Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 426 Farewell to the Homeland
At this moment, an emerald green figure passed through the crowd, stood in front of everyone, and fell to the ground facing Angel's direction.

"My lord, I am willing to take your order as the highest order, and I am willing to obey your command."

This is a green girl, the light green tutu spread out on the ground because of her kneeling, like a young shoot in early spring, trembling with greenness.

Angel and Shadow were no strangers to her, and they were the first Kulakuka tribe they encountered when they entered the Garden of Living Souls.

Babaya of Muya Village.

Angor glanced at the high priest from the corner of his eye. Baba Ya's appearance in this line was obviously arranged by the high priest.

There was a hint of pleading in Babaya's eyes, as if something was in her throat.But she didn't say it, she just knelt on the ground and expressed her loyalty to Angel.

With Baba Ya taking the lead to show sincerity, it's like a domino effect.A young man with eyes full of admiration for Babaya also knelt down after thinking for a while.The teenager's parents were a middle-aged couple. They knelt down when they saw their son, they glanced at each other and knelt down...one by one, from point to face, and in just one minute, everyone knelt down and said to An Gale swore an oath of loyalty.

Seeing this, the high priest couldn't help stroking his beard, with smiles and tears in his eyes.When he was picking out the candidate to leave, he remembered that Angel had said that he knew Baba Ya, so he chose Muya Village as the base point for his selection this time. Relying on Babaya, it worked wonders.

Angel nodded until everyone had finished taking the oath.

Since he promised to take them away, it is natural to consider how to arrange them now.

Although there are 81 of them, but they are too small. If they are crowded together, a box with a length of one meter and a width of one meter can fit it.

So, the space to house them, the remaining space inside the bracelet is more than adequate.But it is impossible for him to stuff them directly into the bracelet, after all, there are some precious items inside, and he can't always pay attention to the situation inside the bracelet on weekdays.

After thinking about it, Angel took out a piece of "ebony" from the bracelet, and as the hot melting method wore away, the magic hand quickly made fine carvings, about 2 minutes later.A high-rise building that Angel had seen in the earth city appeared in front of everyone.

At the bottom of the four-meter-tall building model, Ingres set up a circular fixed base with several square concave grids left on the base.

The appearance of the model of this building made all the Kulakuka people whisper in surprise.

Angel placed the model of the building in front of everyone, then pointed to Babaya and asked her to step forward: "You, come here."

Babaya pointed at herself, looked left and right and found that there was no one around, so she came to the base of the model building with a little anxiety.

"What's your name?" Angel asked, pretending not to know.

Babaya was stunned for a moment, as if she understood something, she lowered her head and responded, "Babaya. My name is Babaya, my lord."

"Okay. Baba Ya, you will be the team leader of this branch for the time being." Angle paused, pointing to the high-rise model beside him: "This building has fifteen floors and nearly a hundred rooms. It's up to you Allocate occupancy for all."

Babaya had surprise on her face: "Is this really for us to live in? I know! Thank you, my lord!"

"I'll give you an hour to arrange for everyone to move in." Angel said, and asked Babaya to assign people to move in. Although it was the first time they had seen this type of living in the building, the structure inside was very simple. You can basically understand it at a glance.

After Babaya nodded to Angel, she took a deep breath, her expression on her face changed from immature to mature and serious, and she said to the people behind her: "Everyone, follow me, and gather at the bottom of the big... building."

Babaya began to be assigned to move in, while Angel glanced at the high priest and motioned him to come out.

The high priest nodded and followed Angel out of the century-old hall.

Shadow glanced at Angel, and instead of chasing after him, he stood by the edge of the building and explored inside with a curious face... The rooms inside the building are well-distributed, with seven or eight rooms on each floor. Room.The rooms are small but they are all equipped with a terrace. The most interesting thing is that each room has no door, but a lot of wood is piled up inside the room. Apparently, Angel meant to let them make their own doors and furniture.

"It's kind of considerate. Considering the boredom during the journey, I specially left wood for them." Shadow curled his lips, gaining a deeper understanding of Angel's level of detail.

On the other side, Angel brought the high priest to the outside of the Centennial Hall.

Angel said to the high priest: "Anything that is iconic about the Kulakuka tribe, such as fruits and vegetables, livestock, books, or even artwork... I can take it with me as I see fit."

Since Angel agreed to the high priest's request, he naturally wanted to do his best.A race without cultural background and survival wisdom, even if it continues, is it really the Kulakuka tribe?That's why Angel said that.

The high priest looked at Angel and was in a trance for a moment.

After a while, he let the hummingbird land on the ground, and bowed deeply to Angel: "It may be the real destiny of the Kulakuka tribe to meet adults here."

Angel sneered and said nothing about the so-called "fate".

The high priest left, and an hour later, he brought almost all the priests and a team of hummingbird knights to the Centennial Hall.

The priests represent the inheritance of culture, and each priest holds a thick stack of leather scrolls, Bayeux books, and scrolls.

Hummingbird knights represent the wisdom of life. They carry all kinds of sundries in their hands, including handicrafts, plant seeds and seedlings, and even a few knights holding struggling beast cubs.

