Main Text Chapter 409: Purifying the Soul

Babaya was assigned the last part of the song. She looked a little nervous. After she came on stage, she kept breathing. She didn't know where to put her hands. Sometimes she raised them to her waist, and sometimes they fell on both sides of her skirt.

Angel laughed softly. He didn't expect that this girl who acted so realistically in front of them would also be so nervous.

"Sir, do you know Babaya?" asked the high priest.

Angel nodded: "This little girl's acting is pretty good."

Acting? The high priest was confused.

Shadow said: "You call someone a little girl, maybe you are younger than her."

Speaking of age, the high priest looked at Angel. When he talked to this adult, he only noticed the maturity of his tone and never thought about his age. Looking closely, he seemed to be really young. Although his face was delicate, he still looked immature.

The high priest thought for a moment, "Babaya seems to be seventeen years old this year."

Angel choked, and a barely perceptible blush flashed across his face. She was really one year older than him! Sometimes it is difficult to change a fixed impression. He saw Babaya as a thumb girl, and naturally equated small size with young age.

"See, I was right, wasn't I? I think you should be less than seventeen?" Shadow seemed to be teasing, but his eyes were full of envy and jealousy that could not be concealed. Angel had such an achievement at such a young age, which completely shattered his self-confidence and pride that he had built up in the past thirty years, making him very embarrassed.

Angel forced himself to remain calm, sneered, and answered Shadow's questioning with a sneer.

Shadow's eyes twitched. He was sure that Angel was definitely embarrassed, but facing such an expression, anything he said now seemed wrong. He could only curse in his heart: "Arrogant ghost."

The first three singers quickly finished their respective parts, and the disc-like secret treasure did not react as before. Obviously, these three people were not one of the 3%.

Finally, it was Babaya's turn. She breathed a sigh of relief, holding up her green puffy skirt, and quickly took her place.

She touched her chest with her right palm and wanted to sing.

But who knew that her first note would float away. Perhaps because she was too nervous, Babaya was stunned on the spot when her voice broke, and she looked at a loss.

The priests looked at each other, but the singers below covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

There were tears in Babaya's eyes.

Just when Babaya felt too embarrassed, she suddenly felt a coolness between her eyebrows, and a power that calmed people's hearts radiated from her eyebrows.

For a moment, all the sounds around were quiet.

"Sing." It was Fiona who spoke, a gentle and affectionate female voice. But for some reason, another person flashed through Babaya's mind, the human with a clear male voice.

Babaya looked around and found that everyone had quieted down. There was no noise in her ears except for the slight sound of the wind.

Babaya felt cool again between her eyebrows. She seemed to see a green field, a Manyue tree, and her beloved grandmother.

"The fourth..." Babaya opened her throat. This time her syllables did not float, but were accurately on the scale, "The fourth hero, accompanied by the hymn to open the door in the sky..."

Babaya's singing finally returned to normal level, clear and melodious.

"I didn't expect you to be so gentlemanly." Shadow said, Babaya could open her voice again, and Angel played an indispensable role. Even Fiona's "Sing" was said by Angel. But he used a little illusion effect to prevent others from hearing it.

"It's just a little effort." Angel did not comment.

"You are too tolerant of mortals, which may become a weakness for your enemies to attack you." Shadow suddenly said.

"So, you want to use mortals to restrain me?"

Shadow smiled awkwardly: "I am not your enemy. Besides, haven't we reconciled?"

Angel smiled and didn't talk in depth.

After Babaya finished singing, she took a deep breath, walked to the front of the stage with the other three, and looked at the high priest.

The high priest looked at the silent treasure on the other side and shook his head: "Step down, the next batch."

Their expressions were a little depressed, and Babaya's eyes flashed with sadness. She could only run for election once in her life. She didn't get selected for the Sky Choir this time, and she would never have another chance in the future. Thinking of the villagers in Mu Ya Village who had high expectations for him, she couldn't help but shed tears.

The other unsuccessful singers also cried, but under the expulsion of the priests, they could only leave the Centennial Hall silently.

"It's pitiful. If they knew that this Sky Choir was not a singing competition, they would probably collapse, right?" Shadow looked at a group of crying Thumbelinas, saying "pitiful" but with a tone full of gloating.

Shadow's words made the high priest lower his head. Angel glanced at him and said nothing.

After this group of singers left, there were not many singers left in the Centennial Hall.

"What if there are no qualified singers this year?" Angel asked.

The high priest glanced at Fiona: "If no suitable singers are selected, the Adventers will go to find them personally, and they will definitely find them in the end."

The high priest implied that the Black Castle had a special way to find people.

However, now that Fiona was controlled by Shadow, she couldn't use the special method to find people. They could only pray that there would be singers who met the requirements later.

Their luck wasn't too bad.

