Leopard of another world

The holy mountain is located in the god-given mountain range in the northernmost part of Eden. It is nearly 5000 meters high. There is a long and narrow stone step at the foot of the mountain leading to the top of the mountain.

Because the mountain is shrouded in mysterious power all the year round, blocking all teleportation magic, one hundred and one people who participated in the festival of the gods had to climb to the top of the holy mountain on foot. The accompanying holy knights led by Evan, the Holy Knight of Light, and the three cardinal archbishops, including Principal Joseph, were all on board.

There are no birds or animals in the dense forest of the holy mountain. When stepping into the foot of the mountain, everyone seems to have arrived in another world in an instant. The silence, coldness and mystery are like the mist of the morning light floating around, making people even breathe involuntarily.

Lance lowered his head quietly and walked among the festival participants. After stepping into the holy mountain area, the communication of the spiritual link was completely blocked by the mysterious force, which made him have to think about the possible situation repeatedly to ensure that it would be safe to destroy the festival.

As the host of the festival, his task is extremely simple. Human beings with the blessing of the God of Light can accommodate and release the power of the light system much higher than ordinary humans, so in the festival of the gods, he only serves as a host for a hundred participants. The carrier of the output power of the light system, and then reflects this huge light power to the sky through the complex sacred circle, in order to obtain the response of the God of Light.

As long as part of the power of the light system is prevented from being poured into the magic circle, the ritual of the gods cannot be successful.

It took half a day to start climbing before the sun rose. At noon when the sun was the hottest, a huge team of hundreds of people climbed to the top of the mountain. The huge sacred magic circle was engraved on a naturally formed smooth stone surface. The magic circle that Lance saw before the God of Light blessed the baptism was somewhat similar.

Under the command of the two cardinals, one hundred and one people quickly took their positions. Lance stood on the hexagram in the center of the magic circle, wearing a white robe and holding a wing pattern carved from white marble. The Holy Knight of Light, Evan, was Standing facing him on the periphery of the magic circle, with a solemn expression, the rapier is propped on the stone surface, and the hilt is held with folded hands, like a solidified statue.

At the moment when the sun rose to its highest point, Bishop Joseph raised his hands and loudly recited a hymn praising the God of Light.

The chants were sung slowly, and a hundred participants of the ceremony closed their eyes and recited the ethereal chants, raising their hands high, and the golden sunlight sprinkled on everyone's faces, showing a sense of holiness.

Bright white light gradually glowed under everyone's feet. The light poured into the dark stripes of the magic circle from all directions, and rushed to the hexagram in the center. With the light shining, the magic circle gradually showed its original appearance, a huge angel The wings filled the formation, and the hexagram in the center suddenly burst into dazzling light. Countless tiny light beams rose from the ground, twisted into a torrent, enveloped Lance, and bathed him in a holy white light.

Lance felt thousands of huge light elements pouring into his body continuously, and every cell was stretched. He closed his eyes happily, absorbing the energy of the light elements without any scruples, according to what the bishop said before. As instructed, he squatted down, put his hands on the ground, and tried to inject a little energy of the light system into the hexagram.

Not too much, Lance thought, it would be bad if he accidentally made the ceremony a success.

Extremely stingy, he squeezed a little bit of strength into his fingertips, Lance curled his lips, and squeezed it out of his fingertips like squeezing toothpaste.

After squeezing for a long time, the light elements in the body circulated happily, without any intention of coming out.

The corner of Lance's mouth twitched, feeling that the power of the light system in his body had nearly doubled in just a moment, and he squeezed again with more strength.

Still no response.

There seemed to be an invisible film covering his skin, preventing all power output.

At this moment, one hundred participants had injected more than half of the power of the light system into Lance's body. Their faces turned pale, their bodies were crumbling, and they were obviously close to exhaustion.

As a carrier of the power of the light system, the capacity of light energy in Lance's body has almost touched the upper limit of his current power.

Lance felt something was wrong.

The overabundance of light energy in his body made him a little uncomfortable, and the broken wings pattern on his wrist, which was branded with the blessing of the God of Light, was astonishingly hot, as if even that piece of skin was going to be burned to death.

"Stop!"

He opened his eyes and shouted coldly.

The two cardinals didn't hear it, they still raised their hands and chanted hymns.

"Stop immediately, the ceremony cannot be successful!"

The power of the light system in the body is still rapidly expanding, and Lance feels that power is about to move in the body, not satisfied with the limited space, and is looking for a possible breakthrough.

The old wound seems to be torn apart...

Cold sweat slid down Lance's forehead, he shifted his gaze, and suddenly bumped into Evan's blue eyes mixed with doubts and tension.

