Chapter 346: The old woman flirts with the teenage madness, the Ring of the Nibelungen, and today’s meal in the Kingdom of Shadows (1W)
Two days have passed since the stormy night in Plymouth.
Yeats had not slept for three days and three nights.
Coupled with the fact that he has experienced many battles in a row, even though he has the sixth ring level, his spirit is on the verge of reaching its limit and he is in urgent need of sleep to relieve the fatigue deep in his soul.
Although the Shadow Realm is dark and dark, it is isolated from the material plane.
The Castle of Shadows, located in the center of the City of Shadows, retains the characteristics of human architecture. The interior decoration is mainly black and dark purple, and the appliances are luxurious and comfortable.
The reason why the Castle of Shadows satisfies Yeats, a human being, is related to the fact that Skach, the Queen of the Shadow Realm, was once a human being.
As early as the old era thousands of years ago, human civilization had developed to the height of the Middle Ages, and until the fifteenth century of the Holy Calendar, the quality of facilities in cities, streets, and castles may not have been able to catch up with the ancient empire. This is also the reason. This is why the bards called the ancient empire the 'Golden Age' and derogated the present as the 'Dark Age'.
Yeats's room was located on the top floor of the Castle of Shadows. Dark curtains concealed a four-poster bed covered with purple velvet. It was as noble as the imperial royal 'Purple Room'.
The dome is covered with a layer of darkness. With your mind, you can let the darkness disperse and see the bright stars above the dome.
In the land of night, although there is no bright moonlight, there are magnificent stars.
The night when I witnessed the battle between two powerful men from the Holy Realm and obtained the [Inheritance of Judgment].
Led by Skach, Yeats came to his bedroom, admired the starry sky and dome, and then fell asleep, completely losing the concept of time.
It wasn't until Skacher forced open Yeats's bed that Yeats woke up from his half-sleep.
“Get up and practice shooting!”
On Skach's cold face, his purple eyes held irresistible majesty. He grabbed a corner of the quilt with one hand and said:
"It's already dawn, don't be lazy!"
" "Is it... dawn?" Yeats looked at the dark dome in confusion, "Where is the light?"
It's completely pitch black and you can't see anything clearly!
“When the stars sink, become dim, and everything is in darkness, it is the dawn of the Kingdom of Shadows.”
Skacher said calmly: "The day's plan begins in the morning. I have prepared today's training plan for you. You only need to follow my steps."
Yeats was stunned for a moment, and gradually He came back to his senses and nodded slowly.
The Queen of Shadows is tasked with guiding the Chosen of the Night.
She is not only a master of spear skills, but also a master of both magic and martial arts. She has amazing attainments in both the fields of dark night magic and runes.
Being Skah as a teacher is the dream of countless demigod heroes.
If he hadn't been lucky enough to become the Dark Night God's Chosen, he wouldn't have been able to receive the attention of the Queen of Night Eyes.
In this dark world of shadows, Yeats is not yet sure how long he will stay, but he is certain...the opportunity to learn from Scach is something that cannot be missed!
As for the outside world.
Yeats was a little worried about Helena's current situation.
After he disappeared out of thin air in Plymouth, the Dark Night Sect would definitely fall into chaos for a period of time, and Helena, who he had saved with his own hands, would be in an embarrassing situation.
Originally, Yeats planned to start promoting the original plan as soon as he became the God's Chosen, let Helena join the Poseidon Temple, and single-handedly help her ascend to the throne of the High Priest of the Poseidon Temple.
But now, leaving the shadow world is still a problem, and Helena’s plan can only be put on hold for the time being.
Fortunately, before Yeats left, he entrusted Helena to the priest Chloe.
There are not many good people in the Dark Night Sect.
Margotha and Chloe, master, servant and friend, are two.
With Chloe taking care of her, Helena at least wouldn't be locked up.
After all, Margotha has been the High Priest of the Night for so long, and her ability to coordinate the overall situation is first-class.
During the time when the Dark Night Chosen disappeared, she was still able to make the Dark Night Sect evacuate from Plymouth.
Yeats deduced that Margotha had already begun preparations for the construction of the plane array, just to welcome the return of the Night God's Chosen.
