The Heavenly Officials began to blow their horns. The sound of the horns started from the lowest note and gradually rose to the highest note. The tune was long, loud, and majestic. If it was played outside, Angor could even imagine the sound of the horn startling a flock of birds and sparrows.
After the priests sounded their horns, the selection of the choir began.
One by one, beautiful women in clean long dresses stepped onto the stage and began to sing.
The "Hymns of Fairies" was the key to finding the treasure, while singers with special bloodlines were the key. The selection of singers wasn't about who had the best singing voice. It was about finding the "key" that could unlock the treasure.
In order to find the "key" as quickly as possible, each singer would sing a part of the "Hymns of Fairies".
Batch after batch of singers went up on stage. Every singer had a beautiful voice. Both Angor and Shadow listened to the beautiful music with an appreciative look.
"By the way, the" Hymns of Fairies "is about the history of the Krakoks, right?" Angor asked.
The priest nodded. "Yes. Some of the words were changed for the sake of the syllables, but most of the stories are true."
"I think I know what the second and third parts mean. What does the first part mean? 'The first hero broke into a garden full of flowers with a sword in hand, and under the longing of the red-haired princess, he plucked the first rose stained with morning dew'. The first part of the song should be from a thousand years ago, right? "Angor asked curiously.
The high priest's eyes seemed to be in a trance as he recalled the past. After a while, he nodded and said, "Sir, you're right. This is indeed something that happened thousands of years ago."
"The hero in the 'Hymns of Fairies' is actually a Krakok who was beautified by the historians."
Angor had a hunch about this. The hero whose name started at the fourth paragraph was actually a fictional character that was beautified and made up. History was written down by future generations, and it wasn't surprising that most civilizations had their own historical records written by someone else.
"Sir, have you ever wondered why Lady Isabelle was willing to save us when we were about to go extinct a thousand years ago?"
The Krakoks were talented craftsmen, but they were still mortals. Why would a legendary wizard be so kind as to save them?
Angor hesitated. "The red-haired princess of Flowery Manor … Is it Lady Isabelle?"
The High Priest nodded and said, "Yes. A thousand years ago, a true hero appeared in my clan. He is my father. He had unwittingly broken into a wonderful garden of flowers and helped a trapped person. This trapped person is Lady Isabelle. "
"Unfortunately, my father died in the Flowery Manor. Lady Isabelle came to us with his belongings and left us a conch. She said that if we were in trouble, we could blow the conch and she would come." The High Priest said slowly. When he mentioned his father, his turbid eyes glistened with a faint light.
At this point, Angor had a basic understanding of the story. Isabelle owed the High Priest's father a favor. When the Krakoks were almost wiped out by humans, the High Priest's father blew the conch and asked Isabelle to come.
She saved the entire Krakoks. Even though she brought them to Soul Genesis Garden and set up a magic array to capture souls, she still spared the descendant of the hero and granted him immortality. This was why the High Priest was able to stay alive for a thousand years.
Angor waited until the High Priest calmed down a little before asking another question.
"The second part of the poem mentioned the kingdom of serpents. I heard that 'kingdom of serpents' refers to Akesolya, right? "
Shadow raised an eyebrow. This was the second time he heard this question from Angor. The first time, Shadow asked Angor why he cared about the history of mortals, and Shadow said that he was curious. But this time, Angor brought up the "kingdom of serpents" again. Shadow didn't believe that Angor was just curious. Maybe there was something else going on?
Shadow didn't say anything at this time. He just pricked up his ears and listened to their conversation.
The High Priest didn't expect Angor to be interested in the history of the past, but he didn't think too much about it. "Yes, the kingdom of serpents mentioned in the poem is indeed Akesolya."
"Do you know why this kingdom is called Akesolya?" Angor asked a question that confused Shadow even more.
Unlike Shadow, the High Priest didn't seem surprised by Angor's question. "Sir, you want to know about 'Akesolya', right?"
Angor nodded. "It's called Akesolya, right?"
"Yes, it's called Akesolya." The High Priest noticed the restraint in Angor's tone, so he didn't ask too much.
Shadow was a little annoyed. He nudged Angor and said, "What are you talking about? What's' Akesolya '? "
The High Priest chuckled.
