After being promoted to the second level, Shade stood there and felt the changes in himself. Of course, punching through the ground was just an illusion, but he was using a complete drop of divinity to wash away the spiritual runes of the first level, and advanced based on the power of divinity.
After reaching the second level, Shade realized that he was not an ordinary second level warlock.
His foundation is more solid, his thaumaturgy and incantation are more powerful, and his reserves of spirits and elements are more abundant. Even this body has become stronger due to excessive immersion in divinity and special sublimation rituals, and the essence of life
Transforming.
Even if he cannot easily defeat a higher-level warlock at the second level, as long as he continues along the "Twelve Divinity Sublimation Road", he can obtain enough to rival anyone in the material world without even reaching the top of the thirteenth level.
The power of the Ringmancer.
[You have not actively used your power, so the divine overflow state is still continuing and is expected to end in 7 minutes and 32 seconds. ]
She whispered in his ear.
"Shad!"
Still listening to the voices in his ears, the two ladies had already walked over. Miss Anat just looked at him with a smile, while Miss Bayas gave him a hug directly.
"It's okay, it's all over."
Shade said with some embarrassment. Fortunately, the light was very dark now and no one saw him blush.
Miss Bayas hugged him and let go. She also blushed a little:
"No matter what, it's all thanks to you this time."
"But I'm more curious, who is this one?"
Miss Anat's voice came, and the three of them looked at the ghost next to the statue.
She once spied on Shade in the tomb, gave him a candle during the battle just now, and not long ago she briefly helped him drive out the cracks.
A somewhat melancholy transparent woman in a white robe finished her prayers and stood there looking at the three people. She looked about thirty years old, barefoot, with her hair hanging loosely behind her back, and a crown of thorns on her head.
Her body was extremely unstable, and her transparent body was constantly flashing, as if it would disappear in the next second.
The woman bowed slightly to Shade:
"Good evening, blessed one."
Shade understood the origin of this title, Miss Bayas was a little confused, and Miss Anat said nothing.
"Who are you......"
Shade asked hesitantly, actually already guessing the answer.
"Gina Angela Sewell. The last guardian. I did not leave after I died, but stayed here to guard this tree and guide those who came after me to completely eliminate it. It has not eaten for a long time, and its strength has weakened to a low level.
point."
The ghost replied, and Shade looked at his companions:
"Yes, but we have to finish our own work first, and we don't know how to destroy a relic."
"No problem, I will guide you. My body is in that tree and has not been completely digested. With your power, you can make this tree die. And you will get my gift."
The sect has donated almost all of its inheritance, and there are no valuable relics here for Shade to take away, so the so-called "gift" is probably the inheritance of Miss Sewell.
Shade held the [God's Gift Box] and returned to the tree trunk with the two ladies. The souls from the past temporarily disappeared, waiting for them to finish their affairs.
At this time, more and more vines hang down from the crown of the tree, making the bottom of the tree trunk become a blue area.
Probably because it absorbed the corpse of the vampire, or was frightened by Shade, the tree still did not attack the three of them. The silver-eyed man continued to be trapped under the tree by the vines, leaning against the trunk with a pale face and watching.
They come:
"You will all die and no one will survive."
There seems to be some mental problem with him.
"do you still remember me?"
Miss Bayas lowered her head and said viciously, and kicked him very unladylikely. The silver-eyed man smiled miserably. After witnessing everything just now, this middle-aged man looked like he was going crazy:
"I have offended countless people in my life. Why do you think I can remember everyone?"
"So, do you remember the tomb robber Hawthorne? Do you still remember the [Truth Society]?"
Miss Bayas asked again.
"What happened to that old guy Hawthorne... [Truth Society]?"
The silver-eyed man was stunned and looked at Miss Bayas with wide eyes:
"Oh, it turns out that you are the first-level warlock who ran away. Back then, I helped the [Truth Society] snatch the stone slab with part of "" engraved on it from the Zhengshen Church. It seems that a person was indeed left alive. Oh!"
Miss Bayas pursed her lips and kicked him in the chest, causing him to hit the tree trunk backwards:
"Oh it's you!"
He laughed maniacally, and his smile made people unable to help but feel hairy:
"I understand, it turns out that the chosen one is you! The prophecy said it was you! Why couldn't we understand it at the time?"
Miss Bayas lifted up the hem of her skirt and wanted to kick her again, but Shade coughed and she gave up the action.
