Super Dimensional Wizard

Babaya was assigned the last aria. She looked a little nervous. She kept breathing out after taking the stage. She didn't know where to put her hands. Sometimes she lifted them up and put them on her waist, and sometimes they fell on both sides of her skirt.

Angel chuckled, not expecting that this girl who acted so realistically in front of them could also have such a nervous side.

"My lord, do you know Babaya?" the high priest asked.

Angel nodded: "This little girl's acting skills are quite good."

Acting? The high priest was confused.

Shadow said from the side: "If you call someone a little girl, maybe you are even younger than her."

Speaking of age, the high priest looked at Angel. When he spoke to this adult, he only noticed the maturity in his tone and never thought about his age. If you look closely, he seems to be really young. Although his face is delicate, you can still see the childishness that has not yet grown.

The high priest thought for a while: "Babaya seems to be seventeen years old this year."

Angel suffocated, and a subtle blush flashed across his face. She was really one year older than him! Sometimes it's hard to change a given impression. He saw Babaya as a Thumbelina, so he naturally equated small size with young age.

"Look, am I right? I think you must be less than seventeen, right?" Shadow seemed to be teasing, but his eyes were full of envy that could not be concealed. Angel was young. Such an achievement completely shattered the self-confidence and pride he had built up over the past thirty years, making him very embarrassed.

Angel forced himself to calm down, sneered, and answered Shadow's question with a scornful expression.

The corners of Shadow's eyes twitched. He was sure that Angel was definitely ashamed, but facing such an expression, anything he said now seemed wrong. He could only curse in his heart: "arrogant ghost."

The first three singers quickly finished singing their respective verses. The disk-shaped secret treasure was the same as before, without any reaction. Obviously, these three people were not one of the 3%.

Finally it was Babaya's turn. She breathed a long sigh of relief, holding up her green tutu skirt, and quickly took up her position.

He put his right hand on his chest, wanting to sing at the top of his lungs.

But who would have thought that her first sound would fly to the sky. Perhaps she was too nervous. At the moment when the sound broke, Babaya was stunned on the spot, looking at a loss.

The priests looked at each other, but the singer below covered his mouth and snickered secretly.

There were tears in Babaya's eyes.

Just when Babaya felt too embarrassed, she suddenly felt a coolness between her eyebrows, and a stagnant power emanated from her eyebrows.

For a moment, all the surrounding sounds became quiet.

"Sing." The one who spoke was Fiona, a gentle and affectionate female voice. But for some reason, another figure flashed through Babaya's mind, that human being with a clear male voice.

Babaya looked around and found that everyone had become silent. There was no noise in her ears except the gentle sound of wind.

Babaya's eyebrows felt cool again, and she seemed to see a green field, a moon tree, and her beloved grandma.

"No. 2..." Babaya opened her throat. This time, her syllables did not float, but accurately hit the scale. "The fourth brave man, accompanied by the chant, opened the door in the sky..."

Babaya's singing voice finally returned to normal level, clear and melodious.

"I didn't expect you to be quite a gentleman." The shadow said in a voice. Angel was indispensable to Babaya's ability to open her voice again. Even Fiona's "Sing" was said by Angel. But I used a little magic effect to prevent others from hearing it.

"Easy to do." Angel said noncommittally.

"You are too tolerant of mortals, and this may become a weakness for the enemy to attack you." Shadow suddenly said.

"So, you want to use mortals to restrain me?"

Shadow smiled coquettishly: "I'm not your enemy. Besides, haven't we already reconciled?"

Angel smiled and did not continue the conversation in depth.

After Babaya finished singing, she took a deep breath, walked to the front of the stage with the other three, and looked at the high priest.

The high priest looked at the motionless secret treasure on the other side and shook his head: "Step back, next batch."

Their expressions were a little depressed, and Babaya's eyes also flashed with sadness. She could only run for election once in her life. She didn't choose the Sky Choir this time, and she would never have another chance in the future. Thinking of the folks in Muya Village who had great expectations for him, she couldn't help but shed tears.

The other failed singers also cried, but after being driven away by the priest, they could only leave the century-old palace silently.

"It's pitiful. If they know that this sky choir is not a selection of singing voices at all, they will probably collapse, right?" Shadow looked at a group of crying Thumbelinas and said "poor", but his tone was full of gloat.

Shadow's words made the high priest lower his head. Angel glanced at him and said nothing.

After this group of singers left, there were not many singers left in the century-old palace.

"What if there are no qualified singers this year?" Angel asked.

The high priest glanced at Fiona: "If a suitable singer is not selected, the Adventer will look for it himself, and he will eventually find it."

The implication of the high priest is that Castle Black has a special method of finding people.

However, now that Fiona is controlled by the shadows, even if there is a special way to find people, there is no way to use it. They can only pray, followed by matching singers.

