The so-called next step is actually relying on Angel's illusion to confuse the Kura Kuka people. He can pass through the teleportation array silently, and unknowingly enter the inner world.
This plan didn't actually need to attack Fiona at first, it just needed to sneak in while Fiona was not at the altar. But the existence of Fiona is a variable, and no one knows whether this variable will add new variables; so after weighing, they decided to temporarily control Fiona. Wait until the plan is successful before releasing it.
"Fiona will be handed over to you for the time being." Shadow pointed to Fiona, who had become a puppet, and said to Angel.
Angel nodded. According to the plan, he only needed to keep Fiona from going out. For other things, wait until the shadow returns.
Sending Fiona to the residence, Angel followed the shadow to the altar of the holy mountain.
The festival will be celebrated for three days and three nights, so at this time, there is still a lively scene under the holy mountain.
The carnival crowd outside the altar can be ignored for the time being. Near the teleportation formation at the top of the altar, the kurakuka knights guarding here need to be resolved.
Because there were people beside the altar, Angel couldn't get close, and could only cast spells from a distance. This was a big test for him, and it was the first time he had set up an illusion so far away.
Fortunately, the people here are all mortals, and the nightmare breath that Angel continues to release, except for the shadows that can be found, everyone else is ignorant.
After a long while, the teleportation formation at the top of the altar was arranged with a light-shielding formation, and at the same time, all the guard knights also fell into the woven "festival illusion".
"Okay, it should be no problem to use the teleportation array now." Angel paused: "Pay attention to the time, if you haven't come back before the end of the festival, I will leave this garden immediately and use Fiona to open it instead of you. Magic energy array, return to the surface world."
"Don't worry, I have a feeling for that thing. If there is no accident, I will definitely return before the end of the festival." Shadow paused: "If you can also come to the inner world to help me, maybe it can be done faster. "
"Isabella may not have murderous intentions towards you, but not towards me... Besides, it is her base camp. Even if she is not in Castle Black now, who knows if she will remain conscious, so forget it." Geer remembered the inexplicable killing intent that Isabella had revealed to him earlier, and always felt a little strange.
Shadow had some guesses about Isabella's attitude towards Angel, but he couldn't tell if it involved his mentor, so he could only nod to Angel: "That's fine, when I go, you can too. Take the opportunity to look for clues about soul purification here. Maybe when I get that item back, I will be happy."
After the shadow said, he was ready to fly to the altar.
Suddenly, he paused and said in Angel's doubtful eyes: "Actually, Fiona looks pretty good, and her long blond hair is especially beautiful. Why don't you take advantage of these few days to get her done? ? I guarantee that even if she wakes up, she won't find any clues."
For Shadow's teasing, Angel only replied with one word: Go away.
Shadow came to the teleportation array with a smile, and before disconnecting the spiritual tie, he continued: "Do you know why Fiona is called the Witch of Forgiveness? Because no matter what you do, she will forgive you! Bold! let's go!"
After all, the shadow broke off the spiritual tie, and disappeared on the altar in the teleportation light that no one saw.
It was not until it was determined that the shadow disappeared that Angel slowly lowered his face.
Shadow's tone seemed to be teasing him intimately, but Angel knew very well that there was still an irreconcilable contradiction between the two of them. It's just that at present, under the binding of the contract, I have to pretend to be a snake.
After Angel sent the shadow away, he was going to go to Fiona to have a look first, and then visit the temple.
But just as he turned around and was about to leave, he found that on the top of the temple, the bald high priest with a white beard mopping the floor was watching him quietly.
I don't know how long he watched.
Angel was stunned for a moment, and the two stared at each other for a few seconds.
Angel's expression was exploratory, but the high priest's eyes were always as calm as ever. But Angel always felt that his eyes were like the sea without wind and waves. It seemed calm, but under the sea, there were deep currents and undercurrents.
"Did you see it?" Angel said silently with his lips.
The high priest lowered his eyes, shook his head, and walked back into the temple with a staggering pace.
Angel didn't understand what he meant, but he could faintly feel that the high priest should have seen their movements, but why didn't he stop it
Can't stop it, maybe it's a reason. But Angel didn't believe that the high priest had no channel to contact Castle Black. He had been living in the temple. People in Castle Black would definitely contact him if they wanted to know the source of the law at all times.
But he chose to remain silent, which was a little interesting.
Angel took a deep look at the location of the temple, turned his head and left the holy mountain.
