Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 381 Isabella
At the dawn of the morning, the place where the first ray of golden sunlight shines is the holy mountain.

At this moment, the sacred mountain is surrounded by a halo, making it even more sacred.All the Kulakuka tribe at the bottom of the mountain knelt down on the ground, folded their hands together, and prayed for the family.

In the temple on the top of the mountain, hymns sounded.

The hummingbird knights in the sky were hovering non-stop, sprinkling white flower rain from time to time, adding a sense of holiness to the ceremony.

When the sun shone on the altar, teams of singers around came forward, standing every few meters, forming a circle around the huge altar.

At this time, a row of priests in white robes and gold trim came out of the temple on the top of the mountain. The leader was the only bald old man with a white beard in a red robe.

"Welcome to Your Excellency the High Priest!" All the way from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, there were unanimous voices.

The bald, white-bearded old man staggered to the terrace in front of the top of the mountain, facing the dense crowd of tribesmen down the mountain.His expression was solemn, with a divinity of compassion.

"May my clan live in peace." The first sentence of the high priest was respectful to the clansmen down the mountain.Then, began today's ceremony speech: "Humanity turned against each other, and our family was almost extinct; it is the master of the holy castle, who gave us a thousand years of continued existence... The existence of the ceremony is to pay respect to the owner of the holy castle."

When the high priest was speaking, the shadow hiding on a tall tree suddenly said: "This old man has a strong energy reaction, but he is still a mortal."

Angel also discovered: "Surviving near the source of law for a long time, even mortals may be contaminated with divinity."

"Mortals don't know anything about power, so they can resist the temptation of the law. However, Isabel also has a bad taste. She built a temple here, so that countless Kulakuka people come here to pay homage every year, but they don't know it. They worship In fact, they are the soul fragments of their ancestors who are about to be devoured."

"It's ironic, but... I always feel that Isabel should not do this kind of thing out of bad taste, and there may be other reasons." It is a very strange thing for mortals to guard the source of the law.Angel felt in his heart that a third-level wizard who had stepped into the path of true knowledge should not do such boring things.

"Hey, that's the end of the talk? This old man is not bad, he doesn't have the kind of long speeches of other gods. I thought he would sing praises for several hours." Shadow kept focusing on the temple, and the high priest's speech was only In less than a minute, he signaled the start of the ceremony, "However, such an opening speech seems a bit perfunctory for a large ceremony."

In Angel's field of vision, although the High Priest's expression was solemn and full of respect for the Holy Castle, his eyes contained very complicated emotions, which could not be explained clearly.

"You mean this High Priest, do you know about Xipollock's magic circle?" Angel asked suddenly.

"I probably don't know." After a pause, Yingying suddenly smiled and said, "But if he knows, it would be really interesting to say these high-sounding words in front of all the clansmen."

……

When the high priest announced the beginning of the ceremony, the circle of poets on the edge of the altar sang hymns one after another.

A group of armored guards carried gorgeous stretchers through the crowd and stepped onto the central platform on the highest level of the altar.There was a magic crystal about the same height as them on the stretcher, and the four guards worked together to put the magic crystal into the groove in the center of the altar.

As the light shone from the altar, the shadow whispered: "Here we come."

Looking at the familiar fluctuations in the teleportation array, Angel whispered, "Are you sure there won't be any official wizard coming?"

Shadow: "No, without the old witch, there will be no official wizard."

As soon as the words fell, a small figure gradually emerged from the center of the teleportation array.

Shortness is relative to the height of ordinary humans, but for the Kulakuka tribe, the coming person is still a giant.Also, she's a giantess.

Black tutu skirt, black half veil, long straight black hair, pale skin, delicate cheeks.

From the outside, the visitor was a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old.And Angel noticed that this little girl didn't have a trace of extraordinary aura on her body, and she looked like an ordinary mortal.

The little girl had her eyes closed all the time, but when the aperture of the teleportation array disappeared, she slowly opened them.

As soon as Fu opened his bright red eyes, he immediately looked at where Angel and Shadow were.

Doubt flashed in Angel's eyes. If this person was a mortal, how could he spot them at the first sight?But if it's an apprentice wizard, how powerful is her perception?
"Diablo, who is she?" Angel asked.

Shadow didn't answer.

Angel didn't know that in a place he couldn't see, Shadow was trembling all over, with a look of horror on his face, pointing at the woman who appeared on the altar... "How is it possible... How could she appear here?"

The little girl seemed to sense the shadow's emotions, and she slightly raised the corners of her lips towards the two.

The pink tongue twirled slightly on the bright red lips.Like temptation, but also like bloodthirsty greed.

"Look who this is, isn't this the little puppet brother Diablo?" With a strange laugh, a sharp female voice suddenly got into the soul tie between Angel and the shadow.

