Chapter 330 The third update tonight, come to my room and learn the spell
"Do you really just want to learn [Merge into the Shadow] and not think about other rewards?"
Margotha There was a hint of reluctance in his tone.
"Yes, please ask the high priest to teach me the magic!"
Yeats's eyes were bright and he nodded expectantly.
Margotha's smile became a little forced.
Looking at her, with her own charm, there is no reason why Sherlock should not be confused and bewildered, and then fall under her pomegranate skirt.
However, reality slapped her in the face, causing Margotha to doubt herself, wondering if it was her old age that made the young man behave so decisively.
A man and a woman are alone in the same room, candlelight is swaying, and the fragrance is filled with fragrance.
But there was no trace of intoxication on the face of the black-haired boy, only the desire for knowledge!
"You..."
Margotha didn't know what to say to him. She didn't understand the charm? Hungry for knowledge? Dull and boring?
But one thing is for sure, this kind of determined guy is a talent worth cultivating and slowly winning over!
Thinking of this, Margotha's eyes towards Yeats became gentle, as if her temperament had changed instantly, from a mature and beautiful beauty to an intellectual and kind sister.
“Since you have said so, I promise you that I will teach you the five-ring spell [Into Shadow].”
Margotha stood up calmly, put her hands on Yeats' shoulders, leaned forward slightly, and whispered in her ear:
"At three o'clock tonight, come to my room, and I will teach you spells!"
This sounds familiar, so I should hit my head three times first.
Yeats put aside the sense of déjà vu in his mind and showed a confused look:
“Why choose midnight?”
"Why did you ask such a stupid question?" Margotha covered her mouth and chuckled, "Of course it's because the divinity of the dark night is more active at midnight."
"There is a dark night in my room The sacred objects related to the goddess make the dark night field more intense and help you master dark night spells..."
Margotha stood in front of the door, glanced back at Yeats, and smiled slightly.
"Don't worry, I won't eat you. Don't forget the agreement tonight."
Putting Lingling, she cast the spell of blending into the shadow and turned into a gathering shadow. The completed crow flew directly through the wooden door with its empty body.
Seeing this, Yeats once again lamented the convenience of the [Melt into Shadow] spell.
As long as you learn this spell, it is not only equivalent to mastering the mage's transformation technique, but also mastering the four-ring wall penetration technique. After all, the four-ring wall penetration technique is included in the five-ring spell [Into the Shadow] among.
In the simple single room, Yeats got familiar with the environment, blew away the dust covering the desk, and used the cleaning technique to make the desk look brand new. He then sat on the edge of the wooden bed and tried to shake it. Click.
“Squeak——”
“Squeak——”
The bed was shaking constantly. It was obviously in disrepair and it made noise when I turned over in it.
The Honeysuckle Duke, who has enjoyed a wealthy life, rubbed his brows and comforted himself:
"After all, it is a temporary stronghold hidden under the fishing village of Plymouth. It would be nice not to crowd the Datong Pavilion with others. I’d better meditate until midnight before going to the high priest!”
The two-ring transformation spell, repair spell, can repair damage or cracks on objects, including repairing this simple wooden bed.
Yeats does not know this spell, but the magic genius Snow Owl does. However, he cannot summon an emperor-level monster at will. After all, the aura is too obvious.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Yeats closed his eyes and meditated, examining a cluster of coquettish purple flames in the soul realm, guiding the power seeds of this shadow power, absorbing the rich shadow of the Dark Night Sect, and gradually growing stronger.
Different environments and the energy contained in the creative field are also different.
Just as the high priest said, she should have a dark night holy object, which can make the dark night realm cover the entire stronghold, allowing believers to practice dark night spells with half the effort.
“Squeak——”
“Squeak——”
At the corner of the corridor, Priestess Chloe stood against the wall, listening to what was going on in the room, her face flushed, and she muttered:
"Isn't the high priest already successful?"
"What are you doing standing here?"
A figure in silk purple robe appeared at the corner, Margotha's willow eyebrows were raised slightly, showing no anger or authority.
"High Priest!" Chloe's eyes widened in shock, and then she immediately lowered her head and said nervously, "Back to...Back to the High Priest, I'm waiting for you and want to ask you something!"< br>
Margotha looked at Chloe suspiciously, raised her chin slightly, and said:
"What's the matter? Just tell me. You don't have to hide it in front of me."
< br>Only the relationship of growing up together can give Chloe a unique status in the Dark Night Sect. Many times, she will not be punished for teasing Margotha. And other believers, if they look down upon Magotha a little because of her approachability, they will soon appreciate the cruel and cold side of the High Priest of the Night.
Chloe pondered for a moment and said cautiously: "I actually want to ask...do you think there is anything suspicious about Sherlock?"
Be optimistic about Sherlock. It doesn't mean that he won't doubt him, especially after he showed the terrifying ability to instantly kill the Eight-Eyed Demon Squid, Chloe became more cautious and felt that he couldn't only have four-ring strength.
