Chapter 583: 79. Curse Entity (Two in One)
“What’s coming?”
Balzac, hearing Sister Ilois’s words, looked outside the temple inexplicably. Outside Fisher’s Protection Magic, the snowstorms of the Northern Realm turned fierce under the moonlight, engulfing the sky. An oppressive force, invisible yet palpable, overwheld everyone present, sending chills down their spines without the cold.
The pristine moonlight above grew more vivid, as if solidifying and segregating the nocturnal world of the Northern Realm.
In Sister Ilois’s view, everything around seed dyed in the backdrop of a Milky Way, sketching bright micro-stars mixed with blinking eyes. Initially, these gazes were rely looking around unintentionally, but upon spotting Sister Ilois, they turned as if having found sothing intriguing and began to look over.
These stares made Sister Ilois’s legs wobble, but they held no obvious malice, unlike the ominous presence outside the temple’s protective shield.
It… wants to kill ?
“Bang!”
The cold wind breezed through the shield, tossing around the tents and cooking utensils prepared by the Turand Family, alerting everyone to the changes. They clutched their weapons and rifles, peering at the moonlit scene outside the shield. All they found was silence and slowly growing filthy feathers in the void.
Fortunately, the World Resonance triggered by Fisher’s Protection Magic could isolate the attacks from the Spirit Realm. The feathers only clung temporarily to the bright surface of the magic without penetrating the temple. Inside the temple, Balzac made a quick decision and shouted at Sister Ilois,
“Hurry! Don’t just stand there! While the magic shield still works, go find the hidden Seal of the Moon Rabbit Species, and then hide inside the relic, quick!”
“Ah… I…”
Sister Ilois looked at the strange feathers growing and spreading on the shield. A genetic-etched fear was instantly awakened. However, after hesitating for a mont, she gritted her teeth, bowed her head, and whispered, “Mother Goddess, protect ,” which gave her imnse courage. She imdiately turned around and surveyed the temple’s interior at night.
Behind her, Valentina’s white hair fluttered slightly in the cold wind, while Helldor clenched the handles of her wheelchair tightly, pushing her to a sheltered spot,
“Sizzle… Philis, you are not suited for combat this ti. Push Valentina outside to et with the family so she can use ‘Moon Princess’ without interruptions. Balzac and I will follow Sister Ilois to find the Seal of the Moon Rabbit Species. If Fisher cos back, tell him to hurry inside; we need him.”
Philis drew her massive straight blade from her back, nodded at Helldor, and accepted the task. Just as Helldor was about to leave, Valentina suddenly spoke from her wheelchair,
“Helldor, take care of your health, and ensure the safety of Sister Ilois and Balzac… If it’s impossible to retrieve the Seal of the Moon Rabbit Species, have them hurry back and hide in the relic. I don’t want anyone to get hurt.”
“Sizzle… I understand.”
Helldor turned and left, the obscure steam under his cheeks and the bright blue lights on his body flickering more frequently, giving Valentina an increasingly ominous premonition. But she was helpless and could only pray to the Frost Phoenix for safety in her heart.
But it wasn’t just prayers in her heart. Valentina’s hands trembled slightly, and a small wooden box appeared in her hands. Gently opening it, the bizarre weapon that Fisher had once seen made its noble appearance.
It was one of the four Divine Weapons crafted by the Angel Species for the Phoenix Species, the Moon Princess’ Sword.
The Moon Princess Sword could summon substantial moonlight, which not only inflicted damage on physical entities but also on magic. Helldor had said before that the essence of magic was to lever the World Resonance, closely related to the soul. Thus, this Divine Weapon should also be effective against soul-like enemies.
Valentina would use this weapon’s power to safeguard them outside the temple.
“The Seal… Ah? Dad, Grandpa, and other uncles and aunts, where did you end up placing such an important thing…”
Back inside the temple under the bright moonlight, the scene before Sister Ilois’s eyes underwent a drastic transformation. The previously lifeless murals on the surrounding walls seed to have regained their colors, and the faded figures vibrantly sprang into action, as if displaying the beautiful dance of the Moon Rabbit Species.
She rubbed her eyes, only to see countless eyes next to those eerie dancing figures blinking at her as if hinting at sothing.
Soon, not just with their gazes, they all began whispering and giggling, crazily signaling to Sister Ilois,
“Gurubakanjiehatu…”
“Kumbaxasilalu…”
The nurous voices, ecstatic like a high-spirited song, made Sister Ilois’s head swell. She gasped for breath as she moved her feet towards where those mysterious eyes were hinting, feeling sowhat troubled as she looked at those living eyes she couldn’t comprehend.
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