Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 384 Soul Origin
Seeing the high priest coming out of the temple, all the priests seemed to have found their backbone, passed through the guards and knelt down in front of the high priest.

The guards did not stop at this time, because they also knelt down devoutly like other priests.

The Kulakuka do not have a centralized kingship, nor do they have clear class divisions. For them, everyone is equal.But even in such a race of equals, there are exceptions.

The exception is the high priest. For all ethnic groups, the high priest is a wise man who condenses the wisdom of a family, like a lighthouse in the dark fog, illuminating the path forward.

It is precisely because of the special status of the high priest that no matter whether it is a priest or a guard, when they see him, they will immediately perform the most respectful kneeling salute.

"Get up." The high priest said lightly, "Shouldn't you be setting up the selection venue now? What are you doing in the temple?"

"Your Excellency, High Priest, it's not that we want to come here, but we have something important to report."

"That's right, Your Excellency the High Priest, just now we went to visit Lord Fiona to ask for her opinion on selecting the sky choir, but she said..."

The high priest looked calm: "What did she say?"

The priests lowered their heads one after another: "She said that she would change the selection location to a century-old hall. And..."

The high priest lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"Also, Lady Fiona said that she was very tired and wanted to be quiet. We reckon that Lady Fiona doesn't seem to want to open this selection to the clansmen to watch."

"Your Excellency the High Priest, we have prepared the stage for the selection, what should we do now?"

"Thousands of years of rules, you can't just change it! The clansmen are all waiting."

When facing "Fiona", they didn't dare to say a word.But in the face of the masters of wisdom gathered by the whole clan, the priests began to express their opinions one after another.

Everyone chatted for a long time.

The high priest picked up his crutches and slammed it on the floor, a force that seemed to shake the soul made everyone shut up: "It's just a small matter, why are you arguing?"

"Your Excellency the High Priest, this is not a trivial matter, the clansmen outside have already..."

"Shut up! Have you forgotten our identities? Have you forgotten the "Epic Epic"?!" The high priest yelled: "Our family can have such a prosperous and prosperous side, we all depend on the Lord of the Holy Castle. Since the Holy Castle came Those who want to change the rules, we just change it."

"However, this location was proposed by our benefactor Isabel a thousand years ago." A priest said.

Hearing Isabel's name, an imperceptible light flashed in the eyes of the high priest, "There is nothing but, everything we have is bestowed by Lord Saint Castle, so we should carry out Lord Saint Castle's will."

"Master Fiona said to change it! Then change it!"

Since the high priest said so, all the priests could only nod in response.

"Go and prepare, and follow what Lord Fiona said." After sending everyone away, the high priest fell silent, as if thinking about something.

After a while, the high priest said to the guards: "Go and prepare a hummingbird. I'm going to the Centennial Hall to pay a personal visit to Lady Fiona."

While the guards obeyed orders, the high priest turned back into the temple.

Looking at the strangely rhythmic blue-gray breath in the center of the temple, the high priest murmured to himself, "Is the gap really open? Maybe. If you can leverage this change, maybe you can also be liberated from the abyss. "

The high priest stretched out his hand, slowly poking into the blue-gray breath.

His eyes, which were dull like a blind man's, became even darker when he put his hands into the air mass.

And his face is getting older.

After a cup of tea, the high priest walked out of the temple with a hunched body and trembling step by step.Seeing that the high priest was older than before, the guards all felt suffocated.

Rumor has it that the high priest can predict the direction of the Kulakuka family, and every prediction will lead to physical failure.

So, just as they went to pull the hummingbird, did the high priest predict the future of the Kulakuka tribe again?

"Your Excellency, High Priest!" All the guards knelt down, with tears in their eyes.

The high priest walked past them with a blank expression on his face, but his heart was slightly bitter.

Hehe, predicting the way ahead, so it leads to physical failure?Such high-sounding words, sometimes even he himself believed it.In fact, he is not a wise man leading a family to progress at all, but an accomplice to crime...

After the high priest mounted the hummingbird, a dedicated knight led the way for him.

Although the hummingbird is very small, its flapping wings are extremely high. It only takes a short quarter of an hour to set off from the temple on the top of the mountain and reach the century-old palace.

When the high priest arrived, Angel was about to visit the Holy Mountain Temple.

So when he heard footsteps coming from the door, he couldn't help but hold his forehead and sigh secretly.

"Master Fiona, Baia has something to see." A slow and old voice came to Angel's ears.

The voice outside the door is somewhat familiar, who is Baia?Angel reached out with his spiritual tentacles, and saw a person who was both reasonable and unexpected—the high priest of the Kulakuka tribe.

