Chapter 384

The so-called next step plan is actually relying on angel's magic to confuse the kulakuka people. He can quietly enter the inner world through the transmission array.

In fact, this plan did not need to attack Fiona at first. It only needed to sneak in when Fiona was not at the altar. But Fiona's existence is a variable, and no one knows whether this variable will add new variables; So after weighing, they decided to control Fiona for the time being. Wait until the plan is successful before releasing.

"Fiona will leave it to you for the time being." The shadow pointed to Fiona, who had become a puppet, and said to angel.

Angel nodded. According to the plan, he just needed to keep Fiona at home. Other things, wait until the shadow returns.

Send Fiona to her residence, and angel follows the shadow to the holy mountain altar.

The festival will be celebrated for three days and three nights, so there is still a lively scene at the foot of the holy mountain.

The carnival crowd outside the altar can be ignored for the time being. Near the transmission array at the top of the altar, the kulakuka Knights guarding here need to be solved.

Because there are people beside the altar, angel can't get close to it, so he can only cast spells from a long distance. This was a great test for him, and it was the first time he had arranged the illusion so far away.

Fortunately, all the people here are mortals. Angel's continuous release of nightmare and illusion is invisible to everyone except the shadow.

After a long time, the transmission array at the top of the altar was arranged with a shading array. At the same time, all the garrison Knights fell into the woven "ritual fantasy".

"Well, there should be no problem using the transmission array now." Angel paused: "pay attention to the time. If you haven't come back before the end of the ceremony, I will leave this garden immediately and use Fiona to open the magic array instead of you and return to the surface world."

"Don't worry, I feel that thing. If there is no accident, I must return before the end of the sacrifice." The shadow paused: "if you can help me in the inner world, maybe you can finish it faster."

"Isabella may not kill you, but not me... Besides, there is her base camp. Even if she is not in the black castle now, who knows if she will remain conscious, so forget it." Angel thought of Isabella's inexplicable intention to kill him, and always felt something strange.

The shadow guessed about Isabella's attitude towards angel, but he couldn't say it when it involved his mentor, so he had to nod to Angel: "well, when I go, you can also take the opportunity to find out the clues of soul purification here. I don't know if I can have a double happiness when I get that item back."

And the shadow said, and was ready to fly to the altar.

Suddenly, he paused and said in angel's puzzled eyes, "in fact, Fiona looks good, and her long blond hair is particularly beautiful. Why don't you take advantage of her these days? I promise she won't find any clues even if she wakes up."

For the ridicule of the shadow, angel only returned one word: get out.

The shadow came to the transmission array with a smile. Before disconnecting the soul tie, he continued: "do you know why Fiona's nickname is forgiveness witch? Because no matter what you do, she will forgive you! Go ahead!"

After that, the shadow broke the spiritual tie and disappeared on the altar in the invisible transmission light.

Angel slowly sank his face until he was sure that the shadow had disappeared.

The shadow tone seemed to be making fun of him intimately, but Angel knew that there was still an irreconcilable contradiction between them. But at present, under the binding of the contract, we have to make a false promise.

After angel sent the shadow away, he was ready to go to Fiona and explore the temple again.

But just as he turned to leave, he found that the bald high priest with white beard was quietly watching him on the temple on the top of the mountain.

I don't know how long he watched it.

Angel was stunned, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Angel's expression was inquisitive, but the high priest's eyes were always calm. But angel always felt that his eyes were like the sea without wind and waves. They seemed calm, but beneath the sea, there were deep currents and undercurrents.

"Did you see it?" Angel said silently with his lips.

The high priest lowered his eyes, shook his head and staggered back to the temple.

Angel didn't understand what he meant, but he vaguely felt that the high priest should have seen their actions, but why didn't he stop them?

Can't stop it. Maybe it's a reason. However, angel did not believe that the high priest had no channel to contact the black castle, but he had always lived in the temple. If the people of the black castle wanted to know the source of the law all the time, they would contact him.

But it's interesting that he chose to remain silent.

Angel looked deeply at the location of the temple and turned away from the holy mountain.

