It was decided to go to Hellset's Night Bowl immediately, and follow Panici to the courtyard of the royal city.

It would have been hard enough to summon Yezhu to the royal city in the first place, not to mention that now Panish's power is not even half of what it was in its heyday, and she can't teleport Yezhu to another plane on her own, so she needs to use the power of the magic circle.

Walking through the garden, you can walk through the sea of ice-blue ice crystal flowers, and the flowers sway like waves in the breeze, giving you an indescribable natural beauty. It's just that Yeyu has no intention of appreciating it at this time, his attention is all on Panish, and he wants to see Panishy a few more times before leaving for Helsetz.

Panesy joked, "Stupid~ If you think of me like this, you should look in the mirror more when you get to Helset." ”

Anyway, what you're inheriting now is my body, Panesy thought to herself.

"It's different."

Yelu shook her head in the negative.

Click! Panesy pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and walked a few steps faster as if she were in a tantrum. What, the chief deacon still dares to deny my words! It's annoying.

Panethy's little emotions were too obvious, and she could only smile bitterly when she realized that she was talking too much.

It's not the same. Even if this body is yours, that's not the same, I prefer "Panes".

With their own thoughts in mind, the two came to a sacrificial altar.

Panish, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and said to Yezhu in a serious voice: "Yezhu, remember, the king will not succumb to any outsider. Whether friend or foe, the king must have his own opinions. ”

Ye Yu nodded, imprinting the words in his heart, and then focused his attention on the altar.

The building material of the sacrificial platform looks the same as the cornerstone of the royal city, the sacrificial platform wrapped in pitch black is four or five meters high, the simple and solemn style is the same as the royal city, and countless alchemy carvings sublimate this round sacrificial platform into a fortress, just walk in front of the sacrificial platform, an inexplicable sense of faith arises spontaneously.

This is not a good thing, along with the sense of faith there is also a sense of crisis, and the night is almost reflexively put into a combat posture. The space around him changed suddenly, blurred, and the distorted sense of space froze the air, like an invisible hand, grabbing the night tree, suppressing him, dominating him, forcing him to kneel, and his limbs did not obey him.

What the heck?!

The deep bell rang, echoing in Yexi's mind, and prayers that he had never heard before flowed from his mouth. A sense of reverence filled his thinking, and Ye Yu was shocked, who do he reveal? Where does the bell ring from? Could it be because ...... As if he had figured out something, the brief hallucinations slowly dissipated, and Nightpin took a few steps backwards, staring at the circular building.

How can this altar turn an atheist into a devout believer?

How could I lose to a broken table!

The self-confidence that belongs to Yezhu and the arrogance that belongs to Panishy drive Yezhu to step forward, stabilize his body, and straighten his back.

With each step, the invisible pressure increases, and the sense of spatial distortion increases. Yezhu didn't have any specific beliefs, and he could have accepted a mission and walked up to the altar with ease.

But not at night!

As Panisha has just suggested, the king must have his own opinions.

He is the elder brother of the princess Panes, he is the heir of the princess, and he is the future king! Why did the king kneel down and pray for a broken table? The king does not need to pray, he will get what he wants!

The pressure around him was getting stronger and stronger, and the auditory bells were getting stronger and stronger, and Yeyu clenched his hands and accelerated the spiritual power in his body. But he still looked natural, looking at Panesy bouncing up and down the steps with a calm face.

The past of his childhood, the countless tests he has experienced, and his cultivation in Wangcheng, Yexi's willpower is by no means at the level of ordinary people. He has endured more painful, more desperate, and more stressful things, how can he give in at this time?

In the days of living with Panish, Yelu was gradually imperceptible to her.

By the pride of being a princess, the dignity of being a princess, and the belief that a princess must not be compromised.

The pressure is mounting and there are still ten steps to go.

Yeyu adjusted his breathing, his face remained unchanged, and he urged the operation of the spiritual power of the whole body.

If it was only the weight of a person on his shoulders before, now it seems to be holding a mountain, as if it is about to break his neck.

Being able to come over persistently can be said to be a manifestation of Yexi's strong willpower. But when the pressure reaches a certain level, it is not up to willpower to decide.

The tense night bell took another step towards the top of the altar, and the bell rang again! This time it wasn't roaring in his mind, but it shook his soul directly, and his steps staggered, and the night was suddenly falling backwards.

Throw in the towel like that?

It was as if a voice was asking him.

Only five paces away, five steps, Panishy was looking at him from the top of the altar.

Yeyu saw an emotion in her eyes.

- Disappointment.

"Never throw in the towel!"

Gritting his teeth, his right hand instantly completed the spatial forging in mid-air, grasped the dagger, and threw it directly above.

"Blink Strike!"

Far more resistant than ever before, far more penetrating than ever before.

If the use of flicker displacement was accompanied by a burning sensation before, now Yezhu feels that the bones of his whole body are screaming.

Even so, he couldn't give up, clenched the dagger in his hand, and penetrated many obstacles.

Returning to his previous position, the scorching power surged out of his body, and the night could not stop looking up to the sky and groaning.

A weapon with a unique handle appeared around the night, circling him. These weapons do not have a physical body, they resemble illusory transparent spiritual weapons. These spiritual weapons were not specially summoned by Yeyu, but the spiritual power was running at a high speed in his body, and the power of royal power hidden in Panish's body fused with his soul.

He was recognized, recognized by the kings of the past as the king of choice, and the royal weapon is the best proof of this.

These glazed spiritual weapons, which exude crystal brilliance, rotate at high speed around the night bowl, removing the pressure from the front layer after layer. The beliefs of these "outsiders" could no longer influence him, and Yelu walked naturally and strode towards Panich.

Panis, who was standing at the top of the altar, looked at Yeyu with some surprise, and a smile of relief appeared on her face.

The young man in front of him, who was still immature, had grown up a little unconsciously.

He was still young, but he was growing.

If it were him, he would definitely be able to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the royal family......

When Nightshade finally climbed to the top, Panishy held out her hand to him, and Nightshade was stunned and smiled back to take her hand. The moment his finger touched Panish, all the pressure dissipated, and the spiritual artifact around him returned to him.

Yelu smiled a little tiredly, and followed Panish, walking on the large circle.

"That's amazing, Night." Panesh gently kissed Yaza's cheek.

"Woowoo——!!"

I'm sleepy, I can fight ten more! The night night with a hundred times more energy screamed.

"Alright, it's time to go." Panicia looked at the excited Night, gently helped him take care of his clothes, handed him some items for self-defense, and instructed him on some important events about Helset.

While chatting, the two walked to the middle of the circle, and before casting the teleportation spell, Panesy paused.

She hesitated, not yet decided.

Really, do you want to do that?