The Path of Ascension to the Priest

The illusion is woven by the memory of the original body, and everything presented in front of Tang Qiu's eyes is the scene in the original body's field of vision at that time.

Standing outside the auditorium, Tang Qiu couldn't take another step. She frowned, and suddenly turned her head to search for something. Priests walked back and forth beside her, but none of them were the figure she was looking for.

There was a strange noise in the auditorium, and a heavy object broke through the roof and fell from above, causing the priests and priests in the auditorium to exclaim.

Tang Qiu turned around and went in, passed through the circle of priests, and saw the familiar yet unfamiliar figure lying on the ground at a glance. The long golden hair slightly covered half of her face, and she seemed not breathing well. Smoothly, the palms are tightly grasping the clothes on the chest, the finger bones are raised and white, pain, excitement, joy and other emotions in the sky blue eyes are intertwined, complex and difficult to distinguish.

This person is the original owner of the body she is currently occupying, Grace Augustine.

Seeing her lying on the ground in pain, like the priests and priests present, Tang Qiu subconsciously raised his head to look at the broken roof.

The priest who was close to Grace wanted to help her up in the past, but she pressed her arm vigorously as soon as she touched her. Grace's forehead was covered with cold sweat. She gritted her teeth and said, "Don't touch me."

The moonlight shone on Grace's body through the hole in the roof, her body was slightly elongated, as if something was tearing inside her body, she couldn't help raising her head and moaning in pain, the long blonde hair From the end of the hair slowly upwards, it was dyed snow white by the moonlight.

White fluffy wolf ears protruded from the hair, the palms became slender and powerful, and the sharp nails shone with cold light. Grace bathed in the moonlight and turned into a werewolf in front of many priests and priests.

Tang Qiu stared at her blankly, and there was a noisy sound in her ears. She turned her head subconsciously, and found that the priests and priests who were still worried just now had started to chant spells, their eyes guarded and hostile.

... She already knew at whose hands the torn priests and priests of the Holy See of Goss died.

It was a crushing massacre.

Grace, who had just transformed into a werewolf, was irritated by the spell of light. The speed and strength of the werewolf were brought to the extreme in this small auditorium. None of the priests and priests could escape from the auditorium, but they heard the noise coming from outside The priests also joined the team against the werewolves without knowing it, and began to line up in the team to meet the god of death.

The splashed blood dyed the solemn and holy auditorium red. Tang Qiu slowly retreated from the place where the fighting was most intense to the door of the auditorium. Thanks to the black witch, she now has resistance to this bloody scene, so Now I can still calmly watch everything in front of me.

The massacre stopped slowly. Grace stood in a pool of blood. Her long golden hair was stained with blood and stuck together. The wetness made her uncomfortable, frowning and using a cleansing technique on herself.

Tang Qiu walked to Grace's side on the bloody road, looked down at her carefully, and found that she didn't seem surprised or panicked by her sudden transformation into a werewolf.

She reached out to Grace's waist, where there were already three space gems as she expected.

Yuan Bo knew that he was a werewolf from the beginning to the end, Tang Qiu touched his chin with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Before transforming on a full-moon night, I searched all the things of the Holy See in advance. It is impossible for the original body to hide his identity and enter the Holy See just to come to the Holy See to rob, right?

But apart from this Tang Qiu couldn't think of any other reasons. She looked down at Grace who was still sitting on the ground recovering her strength, and fell into deep thought.

Time seemed to stand still, there was a strong wind outside, the door of the auditorium was slammed, and a burst of inconspicuous footsteps approached the auditorium under the cover of the wind, Tang Qiu and Grace turned their heads at the same time, a tall and slender She walked to the door of the auditorium in the bright moonlight, because her face could not be seen clearly due to the backlight, only her long snow-white hair hanging on her chest.

Grace narrowed her eyes, and after seeing who was coming, displeasure flashed in her sky blue eyes, she stood up from the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ofina...why are you here to pick me up?" I?"

