"1, 2, 3, 4, 5..."
Galadia looked at the ceiling and counted silently. The crystals decorated on the roof are arranged in the shape of a starry sky, bright and soft... at least that's how it used to be.
I don't know if there is another problem with the supply of magic energy, or there is some malfunction in the crystal, but the starry sky on the roof is flashing rapidly, as if the universe has reached its end and the nebula is about to disappear.
"It's starting again, Miss Villanoyin," Neferti, who was wearing a white evening gown, put down the comb in her hand, stroked her long silver hair, and sighed helplessly, "I have a bad one. Premonition.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the starry crystals went out, and the gorgeous dressing room was completely dark. Only the faint green light cast by the window sill shone on the furniture and the floor, making people feel scared when they looked at it.
Galadia stood up, pulled up her thin blue skirt, tied the skirt decorated with complicated crystals and gold threads around her waist, and started tinkering in the jewelry box.
"What are you looking for?"
"arms."
Miss Elf took out a small silver table knife.
The blade forged from mithril is exquisite and slender, as pure as a deep blue lake. If you look at this small table knife, you will feel some indescribable holiness and sharpness.
Just by holding this small weapon in his hand, the daughter attending the dance turned into a keen ranger in the forest.
"How did you bring it in?" Neferti asked softly, "Is this a sealed artifact?"
"Put it in the bread," Miss Ranger nodded proudly, "Put the bread in your mouth."
"Oh~" Miss Marquis of Odessa praised in a long tone, "Mr. Knight will definitely..."
Galadia waved the knife. The azure blade turned with the slender fingertips, drawing traces of light in the darkness. The length of the table knife is only more than a palm, but in the hands of the ranger, it is a sharp tool for cutting gold and cutting iron.
"What will happen if you find out?" Galadia asked with a smile, the dagger at her fingertips made a roar that ripped through the air, almost drowning out her voice, "You might as well speak more clearly."
"Best greetings, Galadia!" Neferti quickly put on a smile on her face, "That's what Mr. Knight said."
The two talked for a while in the dark room, but the lighting was not restored, and the maid and the guard did not open the door and come in.
Since returning to Canaan, Galadia has been stabilizing her psychic abilities under the meticulous care of the officials. When her health is better, she needs to appear in society as the only radiant elf. After Neferti was sent, the two girls were often together.
They lived together in the Nebula Temple in Canaan.
"57, 58, 59..."
Galadia continued to count while chatting.
"Oops, I'm serious this time,
"Run!" The elf quickly took off his high heels, and then kicked the human girl's heels twice.
"We might not make it to the safe house!" Neferti shouted, "We didn't make it last time."
Before Neferti could finish her words, the elf had already picked her up and ran outside. Like a gust of wind, they passed through the rooms and the deserted corridors, heading towards the first floor.
This is the temple of Canaan's magic and knowledge, a treasure house containing the highest-level sealed objects. However, there is not a single scholar here tonight, no guests, no guards or waiters.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the deep temple, and every sound was as heart-warming as a knock in the heart.
Galadia heard illusive, noisy murmurs. There are no guests in the temple tonight, but under the pure white marble, some older and more mysterious beings are waking up.
"I've had enough!" The elegance and reserve of the aristocratic lady could no longer be seen on Neferti's face, only the trembling and exhaustion that were on the verge of reaching the limit. "What's tonight? Night talk? Riddles?"
"prom!"
Galadia suddenly stopped, her smart eyes scanning the wall beside her.
On the white wall with a golden edge, lines of bloody words oozed out. The handwriting is lined up like ants, moving slowly, constantly changing the content:
"Honorable members of the Scroll of God, noble clansmen, the Eclipse has been opened. Please follow the instructions and move around in the Nebula Temple. I wish you good luck.
"1. Every room in Nebula Temple is open.
"2. Sometimes the lighting in the temple will disappear and the moonlight will turn green. This is normal. To ensure your safety, please do not approach any creature whose face cannot be seen clearly. Please remain silent. Our security personnel will Come soon.
"3. There are no half-elves or humans among our security personnel. If you see them, please stay away from them.
"4. If you find a place where light mist overflows, please move along the light mist and go to the safe house.
"5. Tonight, you need a dance partner. When the music starts, please dance to the rhythm; if you don't have one, please find one as soon as possible.
