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Black Castle, how can it be decent to do things.

The effect of the magic energy array he deduced was actually not very straightforwardly cruel, otherwise the Kulakuka clan would not have lasted for thousands of years. But sometimes, straightforward cruelty is not really an abyss.

It was a sleepless night, but the only thing that shone was the altar at the foot of the holy mountain. Sipolok fell into silence because there was no one, the quiet streets, no people, only lonely street lamps, illuminating the clear light of the place.

Ingres looked at the peaceful city, and no one knew what kind of darkness the city had beneath its quiet and delicate exterior.

Gaze at it as if staring into the abyss.

Suddenly, Ingres discovers that not everyone in Hippollock has left, and an old lady with gray hair has come out of the residential building. She walked slowly, holding a handful of flowers in her hand.

As far as Ingres could see, there was no one in the whole street of West Pollock, but the old lady was lonely.

She walked slowly to a statue at the end of the street.

This statue is one of the three hundred and seventy-two statues with magic pattern nodes.

A street lamp that attracts little moths stands next to the statue.

Through the street lamp, Ingres saw the old lady's face clearly, because of her age, the tails of her eyes were a little hanging, but from the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, it can be seen that the old lady is a person who likes to laugh, although her face is full of wrinkles, but her temperament is very gentle and peaceful.

However, Ingres noticed that the old lady's complexion was a little bad, her face was pale, her eyes were a little cloudy, and she looked full of sickness.

The old lady placed the flower in front of the statue with a serene smile on her lips.

Angel saw that there were words in her mouth, and her expression was bitter and smiling, as if she was saying something.

Angel knew a little lip language, but that was when the other party spoke more broadly, and now the old lady's mouth was not very large, and she still used a breath from time to time, and he couldn't hear what was being said.

But Angel has some speculation.

Perhaps she was reminiscing about her life, sighing from time to time, smiling from time to time, and occasionally lowering her head and being silent. is completely a dying person, nostalgic for the past years, and draw an end to life.

As she spoke, she bowed to the statue in a look of great reverence.

It was because of her move that Angels set his sights on the statue. He hadn't paid attention to the statue before, only focusing on the demonic node centered on the statue. When he looked closely at the statue now, he noticed something unusual.

Although the shapes of the statues vary throughout the West Pollock, there is one place that is common, and all the statues are carved with a woman.

Although there may be differences in artistic expression, Ingres always felt that the statues should be carved with the same woman.

The statue in front of the old lady is a woman in a gauze robe with her hands clasped into fists, her eyes closed, and a kind expression. The level of carving is very high, and you can clearly see the respect that the carver wanted to express, as well as the sense of alienation that deified the women in the gown.

"Diablo, do you know who those statues of West Pollock are carved?" Ingres rarely took the initiative to connect with the shadows with a psychic tie.

The Shadow waited for a long time before replying, "Phew, the temptation here is too great, I really want to rush to the temple on the top of the mountain to have a look." Eh, you just asked the statue?"

"Yes, the statues are all the same person?"

Shadow: "Ahhhh If I'm not mistaken, it's the Black Castle Witch who brought the Kurakuka here thousands of years ago. Also the mentor of the old witch, Isabel the Lord of the Twilight. By the way, now the old witch imitates her mentor in everything, even changing her name to be very similar to Isabel. If you can't get out of the shadow of your mentor, it's no wonder that you haven't been able to step into true knowledge. ”

"Lord of the Twilight, Isabel. "Ingres looked at the statue, how could it be a dull meaning?

During Ingres' conversation with the Shadow, the old lady in front of the statue seemed to have finished speaking. Kneeling, his head touching the ground, he lay down in front of the statue and was silent for a long time.

After a long, long time, Ingres saw that the old lady had not moved and walked down the hill. After perceiving it with the tentacles of spiritual power, it was found that the old lady's body was already cold.

It was exactly as he thought.

The old lady may have known that her life was short, so she did not go to the festival, but alone and nostalgic for the past, chattering with the statue until the last moment, with a pious heart, left.

Angel sensed that although the old lady was dead, her weak soul remained in the shell, as if she was saying her final goodbye to the stump.

