The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Inside the gloomy and dark temple, a silver light in the green ghost fire brought a different horror atmosphere. Ryan fiddled with the silver light ball in his hand. Souls in the light ball rose and fell, and faces gradually emerged. They seemed sad, afraid, and hopeful.

Seeing this, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he stretched out his right arm and waved it gently in the air. A thick black sprayed out from between his right fingers, like the darkest ink in the world, instantly contaminating the silver-white light ball.

The light ball could no longer emit silver light, and the souls in it seemed to have lost their energy just now, and their faces no longer had any expression.

But soon, those souls changed again. They showed a look of fear, but they still couldn't cover up the greed and viciousness in their expressions.

At this moment, a figure walked out of the abyss-like corridor behind him.

It was as if he had eyes on his back, and he said directly without looking back:

"Ivel. Everything is ready."

He raised the dark ball of light in his hand ostentatiously, and said like a saint:

"Look. How beautiful the fall is. Let go of everything, and you will get more."

Il's face lost its luster instantly, and she stared at the black spirit ball with wide eyes. Then her pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and a drop of sweat left on her head.

What? It's ready?

Then, those~~~those~~~

Damn it!!!

No!!!

"What about those slaves?" Il asked with a trembling voice.

"That's right. They are here. Look, how beautiful the soul is after the fall." Ryan seemed to be admiring a work of art.

This, I'm still too late!!!

No! Not again!!!

I, I was fooled.

No, I still have, I still have the last way.

That little flaw.

Just a small mistake was left in the core of the altar, which was enough.

Although this could not save the children, it was enough to destroy the altar.

Although I have obtained the witch's secret spell, I am still unwilling to leave directly.

Ryan's show-off seemed to be over. He put down his hands and placed the spirit ball in the center of the altar. Then, he turned around, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile:

"There is one more thing I want to tell you, Ivel."

"You made a small mistake while working. I have helped you solve it. Mary found a larger altar stone. So we replaced the core of the altar."

"Although it is normal to make mistakes at work, especially under such great work pressure. But it is better not to make such mistakes. What do you think?"

What? ?

Il's psychological defense line was broken at once. The cold sweat on her head instantly flowed down, and the last hope was completely shattered.

But she still forced herself to stop her trembling body, pulled the corner of her mouth, and said:

"I know. I won't do it again."

Hearing this, Ryan rarely showed a very bright smile. He gently took off his hood, revealing his terrifying face.

Except for the chin, the whole head turned into a skeleton.

Suddenly, he smiled self-deprecatingly, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to Ir, he sighed:

"Let go of all this, you will get more."

"I know, I'm a little tired. I need to take a rest." Ir struggled to hold the wall, and said with a bitter smile.

The corner of Ryan's mouth pulled, and then turned around and told Ir with his actions.

She turned around, not to the temporary resting place, but to the residence of the slaves.

It was called a residence, but it was actually a prison. Dozens of slaves were crowded together in several small stone rooms. There was no light in it, and only the faint green light outside the prison could see what was inside clearly.

The children who were still somewhat energetic before have now fallen to the ground one after another, and it really fits the idiom, corpses everywhere.

But they are not dead yet, they can only be regarded as what Alok said, called: vegetative state.

But the same fate awaits them.

Although they all fell, I can't let myself fall like this, nor can I just let it go.

Anti-will! This feud has been made.

But what can I do now? Escape?

Then I will lose the clues of Anti-will.

It took me so long to find them through those few clues, who knows when I will find them next time?

I still have to continue to look for the witch's subsequent spells and skills here. Otherwise, where can I find them?

Moreover, it would be too lame to say it out.

Am I, Ivel, that kind of person?

It's better to just stay in Anti-will.

Anyway, I'm a traitor, so I don't have to worry about that little time.

Standing outside the prison, I thought about it for nearly half an hour.

The fire in her eyes ignited again.

Glancing at the group of children in the prison, as if saying goodbye to them.

Suddenly, in a place where the green light could not reach, Ir seemed to notice a little movement. It was just a slight movement, but Ir noticed it at this time.

Her eyebrows frowned, and she opened the cage from the outside, walked through the "corpses" on the ground, and walked towards the abnormal place.

Gently removing the clothes covering his face, a pure face appeared in front of El. Her short pale blond hair was messy, but her watery eyes were still shining.

There is still one alive? This~~

Suddenly there were many thoughts in her mind.

Was Ryan deliberately letting things slip? Or is it a test for me? Or is there something special about her?

But no matter what, even if Ryan looked at me, how could I not save him.

She put down her worries, smiled slightly, stretched out the index finger of her right hand, and gently placed it on her mouth to gesture to the complex face with fear and hope, signaling not to speak.

Not seeing Yi Mo reciting a spell, a faint colored light hit her body.

Afterwards, El pretended that nothing happened and picked up the stones on the ground and put them into the witch's pocket.

She got up from the ground and turned around to leave the prison. The pace became firm and powerful.

He didn’t show any weakness when facing Ryan, and said:

"I want to go out."

If it's a test, it's a showdown, but so what?

If Ryan didn't know about it, it would be more generous and clear.

Ryan was obviously at a loss for such straightforward language. He turned around and said casually:

"You don't need to tell me. But I want to remind you that it's very dangerous outside now. The Judgment Hall of the Temple of Order is approaching here. Don't leave the temple. That will expose us, and I will definitely not die first."

"Also, come back quickly, we can start right away."

"I got it." El's seemingly calm hands were already clenched under the cloak, and the sweat in her palms made her hands slippery, but she quickly understood that this was probably not Ryan's test, but that the girl had really been missed.

Since then, there has been another flaw. There is one last chance.

She turned around and walked towards the wall she came from.

Very skillfully, he took out a key from the witch's pocket, inserted it into the wall and turned it slowly.

After she came out of the long and narrow staircase, she looked back and calmly took out the key.

Then she put the key in her pocket and took out a stone.

Shizi suddenly transformed into the girl just now.

"Don't worry. I rescued you." Seeing the fear in his eyes, El comforted softly.

She lowered her head, looked at the girl who was a head shorter than herself, and took her hand with her left hand. He holds a fireball in his right hand to light the way forward.

"Let's go out." She said softly.

Halfway through the journey, the girl seemed like a zombie. It wasn't until she felt the warmth in her hands that she realized she had really been saved.

She moved her fingers, catching El's attention.

While walking slowly, El turned his head and asked softly:

"what's your name?"

"Valia, Varya Weiss." Varya's voice was full of fear and trembling.

Hearing this, El's steps suddenly stopped, her expression suddenly became surprised, and then she leaned down and looked at Varya seriously.

Like a gangster, he casually pulled open her collar, revealing the green leaf tattoo on her chest.

After 20 seconds, Il seemed to react. With a little understanding in his tone, he praised sincerely:

"Praise life."