It took Rexor two minutes to understand his situation:

The demon hunters are dead or seriously injured, the pure-blood mage is missing, today's mission is controlled by the mastermind behind the scenes, and the demon hunting school is likely to face setbacks.

He glanced at the endless stone corridor, then looked back at the dark passage, and sighed in his heart:

‘Still fell into a trap. It is unimaginable how many people in the temple have become the subordinates of the mysterious man. ’

Rexall kicked the secret message ring box into his pocket, sat cross-legged against the wall, and wrinkled his head as he thought about it every day.

Xia Zuo asked using blood induction, 'Master, where are you now? Are you stuck? ’

'Obviously, yes, I am trapped in this unexpectedly powerful maze. ’

Rexall spread his hands and said, 'This damn place is located in the eye medicine research team's stronghold in the middle of Area 3 on the west side of the round island. I followed Xue Li here. Not only did he lose the person, he also fell into a maze. ’

‘Have you ever tried to break out violently? ’ Xia Zuo asked.

'certainly. ’ Rexor nodded, drew out the long sword from behind, and threw out a sharp arc of flame.

Within 0.1 seconds after the flame arc left the long sword, the fire was soaring and fierce, and it seemed that it could easily destroy the stone wall.

But after 0.1 seconds, the light arc misfired, the flame disappeared without a trace, the flame light arc with a power of more than 100 points disappeared, and not even a trace of fire warmth was left...

‘This...is this a silent force field? ’ Xia Zuo was a little confused.

‘Yes, you are right, this is an expensive silent force field. ’

Rexor stretched out his hand and gestured:

‘The front, back, left, right, ceiling, floor, and every corner are covered by a silent force field. ha! What a big deal! Just to deal with a witcher like me spending so much money decorating the maze. ’

The two words "silence force field" and "forbidden magic field" are homophones in the language of Xia Zuo's previous life. In the common language of the temple, they have the same root. "Forbidden magic" is the superlative of "silence".

The silent force field is an alchemical product created by the temple to imitate the forbidden magic field, and can only be used to deal with elemental spells.

After obtaining the structural diagram of the energy center of the Strange Demon Church, the Silent Force Field is about to be eliminated, but its price is still maintained at the level of 800,000 citizen points per square meter. It is still the highest-level control item and belongs to the rich. The kind you can’t buy either.

But around Rexor, there is an invisible silent force field everywhere visible to the naked eye... The total cost of this corridor is at least 100 million citizen points. Rexor has walked through three corridors like this...

‘When I leave here, I have to find out how so many silent force field generators were purchased by this eye medicine research group. ’ Rexor complained angrily.

‘Master, do you need my help? ’ Xia Zuo asked.

'No, no need. ’ Rexor shook his head decisively, ‘Your mission is to take good care of your offspring, don’t worry about me. I have contacted other witchers using blood telepathy. They will come with the temple guards to search this place and rescue me from the maze. It would not happen that a witcher was seriously injured or a pure-blood mage disappeared. ’

'What about Hughley? Where is she now? ’ Xia Zuo asked again.

Rexor pointed to the floor below, "I put a hematin marker on her body. She is about 10 meters below me at this time. It should be a basement or something." ’

Rexor stood up and patted the dirt on his body, 'I have to continue searching for the downward entrance and find Huli as soon as possible. Things may not be good for her. ’

Rexor said as he walked forward:

'The spam sent by the mysterious group is undoubtedly a provocation to the temple. The temple is indeed unsatisfactory in many aspects, but compared to the previous era, it is much better. We can continue to improve the temple, instead of clamoring like the mysterious group and destroying the achievements of the past thousands of years.

‘Watch it, Xia Zuo. From now on, we, the Demon Hunting School, will no longer be fighting alone. The Temple Guard and the Tribunal will also intervene. It is estimated that in less than half a month, the so-called mysterious group will be uprooted. ’

Rexor quickened his pace, lighting the path with the ball of light at his fingertips, and walked quickly in the corridor.

After passing several corners in succession, Rexor found the alchemy powder he had left behind while resting in a corner.

After a long circle, he returned to the same place.

Rich experience told him that some kind of prop with illusion effects was taking effect.

Generally speaking, the projection range of illusion effects is much lower than the projection range of force fields, and the source of illusion effects may be behind a certain stone brick.