"My lord, these things..." The high priest was rarely ashamed. From his point of view, he brought too many things.

Angel glanced at it, but didn't feel much.Just imagine, the members of the Kulakuka tribe are basically the size of one hand, and no matter how many things they have in their hands, it's just the same thing.For example, Angel saw a certain priest holding the Bayeux book in his hand. If he didn't look carefully, he would think it was gravel.

So, for Angor, these things are not too much.

Angel casually piled up a layer of fertile soil and returned to the Centennial Hall.The soil is piled in the square grid at the base of the building, and these Kulakuka people can grow themselves and have ample food and clothing during the journey.

When the Hummingbird Knight and the priests who followed him saw the model of the building, everyone kept looking at it in amazement.Then, under the command of Baba Ya, everyone worked together to add "cultural heritage" and "wisdom of life" to the building.

The clock turned another small frame, and everything in the building was finally done.

Angel signaled the priest and the Hummingbird Knight to leave the building, and Angel came to the front of the building, tilting the magic power in his hand, and several illusion nodes appeared around the building.

Illusions are general psychedelic effects that prevent people inside the building from stepping out.

Then, Angel said to everyone: "Farewell, this is the last minute of your stay in your homeland."

After the words fell, almost all the 81 Kulakuka people standing at the base of the building, except for the children, shed tears.

Angel didn't care about how they dealt with their feelings of separation, and used their eyes to find Babaya who was sitting alone on the stairs behind the crowd.

"What do you want to say to me?" Angel said to Babaya.

Baba Ya raised her head in confusion, and seeing Angel standing in the distance quietly watching her, she immediately stood up: "My lord..."

"Just whisper, I can hear you."

When Babaya expressed his heartfelt first, he noticed the little girl with a hint of pleading in her eyes.But she didn't choose to say it right away, which made Angel feel a little fond of her.

If she really said it at that time, and she was suspected of asking for information, Angel would never agree.But she didn't say it at that time, she just conveyed her request to him with her eyes.It was Angel's choice whether he was willing to give back to her request.

"My lord, my grandma has only me as a family member. If I leave her, I don't know how sad she will be. Besides, this may be a forever parting..." Babaya burst into tears when she thought of her elderly grandma more than.

"You want to take your grandma with you?"

Babaya nodded.

"I don't know how far this road will go. Don't think that you can get through it easily. You must know that the unknown is the most terrifying. I believe this road must be full of hardships. Are you sure you want to take your grandma with you? And, your grandma is really willing to leave Can you make decisions for your grandma when you are far away from your homeland and the fallen leaves cannot return to their roots?"

Babaya thought for a while, then nodded heavily.She and her grandma have been dependent on each other since childhood, and she doesn't want to leave grandma alone anyway.

"Okay. Now that you have decided, I will take her with me when I leave. You are responsible for all the consequences."

After Angel finished speaking, he no longer talked to Baba Ya, but came to the high priest: "The time has come, we are leaving."

Accompanied by faint sobs in the building, Angel waved his hand and put the building into the bracelet.

The high priest looked at the empty space in front of him, feeling both sad and hopeful.

"Thank you, my lord..." The high priest knelt down in front of Angel, his head on the floor, and tears rolled down his face.As he knelt down, all the other priests bowed with their ribbons in their hands; the knight took off his helmet and bowed to Angel.

"Get up. The future is still uncertain. I may not be able to bear the gratitude now."

After Angel finished speaking, he nodded to the shadow who had been watching the show: "Let's go."

Shadow nodded, and the two of them plus a puppet jumped over the kneeling crowd and disappeared outside the century-old hall.

The people kneeling on the ground did not get up for a long time.At some point, a priest wiped his tears and walked up to the high priest, trying to help him up.But when he reached out to touch it, the high priest collapsed on the ground, his face ashen.

Only then did everyone realize that the high priest was dead.But there were tears in the corners of his eyes, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth...

On the other side, when Angel and Shadow passed the holy mountain, they suddenly heard a faint chanting.

They looked up, only to find that on the top of the holy mountain, a group of singers were closing their eyes, singing "The Fairy Epic" over and over again. The singer standing at the front was the one who was selected into the sky choir this time. A girl with a black birthmark on her face.

The sun is just emerging, shining on the earth.

"The first brave man broke into the flowery manor with a sword in one hand, and picked the first rose stained with morning dew under the hope of the red-haired princess."

"The second brave man restrained his hostility and hid in the kingdom of the giant snake. Under the mask of a cunning human, he waited for the dawn of the second night in the bloody war."

"The third brave man spread his wings and stepped into the dark castle. While the high priest chanted softly, he took up the scepter to welcome the third guest of glory."

"The fourth brave man opened the door in the sky with the chant, and under the guidance of the brilliance, opened the black tome to awaken the fourth soul."

The original "Fairy Epic" should end here.

But this time, the poets did not end, but still used the voice of nature to sing what they had never heard before—the fifth stanza.

"The last hero, carrying hope to illuminate the hopeless dawn, the soul sinking in the sea of ​​suffering, follow the lighthouse in the dark to find the morning light..."

(End of this chapter)