Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 225 Offerings
The extinguishing fireball blasted towards the wall, but it was like a stone thrown into the sea. The violent energy was completely absorbed by the wall, without even a single ripple.

"Sure enough."

Enzo shook his head, not too surprised by the result.

The night labyrinth is a place where gods sleep, and there are bound to be countless restrictions. It is almost impossible for mortals to break through violently.

"It seems that if you want to leave here, you still need to find clues from these murals!"

Enzo took a deep breath and looked at the wall.

Suddenly, he frowned.

"Sacrifice to the gods, but why is there no sacrifice?"

From the content recorded on the mural, Enzo seemed to see a clue, and he couldn't help but think of a certain possibility, and he took a deep breath.

"Could it be... am I the sacrificial offering?"

There was a chill on the back of the head, and the scene of the Essos singing and dancing on the murals, offering sacrifices to the gods suddenly seemed very strange.

A thought flashed in Enzo's mind, and he saw the fifth of the six murals in the Essos ruins temple.

Huge spiders were entrenched in the sky, and their threads spread in all directions, wrapping everyone in white cocoons.

"Could it be that everything that happened before was for a sacrifice?"

Pictures flashed in my mind, the murals in the temple of the ruins of Essos, the prophecies on the black sword, and the rumors of the opening of the Kingdom of God...

Behind the incident, it seems that there is a hand pushing everything, luring the wizards into the world of the Kingdom of God, and competing for the night labyrinth.

"You must get out of here as soon as possible!"

Enzo didn't dare to think too much, and said in a deep voice, "The chip, for data analysis, how to break the maze?"

"Ding! There is energy interference around, and the analysis failed!"

The sound of the chip sounded in his mind, Enzo's heart sank, and his face became more and more ugly.

Energy interference, resulting in limited chip functions.

The magic power in his body disappeared quickly, and the relief murals on the surrounding walls looked even weirder. Enzo took a deep breath to suppress the throbbing in his heart.

"That's right, Okano!"

Suddenly, Enzo thought of Okano, the undead in the Book of Wraiths. His mother was a survivor of Essos, and he might know some information about the sacrifices of Essos.

Afterwards, Enzo took out the Book of Wraiths.

Okano was a little dazed when a transparent undead was released. After seeing Enzo, his heart trembled.

"Witch...Master Wizard." Okano trembled.

"Ocano, your mother is a survivor of Essos, how much do you know about the sacrifices of Essos?" Enzo asked straight to the point.

"Sacrifice?"

Okano was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he quickly said, "When my mother was alive, she told me some customs about the sacrifices of the Essos."

"As far as I know, the people of Essos believe in the goddess of the night. According to the customs handed down from ancient times, they usually hold sacrificial ceremonies under the night."

"During certain festivals, the Essos will prepare sacrifices in advance, light the altar with flames, and dance to please the Evernight Goddess!"

"Dancing?" Enzo's heart moved, and he asked, "What kind of dance?"

"This...I don't know."

Okano hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Since the disappearance of the Evernight Goddess, the people of Essos have not performed sacrifices for a long time."

"Even my mother doesn't know how to dance the sacrificial dance, only that it seems to be called the "Shadow Sword Dance"."

"Shadow Sword Dance?"

Enzo frowned, feeling that the name was a little familiar, suddenly his eyes widened, and he blurted out ": Shadow Sword Technique!"

Okano looked puzzled.

The luster in Enzo's eyes flickered, and then he took Okano back to the book of resentment, and took the black sword out of the space ring.

"Shadow sword technique..."

Holding the black sword in his hand, Enzo took a deep breath, recalling the movements of Shadow Sword Technique in his mind.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes, the blade in his hand pierced the air, and his feet moved forward at a specific pace, as if dancing.

……

Night Labyrinth, another place.

Ahead, the passageway in the corridor seemed to have no end. The two figures kept moving forward, but eventually returned to the original point, repeating the cycle.

"Looks like we're stuck here."

Slott's face was pale, and the magic power in his body was constantly being swallowed, making his state weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind.

"If you want to give up, just do it!"

Next to him, Lafite's lips were pale, but he had a stubborn expression on his face.

"I won't stop waiting for you!"

Sloat smiled wryly, his feet suddenly went limp, and his body collapsed on the ground. The blood from the severed arm fell on the ground, leaving balls of blood.

Lafite gritted his teeth and took a few steps forward, then stopped, turned and returned to Sloat.

"Your personality is exactly the same as your mother." Sloat sighed.

"You are not allowed to mention mother!"

Lafite gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

A trace of loneliness appeared on Slot's face, he lowered his head and stopped talking.

After a while of silence.

"I'm sorry, Lafite." Slote raised his head, with a hint of guilt on his face, and said, "I have not fulfilled my father's responsibility for so many years, and I have caused you to suffer a lot when you were young..."

Lafite bit his lip and said nothing.

"The restriction left by the Goddess of the Night cannot be easily broken by mortals." Sloat leaned his head against the wall, his eyes sparkled, and murmured, "If you don't pay some price, it seems that you can't get out of this place." Maze!"

"Since the past regrets cannot be made up for, then as a father, let me do my duty once..."

After all, Sloter closed his eyes, and a burst of magical light burst out from his chest.

"what are you doing!?"

Lafite was startled, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't do anything stupid!"

The brilliance of magic power bloomed, and when an official wizard was dying, he erupted with all his last power, tearing the surrounding space apart.

"Goodbye, Lafite!"

There was a smile on Sloter's face, and he said with some regret, "This is the only thing I can do for you as a father..."

After all, he pushed his palm.

An invisible force pushed Lafite into the space crack. The next moment, the light in Sloter's eyes gradually dimmed, and white threads appeared under his body.

Like a spider's silk, the white silk thread wound around Slot's body, forming a huge cocoon layer by layer, and then hung upside down in the sky.

At the same time, the region.

The same scene was repeated on different people, and all those who entered the labyrinth of night through the altar were trapped in a long corridor.

"hateful!"

The magic power in a wizard's body was swallowed up, and he knelt on the ground unwillingly. From the surrounding space, white spider threads wound up like poisonous snakes, turning him into a giant cocoon.

(End of this chapter)