When the white-haired werewolf walked up to him, Tang Qiu realized that her pupils were the same color as Grace's, which was also sky blue. After careful observation, she was surprised to find that this person's facial features were somewhat similar to Grace's.

After the white-haired werewolf appeared, the illusion suddenly became a little unstable, and the surrounding scene began to blur and distort. Tang Qiu frowned, and subconsciously took two steps towards the white-haired werewolf, trying to hear their conversation clearly.

However, just before she took a step to get close to them, the white-haired werewolf suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Grace's neck without warning. She happened to be facing Tang Qiu's direction, so Tang Qiu could clearly see those cold eyes. There was an undisguised murderous intent and anger in his eyes.

The powerful aura of the white-haired werewolf is extremely deterrent, and the vicious meaning is shocking.

Grace grabbed the white-haired werewolf's wrist and tried to struggle. However, her strength had no effect on the white-haired werewolf. The sharp nails scratched the white-haired werewolf's arm in desperation. The maximum damage a werewolf can do.

Grace's snow-white long hair slowly returned to normal, the palms holding her wrists loosened, her sky-blue eyes turned gray, and the white-haired werewolf threw the man to the ground, turned and left indifferently.

The kerosene lamp on the wall burst suddenly, and the kerosene was sprinkled on the pile of corpses, and the dots of flames became one. Tang Qiu, who had witnessed everything, stood in the sea of ​​flames, looking at the back of the white-haired werewolf, his eyes gradually deepened, hanging down The hand beside him shook unconsciously twice.

Orfina...the werewolf...

The illusion shook violently, the auditorium was divided into several fragments and then burst suddenly, and the thick black fog struck again. Tang Qiu stabilized his mind and calmly waited for the arrival of the next illusion. At the same time, he was also thinking about how to get out of the illusion. .

However, the next illusion did not arrive. On the contrary, her senses began to recover, and the cold gradually spread from the soles of her feet to her whole body. A hand was tightly bound around her waist, and she could feel herself being half embraced in someone's arms.

The familiar aura surrounded her, and Tang Qiu, who had just read the original body's memory and was a little confused, slowly calmed down. She slowly opened her eyes, and there was darkness in front of her eyes.

Lucille, who was embracing Tang Qiu, keenly sensed the change in the person in her arms. She looked down at the face of the blond priest, and found that her expression was not in a bad mood. She frowned and asked, "Look What's up?"

Her tone was slightly nervous, but Tang Qiu, who was still a little confused, didn't notice it. She stood up straight, touched her neck involuntarily, and said in a low voice, "Some bad memories."

The original body had no power to backhand and could only struggle to die in despair, which made Tang Qiu feel uncomfortable in retrospect, perhaps because she now occupies this body.

So when I saw that picture, I would unconsciously associate it with myself.

Seeing that Tang Qiu was still trapped in the illusion and couldn't recover, Lucille directly opened a bottle of bright holy water and handed it to her lips, glanced around, and said lightly: "This dark magic circle is not aimed at us. "

The dark magic circle has a main target, otherwise they would not have escaped from the illusion so easily.

As for who the main target is, there should be no one else except Irene.

The coolness on her lips brought Tang Qiu back to her senses. She took Lucille's hand and obediently drank the holy water of light. When she heard her words, she nodded, "It should be specially prepared for Irene."

They are just affected by some spare power.

As soon as Tang Qiu's voice fell, the dense fog around him faded away again, but this time Tang Qiu and Lucille were not separated, and the surrounding scene was no longer the Holy See and Eddri's palace, but the dark and dark sky all year round. Wucheng with a very gloomy atmosphere.

"It's Irene's illusion." Tang Qiu said softly, rubbing the staff in his hand.

Lucille didn't have any interest in other people's memories, she raised her eyes and looked around, then disappeared in place in a flash.

Tang Qiu did not follow Lucille, but raised his staff and chanted a spell in a low voice. The shiny white light spread outward from the top of the staff, driving away the surrounding darkness.

