The Path of Ascension to the Priest

Strange environment, strange prayers, strange witch Garcia, Irene left the dark temple with the flow of people in her arms, the surrounding witches walked out in silence, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

There are many small villages near the Dark Temple. The witches returned to their own residences. They seemed to dislike communication, and closed the door tightly when they returned to their rooms.

Irene quietly left the team halfway, turned around and sneaked back to the Dark Temple.

These witches are too weird. Although Garcia's witches believe in the God of Darkness to the point of madness, they definitely don't look like walking dead.

They seem to be completing some tasks mechanically, as if they want to deeply engrave the belief in the God of Darkness in their blood.

The dark temple is solemn and gloomy. Irene sneaked back, raised her head and stared blankly at the statue of the dark god in the center. There is no restriction on the temple here, and everyone can enter.

Irene walked around the entrance with her arms folded, wondering whether to go in and have a look.

She was full of confusion and didn't know that there were two invisible figures above her head observing her.

"...Do you know her? She is not Garcia's witch." The red shadow fell down, bent down to take a closer look at Irene, but was stopped by the gray shadow.

Langya didn't know why he stopped Hong Ying, but felt that she couldn't be allowed to approach, "Looking at the soul, it should be Anderson's witch."

"Anderson..." Red Image thought of something, clicked his tongue, "Those cunning and insidious lunatics."

"What is she doing here? Why does she have your scent on her? Have you signed a contract with their family?" Hong Ying glanced at the wolf's teeth and said aggressively.

Langya shook his head, and said lightly: "No." She waved her hand to seal the red shadow in the temple, and then landed one meter away from Irene.

Hong Ying roared angrily in the temple, trying to break through the seal, but failed.

She spent too much consciousness in order to sign a contract with the Garcia family.

Irene couldn't hear the communication between Langya and Hongying, and couldn't see their figures. She wandered outside for a long time, and just when she plucked up the courage to go in and take a look, a faint fragrance came, and she sniffed. For a moment, then his eyelids sank and he passed out.

Langya looked down at Irene for a while, then raised his hand slightly, and the two of them disappeared in place surrounded by a cloud of gray mist.

Spike Fang couldn't leave the Dark Temple too far, so he just took Irene to a quiet place where no one would disturb him.

She put Irene on the ground, reached out and rummaged through her body, and found the little ball of hair sleeping in Irene's sleeve.

The little hairball rolled out from the sleeve, and opened his eyes in a daze. His eyes were dull, and only when he looked at Irene, there was a hint of inconspicuous expression.

Langya's hand was in mid-air, because her emotions were too intense, her figure remained vacant for quite a while before regaining her composure.

This is... Langya silently reached out and touched the little hairball's ear. A gray light flashed on the little hairball, and it turned into a young woman in a gray robe. She opened her eyes. And looked lifeless.

Wolf Fang: "..."

"Isn't this you?" A voice appeared in Langya's ear, she turned around, and the red phantom stood behind her, staring in amazement at the gray-robed woman with dull eyes.

"Aren't you afraid that your soul will dissipate, Gorefiend?" Langya frowned and said displeasedly.

The Gorefiend sneered, "Sooner or later, it will dissipate, anyway, the contract has been signed." She wanted to get closer to Irene, but was blocked by Spike.

"What's going on here? Why is your other half of the soul appearing here?" And the power of this half of the soul doesn't seem to have dissipated too much, but it seems that the wisdom of it is not yet opened.

"I don't know what's going on." Langya looked at the other "self", with a calm tone, "It seems to be me, but it's not me."

If it's her other half of the soul, they are now fused together.

But this is indeed her soul, she can tell from the breath.

"Did you do something behind my back?" The Gorefiend stared at the wolf's fang, and said in a strange way: "Otherwise, why only your soul came out of the sealed place?"

Langya was puzzled by the sudden appearance of "self", facing the blood demon's questioning, she couldn't explain it and didn't want to explain it at all.

But her acquiescence made the Gorefiend think that she was right, jealousy welled up in her heart, she snorted coldly, and was about to sarcastically, but she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye, she was stunned again, and asked doubtfully Said: "What are you doing?"

Langya looked at her questioningly, and then realized that the Gorefiend was not referring to her, but... She turned her head to look at "myself", because the wit was not yet developed, and the little hairball turned into a human being was no different from before.

She approached Irene with a familiar breath, opened her arms and held her tightly in her arms, and fell asleep rubbing her head against Irene's face.

Wolf Fang: "..."

"You actually made such an intimate gesture to a lowly human being?" Gorefiend's voice became high-pitched because of the shock, and the hand that pointed at Irene was trembling, "You have insulted the identity of the general."

"Ah, I don't want to fight side by side with you anymore." The Gorefiend babbled a lot, making Spike's head hurt, and she said coldly, "Shut up."

The air pressure on Langya's body became lower, the surrounding atmosphere was affected, and the temperature dropped instantly. The branches were covered with frost. Irene was shivering from the cold, and the little hairball opened her eyes blankly. Having lived together for so long, Irene instinctively felt that Irene's state was not right.

The little hairball rubbed against Irene's forehead habitually, and a faint black mist enveloped Irene to protect her from the cold.

"Oh my God." The Gorefiend rolled his eyes in disbelief, turned and left.

Langya was silent for a while, and mobilized the power of darkness to separate Xiaomaotuan and Irene, but within a second of separation, Xiaomaotuan came to him again. She isolated five or six times in a row, and finally gave up silently.

This might be a conspiracy, Lang Ya squeezed her fingers and thought secretly, she must find out what this little ball of hair is.

