Main Text Volume Chapter 382 Isabella

At dawn, the first golden ray of sunlight shines on the holy mountain.

At this moment, the holy mountain is surrounded by a halo, which makes it more sacred. The Kulakuka tribe at the foot of the mountain all kneeled on the ground, clasped their hands together, and prayed for the tribe.

In the temple on the top of the mountain, hymns sounded.

The hummingbird knights in the sky kept wandering, and from time to time, they sprinkled white flower rain, which added a bit of holiness to the ceremony.

When the sun shone on the altar, teams of singers around came forward, standing one person every few meters, and surrounded the huge altar in a circle.

At this time, a row of priests in white robes and gold edges walked out of the temple on the top of the mountain. The leader was the only bald old man with a white beard wearing a red robe.

"Welcome to His Excellency the High Priest!" A unanimous voice was heard from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

The bald old man with a white beard staggered to the terrace in front of the top of the mountain, facing the densely packed tribesmen at the bottom of the mountain. His expression was solemn, with a compassionate divinity.

"May our tribe live in peace." The high priest first addressed the tribesmen at the foot of the mountain. Then, he began today's ceremony speech: "Humanity turned to war, and our tribe was almost extinct; it was the master of the Holy Castle who gave us a thousand years of survival... The existence of the ceremony is to express respect to the master of the Holy Castle."

While the high priest was speaking, a shadow hiding in a tall tree suddenly said: "This old man has a strong energy reaction, but he is still a mortal."

Angel also discovered: "Living near the source of the law for a long time, even mortals may be contaminated with divinity."

"Mortals know nothing about power, so they can resist the temptation of the law. However, Isabel also has a bad taste. She built a temple here, so that countless Kulakuka people come here to worship every year, but they don't know that they are actually worshipping the soul fragments of their ancestors that are about to be devoured."

"It's ironic, but... I always feel that Isabel shouldn't do this kind of thing because of bad taste, probably for other reasons." Letting mortals guard the source of the law is itself a very strange thing. Angel felt that a third-level wizard who had entered the path of true knowledge would not do such a boring thing.

"Hey, is that all? This old man is good. He didn't give a long speech like other charlatans. I thought he would sing praises for several hours." Shadow's attention was always on the temple. The high priest's speech lasted less than a minute before he signaled the start of the ceremony. "However, for a large-scale ceremony, such an opening speech seems a bit perfunctory."

In Angel's vision, although the high priest's expression was solemn and his demeanor was full of respect for the Holy Castle, his eyes were filled with complex emotions that were hard to explain.

"Do you think this high priest knows about the magic array of Xibolock?" Angel suddenly asked.

"He probably doesn't know." After a pause, Shadow suddenly laughed and said, "But if he knew, it would be interesting to say these high-sounding words in front of all the tribesmen."

...

When the high priest announced the start of the ceremony, the circles of poets at the edge of the altar began to sing hymns one after another.

A team of armored guards, carrying a gorgeous stretcher, passed through the crowd and stepped onto the central platform at the highest level of the altar. On the stretcher was a magic crystal that was almost as tall as their bodies. The four guards worked together to put the magic crystal into the groove in the center of the altar.

When the light shone from the altar, Shadow whispered, "Here it comes."

Looking at the familiar fluctuations of the teleportation array, Angel whispered, "Are you sure there won't be a formal wizard coming?"

Shadow: "No, there will be no formal wizard without the old witch."

As soon as the voice fell, a short figure gradually emerged in the center of the teleportation array.

Short is relative to the height of ordinary humans, but for the Kurakuka tribe, the person who came is still a giant. Moreover, she was a giantess.

Black puffy skirt, black half veil, long straight black hair, pale skin, delicate cheeks.

From the outside, the person was a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old. And Angel noticed that there was no trace of extraordinary aura in this little girl, and she looked like an ordinary mortal.

The little girl had been closing her eyes, and when the light ring of the teleportation array disappeared, she slowly opened her eyes.

The bright red eyes, as soon as they opened, immediately looked at the location of Angel and Shadow.

Doubt flashed in Angel's eyes. If this person was a mortal, how could he find them at first sight? But if it was a wizard apprentice, how powerful would her perception be?

"Diabolo, who is she?" Angel said.

Shadow did not reply.

Angel did not know that in a place he could not see, Shadow was trembling all over, with a look of horror on his face, pointing at the woman who appeared on the altar... "How could it be... How could she appear here?"

The little girl seemed to sense Shadow's emotions, and she gently raised the corners of her lips to the two of them.

The pink tongue swirled slightly on the bright red lips. It seemed like temptation, but also like bloodthirsty greed.

"Look who this is, isn't this the puppet brother Diablo?" With a weird laugh, a sharp female voice suddenly drilled into the mind link between Angel and Shadow.