The area covered by the white light became larger and larger, and the illusion began to distort and blur. Lucille walked out of the changing illusion, holding Irene who was immersed in the illusion and showed no sign of waking up.

Tang Qiu paused for a moment, bent down and touched Irene's forehead, and pressed the staff down against her chest, directly using an intermediate purification technique.

Irene frowned subconsciously, and the gray hair ball nestled in her arms ran out before the purification technique was released, and got under Irene's body.

For the black witch, the intermediate purification technique is like being splashed with a basin of bone-chilling water. Irene shuddered, and raised her hand to cover her chest and coughed violently.

Tang Qiu retracted the staff, looked down at Irene who was coughing non-stop, waited patiently for a while, and finally saw her slowly open her eyes.

"Are you okay? Irene." Tang Qiu put away the silver-white staff and replaced it with an ordinary staff. Although she trusted Irene, she still didn't want her to know some secrets.

Irene was stunned for a while, then looked up at Tang Qiu and then at Lucille, her gray eyes gradually recovered, she silently reached out and hugged Tang Qiu's leg, her voice was so dry because her throat was dry. Hoarsely, "Grace, you are finally here."

Tang Qiu subtly looked at Irene, who was exuding a fragile aura all over her body. After thinking for a while, she raised her hand and touched her head, and said softly, "I'll take you out."

"Are you ok?"

After calming down, Irene grabbed Tang Qiu's arm and stood up slowly. She sighed faintly, shook her head and said, "If you come a few days late, I might die here."

Recalling the memory she least wanted to face over and over again, Irene almost collapsed.

The gray ball of hair was bouncing under her feet. Irene took a look and bent down to hug it. The reason why she was able to persevere during this time was thanks to this little guy.

Tang Qiu casually glanced at the gray hairball, and looked away disinterestedly when he saw that it was still the same as before.

They are still in Grana's dark domain, and the intermediate purification technique she cast on Irene doesn't last long. They must leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise Irene will fall into the illusion again among.

The senses of the blood race are still keen in the dark field. They were sent by the dark magic circle once when they fell into the illusion, so they are no longer in the place they just entered.

When going out, Lucille was looking for the way ahead, and Tang Qiu and Irene followed behind. Irene was a little weak and walked with top-heavy feet. She tightly gathered her cloak. In order to distract her attention, she kept Talk to Tang Qiu, "Are you two the only ones who came to save me? Didn't you meet a red-robed witch?"

Irene knew Grana's strength very well. Although Tang Qiu and Lucille were standing in front of her now, and they were looking for an exit to leave, she was still very uneasy.

She knew Granna's character too well, and it was not her style to let them go like this.

"Don't worry about that red-robed witch." Tang Qiu knew what Irene was worried about, so she patiently described the current situation in the manor to her, "She was caught by a werewolf, and she won't take care of her for a while. our."

"And it's not just the two of us who came to save you." Tang Qiu said while observing Irene's expression, "There is also a monster skeleton and a four-generation blood family from Mark's grocery store."

Irene was taken aback for a moment, and said in a surprised tone: "Four generations of blood race?"

Tang Qiu raised his eyebrows, "Don't you know?"

Irene looked at her blankly, "I don't know." She scratched her head, wrinkled her nose when she thought of something, and complained in a low voice, "Four generations of blood... how much will you pay for that?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at the blond priest with a moved face, "Thank you, Grace."

Tang Qiu looked at her inexplicably, shook his head, and said with a smile: "You're welcome, just don't forget to pay the reward after you go out."

Erin: "..."

How many bottles of bright holy water would I have to pay!

The three of them walked quietly in the thick black fog for a while. They had already left the range of the dark magic circle, so Irene's spirit gradually relaxed a little. After heartbroken by the bright holy water that was about to disappear, she Leaned over to talk to Tang Qiu.

"What are you talking about werewolves?"

