Chapter 65: The Magician on the Black Tower 15

"Lanza went to help me find the black iris." Silvia sat on the edge of the bed, showing a face, and suddenly spoke.
Lilena looked away from Lansa and saw Silvia in the moonlight. She was surprised, "Sylvia!" But soon she said: "No, Silvia is dead. , You are-a woman whose appearance was once taken away by me, what is your name?"
Silvia didn't remember what this body was called, she smiled slightly, "My name is Silvia."
Lilena's eyes darkened suddenly, "Who are you?!"
Silvia got up from the bed, stepped barefoot on the floor, and came to the window silently. Silver moonlight shone on her long red-brown curly hair, and her brown eyes were like an abyss. There are still ambiguous marks on her neck and shoulders, she should have a appearance, but she has an indescribable sense of holiness.
Wearing a white nightdress, smiling in the moonlight and looking up at her, it feels like Silvia, the former saint of light. But Lilena knew it wasn't, because she saw Silvia's body in the Holy See with her own eyes, and the Silvia she hated was dead.
Silvia saw Lirina's face change back and forth, the malice in her eyes became more and more, and she laughed playfully in her heart. He said casually: "Who am I? I said, I'm Silvia."
"Lilena, have you been to the Holy See of Light, how is the injury on the archbishop?"
Lirina's expression changed again. The archbishop was seriously injured by the saint Silvia before her death. Few people knew about this. Except for her and the archbishop, there were only two people left. They could not leak out. How did the mysterious woman know?
Seeing the change in her expression, Silvia was sure that the archbishop's old, immortal wound was probably more than half healed. The archbishop can absorb the elemental power of others. He uses the vitality of previous Illuminati to extend his life. Even if he is injured, he can quickly heal it by absorbing the power of others, just like a bug that can't die.
Silvia prepared for so many years and made so many preparations, and in the end she died, and failed to kill the archbishop, only wounded him, and the archbishop was almost healed. Thinking about it this way, Silvia couldn't be said to be in a good mood. The archbishop is mysterious and evil. Maybe she will know that she is not dead. This is not impossible. She once went to the archbishop’s private room and saw many magic books about souls and sacrifices he collected. And record.
The archbishop also studies the soul, so is it possible that he will harm her again? Silvia had to consider this question.
She doesn't know what is the relationship between Lilena and the archbishop, but she knows a lot of things they did in collusion, so Lilena will know a lot about the archbishop, or the archbishop's weakness.
Silvia had fumbled for some marginal news, but the archbishop was too cunning, and she still couldn't really know the archbishop's weakness.
She thought of all kinds of things quickly, with a gentle smile on her face, and said to Lirina: "Lanza is an amazing genius, Lirina, do you believe that the resurrection formation can really appear?"
Lilena's eyes widened, the resurrection formation? The legendary taboo formation can't succeed at all, even the archbishop can't succeed, how can Lanza do it! "Impossible, the resurrection formation is useless at all!"
Silvia stared at her, her tone still smiling, "If I didn't succeed, then why would I stand here."
Lilena didn't want to believe it at first, but when she glanced at Lanza who was silent, she was not sure again. Lansa is a lonely weird person. She used to think that Lansa could not care about anyone. Now looking at the two of them, there is obviously an unusual relationship. In this case, Lansa will develop a resurrection formation for Silvia. Probably.
"Speaking of, Lilena, when we first met, you stood under the Statue of the Goddess of Light and turned your head to see me. What is the reason for that unconcealable malice?" Silvia asked.
When Lilena heard this, her wobbly heart suddenly halted, and then she quickly raised her hand, and two large glass windows broke in response. Then she rushed into the house, her fingers became sharp and straight. Coming towards Silvia.
In the sound of broken glass, the broken glass splashed down everywhere, and everything seemed to slow down. Silvia stepped back and stopped Lanza who wanted to do it. She smiled at Lirina who was getting closer and closer, her lips opened and closed, and she chanted several weird spells.
Everything happened very quickly. Almost in an instant, when Lilena's black nails rushed into the room less than a palm distance from Silvia, a strong white light and strong light power broke out in the entire room. Lilena obviously did not expect such a change, and two lightsabers made of light elements were inserted into her abdomen.
Silvia likes to leave a lot of back and retreat for herself. This formation was set up together with this house a few years ago. There are many places like this.
From the cautious approach of Lilina who did not dare to act rashly after coming here, she saw her weakness. After testing with the news of the archbishop’s injury, she confirmed her guess. Lilena did indeed lose the archbishop in the Holy See for helping the archbishop recover. Part of the magic. So I disturbed her heart with words, frightened her with Lansa, and then forced her to do something-as long as Lilena stepped into this house, she would be able to trap Lilena at this moment.
The magic circle studied by Silvia had trapped the archbishop for a long time before confronting the archbishop before injuring the cunning archbishop. It is now used to trap Lilena in a weak state.
Seeing that Lilena was trapped, Silvia looked at Lansa next to him and smiled at him, "Lanza, can you help me control Lirina, I want to get some news from her."
Lansa stepped forward and completely trapped Lilena, who was pierced in her abdomen.
Silvia seems a bit different from what she imagined? Lansa, who had been silly for a long time in the state of the fan, didn't realize it until he saw the large blood stains on Lirina's body at this moment.