There is only a country's distance between Wucheng and Bloodland. Cynthia took Tang Qiu to a city near Bloodland and found a small manor to live in.

When the blood race controlled the Startu Continent, the life of human beings was not very good. They didn't care about life and death, and of course they didn't pay attention to enjoyment. These small manors were all left by the blood race.

There are a few clans in the blood clan who like to enjoy it especially. They mix among the human groups and live a life like aristocrats.

The night was getting dark, Tang Qiu stood under the corridor and looked up at the starry night sky, his sky blue eyes didn't know if it was because the night was less gentle and more cold.

"Are you worried about your companion?" Cynthia's voice came from behind, Tang Qiu turned to look, and replied with a smile: "I'm really a little worried."

"I saw from Karma's memory that you lost two companions, which one are you worried about?"

Tang Qiu chuckled, "Both are worried."

She didn't lie, Lucille was her lover, so even though she knew that Lucille was strong, she was still worried.

Irene is her best friend. She is very strong in witchcraft, but not good at fighting. Although the little hairball is likely to be carried by her, Tang Qiu is very suspicious that Irene may have been arrested because her identity is too suspicious.

After all, Irene's luck is always not so good.

If it wasn't for Cynthia's help, Tang Qiu would definitely not have chosen to stop and rest.

"Are you wondering why I need to rest here?" Cynthia glanced at Tang Qiu's expression and said with a smile.

Tang Qiu raised his eyebrows, "The mind-reading ability of the Protoss is indeed very strong."

"It was you who were too obvious." Cynthia stretched out her hand to straighten the wreath on the top of her head, "Although the holy war is over, you can't just enter the blood zone if you want to."

"And Wucheng too."

"Wucheng?" Tang Qiu was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, "Can't you enter Wucheng?" The blood domain cannot be entered casually because the blood domain was launched by a sleeping generation of blood clans.

Only gods can break through their territory, which is the safest territory for blood races.

But the witch city... the blood race is defeated, so the black witch should not be popular?

"There is a dark temple in Wucheng." Cynthia explained lightly, but Tang Qiu felt that she was hiding something.

"I'm waiting for a friend." Cynthia received Tang Qiu's suspicious gaze, shook her head and laughed, "Be patient, Grace."

"We can talk about 5000 years later." Cynthia touched her chin and thought for a while, then asked, "How about the elves? That little guy has too little memory about the elves."

"The development of the elves is not very good. The tree of life was taken away by the Holy See and the blood race, and the light of Startu Continent began to dissipate. The new tree of life could not grow, and the elf fruits began to breed dark elves."

Cynthia frowned, "It really doesn't sound very good."

Tang Qiu didn't want to talk about the experience of the elves. The fact has already happened and cannot be changed. Speaking it out is just to make people sigh. God formation, can the Dark God really be summoned back?"

"Dark God?" Cynthia seemed to have heard some funny question, with a slight smile on her lips, and said softly, "How could she come back?"

"The gods jointly assassinated the Mother of the Earth in order to leave the Statu Continent. The Mother of the Earth is the patron saint of the Statu Continent. When she died, the gods lost the key to open the gate of heaven. They went to the God Realm. It is impossible to come back after a while." Cynthia looked at Tang Qiu with a hint of teasing in her eyes, "You may have been deceived."

Tang Qiu did not expect that the gods would do such a thing in order to leave Staru Continent, and there is no record in the books of later generations, "...that summoning array was discovered in the Dark Temple, if it was not used to summon the Dark God, then Who is it used to summon?"

Cynthia thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "It is used to summon blood demons or wolf teeth."

Gorefiend?Spike?These two names were very strange to Tang Qiu, and when he was about to ask them carefully, Cynthia seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned around and waved towards a certain darkness.

A petite figure came out of the darkness, the hood covered half of his face, only pale lips and a slightly round chin were exposed.

"Let me introduce you, this is the black witch of the Morgan family, Chelsea." After introducing Tang Qiu, Cynthia pointed to Tang Qiu and introduced to Chelsea: "The werewolf priest from 5000 years later, Grace. "

The adjective 5000 years later successfully made Chelsea raise her head. She took off her hood, stared at Tang Qiu and asked blankly: "What does 5000 years later mean?"

"Do you still remember the teleportation array of Xitai's group?" Cynthia simply explained: "It was sent here by the teleportation array."

Chelsea nodded, walked up to Cynthia, and asked indifferently: "What will the Morgan family look like in 5000 years?"

Tang Qiu looked at Chelsea indiscriminately, and replied with a smile, "Stay hidden in Wucheng."

The Morgan family is really hidden from the world. When she and the people from the grocery store went to Wucheng to rescue Irene, the black witch of the Morgan family did not show up like that.

"Very well, it seems that my people are very obedient."

Chelsea looked sideways at Cynthia and asked, "What are you calling me for?"

"Her companion should have been sent to Wucheng by the teleportation array. It's not convenient for me to go in. You can help her find someone."

"Sent to Witch City?" Chelsea frowned, looked at Tang Qiu and asked, "Is your companion also a black witch?"

"She is the black witch of the Anderson family, and her name is Irene." Tang Qiu whispered a spell, and used the power of light to draw a portrait of Irene in the air.

"Anderson..." Chelsea mentioned the family with a slightly gloomy expression, "I don't want to save a lunatic."

It turns out that the Anderson family has been crazy since then. Tang Qiu shook his head and said softly: "I swear, after you see Irene, you will be surprised that she is actually a witch from the Anderson family."

"She's probably the only 'other' in 5000 years of the Anderson family."

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