Main Text Volume Chapter 384 Selection?

The so-called next plan is actually to rely on Angel's illusion to confuse the Kulakuka tribe. He can quietly pass through the teleportation array and enter the inner world unknowingly.

This plan originally did not require attacking Fiona, but only needed to sneak in when Fiona was not at the altar. But Fiona's existence is a variable, and no one knows whether this variable will add new variables; so after weighing the pros and cons, they decided to temporarily control Fiona. Wait until the plan succeeds, and then release her.

"Fiona will be handed over to you for the time being." Shadow pointed at Fiona, who had become a puppet, and said to Angel.

Angel nodded. According to the plan, he only needed to keep Fiona at home. Other things will be discussed after Shadow returns.

After sending Fiona to the residence, Angel followed Shadow to the Holy Mountain Altar.

The festival will be celebrated for three days and three nights, so at this time, the scene under the Holy Mountain is still bustling.

The carnival crowd outside the altar can be ignored for the time being. The Kulakuka knights guarding the teleportation array at the top of the altar needed to be dealt with.

Because there were people around the altar, Angel could not get close and could only cast spells from a distance. This was a big test for him. It was the first time for him to set up an illusion from such a distance.

Fortunately, everyone here was a mortal. The nightmare aura that Angel continued to release was not noticed by anyone except Shadow.

After a while, the teleportation array at the top of the altar set up a light-blocking formation, and at the same time, all the guarding knights fell into the woven "festival illusion".

"Okay, it should be okay to use the teleportation array now." Angle paused: "Pay attention to the time. If you haven't returned before the end of the festival, I will leave this garden immediately and use Fiona to open the magic array instead of you and return to the surface world."

"Don't worry, I have a sense of that thing. If nothing goes wrong, I will definitely return before the end of the festival." Shadow paused: "If you can also come to the inner world to help me, maybe it can be completed faster."

"Isabella may not have murderous intentions towards you, but not towards me... Besides, that is her base camp. Even if she is not in the Black Castle now, who knows if she will still be conscious, so forget it." Angle thought of Isabella's inexplicable murderous intentions towards him before, and always felt that something was a bit strange.

Shadow had some guesses about Isabella's attitude towards Angel, but since the matter involved his mentor, he couldn't say it out loud, so he could only nod to Angel: "Okay, when I go, you can also take the opportunity to look for clues about soul purification here. Maybe when I get that item back, I can have a double happiness."

After Shadow said that, he was ready to fly to the altar.

Suddenly, he paused, and said to Angel's puzzled eyes: "In fact, Fiona is pretty good-looking, and her long golden hair is especially beautiful. Why don't you take advantage of these few days to do her? I guarantee that even if she wakes up, she won't find any clues."

In response to Shadow's ridicule, Angel only replied with one word: Get lost.

Shadow came to the teleportation array with a smile, and before disconnecting the mind tether, he continued: "Do you know why Fiona's nickname is the Forgiving Witch? Because no matter what you do, she will forgive you! Go ahead!"

After that, Shadow disconnected the mind tether and disappeared on the altar in the teleportation light that no one saw.

Until he was sure that Shadow had disappeared, Angel slowly sank his face.

Shadow seemed to be teasing him in a very intimate tone, but Angel knew very well that there was still an irreconcilable contradiction between the two of them. It was just that under the binding of the contract, he had to pretend to be polite.

After sending Shadow away, Angel planned to go to Fiona first and then explore the temple.

But just as he turned around and was about to leave, he found that the bald high priest with a white beard mopping the ground on the top of the temple was looking at him quietly.

I don't know how long he looked at him.

Angel was stunned, and the two looked at each other in the air for a few seconds.

Angell's expression was full of inquiry, but the high priest's eyes were still as calm as before. But Angell always felt that his eyes were like the sea without wind and waves. It seemed calm, but under the sea, there were deep currents and undercurrents.

"Did you see it?" Angell said silently with his lips.

The high priest lowered his eyes, shook his head, and walked back to the temple with a staggering step.

Angell didn't understand what he meant, but he vaguely felt that the high priest should have seen their actions, but why didn't he stop them?

Not being able to stop them might be a reason. But Angell didn't believe that the high priest had no channel to contact the Black Castle. He had been living in the temple. The people in the Black Castle wanted to know the situation of the source of the law at all times, so they would definitely contact him.

But he chose to remain silent, which was a bit interesting.

