Although it was not possible to accurately sense where this long-distance teleportation array was heading, it was obvious that the destination of this teleportation array was very far away, and the space oscillation and shuttle time were more than ten seconds.

It wasn't until the two of them followed Conrad out of the teleportation circle at the other end that what appeared in front of them was a dimly lit space, and there was no sunlight in sight, and then a little bit of green glow attached to it, and then a little bit of green glow attached to it, Filin finally saw clearly-

This is a dense forest, and the sun is not blocked by walls, burrows, but huge trees, the thick trunks, wider than the normal walls, as if arranged, row upon row to block all the sunlight, and the little green light is the light emitted by the wonderful moss attached to the trunk.

"Here...... What is it?"

"You could call it the Dark Forest. ”

Conrad, the lich, was the first to step out of the teleportation array, walking in the direction the giant trees were spreading.

"There are only three people in the world who know this place, of course, Zoe's teacher, the guy Forrest also knows, but I am the only one who really has the means to get here. ”

"So, boy, don't feel sorry for your [Soul Suppression Wood], they are definitely worth the money. ”

As he spoke, not far ahead, a looming house appeared in the eyes of the three of them, and several things like street lamps lit up in front of the house.

"Here we are. ”

Conrad, who was originally dressed like an old nobleman, seemed to have become more gentlemanly, and out of nowhere he found a gold-inlaid hardwood cane, and gently knocked on the door of this European-style house.

"Excuse me, Madame Montgoliath. ”

"There are a few guests who would like to meet you. ”

With a creak, the wood-carved door that looked classical and elegant quietly opened, and Filin, who was standing in front of the door, seemed to feel a dark wind passing by, but it was soon covered by the warm fire in the house.

"You shouldn't have brought outsiders here, Conrad. ”

In front of the warm fireplace, a gentle female voice came through, and against the light of the fire, Filmin vaguely saw the figure in an elegant gauze dress.

It's a pity that no matter how gentle her voice or elegant dress is, she can't hide the strong undead aura on this woman who looks no more than thirty years old—like Conrad, this Lady Montgoliath is also a lich, and a witch who is older and more powerful than Conrad.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. ”

Conrad walked into the room with Filin and bowed lightly to Madame Montgoliath, who had her back to them.

"These two guests are absolutely trustworthy people, and besides, they not only have the [Soul Suppression Wood] you need, but also bring one of your juniors. ”

"My junior?"

The lady's voice suddenly became cold, as if it had a little murderous intent in it.

"Conrad, you know who my juniors are, right? Or ...... Did you bring them to their deaths?"

"Of course not, I dare not disturb your peace, ma'am. ”

Conrad spoke unhurriedly, reaching out for Filin to take out the crystal coffin containing Lux, and with a wave of his cane, he manipulated the crystal coffin to fall to the couch where Madame Montgolia was sitting.

"This is your direct junior, I think, you should also get that news, right? The new Holy Maiden of the Bright Sect has been snatched away by several evil forces, and there is no news so far. ”

"This is the new Goddess of Light of the Holy See after you. ”

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According to the records that Filin saw in the Mage Guild, before Lux, the last saint of the Holy See of Light, which dates back more than a thousand years, seems to be Montgoliath.

No one knows the final whereabouts of the Holy Maiden, according to the Holy See of Light, she should be dead, but after knowing the true role of the Holy Maiden's position, Fei Lin naturally will no longer believe in the Holy See of Light.

Although I don't know how many ups and downs I have gone through, this former saint of light has become a lich, but Madame Montgoliath seems to be very nourished.

"According to your intentions, I will help you remove the shackles on this child's soul, and you will pay a sufficient amount of [Soul Suppression Wood], right?"

Madame Montgolia's slender fingers brushed over Lux's face, looking at her with a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

"Yes, I accepted this deal, and there may be no one in this world who can help you solve this problem except me. ”

In the conversation just now, Fei Lin finally understood why the lich Conrad would bring them to find Lady Montgoliath, this lich lady who has lived for thousands of years, as a former saint of light, is proficient in many secret methods of the soul in the Holy See of Light, and after turning from light to dark undead, the understanding and penetration of souls have reached an unfathomable level.

What's more, this former saintess of light has another identity - she is also a member of the divine family that the Holy See cherishes like a giant panda, which means that she is an undead creature that truly contains divinity.

So, there may be no one else better suited than this Lich Lady to rescue the current Lux.

"Smack!"

With a snap of her fingers, the couch and the crystal coffin on which Madame Montgolia was sitting slid gently towards a side door beside the living room.

"Sit here and have a pot of hot tea. ”

"And ...... Prepare my share of the [Soul Suppression Wood], and we'll be out right away. ”

......

......

Holy.

In the deepest part of this dimensional space that encompasses several mountain ranges, between several towering mountains, there is a seemingly sparse and ordinary town, or rather, a village.

In the center of all the buildings in this village is an open square like a wheat field, and around the square stands a number of stone statues with the atmosphere of ancient wilderness, in front of the tallest statue, kneeling in linen old clothes, in the emptiness, I don't know how long.

Rustling......

"Patriarch. ”

At some point, a middle-aged man also dressed in a sackcloth robe appeared behind the kneeling old man with a stack of files.

"The secret spell we cast on that saint seems to have been lifted. ”

"Oh?"

The patriarch slowly got up and knelt straight in front of the idol, his eyes closed, "Are you sure it's been lifted, not destroyed?"

"Yes. ”

"So... It was someone from our family who helped them get rid of it, can you be sure who it is?"

"It's not certain yet, people outside the various families have already contacted and confirmed. ”

The middle-aged man was a little puzzled, "But I haven't done this before, isn't it... The secret art of the clan has been leaked?"

"No, the secret art of the clan should not be leaked. ”

At this time, the old man slowly stood up and gently brushed the dust off his legs.

"I thought of who helped the Holy Maiden unravel the mystic. ”

"Come to think of it, there's another clansman you haven't contacted, right?"

"Who?"

The middle-aged man was stunned.

"My sister. ”

"The last saint, Montgoliath!"