Super Dimensional Wizard

Angel lowered his eyebrows.

There is no way Castle Black is doing anything decent.

The effect of the magic energy array he deduced was not very straightforwardly cruel, otherwise the Kulakuka clan would not have lasted for thousands of years. But sometimes, straightforward cruelty is not the real abyss.

It was a sleepless night, but the only thing that was brightly lit was the altar under the Holy Mountain. Sipolok fell into silence because there was no one around. There were no people in the quiet streets, and only the lonely street lights illuminated the place.

Angel looked at the peaceful city. No one knew what kind of darkness this city held under its quiet and exquisite appearance.

Staring at it is like staring into an abyss.

Suddenly, Angel discovered that not everyone in Sipolok had left. An old lady with gray hair walked out of the residential building. She walked slowly, holding a handful of flowers in her hand.

Angel glanced around and saw that there was no one in the entire street of West Pollock, only this old lady was walking alone.

She slowly walked to a statue at the end of the street.

This statue is one of the 372 statues with magic pattern nodes.

A street lamp attracting tiny moths stands next to the statue.

Through the street light, Angel could see the old lady's face clearly. Because of her age, her eyes were a bit hanging at the end, but from the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, it could be seen that the old lady was a person who liked to laugh, even though her face was full of wrinkles. , but the temperament is very gentle and peaceful.

However, Angel noticed that the old lady looked a little bad, her face was pale, her eyes were a little cloudy, and she looked sick.

The old lady placed the flowers in front of the statue with a peaceful smile on her lips.

Angel saw that she was mumbling words and her expression was either bitter or smiling, as if she was talking about something.

Angel knew a little bit of lip reading, but that was based on when the other party spoke with a larger mouth. Now the old lady's mouth was not wide, and she used breath sounds from time to time, so he couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.

But Angel has some guesses.

Perhaps she was recalling her life. She sighed from time to time, smiled from time to time, and occasionally lowered her head and remained silent. It is completely like a dying person, remembering the past years and putting an end to his life.

As she spoke, she bowed to the statue, looking extremely respectful.

It was precisely because of her move that Angel set his sights on the statue. He had not paid attention to the statue before, but only focused on the magic pattern node centered on the statue. When he looked carefully at the statue now, he discovered something strange.

Although the shapes of the entire Sipolok statues are different, there is one thing in common. All the statues are engraved with a woman.

Although the artistic expression techniques may be different, Angel always felt that these statues should be sculpted by the same woman.

The statue in front of the old lady is a woman in gauze robe with her hands folded in fists, eyes closed, and a kind expression. The level of carving is very high, and you can clearly see the respect the carver wanted to express, as well as the sense of alienation that deified women in gauze robes.

"Diablo, do you know who carved those statues in Sipolok?" Angel rarely took the initiative to contact the shadows with his psychic tether.

Shadow waited for a while before replying: "Huh - the temptation here is too great. I really want to rush to the temple on the top of the mountain to see it at all costs. Hey, were you asking about the statue just now?"

"Yes, those statues are all of the same person?"

Shadow: "Ah, ah, you just realized it now? Yes, those statues are all the same person. If I guessed correctly, it should be the Black Castle witch who led the Kulakuka tribe to this place thousands of years ago. That's right. That old witch’s mentor is Isabel, the King of Dusk. By the way, now that old witch imitates her mentor in everything, even changing her name to be very similar to Isabel. If you can’t get out of the shadow of your mentor, it’s no wonder that you can’t step into true knowledge. .”

"King of Shen Mu, Isabel." Angel looked at the statue, how could it mean Shen Mu? There is nothing wrong with calling her a holy goddess!

During the conversation between Angel and Shadow, the old lady in front of the statue seemed to have finished speaking. He knelt down, his head touching the ground, and lay in front of the statue in silence for a long time.

After a long time, Angel saw that the old lady had not moved and walked down the mountain. After sensing it with my spiritual tentacles, I realized that the old lady's body was already cold.

It was just as he thought.

The old lady may have known that she was not going to die soon, so she did not go to the festival. Instead, she missed the past alone, chatted with the statue until the last moment, and left with a pious heart.

