The peeping eye spun around the hall for a moment, and Lukka opened his eyes, dissipating the magic, and the eyeball immediately turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared into thin air.

"How's it going?" asked Ollie hurriedly.

Lukka shook his head, looking at the situation this time, the situation is not optimistic.

Hall still knelt on one knee in front of the three thrones and continued his prayers. The stream of blood had receded from the throne, taking with it a mixture of divine powers, and flowed back to the Box of Silence, which was the area around where Lukka and the others were.

As Hall whispered, the blood flowed faster and faster, but not in a straight line, but in a chaotic way, twisting and turning close to the center.

"Can't you use lightning to slash that magic stick outside?" Thea's lightning began to leap between her fingers.

"He's in front of the throne, and he's protected by the divine power of the throne, and I don't think it's useful. Luca said.

"Then let's try it too, which direction?" Thea didn't want to give up, she still had a warehouse of silver coins unspent.

"Due north, fifteen meters away. Crete said the location.

Thea raised her hand to send out lightning, and Lukka felt summoned a third peeping eye to follow.

Unlike the Storm Lord's lightning, Thea's arc does not require any clouds or wind, and can jump in a wide range as long as there is a target to land.

Silver lightning bolts popped out of the box of silence and hit Hale right behind him.

Unfortunately, Thea is now less than five centimeters tall, and the size and power of the arc have been scaled down, and the lightning that could have slashed through a dhow hit Hale's back like a mosquito bite.

Hale didn't even raise his head, and the voice of prayer didn't pause, just shrugged his shoulders slightly. Judging from that action, the "itching" component should be much greater than the pain.

"Did I knock you down?" Thea asked expectantly.

"Well, if he was a fly, he would have been electrocuted by you. Luca replied.

Thea was stunned for a moment, and repeated it before she understood the mockery in Luca's words, and she "snorted": "Why don't you come?"

"Am I not trying to figure it out?" said Luca, scratching his head.

Hall was not protected by the divine power on the throne, which surprised him a little. Could it be that there is a difference of opinion among the three main gods? Lukka turned his peeping eye to Covey's throne, but it was so dark that he couldn't feel anything.

The Peeping Eye flew around the throne, and there were several rounds of fireworks in the box of silence anyway, and Lukka didn't care if he would be seen. But Hall was concentrating on praying, and the three main gods were also concentrating on cooperating with him, and in the entire hall, Lukka didn't even notice the existence of other living creatures.

It's not right. Lukka thought, he felt a hint of magic disturbing, but he didn't see anything.

Suddenly, a feather next to the throne caught his attention. The gray feathers landed on the gray stone bricks, still in the shadow of the lampstand, no wonder his peeping eye circled three times to find out.

Shut up here, he could tell at a glance who the feather belonged to, but the peeping eye circled the hall again, and the parrot was nowhere to be seen.

This is not surprising to Luca, who often uses various illusions to hide his whereabouts.

"Crete, can you see where Shut Up is?" asked Luca.

Crete nodded, and was about to point out where to shut up, when he was interrupted by an even more violent shaking of the ground.

Hall rose from one knee to his feet, his voice becoming more rapid.

Judging by the speed of blood flow on the ground, he was going to open this passage at twelve o'clock in the morning.

"It's too late to care about that stupid bird!" Lukka looked up at the number of times revealed in the dark clouds, and a thought suddenly came to his mind: to solve the current trouble, the message sent by Selvafeis during that spiritual visit must be useful.

After a little thought, he turned around and asked solemnly, "Which of you can sing?"

Everyone was shocked by his Qingqi brain circuit, and no one answered for a while.

"Nobody, would? Then I'll have to come by myself. Lukka cleared his throat, and the melody of the Divine Comedy was already welling up in his heart.

"Don't, don't!" Ollie reacted first.

Then Phil also immediately came to his senses and shouted loudly: "Linde, quickly cover his mouth, I would rather the world be destroyed than listen to that terrible sound again!"

"Captain Lester, would you please think of another way?" Leon also hurried over to persuade him, and everyone who had been to the Green Floating Island had a look of fear on their faces, and the danger of destruction facing the nine worlds did not make them so frightened.

"That ......," Nora said hesitantly, "I can sing, but in Elven language, is that okay?"

"Great!" Luca overjoyed, "it doesn't matter what you say, it just has to be long." Can you sing that song for a long time?"

Nora nodded, "At the autumn celebration ten years ago, I sang a song for three whole days!"

"Well, that's it, the longer the better!" Lukka said, holding the staff in his hand. "Let's start singing!"

Nora recalls for a moment, and speaks softly.

At first, her voice was inaudible, like a breeze blowing, and the person was clearly standing in front of her, but the voice seemed to surround her body. After a few turns, the song swirled and rose throughout the box of silence, rippling like endless waves on the sea, filling the hall.

Lukka was almost immersed in the song, but Nora's voice, though soft, was not a banshee's voice after all, and he quickly remembered what he had to do.

He lifted the peeping eye from the outside and raised the staff of Amethyst. He is not proficient in this magic, and if he casts the spell while guiding the peeping eye, he does not dare to guarantee the success rate.

The flow of mana condensed through the purple crystal, converging into a perfect shape above Luka's head, and the two streams of magic intertwined like a knot before flying out to the sides.

One coiled around Nora, silently dormant on top of her, and the other flew straight to Hall in front of the throne.

The High Priest was not unaware of the anomalies in the Box of Silence, but his ritual had already begun, and he could neither move his feet nor interrupt the prayers in his mouth.

However, he was not too worried, any spells emitted from the box of silence had shrunk to the point where they could not damage him at all, nor could they reverse the course of his ritual. Otherwise, the three main gods would definitely intervene to stop it.

After Luka finished casting the spell, he looked back at his companion with a confused face, and said with a smile, "Time synchronization technique." ”

"I tied the ritual process to Nora's singing, and as long as the singing ended, the ritual of opening the passage would never be completed. ”