Chapter 23

The red face couldn't help but get worse.

But his attack never stopped, the crazy vines were still attacking the mask.

Suddenly a hand appeared from behind him, stopping his movement.

"Enough." The deep and hoarse voice made Norman look sideways. The moment he saw the person, he heard the high priest beside him sigh, "It really is you."

Facing the tall man who suddenly appeared, the high priest didn't seem surprised at all.

Norman was also very familiar with this man.

The man raised his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to laugh, but he gave up the plan because of his stiff face. He scanned everyone present, and finally his eyes fell on Qing who was hiding behind Norman.

"Qing...why did you come back..."

The man seemed a little helpless, and his tone was as pampering as ever.

There was mist brewing in Qing's big eyes, she stared blankly at the man's face, her lips trembling constantly.

With a sound, Norman watched her let go of the corner of her clothes and ran towards the man crying, and he looked at the high priest reflexively.

It wasn't just him, except for the young people who closed their eyes and concentrated on chanting the spell, the young man also looked at the high priest.

The high priest still had a smile on his face, and even opened the mask for Qing. His eyes passed Qing's back and stared at the man.

The man caught Qing who was running towards her, and he patted her head. He seemed to have no choice but to indulge this wayward younger sister.

But he cast a reproachful look at the high priest: "You shouldn't have brought her here."

The high priest looked at him gently, with a frozen smile on his face: "She is your important person, if you don't stop her, who can stop her?"

The man was persuaded by the high priest, he rubbed Qing's head and sighed: "You are right, it's all my fault."

Qing hugged his thigh, sobbing and choking, occasionally leaking some words from her mouth: "Wuwu... Big brother... Big brother... Brother Hei..."

"There must be someone to correct the mistake." Hearing her cry, the man said lightly, he hugged Qing with one hand, "Don't cry, my little princess. It won't hurt very much."

Norman heard the chanting stopped, the youths had put down their staffs, a large area of ​​white light lit up, and the red vines also glowed with white light and began to disappear gradually. At the same time, he saw the fallen green ——in the form of being split in half.

When Qing was divided into two, blood sprayed all over the man, his deep black eyes looked inorganic like a monster.

Norman watched this scene indifferently, and it took a few seconds for him to remember to see the high priest.

The high priest's face illuminated by the white light still looked very holy, but... other than that, Norman could no longer see his other emotions.

Qing's death, if you want to talk about it, the high priest can be regarded as an accomplice, because he let Qing run out, if the girl stayed in the mask, she would not be killed by Hei.

Norman saw the people in the mask one by one. The young man stood expressionlessly behind the high priest, his eyes were indifferent. He didn't even look at Qing's body, but focused on Hei. Compared with the dead people , he was more wary of him.

The two young priests stood at the forefront. Norman could only see their backs, but he could find that they had no fluctuations. They had been standing there since they put down their staffs, and their postures did not change.

After Qing's death, everyone present was indifferent to each other. Even Hong, who was born with her compatriot, just stood behind the man. After the man came out, he seemed to be able to see only him in his eyes.

Norman suddenly wanted to sigh. Sure enough, the gods are merciless, and no one from the Priests Association would blame the high priest and make him feel a little sorry.

As if aware of his sigh, the high priest twitched his eyelashes, moved a few steps, held Norman's hand and whispered, "It's okay."

——I will protect you.

Norman smiled and squeezed the high priest's hand.

After the white light faded, black and red still stood in place.

Originally, Hong couldn't resist the purification, but Black stood in front of him and covered a large area of ​​him, and he remained unscathed.

Hei wiped off the blood on his face, and said with a smile: "We have known each other for so many years and have never faced each other. Don't you think today is a perfect opportunity?"

His words went to the high priest, who was silent for a few seconds before agreeing.

Seeing this, Hei's smile deepened a bit. He tilted his head slightly, and whispered to Hong behind him, "Run quickly later."

Hong bit his lips and remained silent, but Hei didn't care about him, and looked at the high priest who came out of the mask.

Hei's weapon is a big knife, and only this big knife has the power to cut Qing in half.

The high priest still sacrificed his staff. Although the high priest is a light mage, most of these mages have no offensive ability in the hearts of everyone, but the son of God is different from other people after all, let alone him. What he was dealing with was the monster he was supposed to restrain.

There was no suspense in this duel, so Norman never looked at this gorgeous battle from the beginning. He looked at red, and the boy still focused on black. Those demonized red eyes were full of black eyes. figure.