However, at the moment when her soul was out of her body, the statue in front of her suddenly flashed a ghostly light that no mortal could see, and before she could react, her soul was swept into the unknown.

Angel witnessed this moment, and he had no intention of changing it, nor did ...... Powerless to change.

He only felt a little ironic.

At the last moment of her life, the old lady had not forgotten to revere the statue of her life, and even died in front of the statue to talk about the last moment. But she never imagined that this statue was the culprit that pushed her into the real abyss.

It's ironic, but that's the reality.

Isabel gave the Kulakuka a chance to reproduce, and they never cut it off. But all this shelter does not come without a price, and this price is very expensive - it takes your soul.

The body can die, but the soul is still there, and there is a glimmer of life in the underworld.

If even the soul dies, that's the real death.

Angel turned and left.

In front of the street lamp on the street corner, a cold corpse still knelt in front of the statue of Isabel. Isabel closed her eyes and fists, as if praying for something. The wind blew, and the flowers in front of the statue scattered, and the petals fluttered and danced, and finally landed on the old lady's already stiff shell. The gray hair and the soft white petals seem to merge into one at this moment.

You confide in me, I say goodbye to you.

......

Crossing the bleak solitude of West Pollock, when Ingres stepped into the confines of the Holy Mountain, the lively atmosphere was immediately filled with the brightly lit lights and uninterrupted chants.

It's like walking through two different worlds, from deserted to lively.

Looking at the temple at the top of the holy mountain, the rhythm is radiating wantonly, showing a sense of existence.

"Why are you here?" the shadow's voice suddenly came, "Are you going to give up the calculation?"

The Shadow never thought that Ingres would be able to reverse the effects of the Magic Array in less than ten hours.

Angels: "It's calculated, and there are no surprises." ”

"It's okay if you can't figure it out, anyway...... Ahh

"I've calculated a few important magic patterns, but I've almost guessed the ending. After a little verification, it was expected. ”

Shadow was still a little incredulous, and he confirmed it several times. It wasn't until Ingres was already impatient to answer that he barely believed that this was the truth: "Okay, so what is the effect of this magic energy array?"

"Imprison and drain the soul. Angler paused, "Based on a few of the magic patterns involving bloodlines, we can make a simple guess that the scope of this magic energy array may not be just West Pollock...... Rather, all those who have the blood of Kulakuka are included in it. Even if you are not in this realm, even if you are thousands of miles away, as long as you have the mark of Kulakuka, you will be lured here. ”

Shadow frowned, "You mean ......"

"This race is actually the forbidden body of Castle Black. "The Kulakuka seem to have freedom, peace and beauty, but these are only good illusions that Castle Black gave them while they were still alive. When they die, all of these appearances are torn apart, revealing deep fangs that tear their already weak souls to shreds.

"The result is not unexpected, but the means are quite unexpected. Shadow shook her head and smiled, "Maybe Isabel once really took pity on the Kurakuka clan, if she didn't come to the rescue, it was possible that the Kurakuka clan would be extinct." However, in her eyes, if I saved you, you should repay me, but this form of return is a little too much. ”

"We can't comment on that. Ordinary people rarely think about what happens after death, and when they die, they are really dead. Perhaps, even if the people of the Kulakuka clan knew the effect of the magic energy array, they would not care. ”

"That's right. The sight of ordinary people stops at the moment. The shadow paused: "However, listening to you say this, I have a bottom of my psychology, do you know where those imprisoned souls have gone?"

Angel pointed to the temple on the Holy Mountain, "It should be there." ”

Shadow: "That's right, I'm pretty much sure that the source of the law is in the temple. After I came here, I found that the rhythm of the law near the holy mountain was very stable, and if the law was consumed, it was obviously a bit unreasonable. But if the law is not consumed, then why can't it spread everywhere except this floating island?"

"I couldn't figure it out before, but when I heard you say that, I have a guess. If nothing else, this witchcraft garden relies on the souls that are being sucked as energy to power the source of the law. However, there is still a loophole in this speculation, the soul of ordinary people is very fragmented, and if they want to become the law of energy supply, the quality is not enough. ”

"So...... What should be the way to purify the soul?" thought of this almost at the same time.

If there really is any way to purify the soul...... Ingres' visit is worth it!