"Having said that, you still can't stay in the film world for too long. Three months is the maximum period..."
Yeats silently set a deadline for himself.
Three months were enough for Yeats to make a huge improvement and stabilize his strength and vision in the realm of the Sixth Ring Master!
Yeats had just become the Master of the Sixth Ring, and a vast new world was unfolding in front of him.
After all, Yeats has made extraordinary achievements. He has only been less than two years old and has a lot of lack of experience. Whether it is combat skills or magic, they need to be further polished before he can stand firm when facing the Sixth Ring Master. invincible position.
There are many things that you need to figure out on your own. Now, you can ask the Queen of Night Eyes for advice and avoid many detours.
It can be said that each of Skach's tips contains thousands of years of wisdom and insights, which are enough to benefit Yeats a lot!
Thousands of years... accidentally, I couldn't help but think about the teacher's age.
Yeats was in a subtle mood.
I don’t know which one is older, the driller or the teacher!
The soul of Yeats seeking death is burning.
It must be because the drill teeth are bigger, after all, he is an evil little squirrel who has been fanning the flames since the beginning of the world.
What about Feitambi? Hmm... The teacher is probably older than the Fish of Wisdom...
"How long will you continue to be in a daze?"
Scakhe frowned slightly, his tone already filled with a hint of anxiety. Joy.
"Right away!" Yeats said.
Whether you can take advantage of the opportunity to study in the film world and deepen your friendship with Skach will determine whether you can embrace Skach's lap.
If you can eat Skach's "soft rice"... you can add another strong general when you play in a team in the future!
The Queen of Night Eyes is beautiful, this is not the key, the key is that she likes to practice guns!
Last night, Yeats slept with his clothes on. He quickly dressed up and used the divinity of the dark night to impose a [Dark Night Blessing·Dark Night Spirit Clothes] on himself.
This is another blessing that Yeats received outside of [Eternal Darkness] after becoming the Chosen One of the Dark Night. It has excellent concealment and protective effects.
From the appearance, it looks like a robe as deep as night, with a texture as smooth and delicate as silk. If you look closely, you will see that this black color will reflect a soft shimmer, as gorgeous as a raven's feathers.
The consumption of [Dark Night Spirit Clothes] is very small. In addition, the Dark Night Divinity in Yeats's body is in an inexhaustible state, so the Spirit Clothes can be kept open at any time.
Gazing at the handsome young man, Skach nodded imperceptibly. Judging from human aesthetics, he was indeed extraordinary, and said:
"The illusion on you can be removed."
Glancing at Yeats's hesitant expression, Skacher's purple eyes contained a glimmer of insight into people's hearts, and taught in a strict teacher's tone:
"I'm not interested in your origin and purpose. I just need to know that you are the Chosen One of the Dark Night God. Setting up defenses against me will only affect our training progress. Such results are very unsatisfactory."
Sooner or later. To show his true face in front of Skach.
Yeats thought for a moment and lifted the illusion that Daisy had set for himself.
The black hair turned into silver hair, and the melancholy and restrained aura turned into a resolute and sunny demeanor.
“It looks much better than before.”
Skacher commented lightly, hugged the magic gun, turned around and left Yeats with a perfect curve of his back, and said:
"Follow me."
"Teacher, do you want to eat first? "Some breakfast?"
Yeats' instinct as a chef came online again and asked.
“Breakfast…”
Skach seemed a little unfamiliar with this word. After struggling to recall it for a moment, he found the corresponding thing from the ancient dusty memory. He turned around and said:
"As for food, I usually only drink some at night. Shadow wine made from twilight berries, well...taken with food in the morning It will affect your training. I will have dinner with you at night."
Yeats saw that Skach had not communicated with a living person for a long time, and Skach had to learn many daily vocabulary. It takes a while to recall the specific meaning, which is inseparable from her thousand-year lifespan.
Speaking of which.
Yeats looked up at the sky, a sense of expectation rising in his heart.
Now you can use ingredients from the shadow world to make dinner!
Shadow deep pool fish, black crystal honey, shadow ant eggs, void fungi, shadow crabs... These are rare and precious materials in the material plane. They can not only be used to refine potions, but also to make The taste of the food is also outstanding!