…
In a corner of the plain in the southern suburbs of West Pollock, there is an exquisite and brilliant dome. Almost every meter of the building's outer wall has exquisite carvings, and the windows are also covered with colorful window grilles, which look gorgeous and gorgeous.
The name of this temple is called: Hundred Years.
It is a temporary residence built by the Kurakuka family for the descendants of the Holy Fort.
Pushing open the tall crescent-shaped copper-headed door of the Centennial Hall, the interior is exquisitely furnished and the candles are bright. But he was not popular, and seemed very lonely and deserted.
In front of the long table in the center of the hall, Fiona sat expressionlessly on a chair, her face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were embellished with the puppet's signature weird smile.
Angel released his magical hand and moved Fiona from the hall to the bedroom on the second floor.
He planned to rest here for the past two days, but he didn't plan to face that weird and sinister puppet face all the time. As for Shadow's claim to have done Fiona while she was under control... that's a complete nonsense. Not to mention whether Angel himself is willing or not, just looking at Fiona's gloomy and eerie expression, even if he has an appetite, he will wilt. Of course, except for those with special hobbies.
After moving Fiona back to the bedroom, Angel took Toby out of the space bracelet while he was resting.
It has been more than a week since Toby was in a coma.
Angel was very worried at first, but later analyzed and learned that Toby was probably advancing, and he gradually felt relieved.
Since it is an advanced level, it is not a problem to keep it in the bracelet all the time. Angel has learned that there are various abnormalities in the advanced level of Warcraft. If the abnormality is too severe, then the things he has collected in the bracelet will be damaged.
So it's better to keep it outside.
Just as Toby was settled, there was a rustling sound from outside the hall.
Soon after, a voice suddenly came from the loudspeaker at the door: "Lord Fiona, the choir has been assembled. When can we start the selection?"
Selection? Angel was stunned for a moment, shouldn't this selection be about the selection of the sky choir that Babaya mentioned
Heck! He almost forgot about it!
The priest outside the door could not hear back for a long time, so he asked again.
Angel rubbed his temples, it was really troublesome.
In the thinking space, a model rose up at will, and the transparent and objectless illusion just shrouded the priest outside the door.
Although the male and female voices can be done just by changing the sound frequency, he has never heard Fiona's voice, and even if he wants to imitate, there is no template. No way, he can only rely on the illusion to directly block the group's recognition of the sound.
"Night." Angel replied directly in his original voice, but none of the priests outside the door noticed the strangeness.
"Do you want to change the selection location?" The priest continued to ask.
According to past experience, the selection site is right under the holy mountain, and it has not changed for nearly a thousand years. It doesn't matter whether they ask or not, but out of respect and process, they still asked.
"It's right here." Angel didn't know where the selection was, so he could only answer vaguely.
"Master Fiona, do you mean to change the selection here?" The priest looked at each other, isn't it a customary rule? Why did you suddenly change the location
"Well, I'll change it here. I'm a little tired today and want to be quiet." Angel said.
The priests made gestures outside the door and communicated anxiously. Angel uses his mental power to tentacles, and sees their performance in his eyes.
Why not just choose a choir, just change the location. Why did these little guys start to use sign language
Angel thought to himself, there shouldn't be anything tricky here, right
When Angel was thinking to himself, the priest outside seemed to communicate a result, "Okay, we will immediately start to modify the location, Lord Fiona, we will retire first."
After the priests left, there was still a question mark on Angel's head.
What is the significance of this selection choir
Do the people of Castle Black choose a choir every time they come? Or, is this time special
Angel couldn't figure out what a choir could do. Could it be that Isabella, like Lydia, also has a soft spot for music
Two flowers bloomed, one for each, and on the other side, the priest who learned that he was going to change the location hurried back to the holy mountain.
After getting off the hummingbird, the priests hurriedly wanted to enter the temple, but were stopped by the guards. In the important place of the temple, only the high priest and two serving priests can enter on weekdays.
"Order, forbid."
"We have something important to report to the high priest." The priests said anxiously.
The guards did not give any face, and carried out the orders given by the high priest with a cold face.
As a result, a group of priests who wanted to enter the temple began a long stalemate with the loyal guards.
The noise outside finally attracted the attention of the high priest. After arguing for a long time, the high priest slowly walked out of the inner hall with a cane.
"It's the High Priest! Great, you finally came out!"