Chapter 183 Gray: Wisdom Comes to Me (10,000 words, please subscribe!)

The moonlight is cold.

Under the cover of night.

A beautiful woman in a white dress spread her crystal silver wings and flew quickly with the moonlight wings blessed by the Moon Goddess.

Celine's snow-white long hair shone silvery in the moonlight, and her emerald green eyes looked out at the rising moonlight by the lake, with a hint of vigilance in them.

Baron Ye Zhi controls the moonlight fighting spirit... He must be there, fighting the invaders! Soon.

Celine flew to the lakeside and saw Ye Zhi and his group in a stalemate with the large shadow beast, her eyes turned cold.

Moonlight spells and shadow spells counter each other.

The Shadow Beast was obviously very passive when facing the Moonlight Saint.

Celine stretched out her slender hand, and the moonlight in her hand gathered into a silver longbow, and she drew the bow and put an arrow on it.

Swoosh! The moon arrow pierced through the body of the shadow executioner! Celine landed gracefully, and the longbow in her hand slowly dissipated.

Facing the surprised people, he smiled elegantly: "I saw the fighting and rushed over."

June knew this Moonlight Saint, and felt that the situation had far exceeded the scope of the trial, and frowned:

"Princess Celine, why are you and Baron Yezhi here? And what about that shadow beast just now?"

Celine briefly summarizes how the Shadow Cultists broke into the trial and how she and Yeats came to rescue them.

Hearing this, June hissed, a little unprepared, and said, "Then... do we still want to catch this fish of wisdom?"

"Of course." Ye Zhi said, "After all, only by catching the fish of wisdom can we become the chosen one of magic and attract Minerva's attention here, so that she will not be blinded by the power of the goddess of darkness!"

In the silent night, the cold and hoarse words echoed directly in Ye Zhi's heart.

"You seem to know the goddess of the night very well... Baron Yeats."

Yeats's hair stood on end.

He was quite familiar with this voice.

Prince Lothar! Sizzle~ In the dark night, Lothar suddenly attacked, his dagger cut through the dim light and pierced Celine's back.

He knew that among this group of people, Celine from the Moonlight Church had the most powerful means to restrain him, so he used the Shadow Executioner as bait, waiting for the moment when Celine's guard dropped.

Celine's robes were instantly stained red with blood. Her body shook, her cheeks were pale, but her brows showed a heroic look. Moonfire magic ignited in her palms, and she backhandedly attacked the assassin behind her.

But Lothar had already drawn his dagger, and his figure disappeared into the darkness, even his breath disappeared, and only his hoarse voice echoed.

"I have to admit that Moonlight Sonata is an excellent piece of music. It is so excellent that... I am even a little jealous of your talent, Mr. Yeats."

"From childhood to adulthood, the only people I admire so much are my brother and you, Ye Zhi."

"But unfortunately, you are all going to the same place!"

Lothar's figure reappeared.

He was even a fourth-ring assassin, and the dagger completely blocked Ye Zhi's retreat! Ye Zhi and Lothair looked at each other.

Hidden behind the mask, Lothair's cold and resolute eyes were filled with hatred and jealousy.

At the critical moment, the Thousand Illusions Eyes are activated!

Ye Zhi's eyes lit up with the light of 'fear'.

For some reason, the illusion released by Ye Zhi this time had an extremely outstanding effect.

Even the high-level extraordinary Lothair gave up the desire to attack and stood there stupidly.

Lothar saw the fear in his heart... He hid behind the door and saw with his own eyes that his cruel father killed his biological mother.

His biological mother was just an ordinary maid who was favored by his drunken father, which led to his birth.

Although Lothar was a prince, he was the most despised illegitimate child. After his mother's death, his only hope was his most beloved brother.

His elder brother was humble and polite, and treated him gently, but how could he really take a bastard seriously? Inferiority, jealousy, hatred... Rage burned in Lothair's heart like a shadow. He wanted to ascend the throne at all costs. He wanted to prove that a bastard could become a wiser monarch than his father and elder brother!

Whether it is the Dark Night Sect or the Moonlight Church, as long as they can be used by him, Lothar would be willing to do so even if it means taking advantage of the fire.

Suddenly.

The fear spell disappears.

Lothar's eyes were filled with rage, veins twisted in the corners of his eyes, and he looked furious.

"What did you do to me?!"

I was facing a mere second-ring poet, but I actually fell for his illusion!

