Poison brother from another world, save the world!

After briefly communicating the situation with Hawthorne, Zilfrig and Snake Shadow went directly to the gang territory under the surprised gaze of the high priest.

The task of "Injietimira" issued to him by the system before was as wrong as usual - the task required Snake Shadow to help revive Silfin and defeat Victoria.Therefore, Snake Shadow said that he and his bound DPS should go back quickly to fill up the blood mana... oh no, go back and rest quickly.

And Hawthorne also belonged to the well-informed type, referred to as the non-weird type-just kidding, people who study magic have to make a fuss about all kinds of supernatural phenomena, it's too cheap, okay?

Therefore, the high priest just secretly kept the idea of ​​"studying the space magic of the snake shadow" in his heart, and then silently made preparations for the resurrection of His Majesty Sylphine, the queen of the snake.

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a few days later.

In the spacious and grand corridor, there is a slender stone pillar standing every few meters.The entire body of the column is carved from obsidian, and the delicate and gorgeous patterns on it are naturally from the skillful hands of the night elves thousands of years ago.Both sides of the corridor are also carved with exquisite reliefs, engraved with various patterns.Unlike the myths and ancient heroes carved in human churches, the reliefs on both sides of the corridor here are full of darkness and pain, as if this is an uncivilized and barbaric world.Humans fighting endlessly for territory, self-proclaimed elves living in northern forests, greedy dwarves who buried their lives in underground mines...

However, these supposedly disgusting images were not erased with the disappearance of the night elves.Layers of equally pitch-black veils shrouded the obsidian pillars, covering the reliefs like black clouds.The guards standing under the pillars are also dressed in military uniforms - it is worth mentioning that more than half of the guards are women.

The snake clan is not a matriarchal clan.It's a pity that His Majesty Sylphine has too much prestige, and now he has Queen Victoria again.In this way, not to mention the guards, even the courtiers became like this.

The guards held long spears and stood upright under the pillars.At this moment, the sound of leather boots tapping the ground came from the end of the empty space.The footsteps were not hurried or slow, and the steps were very steady.And the guards here are all elites, so it is natural to judge from the sound of these footsteps - the distance of every step of him seems to have been measured.

Hawthorne was holding the magic tome, wearing a black priest robe, and walked along the corridor without turning his eyes.Wherever he passed, all the guards bowed and saluted.However, the high priest didn't give them a look. He just continued to hold the magic tome and walked forward slowly until he reached the end of the corridor, where he was stopped by a woman in a mage's robe.

"Your Excellency the High Priest." The woman bowed deeply to him, her tone extremely respectful and cautious, "You have come to visit Her Majesty the Snake Queen under the order of the Great Empress, right?"

It is said to be a visit, but in fact it is just to cast a spell to keep the face of Her Majesty the Queen immortal.Although the news of His Majesty Sylphine's death may be a secret to the outside world, it is known to almost everyone in the Snake Clan.It's just that the First Empress did not announce the news of the past ruler's death for a long time, and all the clansmen had no choice but to pretend to be ignorant.

However, the dead are no better than the living after all.If the dead body does not have the guarantee of temperature and beauty retention magic, it is afraid that it will rot soon.Therefore, Queen Victoria turned the bedroom of Queen Snake into her mausoleum.It is rumored that the coffin of Sylphine, Queen of the Snakes, was her couch.It's just that this is just a legend after all.

Because no one else can enter the tomb of His Majesty the Snake Queen, except for the eldest princess Victoria.Even the high priest Hawthorne can only be allowed to enter on this day every year to perform the beauty-retaining spell for His Majesty Silfin.

Hawthorne, who was holding the magic tome, kept his eyes on it.Hearing the guard's question, he didn't even nod his head, as if the other party was air.The guard was probably used to this attitude as well.She opened the door, and once again saluted Hawthorne respectfully:

"In that case, please go in quickly. According to the order of His Royal Highness, we will wait for your return in four hours."

Only then did Hawthorne give her a "know" look, and walked in quickly.

The door closed slowly behind him, with a blunt bang, which echoed endlessly in the dark hall.

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Hawthorne took a few more steps forward, and after confirming that he was far away from the door, he was slightly relieved.Behind him, the air swayed slightly.Zilfrig had already removed the invisibility spell, and stood behind Hawthorne with the snake shadow.

Hawthorne snapped his fingers.In an instant, all the lights in the dormitory were lit, and the halo for a moment almost blinded people.After his eyes got used to the light, Snake Shadow let go of his hands, but was once again shocked by the "sleeping hall" of His Majesty the Snake Queen.

He has never seen what the sleeping hall of the Han emperor looks like, but he has been to the Tibetan Sword Villa.He originally thought that no matter how bad this place is, it should be as blinding as the decoration of Hidden Sword Villa, but he didn't expect...