Only Evan, who was always paying attention to Lance, saw his abnormal behavior. An ominous premonition flooded the paladin's mind. He clenched the silver sword in his hand and walked towards Lance.

"do not come!"

With a shout, Evan walked faster, and stopped beside him almost in the blink of an eye.

"Lance, go and rest! I'll take over as the host!"

"Idiot, didn't you hear what I said! Do you know that if you come in, you will die..."

Before he finished speaking, Lance saw half of the power of the light system poured into his body make a sharp bend and plunge into the body of the holy knight of light. Before he could blink, the holy knight of light suddenly twisted his face and knelt down On the ground, he held the hilt of the sword tightly and bowed his waist.

"Reintroduce the power of the light system into the magic circle, try it!" Lance's discomfort was relieved a little by the diverted power. He tried to turn Evan's face away, but saw that the other party bit his lip dripping with blood.

"No... I... can't pour it back..."

The rapidly expanding power of the light system raging in Evan's body caused severe pain to the holy knight of light. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked at the two bishops, and hissed at the top of his lungs: "The situation is wrong! My lord bishop! Please stop the ceremony immediately!"

The bishop didn't respond. Instead, the priests who were closest to them, who participated in the ceremony, panted and cast puzzled eyes, and hesitantly put down their hands.

"Continue! The festival cannot be stopped without my order!"

Principal Joseph suddenly spoke, and the voice amplified by magic rang in everyone's ears. The hymns chanted by the priests became louder and louder. Evan's eyes widened in disbelief, and his head was covered in cold sweat.

Lance felt the long-lost pain spreading on his back, and the sticky warm touch on his back made him sure that the old wound opened again, and the raging light elements in his body seemed to find an exit, rushing to his back, sharp The pain made Lance tremble all over his body. He stared at the two cardinals with his dark eyes, held Evan's hand tightly, drew out his rapier, and rushed out of the circle.

"Stop them!" the cardinal shouted, "They want to destroy the ceremony! You will pay for your innocent lives!"

This sentence was more effective than ever. The person closest to them swung his staff obliquely and hit him head-on. Lance staggered away, raised his head panting, and widened his eyes in astonishment.

"Lawrence?!"

"Go back and complete the ceremony! I don't want to be buried with you!"

The second attack came, and the severe pain in his back was beyond imagination. Lance was in a daze, and he was hit by the sap hard, almost fainting.

Something wants to come out of the wound.

Kneeling on the ground, Lance saw Evan's body tense and trembling, his back swelled high, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"What the hell is... what's going on..." Panting, Evan squeezed out a hoarse growl from his throat, and the imprint of the God of Light's blessing on his chest was glowing with sharp pain, which was fading little by little.

"No...we...have to leave!" Like a wounded beast growling in a low voice, Evan grabbed Lance's wrist and dragged him towards the periphery of the magic circle, bursting into the air with all his strength. The two bishops stopped chanting for the participants who wanted to stop them along the road, and unanimously summoned their staffs, waving them at Evan and Lance.

"Go back! Sacrifice! Complete your mission!"

The binding magic formed a thin strip of light and rushed towards Lance and Evan. Evan dragged Lance to dodge left and right, and retreated to the edge of the cliff step by step.

Lance was gasping for breath. He felt as if his back had been cut open by a sharp knife, and a spoon was digging out the bloody internal organs. The pain had reached a limit.

He never knew that the light element could also cause him such pain.

Evan's back bulged even more severely, a pale bone protruded from the flesh, and blood splashed out with a pop.

"My lord bishop! This can't be a ritual of the gods, something went wrong!"

Principal Joseph looked at Evan, looked at the binding light belt that was almost touching their bodies, and showed a gentle smile.

"Of course this is not a ritual of the gods, children, you are about to become the greatest existence among human beings!"

"Evan, take me away! I... I'm afraid..." Lance suddenly trembled violently, and his expression showed unprecedented fear.

The moment the binding light belt was about to wrap around them, a decisive and cold color flashed in Evan's eyes. He hugged Lance, gritted his teeth, fell back, and fell off the cliff.

A gray feather rose from the edge of the cliff and slowly fell to the ground.

The bishop rushed to the edge of the cliff in panic and looked around. In the abyss, the terrifying bone wings spread out horizontally. On the back of the human being embraced by the owner of the bone wings, a pair of gray-black wings hung down feebly, stained with blood.

The two figures disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The author has something to say: changed... mutated = mouth =! !

The one with amazing wings is the most loving! >w

Next update, Wednesday night, see you Wednesday Oh Mina-san /~