Angell looked deeply at the location of the temple and turned to leave the Holy Mountain.

…

In a corner of the plain in the southern suburbs of West Borok, there is an exquisite and magnificent dome palace. Almost every meter of the building's exterior wall has exquisite carvings, and the windows are covered with colorful window grilles, which looks gorgeous and magnificent.

The name of this palace is: Centennial.

It is a temporary residence built by the Kulakuka clan for the descenders of the Holy Castle.

Pushing open the tall crescent copper door of the Centennial Palace, the interior is exquisitely decorated and brightly lit with candles. But there is no one, it seems very lonely and deserted.

Fiona sat expressionlessly on a chair in front of the long table in the center of the hall, her face pale, with a puppet's signature weird smile on her lips.

Angel released his magic hand and moved Fiona from the hall to the bedroom on the second floor.

He planned to rest here for the next two days, but he didn't plan to face the weird and gloomy puppet face all the time. As for what Shadow said, taking advantage of Fiona being controlled to do her... this is completely nonsense. Not to mention whether Angel himself is willing or not, just looking at Fiona's gloomy and weird expression, even if he has an appetite, it will wilt. Of course, people with special hobbies are excluded.

After moving Fiona back to the bedroom, Angel took advantage of the free time to rest and released Toby from the space bracelet.

It has been more than a week since Toby fell into a coma.

Angel was still very worried at first, but later he analyzed that Toby was very likely to be advancing, and he gradually put his mind at ease.

Since it is an advancement, it is not a good idea to keep it in the bracelet. Angel knew that there are various abnormalities when Warcraft advances. If the abnormality is too intense, then the things he collected in the bracelet will be in trouble.

So it is better to put it outside.

Just after Toby was settled, there was a rustling sound outside the hall.

Not long after, a voice suddenly came from the loudspeaker at the door: "Lady Fiona, the choir has gathered. When can we start the selection?"

Selection? Angel was stunned. Could this selection be the selection of the sky choir mentioned by Babaya?

Damn it! He almost forgot about this!

The priest outside the door asked again when he didn't get a response for a long time.

Angel rubbed his temples. It was really troublesome.

In the thinking space, a model emerged with the thought, and the transparent illusion enveloped the priest outside the door.

Although male and female voices can be changed by just changing the frequency, he has never heard Fiona's voice, and even if he wants to imitate it, there is no model. There is no way, he can only rely on the illusion to directly block the recognition of the voice by this group of people.

"In the evening." Angel answered directly in his original voice, but none of the priests outside the door noticed something strange.

"Does the selection location need to be changed?" The priest continued to ask.

According to past experience, this selection location is at the foot of the Holy Mountain and has not changed for nearly a thousand years. It doesn't matter whether they ask or not, but out of respect and procedure, they still asked.

"Let's do it here." Angel didn't know where the selection location was, so he could only respond vaguely.

"Lord Fiona, do you mean to change the selection here?" The priests looked at each other. Isn't it a customary rule? Why did they suddenly change the location?

"Well, change it here. I'm a little tired today and want to be quiet." Angel said.

The priests gestured outside the door and communicated anxiously. Angell used his mental tentacles to see all their performances.

It's just a selection of a choir, just a change of location. Why did these little guys start to sign language?

Angell thought to himself, is there any trick here?

While Angell was thinking, the priests outside seemed to have communicated a result, "Okay, we will start to change the location immediately. Lady Fiona, we will take our leave first."

After the priests left, Angell still had a question mark on his head.

What is the significance of this choir selection?

Do the people of the Black Castle select a choir every time they descend? Or is this time special?

Angell couldn't figure out what the purpose of a choir is. Could it be that Isabella, like Lydia, also has a special liking for music?

Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty. On the other hand, the priests who learned that the location was to be changed hurried back to the Holy Mountain.

After getting off the hummingbird, the priests hurriedly wanted to enter the temple, but were stopped by the guards. The temple is an important place, and only the high priest and two serving priests can enter on weekdays.

"Orders must be obeyed, and they are forbidden."

"We have important matters to report to the high priest." The priests said anxiously.

The guards did not give them face, and executed the orders issued by the high priest with a cold face.

So, a group of priests who wanted to enter the temple began a long stalemate with the loyal guards.

The noise outside finally attracted the attention of the high priest. After arguing for most of the day, the high priest slowly walked out of the inner hall with a cane.

"It's His Excellency the High Priest! Great, you finally came out!"