Chapter 225 Sacrifice

The dark fireball blasted towards the wall, but it was like a stone thrown into the sea. All the violent energy was absorbed by the wall without causing even a ripple.

"It really didn't work."

Enzo shook his head, not too surprised by the result.

The maze of night is a place where gods sleep, and there are bound to be countless restrictions left behind. It is almost impossible for mortals to break through them through violent means.

"It seems that if you want to leave here, you still need to look for clues from these murals!"

Enzo took a deep breath and looked at the wall.

Suddenly, he frowned.

"Sacrifice to the gods, but why are there no sacrifices?"

From the content recorded on the mural, Enzo seemed to see a clue. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart, thinking of some possibility, and suddenly took a breath of air.

"Could it be that... I am the sacrifice?"

A chill ran down my spine and straight to the top of my head. The scene on the mural of the Essos people singing and dancing and offering sacrifices to the gods suddenly seemed extremely strange.

A thought flashed through Enzo's mind, and he remembered seeing the fifth of six murals in the ruins temple of Essos.

A huge spider was entrenched in the sky, and its threads spread in all directions, wrapping everyone into white cocoons.

"Could it be that everything that happened before was for a sacrifice?"

A picture flashed through my mind, the murals in the ruins of Essos, the prophecies on the black sword, and the rumors of the opening of the Kingdom of God...

Behind the scenes, there seemed to be a hand pushing everything, luring the wizards into the world of the Kingdom of God and fighting for the maze of night.

"We must get out of here as soon as possible!"

Enzo didn't dare to think too much and said in a deep voice: "Chip, conduct data analysis, how to crack the maze?"

"Ding! There is energy interference around, and the analysis failed!"

The sound of the chip rang in his mind, Enzo's heart sank, and his face became increasingly ugly.

Energy interference results in limited chip functionality.

The magic power in his body disappeared quickly, and the relief murals on the surrounding walls looked even weirder. Enzo took a deep breath and suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

"That's right, Ocano!"

Suddenly, Enzo remembered the undead Okano in the Book of Resentful Souls. His mother was a remnant of Essos and might have some information about the sacrifices of the Essos people.

Afterwards, Enzo took out the Book of Resentful Souls.

A transparent undead was released, and Ocano was a little confused. After seeing Enzo, his heart suddenly trembled.

"Witch...Master Wizard." Okano said tremblingly.

"Ocano, your mother is a remnant of Essos. How much do you know about the sacrifices of the Essos people?" Enzo asked straight to the point.

"Sacrifice?"

Okano was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he quickly said, "When my mother was alive, she told me some about the Essos people's sacrificial customs."

"As far as I know, the people of Essos believe in the goddess of the night. According to customs passed down from ancient times, they usually hold sacrificial ceremonies under the cover of night."

"During certain festivals, the Essos people will prepare sacrifices in advance, light the altar with flames, and then dance to please the goddess of the night!"

"Dancing?" Enzo's heart moved and he asked, "What kind of dance?"

"This...I don't know."

Okano hesitated, shook his head and said, "Since the traces of the Night Goddess disappeared, the Essos people have not performed sacrifices for a long time."

"Even my mother doesn't know how to dance the sacrificial dance. She only knows that the dance seems to be called the "Shadow Sword Dance."

"Shadow Sword Dance?"

Enzo frowned, feeling that the name was familiar. Suddenly his eyes widened and he blurted out: "Shadow Sword Technique!"

Okano looked confused.

The luster in Enzo's eyes flashed, and then he took back Ocano's book of resentful souls and took out the black sword from the space ring.

"Shadow Sword Technique..."

Enzo held the black sword in his hand, recalling the movements of the Shadow Sword Technique in his mind, and took a deep breath.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes, the sword blade in his hand cut through the air, and his feet moved forward at a specific pace, like a dance.

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Dark maze, another place.

Ahead, the long corridor seemed to have no end. The two figures kept moving forward, but in the end they returned to the starting point, repeating the cycle.

"It seems we are trapped here."

Slot's face turned pale, and the magic power in his body was constantly being devoured, making his condition become weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind.

"If you want to give up, feel free!"

Next to him, Lafite's lips turned white, but his face had a stubborn expression.

"I won't stop waiting for you!"

Slott smiled bitterly, his feet suddenly softened, and his body collapsed on the ground. The blood from the broken arm fell on the ground, leaving a trail of blood.

Lafite gritted his teeth and took a few steps forward, then stopped and turned back to Slote.

"Your personality is exactly the same as your mother's." Slott sighed.

"You are not allowed to mention mother!"

Lafite gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

There was a hint of loneliness on Slott's face, and he lowered his head and stopped talking.

After a while of silence.

"I'm sorry, Lafite." Slott raised his head, with a hint of guilt on his face, and said, "For so many years, I have never fulfilled my responsibilities as a father, and you suffered a lot of injustice when you were a child..."

Lafite bit his lip and said nothing.

"The ban left by the goddess of night cannot be easily broken by mortals." Slott leaned his head against the wall, his eyes flashed, and he murmured, "If you don't pay some price, it seems that you can't get out of this maze!"

"Since the regrets of the past cannot be made up, then as a father, let me fulfill my duty once..."

After that, Slott closed his eyes, and a burst of magic light burst out from his chest.

"What are you doing!?"

Lafite was shocked and trembled, "Don't do stupid things!"

The magic light bloomed, and at the moment of a formal wizard's death, he burst out all his last strength and tore the surrounding space.

"Goodbye, Rafite!"

Slott smiled and said with some regret, "This is the only thing I can do for you as a father..."

After that, he pushed his palm.

The invisible force pushed Rafite into the space crack. The next moment, the light in Slott's eyes gradually dimmed, and white silk threads appeared under him.

Like spider silk, white threads entangled Slott's body, forming a huge cocoon layer by layer, and then hung upside down in the air.

At the same time, area.

The same scene was repeated on different people. All those who entered the night maze through the altar were trapped in a corridor.

"Damn it!"

The magic power in a wizard's body was devoured, and he knelt on the ground unwillingly. From the surrounding space, white spider silks entangled him like poisonous snakes, turning him into a huge cocoon.