It’s time to feed the teacher some food to increase his favor!
"Yeats...how old are you this year?"
In the night courtyard, Skach was wearing a dark purple battle armor, hugging a magic gun, purple hair flying, walking in the leaves In front of Zhi, he looked back and asked.
The age of a warrior is closely related to his combat skills and training methods. Understanding age will allow him to better teach students according to their aptitude. This is the detailed consideration from an excellent instructor.
"Almost seventeen years old."
Yeats paused for a moment, unable to restrain his burning desire to commit suicide, and asked:
"Where is the teacher? "
Yeats clearly saw that Skach's steps were slow for a moment, then returned to normal, and said in a stiff tone:
"Bigger than you."
"Exactly...how much bigger?"
Bang!
Yeats was knocked away by a shadow wolf that suddenly appeared.
Sneak attack!
The shadow wolf, which has no martial ethics, seemed to be controlled by Skach himself. With the strength of a chariot, it flew Yeats, the master of the six rings, away!
No, there is no doubt. Yeats fell to the ground and grinned. This must be the instruction given by the teacher!
“These shadow wolves are the targets left for you to practice today.”
Scakhe’s eyes were sharp, he held up the gorgeous gun flower, and pointed the thorn magic gun at the horns. The three shadow wolves approaching her said sternly:
"I ask you to seal the soul realm first, practice the basic skills, and start from the most basic details..."
The gun was like lightning, whizzing through the wind, instantly piercing the heads of the three shadow wolves, killing the shadow beasts into broken phantoms.
In less than a breath, the amazing spear skills were beyond Yeats's understanding. Even the Blood Spider, who was good at spear skills, was not worth mentioning in front of Skach!
Yeats couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Coach, I want to learn to shoot!
Scakhe pulled up her purple hair chicly, and Yeats's eyes reflected a beautiful and noble figure. She said lightly:
"I have roughly understood your current state in the soul realm... I will first teach you the six-ring combat skill [Shadow Spear Killing]. The main point of this skill is to activate the divinity of the dark night to create a phantom clone. And you can switch positions with your clone at any time to perform powerful and heavy blows..."
"When the time is right, I will teach you the [Shadow Step] method. This is much better than the [Into Shadow] method you are using now..."
Listen to Skach Yeats's patient guidance made him feel moved. Looking at her slender fingers holding up her purple hair, his heart was pounding.
The old woman teased the boy and made him crazy. Yes.
Thank you, Master, I will definitely not call you old casually unless I can’t help it!
Immediately, Skach summoned three shadow wolves again and asked Yeats to follow her instructions and use the spear to fight back.
Yeats's spear skills have a certain foundation. Although he is not as good as his swordsmanship, he already has expert attainments. He can easily master the Mad Lion Halberd and the Blood King Spear.
But in Skacher's eyes, Yeats's actions were still full of loopholes, and he could always provide precise and constructive advice, which made Yeats suddenly enlightened.
Time passes quietly.
The purple night sky rises, and the Kingdom of Darkness envelopes a night sky dotted with stars, which is much more beautiful than the gloomy darkness and silence of "daytime".
Yeats was exhausted, his arms were sore, and he could hardly lift his fingers.
Looking at the panting Yeats, the queen with stern night-colored eyes showed a smile on her face and said gently:
“Thank you for your hard work... go back and rest, I will take you there. Taste, uh-"
"Dinner," Yeats said.
"Well, dinner." Skach nodded slightly and explained, "I don't often use this word."
"Understood."
Yeats smiled and said:
"Otherwise, teacher, I will prepare a dinner for you!"
Scach was startled slightly. , said:
“The creatures in the shadow world are different from the material plane and do not have the materials you are familiar with.”
"It doesn't matter." Yeats said confidently, "I cook the ingredients from the shadow world in the same way!"
Scakhe's strength has reached the point where he doesn't need to eat, but as a human being, he still occasionally It will satisfy the appetite.
The stars are turning.
The Castle of Shadows.
Beside a window in the thick stone wall, a stern figure was leaning against the window, staring at the deep starry sky.
