She has been here too long.
Although the left eye is essentially the "evil god's flesh and blood", it can confuse the prisoners' perception of her and temporarily make those things regard her as a compatriot, but if she stays here for a long time, they... especially those ruthless ones among them who are able to sense the situation here, will also become suspicious of her.
slam-la-
The sound of chains rubbing against stone pillars.
It came from more than one direction, which meant that there was more than one evil god approaching this time.
Hitzfeld hurriedly wrote down the last question, then thought for a moment and took the bottle of ink in his hand.
[Where do you think she and the Kingdom of the Sun are now?]
[I think?]
She was already walking backwards...
She had to leave quickly...
She saw a line of characters trembling and jumping out from the page.
[She's a very camaraderie-oriented person.]
Tusa confessed.
[I know the current situation outside from reading your memory last time.]
[How do you say it?]
[If Amen-Harwin were still alive, I don't believe she would do such a thing.]
[Building temples, imprisoning prisoners... leaving the problem to others, to her descendants to solve, this is not her character at all.]
[Prisoners? What prisoners?]
[Where do prisoners come from in the eyes of that tyrant? Ha! From what I've seen, she wouldn't bother with you if she could just do it! She should have killed these ugly freaks as soon as she caught them! The only reason she didn't do that is that she couldn't do it!]
[She can't do it!]
[She can’t do it!!!]
Although the characters became smaller and smaller as the distance between them increased, Hitzfeld could still see all of them clearly.
These words are simply...
Well, it's normal for a real prisoner to gloat over it, but what if its speculation is true?
Hitzfeld didn't dare to think about it too much. He secretly said to himself that he would come again, and turned around and ran away without any nostalgia.
Wow! ! !
On both sides of the road, the chains on the stone pillars made a loud noise.
Each chain was bending and hanging downwards, and the silver-haired goddess had to lift the hem of her long skirt to increase the distance between her legs - she was really trying her best, running madly in the direction she came from!
Faster!
Faster! ! !
This is the disadvantage of coming in with your real body.
The spirit's consciousness can be awakened from reality instantly, but the real body cannot. She has to walk the same distance back as she came here.
Fortunately, there was no danger.
At the most dangerous moment, those hazy giant shadows emerged from the mist. She subconsciously glanced over there, and her shadow burst into a large blood mist, and in the blood mist, all kinds of deformed tumor tentacles grew and danced wildly in the air.
This is an extremely strange sight.
The silver-haired goddess looks so beautiful when she lifts up her skirt and runs.
But the shadow under her feet was undoubtedly an ugly monster.
Just follow her footsteps closely.
Staggering.
Wailing.
Trying to wrap its tentacles around her.
But fortunately she left in time.
As long as he has not been actually touched by the evil god's limbs, this kind of contamination is still bearable.
He calculated in his mind that he had been running for almost half a minute. Hitzfeld's eyes lit up and he saw a huge stone door appear in front of him.
Elwin and Green Skeleton Lika were standing at the door, and they obviously saw her as well. The former immediately jumped up and waved her arms in this direction, trying to guide her in this way.
Hitzfeld ran over faster, not even taking a breath, and suddenly his hand swung out a knife.
Clang——!!!
Gold and iron echo.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of flesh being torn.
With Elwin and the Green Skull watching, she chopped off the shadow under her feet with a knife, leaving the part that dragged it out outside the door frame!
ah--! ! !
The blocked shadow screamed, its whole body expanded and it tried to pounce, but it seemed to have hit an invisible barrier. It wailed and shattered into smoke, merging with the rolling gray fog.
"..."
"..."
Alvin didn't dare to breathe.
What... happened?
"Let's go back."
Hitzfeld didn't bother to explain, grabbed her wrist and was about to leave.
"That's enough harvest."
“I’m going to verify something.”
Chapter 49: Mystery in the Shadow (Two in One)
This time when leaving the Temple of Sacrifices, Alwin was taken away by the Goddess of Shadow Night.
She always felt that there was something strange about the silver-haired goddess who returned from the prison hall, including the fact that before leaving, she specifically glanced at the green skeleton Rika. She was not sure if that look was an illusion - she always felt that the emotion in it was called pity.
What to pity?
Pity Senior Rika, who has turned into a undead but still can't escape the pollution of the gray fog?
With a dizzy feeling, Alwin opened her eyes while lying on the bed, and when she turned around, she saw Hitzfeld standing in front of the operating table with his back to her.
She was obviously... a little out of control. Her hands were spread out on both sides, parallel to her body, resting on the outer edge of the table, her shoulders slightly arched in the middle, her entire back was trembling, and she could faintly hear her breathing heavily.
This situation is okay, right?
With his eyes wide open, Alvin didn't even bother to check his condition, his body stiffened and he was about to get up.
