Chapter 148 Apostle of the Moon, Pan's Labyrinth
Outside the town, on the hillside, on the top of the observation tower.
The night is shrouded, the moon and stars are scarce.
The tall, slender gray-haired woman was wearing a close-fitting robe, with one hand on her hip, and her dark eyes looking at the scene in the Aries Mountains.
There was a glimmer in Daisy's eyes. In her field of vision, the illusion that obscured Aries Mountain dissipated, and a ruins lined with rocks appeared halfway up the mountain.
In this ruin, the ownerless divinity remains, and the previous owner of the divinity has long since turned into nothingness as the spinning wheel of fate turns.
Daisy's eyes flashed, and she sighed with a bit of sadness, and then raised her head to look at the blue moon.
“If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have been able to discover these masterless gods. Haha, they always bring me some new tricks...”
Soon, Daisy let out a light sigh. .
“Did someone occupy this ruins first?”
Daisy quickly judged that the aura of holy light was surging in this ruins that originally belonged to God Pan.
Different from the warm and calm Holy Light in the past, at this moment, the Holy Light seems to have taken off its veil, flowing with a cold, sticky, unpleasant and depressing aura.
Daisy's expression was solemn, her body was shrouded in mist, and she disappeared from the top of the observation tower in the blink of an eye, arriving at the entrance to the ruins.
Her eyes flashed purple, the illusion disappeared, the entrance opened, and she walked slowly inside. Two monks in black immediately cast alert glances.
They wear the black robes of the "Preaching Brotherhood", but they have no power derived from the faith of the Holy Light. Instead, they have the contract power of a warlock.
Different from the magician who obtains the ability to cast spells through the power of blood, the power of the magician comes from the master who signed a contract with him. The sect leader may be a devil, a demon, or other indescribable existence.
The eyes of the two monks in black shot out two petrifying rays at the same time.
Daisy does not avoid or dodge, and is completely immune to this type of gaze attack.
Faced with the stunned looks of the two people, Daisy smiled sweetly:
"You two, duel each other, win the reward and commit suicide~"
The man in black snorted coldly: "...Are you looking down on our brotherhood?"
The other man said madly: "Ouch!"
The former stared in disbelief. With big eyes, he saw that the latter had stabbed a knife into his chest. In anger, he drew his knife and fought back.
Boom! Boom!
Daisy did not take another look, humming a little tune and continued to go deeper into this complex maze-like ruins.
"The sect master who contracted with them should be the guy known as [Evil Eye]."
Daisy whispered softly: "Obviously, his ability is more like a demon than a demon, but he is ranked as an angel... ...Ha, how hypocritical.”
The "Apostle of the Moon" Sariel, among the seven apostles, has abilities related to the 'Evil Eye'.
It is said that even His body is related to his eyes.
Daisy vaguely speculated that the purpose of this group of sorcerers occupying Pan's Labyrinth was to call for the arrival of Sariel with the help of these ownerless gods.
If gods want to come to Zhongting Continent, they must have corresponding rituals and containers.
And the stronger the god’s power, the more stringent the conditions for his arrival.
"Although my body is weak in divine power, being weak also has its advantages."
Daisy thought to herself:
"If it hadn't been for the body in the last era, I deliberately faked my death in the hands of the Shadow Prince, who was also a reckless man who wanted to break through the planes, otherwise he would not have allowed me to enter the Atrium Continent..."
The maze is criss-crossed, but in Daisy's eyes, neither the phantom walls nor the barriers can cause any trouble.
The magician was dealt with casually along the way. Soon, the deepest room of the maze was in sight, and the cries of children and the argument between the two came from inside.
“Hammern, why do you want to stop me!”
“Master God, I still don’t understand...Since you are praying to God Pan, why do you want to dig out the children’s eyes? ?”
“Since you have brought the children, what else do you care about, just do as I tell you!”
"No, I will not do the evil deeds that only devil believers would do. I brought the children here to listen to the music played by Pan, not to make such bloody sacrifices!"
"You Naive and pedantic guy...get out of here! I'll do it myself!"
There was a loud bang, followed by the sound of metal falling to the ground.