Tang Qiu looked around and replied patiently: "Didn't you mention that Eva and Jillian were also arrested together in the distress letter?"

"The werewolves value their clansmen very much, so I asked Mark's grocery store to send a letter to the wolf clan's territory."

"However, they value their own people more than I imagined. There are probably nearly a hundred werewolves who came to rescue Eva and Jillian."

When talking about the words that werewolves value their people, Tang Qiu suddenly saw the white-haired werewolf Ao Feina who killed Grace, and she frowned.

"Nearly a hundred werewolves?" Irene's eyes widened, her face full of joy. With so many werewolves appearing in the manor, it's no wonder Grana ignored them.

Irene finally let go of her heart that she had been carrying all along.

The three of them walked for a while, and Lucille, who was exploring the way ahead, stopped suddenly. She lowered her eyes to sense the situation ahead, and whispered to Tang Qiu, who came over to ask, "We seem to be with those werewolves. We met."

Tang Qiu was taken aback, frowned, and said, "...how about a detour?" Because of the illusion just now, she doesn't want to meet the werewolf now.

She still doesn't know anything about that white-haired werewolf Ao Feina.

"I can't get around it." Lucille paused for a moment, looked down at Tang Qiu, saw her worry, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Tang Qiu touched his face, "The cloak..."

Lucille took out a black cloak from the Space Gem and put it on Tang Qiu's body, and helped her carefully hide her hair in the hood. Looking at Tang Qiu whose face was half covered, her expression changed. , said in a low voice, "Here we come."

Irene didn't really hear the conversation between them, but she was a little surprised at the intimate atmosphere that circulated between them, a vampire and a priest... Irene felt a little weird, but thinking that she was still a black witch, Tang Qiu He still came to save her despite the danger, and suddenly felt that it was nothing.

All the reasons can only be attributed to the fact that the blond priest is too special.

She is the first priest that Irene has seen in such an age who is willing to get close to a black witch.So she couldn't help but want to get close to her, even though the priest dream in her heart had already been shattered.

When Irene was watching the blond priest thinking about something absently, a shocking oppressive force suddenly hit her. She regained consciousness in an instant, and her legs ran directly behind Tang Qiu faster than her brain could react, feeling puzzled. Looking at the thick fog all around.

The figure of the werewolf slowly appeared in the dense fog, and they had already discovered the location of Tang Qiu and the others, so they took advantage of the large number of people and directly surrounded them from all sides.

Fanny dispelled the dense fog several meters around, and the situation of the werewolf team appeared more clearly in the field of vision of Tang Qiu and others. Eva and Jillian walked out of the team, and the former went up to grab Irene from behind Tang Qiu , asked: "Does what you said last time still count?"

Eileen looked at her blankly, "What are you talking about?"

Eva stared at her and reminded, "Eighty bottles of bright holy water."

Irene, who already had Tang Qiu as her reliance, shook her head silently: "...not counting."

Eva snorted coldly, turned around and left, Ji Lian watched her pass by angrily, shook her head slightly, she walked up to Tang Qiu, and asked in a low voice: "You sent this letter Is it in werewolf territory?"

Tang Qiu glanced at it and found that the handwriting on the parchment in her hand was indeed hers. She nodded and admitted, "Well, it is indeed me."

Jilian folded the parchment and said calmly: "Thank you, in return we will take you out of here together."

Although the hood covered half of the blond priest's face, Jillian still saw the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and then heard her reply in her usual gentle tone: "It's just a little thing, no need to thank you."

Ji Lian nodded slightly at Tang Qiu, then returned to Fanny's side, and whispered something to her.

Fanny had no interest in Tang Qiu and the others at all. If the letter sent to their territory hadn't come from a priest, she would have never been able to save the people of the Holy See.

After Jilian had a good talk with the other party, she nodded coldly, turned around and led the tribe away indifferently.

Ji Lian deliberately walked at the end of the team to keep an eye on the situation of Tang Qiu and the other three.

