Edward Hugh didn't really understand what was going on. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not long ago, he followed his minions into the depths of the temple.

Similar to the hall outside, there is also a large amount of rubble piled up on the ground here. Through the cracks in the stones, an ancient pattern similar to that of the hall outside could be seen, with lines running from the passageway, apparently part of the great arc.

Not only that, but the lines of the pattern here are more slender and softer, and they are also more delicate, and it looks like it should be the core of the whole pattern.

But this core pattern is now not only buried under rubble, but also a large part of it is missing.

When Edward Hugh walked in, his men had cleared most of the rubble and debris, and the lines on the ground could be seen.

The end of the motif near the south end seems to have been smashed by a collapsing ceiling, and the stone bricks on the ground have been reduced to small pieces under the heavy blow, and the lines on it are of course completely invisible.

Edward Hugh had a short temper, but at times he was able to keep his composure. Otherwise, the once-prosperous Black Sail Group would not have been born in his hands.

He walked over to the missing pattern, crouched down, and rummaged through the broken bricks on the ground.

Sure enough, the bricks had not been completely shattered into slag. Edward Hugh beckoned a few of his right-hand men, all of them bold and careful, to play a jigsaw puzzle.

Fortunately, most of these bricks were not far from their original location, but they were just smashed, and a few bounced off their original positions, and the broken bricks that were flipped and scattered next to them were quickly picked up and put back in place.

It didn't take long for the ancient pattern to become clear again.

The last broken brick was placed back in place, and the pattern seemed to be unable to wait, and there was a strong suction force that firmly sucked the brick with a "snap".

Then, in the center of the pattern, a white light slowly rose.

The light spreads outward along the lines of the pattern, circle by circle.

Every pirate surrounded by the white light immediately fell into madness, immersed in false illusions. Soon, these visions revealed a dangerous side. The affected pirates drew their swords and slashed at them in desperation, seemingly unconcerned about the walls, the rubble, or their accomplices.

Within a few minutes, dozens of pirates had lost most of their lives in this hysterical mutual injury, and the few who were still alive were also wounded, sitting or lying on the ground, but they were still waving their weapons in their hands, and their mouths were still muttering incomprehensible.

When the white light flashed, Edward Hugh was standing in the middle of the pattern. At that point, a ring with a diameter of about one meter is drawn. At this time, the ring is emitting a rainbow-colored halo, completely different from the surrounding white light.

Now it seems that this ring shielded the insane power, so that the island lord did not fall into the illusion.

But he soon couldn't stay in that circle.

A pirate, with a broken leg and a disgusting drooling motlet from the corner of his mouth, half-crawled to Edward Hugh's side and stabbed his sword into the island lord's lower abdomen.

After decades of life and death on the sea, Edward Hugh's body reacted faster than his mind, and he instantly retreated a few steps, dodging the attack while striking with a scimitar, directly cutting off the opponent's head.

As the other's head grunted and rolled to his feet, the pirate lord realized that he had left the protective range of the circle.

He was shocked, but immediately realized that he was not affected by the white light.

The colored halo that had just been on the ring was now following Edward Hugh's figure, and it seemed that it had rediscovered its attachment.

Edward Hugh paused for a moment, then could not contain the joy in his heart, and laughed maniacally.

This is the power of the Ancient Circle itself.

It hadn't been gotten by the Empire's pesky emissary, it hadn't been trapped by the container that the guy had been preparing for a long time, and it hadn't escaped, as the Hall of the Storm Temple had said.

Now, this mysterious and unknown power surrounds Edward Hugh!

"That's enough!" the pirate lord yelled at his men, who were still bewildered by the vision, and with his voice, a halo of colored light radiated outward, and the pirates instantly got out of their madness, but they didn't wake up immediately, but fainted on the ground.

It doesn't seem to be very well controlled, and it still needs some practice. Edward Hugh thought as he looked at the halo around him.

Then, he heard the screams of the last second coming from the hall in front of him, before Soban was charred.

Edward Hugh hurried back to the hall. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the influence of that light also covered here!

At this time, his opponents, except for Crete, were still far behind, and I don't know if they were affected, and the other four people formed a circle, all of them in an attacking posture!

The greatsword in Ollie's hand was raised high, and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.

Her ears were filled with the crisp chirping of birds among the woods on Al Ato, and the solid granite walls of the towering Red Shield Fort on the cliffs of the coast.

It was as if she had returned to the summer when she was eleven years old, when her sister took her little hand and hurried to the top of the fortress while she should have been drinking afternoon tea leisurely.

She heard the rumbling of cannons on the sea, the low sobs of her mother, and the constant crash of the car outside the castle gates. At the last minute, my father was still waiting for the reinforcements promised by the June Alliance.

But in the end, only the cold corpses of her parents remained on the castle floor.

Facing the surrounding Imperial soldiers, the visionary young Ollie raised his heavy sword in both hands.

In reality, less than a meter in front of her blade was Nora.

The fire elf gasped in panic, she felt like she had no way to escape.

The slaver who had been chasing her in the illusion seemed to be completely unaware of the fatigue, and several living flames ignited in Nora's hands!

Daniel was on the right side of the two, and the golden scepter was also raised high, and his mouth kept chanting: "What three main gods, you sluts and miscellaneous people!"

Across from him, Mores' sword pointed straight ahead, a large row of notches that made the valuable weapon look like a saw blade.

......

When Edward Hugh saw this, his joy almost burst through his chest.

The pirate leader savored this sweet taste of revenge, and the only regret was that it seemed that he could not take the lives of these people himself.

With this newfound power, it's the same. Edward Hugh thought so, urging the light around him, adding to the effect of the vision.

The weapons in the hands of the four people, including the Living Flame, are about to be attacked!

Suddenly, above the dome of the hall, there was a sound of stone breaking.