1 minutes, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

Until now, Hei was pointed to the heart by the high priest's staff, and he didn't move a step.

Although Norman didn't want the enemy to run away, he couldn't help but sigh when he saw such a well-behaved enemy.

The High Priest accepted Black's invitation just to show that he would not attack Red, and Black could see clearly that apart from the High Priest, among the few remaining people, Hong could still have a chance of life.

But this is all based on the premise that Hong escapes. Hong remains motionless, wasting Hei's heart, and makes Norman even more puzzled. The current plot is far from the one he knows.

In the original plot, Qing was not dead, not only did she not die, she also replaced the two dead brothers as the new heir,

But now, black and red are not like the usual behaviors of people after being demonized.

In Norman's view, demonized people are more like being blackened. After being demonized, weak people are attacked by endless evil thoughts, and gradually become walking dead who only know to chase after killing intent. After being transformed, it will be swallowed by the obsession in the heart, and there is nothing else to care about except the obsession.

Hei Yuan's performance just showed this point, but now both of them are acting too rationally, which confuses Norman.

The high priest's staff touched Hei's heart, and Hei's face was calm, even with a smile: "Hurry up and do it."

Hong took a few steps forward, Norman's figure flickered, stepped out of the mask, and appeared behind him, as if he had never heard of it, he still walked forward, watching that he was about to walk in front of the high priest, and stayed behind One of the youths in the light mask shouted: "Monster!" After saying that, a ball of light shot out from his staff and came towards Hong.

Norman was a little displeased, but he didn't do anything. With a flash in front of his eyes, he saw a strong figure standing in front of Hong, and the ball of light hit him with a crackling sound.

Blood was overflowing from the corner of Hei's mouth, but his eyes became extremely dangerous. When he looked at the young man, it was as terrifying as if he wanted to peel him alive.

Not being frightened by this look, the young man moved his staff, and brilliant light shot out immediately, as fast as lightning, and rushed straight to Hei. The magic with great power was cut off by him.

The young priest's face turned pale, and he looked at the high priest in a panic. The high priest smiled and said soothingly: "He is a rare and powerful man in this world."

Even though he said so, compared to the high priest who subdued him with only a staff, this young man was too weak in comparison.

The young man who had been staying behind shook his head. Sure enough, he is the only son of God in this world. No one can be qualified for the position of high priest except Edward K. Kylo. Norman's malice reached its peak in an instant, if it wasn't for him...

In Black Eyes, the young man is just a clown-like existence. He was originally an extremely proud person. In the past, the Priests Association did not think highly of others except the high priest. Now that he has been demonized, his character is even more serious than before. He was a lot more arrogant, he stared at the high priest, and said the same words as before: "Hurry up and do it."

For him, dying at the hands of the high priest is probably the right way for him to die, so as not to humiliate his status as a strong man.

As he wished, the high priest raised his staff and began to chant the incantation.

Norman followed behind Hong. He watched Hei holding Hong's hand, and understood that the two planned to die together. Since they couldn't run away, dying together was the best ending.

After thinking about it, he returned to the side of the high priest. Before he told the high priest to chant, those eyes looked at him, but the meaning was very clear: come back to me.

Norman knew that he and the High Priest were friends. According to the rules of the game, it was impossible for the High Priest's attack to hurt him, but in order to make the High Priest feel at ease, he returned to his side.

It didn't take long for the high priest to chant this time. Some inscriptions floated from mid-air and surrounded the black and red people, forming a circle, entwining them.

As the high priest chanted, a look of pain appeared on the black and red faces, and white light began to glow from the ends of their bodies.

Inch by inch, the two of them were gradually swallowed by the white light.

Finally, a black transparent stone fell to the ground.

At this time, the Yuyi tribe has long since returned to the usual situation, and even the land that was barren of grass just now is green.

The black stone fell to the ground, appearing more transparent.

The high priest walked forward and tapped the stone with his staff. The stone shot up into the sky, exploded in mid-air, and when the powder fell, it formed scenes of images.

The few people present couldn't help but put their attention into it.

After reading it, Norman let out a sigh of relief, his eyes fell on Qing's corpse, and he wondered whether he should talk about retribution or fate...

The author has something to say: there is one more update, _(:з」∠)_ but it may be early in the morning, this chapter is to make up for yesterday, and the word count will be added to each chapter from now on

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