Out of the darkness there appeared a tall, gray-white column, the thickness of what appeared to be a human hug. The cylindrical indicates a very smooth finish, with a soft black circle flashing from the bottom. The aperture moved upwards along the column, and Catherine and Quisling's gaze involuntarily followed it until it reached the top of the column.

Quisling's snort suddenly increased by half a point, but he immediately disguised it. Catherine did not notice the slightest change in His Majesty the Demon King, but stared intently at the cylinder. At the top of the pillar stood a sculpture of a monster she had never seen before, with the body of a fish and the head of a lion.

The monster's body was long, slender and muscular, and covered with large, fan-shaped, half-moon-shaped scales, while the lion's head had thick, fluffy hair, turned fangs, and eyes that were wider than fists. The monster landed on the ground with a fish's tail, straightened its body, and the man stood up, opening his mouth to make a roar, which was very powerful and hideous.

The craftsmanship of the sculpture is so exquisite that it looks so vivid from a distance that it seems that the monster will jump off the column at any moment. The circle of light that comes up from the bottom of the cylinder will continue to move forward after reaching the top, following the monster's tail all the way through its body.

Unexpected changes followed. Wherever the aperture passed, the original gray-white stone sculpture turned into flesh and blood as if resurrected. The monster's body shone with a silvery sheen, and a mist erupted from each scale, and the fiery red mane on the lion's head fluttered and fluttered, and from time to time flames danced. It moved its body, soaking its spirits, and turned its head to glare at the female mage.

Catherine was furious by the two big eyes that shone fiercely, and even thought in her heart, "It's going to pounce". But the monster opened its mouth heroically and said, "Oh, welcome, welcome, dear audience, thank you for coming all the way to the Vortex Theater. ”

After saying a word, the monster that was still alive just now turned back into a lifeless sculpture again.

"Oh, welcome, welcome, dear audience, thank you for coming all the way to the Vortex Theatre. ”

The same words rang out behind the two of them. Catherine and Quisling looked at each other a little abruptly, then turned away. Sure enough, a large cylinder also appeared not far behind him, and its appearance and thickness were roughly the same as the previous one. It's just that the monster sculpture on the top of the cylinder is not a lion head with a fish body, but a snake body with an eagle head sitting there. When the monster is resurrected, it will be surrounded by foul-smelling muddy water that will "clatter" down from the pillar.

With the appearance of the first two columns, the third and fourth pillars also show their form to the left and front of the two of them. The image of the monster on the pillar is correspondingly the head of a sphinus and the head of an eagle and a snake.

The monster statues on these four pillars, under the influence of the black aura, will briefly revive and sell loudly.

Catherine kept looking around, captivated by the bizarre scene.

"Don't stare at them, their power is too strong, even a sculpture is enough to shake the origin of your soul. Quisling reminded the female disciple who could see it.

It's okay if the old man doesn't say it, this reminder, the female mage really feels that her eyes are blurry and her mind is heavy. She withdrew her gaze, closed her eyes and shook her head, but the dizziness worsened.

"Don't close your eyes, you'd better look at the point between the two pillars, and don't get your eyes sucked. His Majesty the Demon King laughed and said, "But my female disciple, this time I have opened my eyes and had the opportunity to meet the legendary creature." ”

Catherine did as she was told, her eyes fixed intently between the two columns, her dizziness immediately relieved, and she seemed to see a vague figure in the darkness.

"Why? Do you know what the four pillars are?" asked the mage, trying to concentrate.

"Legend has it that in the Discord Realm, one of the three mysterious places of the underworld, hides a magical maelstrom called the 'Funnel of the World'. If someone can find the funnel of the world and withstand the washing of the maelstrom, they can become the co-masters of the underground world. Quisling paused, and said in an eerie tone, "I'm telling you the most important secrets of the underworld. But the Maelstrom is guarded by the four rulers of the Discord Realm, so ......"

"I'm not interested in ruling the underworld, I don't need to tell me too much detail, and I don't want to know the details. Catherine interrupted the Demon King, "Are those four statues the four rulers?"

