Darkness slowly engulfed the countess.

Dantès faded into the darkness, the brilliant confluence of essence not illuminating her face, but the countess knew where she was, and knew that she could see the light on the back of her hand.

In the shadows, the distance between the two was getting farther and farther away, and the darkness seemed to be some kind of conscious living thing, gradually spreading with their steps.

Eventually, however, they reached their destination, and the countess stood next to the pillar and activated her magic.

The light of the essence flashed, but the magic circle did not start working.

The countess began to walk towards where Dantès was.

"There's one last place left. ”

When Dantès appeared before the countess, she was looking around suspiciously, trying to find the horn of the last star.

The countess smiled, she knew that Dantès would not be afraid of the darkness anymore.

"Is it there?"

Dantès pointed in the direction to her right, and according to the position of the two of them, if it was a standard four-pointed star, that position would be the last one left.

"Nope. ”

This is a complex three-dimensional puzzle, in fact, the position of the four corners of the stars can no longer be determined by common sense, and it was just a coincidence.

If you don't know how the mechanisms in the temple work, you can't see through this magic circle, and the goddess will never allow anyone who hasn't passed the test to see her.

"If that's the case, how can this circle ensure its normal operation?"

The countess looked at the confused Dontès and smiled: "Just look at it." ”

She led Dantès out of the shadows beneath the ruins, up the stone staircase, and finally stood on the edge of the stone slab.

"Is it here?"

Dantès looked around, she didn't think the last node would be here.

"No, in front. ”

The Countess took a step towards the void, then stood on the invisible steps and held out her hand towards Dantes.

"It's a symbolic process, basically a sacrifice, and if the previous steps aren't done, everything here would seem incomprehensible. ”

"So the four corners of the stars are not simply distributed on the ground," Dantès, who was familiar with the sacrifice, began to understand the magic in front of her, "but according to a certain logic where it should be." ”

"This is it. ”

The countess paused, then raised her right hand.

The flow of essence brings a slight sound.

Then came the sound of the water flowing from a distant place.

Eventually, the fountain begins to spray water****** and the water arrives at the fountain, flies into the sky, and finally dissipates in the wind, gathering in the air to bring out colorful bands of light, and then dissipating invisible, and the mist creates a colorful rainbow light in the sun.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

The countess sighed softly, then raised her right hand.

Something happened.

Huge tides and thunder swept in.

The wind ruffled the countess's long hair, whistling past the two of them, and disappearing to the other side of the dune.

The first thing that flashed was the essence of the stream.

The brilliant ribbon of colorful light flickered and disappeared, as if he had summoned something as a sacrifice to himself, and that thing was a miracle.

From beneath the faded band of light, green appeared on the otherwise empty earth, and with the footsteps of flowing water, green lawns emerged from the colorful void, followed by tall trees and brilliant flowers.

"The goddess Isitar has returned from the underworld. ”

It is a well-known legend that once the goddess was forced to enter the underworld, and when she left the world, the night became longer and longer, the darkness became longer and longer, and the cold became more and more terrifying, but eventually the morning star would return, and the goddess would walk in her footsteps, and the earth would be green and flowers would bloom.

Eventually, the essence brings the second floor of the garden.

Huge stone pillars appear out of thin air, standing among the green, hidden in the shadow of the stone slabs.

The wind finally subsided, the thunder dispersed, everything was calm, and the garden seemed to have been here from the beginning.

The sound of the water began to sound.

"What a ......" Dantès stood beside the countess, watching the water from the fountain reflect the brilliant light, "beautiful ......"

"Welcome to the Sky Garden," the countess smiled as she stepped back onto the stone slab, "and although I am not the builder here, I sincerely invite you to come and see this beautiful landscape." ”

"Will there be such a magic array on the next floor?"

"Yes," the countess nodded, "it was a necessary step in the ceremony, but like the previous one, it was not difficult for me. ”

The countess walked towards the shadow under the stone slab, where the next magic circle was located.

"Soon you'll be able to see Isitar, maybe I should put a garland on you. ”

......

Magellan struggled to dodge Motochi's attack.

What exhausted him was not dodging the attack, but holding back not to attack, Yuan Chi's movements were fast and methodical, but in Magellan's eyes, it was almost all opportunities to attack.

But Magellan can still hold on, after all, the game is quite interesting, and the demon prince can always come up with something new.

Yuan Chi, like the hunter, has mastered the unique skill of controlling the aura.

And his technique is not the same as that of the hunters, that aura is more concentrated and more aggressive.

If the hunters are creating an infectious picture, then Motochi is shouting loudly, they are all trying to convey some kind of message, but in very different ways.

Magellan, of course, was indifferent to this.

But he's used to having fun out of his suffering, and that's kind of a fun thing.

But Yuan Chi obviously didn't think so.

"Really...... It's getting more and more interesting!"

When he said this, Magellan saw at least three opportunities to attack with the rhythm of his breath, but none of them acted.

"Did you know that talking while fighting can get you killed?"

Yuan Chi didn't hear this, because Magellan didn't say it, and he didn't even show a trace of expression.

"No one has ever been able to hold on to me for so long like you," Yuan Chi stopped his attack and stood in front of Magellan, "Thank me, this is the best death you can get." ”

Magellan still didn't say anything, but he began to feel that this demon prince was a bit disgusting.

Then Yuan Chi's face completely changed.

Bright red streaks appeared on half of his face, like flames.

Then Yuan Chi roughly tore open his shirt, and with this movement, he let out a terrifying roar that did not look like a human at all, and a blood-colored mist erupted.

"Burning blood?"

"That's right," Yuan Chi's voice changed completely, low and hoarse, "Countless people want to see this scene, but they won't get a chance until they die." ”

"Thank you for the gift. ”