[Western Fantasy] The mystery of life and death

When Lorca brought back the "dream wine", Mason was pacing slowly, looking around Palmer, and Palmer was already cleaned up and dressed neatly, except for the frightened There was nothing wrong with his expression, his whole body, as if nothing had happened.

There was a flash of light in Loka's hand, and the silver jug ​​containing the "dream wine" had disappeared.Lorca guessed that Mason had transferred the silver jug ​​to the altar.In the blink of an eye, Palmer was also moved to the doorway below the altar, and seemed to have fallen into a coma.Behind the gate is the secret road leading to the "Caprico" pool.

"Lorka, come." Mason stepped forward to hold Loka's hand, the light and shadow flickering in front of his eyes, and the two of them came to the altar.Loka was surprised to find that the huge seven-pointed star array on the ground of the altar had disappeared, replaced by a pattern of many intertwined curves. Loka identified carefully, some of which seemed to be very ancient Aranti language.The stone platform in the center of the altar is covered with a black velvet curtain.At this time, the stone platform looked more like a large dining table, with the silver pot and silver cup that Luoka had just brought on it.In the pot is the "dream wine" that is as dark as blood.

Mason caressed the silver jug, and the wine actually shimmered.Roca knew that Mason was refining the wine with the secret method of the Shadow Moon Clan, which would make the "dream wine" more condensed.Gradually, the whole body of the silver pot glowed with a melting silver light, and Mason's quiet and focused face was holy and ethereal in the silver light.Looking at him, Lorca couldn't help but feel a trace of panic inexplicably, as if Mason would melt into the light in the next moment.

Lorca secretly reviewed all the details in his heart. So far, everything has gone smoothly.But Lorca always felt that Mason seemed to be hiding something from him.Loka looked around, and he judged that what was drawn on the ground should be a formation, but he had never seen it in the classics. This ancient formation may have been taught by Morris, but for some reason, these patterns are somewhat familiar Inexplicably, he felt as if he had seen it somewhere.Lorca felt strange. In the whole plan, as long as the operation started, it seemed that there was nothing Mason needed to do.Mason just needs to wait here in peace.Why did he arrange such a formation?

"Mason, what is this?" Lorca looked around and asked.

Mason continued to cast the alcoholic liquor steadily, and looked up at him calmly, "It's used by Morris to restrain that monster. It can also help us temporarily restrain the call of the 'Holy Light Contract'." He explained indifferently. "But you'd better hurry up, this formation won't last long."

"Mason, don't worry, everyone is ready! According to the plan, our elites have already mixed into the guards and arrived at the designated reception position; this time, including myself, six elders participated in the operation, Hamilton, Waldron, Washburn has been in ambush underground, and is responsible for rescuing the underground Shadowmoon people; my father and mother are also in ambush on Timothy's only way, and I will join them after triggering Caprico. I surveyed, Your location is far away from the Caprico pool, and with special magic blessings, the building structure is extremely strong and will not collapse easily. You are right here, safe, waiting for me! When the war is over, we will go home together!"

In fact, all aspects of the plan were determined after repeated deliberation.But Lorca couldn't help combing it again.He also realizes that this is completely unnecessary.

But the more people want to emphasize something, the more they are afraid of something.Lorca felt inexplicably wanting to appease Mason, although Mason was actually calmer than him, maybe what he really wanted to appease was his inner worries.Everything went smoothly according to plan, but he didn't know why he still had such unreasonable anxiety.

Mason listened patiently. The wine had already been refined, and the dark red wine had now completely turned into milky white.Mason picked up the silver jug ​​and slowly poured the wine into the silver cup.The wine contained in this large silver jug ​​could have filled five silver cups like this before, but now one full jug can only be condensed into one cup.

"Lorka, there is a weapon that is just right for you." Mason gently put down the silver pot and came to Loka, a burst of light and shadow flickered, and the Dark Palech Scepter appeared in his hand.He held up the scepter flatly, "This is the magic weapon of Morris, and it is also the patron saint scepter of the Shadowmoon Clan. You are now familiar with the secret technique of Kedile Mountain and the secret technique of my Shadowmoon Clan. Your current realm can completely control the divine scepter. I am broken, please use the guardian divine scepter of the Shadowmoon tribe to avenge my people. I believe you can do it! I will wait for your good news, in the here."

Loka took over the Dark Palech Scepter, and he immediately had a harmonious soul connection with the Scepter after injecting a little mana, as if it was an innate part of himself.

This magic scepter is so handy, it is suitable for the battle to encircle and wipe out Timothy. Loka did not refuse, "Okay! Mason, I borrowed it first, and I will return it to you after the battle is over."

Mason gave a soft "hmm", and then urged, "Lorca, you can go directly to the ambush point to meet up now. You don't need to escort Palmer, I cast a secret spell on him just now, and he will be in a fully awake state Walk into the Caprico pool by yourself, there will never be any flaws along the way. You don't have to push him in."

Lorca knew that Mason was worried that Caprico would not be able to evacuate in time when it erupted, but the matter was of great importance, and he was still worried if he didn't watch Palmer go in with his own eyes.

"I've been prepared for a long time. Although I can't form an formation out of thin air like you, I have joined the Presbyterian Church anyway, and the space transfer formation has long been out of the question. I have already arranged the transfer formation in advance It's just outside the water pool gate, and when I escort him in, I'll teleport from there to the ambush site after the gate is closed." Loka habitually wanted to pat Mason on the shoulder vigorously, but he suddenly remembered that Mason was now In such a situation, his hand was suspended in mid-air and then abruptly retracted.Loka pouted to hide his embarrassment, "You underestimate me too."