Their luck wasn't too bad.

After two more batches, a bloodline person finally appeared in the new batch.

This was a singer with a black birthmark on his face. As soon as he came on stage and opened his voice, the high priest said "eh".

Because the disc-shaped secret treasure suddenly flashed with clear light. And he swallowed and vomited like a breathing creature.

"It's you. The others go out and you stay on the stage." The high priest pointed at the girl with the black birthmark.

The girl was stunned for a moment and showed an ecstatic expression, while the others left the Centenary Hall gloomily.

"From today on, you are a member of the new Sky Choir." The high priest recalled the girl's name: "Your name is Yelena, right?"

The girl was still in joy and nodded excitedly.

"Yelena, after you calm down, start your performance. This solo performance is your key to entering the sky choir. Make sure you don't make a mistake." The high priest said solemnly. If you want to unlock the secret treasure, you must sing every lyric. Yes, otherwise the secret treasure will not only be unable to be opened, but will also enter a 300-day cooling period.

Yelena also knew the seriousness of this matter, so she stood on the stage and tried her best to calm down her mood.

"Do you think she will make mistakes like Babaya?" Shadow looked at Yelena whose chest was rising and falling and asked curiously.

"Don't be so talkative." Angel said angrily.

Although what the shadow said is unlikely to happen, after all, "Elf Epic" is not long, and these singers started singing since they were young, so they will not make principled mistakes. But sometimes you are not afraid of 10,000, but just in case.

Angel thought for a while and arranged a fantasy world around Yelena.

From the mountain streams to the vast snowfields; from the continent in the clouds to the bright starry night. Angel arranged the illusion while observing Yelena's reaction.

Her reaction was devoid of much emotion other than curiosity.

It wasn't until Angel set up the stage for thousands of people and the lights were bright that Yelena's mood began to rise, excitement and excitement clearly appearing in her eyes.

He seems to be a person who craves attention and a big stage. Angel thought for a while and let Yelena be in the center of the crowd, with the lights focused and enjoying the glory.

At the same time, Angel also released a line of Teacup Band. In the past, the music played by the Teacup Band was difficult to listen to, but after Babaya's last performance, Angel finally understood that it wasn't that the Teacup Band couldn't play good music. Maybe when he was in the Nightmare World, the level of monster appreciation there was at a low level. The other extreme.

Sure enough, with the blessing of the fantasy stage and the performance of the teacup band, Yelena performed at her best.

As she sang, every syllable was flawless and even reached its peak. Therefore, the secret treasure disk began to shine brightly.

The high priest flicked the disk and let it float in mid-air.

"Two adults, as long as they are shrouded in light, their souls can be purified." The high priest said, letting the disk stay above their heads.

As Yelena sang, the clear light fell down, and Angel felt as if his soul had entered a pool of clear spring, with mysterious power washing away the impurities in his soul.

However, Angel's soul was very pure, so under the clear light, he only felt that his soul was warm and relaxed, without too many impurities escaping.

The shadow on the other side kept moaning in comfort, and a large amount of black breath floated out from its soul, which showed that its soul had much more impurities than Angel.

The clear light became stronger and stronger. Under the clear light, Angel felt so soft that he wanted to lie down and sleep soundly.

But at this moment, the clear light suddenly touched the gray mist in his soul... These gray mist are the embodiment of gravity veins. For the soul, it can be said to be impurities, but it seems to be helpful. So the clear light has been surrounding the gray fog for a long time, seeming to be thinking about what to do with the gray fog?

Angel's mood also improved with Qingguang. He remembered that the high priest once pointed out the gray fog in his soul, and Qingguang seemed to be useful for this.

But how useful it is, the high priest did not say.

The clear light lingered outside the gray mist for a long time, and finally started to move. It slowly extended, wrapping the gray mist like a thin film, and then slowly shrank...

In the end, the gray mist that filled the depths of the soul shrank into a round ball, gathering together the source of the gray mist and all the gray mist that spread out.

Then the clear light dissipated.

Angel's head was full of questions. He just gathered the gray mist together and stopped spreading. Is this the end? What about the purification mentioned?

At the same time, the clear light of the round secret treasure dissipated and returned to the hands of the high priest, shrinking smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

When Angel was confused, Shadow stretched and said lazily: "It's a worthwhile trip. Nearly half of the impurities in my soul have been removed, and the chance of being promoted to an official wizard has also been improved."

After finishing speaking, Shadow looked at Angel: "I just noticed that there are very few impurities in your soul. Have you purified your soul before?"

Angel ignored the shadow and looked at the high priest. Is this what you mean when you say "the gray mist in the soul also needs the next rain"?

The high priest whispered: "Sir, the veins in your body are not impurities, but if they spread throughout the soul, they may still cause problems to the soul. Now that they are gathered together, it is a good thing. .”