"Have you heard of Pocratee?" Angor asked another question instead of answering the question.
This question stunned the High Priestess. On the other side, Shadow also frowned. "Pocratee? I think I've heard of this name before."
Angor looked at Shadow. He had been searching around Water Grasse for a long time, but no one knew anything about Pocratee. Now, Shadow knew about it.
"Pocratee is a city in Akesolya, right?" Shadow asked after a long pause.
The High Priest waved a hand. "Pocratee is a sacred place for healers. Akesolya protected it."
The High Priest's words confirmed Angor's suspicions. The serpent named Akesolya was right below Pocratee. Even though Pocratee was destroyed, it was still protecting the last survivor.
"Do you know where Pocratee is?"
The High Priest shook his head. "No. Only the royal family of Akesolya knows about it. But I remember a thousand years ago, when we lived in Hippocratee, every healer would take an oath toward the southeast. I heard that's where Pocratee is. "
Southeast … Angor tried to recall where he left the water. That was indeed the southeast of Hippocratee.
Angor stopped his questions here. Shadow suddenly turned around and looked at him with a curious expression. No matter which direction Angor turned his head, Shadow would follow him closely. It was as if Angor would not give up until Angor answered.
Angor didn't plan to tell Shadow about Akesolya's location. The creature was a wizard-level monster. If wizards found out about it, Akesolya would devour it in a matter of days. Akesolya did show him the way, and he also received a whole coffin full of essence blood from the serpent. How could he betray Akesolya?
But Shadow wasn't an idiot. When he told Angor that the serpent's kingdom was called Akesolya, Angor asked, "What's the serpent's name?" Shadow didn't answer Angor's question back then. But when he recalled the conversation between Angor and the High Priest, he quickly figured out the answer.
"Akesolya is the name of the serpent, right?"
Angor didn't answer.
Shadow continued, "You're so interested in Akesolya because you've seen it before? Or did you see something related to Akesolya? "
Angor lowered his eyebrows. Shadow narrowed his eyes.
"You've seen Akesolya?" Shadow suddenly became excited. "Akesolya isn't dead, is it? Where is it now? If it's still alive after a thousand years, it's a wizard-level monster, right? "
"That's none of your business," Angor snapped.
Shadow smiled and did not say anything, but his eyes flashed with thoughts. According to the high priest, Akeso seemed to be near Pocratee.
"You better not go to Pocratee." Angor saw through Shadow's plan right away. He frowned and warned, "That's not a place you can dream about."
Shadow pretended that he didn't know what Angor was talking about.
Angor, on the other hand, put on a serious look. "Since we've signed the Kurna Contract, I'll give you one last warning. You'll die there, even if you become a wizard or a truth-finder wizard."
Pocratee wasn't a good place to live. It was the territory of the rainbow dragonflies. He didn't know why the rainbow dragonflies would build their nest here, but he knew he wasn't strong enough to explore the place. That was why he chose to stay in Pocratee for so long without actually exploring the nest. Instead, he was looking for the exit.
"That's all I have to say. If you really want to die, I won't stop you," Angor said.
Shadow was a little surprised by Angor's serious tone. The anger in his heart was mostly extinguished, leaving only a small spark. But sometimes, as long as you still had a little hope in your heart, even a small spark could start a fire.
When the conversation was almost over, more than a dozen groups of people had left the Sky Choir Selection.
Unfortunately, no one who could activate the disc had appeared.
"Isn't there a Sky Choir competition every year? Can't we use the old singers? "Angor frowned when he saw that the number of singers was decreasing. According to the old priest, about 3% of the female contestants had a bloodline that could activate the treasure. 3% wasn't a small number, but it wasn't a lot either. But judging from the current situation, he might not get anything.
The High Priest said, "That won't do. Activating the bloodline of the Secret Treasure is a one-time use. You can only activate it once.
"Once? Will it affect the singers' health if they use it once? "
"No. On the contrary, because they joined the Sky Choir, their social status will also rise," the High Priestess said.
While they were talking, Angor glanced at the stage where a new group of singers had arrived.
Among them, Angor saw someone familiar.
Papaya, Sprouts Village.
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