Lothar was both furious and incredulous.

Although I was indeed not prepared enough just now, this was still too bizarre.

Could it be that the God of Art could also enhance illusions?

Ye Zhi did not answer, and he himself was somewhat surprised.

Originally, it was difficult for Ye Zhi's Thousand Illusions Eyes to control the three-ring assassin who wanted to assassinate him at the banquet.

But somehow today, the effect was excellent, as if the goddess of mist was helping her! The fear spell bought precious time, and Celine cast a healing spell on herself with one hand while chanting a prayer.

There is divinity in the body of this Moonlight Saint. When necessary, this divinity can be called upon to pray for the power of the Moonlight Goddess! The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the moon appeared, shedding bright moonlight.

Celine was bathing in the moonlight, her aura rising continuously, her long snow-white hair fluttering in the wind, and silver light shot out from her empty and lifeless eyes!

"Lothar, I know it's you."

Celine's voice seemed to become a duet, with mature magnetism and elegant and cold voice interweaving and echoing.

"You colluded with the Dark Night Cult and invaded Minerva's territory. Your crime is unforgivable!"

"Do you think you can leave here?" Lothar sneered and shouted, "Mist demon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of mist quickly shuttled through the darkness. In an instant, it split into four or five mists, transforming into faceless humanoid mist assassins, who fought against everyone present.

Lothair himself threw out shadow daggers. Above Celine, hundreds of daggers fell like a rainstorm, constantly weakening the light of the moonlight barrier around Celine! Ye Zhi, holding a mace, jumped and slashed at a mist shadow assassin.

A cry of surprise, the gender of which could not be determined, emanated from its face without any features.

"Are you a barbarian or a bard?"

It's as if you know me.

Ye Zhi's eyes turned cold, and he smashed the Mist Shadow Assassin with a bang using his mace.

After all, Lothar was a four-ring warrior, and Celine did not have time to summon the incarnation of the Moonlight Goddess, so she could only rely on a wisp of divinity to barely hold on.

Seeing this, Yeats took out Pan's flute and played a calm and melodious piece of music.

The melody of the shepherd contained the power of hypnotic magic, and Lothar became alert.

The music spell chosen by the God of Art is undoubtedly a great threat! He used the deafness spell on himself to block his hearing, but was shocked to find that the music actually echoed directly in his mind! "This flute, could it be... How is it possible?"

Lothar's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the Pan flute in Yeats's hand.

This is actually an epic prop that contains divinity!

Even a six-ring master would be ecstatic to get an epic piece of equipment! Lothar said with jealousy: "Where did you get it?"

"A friend gave it to me." Ye Zhi said truthfully.

The goddess of the mist was present that day and she gave Yeats the Flute of Pan.

Lothar almost vomited blood.

He wished he could turn into a follower of the Lord of Jealousy and said with resentment, "You really deserve to die!"

At this time, the fog demon's instigating voice sounded in Lothar's ears.

"I brought you the Shadow Gem."

"Now is the time to summon the Shadow Prince!"

Lothar was already furious, and the words of the fog demon seemed to have magic.

A cloud of black mist floated over.

Lothar grabbed the purple-glowing Shadow Gem in the black mist, and his soul felt a chill to the bone, and he roared in unwillingness:

"Shadow Sword, use it for my own benefit!"

The Shadow Gem shattered with a crackling sound, and thousands of howling and roaring faces rushed towards Lothair's body.

And in the sky, a dark vortex was spinning, shadows were surging in it, and the overwhelming malice was sweeping over Lothair like a tide!

Although the Shadow Prince must come in the form of a sword, how can a human control it! Lothar let out a heart-wrenching roar, his soul burning in the rage of the shadow.

Before his eyes appeared his father's swollen and cloudy eyes due to drunkenness, his brother's hypocritical and gentle smile, and himself crying while hugging his cold body.

Only by climbing up... climbing to the highest position can you wash away everything in the past!

Lothar's eyes turned dark and he raised his right palm.

Boom! !

A dark shadow descended from the sky and landed in Lothar's palm.

Suddenly, Lothar grasped the sword transformed by the Shadow Prince tightly, as cold and stern as a king.

"This power is the reason for being king!!"

Ye Zhi's face was solemn.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

Immediately, his pupils contracted and his eyes showed surprise.

Puff——

Lothar looked down in disbelief, staring at the sharp sword that burst out of his chest.

