Looking at this painting of the temple from the outside, the temple itself is not very big, so the room in front of you should be the only room in the temple.
The inner room of this ancient temple was still illuminated by the green light of the vines, and the great witch in a gorgeous dress was confronting a man with a hooked nose. The life rings of both of them were fully revealed. The life ring behind Miss Sylvia was ten rings, and the life ring behind the man was nine rings.
Although the Great Witch did not show any signs of injury on her surface, and even her skirt did not show any signs of being scratched, the life ring behind her was firmly locked by the vines climbing on the wall. Dozens of vines entangled the life ring from all directions, and the spiritual runes on the life ring flickered with faint light.
The blue-eyed, hook-nosed man was now operating the temple, with the life ring spinning normally behind him. But his condition was even worse, his face was pale, his chest was heaving violently while he was gasping for breath, and his left arm, which had been cut off by a sharp weapon, fell to the side.
Although the blasphemous elements emitted by the terrifying plant statue were not as strong as those of the real evil god statue, it still made Shade dare not look directly at it. When Miss Sylvia saw Shade appear here, she immediately spoke up to stop him from moving forward:
"Don't come in! This is the Pantanal Temple, a subspace created by the magic of the Pantanal primitive faith. These vines will imprison all power. Now I am temporarily trapped, but this man is also locked in this space. Find a way to shoot fire from the outside and burn the statue. After burning it, we can get out."
"I never expected this. I was hired to prevent the worst from happening. I didn't expect there would be a high-level warlock here. Ma'am, who are you?"
The man also spoke with an unrecognizable Carsenrick accent, staring at the woman in front of him with wide eyes:
"Who are you? Why is there a high-level sorcerer around Margaret of Anjou? The church provides protection for the royal family, but doesn't it also prohibit the royal family from casually contacting unofficial sorcerers?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, but you are definitely dead."
Miss Sylvia was obviously in a bad mood. She turned to look at Xia De:
"Hurry up and do it."
"Don't dream about it. The light of the Pantanal shines here. Fire has no effect!"
"The flames are useless?"
Xia De asked back, speaking quickly:
"Madam, Her Highness is missing. We need to find her as soon as possible. I think throwing fireballs from outside may not work. These vines are too flexible. I have to get close to the statue to burn it."
"But these plants..."
Miss Sylvia knew that Shade only had four rings, and the power of space was suppressed here, not enough for him to take a step towards the terrifying withered plant statue on the high platform deep in the room.
"It's okay, don't worry."
Xia De took a deep breath, and under the gaze of the two people in the room, he stepped into the room.
The green light illuminated Shade's face, and the roar of the huge whistle and bells almost broke the eardrums of the other two. The black shadow of the life ring, shining with four colors of dazzling light, slowly emerged in the scorching steam. It was spinning rapidly, as if it came from the depths of the steam to his back.
At this time, the life rings of the three people in the room were all revealed. They were obviously brass rings, but Xia De's life ring looked so different in comparison.
But before Miss Sylvia and the hook-nosed man could figure out what was different about Shad's life ring, vines from all around shot out like arrows and easily entangled themselves around the four-ring warlock's life ring in an instant.
The hot brass ring tried to break free from the vines that bound it, but the speed of rotation was still gradually slowing down.
Xia De was still walking inside, and the vines were also crawling towards him along the floor, trying to wrap him up like a cocoon.
Xia De's eyes were fixed on the terrifying plant statue, and the power flowing in his body began to boil under the stimulation of the evil creature:
"May the primordial fire..."
A thin flame appeared on the palm of his right hand, which had not yet been tied up. Following Sister Defulin's instructions, Xia De suddenly clenched his palm, and the flame was completely crushed. The sparks stuck to his skin, and the first fiery red crack appeared on the back of his hand:
"... ... protect me."
"What!"
As the hook-nosed man looked surprised, the vines completely wrapped up Shade. But the next moment, golden cracks appeared on the surface of the green "cocoon", and as the flames exploded, burning vine fragments splashed all around.
Xia De reappeared and continued to walk forward. Cracks spread from the back of his right hand to his entire body, and the remaining fiery red seemed to ignite him in an instant.
The flaming flames dragged backwards, then slowly died down, and at this moment, Xia De's body was covered with fiery red cracks. Sparks were swaying on the hem of his clothes, and under his raised feet, fiery red footprints were left on the ground.