Even though there was a door separating them, the high priest bowed his head respectfully, completely different from the loose attitude of the group of priests who came earlier.

He originally planned to go to the temple fair to meet this mysterious high priest, but he didn't expect him to come to him first.And came alone, without any guards or priests around.

Angel thought for a while, and instead of using illusions to block the high priest's ability to recognize voices, he directly used the original voice: "Come in."

When the high priest heard the clear male voice from inside, he showed no surprise on his expression, and walked in slowly as the door opened.

The hummingbird sent the high priest to the table, and Angel made a small bench casually. ——After all, the high priest is old and can't even stand upright. Angel still has this basic ethics.

The high priest bowed to Angel before slowly taking his seat.

After the high priest took his seat, he remained silent.Angel did not speak, but carefully looked at the old man in front of him.

It turned out that the high priest had been standing in the temple on the top of the mountain. Even though Angel saw him, but because the distance was too far, the rhythm of the source of law was also very strong, so he couldn't see it clearly.It wasn't until this moment that he saw the full picture of the high priest clearly for the first time.

Baldness, age spots, and a white beard big enough to be a mop.In addition, the high priest's old age and dull gray eyes also caught his attention for a few seconds.

However, what Angor cares most about is not his appearance, but the rhythmic energy on his body.Although the perceived energy is not much, the rhythm of this energy is exactly the same as the rhythm near the holy mountain.

"Aren't you surprised to see me instead of Fiona?" Angel spoke first.

"I already knew the result. I came here to meet someone, and it is Your Excellency." The high priest said calmly.

"Oh? You came here specially to find me?" Angel smiled: "Is there something the high priest wants me to do?"

The high priest shook his head: "I have nothing to do with you, but I think you should come to me for something. The temple is not a place to talk, so I'm here."

Isn't the temple the place to talk?Angel noticed that when the high priest said this, his tone was slightly lowered, as if he meant something.

Does this mean that the temple is actually being watched all the time?
Angel thought it over and thought it was right.After all, it is the source of the law, and it is extremely precious. It is impossible for Castle Black to leave only one mortal standing there, and there must be other supervision measures.

"From your point of view, the High Priest seems to be a little dissatisfied with Castle Black."

"No, my family can continue to this day without being extinct. The Holy Castle should be the first. I dare not have any dissatisfaction." The high priest said.

"In that case, do you know about the magic circle under Xipollock?" Angor's eyes flashed, and the topic directly led to the key point.

If the high priest didn't know about the magic circle, then his purpose for coming here today would be a bit strange.But if he knew about the magic circle, then everything would have an explanation that at least seemed reasonable.

The high priest twitched his face slightly, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly poke open the deep scar in his heart.

The high priest closed his eyes, and after a long time, he slowly said: "I know."

"So you know, so under such circumstances, do you still have no complaints against Castle Black?"

The high priest was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "No complaints."

"I'm not from Castle Black, you know that?"

After a long while, the high priest nodded: "I know, I knew it the day you came to Xipollock."

"The day we set foot on West Pollock? How did you perceive us?" Angel asked curiously.

"Soul source. There is a soul source in the temple, and I can monitor the movement of the entire Xipollock by relying on the soul source."

The soul source mentioned by the high priest should be the source of law.Although Angel was very curious about the source of the soul, he was not going to reveal his purpose until he figured out the purpose of the High Priest's arrival.

"Since you know that I am not from Castle Black, you don't have to worry about being heard by the people of Castle Black. So, now I ask you again, do you still have no complaints against Castle Black?"

The high priest still shook his head firmly: "No complaints."

Angel nodded, and he didn't express any opinion on the high priest's insistence.Since no one else complained, why should he worry about being an outsider.

"You said you have no complaints against Castle Black, so why have you discovered us long ago, but you have kept silent?"

The high priest raised his head, his gray pupils carried an inexplicable meaning: "I hope that one day, the gap can be opened, so that the silent torrent can flow out again."

"Gap? Torrent?" Angel didn't know what the high priest was referring to.

"The Kulakuka people have been immersed in the illusion of peace for nearly a thousand years. I only hope that there will be an opportunity to pry open the door to change." The high priest said bluntly.

The high priest made it very clear, but he didn't say why he did this.

Angel put this topic on hold for the time being, but returned to the original answer: "You said earlier that the temple is not a place for conversation. You can find me for nothing, but I will go to you if I have something to do. So, what do you think I What will I do to you?"

The high priest pondered for a moment, then lightly threw out two words: "Soul source."

(End of this chapter)