Angel sensed that although the old lady was dead, her weak soul still remained in the body, as if she was saying her final farewell to this broken body.

However, at the moment her soul left her body, the statue in front of her suddenly flashed a faint light that mortals could not see. Before she could react, her soul was swept into an unknown place.

Angel witnessed this moment. He had no intention of changing and... was unable to change.

He just felt a little ironic.

At the last moment of her life, the old lady still did not forget the statue she had revered all her life. She even spent her last moments in front of the statue even when she died. But she never thought that this statue was the culprit that pushed her into the real abyss.

Although it is ironic, this is reality.

Isabel gave the Kulakuka clan the opportunity to reproduce and never stopped it. But all this protection comes at a price, and the price is high—it costs 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 dies, that is true death.

Angel turned and left.

In front of the street lamp on the corner of the street, a cold corpse was still kneeling in front of Isabel's statue. Isabel closed her eyes and circled her fists, as if praying for something. The wind blew, and the flowers in front of the statue spread out, and the petals danced, and finally fell on the old lady's stiff body. The gray hair and soft white petals seemed to blend into one at this moment.

You confide in me and I say goodbye to you.

…

All the way across the desolate loneliness of Sipolok, when Angel stepped into the scope of the Holy Mountain, a lively atmosphere with bright lights and continuous chants immediately surged up.

It's like walking through two different worlds, from deserted to lively.

Looking at the temple at the top of the holy mountain, the rhythm is spreading out wantonly, demonstrating its presence.

"Why are you here?" Shadow's voice suddenly came: "Are you planning to give up the calculation?"

From beginning to end, Shadow never thought that Angel could reverse the effects of the magic energy array in less than ten hours.

Angel: "It has been calculated, and there is no unexpected result."

"It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out. Anyway... eh? You said you figured it out?! Damn it, you didn't lie to me?" Shadow was so surprised that he almost yelled, if Angel could see him. , you will find that Shadow’s eyes are not only rounded, but his hat has fallen to the ground without even realizing it.

"I have calculated a few important magic patterns, and I have almost guessed the ending. After a little verification, it is indeed expected."

Shadow was still a little unbelievable. He confirmed it several times. It wasn't until Angel answered impatiently that he reluctantly believed that this was the truth: "Okay, what is the effect of this magic energy array?"

"Confining and absorbing souls." Angel paused, "Based on several of the magic patterns involving blood, we can make a simple guess that the scope of this magic array may not only be Xibo. Locke...instead included all people with the blood of Kulakuka. Even if they are not in this world, even if they are thousands of miles away, as long as they have the mark of Kulakuka, they will be lured here."

Shadow frowned: "What do you mean..."

"This race is actually forbidden by Castle Black." The Kulakuka family seems to have freedom, a peaceful and beautiful life, but these are just beautiful illusions given to them by Castle Black while they are still alive. When they die, all these appearances will be torn apart, revealing their hidden fangs, tearing their already weak souls into pieces.

"The result is not unexpected, but the method is quite unexpected." Shadow shook his head and smiled: "Perhaps Isabel once really pitied the Kulakuka clan. If she did not rescue them, it is possible that the Kulakuka clan would become extinct. However, in her eyes, I saved you, and you should repay me, but this form of repayment is a little too much."

"Whether it's a pass or a failure, we can't comment. Ordinary people rarely think about what happens after death. Death is really death to them. Maybe, even if the people of the Kulakuka tribe know about the magic array If you go to Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com for the effect, you won’t care about it.”

"That's right. Ordinary people's sight only ends in front of them." Shadow paused: "However, after hearing what you said, I feel psychologically reassured. Do you know where those imprisoned souls have gone? ?”

Angel pointed to the temple on the Holy Mountain: "It should be right 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 has not been 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 unexpected happens, this witchcraft garden relies on the absorbed souls as energy to promote the source of the law. But this guess is still There is a loophole, the souls of ordinary people are very fragmented, and if they want to become the law of energy supply, the quality is not enough.”

"So... there should be some way to purify the soul?" The two of them thought of this almost at the same time.

If there is really a way to purify the soul... Angel's trip is well worth it!