After two more batches, a bloodline person finally appeared in the new batch.

This was a singer with a black birthmark on his face. As soon as he came on stage and opened his voice, the high priest said "eh".

Because the disc-shaped secret treasure suddenly flashed with clear light. And he swallowed and vomited like a breathing creature.

"It's you. The others go out and you stay on the stage." The high priest pointed at the girl with the black birthmark.

The girl was stunned for a moment and showed an ecstatic expression, while the others left the Centenary Hall gloomily.

"From today on, you are a member of the new Sky Choir." The high priest recalled the girl's name: "Your name is Yelena, right?"

The girl was still in joy and nodded excitedly.

"Yelena, after you calm down, start your performance. This solo performance is your key to entering the sky choir. Make sure you don't make a mistake." The high priest said solemnly. If you want to unlock the secret treasure, you must sing every lyric. Yes, otherwise the secret treasure will not only be unable to be opened, but will also enter a cooling period of up to 300 days.

Yelena also knew the seriousness of this matter, so she stood on the stage and tried her best to calm down her mood.

"Do you think she will make mistakes like Babaya?" Shadow looked at Yelena whose chest was rising and falling and asked curiously.

"Don't be so talkative." Angel said angrily.

Although what the shadow said is unlikely to happen, after all, "Elf Epic" is not long, and these singers have been singing since they were young, so they will not make principled mistakes. But sometimes you are not afraid of 10,000, but just in case.

Angel thought for a while and arranged a fantasy world around Yelena.

From the mountain streams to the vast snowfields; from the continent in the clouds to the bright starry night. Angel arranged the illusion while observing Yelena's reaction.

Her reaction was devoid of much emotion other than curiosity.

It wasn't until Angel set up the stage for thousands of people and the lights were bright that Yelena's mood began to rise, excitement and excitement clearly appearing in her eyes.

He seems to be a person who craves attention and a big stage. Angel thought for a while and let Yelena be in the center of the crowd, with the lights focused and enjoying the glory.

At the same time, Angel also released a line of Teacup Band. In the past, the music played by the Teacup Band was difficult to listen to, but after Babaya's last performance, Angel finally understood that it wasn't that the Teacup Band couldn't play good music. Maybe when he was in the Nightmare World, the level of monster appreciation there was at a low level. The other extreme.

Sure enough, with the blessing of the fantasy stage and the performance of the teacup band, Yelena performed at her best.

As she sang, every syllable was flawless and even reached its peak. Therefore, the secret treasure disc began to shine brightly.

The high priest flicked the disk and let it float in mid-air.

"Two adults, as long as they are shrouded in light, their souls can be purified." The high priest said, letting the disc stay above their heads.

As Yelena sang, the clear light fell down, and Angel felt as if his soul had entered a pool of clear spring, with mysterious power washing away the impurities in his soul.

However, Angel's soul was very pure, so under the clear light, he only felt that his soul was warm and relaxed, without too many impurities escaping.

The shadow on the other side kept moaning in comfort, and a large amount of black breath floated out from its soul, which showed that its soul had much more impurities than Angel.

The clear light became stronger and stronger. Under the clear light, Angel felt so soft that he wanted to lie down and sleep soundly.

But at this moment, the clear light suddenly touched the gray mist in his soul... These gray mist are the embodiment of gravity veins. For the soul, it can be said to be impurities, but it seems to be helpful. So the clear light has been surrounding the gray fog for a long time, seeming to be thinking about what to do with the gray fog?

Angel's mood also improved with Qingguang. He remembered that the high priest once pointed out the gray fog in his soul, and Qingguang seemed to be useful for this.

But how useful it is, the high priest did not say.

The clear light lingered outside the gray mist for a long time, and finally started to move. It slowly extended, wrapping the gray mist like a thin film, and then slowly shrank...

In the end, the gray mist that filled the depths of the soul shrank into a circle, gathering together the source of the gray mist and all the gray mist that spread.

Then the clear light dissipated.

Angel's head was full of questions. He just gathered the gray mist together and stopped spreading. Is this the end? What about the purification you promised?

At the same time, the clear light of the disc secret treasure dissipated and returned to the hands of the high priest, shrinking smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

When Angel was confused, Shadow stretched and said lazily: "It's a worthwhile trip. Nearly half of the impurities in my soul have been removed, and the chance of being promoted to an official wizard has also been improved."

After finishing speaking, Shadow looked at Angel: "I just noticed that there are very few impurities in your soul. Have you purified your soul before?"

Angel ignored the shadow and looked at the high priest. Is this what you mean when you say "the gray mist in the soul also needs the next rain"?

The high priest whispered: "Sir, the veins in your body are not impurities, but if they spread throughout the soul, it may still cause problems in the soul. Now that they are gathered together, it is a good thing ”