Super Dimensional Wizard

Seeing the high priest walking out of the temple, the priests seemed to have found their backbone. They passed through the guards and knelt in front of the high priest.

The guards no longer intercepted him at this time, because like other priests, they knelt on the ground piously.

The Kulakuka tribe does not have a centralized kingship, and they have no obvious class divisions. For them, everyone is equal. But even in such a mutually equal race, there are exceptions.

And this exception is the high priest. For all ethnic groups, the high priest is a wise man who condenses the wisdom of the tribe, like a beacon in the dark fog, illuminating the path forward.

It is precisely because of the special status of the high priest that both priests and guards will immediately kneel down and worship him in the most respectful manner when they see him.

"Get up." The high priest said calmly, "Shouldn't you go to arrange the selection venue now? What are you doing in the temple?"

"Your Majesty the High Priest, it's not that we are coming here, but we have something important to report."

"Yes, Your Excellency the High Priest, we just visited Lady Fiona to ask for her opinion on selecting the Sky Choir, but she said..."

The high priest looked calm: "What did she say?"

The priests all lowered their heads: "She said she wanted to change the selection location to the Centennial Hall. And..."

The high priest lowered his eyes, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Moreover, Lady Fiona said she was very tired and wanted to take a rest. We estimate that Lady Fiona does not want to open this selection to the tribe."

"Your Majesty the High Priest, we have prepared the stage for selection. What should we do now?"

"Thousand-year-old rules cannot be changed at will! All the clan members are waiting."

When facing "Fiona", they didn't dare to say a word. But facing the master of wisdom of the entire clan, the priests began to express their opinions one after another.

Everyone chatted for a long time.

The high priest picked up his crutch and slammed it on the floor. A force that seemed to shake the soul made everyone shut up: "It's just a trivial matter, why make a fuss."

"Your Majesty the High Priest, this is no small matter. The tribesmen outside have already..."

"Shut up! Have you forgotten our identity? Have you forgotten the "Fairy Epic"?!" the high priest shouted: "Our family can be so prosperous and prosperous because of the Lord of the Holy Castle. Now that the Holy Castle has come If someone wants to change the rules, we will just change them.”

"However, this location was proposed by our benefactor Isabel thousands of years ago." A priest said.

Hearing Isabel's name, an imperceptible light flashed in the eyes of the high priest, "There is nothing but, everything we have is given by Lord Holy Castle, so we should implement Lord Holy Castle's will."

"Lady Fiona said to change it! Then change it!"

Since the high priest said so, all the priests could only nod in agreement.

"Go and prepare. Just do as Lady Fiona said." After sending everyone away, the high priest fell silent, seeming to be thinking about something.

After a while, the high priest said to the guard: "Go and prepare a hummingbird. I want to go to the Centennial Palace to pay a personal visit to Lady Fiona."

While the guards were obeying orders, the high priest turned back into the temple.

Looking at the strange rhythmic blue-gray aura in the center of the temple, the high priest murmured to himself: "Has the gap really opened? Maybe. If this can lead to change, maybe you can also be liberated from the abyss. "

The high priest stretched out his hand and slowly penetrated into the blue-gray aura.

His eyes, which were originally dull and blind, became even darker when he put his hands into the aura.

And his face is getting older and older.

After drinking tea, the high priest walked out of the temple with his hunched body and trembling steps. When the guards saw that the high priest was older than before, they felt suffocated.

According to rumors, the high priest can predict the direction of the Kulakuka clan, and every time he predicts it, his body will fail.

So, just when they were trying to lure the hummingbird, did the high priest predict the future of the Kulakuka tribe again?

"Your Majesty the High Priest!" All the guards knelt down, with tears in their eyes.

The high priest walked past them, his face expressionless, but his heart was slightly bitter.

Haha, predicting the future, leading to physical failure? Such high-sounding words, sometimes even he himself believed them. In fact, he is not a wise man who leads the clan to progress at all, but an accomplice of evil...

After the high priest rides on the hummingbird, a special knight will clear the way for him.

Even though the hummingbird is small, it flaps its wings very frequently. It only takes a quarter of an hour to arrive at the Centennial Hall from the temple on the top of the mountain.

When the high priest arrived, Angel was preparing to visit the Holy Mountain Temple.

So when he heard footsteps coming from the door, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Lady Fiona, Baia needs to see you for something." A slow and old voice reached Angel's ears.

The voice outside the door is familiar. Who is Baiya? Angel stretched out his spiritual tentacles and saw a person who was both reasonable and unexpected - the high priest of the Kulakuka tribe.

