Banished to Another World Chapter 314: Stepping into the Trap

Chapter 314: Stepping into the Trap

Of course, battles between witches can't be fought in downtown areas, especially when one of them is the Temple High Priest.

However, because of the particularity of witches, the battle between them is not suitable for civilians to watch. Even if it is suitable, Temple Priests will not like it. They have always been mysterious and lofty people. How can ordinary people see the process of their witchcraft? Of course, it is impossible for civilians to see their failure.

Occasionally, however, there will be discussions between the Priest and another Priest, such as when the superior one wants to "point out" the inferior one, or when the inferior Priest wants to "consult" the superior Priest.

For this reason, no matter lower city or middle city or upper city, there is a special place for the witches to discuss.

The battle between witches is not totally invisible. If you have enough identity and self-protection ability, you can attend at your own risk.

The Gaogang City Temple High Priest wanted to "point out" a small tribal witch from a tribe nad The Jiu Yuan. Everyone who thought he was good enough and not afraid of death didn't want to let go of such an opportunity to watch Temple High Priest use his witchcraft. So for Yan Mo, he took Yuan Zhan and others with him. When he entered a special battle ground under the central tower, he did not know that the seemingly enclosed room was actually surrounded by visitors.

Yan Mo still chose Yuan Zhan after much consideration. He believed in his abilities, but so viruses and poisons his body killed quite quickly. He was afraid that he had the ability but had no reaction ti, so he could only choose the one he could trust the most.

Yan Mo has an indescribable familiarity with this pale yellow room with about 100 square ters.

Yuan Zhan's eyebrows moved slightly, clearly a closed room, but he felt countless eyes hidden in the dark looking at him, which made him very uncomfortable.

Wu Guo also responded a little, "Eat it."

Can you eat it? Yan Mo confird his idea from Wu Guo's reaction and asked in his heart, "Is this bone object?"

Wu Guo, "Yeah."

"There's residual ntal strength? How does it compare to the one you ate before?”

"Weak."

No wonder it's just edible. "What's a white domino compare to a whole room?" Yan Mo was not the first ti to ask this question. In fact, he asked Wu Guo on the night of dominoes, but the boy refused to answer him.

"If you promise to divide the white dominoes in half, I'll tell you." Wu Guo proposed the sa conditions as last ti.

"You first tell what it is? What's the usage? I didn't feel any ntal residual on it." He only felt that the bones for making dominoes should be old, not fresh.

Wu Guo did not utter a word again. This is a little villain who does not see things for free. Before he had devoured those ntal powers, he was like a young boy who had just had intelligence and ignorant. He could still make Yan Mo fickle. But now, Yan Mo cannot deceive him.

Yan Mo was not upset and laughed. "So, if you answer a question, I'll give you a domino."

"A white one."

That's true! "Don't worry, you won't be fooled. I asked you, did the sa bone objects in this room co from the sa place as the four bone objects brought by The Ding Yue Tribe?

"I don't know if it's from the sa place, but they're very similar, and so are the residual ntal energy."

Yan Mo has counted. Not long after he entered the room, he had a sense of familiarity, which, as Wu Guo told him, was very similar to the four bone objects. Even if it was not from the sa place, it probably created from the sa era, that is, in the era of the Bone Sculpting People's bone treasures.

Yan Mo suddenly felt a little itchy in the heart of his feet. He imdiately responded and stopped quickly. "Wu Guo, stop!" The residual ntal power of this bone object cannot be eaten.

Wu Guo, who secretly wanted to steal food, reluctantly retracted.

"Don't forget what I told you before, if you slip out of my body against my will and do sothing I don't want you to do, then you either leave my body or..."

"Dad, I'm hungry."

... This seemingly innocent but full of malicious children's voice! Yan Mo can even imagine Wu Guo's little boy sitting in his stomach laughing proudly.

But don't think he can't deal with him. "Do you really want to eat? You forget where we are now? Or do you want people to know you're in my stomach?”

Wu Guo cald down.

At the sa ti, The Gaogang City Temple High Priest took the sturdy red-eyed warrior from another door into the compartnt.

"So this is the legendary bone house that can isolate witches' witchcraft. It's the first ti I've seen it and co in one. There's no such good thing when we are in the lower city." A fifty sothing old man sighed.

"I feel like soone is looking at , but I don't see anybody. Do you know what's going on?" Yuan Zhan asked casually.

"I've heard so stories about this kind of bone house, which is specially designed for witches to compare and test their witchcraft. When necessary, it can make the people inside invisible to the outside, but the people outside can see the inside, and vice versa." A fifty sothing old man was not as arrogant as a High Priest, perhaps because he can't see through Yuan Zhan strength?

"So, there are a lot of people outside watching our competition now?"

