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The black flames of the hands condensed in the idol became larger and larger, and the magic power became more and more amazing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a few minutes, the black flame in the right hand of the Night God gradually stretched into a rod shape, and gradually condensed into a staff that was a man tall.

The staff was dark and heavy, the texture was neither gold nor wood, and the incomparably mysterious nicks were densely carved on it, and clusters of black gas containing magic power swirled around, and it was infinitely powerful at a glance;

The black flame on the left hand of the idol gradually shrank into a ball, and finally condensed into a dark black spell book with a thick and exquisite cover. The material for the spellbook paper appears to be the legendary dragon skin.

The loss of magic and excessive blood loss caused the Queen of the Dead to lose the color of her lips, revealing a different kind of morbid beauty.

But she seemed to be in a good mood.

Ignoring the already unbearable beauty of the bandage, she reached out and pulled the staff from the idol's hand.

"That's the right way. As long as the spell is correct, the mana requirements are not high. It's just that the goddess seems to favor virgin women, so those who want to recognize the lord of the artifact must sacrifice their own virgin blood that contains the magic of the school of the dead. ”

Smearing some of the blood from her left wrist on the staff, the queen chanted the spell again, and the blood seeped through the texture and vanished.

Then, the magic that had solidified to the point of overflowing vibrated and clashed in the black staff in her hand, every trace connected to her consciousness.

The Queen of the Dead clearly felt that although her body was now almost completely devoid of magical power, with this staff alone, she could already cast any school of undead magic that she would use before.

Naturally, after going back, it seems that he can also slowly try to break his seal.

Midori, who had been watching the excitement on the sidelines, was attracted by the staff's huge magic, and she seemed to stare at the staff with some greed, and asked, "What is this?" ”

"This is the nature of this god of the night." Seeing that the old man in the black robe was so shocked that she couldn't speak, the queen said lightly: "It's ridiculous that these poor people in black robes only pray to the misleading stone statue all day long, but they don't think about the legendary Lady of Shadow's hobby, which is to hide the truth in the dark. ”

"You mean the statue is just a completely useless stone?"

Midori, who is particularly sensitive to energy, clearly senses something. So this question is very hesitant to ask.

"Of course not, otherwise I wouldn't have deceived these stupid sacrifices like this. The idol itself has a variety of functions, including a high-ranking relic, capable of casting spells, increasing magical powers, and even answering prayers. This idol seems to have a very close connection with the staff, and can also indirectly use the power of the staff. Just its maximum effect. Or use extremely clever illusions to hide the existence of this 'Scepter of Night and Shadow'. ”

"You know these secrets, you ...... Who exactly is it? ”

The black-robed old man only thought of asking a question at this time.

"Is the matter of my mistress also worthy of you to ask?" Lilou was still answering.

The Undead Queen, who had obtained the artifact, was in a good mood, and waved her hand at the conscientious ghost who had been helping her beat the black-robed man, and said lightly: "Since you are indeed believers in the 'Shadow Lady'. So have you ever heard of the name 'Night Moon'? ”

She just asked casually, but she didn't expect this sentence to have an unexpected effect.

The expression of the black-robed old man was first extremely surprised, then puzzled, and finally, he hesitated: "You mean, you are the ......"

His name for Night Moon has also changed.

"More than 100 years later, does anyone still remember me? I am indeed the Night Moon. ”

Unexpectedly, the old man in the black robe, who was still extremely tough just now, actually fell to his knees after hearing this.

When he raised his head again, the old man was already in tears, and said, "The goddess is above." Have you returned from the underworld to lead us? ”

The Queen of the Dead didn't expect her name to have such a great impact on the black-robed old man. At the same time, she was also a little curious, so she asked in a harmonious voice, "Among the remnants like you, am I so famous?" ”

The old man felt out of his temper, wiped his tears, and replied, "That's natural. When the empire fell, my teacher was just a young apprentice Night Temple priest. And your name has been chanted by him all his life. You are what he calls the first genius of the Empire through the ages, the Nightmare of the Empire of Light, the Black Demon King, the Empress of the Eternal Night, the First Female Saint of the Empire, and the embodiment of the 'Lady of Night and Shadow' in the material realm. The teacher sighed even before he died, saying that if you hadn't died in battle, Miss Yeyue, our country would have recovered one day. I can't believe that you are not only back, but also as powerful, even as young and beautiful as the legend. ”

Yeyue was quite emotional.

With this large list of titles, Yeyue himself in his previous life had only heard of "Dark Lord" and "First Day Genius".

The black-robed old man's explanation continued. He pointed to the black-robed wizards who were still kneeling on the ground praying, and said, "All of them grew up listening to stories about you. Everyone here is a devout temple priest who wants to fight the enemy as you do. In the end, he died honorably. It's just that the great cause of the empire's recovery still needs us to live. Well, now that we see you, we can also die in peace. ”

Although as a good mage, she shouldn't be emotionally affected so easily, but the Queen of the Dead was indeed moved by these words.

She raised her staff and waved it casually. The black-robed old man immediately felt that most of the injuries on his body had been inexplicably healed, and the "time bomb" in his brain that he had never dared to move was directly disarmed.

The most amazing thing is that the theoretically unchangeable soul contract that I signed has changed somewhat.

It seems to have "loosened" somewhat.

"Why don't you meet your new master?"

Seeing that the black-robed old man showed a shocked look again, the dutiful Lilu intervened and shouted at the right time.

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then leaned over again, and said solemnly: "Eckert Winston, the first-class priest of the Night God Temple, leads all the remaining sacrifices of the Night God Temple, returns to the command of Miss Night Moon, and signs a soul contract with you as the main body. ”

The Lord of the Dead waved his staff slightly, and Eckert once again clearly felt the "change" of the soul contract, this dark priest who had also fiddled with the soul all his life, with the magic of the wand of "Miss Night Moon", rewrote the soul contract.

Although he understood that he relied on the power of the artifact, the black-robed old priest Eckert had never heard of the soul contract that had been signed in his life that could be changed, and his reverence and fear for the magical attainments of the stunning beauty in front of him deepened.

He was about to feel the change in the contract again, when Lilou's much more polite voice came again: "This colleague, please return to the team, the undead on the battlefield outside the city still need your magic." ”

With a sinking heart, the old priest returned to his place and knelt down on one knee, closing his eyes and praying again.

All the black-robed people, the pressure is light.

While feeling the magical interaction between the Night God Statue and the "Night and Shadow Scepter", the Queen of the Dead felt the "bomb" and soul contract in the brains of these newly surrendered Night Temple dark priests one by one, at this time, Midori Lengding interjected again, and her tone was very curious: "Miss Night Moon, you said that this staff is the body of the artifact 'Night God Statue', so what is that spell book that looks very powerful?" (To be continued.) )