Saturday.

The lead clouds that had originally covered the cliff were blown away by a fierce gust of wind as dawn approached, so that every siren standing at the top of the cliff could see the rising sun from the east.

The barrier that covered the entire lonely cliff was supposed to be traceless, but the wind from the east still caused the invisible barrier on its northeast side to be revealed from time to time, and even burst out with a sparkle of brilliance.

This is a forbidden place for the Sirens, and ordinary people are not even qualified to approach, even if the clan elder Nania is like him, he can only come here after obtaining approval.

Therefore, when the morning light of the first life shone here, the summit isolated by the barrier was only a dozen sirens, but standing in the center of it was not the chief priest Miori, but the patriarch of the siren tribe, Karami.

"Miori, are you really sure that the recipe is the disguised Gloomy Water?"

The patriarch Karami, who asked the question, still had a slight apprehension in his expression, but the main priest Miori, who was watching her, had a solemn face. "Patriarch Huiyu, the black algae powder and the blue liquid of horseshoe crab used in the recipe called 'slimy liquid' are the glowing bone powder and the blood of the siren, which are the two most important disguise resources in the main sacrificial lineage, and they are ......"

It's just that before the main priest Miori finished speaking, his expression flashed helplessly, and the patriarch Karami stopped. "No more need, as long as you can be sure, the inheritance of the main sacrifice is the top secret of the sirens, and it stands to reason that even I can't ask and try to understand......"

"But, why can't the location of the Soul Fruit Tree be given to him? Not only is the recipe for the Gloomy Water unobtainable, but it's hard to find the recipe for the Screaming Sound......"

"The area where the Soul Fruit Tree is located is the foundation of our clan's summoning of souls. The reason why our clan has been able to hold on to this lonely cliff for thousands of years is because of the support of the soul, and no recipe can compare to the safety of the entire clan......"

Speaking of this, the patriarch Kalami, whose expression became extremely stern, saw that the main priest Miori looked a little afraid, and after sighing secretly, he used her wings to bring her closer, and his eyes flashed with pity. "Miori, you must not jeopardize the survival of the entire clan because of certain gains and losses! Moreover, you are the youngest chief priest in the clan, and your future achievements will definitely surpass those of the previous chief priest. So it's important to remember that any risk must be avoided for the entire community!"

The chief priest Miori made a light sigh, and the dazed expression of the patriarch Karami finally couldn't help but smile bitterly. Shaking his head, he took the petite Miori in his arms, patted her on the back and smiled. "You have accepted the inheritance of the previous main priest, and the lack of experience can be slowly made up, but the heart must be firm at the beginning!

was turned to face the rising sun of the main priest Miori. The expression became more and more confused. But he still nodded again and again, and whispered the words that the patriarch Karami had confessed before.

The patriarch Kalami, who no longer spoke, held the main priest Miori in his arms and faced the rising sun, and the time passed slowly, and when the first rays of sunlight slanted into the circular hole, the tension in his expression finally subsided, and the patriarch Kalami spoke. "Go and prepare, remember to keep the passage stable, you need to be on guard before he returns, remember the measures that must be taken in case of emergency?"

"In the event of any danger that may arise, communication with the passage must be severed. No interference should affect the decision!"

The speed of his speech was as if it had been imprinted into his memory, and the patriarch Karami smiled with satisfaction. After letting go of the main priest Miori in his arms, he ordered the people who had been waiting at the top of the lonely cliff for a long time to begin.

Patriarch Kalami, who stood on the west side of the circular hole that connected to the grotto, had his snow-white wings stretched out and then embraced the circular hole.

The several Siren elders behind him spread their wings flat, and the invisible force field fluctuations released at the end of them fused and superimposed on each other, and then came to the side of the patriarch Karami with a faint glow, and after being finally gathered and integrated by her, a pillar of energy light of inch thickness was formed, which was thrown into the circular hole in front of it under the light of the morning light, making the grotto instantly glorious and full of light, as if it was filled with the light of the morning light.

Seeing this, Miori, the chief priest who had returned to the grotto, even when she stepped on the stone steps of the altar, facing east, spread out her still somewhat immature wings and brought them together, hanging directly below the circular hole like a barrier, so that the pillar of energy attached to the light of the morning light placed on it was obscured by her wings.

The sixteen Siren Runners who surrounded the old and quaint altar approached after the main priest Miori had done so, and flattened their wings to match the wings of the sirens beside them, forming a standard ring.

The main priest Miori, who looked nervous, began to tremble lightly with the wings that blocked the pillar of energy light above.

The circular force field formed by the sixteen Siren rune formation masters, after being quickly stimulated, caused each of their bodies to shine with a pale golden light, causing the entire grotto to be dyed with a layer of golden light, which was very bright.

Raymond, who was asked to stand at the entrance of the grotto, had a faint red glow flickering in his pupils, and a large number of jù were refreshing in his right pupil under the monitoring of the chip, making him understand that the spatial energy concentration in the entire grotto was continuing to rise, and other kinds of free energy were being rapidly dispersed.

The main priest Miori, who kept her wings flat, waited for the pale golden force field light released by the sirens around the altar to converge towards the altar, which caused her snow-white wings to start a small wave up and down, and the pillar of energy light transmitted from the circular hole above was absorbed by the altar at a certain frequency as if it was being cut and instantly blocked.

After a few moments, the petite priest Miori was enveloped in a pale golden light, and the old, quaint altar finally changed.

The muffled sound of the urn emanated from inside the altar, and the patterns that had been painted and painted by the Sirens for a day lit up one by one, and soon the shadows cast out of the altar began to wander, fly, and circle around the altar like living creatures.

The expression became more and more nervous, the main priest Miori, the wings that were slowly waving up and down flat, finally began to accelerate at this moment, and after a while, only the afterimage of the pair of wings could be seen, and the pillar of energy light transmitted from the circular hole above was at this moment, as if it was no longer isolated and shielded, and it was truly connected to the altar, so that a door-shaped phantom was formed above the entire altar, and it became more and more condensed and stable.

Seeing this, Raymond, who understood that the spatial gate to the underworld was about to be constructed, came to the altar and stood behind the two Siren rune masters and waited.

After dozens of breaths, the main priest Miori, who looked slightly tired, asked. "Lord Raymond, do you remember the detailed rules for entering the space passage that I explained to you before?"

"There's no problem, I'll control the time. ”

Raymond's answer, the priestess Miori stopped talking, and as her wings that were flapping above the altar were withdrawn, the pillar of energy projected from the circular hole was finally gone.

The door-shaped phantom that only allowed one person to pass through was finally quickly solidified at this moment, and the gate with complicated patterns was completely stable and no longer changed after making a soft sound.

Raymond came to the door in a flash, stretched out his hand to push the door open, and then stepped inside...... (To be continued......)