"Yes."

"And they can hear what we say?"

"If the operator wants to."

Outside, in a small dark room.

A grey haired old gentleman was looking at the bone house separated by a wall. He is the manipulator of this bone house. This small and dark room is part of the bone house, and it is also the safest and most important place.

One hand was suddenly put on the shoulder of the old god servant.

The old man was frightened and looked back in horror. When he saw soone coming, he imdiately bowed deeply, "Da-Ren." The only one who unconsciously broke his spiritual barrier and entered the operating darkroom.

"I want to hear all the conversations in it." Said the man covered in the red fur cloak.

The old man who controlled the bone house imdiately executed the order, turned around and put one hand on the place where the crystal was mosaic, and closed his eyes for spiritual manipulation.

A mont later, the old God servant put down his hand and turned around. He looked tired and said, "Da-Ren, wait a little longer, we can not only see the scene inside, but also hear what they say."

The cloaked man waved and soone sent him a leather bag. The cloaked man took the leather bag and threw it to the old god servant.

The old god servant bowed his head and wisely withdrew with a leather bag. The operator is no longer needed when the bone house is started. He just waits for the test to be finished before cleaning and closing the bone house.

The cloaked man looked at the boned house with an indescribable look. When he first heard the news, he was not satisfied that the Gaogang City did not continue to challenge Yuan Zhan but chose to fight witches. But on second thought, it was just an opportunity to find out the strength of the old man from the Jiu Yuan. On second thought, he felt that Geer was indeed a lower city Temple High Priest and had so brains in doing things.

Looking from the outside, the skeleton house, as a test venue, has no walls at all, only light yellow ground.

The site is small, and the onlookers only sit on two floors. Compared with the warriors, the onlookers here are basically quiet.

The Jiu Yuan and Gaogang were also in the stands, but left and right were far apart.

The Obscuri Tribesn wanted to follow, but unfortunately they were not qualified. The people who can sit in this stand today belong directly to the lower city and the large tribes of The Black Earth City.

Because of their equal status, more than 80% of the visitors here are angry along with the Gaogang City. Only 20% of them either disagreed with the Gaogang City or knew the inside story and did not directly express their support for the Gaogang City, but neither of them expressed their support for the Jiu Yuan. One was not sympathetic, the other was disdainful.

The Jiu Yuan? They had never heard of such a small tribe before they ca.

The Jiu Yuan people naturally appears to be alone in such a situation, besides, they only have four people left after removing the chief and the priest, and there was a bird nad Jiu Feng. Now they don't know where he had gone to play madly, and he probably won't co back until dark.

The Black Earth City's high-ranking warriors and temple servants also ca to see the Gaogang City Temple High Priest, but instead of sitting in the first row near the bone house, they chose the farthest seat.

Bone House is a kind of witchcraft that can isolate witches from inside, but it is not absolute. Those who know more about the Gaogang City Temple High Priest's abilities doubt whether the skeleton house can completely isolate his witchcraft.

Ding Fei straightened his chest, and he always felt that people around him looked at them with sympathy and ridicule.

Ding Ning pressed his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Leave them alone."

Bing holds the bow and arrow, cold and arrogant.

Da-da sniffed his nose and stared at a group of people not far from them, who slled delicious with the fishy sll.

At that mont, the voice of conversation in the room suddenly ca to the ears of everyone.

"The Witch of Jiu Yuan, I don't know your witch na yet. I'm Geer."

"Mo, you can call Mo Da-Ren."

Inside the bone house.

Geer smiled at Yuan Zhan. "May I have so of your blood?"

Was Yuan Zhan willing to give his blood to a witch? He's stupid enough to do this. But... Yuan Zhan turned to Yan Mo.

Yan Mo was surprised and said, "You want my warriors to give you his blood? Why don't you just let him cut his head and hand it to you? "

The red-eyebrow warrior's eyebrows looked angry as soon as they were erect, and Geer held him down. "I rember that we said we would hurt each other's warriors with witchcraft, and then proceed..."

"I rember." Yan Mo bluntly interrupted the other side, "Now that we have said that we can use witchcraft, we should send our warriors’ blood on our own initiative, depending on our abilities. It would be better for us to let each other's warriors commit suicide, and then see if we can save our own warriors."

"From death to rebirth, that's God's power. It's not God, its demigod." Geer sighed and inadvertently said, "If you can do this, I will voluntarily admit defeat, can you?"

Yan Mo can, but can he admit it here? So he also asked, "Can you?"

Geer laughed. "It seems that none of our witchcraft has reached the realm of God. It is said that Wucheng-City of Witches High Priest who is the leader of The Nine Great Cities can revive the dead, but it is said that his old man is a demigod, and we can't compare with him."

