Omni-Magician

The cathedral is arguably the only building in the city - a dense, numb room on the walls surrounding the city, which is used to guard the sanctuary, as if it were an ant nest, part of a city wall, not a building.

The sanctuary, located in the centre of the sanctuary, covers a vast area and is extraordinarily magnificent in appearance.

After Ye Dynasty walked in, he was always alert to the dangers that might arise around him, and was also measuring the surroundings.

The building is new, but from the outside it's magnificent, as if it were a hall created by the condensation of countless labor, but it's actually very rough, and there's not even much extra facilities in it, which is almost certainly just a stone house made of the magic of the earth.

Ye droop waved in the air, a magic matrix clustered in the air, helping Ye droop to judge what--

“This place was built at most ten days ago, and there are still magical elements of the earth in the air that have not collapsed…” Ye Dingkou explained, "The stone walls outside are not felt because they have gone through countless battles, but they have never been affected by battles, so I can feel them precisely, and I can also conclude that the shrine is completely congealed by a scroll. ”

“Scroll?” Debbie immediately came to me for interest, "Can the magic scroll still gather directly into a hall? ”

“Sure, the magic scroll is simply to gather the spell on the scroll, theoretically any spell can be scrolled, but lower spells are easy to do, but the higher the spell, the higher the level of writing required.” Ye Dynasty explained.

“Such hall scrolls are rare now, although they were popular thousands of years ago in the First Nations.” Freya also commented, "I have seen some information that the ancient dynasty's outing history carries this scroll, they call it the Palace Scroll, so that they can have a magnificent palace anywhere to show their noble identity... Shadow King is the last tyrant king of the ancient dynasty, I'm afraid this palace is also a relic of the ancient dynasty, it is precious, there is no magician now will work hard to make this kind of thing. ”

“Hammerheads can condense this magic reel with your present strength, right?” Debbie is still rushing to ask Ye Di.

“Oh, sure.” Ye Di faintly asserted that he understood the source of magic. As long as it did not involve the power of the rules, Ye Di is now absolutely the strongest person in the magician, not to mention Ye Di is to imprint the magic scroll to get home, something that is easy for him.

“So...” Debbie nodded immediately with excitement.

Ye Dynasty suddenly raised a very bad feeling, indeed...

“Then we'll have new merchandise in the Anthony Magic Store. Isn't it expensive to sell a few thousand coins a scroll?” Debbie said with healing.

Owner: “…”

This girl never forgets greed. Dozens of tons of gold that Aunt Debbie gave her in her space ring are not enough to satisfy her financial obsession...

So whispering, people followed the muscle man Serti through a tunnel and eventually came to a huge hall.

It's almost empty, and it makes people feel empty.

And in the middle of this hall, stands a tall figure with his back to his side.

The figure was wearing a huge cloak with some kind of magical power and a hood, hiding him completely in mystery.

There is no doubt that this tall figure is the so-called High Priest of Life.

Ye glanced down at the tall figure and then glanced slightly at the ground below the cathedral.

“There's something underground… like a magic array?” Dakins is also a magician, and she feels something.

“It seems to be some sort of summoning magic array, and it should be some kind of defensive mechanism that comes with the scroll of the palace that created this hall.” Ye lowered his voice and then suddenly frowned, "but... this magic array here seems to be just a cover for what lies deeper. ”

During Ye Di's time with Duggins, Serti, the muscle man, had walked in some sort of convocation to the high priest of life.

Debbie was very concerned about Serti, and she was holding the golden sword behind Serti, but she approached her and looked at the figure of the High Priest of Life hidden under the cape. She suddenly thought of something: “Hammerhead, do you feel that this High Priest of Life is a bit like...”

She hasn't finished remembering that the High Priest of Life, who had turned his back on them - half his face hidden under the cape hood, but still enough to see his jaw made entirely of steel, an image that the leaves are so familiar with.

That's Jarvis!

This high priest of life, Jarvis!

He was wearing that huge cloak, full of mystery, with a giant sword in one hand, which seemed to possess some magical magic.

“Well, is it really him...” Yeats whispered to himself, rushing to Debbie's side with Dakins, Freya and others.

In fact, when Stephen 5297 remembered the blurred figure of the High Priest of Life, Yeats had suspected that it might be Jarvis, the tall body, and there was no one else but Jarvis, the complete armored man.

“Jarvis, it's you!” Debbie went on to say earlier.

“I am the High Priest of Life, and the intruder will not be rude here! ”

In Jarvis' mouth, he said in a bitter, ancient prophecy, "This is what the characters usually say, making them seem more compelling.

“…” Ye Di's people were speechless, and at the same time they quickly weighed around. They had guessed that the High Priest of Life was supposed to be the Shadow King, but they didn't expect Jarvis to play the role of the High Priest of Life. Where is the Shadow King?

“Jarvis, you're under Shadow King's control now, but you know us, don't you?” Freya asked at this point that he would not lose his memory after being controlled, and that Jarvis was still Jarvis, only that he had lost his autonomy when he was controlled by some powerful matrix.

“We recognize that Er and others should receive the summons of my High Priest of Life to accept the sacred mission of the Guardian!” Jarvis continues to speak in that ancient language.

“Pff--”

At this solemn moment, Debbie suddenly couldn't help but laugh: “Jarvis, can you change the way you speak? I'm a little bit uncomfortable talking like this...”

