What's inside?
Seeing that Gilbert looks confident now, he must have found some way, right?
I turned my head and looked directly at the wall, trying to see something from the gray soil. However, such attempts were obviously in vain - the wall was in that place, untouched.
Kellas stared in the direction of the wall with wide eyes, and kept staring there until Gilbert's figure disappeared.
I sighed and said, "It looks like the things inside are probably quite important, right?"
"Probably - well, this kind of arrangement, I don't know why I suddenly have an impression." Kellas groped his chin and said, "The current scene reminds me of a certain magic circle in my impression, but then Even though I said that, it was so long ago that I really can’t remember it.”
You must have been forcibly weakened by the authorities.
Fixed the powerful setting of an ancient creature, turning it into a future warrior-like existence.
"Let's note this place down for now, but compared to things here, I'm still a little worried about things at home."
Kellas curled his lips and said, "Isn't this what you planned to stay in the first place?"
"At that time -" I started to speak, but paused slightly.
A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in my mind, and it seemed that the dark curtain was about to be opened. In the illuminated corner, I glimpsed a certain possibility.
"Kellath." To confirm this, I said to her, "What is your approximate resistance?"
Kellas put her hands on her hips and said, "Although I'm almost used to your weird words, please use the words of normal humans or normal hell creatures to describe something, okay?"
"Are you—will you be affected by spiritual magic?"
After hearing this, Kellas was silent for a moment, and then said in a slightly longer voice as if thinking: "This - how to describe it? As the gatekeeper of hell, my resistance to spiritual magic is quite average. But as a gatekeeper, I’m blessed by the boss, so generally speaking, mental magic has no effect on me.”
"What about abnormal situations?"
"When the boss hypnotized me and ran out to play by myself."
How do you know so clearly?
When I heard the above words, I didn’t know where to complain, but my heart still sank slightly.
Kyle Russ obviously saw my concerns, so he sighed slightly.
"I roughly understand what you mean. In other words, you are worried that your current thoughts are affected by Rebeth, right?" She groped her chin and said, "I have to say, this situation is really very delicate. Ah, I actually noticed the decoration of Rebeth's room, but unfortunately I don't know where she comes from. At least during my time in office, I have never seen any race use that kind of oil. Style - it would be even more troublesome if it came from the undead's own tribe, so there is reason to suspect that she has reached the peak of all magic in unknown years."
"Is this a consolation or something? If you analyze it like this, it will make me even more panicked."
Kyle Russ rubbed the back of his head and laughed awkwardly: "Well...it does seem to boost the enemy's ambition, hahaha."
She tentatively said: "How about we follow up later, go to Gilbert's house, and steal the lantern out?"
"I think so too."
When I was about to get up, I couldn't help but shudder.
This weird situation caused me to stop immediately and reach out to stop Kyle Russ.
"What's wrong?" Kellas asked strangely.
I raised my index finger in a silent gesture.
And at the next moment when Kellas stopped, a hair-raising momentum penetrated the ground from far above like bone erosion, and penetrated into the secret room underground.
Yes, legendary.
Cold sweat gradually dripped down from this momentum. Although there was still room for movement, at this moment I no longer wanted to take any action until Kyle Russ's sudden scream came from my ears like thunder. Only then did I come back to my senses.
"Why are you still standing there, run away!!!"
After saying that, regardless of whether I reacted or not, Kyle Russ took my hand without hesitation and led me to run wildly. The blazing black flames formed a geometric shape like a net in the air, and then like It was burned wood and flames dripping from mid-air, eroding the ground.
"They are resisting!" Kellas glanced at him and shouted, "Although I don't know what method was used, but - that Gilbert is still alive now, and there are many, many forces gathering... Oh Oh oh oh, I understand, what is this method!"
I was already oppressed by the pressure of the legend. Now that I heard Kyle Russ’s completely meaningless words, my head was filled with questions. I could only ask in a daze: “What do you say?”
"That's the magic circle of sacrifice! A long time ago, there was ritual magic that used the vitality and will power of living creatures as sacrifices to the heretic evil gods to ensure the stability of buildings. However, such a method actually uses this vitality. In exchange for land on the main plane, to provide a foothold for evil gods, such land is not under the control of the main plane, so you can get smooth weather on the surface, but in fact it is just The outer gods only create such superficial phenomena in order to obtain opportunities for continuous erosion."
Kellas took a breath of air and said: "Outer Gods... In short, there are not many of those guys who are sane. Although their strength is indeed ridiculously strong, they won't be so wary if they have a little bit of intelligence. "
"You mean, this is the territory of the outer gods?!"
"No, if it was the case, I would have felt it a long time ago." Kellas said honestly, "If it were a true outer god, my boss's blessing would be gone."
I was stunned for a moment, and then said: "In that case, it seems to be different from the 'sacrifice' ceremony you mentioned, right?"
Kyle Russ fell silent at this time.
The night sky at this moment has been illuminated by firelight, and violent elements are raging in the city.
"There is still a possibility."
Kellas did not look back, as if she was afraid of the answer.
"The directionality of this ritual magic has been modified. It is not directed to the external god represented by the ritual, but to...a certain person."
"Rebeth herself, for example."