Speaking of Geer, "if we cannot hand each other's blood warriors to the other side, it will eventually beco the battle between the four of us. Do you really want that to happen?"

Yan Mo thought it would be better, but since it's a battle between witches, it's easier. "Don't confuse . I said I didn't volunteer to hand over my warriors, but I didn't say I wanted them to attack the witches of the other side. If you want to take my warrior's blood, you can take it by yourself. I can assure you that he will only protect himself and not fight back. Likewise, if I want to do anything to your warriors, I will do it myself."

"You seem to be confident in your attack." Geer looked at the old man across the street again.

"If you want to admit defeat now, I can accept it imdiately," Yan Mo said sympathetically.

Geer sank for a mont and smiled again. “Since you have to, that's it. Da-Haa, rember, when this witch attacks you later, you can't resist, but you can defend yourself, okay?

"Da-Ren, you can rest assured that I will never let him touch one of my hairs!" The red-eyed warrior called Da-Haa thumped his chest.

Da-Haa took a step forward, but Geer stepped back. Instead of attacking, he sat down directly on the ground and imdiately took sothing out of his bag and began to lay it out.

Yan Mo suddenly felt a little awkward, as if he had fallen into a trap?

When he saw Geer open a tightly wrapped piece of hide and flauntingly pinch a few hairs from it, he was almost sure that he had fallen into the other side's trap.

The other party asked him for Yuan Zhan's blood at first, because he knew he would not agree. No, even if he agreed, there would be no loss to the other party. After all, the effect of blood must be better than that of hair.

But how could the other party have Yuan Zhan's hair?

Yuan Zhan also saw sothing wrong, and his reaction was even faster. "Is that my hair?"

Yan Mo can't tell.

Yuan Zhan's face flashed murderously. "Those slaves!"

Geer looked up and laughed, "You guessed it. I heard the Black Earth City saw that you didn't bring so slaves to you, so I asked them to find so of your hair on the bedding you slept with at the cost of rescuing them. Of course, the blood is better, but unfortunately they can't get close to you for that."

Da-Haa also laughed heartily. "I heard you killed one. You should have killed the remaining three. The remaining three won slaves were very frightened and when they heard that soone could help them leave and let them do anything they did."

Yan Mo can't say he regrets it, but he admits that he learned a lesson today. Later, he will rember that as long as he only uses his own bedding outside, he will put it in his pocket imdiately when he's finished, instead of rolling it in the corner as easy as he can, just because he and Yuan Zhan's bedding are different from others.

And since the slaves can get Yuan Zhan's hair, they can certainly get soone else's, in other words, Geer has the hair of all the people in the Jiu Yuan line besides him. Thanks to the guide, he has such a special body, as long as he does not intentionally pull it out, he will not lose even a single wispy of his hair.

Geer sighed there too: "It's a pity I don't have your hair." Silver hair is well distinguishable, and one can be delivered without problem.

"You seem to be good at cursing." This is not a question, but an affirmative sentence. Yan Mo has fallen behind, but he can give people a kind of thing that he doesn't care about the other party getting Jiu Yuan warrior's hair.

Unexpectedly, the so-called "curse of the Beast God" is really a kind of curse. Yan Mo sighed and laughed at himself. You saw so many impossible things. How could you be surprised at such small things?

Curse, perhaps, is also a kind of spiritual ability, but to accurately implent the words the curses one also need the dia. He just don't know what kind of curse that Gaogang’s High Priest will put on Yuan Zhan this ti. Yan Mo hoped he won't die soon. Then he can't save Yuan Zhan even if he has The Soul Return Pill.

Yan Mo thought about the way to deal with it, but he didn't look at all.

Geer doesn't believe that the Jiu Yuan Mo Da-Ren really doesn't care.

The Gaogang City's fighting power is not particularly strong, and the affiliated tribes are no more than other lower cities, but why dare she go against the might of the Black Earth City? Why dare to reduce the tribute to The Black Earth City every year? Because The High Priest of the Gaogang City has mastered the most terrible power of curse in witchcraft!

When he passed on to his generation, Geer was confident that his curse was not as powerful as that of the Nine Great Cities Wucheng-City of Witches, if not because hierarchical restrictions also that his could not be attack on a wider scale.

Yuan Zhan took Yan Mo's hand and smiled, knowing that his condition was dangerous.

His priest was so angry that it seed to kindle a rage behind his back, but he could see it clearly when no one else could see it.

Even though the High Priest of The Gaogang City now took a big advantage of them, the fighting power of the furious Jiu Yuan High Priest will let them know that not all the cheap things in the world are so easy to be taken advantage of.

Want to beat The Jiu Yuan? Then you have to be ready to fall first!

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