At the dawn of dawn, the first ray of golden sunlight shines on the holy mountain.
At this moment, the holy mountain is haunted by the halo, making it even more sacred. The Kura Kuka people at the bottom of the mountain all knelt on the ground, folded their hands together, and prayed for the family.
At the temple on the top of the mountain, the chants sounded.
The hummingbird knights in the sky are constantly wandering, and from time to time they sprinkle white flower rain, which adds a bit of holiness to the ceremony.
When the sun shone on the altar, a group of singers stepped forward, standing every few meters, and surrounded the huge altar.
At this time, in the temple on the top of the mountain, there was a row of priests with white robes and golden edges. The leader was the only bald and white-bearded old man in red robes.
"Congratulations to the High Priest!" From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, a unanimous voice was issued.
The bald and white-bearded old man staggered to the terrace in front of the top of the mountain, facing the crowd of clansmen below the mountain. His expression was solemn, with a sympathetic divinity.
"May my patriarch be at peace." The first words of the high priest were first respected to the people at the foot of the mountain. Then, began today's ceremony speech: "Humans are fighting, my family is almost extinct; it is the owner of the Holy Fort, who has given us a thousand years of existence... The existence of the festival is to pay tribute to the owner of the Holy Fort."
When the high priest spoke, the shadow hiding on a tall tree suddenly said: "This old man has a strong energy response, but he is still a mortal."
Angel also discovered: "Surviving near the source of the law for a long time, even mortals may be contaminated with divinity."
"Mortals don't know anything about power, so they can resist the temptation of the law. However, Isabel is also a bad taste. He builds a temple here, so that countless Kura Kuka people come here to worship every year, but they don't know, they worship It is actually the fragments of the soul that are about to be devoured by our ancestors."
"It's ironic, but... I always feel that Isabel shouldn't do this kind of thing because of bad taste, maybe there are other reasons." It is a very strange thing to have mortals stationed at the source of law. Angel felt in his heart that a third-level wizard who stepped into the path of true knowledge should not be able to do such boring things.
"Hey, I'm done talking? This old man is not bad, he doesn't have the kind of long speeches of other gods. I thought he was going to sing praises for several hours." Shadow's attention has been on the temple, and the high priest's speech is only In less than a minute, he signaled the beginning of the festival, "However, for a large-scale festival, such an opening speech seems a bit perfunctory."
In Angel's vision, although the high priest's expression was solemn and his demeanor was full of respect for the Holy Citadel, his eyes were filled with complicated emotions, and he couldn't tell the truth.
"You said this high priest, do you know about Xipolok's magic energy array?" Angel suddenly asked.
"I shouldn't know." After a pause, Shadow suddenly smiled: "But if he knew, he would say these high-sounding words in front of all the clansmen, it would be really interesting."
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When the high priest announced the beginning of the ceremony, a circle of poets sitting on the edge of the altar sang hymns one after another.
A team of armored guards, carrying ornate stretchers, passed through the crowd and set foot on the central platform of the highest level of the altar. There was a magic crystal about their size on the stretcher, and the four guards worked together to put the magic crystal into the groove in the center of the altar.
When the brilliance shone from the altar, the shadow whispered: "Come."
Looking at the familiar teleportation formation, Angel whispered, "Are you sure there will be no official wizards coming?"
Shadow: "No, there is no official wizard without the old witch."
As soon as the voice fell, a small figure in the center of the teleportation formation gradually emerged.
Shortness is relative to the height of ordinary humans, but for the Kura Kuka people, the person who came is still a giant. Also, she's a giantess.
Black tutu skirt, black half veil, long straight black hair, pale skin, delicate cheeks.
From the outside, the person who came was a little girl of twelve or three years old. And Angel noticed that this little girl didn't have a trace of extraordinary aura, she looked like an ordinary mortal.
The little girl had kept her eyes closed, but when the aperture of the teleportation array disappeared, she slowly opened her eyes.
With bright red eyes, Fu opened it, and immediately looked at the location of Angel and Shadow.
Doubts flashed in Angel's eyes. If this person was a mortal, how could he have spotted them at first sight? But if it's a wizard apprentice, how powerful is her perception
"Diablo, who is she?" Angel said.
Shadow didn't answer.
Angel didn't know that in a place he couldn't see, the shadow was trembling all over, with a look of horror on his face, pointing to the woman who appeared on the altar... "How could it be possible... How could she appear here?"
The little girl seemed to sense Shadow's emotions, and she raised the corners of her lips slightly towards the two of them.
The pink tongue twirled slightly on the bright red lips. Like temptation, like bloodthirsty greed.