"Hammern, don't forget who gave you this reed flute! Without this reed flute, you can't even stand up!" the man screamed.
"That's because Shepherd recognized me. In this world where everyone regards Pan as a devil, I am the only one who still remembers the great Shepherd Pan!" Hameren said.
"That's enough." The man said, "It seems that someone has broken into the maze. You will go out first, Harmon...I promise you, I will not take action against these children."
" How do you want me to trust you again, Wuyan?”
“Let me swear to God Pan, and I will be punished by God Pan if I lie.” The metal door deep in the maze was pushed open.
A lame young man in colorful clothes walked out.
Daisy, who was invisibly dressed, glanced into the room and saw an eyeless weirdo with pale skin and empty eye sockets leaning over to pick up a dagger.
“Pan is already dead, and why are you still swearing to Pan?” Daisy chuckled.
The eyeless weirdo suddenly became alert, looked around angrily, and said: "Who, who is talking!"
"I am the soul of Pan, the God of Shepherd, and I express my condolences to your actions of occupying the ruins of God Pan. Dissatisfied." Daisy changed into a solemn and powerful voice, "I will curse you forever!"
The body of the eyeless weirdo stiffened and trembled faintly, and then he knelt down with a plop, holding both hands. Fist clasped in prayer.
"Great Sariel, I pray that you will come to save me from suffering and punish the sinners!"
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Boom! !
The fireball blasted by Kandra with his staff shook the entire maze.
The monster standing in front of everyone was about four meters tall, with the head of a bull and the body of a bull, eyes like bells, ridged muscles, and holding a giant axe.
It forcibly resisted Candela's fireball technique, and suddenly, the rich aroma of steak wafted away.
“How come there are cows here!!”
Yeats was amazed.
This monster with the head of a minotaur and a human body is called the Minotaur to be precise, commonly known as the Minotaur.
The ancestor is a mythical creature called the Minotaur. The prototype comes from Greek mythology. It is a minotaur that was locked in a labyrinth by the king.
Seeing that one blow failed to defeat the enemy, Candela held the middle part of the staff with both hands and pumped it hard.
The staff suddenly separated into a blade and a scabbard.
Zheng!
Kandra swung his sword and slashed, and the terrifying sword intent swallowed the Minotaur like a tide, and took it away immediately!
Yeats was stunned for a moment.
The Flash Juggernaut, right?
"Master Candela, I didn't expect you to have attainments in swordsmanship?!" Crane was shocked.
The white-robed mage sheathed his sword, returned to the appearance of a sage holding a staff, and said calmly:
“I know a little bit about it.”
Continue to delve deeper. Before the maze.
Yeats glanced regretfully at the Minotaur, which smelled of meat.
In fact, the meat of the Minotaur is very good, but unfortunately it is a humanoid monster, so it is a bit weird to cook.
After all, I am not as good at life as Cheng Yu and Uncle Ba.
After a while, they came to a fork in the road. On both sides of the fork in the road stood two knights wearing armor. They were two pieces of activated armor.
On the stone wall above the armor, there was a small line of hidden text. Candela waved his staff, and the 'psychedelic manuscript' spell was instantly eliminated, and the prompt appeared:
"Of these two activated armors, one can only tell the truth and the other can only tell lies. They know the correct path to the depths of the maze, but you can only ask one of them once."
Crane stroked his beard: "Ah, I seem to have seen this riddle in a book..."
"No need to ask, just go here."
Yeats ignored the two activations Armor, and walked straight into the depths of the maze.
Crane and Candela couldn't help but look at each other, and followed Yeats' pace.
Seeing that the journey was safe and sound, Gray couldn't help but wonder: "Yeats, you didn't even ask, how did you determine the correct path?"
"Guessed." Yeats said casually.
Along the way just now, Yeats has confirmed that the route map of Pan's Labyrinth is no different from the route in the game.
However, the corpses of black monks scattered on the ground made Yeats frown.
“Why are there followers of the Holy Light here?”
"Judging from the breath... they are magicians who signed a contract with the devil." Candela said solemnly.
Suddenly.
There was a roar deep in the maze, a familiar breath came, and cold sweat broke out on Yeats's forehead.
Apostles are coming again?
(End of this chapter)