"6. After the dance starts, there will be no situation where any compatriots will disturb you. If you really feel that there are eyes or hands that do not belong to you and your dance partner, please don't panic, don't stop dancing, leave the scene when the music ends, and go to Safe house, or ask the nearest security personnel for help. They know what to do.
"7. Our waiters are only half-elves. If you meet them, you can take away their items, but do not talk to them or stay.
"8. There are no animals in the temple, absolutely not!
"9. If you see a group of non-elven guards, or a non-half-elven waiter, or a white kitten, please run to the safe house at any cost before everything gets worse. Don't Ignore any voices that try to get you to stop.
“10. Please do not lock the door to the safe house or block it with other methods.
"11. If you have not arrived at the safe house, the moonlight has turned dark red and you will hear a ticking sound. Please ignore this sound and act as soon as possible. There is a bow and arrow in the storage box at the exit of the temple. The box is not locked. You can Pray and shoot any creature that does not belong to [Elf] and [Volume]. Even if you run out of arrows, don't show any timidity.
"12. They love your fear."
Neferti's face was as white as paper, and she struggled to escape: "It's useless! I'm not your tribe!"
"But you are a Juan," Galadia didn't let go of her and pushed her forward, "You can't do it without a partner."
Two girls were running barefoot in the hall. Although they ran very fast, a strange flute sound suddenly sounded in their ears.
The sound was like a wild wind in the wilderness, but also like an uneasy and well-intentioned whistle, full of extreme unreality and frightening chaos.
The sound of the flute evoked some subconscious touches, making Galadia's heart beat violently. Even though she was already a powerful transcendent, she still felt deeply powerless and desperate.
She stopped and reached out to hold the panting silver-haired girl. Neferti turned around, trembling.
The black-haired and silver-haired girls held each other's waists and danced in the empty hall.
"Will your knight come to you?"
Neferti turned pale. What I saw out of the corner of my eye was darkness without people. However, she had a feeling that she was being rubbed and surrounded by slippery and twisted things from front to back and left and right.
Neferti was frightened half to death. Without paying attention, she twisted her already cold ankle and knelt on the ground.
"No," Galadia said, "I gave him to Sonia! They are eating hot mutton and drinking butterbeer right now, not to mention how happy they are!"
The beautiful ranger lady held on to her dance, swaying her long straight black hair, and twirled in the sound of the flute. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and looked into Neferty's eyes:
"Sonia will keep an eye on him, do her homework well, and go to the beach together during the summer vacation. Keep up with my rhythm...
"In a few years, after they graduate, they will live in a house on the Baielan Hill, with countless guests every day; they will buy a castle in Verona and go there twice a year... Please don't look around.
"I go there twice a year, light the fireplace on a cold winter night, put him on my lap, and read to him. When he falls asleep... well."
"..."
Neferti could no longer feel the strange floating things around her. She only saw a pair of morning stars dimly covered, and a silvery glimmer rippling in the fog.
"Garadia, if you are unhappy, you don't have to say anything," Neferti said timidly, "Really, I can concentrate."
"In short," Miss Ranger's eyes regained her composure, "Now we only have each other.
“Be brave, Neferti, we must persevere.
"Hold on, there is hope!
"Those bastards who want to use us as sealed objects and as fuel, I won't let them get their wish!"
…
"Grrrrrr!"
The cold water poured into his mouth and nose, and Griffith saw a dead gray tentacle wrapped around his ankle. In the turbid black water, there was a huge mouth, and huge eyes as cold as dead objects stared at him.
"Hanguang!"
The war knight drew out his holy sword and slashed wildly, finally breaking free and climbing to the shore.
"Hi-ho!"
He gritted his teeth, reset his dislocated arm, pulled out the sword thorn stuck in the armor and threw it away, and then continued running wildly.
Faint, strange shadows and twisted ferocity rolled in like a tidal wave.
For hours he was pursued. Just after repelling the siege of Domon's son, he was immediately ambushed by other monsters.
The further you move forward, the stronger the monster becomes... It's as if the road under your feet is not leading to Canaan, the kingdom of God on earth, but...
Leading to an unspeakable, mysterious and desperate situation from the endless abyss that transcends common sense and physical limits.