"Look who this is, isn't this the puppet little brother Diablo?" With a strange laughter, a sharp female voice suddenly got into the tie between Angel and the shadow.
Originally, Angel remained calm, but the sudden sound made him stunned for a moment.
He wouldn't be so surprised if the other party was transmitting the voice directly, but not only did the other party not destroy the psychic tie, but directly forcibly squeezed into the psychic tie, turning what was originally just a two-way conversation into a three-way meeting. This ability is definitely not something that ordinary wizard apprentices can do! Even... maybe not an apprentice
"I... Lord Isabella, you, how could you..." Shadow's trembling voice came from the side of the heart tie.
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? This name... How is it so similar to Isabelle, the "King of the Twilight"? Angel suddenly thought, the shadow seemed to have said yesterday that the old witch of Castle Black was the apprentice of the King of Twilight, and everything was imitating her mentor, even the name...
Angel didn't dare to think further, just thinking of this, his heart was beating thumping.
Shouldn't it really be that adult coming
"I just wanted to come and see if you are suitable to be my future husband's apprentice." Isabella kept smiling weirdly, but her voice was still clear. It's like there are two tracks at the same time, the laughter is the background sound, and the speech is the main body.
This is a woman with a background voice.
Angel doesn't dare to say that this is a "little girl" now, even if she is not big, but when she thinks of her possible identity, Angel is a little scared.
"Look at your trembling calf, so afraid of me? Tsk tsk tsk, I don't think you deserve to be his apprentice." Isabella's bizarre double soundtrack appeared again in the heart tie, "This little brother here , it fits quite well.”
Angel knew that she should be talking about herself.
When he was about to say something, Isabella suddenly made an extremely high-pitched voice, and the tone of appreciation changed sharply: "However, I hate blondes! Diablo, kill him! Kill him! He, I will admit your status!"
"Come on, kill him! Kill him!"
There is no other voice in the tie of the mind, only the repeated brainwashing of "kill him".
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, from the 'staggered light and shadow' invisibility It faded away, kept rolling, and even fell heavily from the tree to the ground. His hands were covering his heart, unable to move.
The mind tie was still saying "kill him", but Shadow was completely overwhelmed at this moment.
Angel stood on the tree, looking at the shadow falling on the ground, without saying a word.
There is no suspense, the power of the contract has occurred. If Shadow doesn't let go of his obsession with killing him, he will surely die with a burst of heart shortly after.
But Isabella's repeated "kill him" was both like hypnosis and some kind of suggestion, which made Shadow completely forget his thoughts and only think about how to kill Angel. However, under the bondage of the contract, he couldn't do it at all, and instead harmed himself.
The shadow was still mourning 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 slightly raised, very strange. But what's even weirder is that time seems to be frozen at this moment, the singer doesn't sing anymore, and the Kura Kuka people around the altar are all frozen.
All the Kura Kuka people present were frozen at this moment.
Angel looked at Isabella, "Although I don't know why you suddenly said you want to kill me, if you really want me to die, you can come over in person."
Isabella did not speak, and was still repeatedly urging Shadow to kill Angel.
Angel's eyes flashed: "Sure enough, your real body didn't come, right?"
As soon as the voice fell, Angel stretched out his hand, and a wisp of nightmarish air slowly poured out from between his fingers.
With the appearance of the phantom energy, the frozen Kura Kuka people came back to life again, while Isabella, who was standing in the center of the altar, showed a surprised expression and slowly shattered into pieces.
"Illusion is excellent, but... it's just an illusion created by a wisp of consciousness." Angel whispered.
As the illusion was broken, the Kura Kuka people came alive again, singing hymns, cheering and cheering.
The light on the teleportation array continued to emerge, and a dark shadow gradually appeared, but it was not the figure of Isabella just now.
Angel glanced at the teleportation array, then put his eyes on the shadow on the ground, and he snapped his fingers gently. A Wanyin illusion was pulled away, covering him and the shadows.
As Isabella's illusion disappeared, Shadow's red eyes returned to clarity again.
"Phew—" Shadow long panted, feeling the pain in his body. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "I was trapped by that old witch, and I almost got planted here. Thank you!"
Angel calmly said: "I hypnotize you with your voice. If you don't subconsciously want to kill me, you probably won't get caught."
Angel's words made Shadow a little embarrassed. However, his cheeks were also thick, and he stood up as if nothing was wrong: "Ahem, did the Descendants appear? ... Hey, I'm really right, it's really Fiona."
"You don't need to change the subject. I don't care what your subconscious thinks. Anyway, just remember to owe me a favor."