Lansa: These people are so bad that Silvia has to do it. She must be sad now!
Silvia could not understand the heart of the fandi Wanzun. She said to Lansa: "I don't have magic powers and cannot use advanced magic, but I need to know some news that Lilena knows, so can you please try the darkness? It's a forbidden magic spell, so I can extract Lirina's memory for me?"
This kind of dark magic that extracts memory is also a forbidden spell in the dark magic book. Ordinary dark magicians have never heard of it, let alone use it, because using this magic, the person who is drawn out of memory will change Become a crazy fool, and the process is extremely painful. Long ago, the dark magician used to torture people.
Lansa would have this forbidden curse, but because he liked Silvia, he decided not to include this cruel curse a few years ago. Now, his gentle and kind goddess asked him to use this dark magic to forbid curses?
Lanzar: …Am I wrong?
Silvia reached out and put a hand on his arm, slightly hard, "Lanza? What's the matter?"
Lansa looked at the goddess's face and there was nothing wrong with it, pulled the black robe a little nervously, and nodded. Since the goddess let him use it, then if he uses it, the goddess won't hate him for it, right?
Human memories are numerous and complex, and there are so many memories in a person's life, it is impossible to extract all the memories, only the memories that impress her can be extracted. Lansa reached out and grabbed Lirina's head, chanting a spell silently, and the black dark element condensed into mist from his hand and got into Lilena's head.
The light spots of dark or light colors began to overflow, tangled together and floating in front of Lirina's forehead. At the same time, Lilena woke up painfully. She realized that her memory was extracted and her expression began panic. As a dark magister, she has always been arrogant, thinking that few people can hurt herself, but now she is horrified to find that she might die here.
Seeing Silvia next to her, Lilena's eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment. The hatred was so strong and profound that Silvia felt a little weird. From the first time I saw Lilena, Silvia felt that she was looking at another annoying person through her.
Lirina's eyes suddenly spread thick black, although she was trapped and all abilities were unavailable, but she had lived for so many years, it was impossible to have no means at all. So when the blackness in her eyes completely spread, Silvia and Lansa both noticed a dangerous breath.
Lanza promptly terminated the extraction of memories, grabbed the colorful strands, then opened the cloak and wrapped Silvia in it.
The loud bang exploded in the ears, and the bangers were dizzy and nauseous, because Lansa used magical protection for the first time, and Silvia was dizzy and did not suffer any harm. When Lansa let her go, Silvia saw some blood leaking from Lansa's ears.
"Is it all right?" Silvia seemed to touch Lansa's ear worriedly.
Lanza wiped his ears and shook his head, "I'm fine." He opened his palms carefully, looked at Silvia with a nervous expression, showing the ray of color, "Only a part of the memory was extracted."
Silvia saw the battered and broken room through his black robe. Lirina would rather blew herself up than let her extract memories. It seems that there are quite a lot of interesting things in her memory. It's a pity that there is only so little left now, and I don't know if she can find the information she wants in it.
Thinking with such regret in her heart, Silvia was still gentle on her face, holding Lansa's hand and said: "The memory is okay. I can't find the news I am looking for here. You can find other ways as long as you are fine. Up."
Lanza: Sure enough, Silvia is still so gentle and kind~ She doesn't want to do this kind of thing either, it's all the bad guys who forced her.
Silvia held the wisp of memory belonging to Lirina close to her forehead, and soon she saw many things Lirina had experienced.
As a dark magician, the experience from childhood to growing up will naturally not be happy and pleasant. On the contrary, every dark magician will encounter more dark and filthy things than ordinary people, and these sufferings and filth have made their dark side. Lirina's experience was also very miserable. She was forced into such a cruel appearance by many people, and then went to persecute more innocent people.
Silvia was not interested in these experiences, and they all passed quickly. The picture was sometimes clear and sometimes fuzzy, and quickly stopped on a person Sylvia knew.
That is the archbishop. He stood on a familiar sacrificial formation, beside him was a beautiful blond woman. The woman was dressed in a saint's costume. It seemed to be Silvia's last saint Christie, Silvia I have seen her portrait in the long corridor of the Holy See.
Obviously, this is the archbishop using the sacrificial life force of the saint to maintain his own life, and Silvia also died in this sacrificial formation.
The saint Christie who fell on the formation was dead, her blood filled the whole formation, the white light flickered, and the archbishop standing in the center of the formation suddenly changed. His rickety waist straightened up, his gray hair returned to its silver luster, his old face slowly became younger, and finally appeared a frost-like silver hair and gray eyes, a handsome and sacred face, handsome in the archbishop's white robe the man.
It was the first time Silvia discovered that the old archbishop was so beautiful when she was young, and she was almost a match for Lansa. From Lirina's perspective, Silvia seemed to be able to see Lirina's love for the archbishop through this memory.
In this memory, the archbishop regained his youthful appearance before he changed back to his old appearance again. He glanced at his wrinkled hands and tucked them into his sleeves. He slowly walked to the side of the secret room, opened a hidden door, and walked in.
There are many light element spars in the secret door, and a crystal ball floats on the largest spar with a white flower bud inside.
The archbishop looked at the bud, and his old and decadent voice almost murmured: "How long will it take to open, I can't wait too long, my Miranda, when will you return to me?"