The shadow wine in the glass glowed with a dark purple light, and a burst of fragrant violet aroma spread out. The night wind caressed Skacher's purple hair. She shook the wine glass gently, savoring the unique bitter taste of twilight grapes. I caught a glimpse of the figure coming from behind.
"Master...cough, teacher!"
Holding a dinner plate covered with a bell jar in his hand, Yeats changed his words and said, "It's time to eat!"
Scacher sat elegantly at the long dining table.
This dining table has not been used for thousands of years. The reason why the dining room is kept in the castle is entirely because the Castle of Shadows was built according to the castle in Skach's memory.
A thousand years ago that was so long that even Skach herself could not remember, she was a princess of a human kingdom in the old era. Later, because of her outstanding talent, she was promoted to a subordinate god by the goddess of the night, and buried a group of evil gods with a magic gun. From the princess to the queen of night.
The magic gun stood beside her, with a chilling aura. Skach put his hands on his chin, watching with interest the plates Yeats brought to the table, and asked:
"What is this?"
"Stir-fried void fungi!"
Yeats opened the bell jar, and a fragrant aroma of fungi filled the air along with the surging purple light.
The slices of void fungus on the plate are shining with golden light, and the fungi are covered with unpredictable colors of cyan, purple, and blue, just like the unpredictable void. They are a strange fungus that grows in the shadow world and absorbs shadows, but the taste is different. Quite fresh and tender.
Somewhat similar to the Jianshouqing that Yeats tasted in his previous life... This kind of mushroom will turn into indigo after being cut. When eaten without cooking, you will see "little people dancing", which is very famous. .
The void fungus in the material plane is the potion material of the six-ring illusionist, and because the shadow realm is isolated from the material realm, this thing will not appear on the market at all.
Yeats did not dare to bring too many void bacteria back for fear of dissatisfying Skach, but he brought some and put them in the space bag...
If the cook does not steal, the grain will not be harvested!
Skacher was startled. She had lived in the Shadow Realm for many years, so she naturally recognized the origin of this fungus. It was located in the Shadow Jungle near the Castle of Shadows. It was the place where she trained Yeats in spear skills today.
Scakhe knows that Void Fungi can be made into delicious food, but she has been the only one living in the Shadow Realm for thousands of years. She is not very keen on food and will not spend a lot of time fighting Void Fungi. idea.
However, seeing the familiar materials being made into golden, attractive and fragrant delicacies, Skach couldn't help but feel a little curious and glanced at Yeats:
"I can now Taste? ”
“Of course, please!”
Skach sat on the obsidian seat, his dark eyes calmly staring at a piece of void fungus stuck on a fork, and he elegantly raised his hand and put it into his mouth.
In an instant.
The unique and delicious taste burst out quickly on Skach's tongue.
Scakhe closed his eyes lightly, and there was an illusion of thousands of elves dancing in the dark night forest before his eyes, like fireflies, and he was a little surprised in his heart.
This culinary skill... can actually make me hallucinate.
After a moment, Skach slowly opened his eyes, a rare trace of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
"Teacher, how are you?" Yeats was a little worried.
Scach put down the tableware, maintaining a cold and dignified face, with an undetectable smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Your accomplishments in food are beyond my expectation."
Her voice was still cold, revealing a hint of softness, and she said softly: "Very good."
Yeats secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, even my qualification to be chosen by the Dark Night God was obtained by cooking...
Everyone who has tasted it says it is good!
Subsequently, Yeats presented Skach with a black crystal honey salad, which was made from twilight grapes, night shadow flowers, and shadowflame grass that are unique to the Shadow Realm, and topped with black crystal honey.
This kind of honey is dark purple in color and is brewed by the black crystal bees in the Shadow Realm collecting night shadow nectar. It has the visual effect of burning purple shadow flames and has the effect of improving the night vision of extraordinary people.
Skach tasted the salad and nodded slowly, with a hint of surprise in his tone:
"How come you... know so much about things in the shadow world?"
"The dark night of the human world. The sect has a lot of records about the film world, and it has accumulated a lot of documents over thousands of years," Yeats joked.
Scakhe was stunned, as if suddenly aware of the passage of time, and sighed:
"That's right, after all, thousands of years have passed in this world..."
