At the same time, the "Sanctuary" of the Dark Church.
Without any notification, Eliza led Anna and Monica directly into the sanctuary.
Unlike the cold and mysterious Star-Moon Church, the air here is dull and sticky, a mixture of cheap incense, rust, and a hint of bloody stench that seems to come from the depths of the soul.
The passage is deep, and the dark green magic lights on the stone walls on both sides are like malicious eyes.
A tall figure in a black robe with dark gold edges on the cuffs stood at the end of the passage like a statue. It was the special envoy who had been in the secret room where Enzo was before.
He forced a very formulaic, calculating smile on his face and bowed slightly:
"Master Eliza, your presence is truly a great honor to us. I wonder if these two...?"
His gaze was like substance, sweeping over Anna and Monica stickily. Especially when he sensed the aura of them that naturally blended with the shadows, the greed in his eyes became even stronger.
"Special Envoy Sarru." Eliza nodded in return, her smile equally cold. "We sensed a minor disturbance within your cult. Our dwarven companions, accompanying us, the shadow sisters, are also with you, and we've come to visit. Twin shadows and darkness shouldn't be separated, should we?"
She deliberately quoted the prophetic term "Twin Shadows" mentioned in the church before, and it was unclear whether she was hypnotizing Anna and Monica or the special envoy of Salu opposite her.
Special Envoy Saroo grinned, revealing slightly yellowed teeth. "It was just a minor misunderstanding, nothing to worry about. The two ladies' concern for their companions shows their deep affection. And that... Brother Enzo? Well, he just drank some strong liquor, and the aftereffects of the drunkenness are quite strong. He is currently resting in the quiet room to recover. Please follow me."
He turned and led the way, his steps heavy and his posture deliberately relaxed, but his tense shoulders could not escape Anna's hawk-like gaze.
They were led into a stone chamber filled with an even stronger scent of incense and extremely dim light.
On the only stone bed, Enzo's short and strong body was wrapped in a rough animal skin blanket, his back facing the door, snoring evenly and dullly.
The snoring sounded like a bellows, seeming a little out of place in the depressing environment.
Hu...lu...hu...lu...
Anna's eyes immediately locked onto Enzo, sharp as a knife.
She could clearly sense the rage boiling within him and the unsettled, dormant power of darkness and colorful black light, like forcibly suppressed lava, far from the calmness that sleep should bring.
But on the surface, the snoring and the defenseless posture were impeccable.
Special envoy Saroo stopped a few steps away, his smile unchanged, like a numb iron sculpture.
Eliza slowly walked to the other side of the stone bed, her eyes moving between Enzo, Anna, and Monica with inquiry.
Monica calmly took a half step forward, as if wanting to see more clearly, her fingertips casually brushing across the loose hair on her temples.
The moment the hair fell, the identification technique penetrated the dim light and rough animal skin, and analyzed it instantly.
The bad news is that Enzo's magic power is now in a state of violent fluctuations after undergoing a special magic ritual.
The good news is that Enzo is awake now. The magic fluctuations have not affected him. It just made him nervous and less talkative.
A glimmer of understanding flashed in her wine-red eyes. Monica frowned slightly, and her tone was filled with just the right amount of worry:
"He seemed... very soundly asleep. Can you show us what he drank?"
She looked at the envoy, Saroo, as if seeking confirmation.
"Of course. I'll have it brought to you." Saru's grin widened. "My Lord's dark grace requires accustoming. Rest is the best medicine for recovery."
He deliberately turned sideways to make some room. "You two can give Mr. Enzo some space to rest. We can talk somewhere else. Don't worry, he's safe in the sanctuary."
Although he said so, Salu was cursing these strangers in his heart for being too ungrateful.
If I really take out the wine he drank before, do you still want to walk out of here safely?
Monica narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled, "Mr. Special Envoy is really considerate. Then we..."
Monica hadn't finished her words when Saroo felt a little uncomfortable because of Anna's gaze and looked away slightly.
On the stone bed, Enzo, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly turned over!
The amplitude is extremely large, like being disturbed by a nightmare.
He lifted most of the heavy animal-skin blanket and swung out a strong arm as he turned over, carrying the unconscious clumsiness and heaviness of a sleeper.
puff!
The fist that was swung out... coincidentally... hit heavily on a slightly raised rough rock edge at the edge of the stone bed, which was covered with traces of artificial excavation!
There was a dull thud of flesh and stone, and the power was controlled perfectly.
The sound was loud enough to be noticed, but it definitely sounded like someone had bumped into someone while half asleep.
"hiss……"
The snoring stopped abruptly, replaced by a gasp stuck deep in the throat, as if waking up in pain but not fully awake.
The arm that had hit the corner trembled violently, and then quickly retracted into the blanket, as if frostbitten by the cold stone, mumbling indistinct words of complaint in Dwarven language.
Monica's eyes were sharp, and in her field of vision, she could clearly see things that others could not see.
At the moment when the heavy fist hit the stone, Enzo's other hand curled up in the blanket burst out with an extremely weak and unique magical wave from the fingertips!
This power is not an attack, but a special way of releasing magic!
It was also a special skill that Enzo taught them when he was teaching them how to use magic flexibly in battle.
On the raised, angular surface that was hit by his fist, a simple three-dimensional rune only the size of a fingernail was instantly imprinted!
Apart from Monica, who was concentrating on the identification technique, and Anna, whose breath perception was so sharp that it was inhuman, even the envoy Salu who was close by was unaware of it. He just thought that Enzo was half asleep and bumped into the magic he had accidentally released.
In the eyes of others, this rune is actually not much different from ordinary magic release.
But in the Mark team, it is one of the most commonly used marks when the team hunts in groups.
Enzo's message was crystal clear.
Trap! Danger!
Although the short words may not convey complete meaning, they provide the most crucial information.
Monica was shocked!
The cold murderous intent almost burst out of her body, but she suppressed it in an instant.
She simply nodded calmly, as if confirming that Enzo was truly asleep, then turned to look at the envoy, Saru: "Confirmed. Since he needs to rest, we won't disturb him. We'll come back when he wakes up."
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