Fairy’s Box

"I finally understand, it's not stupid!"

Yale grabbed the front of his shirt, dragged the man off the ground, held it in his hand, and forced the other party to stare into his eyes:

"Give me the Blade of Time, and the people here will get a notarial trial. If you count your contributions to the First Temple, you will be exiled collectively at most. If you dare to refuse, then all of them will be punished as treason. What I have in my hands is evidence!"

In the shadow of the backlight, the dark-haired knight's twin scarlet eyes flashed fiercely, and his voice was full of strong signals of danger. In the eyes of the other party, it was like Satan who fell for seven days and seven nights and finally dominated hell.

"…"

Horadion looked at those eyes uncontrollably, feeling that the blood flowing in the blood vessels was no longer warm blood, but hot and suffocating magma. His heart twitched violently, like a sheep meeting a lion, a mouse meeting a falcon, and a strong warning from instinctual fear.

"answer me!"

An angry thunderous roar rushed into his mind, his consciousness went blank for a moment, and then the sound seemed to come from a distant cave, with a hollow echo, getting further and further away.

"I see, the blade of time can be handed over to you..."

The elder of the temple nodded stiffly, gritted his teeth, and said with the last Yu Yong: "But this is about the lives of hundreds of thousands of Hebrews, why should I believe that you will keep your promise?"

"You have no choice..."

Yale let go of the hand holding the front of the shirt and let the careerist fall to the ground. The shadows under him stretched forward with him, with a suffocating sense of oppression, destroying the other's mind:

"Die now, or try to believe me."

"The blade of time can be given to you, and I will give it to you now!"

The kick of Horadion's conditional launch retreated quickly, and the luxurious black robe was dragged on the floor, stained with dust.

"very good…"

The black-haired knight stood upright with his hands behind his back. He nodded lightly, expressing his satisfaction with the reaction of the temple elders at the moment.

…

The depths of Solomon's Temple.

Horadion led Yale into the innermost secret room.

This is the place between the holy ark where the rainbow contract is said to be placed. Although it has the highest status in the religious sense, the actual furnishings are very simple. There are blank paintings with only names on the walls. In the center of the room is a long conference table. On one of the walls, a huge image is carved.

The image is a tree, a huge tree.

The skills and techniques of the sculptors are very ancient, and it can even be called crude from now on, but it is this simple and vague technique that reflects the mysterious epic sense.

The canopy of this tree extends beyond the image, with three thick branches extending upward like a fan, and then branching out into ten thin branches to form the four parts of the canopy. The roots of the trunk also extend all the way to the bottom of the portrait, with a total of twenty-four fibrous stems, which are distinct from each other.

On the trunk of the tree, there are ten circles, with vague Hebrew characters distributed in them.

"It's another Kabbalah tree..."

Yale stared at the patterns on the slate, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. The distribution of the branches of these branches seemed to have a peculiar pattern, and each curve was a signal, showing a certain rule by itself.

This is a kind of information that even he can't understand. It's like entering the secluded world and can't understand those forms that exist forever. It belongs to the dimensional gap.

Therefore, the black-haired knight decided to keep this picture in his mind and study it slowly in the future.

"This is the blade of time."

The temple elder took out a machete from the iron box at the base of the stone gate and handed it to him.

This is a machete the size of a dagger. There are lightning-shaped blood grooves on both sides of the green blade. The jaws of the sword are inlaid with the legendary mysterious gem that can be filled with magic power every dusk. The hilt is an hourglass-shaped crystal structure. .

"Sure enough!"

If Yalei took the Blade of Time from the treasure, he felt the amulet in his chest shake violently, and the heat could almost burn his skin, and immediately determined its authenticity.

"Your Mightiness…"

After Horadion handed over the treasure honestly, his heart was cut like a knife, but he still had a begging expression on the surface, and he reminded him before saying anything.

"I will keep my promise, and Luya will have no objection when she gets the credit for recovering the temple."

The black-haired knight put away the blade of time, glanced at him, and continued: "But before that, you have to tell me how the Hebrews used the blade of time to make saints and how to use it."

"The main purpose of making Saints is to use the power of the Tree of Kabbalah. The Blade of Time is just to speed up the progress. It is an important auxiliary item, but it is not the core key."

When the temple elders saw that there was a drama in their lives, they immediately showed a humble expression, and answered without words:

"As for the usage of the Blade of Time, it's very simple. As long as the Twilight Stone is full of energy, the hourglass reverse flow is to speed up time, and the hourglass reverse flow slows down time. However, its effect is only effective within a certain range, and it cannot change history."

"What about the still time?" Yale asked quickly.

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

Sweat dripped from Horadin's forehead, and he replied blankly.

"never mind!"

Seeing that the black-haired knight didn't seem to know, he didn't ask, anyway, this is not the key, the sand of time in the handle of the blade is the foundation of the perfect body.

…

Back at the City Lord's Mansion, Lydia and the others had already delivered the prisoner to Luya and stayed in the hall to wait for him to return.

"Boss, all the prisoners have been sent, and there is no shortage of them!"

"Have you got the blade of time?"

"That old **** didn't cheat, did he?"

Seeing him come back, everyone immediately gathered around and asked in twos and threes.

"It's in hand."

Yalei was in good spirits at the moment, and he spoke with a smile. He immediately took out the Blade of Time, flashed it in front of everyone, and then put it into the realm of fear.

"Boss, the brothers are still guarding the exit, do you want to..." Carla said, her eyes flashing fiercely, and she made a gesture of wiping her neck.

"No need, since these people know each other, I can't break my promise, let them withdraw." The black-haired knight has always been concerned about his commitment, so he rejected his suggestion, and then glanced at the chair who was drinking tea leisurely Luya, said solemnly:

"It's up to the city lord to decide what's going on here. Our Governor's Mansion is just a helper. Whether you want to kill or punish depends on what Mrs. Luya wants, you know!?"

Before he could finish speaking, a teacup came in front of him, and he took it in his hand.

"When you threatened the Hebrews before and wanted to kill their entire clan, you didn't think of me!" The female knight raised her almond eyes and stared at him pretending to be sullen.

"How can you frighten them if you don't say harsh words..."

Yale folded his shoulders, took a sip of hot tea in the cup, and looked at her innocently: "The Hebrews get the punishment they deserve, you get the First Temple, I get the Blade of Time, and everyone takes what they need. Isn't it good?"

"It is!"

Luya couldn't hold back her anger when she thought of Solomon's Temple that she was about to get, and she smiled wide-eyed.