Yeats was about to speak when he suddenly felt a sharp look from Skach and choked.
I haven’t said anything yet! Why was the casting suddenly interrupted!
Scakhe's purple eyes were slightly lowered, and he moved gracefully. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his lips, and said lightly:
"From now on, I will lead you to practice shooting in the morning, and when night falls When the time comes, you serve me a dish of food... It’s better to have something new every day, okay?”
Yeats was stunned.
Skach glanced at him coldly.
Yeats made a decisive decision:
"No problem!"
Yeats thought of the classic fairy tale "One Thousand and One Nights", where someone told the king a story every night It’s the same story, but if I were to be myself, I would cook a different Shadow Realm dish for Skach every day! Skach nodded slightly, stood up, turned around and said:
"Rest, I will come back to you early tomorrow morning."
She drifted away with the fragrance of violets, and Yeats caught a glimpse of an imperceptible smile rising from the corner of her mouth.
Just enjoying the aftertaste.
In my mind, the voice of drilling my teeth sounded with emotion.
“This is not the queen of midnight snacks, but the queen of midnight snacks.”
Yeats’s face changed slightly.
Toothless, if you want to die, don't take me with you!
*
Material plane.
In the Kingdom of Roland, in the dead forest, there is a deep shadow lake. The surface of the lake is as dark as a bottomless abyss, with no living creatures, and there are dark ripples.
A raven with jet-black feathers flew over and perched on the lake. It actually melted into the lake water, and its shadow quickly approached the bottom of the lake.
Deep in the crack at the bottom of the lake, a glimmer of light appeared, and a shadow penetrated it. At the bottom of the dark pool, there was an ancient temple, with a dark barrier covering the outside and traces of purple runes flowing.
Dark Night Sect, Night Temple.
"High Priest!"
The shadow passed through the long corridor and came to a hall with an altar. It fell to the ground, revealing a figure wearing a dark purple robe.
Chloe's true face was hidden under the veil. Looking at the charming back above the altar, she said nervously:
"Is there any news about the Lord Chosen?"
Margotha turned around, her beautiful face looking slightly haggard, she shook her head gently and said:
"No...the black sun is coming. After that, nearly a week passed, and I still couldn’t get any response from the film world.”
After the stormy night in Plymouth, the news was immediately blocked by the belated Royal Guards.
The reason why such a major disaster occurred and the Lionheart King did not send a six-ring strongman was because the local lord of Plymouth was not a vassal of the Lionheart King. The time when the Lionheart King got the news was Greatly delayed. Secondly, Lionheart was seriously ill, and Margotha speculated that he wouldn't even make it to the end of summer.
As for the Holy See, the elite unit "Demon Hunting Hammer" in this operation was almost wiped out.
Even Famula, one of the three giants, was seriously injured and on the verge of death. This was a great shame and humiliation for the Holy See, and there was absolutely no possibility of releasing the news.
The Crusaders led by Hastings immediately began to search for the whereabouts of the Dark Night Sect. However, Margotha was sophisticated and led the rest of the army to leave Plymouth early, cross the channel, and retreat to the Temple of Night located in the hinterland of the Kingdom of Roland. Branch point.
For this week, Margotha has been trying to establish communication with the shadow world through rituals, but to no avail.
Even if the hope is slim, the Chosen of the Dark Night God is related to the rise and fall of the entire Dark Night Sect, so Margotha has to devote all her energy and attention!
Chloe glanced at the purple flames surging on the altar. Expensive ritual utensils and incense made of high-level magic beast materials were placed on the altar, and asked:
"Then we are going to continue to try to offer sacrifices to the altar." Send a message from the shadow world? Or start preparing for the construction of a new magic circle? "
"The preparation work for the plane magic circle is too arduous. It is conservatively estimated that it will take three days. It will take years to open the passage between the shadow world and the material plane again, and it will also seriously damage the vitality of the sect..."
A hint of bitterness appeared on Margotha's face, she took a deep breath, and the helplessness in her eyes turned. Making a decision:
“But as a last resort, in order for the Dark Night God to come back alive, we have to do this!”
