Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 767 The Ritual of Black Magic

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.

But among all the people present, only Lynn and Sir Egwene knew the secrets of the mistress' body, and only Lynn understood the true meaning of Sir Egwene's words.

Lynn's gaze also became serious.

Although they successfully used the "black tea bag" to make the mistress's consciousness show signs of turbulent awakening, they still completely offended the evil personality in the mistress's body, so whether the mistress really woke up or not is still unclear. It's something to consider.

And he is very clear.

This secret must not be spread in the night city, otherwise, it may immediately cause a series of huge problems of the collapse of the belief in night doctors, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Sir Egwen, please rest assured. We have notified His Majesty the mistress of the news of everyone's return. However, it is a little strange that the mistress has not responded to us, but we are not very clear about the specific situation."

Bai Ye beat her chest with one hand, and looked into Ser Egwene's eyes with some doubts.

He didn't know exactly why that solemnity came from.

Ser Egwene thought for a while, pondered for a moment, and asked:

"During the time we left, have you ever been to the main hall of the mistress, or have you found anything unusual?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts suddenly tightened.

Did something happen?

Because this is Night City, the base camp of their night doctors, with the protection of such a powerful root as the mistress, how could there be any abnormalities?

But when these words came out of Ser Egwene's mouth, they still felt a little suspicious.

Bai Ye shook his head and said: "The mistress issued a ban yesterday, saying that if there is no special urgent matter, no one will disturb her, because there are often such orders in the past, so we didn't pay much attention to it. As for Abnormal... there shouldn't be any."

Ser Egwene looked up.

Without any hesitation, leaning on his scepter, he strode forward.

"Come on, let's go see the mistress."

……

Night City.

The square stands under the huge tower in the center.

Sir Egwene, Lynn, and the Brain of the Colossus, the Head of the Witch God, and Tiny who came with them are almost their most powerful combat power at present.

"So what the hell is going on—"

The witch god's head turned its blood-red pupils maliciously, and its eyes fell on Sir Egwene and Lynn in the wheelchair at the front, and opened its huge, smelly mouth.

"You guys are making such a mobilization - what are you doing - aren't you my sister's people - looking at the posture, you are planning a coup d'etat -"

"Lynn—although you are my son-in-law—but if you rebel against my sister—Auntie won't help you—"

Obviously.

She still doesn't know what happened to her sister.

Lin En opened his dead fish eyes, held a screwdriver with his tentacles, and finally removed the iron mask on his face, then turned his head slightly, his aunt of the witch god was reflected in his eyes, and said:

"Auntie, it's not what you think. You may not be aware that something bad happened before you came to the cursed city."

"And this matter is related to the curse in the mother's body."

As soon as these words came out, the witch god's head froze.

And the girl who turned into the brain of the Colossus also turned her head and looked at Lin En, her eyes flickering slightly.

But Lin En didn't continue to elaborate on this topic. He adjusted his monocle, his eyes became a little dignified, and he said in a deep voice:

"So Auntie, you should also understand that the curse on each root is different. It is the shackles tailored by hell for every fallen god, and the curse on the mistress also has a deeper level. Terrible effects..."

"And this curse almost involves our entire Night City."

The whole place was silent.

The eyes of the witch god's head also slowly stared down, and the blood-red eyes looked at the huge gate in front of him, and his tone was obviously different from before.

"Is—what—"

Lin En adjusted his monocle and said seriously:

"We will know when we go in. If the mistress is fine, then we don't need to spend a lot of trouble, but if there is an unexpected situation, I am afraid that we will need the assistance of several people."

And this is also the most important reason why he must bring these roots to the Night City to settle down.

The curse on the mistress is imminent.

If out of control.

The camp of night doctors that the mistress had built up with great difficulty might also fall apart.

Sir Egwene took a deep breath, resisting the complexity and heaviness in his eyes, slowly stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the huge door, the whole door immediately lit up with a golden halo, and immediately Rumbling idle open and close on both sides.

"let's go."

The corridor leading to the underground hall is very wide.

Even a huge body like the witch god's head squirmed in it, without feeling any narrowness. Obviously, when building this hall, the wingspan of the huge twelve wings of the mistress had already been considered.

Although since the establishment of this city, the mistress has never left this hall.

The huge echo resounded through.

And the more you go down, the more depressing the atmosphere becomes, and even at the same time, it is accompanied by a trace of coldness, climbing around.

"Did you feel it?"

The silver-haired girl's eyes moved slightly, and said:

"The breath here is a bit abnormal. There is an indescribable suffocation. It should be the dissipation of some kind of magic. The more you go down, the more obvious it is. But I don't dabble in magic very much. You can ask that head."

Rarely, the Sorcerer God's head did not sneer bitterly because of her words.

Her huge blood-red pupils became unusually dignified, and she said:

"Yes—Dark Magic—"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Lynn and Ser Egwene all fell on her.

The witch god's head sensed it carefully, and said in a deep voice: "A very strong smell of black magic—it's some kind of depraved ritual—and there's also the smell of enchantment—the intensity...is very high!"

At that moment, her face suddenly turned ferocious, and the tentacles on her head spread out like snakes.

"quick!"

"If what you said is correct—then we must go there immediately—my sister will never use black magic that is opposed to the sacred system, but the fluctuations coming from below—is a kind of magic that even if placed The upper realm is also an extremely vicious advent ceremony!"

Ser Egwene and Lynn felt a chill in their hearts.

Without any further hesitation, Lynn stood up abruptly.

"let's go!"