Mason showed a long-lost smile, "How dare you underestimate our Highness Loka, now you are the youngest elder elder in the history of Aranti." Mason patted his breastplate lightly, and the two couldn't help but smile at each other.

"I know you have made arrangements." Mason said, "Of course I believe in you! And all the elders." Mason lowered his eyes, "After you succeed, the binding force of the 'Holy Light Contract' will also be lifted, and by then It will be very difficult for us to restrain the monster. This formation won't last long. I don't want to become a monster, so I need to use 'dream wine' to anesthetize the monster." Mason glanced at the silver cup on the stone platform, "You started the war Sometimes, I will be driven by a strong call, so I also need to use this dose for pain relief. After you leave, I will drink the 'dream wine' and sleep comfortably, and all troubles will disappear give it to you."

"That's fine." Loka nodded.But for some reason, Lorca still felt uneasy, and Mason's explanation was completely reasonable.But Lorca always felt inexplicably empty in his heart. "Mason, you just wait here with peace of mind. When everything is over, we will go back to Alanti together!"

"Okay." Mason's eyes were clear and he smiled peacefully.

When Lorca turned around and was about to leave, Mason suddenly called softly behind him, "Lorka! Wait!"

Lorca immediately turned around and asked, "What? What's wrong?"

Mason stared at him deeply, "I have one more small request."

"What is it?" Loka asked anxiously.

Mason chuckled lightly, "It's not a serious matter, this dose of 'Dream Wine' can bring me into the deepest sleep, and even resist the call of the 'Holy Contract of Light'. Wait until the soul-devouring monster is completely exorcised. Wake me up please?"

"Then, of course—yes." Lorca looked at Mason probingly, feeling uneasy in his heart. He didn't dare to guess how much Mason expected to exorcise the monster.He couldn't bear to tell Mason that the elders were not sure about expelling the Soul Devourer.

"Lorca! I don't want to become a monster! In case, if there is no way to get rid of the monster in the end, I can directly purify it with the fire of purgatory!" Mason's eyes were calm and determined.

"No! No! No ifs! No ifs!" Loka's chest was sourly tangled up, "No! No!"

"I believe in you. It's just that if you reach that point, instead of waking up again after being sealed for a thousand years like Morris and continuing to suffer endless torture, thorough purification is the best relief. The true meaning of life is freedom, and life and death are part of life." .The fountain of life loops back and forth, surging endlessly. And I will not feel the slightest pain in the deep sleep of the 'dream wine'." Mason's expression is still calm, "I just said 'in case', but it shouldn't be It will get there, I believe in you, it will work, it will wake me up again, won't you, Lorca?"

Loka strode forward and held Mason's arm, "Yes." But he turned his head slightly, not daring to look directly into Mason's eyes.

"I will sleep for a long time, and it may be a long time before we meet again." Mason whispered, "I still want to see your original appearance."

Lorca closed his eyes, focusing on running his mana to wash away the effects of the disfiguring and dyeing potions.In a few breaths, when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his original heroic appearance. He still had the deep eyebrows that Mason was familiar with. His blue eyes were clear, his face was handsome and resolute, and his short golden hair reflected the sunshine-like luster in the dark. Wearing armor, holding a dark Palech scepter in his hand, he stands tall and straight, like a god of war.

"I also think I should fight back in my original form and take revenge with the original posture of the Alanteans." The corners of Loka's mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident smile. "I'll avenge you, and we'll go home together!"

Mason smiled happily, as clear and bright as when he was a boy, "Okay." He lowered his head shyly like when he was a boy, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and looked up at Loka, "I have something to tell you."

For some reason, Mason seems to be in good condition, but Luoka has a feeling that he will disappear in the next moment. Luoka endured the panic and raised his hand to gently support Mason's arm, "Well, what is it."

"Lorca, I love you. It has never changed." Mason's magnificent purple eyes are clear and clear, "But this is my business and has nothing to do with you. You don't mind. I know that your love is the love of friends. "

Luoka's chest seemed to be hit hard by a huge warm current, and it turned into thousands of indescribable feelings, tumbling and rushing, washing his whole mind like a torrent. He could neither admit nor deny, "Mason, you...", But Mason stretched out his index finger and put it on his lips, "We are still friends. Okay? I believe you will use all your strength to save me and help me get rid of the monster. Maybe I can still catch up with you and Triss Blessings for your wedding." Mason took a half step back and opened his arms with a smile, "Now, can you give me a parting hug?"

Loka resisted the soreness in his eyes, but his eyes were blurred with tears. He stepped forward and gently hugged Mason's thin body. He tried his best to restrain his excitement, for fear that accidentally exerting force would aggravate the pain of Mason's wounds all over his body.Mason leaned in Loka's arms, gently hugging his beloved back, his cheek fondly caressing Loka's neck, Mason would get used to this every time he eased his fear in this familiar embrace since he was a child Sexually rubbing against each other, at this moment, it seems that they have returned to those days of childhood and adolescence.

Mason whispered in Loka's ear, "Loka, goodbye, I'll wait for you." The next moment, Mason let go of his arm and stepped back a few steps freely, his mana quickly condensed into a teleportation formation in Loka When Lorca looked at Mason in the blurred light and shadow, he saw Mason holding up the silver cup and saluting him like a toast.