Originally he was just a new gourmet chef, but now, he has become the divine choice that the entire sect relies on.
Chloe couldn't help but feel deep emotion and respect.
With Yeats's face in mind, Chloe thought of the task he had given her and asked for instructions:
"High Priest, Lord Chosen, the Poseidon bloodline he took the risk to rescue, Helen Na, how should she deal with it?"
Margotha rubbed her brows and said:
"Helena will support the throne of the high priest of the Shanghai Temple. It was decided by the God of Choice. Even if he can't come back for several years, we must implement it."
"As for now, let her and You stay together...you continue to take care of her, don't let her be afraid."
"Yes."
Chloe's eyes moved slightly, recalling the past few days with Helena. Talking about every detail of getting along, he said:
"Helena is a kind girl. She has always been concerned about the safety of Lord God's Chosen, but the secret that Lord God's Chosen is trapped in the shadow world... must be hidden from her after all!"< br>
Margotha nodded slightly.
Suddenly.
A strangely cold aura spread rapidly in the temple.
A strange color appeared in Margotha's eyes. Looking back, she saw the purple flames in the basin rising violently, and billowing black smoke!
“High Priest!”
Chloe said in surprise:
“What is going on!”
Margotha was stunned for a moment, and the shock in her eyes quickly turned to surprise, and said:
"It's a reply from the Shadow Realm!"
Between the two planes, the magic network communication cannot work at all, and communication can only be carried out through rituals and other means.
This shadow flame ritual can ignite the same flame in the shadow world, and use the swaying of the shadow to convey some brief messages, just like Morse code.
Chloe held her breath, not daring to disturb Margotha who was concentrating.
Staring at the transformation of the shadow flame, after a long time, Margotha slowly exhaled, her eyes shining with hope.
"High Priest? Is there any news from the Shadow Realm?" Chloe asked tentatively.
A long-lost smile appeared on Margotha's face. She translated the information conveyed by Shadow Flame and said:
"It's the news from Lord Chosen... His life is not in danger in the Shadow Realm, and he said that he has a way to leave the Shadow Realm."
"Can I leave the Shadow Realm by myself?" Chloe asked. Lu was shocked, "How... is this possible?"
Margotha shook her head and said: "I don't know exactly what the method he said is, but he must have his own secret."
"So, we don't need to be in the preparation position. Are you ready for the big battle?" Chloe said.
"We still have to make a backup plan." Margotha said thoughtfully, "I will continue to observe for a while, and I will continue to send messages to the shadow world. During this time, you first collect the information needed for the formation. Material! ”
"Yes!"
Chloe paused for a moment and said:
"High Priest, there is one more thing about the [Moonlight Sect]."
mentioning this An old enemy for many years, Margotha narrowed her eyes slightly, her cheeks covered with frost, and said coldly:
"What did those old immortal guys on Moon Island do again?"
"The spies came to report that the Moonlight Sect has learned about the arrival of the Dark Night God, and has also begun to prepare for the God's Selection Ceremony."
"They plan to pray to the Moonlight God in half a year, on a full moon night that only happens once in a thousand years. The choice has come!”
The Dark Night Sect and the Moonlight Sect have been fighting for hundreds of years, and spies have already infiltrated each other.
But the Dark Night Sect is better at hiding after all. When it comes to intelligence, the Dark Night Sect always has the advantage.
This time, the spies sent back heavy news.
"[Moonlight Divine Chosen]?"
Margotha smiled coldly.
“How can you watch them let the Moonlight Chosen come and become a serious problem for the Chosen Master?”
Chloe said: “High Priest, you mean...”
“The Moonlight Divine Selection Ceremony must be destroyed!”
Margotha narrowed her eyes, an icy cold light flashed across her eyes, and said:
"Since Lord Chosen of the Dark Night God is confident that he can escape from the shadow world, then...his attainments in Dark Night Magic have definitely been Above me..."
"If necessary, I will ask the Dark Night God to personally take action and use color on these Moon God believers!"
*
< br>Shadow World.
Castle of Shadows, top-floor sanctuary.
The purple flames in the huge brazier are burning brightly, casting unpredictable shadows on the stone walls.