Originally, Angor remained calm, but the sudden sound made him stunned for a moment.

If the other party had transmitted the voice directly, he wouldn't be so surprised, but the other party not only did not destroy the psychic frenulum, but directly squeezed into the psychic frenulum, turning what was originally a dialogue between two parties into a three-party meeting.This ability is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary wizard apprentices!Not even… maybe not an apprentice?
"I... Lord Isabella, you, how could you..." Shadow's trembling voice came from the side of the soul belt.

Angel looked in the direction of the shadow. Although the shadow was hidden, Angel seemed to be able to feel the great fluctuations in his emotions.

Isabella?This name...why is it so similar to "King of the Twilight" Isabel?Angel suddenly thought, Shadow seemed to have said yesterday that the old hag of Castle Black was the apprentice of the King of Dusk, and she was imitating her mentor in everything, even her name...

Angel didn't dare to think about it anymore, just thinking about it made his heart pound.

Could it be that the adult really came?

"I just want to see if you are suitable to be my future husband's apprentice." Isabella kept smiling strangely, but her voice was still very clear.It's like there are two audio tracks at the same time, the laughter is the background sound, and the speaking voice is the main body.

This is a woman with a background voice.

Angel doesn't dare to say that she is a "little girl" now, even though she is not big, but thinking of her possible identity, Angel feels a little panicked.

"Look at your trembling calves, are you so afraid of me? Tsk tsk tsk, I don't think you are worthy of being his apprentice." Isabella's weird double track appeared in the psychic belt again, "This little brother over here , it fits pretty well.”

Angel knew that she should be talking about herself.

When he was about to say something, Isabella suddenly uttered an extremely high-pitched voice, and her tone of appreciation changed sharply: "But, I hate blondes! Diablo, kill him! Kill him!" He, I will recognize your status!"

"Hurry up, kill him! Kill him!"

No other voice can exist in the psychic belt, only "kill him" is constantly brainwashed.

Shadow's eyes suddenly turned red. He looked at Angor who was hiding at the side, and slowly stretched out his hand. The magic power was slowly gathering... But at this moment, Shadow suddenly screamed. It faded away in invisibility, kept rolling, and even fell heavily from the tree to the ground.He covered his heart with his hands, unable to move.

The psychic belt was still saying "Kill him," but Shadow was completely distracted at the moment.

Angel stood on the tree, looked at the shadow falling on the ground, and said nothing.

Without any suspense, the power of the contract broke out.If Shadow didn't let go of his obsession with wanting to kill him, he would surely die from a heart explosion not long after.

But Isabella's repeated "kill him" was both like hypnosis and some kind of suggestion, which made Shadow completely forget about thinking, and only thought about how to kill Angel.However, under the bondage of the contract, he couldn't do it at all, and instead hurt himself.

The shadow was still mourning and wailing on the ground, but Angel turned his head and looked at the altar.

The "little girl" Isabella stood on the top of the altar, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, which was very strange.But what was even more weird was that time seemed to be frozen at this moment, the singer did not sing any more, and all the Kulakuka people around the altar were also frozen.

All the Kulakuka people present were frozen at this moment.

Angel looked at Isabella, "Although I don't know why you suddenly said you wanted to kill me, but if you really want me to die, you can come here yourself."

Isabella didn't speak, still repeatedly urging Shadow to kill Angel.

Angel's eyes flashed: "Sure enough, your real body didn't come, did it?"

After the words fell, Angel stretched out his hand, and a ray of nightmare air slowly poured out from between his fingers.

With the appearance of the nightmare air, the frozen Kulakuka tribe "lived" again, while Isabella, who was standing in the center of the altar, showed a surprised expression and slowly shattered into pieces.

"The illusion is excellent, but...after all, it's just an illusion created by a strand of consciousness." Angel whispered.

As the illusion was shattered, the Kulakuka tribe came alive again, singing and cheering.

The light on the teleportation array continued to shine, and a black shadow gradually appeared, but it was not the figure of Isabella just now.

Angel glanced at the teleportation array, then set his sights on the shadow on the ground, and he snapped his fingers lightly.A Wanyin illusion was pulled away, covering him and the shadow figure.

With the disappearance of Isabella's illusion, the red eyes of the shadow returned to clarity again.

"Huh—" Shadow Chang panted, feeling the pain in his body.After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "I was tricked by that old witch, and I almost fell here. Thank you!"

Angel said calmly: "Hypnotize you with the sound, if you don't subconsciously want to kill me, you probably won't be tricked."

Angel's words made Shadow a little embarrassed.However, he also had a thick skin, standing up as if nothing had happened: "Ahem, did the descendant show up?... Hey, I was really right, it was really Fiona."

"You don't need to change the subject, I don't care what your subconscious thinks, anyway, just remember that you owe me something."

(End of this chapter)