There was a werewolf opening the way ahead, and they walked very smoothly on the next road. Even if a monster suddenly appeared to attack, the werewolf would be the first to stop and solve it.

When Tang Qiu was talking to Ji Lian, she had already observed these werewolves calmly. Except for the few werewolves that had changed into their original forms, she did not see Ofina among the rest of the werewolves.

She lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the ground under her feet, wondering what she was thinking.

Jima clutched her arms and left the team to come to Tang Qiu's side, trying to talk to her, "Are you a priest? Then will you use healing?"

Tang Qiu came back to his senses, raised his eyes and glanced at Jima, and found that there was not much hostility in her eyes except guard and curiosity. She nodded and said with a smile: "The healing technique is a must for every priest. Light spell."

She spoke neither fast nor slow, and her voice was very gentle, making people want to get close unconsciously. Ji Ma subconsciously let go of her guard. She showed Tang Qiu her arm and said in a low voice: "Can you cure this?"

Jima didn't know the abilities of priests either. Tang Qiu was the first priest she saw. She just thought that the light spell was the nemesis of darkness, so she wanted to give it a try.

However, if Tang Qiu's attitude hadn't been so gentle, Ji Ma might not have asked her for help, but turned around and left.

The wound on her arm was shocking, a large piece of flesh was gone, and the white bones were directly exposed. Tang Qiu took a look and frowned. She took out two bottles of bright holy water, opened them and poured them on Jima's arm , and then hovered his palms on it, chanting a spell softly.

The power of light combined with the holy water of light drove away the dark breath left on Jima's arm, and then slowly healed her injury.

The numb feeling replaced the severe pain. Geema blinked her eyes, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth, happily watching the wound on her arm heal little by little.

Tang Qiu simply used a few healing techniques to help Jima suppress the pain, then gave her a few bottles of bright holy water and said, "I want the wound to heal completely, and I will treat it for you after we leave here."

Gemma nodded happily, and then carefully put away the bright holy water.

Because Tang Qiu needed to use the healing technique, she stayed in place for a while, and Lucille stayed by her side, observing the surroundings while she was healing Gemma's wound.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a little reddish powder on the ground. She lowered her head and asked faintly, "What is this?"

Irene followed her line of sight and looked down, because her eyesight was not as good as that of the blood race, and she couldn't see anything because of the thick fog, so she could only squat down and look curiously, and her face changed drastically at just one glance, " ……not good."

Tang Qiu heard the commotion from their side, came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Irene picked up some of the light red powder on the ground and sniffed it. The sweet scent made her face turn pale. She stood up and said with a serious face while pressing her slightly trembling palm: "We must hurry up!" leave here."

"There is acenaphthene leaf powder on the ground, and this powder will be detonated if it touches an open flame." Knowing that Tang Qiu and others don't know what acenaphthene leaf is, she explained it concisely and quickly, "Acenaphthene leaf is a very rare Witches will use it to perform witchcraft, and it is rumored that it grows in the dark world, and the power after detonation can kill a three-generation blood race."

Irene's voice was a little flustered, "I didn't lie to you, it's true, a black witch used this to kill a three-generation blood family 1000 years ago."

Tang Qiu pressed Irene's shoulder and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, let's leave here first."

They followed the werewolf team. Tang Qiu called Jilian and briefly told her what Irene had said. Jilian looked dignified and said directly to the werewolves beside him: "Transform into original form and take them with you."

She ran to Fanny's side, seeing Fanny frowning and looking at the thick fog ahead, her heart sank.

There were monsters approaching them, and dots of light came out from the thick fog.

Tang Qiu raised her eyes and looked around, and saw a monster with a torch in its mouth flashing past in the thick fog, her face became serious. She had been thinking just now, if the red-robed witch didn't continue to summon monsters to deal with them, she would also If they don't stop them from saving lives, why don't they withdraw the dark realm and leave as soon as possible.

It turned out that the red robe witch didn't give up at all, she even greedily wanted to keep them all here.

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