Inspector, You Wouldn't Want Your Identity as a Necromancer to Be Exposed, Would You? [Please Recommend, Please Bookmark]
Taking a closer look.
Across the floor of the great hall.
Dark Gold patterns crisscrossed and connected.
Forming an enormous six-pointed star.
From each of the star's six points.
Countless obscure, incomprehensible runes extended outward.
The entire floor of the hall, even the Dark Gold dome overhead.
Was covered in runes so profound they were profoundness incarnate.
The dark blue glow within the hall.
Was emitted by these strange runes.
Were they not Ancient Elven Script?
They could not merely be called similar to the trapezoidal grids of the teleportation array at Knight Sacred Mountain.
They were practically identical.
However.
One gleamed with sacred golden light.
The other bloomed with gloomy, ghostly blue radiance.
More precisely, their auras were entirely different.
The shadowy elven runes of Reincarnation Hall contained a powerful aura of slaughter.
Yet they were not of the darkness attribute.
They were simply filled with a force of confinement.
Above the very center of the hall's six-pointed star.
A short sword floated.
It was completely black.
Those dark blue runes seemed to be converging upon it from every direction.
Sealing this seemingly lusterless sword.
Which, in truth, really did not reflect any light at all.
Directly beneath this strange floating sword.
At the very center of the hall.
A purple-haired girl sat cross-legged.
Seated within the six-pointed star.
Like a statue.
So solemn that she resembled a magical girl communing with the gods.
Just then.
A cool, detached voice came from outside the hall.
"It's time to depart. Your Demon Hunt Test awaits."
The purple-haired girl did not respond.
She merely rose slowly to her feet.
Three thousand strands of purple hair drifted down.
Falling all the way to her