"I guess so, because I haven't seen the real faces of those four. "Although the specific descriptions of their appearance vary from legend to legend, the common denominator is very common - Lu Wenfei with the head of a lion with a fish, Silanguea with the head of a snake with a harpy, Fei Sulu with the head of a sphin, and Adlerxi with a head of a snake and an eagle." We should be in the Vortex Theater now, don't you think the name of the Theater suggests something?"

"I'm more interested in the vague figure than the connection between the two. Do you see?" the female mage didn't want to continue digging into the funnel of the world.

"Oh, if you can see that figure, you should see that we are actually in a vortex. The position of the four cylinders is constantly changing, and they rotate from left to right. His Majesty the Demon King instructed, "This is a good exercise, my female disciple. You can try to use the bull's-eye demon instinct that you control, and its vision is far greater than you think, allowing you to see more clearly. This grand theater is definitely not simple, and we have been included in it before we know it. ”

Catherine raised her left hand, a rolling eyeball popping out of her palm. Gisling said with a smile on his face: "It's a bit primitive, but it's a good start. ”

The female mage couldn't hear the Demon King's comments at all, and she was engrossed in making the blurry figure clear. So Catherine slowly saw an unusually tall armored samurai, who must have been more than two meters tall. He was wrapped in heavy silver armor and held a large sword that was half a man high, and he was running at an exaggerated speed. Behind the armored samurai was a scarlet cloak, which fluttered in the air, and the lower half burned with black flames.

▲ The armor warrior seemed to notice Catherine watching him, turned his head and swung his big sword at the female mage. Poor Catherine was struck so hard that she flew upside down and fell to the ground.

"Oh my God, what have you done?" said the troubadour's voice out of nowhere, "you damned reckless, look what you've made of our honored guest!"

The Windtalker tried to lift Catherine up from behind, "Ah, my noble goddess, forgive the ignorant and rude reckless man who has no politeness or grace in his mind. In addition to the endless killing, only that little bit of pathetic knightly dignity can still make him remember who he is. Do not be angry, and for the sake of your humble servant, do not hold him accountable for his offense and impudence. ”

In fact, Catherine was not harmed in any real way. It's just that this time it was like falling from a height of several hundred meters, falling on a pile of soft and elastic cotton. If it is an ordinary person, although the body is unscathed, the mind must be frightened, and the mind is even more dizzy. Fortunately, the lady, who was known for her senses, had not yet fully learned the feeling of fear, and after a moment of dizziness, she rose again with the help of the troubadour.

"Oh, that's amazing! You're a lady, and I-I-I-, my knight is willing to serve you. Catherine opened her eyes and heard rumbling in her ears. She saw the tall armored warrior standing in front of her, sword in his right hand, and fell to one knee with a "bang".

▲The size of the armor warrior is really tall, even if he kneels on the ground, he can actually look at each other at eye level with the female mage. His face was covered with a mask pulled from his helmet, smooth as a mirror, illuminating Catherine's cheeks.

However, in the eyes of the female mage, she saw a series of fancy inscriptions automatically appearing on that mask. The inscriptions were somewhat bizarre, but Catherine found herself able to read them using the rules of the Divine Word. The inscription reads: Commander of the Bercy Holy Order, Invincible Grand Knight - Kraft from Gontos.

"Bercy's Holy War Regiment, isn't that the most glorious invincible legion in the history of the Western Continent. This great knight named Kraft turned out to be the commander of the Holy War Regiment. The record in "A Brief History of the Western Continent" immediately appeared in Catherine's mind, "However, the name of the Holy War Regiment is relatively ancient, and it was not called so a hundred years ago, so this Kraft should also be a person of some years." It's just that he hasn't been mentioned in "A Brief History of the Western Continent", so he shouldn't be a famous figure. ”

The Grand Knight Kraft knelt down in front of Catherine at this moment, which should be an apology in disguise. As the Wind Whisperer Diech said, the Grand Knight retains the dignity of a knight. In view of the current situation, the female mage felt that since she was not injured, it would be better to accept the knight's apology first.

Catherine made a decision, cleared her throat and said, "The Great Knight ......," but before she could finish speaking, her mouth was immediately covered.

"You must not say his name, not even a word you see on his mask. His Majesty the Demon King whispered a warning in the female mage's ear, in a voice that she could barely hear.

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