In the dim collection hall, Annan raised his head slightly.
Under the candlelight, the silver-white hair exposed from the white hood gave off a warm milky-white halo.
Annan's face seemed to be glowing.
His emerald-green left eye, shining with a warm luster, reflected the flickering candlelight.
They were brass lampposts dotted around the room. Near the top of the lamppost was a wide-open palm holding the base of a candle. This shape reminded Annan of the dog food in a certain game.
This little monster...
Those candles were very thick. Each one was thicker than Annan's arm. There were no carvings or patterns on the surface. They were just pure, white candles burning quietly.
The scene in front of him reminded Annan of the many candles placed in that room in the nightmare of the Pale Princess.
"Please come and sit here."
Catwoman Vasika stretched out her hand to support Annan's shoulders, and said softly and elegantly: "Tea has been prepared for you."
She gently pushed Annan and led him up the spiral staircase to the high platform on the side of the room.
The design here is very clever - sitting here, you can view all the display cabinets surrounding the entire U-shaped hall. But when you look at it from any position, you will subconsciously ignore this position...even before Annan walks up the stairs.
, didn’t even notice that there were tables and seats here.
...I don’t know who designed it. It’s really a very clever design.
"This is the [Deflection of Sight] ritual. It can deflect attention within a 180-degree range."
Catwoman Vasika noticed Annan's gaze, smiled slightly, and explained softly: "It was the ceremony you... personally arranged for us before."
…Oh, it’s me.
That's okay.
Sitting on her seat, Wasika personally poured a cup of tea for Annan.
It's Annan's favorite sparkling fruit tea.
So, I was very familiar with her before?
"Don't you need green fire?"
Annan did not rush to ask other questions, but asked casually.
The lights here are not very bright.
Roughly similar to the brightness of a candlelight dinner.
Romance is indeed very romantic, but the curtains are so thick that it reminds people of a black Internet cafe... Annan's perception attribute is very strong, but if it is an ordinary person, it may take a lot of effort to see what is inside.
If you use a green light, combined with these glass cabinets, it will be much brighter than this.
"Although the possibility is very low, there is still a risk of explosion in the green fire after all. And there is almost no barrier that can resist explosions from within. It is impossible for me to impose a fixed ritual on every exhibit... After all, some exhibits are
It’s going to be auctioned.”
Vasika replied lightly: "As long as there is risk, it cannot be used. For the prophet wizard, as long as there is a 1% possibility, it can be increased to 100%. That is the ability to manipulate possibilities... and
Candles are different.
"But I heard that a few years ago, there seemed to be an optimized version of the green fire technology at Zedi Black Tower, which is still in the experimental stage. But it will probably take five or six years to spread it and then popularize it... I'll tell you then.
"and……"
"and?"
Annan asked.
Vasika smiled.
"Moreover, light and concealment are relative.
"When seeking the hidden power as the core of the ritual, it is necessary to ensure that the 'light' and 'fire' in the field are weak and stable enough. If they are too active, then this will become 'revelation' and 'showing', and
If they are too inert, then this becomes 'fear' and 'darkness' again.
"The former will allow some exhibits to bypass my sealing ceremony and directly affect the hearts of distinguished guests, making them become pious, fanatical, and passionate for no reason... while the latter will allow some indescribable dark things to appear.
It breeds wantonly and even creeps into other people’s dreams.”
Maintaining the balance of factors among multiple ceremony venues is a very cumbersome and difficult technology.
Catwoman said so.
Having said that…
Annan glanced at Vasika again.
She itself doesn't feel that "balanced". It's better to say that she is too unbalanced.
Different colors of eye shadow and nails, different styles of hairstyles, and opposite bare feet and boots...
If you observe carefully, the left and right sides of her top are also made of different materials. The left side has fur as the base and fabric as decoration, while the right side has the opposite; and the patterns on the two sides are also different.
Her right hand, like her left foot, was extremely smooth; while her left hand was covered with a long leather glove that covered it almost to the elbow. Even only one of her ears had an earring, and the brooch was only on one side.
It's like the dress is deliberately emphasizing "asymmetry".
Just looking at it can strongly attract attention - and disgust.
Being able to break free from this kind of preconception and superficial disgust of judging people based on their appearance is Annan's unique ability. It is not a "normal situation" that ordinary people will encounter.
"I guess……"
Catwoman spoke in a long tone and said leisurely: "Your Majesty, do you want to ask about the imbalance in my body?"
"That's what I asked you the first time you came here?"
Annan asked rhetorically.
The catwoman patriarch smiled and nodded.
The fingers of her hands are intertwined, and the sharp nails are reminiscent of a piranha with its mouth open.
And her own chin rested gently on the center of the interlaced fingers.
Catwoman's vertical pupils that gave off a strong sense of danger narrowed slightly, and she said with interest: "But you didn't trigger the ritual twice in a row."
"ceremony?"
What ceremony?
Annan was about to ask this question.
But at the next moment, his keen perception felt the sense of crisis before anyone else.
It was a sense of crisis, like being pointed at a knife or aiming a gun.
Was he ambushed?
No, that's not right...
This sense of crisis comes from outside the door——
"There is no need to be nervous, Your Majesty."
Catwoman said leisurely: "Just a young person."
Following her calm voice, three masked men suddenly broke in, looking around for something. But they did not see the two people sitting on the high platform.
One of them gave Annan the strongest sense of danger... The last time Annan felt this kind of experience was when he saw "gold" in the nightmare of the White Tower.
This should be a destruction wizard——
But they can't do anything.
Catwoman was seen slowly lowering the index and middle fingers of her right hand.
The three people were suddenly shocked and fell to their knees on the ground.
They screamed and then suddenly began to vomit.
Catwoman frowned slightly and uncrossed her fingers.
The three men immediately fainted.
This strange scene made Annan a little confused.
Although this Catwoman is indeed a gold-level transcendent...
But Annan didn't see the curse bearer on her body being activated just now. And the bronze-level power didn't seem to be enough to make at least one silver-level destruction wizard instantly comatose.
"This is the power of the ritualist."
Catwoman explained.
She chuckled softly: "Breaking into the home of the ritual master...the people behind them really dare to think.
"This poor wizard is probably being used. He is probably thinking that after confirming that you are here, he will trigger some mechanism or let the people next to him kill the destruction wizard and blow you up."
Silver-level destructive wizards are extremely terrifying explosives themselves.
At that time, the explosion effect of Jin's death even caused a quarter of the wizard tower to be destroyed. Annan and the others could feel the violent vibrations on the ground across the wizard tower.
If it exploded suddenly in such a narrow space, Annan might really be in trouble.
But in front of this Catwoman, this assassination operation that had a high chance of success was strangely blocked.
"...Is it an unbalanced force?"
Annan vaguely noticed something.
The three people felt like they were experiencing severe motion sickness.
Catwoman nodded and smiled happily: "As expected of you. Even if you lose your memory, you are still so sharp...
“This is my [Beauty of Imbalance] ritual.
Catwoman Vasika smiled slightly: "Under 'certain' conditions, anyone who hates or loves me will have their 'sense of balance' controlled by me. With this hostility or love,
As depth increases, so does the level of control.
"The three of them had pure murderous intent towards me, which was an imbalance. So I controlled the balance of their bodies and made them rotate more than five hundred times in the horizontal and vertical directions at the same time. Then I cut off the
The connection between their spirit and body...makes it [completely unbalanced]."
"...Why are you telling me this?"
"Do you even need to ask?"
Catwoman smiled happily: "You completed this ritual for me."