"Ai..."
"Aisun? What's wrong with you?"
The outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and Alwin silently retracted it, watching in silence as Shasha-Imaar emerged from the shadows and hugged the silver-haired goddess in his arms.
"I've never seen you so weak... Aren't you going to investigate the situation? What happened? Did you go to the 'prison hall'?"
Hitzfeld had also "reported" his goal tonight to her, and the two agreed that the main task tonight was to check the three divine relics. So Xia Yibing didn't take the meeting seriously, thinking that his wife would just go there for a stroll and then come back.
"This is a rare opportunity... Don't worry, I know my limits." Hitzfeld's face looked frighteningly pale, but she still had the mind to comfort others, which meant that she was indeed fine.
Xia Yibing's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "...Where's your shadow?"
Alwin looked down at the feet of the two people and found that under the light of the table, Xia Yibing's shadow was obviously dragged to the wall, but Hitzfeld's shadow was only a short one.
Is it because of this?
She immediately recalled the scene of the other person swinging his sword and cutting off his shadow after stepping out of the prison hall.
Yes... to others, a shadow is just a shadow. But to the goddess of night, a shadow is almost as important as the "mysterious" concept that determines her own existence.
She didn't see anything unusual at the time, and even said stubbornly, "I've gained enough."
What on earth had she experienced in the prison that made her think it was worth it after paying such a high price?
"What else can we do if we don't cut off the contaminated parts?" Hitzfeld covered his forehead. "Just like the corrupted and rotten tissues and tumors in the body, if we don't cut them off, will the contamination spread? ... Can we not let the injured and sick explain these principles themselves?"
"It's my problem." Xia Yibing admitted her mistake without saying a word.
She could see that Hitzfeld was feeling very uncomfortable. Having her shadow cut off must have hurt her vitality. Even if it wasn't a problem, it would probably take some time for her to recover.
"How about we cancel our plans for tonight? Those three things won't grow legs and run away anyway. So, I'll go get some hot water so you can take a bath and get some rest."
She was almost attentive to her wife, and it wasn't something she was deliberately performing; she just said that subconsciously.
This scene fell into Alwin's eyes... Although she was a little sad, she was also happy for these two people from the bottom of her heart.
They are the most suitable people for each other...
So my choice...taking a step back was indeed the right one...
"Sister Queen~~~!!!"
Before he could react, a petite figure flew over. Alvin felt as if a large pillow had hit his chest, and his body fell back onto the bed uncontrollably. He looked at the little head that was moving back and forth, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
This little thing... I threatened her like that, how dare she come near me?
"You must think I'm afraid to talk to you."
Unexpectedly, Emily rolled her eyes at him, looking very angry.
"But I've thought a lot about it... I think this kind of problem - according to what my mother said, can be discussed behind closed doors."
"Before that, we have to solve the 'survival problem' first."
“I don’t want my sister to die no matter what – Ouch ouch!!!???”
"You little thing!" Xia Yibing grabbed her ears and lifted her up. "Your mother is still suffering here? Why don't you come to care for your mother first? Go and comfort the healthy people?"
Outrageous!
Xia Yibing was so angry that her lungs exploded.
She was happy to see Emily's little tricks come to fruition, but she couldn't tolerate her ignoring Aisuen like this!
It’s because you hugged mom too tightly!
Emily felt aggrieved but dared not speak out.
Similar examples have happened before, for example, my mother looked very tired after cooking, washing dishes or cleaning - I would have wanted to show some concern for her at that time!
Who thinks I'm in the way? Who thinks I'm taking her place?
If you care, you will be given a cold shoulder. If you don’t care, your ears will be pulled.
Emily awakened to the maturity of an adult today, but she didn't have an adult body, so she didn't dare to speak loudly even when she was bullied...
Damn it! I'll write this all down!
But when Emily actually saw Hitzfeld's appearance, she was a little scared.
I couldn't see clearly just now because it was blocked... This! It looks like it's serious!
"What's wrong, Mom?"
"Is mom okay?"
"Mom, don't leave Emily!"
"Woo woo, Emily usually has a lot of bad behavior, but Emily has changed. From now on, no matter what mommy says, Emily will listen obediently..."
After all, she is a child. Even if she understands some principles, her brain and body are not fully developed, and it is still difficult for her to control her emotions. Emily threw herself into her mother's arms and choked up after saying a few words.
You guys act like I'm attending my own funeral...
Hitzfeld could only comfort her with gentle words and stroke her back with his hand.
Maybe it was because the caress was too comfortable, or maybe it was because her mother's embrace was too gentle and warm. The aftereffects of Emily's two emotional fluctuations today broke out at this moment. She felt mentally exhausted and unable to bear it, and gradually fell asleep.