Rexor used blood magic to summon a dozen bloody long whips. As he walked, he used the long whips to hit the stone bricks, looking for the hollow one.

This is a time-consuming and energy-consuming thing... Xia Zuo looked at it for a while and then took his attention back.

He sat at the desk and thought for a while, and decided to take a walk in the outer hall, destroy the broken secret message ring, and inquire about the current situation of the ring island.

After greeting An Ru'er, Xia Zuo came to the teaching area of ​​the outer hall through the teleportation hall.

As soon as he walked out of the transfer room, he felt a solemn atmosphere.

There are more than a dozen fully armed temple guards next to the fountain sculpture pool. The deacons of the Holy Pattern Department wearing robes and miters stand on the high platform beside the pool overlooking the entire scene. There are also many translucent glasses floating in the sky. ball.

At the door of each teleportation room, temple guards in groups of two stopped all those who arrived here through teleportation, and checked the temple crests of the visitors one by one.

Xia Zuo stood in line at the back of the line for a while, and a minute later it was his turn.

The temple guard's eyes passed through the mask that covered his face, glanced at Xia Zuo from top to bottom, and finally landed on the identity crest in the other person's hand.

"Good day, Your Excellency Xia Zuo." The temple guard touched the front of the metal coat of arms, and a white light emitted from his finger. This light flashed past and returned to the temple guard's finger.

"Identity verification passed. What are you doing in the outer hall teaching area today? Don't mind. We are just registering the basic information of visitors as a routine matter."

Xia Zuo calmly took out a bag of broken secret message rings, "I want to go to the Sacred Pattern Department, destroy these broken secret message rings, and then visit my pure-blood mage friends."

"Okay." The temple guard took out a metal plate with a number and handed it to Xia Zuo, "Please keep this and hand it to the guard when you leave here. In addition, leave this bag of secret message rings to us. .”

"Thank you." Xia Zuo handed over the alchemy bag, picked up the metal plate and put it into his pocket.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard a cold voice coming from the high platform.

"Wait a minute." The deacon of the Holy Pattern Department on the high platform was a woman. She covered her face with a piece of white silk hanging from the brim of her miter, and her long silver hair hung down behind her head.

She used [Group Transmission Technique] to say to Xia Zuo and the temple guards beside Xia Zuo, "I invite you to witness the glory of the temple, Xia Zuo. Guard, give him an image treasure box that broadcasts the scene of the circular island. Later. If other pure-blood mages arrive, send them an image treasure box as well."

"Yes, Sir Celine." The guard nodded to the deacon of the Holy Pattern Department, then took out a wooden box and handed it to Xia Zuo.

Xia Zuo took the wooden box, bowed slightly towards the high platform, and then walked towards the high tower without hindrance.

When passing through the fountain sculpture pool, Xia Zuo adjusted the angle, aimed at the figure on the high platform and released his detection technique, and recorded Celine's character template.

After a brief recall in his mind, Xia Zuo found Xilin's general information from the [Knowledge Reserve].

This is an eternal mage who is a few years older than Xia Zuo, and is the youngest deacon in the Holy Pattern Department. She has no bloodline and has reached this point purely by relying on her own magic and alchemy talents... In a sense, she is equivalent to cheating. In just thirty years, she has accomplished most of the things she couldn't. matter.

The people in the Holy Pattern Ministry are basically like this. Each of them was a genius with outstanding talents when they were young. They were absorbed by the temple as secretly selected apprentices when they were very young.

If Xia Zuo is willing to live in the Holy Pattern Department all day long and recite the Temple's laws every morning and evening, he can also apply to join the Holy Pattern Department and become a presence above the meetings of the two temples.

But he doesn't want to live such a life without privacy, so he might as well forget it...

Xia Zuo shook his head, drove the distracting thoughts out of his mind, went directly to Kristo's office and knocked on the door.

"Please come in, Xia Zuo." Kristo's voice came from behind the door.

Xia Zuo opened the door and walked in.

When Rexor left here, he took away all the parchment scrolls and put the sofa and table back to their original positions.

In the office at this time, only Kristo was sitting at the desk.

There was an open treasure box of images before her.

There are four image orbs in the box, and the images projected by the orbs are different.

