The Spirit Devouring Moth
After the black purple colour extended throughout the entire oil painting, the banshee disappeared without a trace.
“That’s a pretty good entrapment method! Did you buy this just for this purpose?”
Leylin approached the old witch, “I’m rather interested in this banshee. Can you sell it to me later? I’ll buy it at twice the market price!”
“Once we’re done exploring the secret plane and we find what I want, I can just give it to you!”
The old witch flashed Leylin a glance.
At the present, in the middle of the oil painting a small dot of silver light suddenly appeared.
The silvery light grew bigger and bigger and the surrounding void started to ripple. Finally, it settled into a corridor filled with a silvery sheen.
Resentment, wailing! A strong aura of dark spiritual power poured out constantly from within the corridor.
A faint mist started to rise around the whole wooden building and the sound of people of all ages started to sound all around.
This kind of scenery, if the old witch didn’t previously put everyone in the town into slumber, would most likely have caused quite a commotion in the town.
“Even though there is no chance of encountering any ancient Magi inside the secret plane, but there are still some lingering curses and traps that are still working. We better be careful… considering that the Ancient Spirit Slaying Sect was a Magi organization famous for researching spirits, one must prepare accordingly.”
The old witch warned specifically.
“By now you should reveal to us what you’re really looking for right?” Leylin locked the old witch with his gaze.
“Heuheuheu… relax, you’ll all know when that time comes!” The old witch just cackled manically as usual.
“Speak the truth. Old Devil if you still won’t we all will feel insecure…” This time, Brass Ring sided with Leylin, “If you don’t tell me now, I won’t be able to keep my former promises…”
“You guys…” The old witch was quite anxious but suddenly broke into a coughing fit. Her originally crooked body seemed to bend even more as if her waist was about to break.
“Sigh… Alright then!”
After a long while the old witch recovered her breath but her complexion was turning paler.
“It’s an altar-like thing. There is only one of it in the whole laboratory. You won’t be able to miss it!”
The old witch spoke with an impatience.
“Then what? Only this much information?” Brass Ring immediately asked.
“What else do you think there is?” The old witch’s eyes emitted green light as her gaze bore into the body of Brass Ring, “I only found some clues from some ancient information that this altar might be inside this secret plane, how could I know any more specific facts?”
As if he was afraid that the old witch would again lash out at him, Brass Ring chose wisely not to ask any further questions.
“Then what’s the altar’s function?” After Brass Ring went silent, Leylin asked instead. “Don’t tell me that you don’t even know how to use the altar and still went to look for it.”
“Of course not!” The old witch tried to calm her expression but still chose to speak at last, “That altar is a product made by the Ancient Spirit Slaying Sect during their later periods, and is called the Spirit Altar. It has great benefits towards alleviating my current conditions. There is even a chance that it might directly cure it…”
“If you all help me get to it, then Blood Rogue’s materials, Brass Ring’s thunder fire stone, Jaye’s gasping lakewater will all be given, not one gram less!”
The old witch guaranteed once more.
Leylin didn’t completely believe it — it was apparent that the old witch had some other tricks up her sleeve.
“You and I are old friends, if I won’t help you then who will?” Among the rest of the three Jaye was the first to speak. The voice was neither masculine nor feminine and carried a weird pitch.
“Alright! I was just asking!” Brass Ring also started to concede.
“What about you Blood Rogue?” The old witch looked over Leylin.
“If you are not planning to exploit us and make us risk our lives for your cause, I don’t have any other objections!” Leylin sneered.
“That’s good!”
The old witch looked at the corridor which emitted silvery light and said, “Alright, the corridor should be completely stabilised by now, let’s us proceed!”
Following which the old witch’s eyes radiated a fervent hunger as she stepped into the corridor.
Leylin and the rest looked at each other and followed.
The dazzling silvery light suddenly expanded and swallowed the four people completely.
“Buzz buzz!”
Leylin scanned his surroundings.
What he saw was a black corridor which seemed to be constructed by some unknown metal. The wall could strangely enough reflect their shadows.
But the shadows appeared twisted and seemed to emit a bone-chilling laughter.