And why did Sherlock hide it? What secrets does he have? Chloe didn't have a clue, so she asked Margotha for advice.
The corner of Margotha's mouth raised a cold arc and said:
"The secret of the dark night lies in secrecy, hiding and forgetting. I can understand his acting style. I have seen it. There are many loners who hide in the night with secrets, and they have a similar temperament to Sherlock."
"And the reason why I kept him by my side was to see what he wanted to do. What.
No matter what, it is impossible for him to cause trouble under the eyes of a Sixth Ring Master.
And his culinary skills are indeed outstanding, so using him to prepare a banquet is also within my consideration. "
Margotha glanced at Chloe who was deep in thought, understood her inner worries, and chuckled:
"Are you worried that Sherlock is someone from another sect who has infiltrated me? The spy of the teaching... is like the last chef in charge of the banquet? "
"Isn't this possible? "Chloe asked back.
"Yes, but very few, because the dark night divinity in him is very pure. Margotha asked, "Did he use any dark night spells when he was hunting the Eight-Eyed Demon Squid?" ”
Recalling the shocking scene at that time, Chloe immediately said:
"Yes, the shadow blade he cast is very powerful. It is probably a god-given spell!"
Margaux Sha nodded slowly, with deep eyes, and analyzed:
"Then, there is a possibility that he once won the attention of the goddess of the night by virtue of some extraordinary ability, and obtained the divinity and divine power of the night. Granting spells..."
"So, the possibility that he is a believer in the Mist is greatly reduced," Magosha said. "It is impossible for a human being to get the attention of multiple gods at the same time... I think. Is he Prince Paris?”
Prince Paris is well known for being targeted by three goddesses at the same time and getting into the golden apple problem.
The gaze of the gods is divided into many situations. One is to bestow divinity, the other is to bestow spells and combat skills, the other is to promote career advancement, and the other is to bestow more than spells and combat skills. A powerful blessing.
The highest standard of treatment is to allow the watched extraordinary person to become His divine choice and his agent in the human world.
Because Sherlock has received the attention of the goddess of the night, in Margotha's view, the possibility of him being an undercover agent is very small, and the secrets in him will be discovered by her sooner or later. It is only a matter of time, so Keep him with you.
After listening to Margotha’s analysis, a trace of respect flashed across Chloe’s eyes and she whispered:
"Hello, High Priest!"
Margotha smiled softly and said:
"I have an appointment with Sherlock tonight, so I will go back to the house to rest first, and you won't want to do it then. Sticking to the wall and eavesdropping... I just taught him spells!"
Chloe's face turned red. It turned out that his lie had been discovered by the high priest, and he muttered:
Midnight. , a man and a woman are alone in the same room, you tell me that you are just learning spells?
Let me learn it too!
*
Night falls.
The waves crashed against the dark shore, without stars. Deep underground, in the stronghold of the Dark Night Sect, Yeats ended his meditation and opened a pair of shining eyes.
Standing up quietly, Yeats walked through the dim corridor, stopped in front of a beautifully carved door, and knocked lightly three times.
"High Priest, it's me."
"The door is unlocked, come in."
The lazy voice gives people endless reverie and is naturally charming.
Yeats composed himself, the bard's anti-confusion ability took effect, and he opened the door and walked in.
In the luxurious and spacious bedroom, the curtains are light and there is a figure reading books sitting behind the screen. When he hears the movement, he gets up and walks to the screen.
Margotha was wearing a silk purple robe, with a pink face and slightly curly long hair. She looked Yeats up and down and smiled:
"Follow me."< br>
Yeats followed Margotha to a small shrine in the corner of the bedroom.
The holy emblem in the shape of the 'Dark Sun' is enshrined on the shrine, and a black hourglass is placed on the pedestal.
The frame of the hourglass is carved from ebony, glowing with a deep black shimmer, and the quicksand inside is night blue, flowing with a "whispering" sound.
"The [Night Hourglass] is the sacred object of our sect, symbolizing concealment, waiting and secrets."
Margotha smiled and said: "It is this sacred object that can make [Shadow Realm] provides shelter for this stronghold, even under the nose of the Holy See, it will not be noticed.”
Standing next to the [Night Hourglass], Yeats can clearly feel the divinity of the dark night in his body. "What kind of material are these quicksands made of? They don't look like entities."
"It is the shadow dust from the shadow world. If necessary, it can open the path to The passage to the shadow world——"
Margotha paused and said, "Someone should have told you before, what is the Shadow Realm?"
Yeats nodded slightly in order not to expose any flaws.
The Shadow Realm is a plane similar to the Underworld, and it is the divine domain of the goddess of the night.
In the Shadow Realm, there are many powerful shadow beasts living in it. It is a place full of shadows, without life or death.