“…” Jarvis' body trembled slightly, apparently he was angry, "I am now the High Priest of Life, God bless me for every word I say and do. What a fool to wait for a mortal to speak of my words and deeds! ”

“No, no, Jarvis, don't make me laugh...” Debbie's stomach hurts already, the little girl's laugh is a little low...

“Outrageous! ”

Jarvis suddenly burst into a drink, and the giant sword in his right hand suddenly pounced on the ground, banging, and a pale yellow light flashed over the ground, instantly bombarding Debbie.

Debbie looked like a laughingground, but at the same time she was constantly watching Jarvis, watching the yellow light, waving the golden sword against herself, a blast, Debbie's figure backwards a few steps, the little girl angry: "What, are you laughing at me? ”

“Disrespectful mortal, be ready to accept my wrath! ”

Jarvis continued with a high and unpredictable shout, and he looked up slightly at Serti, the muscle man standing in front of him (Serti, the muscle man, is now half a head taller than Jarvis), and then he smiled disdainfully: "But don't use my own hands against Mortals like Al! ”

Thus, he stretched his hand against Serti's chest muscle and recited: "Your mission is to protect this holy place and preserve it...”

Every resurrector who crawls out of the pool of life and blood receives the blessings of the High Priest of Life, the so-called blessings, which are actually the words that Jarvis recites, and which, by virtue of some kind of magic matrix under this Hall, will be deeply imprinted in the memory of the resurrected and become the object of their struggle.

What Jarvis needs to do now is obviously give Serti that blessing.

But...

Obviously, the muscle man Serti is different from the average resurrector.

Sergeant lowered his head and glanced at Jarvis, who was shamelessly placing his hand on his chest (muscle), instantly shy, his arm waving along, accompanied by a series of broken mouths shouting: "Oh, no! ”

Boom!

Before Jarvis' blessing was finished, the man was slapped by the muscle man and flied away. Ten meters away. After landing, his body rolled on the ground for several laps before stopping...

The Yeats who were preparing to stop Jarvis from blessing: "…”

Certainly there's no way Serti's slap could have directly hit Jarvis. Jarvis followed him and jumped off the ground again. He ripped off a cloak that was already a little damaged. He jumped like a thunder and shouted to Serti: "Shit, Serti, can you do it gently? ”

Ye Di continued: “…”

“Jarvis, are you back?” Yeats noticed that Jarvis seemed different.

“This cloak seems to have affected my thinking matrix and limited my ability to think, which has kept me nagging for a few days, but thanks to Serti's slap I tore it apart and let me get out of its control.” Jarvis patted himself on the steel door and took a look at the cape he had just thrown on the ground.

“Huh?” Debbieton rejoiced and walked over to Jarvis, "So Jarvis, you're back now? ”

“Careful!” Ye shouted hastily in his mouth.

Soon after that, Jarvis' sword struck Debbie, sparking a faint yellow sword on top of her, and attacked Debbie with a slaughter.

Debbie hastily provoked a golden sword that stopped Jarvis from attacking her and quickly retreated back to Yeats.

“I'm sorry." Jarvis continued to pose as an assault on Yeats walker, "My consciousness is still under the control of that bastard of Shadow King. His orders to me are to solve you once and for all, and I can't disobey his orders now. ”

“You're still under Shadow King's control? Where is that guy now?” Debbie followed closely and asked.

“If you ask, the Shadow King will never let Jarvis tell us where he is hiding.” Freya said to Debbie.

“Yes, he forbade me to think about you disclosing any information about him.” Jarvis pointed the giant sword in his hand at Ye Di's pedestrian and continued, "So don't bother, I will never tell you that he is hiding in the magic array beneath the palace, using something hidden here to try to transform his body and give himself the [perfect body], just as the Demon King once did! ”

“Er...” Ye Di here started to hear Jarvis say the words before, and he was still feeling a little disappointed. But immediately after that, they couldn't help but sweat. Jarvis, this is obviously revealing information to them...

Although Jarvis is still under Shadow King's control, he seems to have found a loophole that could leak information this way.

“[Perfect Warrior]? What is this?” Ye Di asked hastily.

“Sir, do you think I'm going to say anything you ask me?” Jarvis resolutely said, "Give it up, I will never tell you that the so-called" perfect body "is a god that is countless times more powerful than the Dragon Blood Baptism, and that is the great secret hidden under the Puppet Holy Tree! ”

Yetu continued sweating, then Yetu couldn't help but glance at Hippol and continued to ask: “Below the puppet holy tree… or what is the big secret hidden here? ”

“Sir, you're naive. [Genesis Spark] Would I tell you anything confidential?” Jarvis said with his head high.

“[Genesis Spark]?” Ye Di's side suddenly startled.

“Hippo?” Ye Di looked at Hippol again.

“Yes, that's the big secret hidden beneath the puppet Holy Tree, the core of the world tree, the source of everything, [Genesis Spark]..." Hippol said with no expression on his face, since Jarvis had told the big secret, the secret mechanism in her puppet's core for this big secret was also broken, so that she would no longer have to be blockaded by the ban, she looked at Jarvis, "You are not a qualified puppet, I say with a complicated expression. ”

Hippo's words confirm Jarvis'.

The big secret hidden beneath the puppet Holy Tree is the so-called [Genesis Spark], the core of the world tree, the source of all things... and the Shadow King has long known this kind of thing, he has been constantly pointing at the King of Killers race on the side of Black Castle for thousands of years in order to get the [Genesis Spark] to make himself the so-called [perfect body].

Obviously, all this is still irrelevant to the Demon King, who possesses exactly this [perfect body]!