , but the temperament is very gentle and peaceful.
However, Angel noticed that the old lady's complexion was a little bad, her face was pale, her eyes were a little cloudy, and she looked full of sickness.
The old lady put the flower in front of the statue with a serene smile on the corner of her mouth.
Angel saw that she was chanting words, her expression was bitter and smiling, and she seemed to be saying something.
Angel understands a little bit of lip language, but that's when the other party speaks loudly. Now the old lady's mouth is not very wide, and she uses breath sounds from time to time, so he can't hear what she's saying.
But Angel has some speculation.
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. Completely a dying person, remembering the past years and drawing a terminator to life.
As she spoke, she bowed to the statue, looking reverent.
It was precisely because of her action that Angel set his sights on the statue. He hadn't paid attention to the statue before, but only focused on the magic pattern node centered on the statue. When he carefully observed the statue now, he found something strange.
Although the shapes of the statues of West Pollock are different, there is one thing in common. All the statues are carved with a woman.
Although there may be differences in artistic expression, Ingres always felt that these statues should be carved by the same woman.
The statue in front of the old lady is a woman in gauze with her hands closed, her eyes closed, and a kind expression. The carving level is very high, and you can clearly see the respect that the sculptor wanted to express, as well as the sense of alienation in deifying the women in the gauze.
"Diablo, do you know who the statues of Xipollock were carved by?" Angel rarely took the initiative to contact the shadow with a spiritual tie.
After a long while, the shadow replied: "Huh-the temptation here is too great, I really want to rush to the temple on the top of the mountain to have a look. Eh, did you just ask about the statue?"
"Yes, those statues are all the same person?"
Shadow: "Ahhhh, you just found out now? That's right, those statues are all the same person. If I'm not mistaken, it should be the witch of Castle Black who brought the Kurakuka tribe to this place thousands of years ago. Also That old witch's mentor, Isabel, the king of the dark night. By the way, now that old witch imitates her mentor in everything, even her name is changed to be very similar to Isabel. She can't get out of the shadow of her mentor, so it is no wonder that she has been unable to step into true knowledge. ."
"King of Shen Twilight, Isabel." Angel looked at the statue, how could it mean Shen Twilight? Said to be a holy goddess without any disobedience!
During Angel's conversation with Shadow, the old lady in front of the statue seemed to have finished speaking. He knelt down, his head touched the ground, and lay in front of the statue for a long time without saying a word.
After a long, long time, Angel saw that the old lady remained motionless and walked down the mountain. After sensing it with the mental power tentacles, I found that the old lady's body was already cold.
It was exactly as he thought.
Perhaps the old lady knew that she was dying soon, so she did not go to the festival, but missed the past alone, chatted with the statue until the last moment, and left with a sincere heart.
Angel sensed that although the old lady was dead, her weak soul remained in her body, as if she was saying her final goodbyes to the wreckage.
However, at the moment when her soul came out of the body, the statue in front of her suddenly flashed a dim light that mortals could not see, and before she could react, it involved her soul in an unknown place.
Angel witnessed this moment, he had no intention to change, and... was powerless to change.
He just found it ironic.
At the last moment of her life, the old lady has not forgotten the statue that she has revered all her life, and even she will talk about the last moment in front of the statue even when she dies. But she never thought that this statue was the culprit that pushed her into the real abyss.
It's ironic, but it's the reality.
Isabel gave the Kura Kuka clan the opportunity to reproduce, so that it never stopped. But all this protection is not without a price, and the price is high - it will cost you 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 is dead, that is the real death.
Angel turned and left.
In front of the street lamp on the street corner, a cold corpse still knelt down in front of the statue of Isabel. Isabelle closed her eyes and circled her fists, as if she was praying for something. The wind blew, the flowers in front of the statue scattered, the petals danced erratically, and finally landed on the already rigid body of the old lady. The gray hair and the soft white petals seemed to merge into one at this moment.
You talk to me and I say goodbye to you.
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All the way across the desolation and loneliness of West Pollock, when Angel stepped into the holy mountain range, the lively atmosphere, accompanied by bright lights and uninterrupted chants, immediately surged up.
It's like passing through two different worlds, from deserted to lively.
Looking at the temple at the top of the holy mountain, the rhythm is spreading out wanton, showing a sense of existence.
"Why did you come here?" The shadow's voice suddenly came: "Are you going to give up the calculation?"
Shadow never thought that Angel could reverse the effect of the magic energy array in less than ten hours.
Angel: "It is calculated, there is no unexpected result."
"It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out, anyway... ah? You said you figured it out?! Hell, you didn't lie to me?" Shadow was so surprised that he was about to roar out. If Angel could see what he looked like, You will find that Shadow not only has rounded eyes, but even his hat has fallen to the ground without knowing it.
"I calculated a few important magic patterns, and in fact, I have almost guessed the ending. After a little verification, it was as expected."
Shadow was still a little unbelievable, and he confirmed it several times. It was not until Angel had answered impatiently that he reluctantly believed it was a fact: "Okay, what is the effect of this magic energy array?"
"Imprisonment and absorption of souls." Angel paused, "According to several of the blood-related magic patterns, we can make a simple guess that the scope of this magic energy circle may not be limited to Xibo alone. Locke... but included all those who have the blood of Kura Kuka. Even if they are not in this world, even if they are thousands of miles away, as long as they have the mark of Kura Kuka, they will be lured here."
Shadow frowned: "You mean..."
"This race is actually the bane of Castle Black." The Kura Kuka family seems to have freedom, a peaceful and beautiful life, but these are just good illusions given to them by Castle Black when they are still alive. When they die, these appearances will all be torn apart, revealing their hidden fangs, tearing their already weak souls to shreds.
"The result is not unexpected, but the method is quite unexpected." Shadow shook his head and smiled: "Perhaps Isabelle once really took pity on the Kura Kuka clan. If she didn't go to the rescue, it is possible that the Kura Kuka clan would be wiped out. However, in her eyes, if I saved you, you should repay me, but this form of repayment is a little too much."
"We can't comment on whether it's past or not. Ordinary people rarely think about what happens after death. For them, death is really dead. Maybe even the Kura Kuka people know about the magic circle. I don't care about the effect."
"That's right. Ordinary people's sights stop in front of them." Shadow paused: "However, after hearing what you said, I have a bottom line. Do you know where those imprisoned souls have gone? ?"
Angel pointed to the temple of the holy mountain: "It should be 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 is not consumed, 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 else, this witchcraft garden relies on those absorbed souls as energy to drive the source of the law. But this guess is still There is a loophole, the soul of ordinary people is very fragmented, and the quality is not enough to become the law of energy supply."
"So... there should be some way to purify the soul?" The two of them thought about this almost at the same time.
If there is really any way to purify the soul... Angel's visit is not worth it!