The fiery red cracks on the body surface also extended to the life ring, and the first fire directly ignited the green plants, and the life ring resumed its rotation. In just a few breaths, the walls of the entire room were ablaze with flames.
The blinding firelight surrounded the three people. The man was speechless. He couldn't understand what was going on. Miss Sylvia looked at Shade in confusion. She had met Sister Defulin in the parliament and naturally knew about the First Fire.
The life ring rotated at high speed, protecting Shade from the influence of the strange statue.
In the firelight, he stepped onto the platform step by step, facing the statue of a creeping plant:
"There is no god named 'Pantanal' in the Pantanal region, so what the voodoo community believes in is actually the evil creature sealed in the Great Swamp?"
Although this power is extremely similar to that of a god, Xia De, who has transformed into a god twice, is quite sure that the other party is definitely not a god.
He stretched out his hand towards the plant statue, and without even touching it, the residual energy from his fingertips instantly ignited the entire statue.
ya~
A piercing scream came from far away, and Xia De almost punched forward out of instinctive fear. Suddenly, he saw the statue made of various plant fragments wrapped around his hand, but if he looked closely, the burning statue was clearly not moving.
He suddenly turned his head and saw an indescribable horrible giant made up of various plant debris in the void, staring at him almost from high behind him. In the extreme fear that made Shad's heart almost jump out of his throat, the shadow of the giant disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Stranger, you have some insights into "plants".
A voice beside my ear gently reminded me that everything around me gradually faded in the firelight, and the withered plants gradually turned into ashes.
Gasping for breath, Shade probably understood that what he had just seen was the so-called "Pantanar evil creature". Although he did not have the divinity to support his soul, fortunately the other party was not an evil god, so the impact on him was only a momentary sense of fear.
"but... ... "
Xia De looked around again. When he ignited the statue just now, he clearly felt that the primordial fire was looking forward to burning the statue. In other words, the "Pantanar evil" was the firewood that Sister Defulin was looking for to make the primordial fire more vigorous.
The "Original Fire" cannot become strong by burning anything, only a few special beings are qualified. And obviously, the "Evil of the Pantanal" is qualified.
As the flames consumed the surroundings, the view of the corridor on the second floor of the Rothschild Manor gradually returned, and the stench and smell of decay also dissipated.
Looking at Miss Sylvia again, as the vines wrapped around the life ring disappeared, she just waved her hand, and the head of the hook-nosed Nine Ring Warlock fell to the ground. Then she reached forward, and the transparent soul was caught in the hand of the obviously angry witch:
"Where?"
The tone was extremely stern, and the fair right hand suddenly pinched, and the soul was shattered by at least one third. The soul howled in pain and turned into an evil spirit, but it could not hurt this beautiful lady at all. The witch's empty left hand lightly touched, and as the gray-white light stimulated the soul, the trend of evil spirit transformation was abruptly stopped.
"Where is Margaret? You only have one chance, otherwise, you will burn forever in the 'Eternal Lamp of the Soul'."
"The rooftop! On the rooftop!"
"Truth Society, what knowledge can I trade with you to get your help in planning today's conspiracy?"
"I don't know! I don't know!"
"Um?"
"Possible location of the Heart of the Pantanal!"
The soul said loudly, and then was thrown aside by Miss Sylvia, and was about to be completely torn apart.
Xia De casually drew a black crack, letting the soul fly in as if escaping for its life:
“What is the Heart of the Pantanal?”
"According to legend, this is the only remaining form of one of the terrifying evil creatures sealed beneath the Pantanal."
Miss Sylvia said, and Shade nodded, knowing that this matter had nothing to do with him for the time being, and did not ask any more questions:
"There are four floors here. We need to get to the top floor as quickly as possible. We just wasted too much time."
"Don't worry. They definitely don't dare to attack Margaret. Otherwise, they wouldn't have to go to such great lengths. I'll take you straight up now."
Miss Sylvia's left hand held Shade's right hand, and she waved her right hand, and the height, weight, appearance and clothing of the two people changed immediately. Then her right hand lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her right foot wearing red high heels, and kicked the corpse with her right foot, and the corpse and head were kicked into the open black space crack, completely disappearing from the material world.
Miss Sylvia pulled Shad toward the window, and the window that Shad had closed opened automatically. The evening breeze made the curtains flutter up and down.
"Do you really have the 'Lamp of the Soul'? That terrifying sage-level relic?"
Xia De asked again in a low voice. The witch pursed her lips and turned to look at him. On her beautiful face, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and then she answered softly:
"What do you think?"
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