Even though there was a door between them, the high priest lowered his head respectfully, completely different from the casual attitude of the group of priests who came earlier.

He originally planned to go to the temple to meet this mysterious high priest, but he didn't expect that he would come to his door first. And he came alone, without any guards or priests around him.

Angel thought for a while, and instead of using illusion to block the high priest's ability to recognize sounds, he directly used the original voice: "Come in."

When the high priest heard the clear male voice coming from inside, there was no surprise on his face. As the door opened, he slowly walked in.

Hummingbird sent the high priest to the table, and Angel crafted a small stool. ——After all, the high priest is old and can’t even stand firmly. Angel still has this basic sense of ethics.

The high priest bowed to Angel before slowly taking his seat.

After the high priest took his seat, he remained silent. Angel didn't speak, but carefully looked at the old man in front of him.

It turned out that the high priest had been standing in the temple on the top of the mountain. Even though Angel saw him, because of the distance and the strong rhythm of the source of law, he could not see clearly. It wasn't until this moment that he saw the high priest's whole face clearly for the first time.

Baldness, age spots, and a white beard long enough to be a mop. In addition, the high priest's age and dull gray eyes also caught his attention for a few seconds.

However, what worries Angel most is not his appearance, but the rhythmic energy aura about him. Although the energy perceived was not much, the rhythm of this energy was completely consistent with the rhythm near the Holy Mountain.

"Aren't you surprised that you didn't see Fiona, but me?" Angel said first.

"I already know the result. The person I came here to meet is your Excellency." The high priest said calmly.

"Oh? Are you here specifically to see me?" Angel smiled: "The high priest wants to see me for something?"

The high priest shook his head: "I have nothing to do with you, but I think you should come to me if you have something to do. The temple is not a place for conversation, so I came."

The temple is not the place for conversation? Angel found that the high priest lowered his tone slightly when he said this, as if he meant something.

Does this mean that the temple is actually being monitored all the time?

Angel thought about it carefully and felt that it was right. After all, it is the source of laws and is extremely precious. Castle Black cannot leave just one mortal to guard it. There must be other regulatory measures.

"From what you say, the high priest seems a little dissatisfied with Castle Black."

"No, our clan can continue to this day without being exterminated. The Holy Castle should be the first contributor. I dare not have any dissatisfaction." The high priest said.

"In that case, do you know about the magic energy array under Sipolok?" Angel's eyes flashed, and the topic directly led to the key point.

If the high priest didn't know about the magic energy formation, then his purpose of coming here today would be a bit strange. But if he knows about the magic energy array, then everything has an explanation that at least seems reasonable.

The high priest's face twitched slightly, but he didn't expect the other party to open the deep scar in his heart.

The high priest closed his eyes and slowly said after a long time: "I know."

"So you know, so under such circumstances, do you still have no complaints against Castle Black?"

The high priest was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "No complaints."

"I'm not from Castle Black, you know?"

After a while, the high priest nodded: "I know. I knew it the day you came to Xipolok."

"The day we set foot on Sipolok? How did you sense us?" Angel asked curiously.

"Soul source. There is a soul source in the temple. With the soul source, I can monitor the movements of the entire Xipolok."

The source of the soul mentioned by the high priest should be the source of the law. Although Angel was very curious about the origin of the soul, he was not prepared to reveal his purpose until he understood the purpose of the high priest's arrival.

"Since you know that I am not from Castle Black, you don't have to worry about being heard by the people from Castle Black. So, now I ask you again, do you still have no complaints against Castle Black?"

The high priest still shook his head firmly: "I have no complaints."

Angel nodded and looked for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuaｎ.com. He did not express any opinion on the high priest's insistence on his opinion. Since no one else has any complaints, what does he, an outsider, have to worry about?

"You said you have no complaints against Castle Black, so why have you kept silent since you discovered us a long time ago?"

The high priest raised his head, his gray eyes carrying an inexplicable meaning: "I hope that one day, the gap can be opened so that the silent torrent can flow out again."

"Gap? Torrent?" Angel didn't know what the high priest was referring to.

"The Kulakuka tribe has been immersed in the illusion of peace for nearly a thousand years. I only hope to have an opportunity to pry open the door of change." The high priest said bluntly.

The high priest made it very clear, but why he did this, he did not say.

Angel put the topic to rest for the time being, but returned to the original answer: "You said that the temple is not a place for conversation. You have nothing to do with me, but I will come to you if I have something to do. So, do you think I will What do I need from you?"

The high priest pondered for a moment and then gently said two words: "Soul source."