Cristo gathered a seat for Xia Zuo, invited him to sit down, and then stared nervously at the video without saying a word.

Xia Zuo took a glance.

On the video screen, a large group of temple guards are surrounding uh... four pyramids?

Xia Zuo was stunned for a moment, not understanding where this was.

"Kristo, where is this place?" Xia Zuo asked, sitting on the chair opposite him.

"Under the circular island, there is an altar square where the shaman school performs festival sacrifices. This is the place on the picture."

Xia Zuo pondered for a moment, "Isn't Reina right here?"

"Yes." Cristo was worried, holding a handkerchief in her hand, "She is under the stone tower in the square."

"What about Neoxat? Where is he?"

"Also under the stone tower, next to Reyna." Crystal sighed helplessly, "I really want to end all this Xia Zuo, and I really want Reyna to leave there and come back to me. But..."

Kristo's eyes were slightly red, "But the temple guards and the Demon Hunting School rejected my request. They asked Reina to make certain sacrifices, and they also promised to protect her, but I was still worried about an accident. ."

Cristo shed tears and sobbed softly. Her love for her family members made her lose her composure.

Xia Zuo felt a little embarrassed and didn't know how to comfort him

Fortunately, at this time, the door was knocked again.

Letunia and Symphiya each walked in with an image treasure box.

Xinfiya's condition was acceptable. Although she was nervous, she was not anxious enough to cry.

Retunia, like Cristo, had a child involved in this incident. The two women cried together as soon as they met, with Symphiya comforting her gently.

Xia Zuo touched his nose, feeling powerless in the face of such a scene.

Female pure-blood mages can give birth without a husband. This is a blood magic unique to female pure-blood mages.

Cresto and others may have had husbands, and after experiencing the vicissitudes of time, they may have been tired of love, or for other reasons. In short, at this time, they are single but have a large number of female descendants.

The attack methods of pure-blood mages are really limited, and those powerful offensive blood magic will cause pure-blood mages to degenerate into half-blood mages. This leads to the camp of pure-blood mages who are long-lived and naturally kind and lawful. In many cases, they can only endure the pressure silently. and pain…

Like a little wife kept by a rich man...

This metaphor may not be appropriate...but that's what Xia Zuo thinks.

From the perspective of the only male pure-blood mage present, Xia Zuo decided to do something to change the gloomy atmosphere and cheer up Kristo and others.

He took out the Image Orb and checked the image screen.

A total of four temple troops appeared, two of which surrounded the altar square of the shaman school, and the other two troops were divided into two groups - one united with the demon hunter guarding the first floor of the eye potion research group's stone house. Together they support Rexor, and the last one patrols the island, looking for suspicious characters.

With such strong guarding power, how can the mysterious group realize its prophecy?

Xia Zuo frowned in thought.

He kept switching images, and at the same time used his blood connection to contact Rexor, asking for more details about the Altar Square.

‘Master, what was the altar square underneath the circular island originally used for? Is it just a major festival celebrating the shamanic school? ’

Rexall is still looking for the illusion device.

‘Why do you ask this? Did you go to the outer hall? ’

'Yes, Master. I am now here in Kristo, watching the image orb provided by the temple guards, and I can see the ground conditions of the altar square and the circular island. ’ In order to prevent the other party from nagging, Xia Zuo immediately added:

‘Don’t worry, Anru’er is taking care of my blood mage descendants. If anything happens, she will contact me. ’

'Okay...' Rexor paused, 'The altar square of the Shaman School will only be used during the annual Revival Festival...'

Rexor spent a few minutes introducing the Altar Square and the Festival of Resurrection to Xia Zuo, and also mentioned the Shaman School’s plan to retrieve the ancestor.

‘Master, how long is the history of shamanism? ’ Xia Zuo asked.

‘This...is at least 16,000 years old. ’ Rexor mossed his bald head and said, ‘I’m not sure either. When they first came into contact with the temple, they were still wearing the legendary savage costumes. It was hard to imagine that such a civilization enclosed in a circular island could be proficient in spiritual bodies, totems and spiritual schools. Especially the spiritual school, their attainments are much higher than the spiritual mages among the tower scholars. ’

"The Shaman School has a history of 16,000 years. It has been such a long time." '

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