Originally, Angel was still calm, but the sudden voice made him stunned.

If the other party had transmitted the voice directly, he would not have been so surprised, but the other party not only did not destroy the mind band, but directly forced his way into the mind band, turning the original two-way conversation into a three-way meeting. This ability is definitely not something that an ordinary wizard apprentice can do! Even... maybe not an apprentice?

"I...Isabella, you, how could you..." Shadow's trembling voice came from the mind band.

Angel looked in the direction of Shadow. Although Shadow was hidden, Angel seemed to be able to feel his great emotional fluctuations.

Isabella? This name... How is it so similar to "King of Dusk" Isabelle? Angel suddenly thought that Shadow seemed to have said yesterday that the old witch in the Black Castle was the apprentice of the King of Dusk, and everything was imitating her mentor, even the name...

Angel didn't dare to think any further. Just thinking about this, his heart was pounding.

Could it be that the master really came?

"I just want to see if you are suitable to be my future husband's apprentice." Isabella kept laughing strangely, but her voice was still very clear. It was like there were two tracks at the same time, the laughter was the background sound, and the talking was the main sound.

This is a woman with her own background sound.

Angel didn't dare to say that this was a "little girl" anymore. Even though she was not big, Angel was a little frightened when he thought of her possible identity.

"Look at your shaky legs. Are you so afraid of me? Tsk tsk tsk, I don't think you are worthy of being his apprentice." Isabella's strange double track appeared in the mind band again, "This little brother here is quite suitable."

Angel knew that she should be talking about himself.

Just as he was about to say something, Isabella suddenly made an extremely high-pitched voice, and her tone suddenly changed from admiration: "But I hate blond people! Diablo, kill him for me! Kill him, and I will recognize your status!"

"Hurry up, kill him! Kill him!"

No other voice in the mind band can exist, only "kill him" keeps brainwashing repeatedly.

Shadow's eyes suddenly turned red. He looked at Angel who was invisible on the side, slowly stretched out his hand, and the magic power was slowly gathering... But at this moment, Shadow suddenly screamed, faded from the invisible "light and shadow", kept rolling, and even fell heavily from the tree to the ground. Hands covered his heart, unable to move.

The mind band was still saying "kill him", but Shadow was completely unable to take care of himself at this time.

Angel stood on the tree, looking at the shadow falling to the ground, without saying a word.

Unsurprisingly, the power of the contract took effect. If Shadow didn't let go of his obsession to kill him, he would surely die of a heart explosion soon.

But Isabella's repeated "kill him" was like hypnosis and some kind of suggestion, which made Shadow completely forget to think and only think about how to kill Angel. However, under the constraints of the contract, he couldn't do it at all, but hurt himself.

Shadow was still wailing on the ground, but Angel turned his head and looked at the altar.

"Little girl" Isabella stood on the top of the altar, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, which was very strange. But what was even more strange was that time seemed to be frozen at this moment. The singer stopped singing, and the Kulakuka people surrounding the altar were all frozen.

All the Kulakuka people present were frozen at this moment.

Angel looked at Isabella, "Although I don't know why you suddenly said you wanted to kill me, if you really want me to die, you can come here in person."

Isabella didn't speak, and she was still urging Shadow to kill Angel.

Understanding flashed in Angel's eyes: "Sure enough, your real body didn't come, right?"

After the words fell, Angel stretched out his hand, and a wisp of nightmare air slowly leaked out from his fingers.

With the appearance of nightmare air, the frozen Kulakuka tribe "came alive" again, while Isabella, who was standing in the center of the altar, showed a surprised expression and slowly broke into pieces.

"The illusion is excellent, but... after all, it is just an illusion created by a wisp of consciousness." Angel whispered.

As the illusion was broken, the Kulakuka tribe came alive again, singing and cheering.

The light on the teleportation array continued to emit, and a black shadow gradually appeared, but it was not Isabella's figure just now.

Angel glanced at the teleportation array, and then set his eyes on the shadow on the ground. He lightly snapped his fingers. A Wanyin illusion was pulled open, covering his and the shadow's figures.

As Isabella's illusion disappeared, the shadow's red eyes regained clarity again.

"Huh——" Shadow panted, feeling the pain in his body. After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "I was tricked by that old witch and almost died here. Thank you very much!"

Angel said calmly: "I hypnotized you with the sound. If you didn't have the idea of ​​killing me subconsciously, you wouldn't have been tricked."

Angel's words made Shadow a little embarrassed. But he was thick-skinned and stood up as if nothing had happened: "Ahem, has the Adventer appeared?... Hey, I was right, it was really Fiona."

"Don't change the subject, I don't care what your subconscious mind thinks, just remember that you owe me a favor."