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In a corner of the southern suburb Plain of West Pollock, there is an exquisite and brilliant dome hall. There are exquisite carvings on almost every meter of the outer wall of the building, and the windows are covered with colorful window flowers, which looks gorgeous.

The name of this hall is: Centennial.

It is a temporary residence built by the kurakuka family for the descendents of the holy castle.

Push open the high crescent copper head door of the Centennial Hall, with exquisite furnishings and bright candles. However, he was not popular and seemed very lonely.

In front of the long table in the center of the hall, Fiona sat in a chair expressionless, pale, with a puppet's signature strange smile on her mouth.

Angel released her magic hand and moved Fiona from the hall to the bedroom on the second floor.

He planned to rest here these two days, but he didn't intend to face the strange and gloomy puppet face all the time. As for what the shadow said, he took advantage of Fiona's control... This is completely nonsense. Not to mention whether angel would like it or not, just looking at Fiona's gloomy and strange expression will wilt even if he has another appetite. Of course, except for people with special hobbies.

After moving Fiona back to her bedroom, angel took advantage of her leisure to release Toby from the space bracelet.

It's been more than a week since Toby was unconscious.

Angel was worried at first, but then he learned from the analysis that Toby was probably in the advanced stage, and he gradually relaxed.

Since it's advanced, it's not a thing to put it in the bracelet all the time. Angel has learned that there are all kinds of strange things in advanced Warcraft. If the strange things are too fierce, wouldn't the things he collects in the bracelet be destroyed.

So it's better to put it outside.

Just after Toby was settled, there was a rustle outside the hall.

Soon after, a voice suddenly came from the loudspeaker at the door: "Lord Fiona, the choir has assembled. When can we start the selection?"

selection? Angel was stunned. What this selection said should not be the selection of the sky Choir mentioned by Barbara?

son of a gun! He almost forgot this!

Seeing that there was no reply for a long time, the priest outside the door asked again.

Angel rubbed his temples. It's troublesome.

In the thinking space, a model rises with the thought, and the transparent and intangible illusion covers the God cage outside the door.

Although the male voice and female voice can do it only by changing the audio frequency, he has never heard Fiona's voice. Even if he wants to imitate it, he has no model. No way, he can only rely on the illusion to directly block the voice recognition of this group of people.

"In the evening." Angel answered directly with the original voice, but no one outside the door noticed anything strange.

"Do you want to modify the selection location?" The priest continued to ask.

According to past experience, the selection site is at the foot of the holy mountain, which has not changed in the past millennium. In fact, it doesn't matter whether they ask or not, but out of respect and process, they still ask.

"Right here." Angel didn't know where the selection place was, so he had to answer vaguely.

"Lord Fiona, do you mean to choose here instead?" Isn't it a conventional rule for the magistrates to look at each other? Why did you suddenly change the location?

"Well, it's here. I'm a little tired today. I want to be quiet." Angel said.

The gods and officials held hands outside the door and communicated anxiously. However, angel used his spiritual tentacles to see their performance.

Just choose a choir, just change the location. Why did these little guys start to compare sign language?

Angel wondered, isn't there anything fishy in here?

When Angela thought for himself, the outside God seemed to exchange a result, "OK, we'll start to modify the location immediately. Lord Fiona, we'll leave first."

After the magistrates left, angel still had a question mark on his head.

What's the point of selecting a choir?

Do the people of black castle choose a choir every time they come? Or is it special this time?

Angel wondered what a choir could do. Isn't Isabella as fond of music as Lydia?

On the other side, the God official who learned that he was going to change the location hurried back to the holy mountain.

After getting down from the hummingbird, the gods hurried to enter the temple, but were stopped by the bodyguard. In the important place of the temple, only the high priest and two serving priests can enter.

"Order, prohibit."

"We have something important to report to the high priest." The magistrates hurried.

But the bodyguard did not give face at all, and carried out the orders given by the high priest with a cold face.

Therefore, a group of officials who wanted to enter the temple began a long-term standoff with loyal guards.

The noise outside eventually attracted the attention of the high priest. After arguing for more than half a day, the high priest slowly came out of the inner hall with a crutch.

"It's the high priest! Great, you're finally out!"

(Panax notoginseng Chinese ET)