Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 380 Isabelle
Angor lowered his eyebrows.

Castle Black, there's no way what he's doing is decent.

The effect of the magic energy array he deduced is actually not very straightforward, otherwise the Kulakuka tribe would not have lasted for thousands of years.But sometimes, the straightforward cruelty is not the real abyss.

It was a sleepless night, but the bright lights were only limited to the altar under the holy mountain.However, Xipollock fell into silence because there was no one there. The quiet street was devoid of people, only a lonely street lamp, illuminating the clear brilliance of the place.

Angor looked at the peaceful city, and no one knew how dark the city was under this quiet and delicate appearance.

Stare at it as if staring into an abyss.

Suddenly, Angel discovered that not everyone in Sypollock had left, and an old lady with gray hair came out of the residential building.She walked slowly, holding a handful of flowers in her hand.

Angor looked at it, and there was no one in the entire West Pollock street, only this old lady was walking alone.

She walked slowly to a statue at the end of the street.

This statue is one of the 370 statues with magic pattern nodes.

A street lamp, which attracts tiny moths, stands next to the statue.

Through the street lamp, Angel could see the face of the old lady clearly. Because of her age, the ends of her eyes were a little slanted, but from the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, it can be seen that the old lady is a person who likes to smile, even though her face is full of wrinkles , but the temperament is very gentle and peaceful.

However, Angel noticed that the old lady's complexion was a bit bad, her face was pale, her eyes were cloudy, and she looked sickly.

The old lady put the flowers in front of the statue with a serene smile on her lips.

Angel saw that she was chanting words, with a bitter smile on her face, as if she was talking about something.

Angel understood a little bit of lip language, but that was based on when the other party spoke with a relatively large mouth. Now the old lady's mouth is not wide, and she still uses a breathy voice from time to time, so he can't hear what she is saying.

But Angor has some guesses.

Maybe she is recalling her own life, she sighs from time to time, smiles from time to time, and occasionally bows her head in silence.It is completely a dying person, nostalgic for the past years, marking a terminator for life.

As she spoke, she bowed to the statue, looking extremely respectful.

It was because of her actions that Angel set his sights on the statue.He didn't pay attention to the statue before, but only focused on the magic pattern node centered on the statue.When he observed the statue carefully now, he noticed something strange.

Although the shapes of the statues of Xipollock are different, there is one thing in common. All the statues are carved with a woman.

Although there may be differences in artistic expression techniques, Angel always feels that these statues should be carved of the same woman.

The statue in front of the old lady is a woman in gauze with her hands clasped and her eyes closed, with a kind expression.The level of carving is very high, and it can be clearly seen the respect that the sculptor wanted to express, as well as the sense of alienation that deified the woman in the gauze robe.

"Diablo, do you know those statues of Sypollock, who are carved?" Angel rarely took the initiative to contact the shadow with the soul tie.

It took a long time for Shadow to reply: "Huh—the temptation here is too great, I really want to rush to the temple on the top of the mountain to have a look. Hey, did you just ask about the statue?"

"Yes, those statues are all the same person?"

Shadow: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes, those statues are all the same person. If I'm not wrong, it should be the witch from Castle Black who led the Kulakuka clan here thousands of years ago. Also That old hag’s mentor, Isabel, the King of Twilight. By the way, now that old hag imitates her mentor in everything, even changing her name to be very similar to Isabel. If she can’t get out of the mentor’s shadow, it’s no wonder she can’t step into the true knowledge .”

"The king of twilight, Isabel." Angel looked at the statue, how could it have the meaning of twilight?There is nothing wrong with saying that she is a holy goddess!

During the dialogue between Angor and the shadow, the old lady in front of the statue seemed to have finished speaking.He knelt down, touched his head to the ground, and lay in front of the statue without saying a word for a long time.

After a long time, Angel saw that the old lady had not moved and walked down from the mountain.After sensing it with the tentacles of mental power, I realized that the old lady's body was already cold.

Sure enough, as he thought.

The old lady probably knew that her life was not long, so she didn't go to the ceremony, but missed the past alone, chatted with the statue to the last moment, and left with a devout heart.

Angel sensed that although the old lady was dead, her frail soul still remained in the body, as if she was saying a final farewell to the crippled body.

However, at the moment when her soul came out of her body, the statue in front of her suddenly flashed a gloomy light that mortals cannot see, and before she could react, her soul was drawn into an unknown place.

