Super Dimensional Wizard

When morning comes, the first ray of golden sunlight shines on the Holy Mountain.

At this moment, the holy mountain is surrounded by a halo of light, making it appear even more sacred. The Kulakuka tribe at the bottom of the mountain all knelt on the ground, clasped their hands, and prayed for their tribe.

In the temple on the top of the mountain, hymns sounded.

The hummingbird knights in the sky were constantly hovering, and from time to time they sprinkled white flower rain, adding a bit of holiness to the ceremony.

When the sun shines on the altar, groups of singers step forward, standing every few meters to form a circle around the huge altar.

At this time, from the temple on the top of the mountain, a row of priests with white robes and gold trim came out. The leader was the only bald old man with a white beard wearing a red robe.

"Welcome to Your Excellency the High Priest!" A unanimous voice sounded from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

The bald old man with a white beard staggered to the terrace in front of the top of the mountain and faced the densely packed tribesmen at the bottom of the mountain. His expression was solemn and full of compassion.

"May our clan live in peace." The first words of the high priest were addressed to the clansmen at the foot of the mountain. Then, the speech for today's ceremony began: "Humanity turned to war, and our race was almost extinct; it was the owner of the Holy Castle who gave us a thousand-year existence... The existence of the festival is an expression of respect for the owner of the Holy Castle."

While the high priest was speaking, the shadow hiding in a tall tree suddenly said: "This old man has a strong energy response, but he is still a mortal."

Angel also discovered: "If you live near the source of law for a long time, even a mortal may be contaminated with divinity."

"Mortals know nothing about power, so they can resist the temptation of the law. However, Isabel also has a bad idea to build a temple here so that countless Kulakuka people come here to worship every year, but they don't know that they worship It’s actually the soul fragments of my ancestors that are about to be devoured.”

"It's very ironic, but... I always feel that Isabel would not do such a thing out of bad taste. There may be another reason." Letting mortals guard the source of the law is a very strange thing in itself. Angel felt in his heart that a third-level wizard who had entered the path of true knowledge would not do such boring things.

"Hey, are you done talking? This old man is pretty good. He doesn't have long speeches like other magicians. I thought he was going to sing praises for several hours." Shadow's attention has been focused on the temple, and the high priest's speech was just In less than a minute, he signaled the ceremony to begin, "However, for a large festival, such an opening speech seems a bit perfunctory."

In Angel's view, although the high priest's expression was solemn and his demeanor was full of respect for the Holy Castle, his eyes contained very complicated emotions that could not be explained clearly.

"Do you think this high priest knows about Sipolok's magic energy array?" Angel suddenly asked.

"Maybe he doesn't know." After a pause, Shadow suddenly laughed and said, "But if he knew, and said these high-sounding words in front of all the clan members, that would be really interesting."

…

When the high priest announced the start of the ceremony, a circle of singers located beside the altar sang hymns one after another.

A group of armored guards carried a gorgeous stretcher through the crowd and stepped onto the highest central platform of the altar. There was a magic crystal about the same height as their body on the stretcher. The four guards worked together to put the magic crystal into the groove in the center of the altar.

As the light shone from the altar, Shadow whispered: "Here it comes."

Looking at the familiar fluctuations of the teleportation array, Angel whispered: "Are you sure there won't be an official wizard coming?"

Shadow: "No, if the old witch is not around, there will be no official wizard."

As soon as he finished speaking, a short figure gradually appeared in the center of the teleportation array.

The short size is relative to the height of ordinary humans, but for the Kulakuka tribe, the person who came here is still a giant. Moreover, she is also a giantess.

Black tutu skirt, black half veil, long straight black hair, pale skin, delicate cheeks.

Judging from the outside, the person coming was a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old. Moreover, Angel noticed that there was no extraordinary aura about this little girl and she looked like an ordinary mortal.

The little girl had her eyes closed. When the aperture of the teleportation array disappeared, she slowly opened her eyes.

As soon as Fu opened his bright red eyes, he immediately looked at where Angel and Shadow were.

Doubt flashed in Angel's eyes. If this person were a mortal, how could he have spotted them at first sight? But if she is a wizard apprentice, how powerful is her perception?

"Diablo, who is she?" Angel said.

Shadow didn't reply.

Angel didn't know that somewhere he couldn't see, Shadow was trembling all over, with a look of horror on his face, pointing at the woman who appeared on the altar... "How is it possible... How could she appear here?"

The little girl seemed to sense Shadow's emotions, and she gently raised the corners of her lips towards the two of them.