The firelight danced in a pair of purple eyes as deep as night. Skach raised his eyes, looked at Yeats beside the brazier, and said softly:
"It seems that the material level The believers of the dark night here, I hope you can go back soon..."
Yeats has been staying in the shadow world for a week, and he has cooked many delicious dishes for Skach in different ways during this week.
During the training, Yeats practiced spear skills very hard out of the desire to improve his strength as soon as possible. Various performances fell into the eyes of Skach, a strict master, and made her nod from time to time.
Diligent students are always more likely to be favored by strict teachers.
Scach's favorability bar has increased significantly, which is intuitively reflected in the tone of her daily conversations.
The indifferent tone was replaced by a gentle tone and concern from time to time.
The master's body carries a scent of violet, as mysterious as the night.
Yeats looked at the side face of the purple-haired beauty reflected in the firelight, calmed down, and said truthfully:
"I really can't stay in the shadow world for too long...three months is the final deadline."
Scach deeply Looking at Yeats, he said: "But when to leave the shadow world is not determined by your personal will."
The implication is that Yeats must wait until the outside world has arranged a plane passage. Find a way to leave this kingdom of shadows.
“How long did the previous Dark Night God Chosen usually stay in the Shadow Realm?” Yeats asked.
A flash of recollection flashed in Skach's dark eyes, and he said slowly:
"In the past, a girl with an indifferent personality found me and learned gun skills from me. After about two or three years, The rift in the plane opened, and I personally sent her away from the Kingdom of Night..."
Yeats thought of a human girl who had been chosen by the goddess of night and moonlight, and said curiously:
"What happened next?"
"Later, she was attracted by the moonlight..."
Skach's eyes were lowered, and there was a hint of regret in his voice, which never showed emotion easily:
"Kindness will make people weak, indifference will make people numb; weakness will breed despicability, Numbness can breed unkindness... She was entangled in the completely different paths of dark night and moonlight, and finally... fell into madness. "
Yeats was stunned.
"I killed her myself." Skach said softly.
The sound was like the night wind, causing the purple flame in the brazier to sway constantly, making the room temperature become cold, and the shadow on the stone wall shrouded Yeats.
In the dead silence, Yeats looked at Skach's slender shoulders and suddenly forgot that she was a warrior with a thousand-year lifespan who could kill gods.
Putting his hand on Scach's shoulder, Yeats said broadly:
"Teacher, you don't have to blame yourself... you just made the right choice."
The next moment, Yeats quickly retracted his hand, regretting that he shouldn't have been so abrupt, because he might have been attacked by the purple old woman with a magic gun!
At the same time.
Skach raised his midnight-like eyes, his pupils glowing with a faint light, calm and sharp, with loneliness and majesty.
She hugged her purple armored chest with her hands, hugging a dark and cold magic gun. Her eyes glanced at Yeats's fingers, and then settled on his slightly embarrassed face.
A long silence.
Scacher smiled like a gentle smile.
"If one day... you end up in a similar situation, falling into paranoia and madness on two completely opposite roads, Yeats."
"No matter where the end of the world is, I will find you..."
Skah's dark purple eyes glowed with a deep cold light, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Then, I will give you the destined death."
The hair on Yeats's hair stood up, he shuddered, and complained:
"Teacher, don't Say such terrible things with a smile on your face!”
As if the ice and snow were melting, the corners of the night-eyed queen's eyes curved up, with a gentle glimmer in her eyes. She covered her mouth and smiled softly:
"Don't be so nervous, I'm just talking about a possibility... By the way, What’s for dinner today?”
She held the magic gun with her hands behind her back, and raised her cheek slightly. The expectation on her beautiful face made Yeats fall into a moment of confusion. Trance.
Teacher...so cute!
"Huh?" Skach tilted his head slightly.
Yeats came back to his senses and coughed lightly:
"I'm going to make dinner in a minute. There is a dessert made of shadow ant eggs wrapped in shadow spider silk. It will be delicious."
“Is this...is this really edible?”
The thousand-year-old Queen of Shadows, listening to the shocking name of the dish announced by Yeats, showed a hint of surprise in her eyes. Color, surprised and authentic.