He turned around trembling, his lips pale.

His eyes were filled with reluctance and shock, reflecting the figure of a woman.

"Mist demon...you..."

The thick fog revealed human figures.

A beautiful face appeared on her face, with a playful and nonchalant smile.

A series of question marks emerged in Ye Zhi's mind.

It was so fleeting? Lothair's teammates turned against him?

My teammate is actually the mist goddess Daisy? !

"I have to thank you for letting me watch a good show."

Daisy giggled: "If it weren't for you, I would have to go through a lot of trouble to see my old friends~"

Lothar stood there in a daze, blood and vitality rapidly draining from his body. His pupils gradually dimmed, and he seemed to gradually understand everything. He laughed at himself and said, "So... from the beginning, this was the trap you set?"

“Isn’t that interesting?”

Daisy drew back her rapier, smiled, looked at Ye Zhi, and blinked: "What do you think?"

Ye Zhi's forehead was covered with cold sweat and he laughed dryly twice: "Haha."

This is so much fun! Bang! Lothar fell in a pool of blood, his eyes dim, and his mind relived all the past events.

"We...are all pawns of fate..."

Lothar shed tears: "But I... am unwilling... I will be a pawn until I die..."

Although Yeats is the choice of the mist god.

But now it is hard to figure out whether the Mist Goddess is an enemy or a friend.

The reason why she set up this trap... Ye Zhi looked at the floating shadow sword, a flash of inspiration came to his mind, and his heart was shaken.

The Prince of Shadows seeks to plunder Minerva's divinity.

But the goddess of mist, Daisy, wants to seize the divinity of the shadow prince! Daisy and the shadow prince are both low-level gods, and Daisy absorbed the divinity of Pan's labyrinth.

His divine power in the material realm is superior to that of the Prince of Shadows.

And there is still a part of divinity in the Shadow Prince's body, which originally belonged to Daisy.

If she could be returned to her original owner, Daisy might even be able to break free from her shackles and reach the middle level of divine power!

Yeats sighed.

I, the Mist God's Chosen One, should be considered her ally... right?

The situation changes rapidly.

Celine and the others still looked confused.

Suddenly, a black streak of light cuts through the sky.

The Shadow Sword that the Shadow Prince transformed into immediately fled when he saw that the situation was not right! "Humph, you want to escape?"

Daisy licked her lips, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and then she controlled the thick fog and rushed towards the Shadow Sword.

Just as the slender hand is about to catch up with the Shadow Sword and touch the hilt.

Above the lake, a rainbow shines brightly.

A figure shining with rainbow light, carrying the divinity of Minerva, leaped out of the water!

Daisy paused, disturbed, and watched the Shadow Sword flee again, frowning slightly: "At this moment..."

The rainbow-colored light flew quickly, and Ye Zhi used the Eagle Eye Technique to see the real body:

A salmon with rainbow-colored scales spread its translucent rainbow pectoral fins and darted through the night like a flying fish! "You guys!"

Daisy turned around and called out, "Go catch the fish of wisdom! Don't let it run around!"

At this time.

The Shadow Prince seemed to see a ray of light in the desperate situation.

He rushed quickly towards the fish of wisdom.

As long as he can digest the divinity of Minerva, he will not be afraid of the goddess of mist, and it is still unknown who will win!

Under the cover of night, a flying sword was chasing a flying fish, with a cloud of mist chasing closely behind it.

At this critical moment of life and death, the fish of wisdom burst out with an even more astonishing speed, like a rainbow meteor, streaking across the sky!

The situation was chaotic and everyone turned to Yeats for help.

"It's over now."

Ye Zhi said: "If you catch the fish of wisdom, you will succeed!"

…

Right now.

Gray is still on her way.

"Where has everyone gone?"

Gray was lost and scratched her head: "No one told me where the fish of wisdom would appear?"

At this moment, a meteor shining with rainbow streaked across the sky.

Gray's eyes lit up, she closed her eyes and made a wish, silently reciting in her heart.

“I hope I can help Yeats find the fish of wisdom!”

Bang! The "shooting star" fell into the puddle in front of Gray.

Gray was stunned for a moment.

In the puddle, a wise fish shining with rainbow light kept flapping its wings in the water!

Gray looked at the night sky, then at the puddle.

There was a stagnation for three full seconds.

"Fish of wisdom?!" Gray exclaimed.

…

(End of this chapter)