The pink tongue swirled slightly on the bright red lips. Like temptation, but also like bloodthirsty greed.

"Look who this is, isn't this the little puppet brother Diavolo?" With a weird laugh, a sharp female voice suddenly penetrated into the psychic tether between Angel and Shadow.

Angel originally remained calm, but the sudden voice made him stunned for a moment.

If the other party had communicated directly, he wouldn't be so surprised, but instead of destroying the psychic tether, the other party directly forced his way into the psychic tether, turning what was originally a two-party conversation into a three-way conversation. This ability is definitely not something that ordinary wizard apprentices can achieve! Even...maybe not an apprentice?

"I...Ms. Isabella, you, how could you..." Shadow's trembling voice came from the side of the spiritual belt.

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? How come this name... is so similar to the "King of Dusk" Isabel? Angel suddenly thought that Shadow seemed to have said yesterday that the old witch in Castle Black was the disciple of the King of Dusk. She imitated her mentor in everything, even her name...

Angel didn't dare to think about it any more. Just thinking about it made his heart beat loudly.

Could it be that the adult really came?

"I just want to see if you are suitable to be my future husband's apprentice." Isabella kept smiling strangely, but her voice was still clear. It's like there are two audio tracks at the same time, the laughter is the background sound, and the voice is the main body.

This is a woman with a background voice.

Angel didn't dare to say that this was a "little girl" now. Even though she was small, Angel was a little frightened when he thought of her possible identity.

"Look at your trembling calves. Are you so afraid of me? Tsk, tsk, tsk, I don't think you are worthy of being his apprentice." Isabella's strange double audio track appeared again in the psychic belt, "This little brother here , which is quite consistent.”

Angel knew that she should be talking about him.

When he was about to say something, Isabella suddenly made an extremely high-pitched voice, and her tone of appreciation suddenly changed: "But, I hate blond people! Diavolo, kill him! Kill him!" He, I will recognize your status!"

"Hurry up, kill him! Kill him!"

No other voice can exist in the psychic tether, 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, and from the 'light and shadow' It faded into invisibility, kept rolling, and even fell heavily from the tree to the ground. He covered his heart with his hand, unable to move.

The psychic belt was still saying "kill him", but Shadow was completely distracted at the 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 takes effect. If Shadow doesn't let go of his obsession with killing him, he will inevitably die of a burst heart soon.

But Isabella's repeated "kill him" was both like hypnosis and some kind of suggestion, making Shadow completely forget about thinking and only think about how to kill Angel. However, under the constraints of the contract, he couldn't do it at all, and instead harmed himself.

Shadow was still wailing 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 more strange is that time seems to be frozen at this moment. The singer no longer sings, and all the Kulakuka people surrounding the altar are frozen.

All the Kulakuka tribe present were frozen at this moment.

Angel looked at Isabella, "I don't know why you suddenly said you want to kill me, but if you really want me to die, you can come here in person."

Isabella said nothing, still urging Shadow to kill Angel.

A flash of realization flashed in Angel's eyes: "Sure enough, your true body has not actually arrived, right?"

After the words fell, Angel stretched out his hand, and a wisp of nightmare energy slowly poured out from his fingers.

With the emergence of the nightmare energy, the frozen Kulakuka tribe "came alive" again, but Isabella, who was standing in the center of the altar, showed a surprised expression and slowly broke into pieces.

"The illusion is excellent, but... after all, it is just an illusion created by a ray of consciousness." Angel whispered.

As the illusion was broken, the Kulakuka tribe came to life again, singing hymns and cheering with joy. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuａ.com

The light on the teleportation array continued to shine, and a black shadow gradually appeared, but it was not the figure of Isabella just now.

Angel glanced at the teleportation array, then focused on the shadow on the ground, and he lightly snapped his fingers. A phantom of sound was pulled away, covering him and the shadow.

As Isabella's illusion disappeared, Shadow's red eyes became clear again.

"Huh..." Shadow gasped, feeling the pain in his body. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "I was tricked by that old witch, and I almost got killed here. Thank you very much!"

Angel said calmly: "I'm hypnotizing you with my voice. If you don't subconsciously want to kill me, you probably won't be tricked."

Angel's words made Shadow feel a little embarrassed. However, he was also thick-skinned, and stood up as if nothing was wrong: "Ahem, did the descendant appear?... Hey, I was really right, it turned out to be Fiona."

"There's no need to change the subject. I don't care what your subconscious thinks. Anyway, just remember that you owe me a favor."