“Yes!” Yeats nodded seriously.
Skach examined Yeats for a moment, sighed helplessly and said:
"Okay... you are the gourmet chef, I believe you are."
Toward the material level After delivering the news face to face, the two of them left the attic where the shadow flame was burning and walked on the spiral staircase where the stone wall cast a shadow.
Yeats has not yet figured out how to explain to Skach that he wants to use the underworld as a way to leave the Kingdom of Shadows.
After all, even for the Queen of Night Eyes, it is a fantasy that she can travel through the underworld with just six rings!
[Blessing·Telepathy] You can still keep in touch with Gray and Hilde directly, so that they don't have to worry about their situation...it's just like the deja vu of some scumbags.
Yeats coughed dryly and thought to himself, I want to be the man who is the king of soft rice!
“Hurry up and follow.”
Scakhe’s voice came faintly from the front, with a hint of urging.
I can see that you are really hungry, late-night snack queen!
Yeats shook his head, followed Skach, and asked for advice:
"Teacher, besides crossing the plane channel, is there any way to return directly from the shadow world to the material plane?"< br>
A person as powerful as Skach cannot easily cross the boundary wall between planes. She thought for a moment and slowly said:
"The shadow world is connected to the underworld, and the gate to the underworld is connected to the underworld." The extreme north of the Zhongting Continent is connected.”
“But the underworld is more dangerous than the shadow world. With your strength, going to the underworld is just a narrow escape...”
Yeats nodded in agreement.
Normally speaking, this is indeed the case. The underworld is the domain of the goddess of death. Since I am not familiar with the goddess of death, she will not be open to him.
But the God of Messengers and the Goddess of Death have another connection. A simple summary is that one of the chosen gods of the Messenger God died in the underworld while delivering a message. The God of Death owed the Messenger God a favor and gave Mo Dis's Wing Boots, the ability to fly freely in the underworld.
With this treasure, you can easily fly through many difficult and dangerous areas in the underworld, and in the end, as long as you pass through the gate of the underworld, you can see the sun in the world.
The three-headed dog of hell, Cerberus.
Although he has a prominent reputation as a villain, he is notoriously stupid in the plot.
Mortal people don’t know the temper of the three-headed dog of hell. They are frightened when they see its terrifying appearance and dare not cross the boundary between life and death.
In fact, as long as you offer a few delicious honey cookies, the three-headed hellhound will turn a blind eye.
Yeats secretly thought:
“With my knowledge of food... it is easy to make friends with the three-headed dog of hell!”
Skach glanced at the pensive Yeats, thinking that he was worried that he would be trapped in the Kingdom of Night forever, and said gently:
"I have a [Night Magic Mirror] that can forcibly open a dimensional passage. But after the last use, it has not fully recovered, and it is conservatively estimated that it will take a year before the [Night Magic Mirror] can be turned on again."
As he spoke, Skach let out an inaudible sigh.
"If it is [The Ring of the Nibelungs]..."
She stopped talking and said no more, but it aroused Yeats's stronger curiosity and followed Scar. Behind He, said:
"Teacher, what happened to [The Ring of the Nibelungs]? Can it have an effect on the Shadow Realm?"
Diamond Tooth once mentioned that [The Ring of the Nibelungs] and [Silver Oak] Sword], it belongs to the category of [Main Artifact], and its status is far above that of the Sword in the Lake.
According to Yeats’ previous life’s understanding, this ring has the effect of controlling people’s hearts.
But judging from Skach's words, this ring seems to have some unexpected effects!
Yeats kept having associations in his mind. You must know that the Black Knight once hinted that he would look for [King Solomon's Ring].
King Solomon once used his ring to control the devil, and even suffered the same disasters as previous ring holders in the end. This description coincides with the Nibelungen ring!
Yeats's breathing became a little faster. The Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows obviously has a deeper understanding of this legendary Lord of the Rings!
Whether this Lord of the Rings has a fate with you depends on what purpose it has!
“Let’s eat first.”
Scach said lightly:
"You can only satisfy me, and I will tell you."
Yeats: "..."
Is there really no problem in cultivating the Queen of Shadows into a foodie...
(End of this chapter)