Black candles, black walls, black tables, black beds... Even the brackets of the chandelier are black, lying on a big trough. Wouldn't it be a nightmare to live in such a dark room? !

Snake Shadow couldn't help but complain again.But here is where Chilfrig's mother sleeps.The black here looks heavy and depressing, as if the original purpose of this place is a mausoleum, not a dormitory.

That Majesty the Snake Queen... who the hell is she?

"Her Majesty the Snake Queen is still sleeping in her original position." Probably because he was afraid of disturbing the guards outside the door, Hawthorne spoke lightly.He patted Chilfrig's shoulder with some heartache, "Do you want to go and see her?"

"……uncle."

Hawthorne froze for a moment, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle, Your Majesty, she... the chance of her resurrection... how sure are you...?"

There was a palpable tremor in his words.Snake Shadow sighed, and gently held his hand.After realizing that the other party was shaking back with the same strength, Snake Shadow patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "If you are afraid, don't look at it, anyway, she will come back to life soon."

"Doctor Snake Shadow is right." Hawthorne nodded, "Originally, the person lying here should be you, and His Majesty Silfin accepted the sanction of the moon god Esir on your behalf. But now, You have completed the five meritorious deeds in his oracle. That is to say, you have atoned for all your sins. Now, you are exchanging your meritorious deeds for His Majesty Sylphine’s life, just to tell the moon god Esir You have completed your repentance, and the God of the Holy Moon should also grant your request and bring your mother back to your side."

When Hawthorne said this, Snake Shadow kept holding his hand and looked at him quietly.Feeling the warm human body temperature on the palm of his hand that was different from his own, Zilfrig finally evoked a helpless smile.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much."

Zilfrig turned his head away and looked at the other side of the bedroom, where the bed was.

"Uncle Hawthorne, please!"

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The white phosphorous powder outlines a huge circular magic circle.

The magic circle is based on a pentagram, and the incantations to pray for the coming of the gods are drawn on the edge.

"The spell that summons the dead back to life requires the blood of the dead's closest relatives."

The sharp dagger sliced ​​across his fair skin, and Zilfrig began to walk in the direction of the magic circle.Thick blood gurgled down his wrist, and dripped onto the magic circle without any difference with his steps, dyeing the white phosphorous powder into the color of rose.

"A sacrifice sufficient to please the gods is required from the closest relatives of the deceased."

The scepter of Saint Eric, the belt of Hemera the Shadow Moon Priest, the blade of the Sword of Judgment, the feathers of the troublemaker bird, and the letter of promise of the high priest of the wolf family were visited one by one in the five five-pointed stars. horn.

"The relatives of the deceased need to use themselves as a medium to pray for the spirit to descend on the miraculous Dharma Saint."

Zilfrig knelt on one knee in the center of the circle.He closed his eyes and folded his hands on his chest.The glowing candlelight all around cast a light on his left face, but the darkness in the room seemed to cast a shadow on his right face.

"The gods in charge of life and hope, love and beauty, holiness and innocence, light and peace..."

At this moment, the man kneeling in the center of the magic circle and using his own blood as the medium opened his mouth.Judging from his words, even though he tried to hide the anxiety and excitement in his heart, his voice was still a little unstable.

"A swordsman who has accepted Kleinz's oracle and made a contract with Shengyue..."

"The beginning of my bloodline is the origin, and the end of my bloodline is the end..."

"Please lower the barrier of light for me..."

"The holy sword that cuts off the flow of the River Styx is my life sacrifice, descended from the sky..."

"The sinful river will set off waves, and the torrent will wash away the fields of the world..."

As he chanted, the originally closed room gradually became windy.The curtains were blown flying by the strong wind, and all the candles were extinguished in an instant, even the blood-stained phosphorous powder was blown away, and even Snake Shadow and Hawthorne were a little unsteady.

However, at the place where the phosphor powder had drawn before, a huge magic circle had already been printed on the ground.Countless gorgeous patterns gradually branched out with his use, gradually winding towards Zilfrig's feet like vines!

"Those lost souls wandering in the gate of life and the road of death. If you can hear my call, please follow the guidance of your blood and reunite with me in the world—!"

"Most high and good Luna—Florn Esl—!"

The black-haired man stood up abruptly, his white cloak tied like a banner.He took a step forward and raised his hands in a gesture of support to Sylphine who was sleeping not far away!

The magic circle of praying gods emitted a dazzling white light like the sun, and the rioting elemental factors formed a huge unstable airflow in the air.One can imagine the magic power and stamina consumed by this spell if one person wants to communicate with the gods, and at the same time, the pain of the huge magic power flowing in the blood vessels is almost unbearable!

"Please bring my mother, Sylphin Snoke... back to me!!!"

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