The World of Masks

The altar stood as magnificent and magnificent as it did not long ago. I didn't notice anything else. From the torches that had been standing all over the walls to the traces of NPCs that Jack had killed recently.

'Well, it's been a while.'

Rather, if it has changed, you have to be nervous. It means that someone has invaded this place, a secret room between Jack and Callie, and we need to find it and kill it somehow.

Jack begins to climb the steps of the altar. In the past, NPCs used to leave surveillance for skeletons and standby beneath the altar, but now they need NPCs. Of course I dragged them all up. This time, Callie is on Jack's back. As I was used to, I couldn't help but gloom and apology. It's time to get used to it. Jack and Callie carrying him up the stairs were very easy, but the other NPCs had no hard time. A giant altar the size of a mountain. The height of the stairs is stunning. The staircase was too heavy for them, although it was NPCs that clearly had better stamina than humans with hard labor. But there was no time to rest. If you see any spots falling behind, the skeletons following you swing their swords. My eyes darkened, I coughed, and I vomited heavily, but I was forced to continue up. His legs creak and swollen, but the one ahead of him does not slow down. I had to put my hands on my feet, drag my legs, and try my best not to fall behind somehow.

Still, Jack was tailoring to the NPCs. It may taste like death to NPCs, but it's a yawn speed for Jack. But I arrived at the top of the altar surprisingly quickly, not at a slow speed. I dropped Callie off at the top. Callie bows in gratitude and immediately enters the NPCs' custody. Fortunately, no one was deprived because they had only been kidnapped by fit adult men, but as soon as they climbed up, they fell to the ground and breathed ferociously, their lives seemed to be in ruins. A few people nod and are nauseous. Callie looks at it with disgusting eyes. I looked right at Jack.

I nodded. I didn't want to keep them alive anyway. If I wanted to keep her alive in the first place, I wouldn't have brought anyone into this secret space.

Callie drives the NPCs inside the altar. You can clearly see the legs twitching as your strength drops, but there is no mercy. She pitilessly stomps the troublemakers to their feet and raises them up. But those who could not get up allowed to crawl away. At the end of several puddles, all NPCs converge inside the altar. They all went inside the enchanted camp on the altar.

As Callie pushes all the NPCs into the altar, Jack starts to move. Walk towards the covered NPCs. The Devil walks up to them, and the NPCs are terrified. But surprisingly, Jack did them no harm. I just passed by. Jack, standing in front of a small ledge at the center of the altar, raises his sword high. I felt the tingling sensation of NPCs, but I didn't care. A large decorative covering was opened in the center of the sword decoration. Inside, you see the beads of life that have been working together since the beginning of the game with Jack. Jack pulls the orb out of the sword and places it on a central ledge.

I carefully took a few steps back, looking at the beads of life sitting on the altar like a new terminal. The orb of life was not even frozen.

Phew!

In an instant, Jack slashes the two NPCs next to him with his sword.

Fluffy.

Two lives are lost in an instant, and the body of the dead falls over the magic.

"· · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · Aaaah!"

You scream. You and your companion, who have been dragged here, have somehow died in vain. I was preparing to do this, but no matter how prepared I was, I couldn't stop the absolute fear of death. The NPCs ran away screaming. But Jack was too fast compared to them.

Squeak, squeak!

One life for one sword. Every time a flash of lightning appeared from a thunderous jack, his life was extinguished one by one. The will of life and the avoidance of fear were those who ran away, squeezing out the power of the absolute proposition of living creatures, but their desires were not achieved because of Jack's extremely agile speed, in addition to his exhausted stamina as they climbed to the top of this altar.

Fluffy.

The last one down. Despite his desperate escape, unfortunately, none of them escaped the enchantment. Jack moves his feet out of the enchanted camp, pulling a cloth from the bracelet and sweeping through the sword. Red blood drenched the yellow cloth. It was a flannel shape with a wavy blade, so I struggled a little to clean my sword. After a full descent out of the enchantment, you throw the bloody rag. Hungry, heavily soaked with cheerfully soaked blood, falls outside the altar according to Jack's gesture.

Put the sword in the bracelet, wrap your arms around it, and look at the Magic Cube. Callie approaches Jack's side. The skeletons have also moved out of the enchanted camp. After everyone had escaped, only the living beads and the bleeding corpses remained inside the enchanted camp.

There's been a change in the magic circle. The red light begins to radiate slowly from the magic circle, which is merely painted with a red line.

Tsutz.

Blood spilled from the corpse begins to make strange movements. Since there is no slope, the circular blood circulating around the bleeding corpse begins to move like a snake along the line forming a magic circle. The peculiar force that moved the blood to the ground was not enough, and began squeezing even the corpse.

Wood Duck.

Suddenly dry as all moisture is sucked in. Everything from visible blood to invisible life force was being pillaged.

Magic Jinn emits a red light. It wasn't bright or red that felt enthusiastic, it was crude red.

Whoo-hoo!

The orb of life that was placed on the altar in the center of the enchanted camp vibrates. I came to the air without a sound. Roaring like a bead in the air. As per your instructions, the sorcerer who has been covered in blood has finally begun to act. The shapes and symbols that were forming the magic faction came to mind, one or two in the air. Those made of red blood began to rotate slowly around the hem.

"Wow!"

It was a horrible but mysterious landscape. Callie, who was quietly watching this from Jack's side, was amazed at Nazi. Jack also observed the phenomenon well.

'Is this what happened when I was killed by Politon?'

His real name was Wilchtesse, but he just called him a convenient Politon. I focused as if I wasn't going to sacrifice anything. I didn't even want to know. Maybe his whole flying character reconnected, and he was fine. I knew what was happening to me after being remembered by the Dark Knights, but it was also best to see for myself.

Suddenly, I unconsciously felt a hand on my neck. I still often remember that horror sensation. I don't really want to go through it again.

Shhh.

Something begins to flow from the beads of life. It was a dark fog that was sacred or invisible in a pleasant way. Just as I said I wouldn't let even a single beam of light pass through, I was completely blindfolded. I covered the beads of life and immediately expanded my power. The black aura that covered the whole sheath shifts in disdain.

Ugh. Ugh.

The shapes and symbols made of blood, which were rotating the center of the magic circle, slowly began to disappear one by one into the black cloud, like meteorites drawn to gravity. The light of the magic circle, which was emitting red at the end, fades away. At the same time, the Black Carriage slowly begins to disperse.

Soon.

Tuck.

All the anomalies disappeared as the beads of life that were floating in the air fell onto the ledge. Callie sighs faintly as she breathes and watches it happen. I am already used to this game, but it has always been mysterious. Jack starts walking to the place where the Dadan is.

The orb of life seemed to be no different from before. You reach out and grab the orb of life. The translucent tag pales. I looked inside the tag. Jack's jaw flutters with the words written on it.

[Medium Orb of Life]

You put the bead inside the ornament with a satisfactory smile.