The tree crown swayed, and rustling sounds continued to echo. The [Corpse Tree] seemed to understand that its prey was about to be killed, but Shade didn't care. The state of divine overflow has not ended yet, and no one here can beat him:
"Now the ceremony will be held to make Miss Bayas the chosen one. We must leave here as soon as possible."
He is very tired now:
"It's time to end. Oh, one more thing, there is more than one Lawrence of the evil god's container. I was reminded just now, and I probably understand it now."
He glanced at the crazy silver-eyed man:
“Remember the doctor’s bulimic patient?”
Miss Bayas didn't understand, but Miss Anat suddenly understood. There was a look of horror on her face. She didn't have such an expression in the situation just now:
"Count Abrash's wife and daughter?"
"Yes, but don't worry too much. As long as the banquet cannot be held, the extra two containers are useless. But to be safe, we need to let the church know about this as soon as possible. This variable is really too big."
"I'll go tell the church later. Thanks to your hard work, you don't have to show up in front of the church."
Miss Bayas said that Shade and Miss Anat also meant the same thing.
The two of them stepped aside. Miss Bayas was holding the [Judge's Sacred Bell], but she looked up at the tree crown above:
"Speaking of which, how do I hang upside down?"
"I prepared the rope."
Miss Anat said with a smile, but Shade shook his head:
"No need to go to such trouble, I'll use the spell [moving object] to lift you into the air."
"May I?"
Miss Bayas asked sheepishly.
"Can."
In fact, his spell is not that strong. Even after being promoted to the second level, it is difficult to move small animals like little Mia. But now that the divinity has overflowed, this is not a problem. The coma time after the divinity overflows is based on active use.
It depends on the amount of power. The last full blow was a day, and [Moving Object] probably fell asleep for dozens of minutes:
"Attention, it's about to begin."
Shade signaled, and Miss Bayas subconsciously covered her pants. Only then did Shade understand that the other party was not wearing a skirt today, and it turned out that she had this meaning.
"Look, I've been ready for a long time."
The seventeen-year-old girl said uneasily that after the life and death battle, everyone was in a good mood, and both Shade and Miss Anat smiled.
Shade asked Miss Bayas to slowly rise into the air, put her in a posture of hanging upside down in the air, and then stood there with Miss Anat without speaking.
The girl with long brown hair hung upside down under the tree, her face became serious, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and then the golden scale phantom appeared directly above her body.
"It's begun, Shade, let's witness the epic together."
The female fortune teller on the side whispered. Shade nodded and looked forward without blinking.
Miss Bayas took a deep breath and said loudly:
"I, Iluna Emilia Bayas, hereby declare..."
She breathed heavily and looked at her friends again. Pale golden light emanated from her body, and thousands of overlapping voices of prayer came from nowhere. The wind started blowing here again, the wind
The canopy of trees rustled.
Hanging upside down under the tree, Miss Bayas put her hand to her left eye, gritted her teeth and dug out her eyeball with her hands. Shade sincerely admired her courage. If he were in this position, he would probably still hesitate.
few seconds.
The bloody eyeballs were dripping with blood, but she did not make any cry of pain:
"Sacrifice your left eye to the ancient god [The Hanging Judge] in exchange for wisdom."
The light of the golden scale above her head enveloped her, and Shade suddenly discovered that a strange force took over his actions to maintain Miss Bayas, so he stopped the spell.
Fatigue came over him, but he persisted.
The left eye dug out by Miss Bayas floated to the left side of the scale above her head. The scale was tilted, but then the ancient runes appeared on the right side of the golden scale.
Even when he read this rune in his overflowing state of divinity, he still felt severe dizziness and discomfort. The rune he exchanged for his left eye was called "Balance".
"I will judge my enemies fairly."
The girl hanging upside down said tremblingly, and with difficulty she used her right hand to shake the holy bell in her hand. The sound this time was different from the past, and the bell itself was also soaked in the luster of the golden scale at this moment, and it was undergoing transformation.
"I...Diak the Silver Eyed One, you..."
Without using any means to stop the bleeding, the blood in Miss Bayas's left eye continued to drip downwards, and she became weaker and weaker:
"You kill innocent people, harm the weak, steal the remains of pagans, and together with the cultists, try to call evil gods to come to the material world."
Her eyes gradually became misty, but the light on her body became more and more obvious. Miss Bayas's second-level warlock's life ring appeared behind her, gradually rising into the sky, overlapping with the golden scale.
The white skylight penetrates the soil and shoots down from the sky, covering the person hanging upside down under the tree. A ritual halo composed of thirteen different-colored light points extends from the feet above to the head below.
She said with difficulty:
"As the chosen one of [Balance], I sentence you..."