Margotha said slowly:
"Even for us dark night believers, the Shadow Realm is an extremely dangerous existence.
The longer you are exposed to the Shadow Realm, the more likely you are to be assimilated by the shadow, become a part of the shadow, and be [forgotten] from then on.
In order not to forget others and not be forgotten by others, we must have a [secret] that we insist on. This is what the night teaches us.
Sherlock... your secret. , what is it? "
Margotha's eyes moved, her deep and charming eyes fixed on Yeats, as if she wanted to penetrate into the soul.
Yeats made a pious look, bowed his head to the hourglass of night, and said piously:
"Only the night knows my secret."
And the mist... Yeats added in his heart... the goddess of the mist, she Also know!
Margotha smiled and said: "Secrets need to be kept. Of course, maybe one day we can become close friends and exchange secrets..."
Dark Night believers can get married. Yes, the wedding ceremony between believers is the exchange of secrets.
Yeats always suspected that this old woman was plotting against him, and there were hidden connotations in her words. Of course, it could not be ruled out that she was still trying.
“The reason why I tell you about the [Shadow Realm] is to remind you that when practicing [Integrating into the Shadow], you cannot be immersed in the shadow for a long time, otherwise you will forget it. As a human being, I was assimilated by the shadow."
Margotha looked a little serious and said: "Okay, now is the formal learning. I will teach you the spell first..."
< br>The incantation that blends into the shadow is awkward and complex in grammar.
At this time, the advantage of the magic god's chosen talent [Language Scholar] is revealed. This language talent can even be applied to the field of spells.
Yeats deliberately spent more time. He originally memorized the spell in three minutes, but spent half an hour studying it with Margotha before reciting it stumblingly.
Even so, Margotha was still secretly frightened. In her opinion, this learning ability was quite good!
“Everyone’s shadow is a part of them that is closely related to the shadow world.” Margotha followed the instructions and said:
“How to use shadows to cast dark night spells is everyone’s responsibility. A compulsory course for believers in the dark night...So, you have to try to communicate with the shadow, let it accept you, and allow you to enter the shadow, so that [integration into the shadow] can be successful!"
"Then how can you communicate with the shadow? Communicate?”
"Forget, forget your appearance, use your subconscious, sink to the depths of the water, and you can hear the voice of the shadow..."
What Margotha said is very mysterious. In general, it is to empty your brain. Just letting his subconscious mind be active, under Margotha's guidance, Yeats gradually found the trick. He felt that he was under the water, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him...it was himself.
This is a very wonderful feeling, as if the soul is out of the body and sees oneself meditating with eyes closed through a third perspective.
“Now, use the spell I just taught you to blend into the shadows!”
No more pretending!
A success!
Yeats recited the incantation accurately and felt his consciousness return to his body. Immediately, his body gradually sank into the shadow of the soles of his feet!
Suddenly, Yeats felt that he was in a new world, and his eyes widened in shock.
For example, the shadow is the water surface, and below the water surface is the shadow world!
Margotha's voice came from above the "water surface": "You can't stay in the shadow world for too long, now try to use the shadow to move in the material world!"
Yeats poked his head out of the shadow, looked around, and then swam back and forth in the shadow as if swimming.
Looking at the novelty-filled 'Sherlock', Margotha pursed her lips and smiled and said:
"Every believer who has just learned the [Melt into Shadow] spell will have something novel. Next, I will teach you how to transform into a shadow beast..."
According to Margotha, after blending into a shadow, it is best to act like a shadow beast. To avoid being attacked by shadow beasts in the shadow world.
But in fact, the "shadow world" Yeats saw just now can only be regarded as the outermost layer of the shadow world, and he did not even see the gate of the shadow world.
If the shadow beast wants to come to the material realm, it must open the "Gate of Shadow Realm" - just like the scene on the night of the lunar eclipse.
Soon, Yeats mastered the method of transforming into [Shadow Crow], which is also the simplest shadow transformation technique.
"Putting the edge——"
The shadow crow hovered in the air, and finally landed on the ground, turning into the image of Yeats.
Yeats could not hide his novelty, he was very satisfied with the "Seventy-two Changes" under the Dark Night School, nodded and said:
"Thank you, High Priest!"
Margosha was filled with surprise.
This talent is indeed extraordinary, and he is indeed an extraordinary person who has been watched by the goddess of the night!
The efficiency of learning the fifth-ring spell [Into Shadow] is nearly ten times faster than that of Chloe!
Margotha smiled slightly and said:
"No need to thank you, just remember what I just told you, be careful to forget and keep the secret."
"The matter of me teaching you the magic is the secret between us."
"If something happens to you one day, just don't tell the secret."
Yeats: "..."
It feels like I accidentally set up a very dangerous flag. ……
"It's not a big problem."
Yeats thought:
"Although Wukong can't jump out of Tathagata Buddha's palm, he can jump out if it were Jesus' palm..."
(End of this chapter)