Angel witnessed this moment, he had no intention of changing, and... powerless to change.

He just found it ironic.

At the last moment of her life, the old lady had not forgotten the statue she had revered all her life, and she even had to babble about the last moment in front of the statue even when she died.But she never thought that this statue was the culprit who pushed her into the real abyss.

It's ironic, but it's reality.

Isabel gave the Kura Kuka family the opportunity to reproduce, so that they never stopped.But all this shelter does not come without a price, and that price is dear - it costs your souls.

The body can die, but the soul is still there, and there is a glimmer of life in the dark.

If even the soul dies, that is real death.

Angor turned and left.

In front of the street lamp at the corner, a cold corpse was still kneeling in front of the statue of Isabel.Isabel closed her eyes and fisted her fists, as if praying for something.The wind blew, and the flowers in front of the statue scattered, and the petals fluttered and danced, and finally fell on the old lady's already stiff body.The gray hair and the soft white petals seemed to be integrated into one at this moment.

You confide in me and I say goodbye to you.

……

All the way across the desolate and lonely West Pollock, when Angel stepped into the range of the holy mountain, the lively atmosphere immediately surged up with bright lights and uninterrupted hymns.

It's like passing through two different worlds, from deserted to lively.

Looking at the temple at the top of the holy mountain, the rhythm is spreading out wantonly, showing a sense of existence.

"Why are you here?" Shadow's voice suddenly came: "Are you going to give up on the calculation?"

Shadow never thought that Angor could reverse the effect of the magic circle in less than ten hours.

Angor: "The deduction has been made, a result without accidents."

"It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out, anyway... huh? You said you figured it out?! Hell, you didn't lie to me?" Shadow was so surprised that he was about to scream, if Angel could see his appearance , you will find that not only the eyeballs of the shadow are round, but even the hat has fallen to the ground without knowing it.

"I calculated a few important magic lines, and I almost guessed the ending. After a little verification, it was as expected."

Shadow still couldn't believe it, and he repeatedly confirmed it several times.It wasn't until Angel answered impatiently that he could barely believe it was true: "Okay, then what is the effect of this magic circle?"

"Imprisoning and absorbing souls." Angle paused, "According to several of the magic lines involving blood, we can make a simple guess that the range of this magic circle's confinement may not only be Xibo. Locke...instead, everyone who has the blood of Kura Kuka is included in it. Even if they are not in this world, even if they are thousands of miles away, as long as they have the mark of Kura Kuka, they will be lured here."

Shadow frowned: "You mean..."

"This race is actually the forbidden house of Castle Black." The Kulakuka clan seem to have freedom, and live a peaceful and beautiful life, but these are just the beautiful illusions that Castle Black gave them when they were still alive.When they die, all these appearances will be torn apart, revealing their hidden fangs, tearing their already weak souls into pieces.

"The result is not unexpected, but the method is quite unexpected." Shadow shook his head and smiled: "Perhaps Isabel once really sympathized with the Kulakuka clan, if she didn't go to the rescue, the Kulakuka clan would be extinct. However, in her eyes, if I saved you, you should repay me, but this form of repayment is a bit too much."

"However, we can't comment. Ordinary people seldom think about what happens after death. To them, death is really dead. Maybe, even if the people of the Kulakuka know about the magic circle The effect will not be cared about."

"That's right. Ordinary people's eyesight is just in front of them." Shadow paused: "However, after hearing what you said, my mind has settled down. Do you know where those imprisoned souls went? ?”

Angel pointed to the temple on the holy mountain: "It should be there."

Shadow: "Yes, I have basically confirmed that the source of the law is in the temple. After I came here, I found that the rhythm of the law near the holy mountain is very stable. If the law is consumed, it is obviously a bit unreasonable. But If the law is not consumed, why can't it spread to other places except this floating island?"

"I couldn't figure it out before, but after hearing what you said, I have a guess. If there is no accident, this witchcraft garden relies on those absorbed souls as energy to drive the source of the law. But this guess is still There is a loophole, the soul of ordinary people is very fragmented, and the quality is not enough to become the law of energy supply."

"So... there should be some way to purify the soul?" The two thought of this almost at the same time.

If there is really a way to purify the soul... Angel's trip is worthwhile!
(End of this chapter)