Mystery: The Transcendental Path From Angels

"You'd better not blow that copper whistle and drive the messenger. This will bring great danger. When I completely recover my memory and figure out what that experience means, I will try again."

"The feathers left by the owner of the copper whistle you mentioned can be used in the field of necromancy. They are unique and spiritual materials. When I recall more, I will organize some knowledge of rituals and spells that can allow you to use it. Speaking of this matter, I remembered that you asked about the method of spiritual pollution in the extraordinary characteristics in the past, which probably will take a while, at least so far, I am in a blank state in this regard."

"Also, I vaguely remember that in the Southern Continent, there is a strange creature called Featherman.

"It's best to seal that card, otherwise it may attract powerful enemies and many disasters to you. I can give you some skills. It's not too difficult. The first type, the improved spiritual wall..."

Sure enough, the card of blasphemy has an aggregation effect after opening...

Fortunately, I was thrown above the gray fog before...

According to what Mr. Ards described, he should not be the **** of death who lost his memory, otherwise there would be no saying that he looks up to the blood emperor and the black emperor... He is the son of the **** of death, and follows that **** to participate in the "Battle of the Four Emperors", unfortunately Severely traumatized, it should be like this... While thinking, Klein created a flame and burned the letter.

Then he tried the sealing technique and mastered the knowledge that Azik taught in the letter.

After doing all this, he held another ceremony, bringing the "Dark Emperor" card and the bronze whistle of the Spiritual Religion into the mysterious space above the gray fog, preventing any possibility of accidental occurrence.

There is no doubt that Klein is unwilling to suddenly encounter Nast, the "King of the Five Seas" on the sea.

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Early in the morning, the sun leaps above the horizon, dyeing the distance golden.

Klein ate two slices of toast with bacon and butter at the second-class cafeteria where food was not abundant, and drank a cup of lemon black tea.

Filling his stomach, he came to the deck to breathe the fresh air and admire the view from the early morning.

At this moment, he saw Captain Elland come back drunk, wobbly with the straight sword he was wearing.

Thinking of what happened last night, Klein greeted him and said without a smile:

"good morning."

"The white shark didn't trouble you, did it?

"He should have found out that I was a passenger of the Onyx."

Erlan, who was wearing a dark red coat, took off the boat hat on his head and laughed:

"It's his own problem.

"Actually, he asked you to pay half of the repair fee for the bar, but it's not much, just a few soules. It happened that I won 6 pounds last night, and I gave some extra tips, and the matter is over."

Captain, are you afraid that a crazy adventurer like me will make things bigger for the sake of face, so you just take it upon yourself? Klein was silent for a few seconds and said:

"I understand."

Then, he turned around and walked towards the bow again, leaving a very light sentence:

"thanks."

Returning to the position just now, Klein felt the sea breeze blowing against his face, and slowly exhaled, only to feel that it was too difficult to set up a person.

After a while of wind, he was about to return to the cabin when two figures suddenly appeared beside him. It was Donna and Denton.

Cecil, who was in charge of protecting them, was cruising a few steps away.

Donna obviously hadn't slept well last night, her eyes were puffy and her face was rather gloomy, but she was quite excited. She was clearly learning Klein to see the scenery, but her eyes moved flexibly.

Just when Denton, who was in a similar state to her, wanted to speak, she preemptively said:

"Uncle, last night, last night, who was that?"

In the process of speaking, she looked forward and never turned her head, but her body trembled slightly, as if recalling the scene she saw at that time.

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Olvia here began to recall the ritual of the goddess of the night, although she had summoned the goddess of the night Amanissis in the dock area before.

However, today is different.

The eyes of the previous goddess of the night were still fixed on herself. Although she became conscious, she was still the container of the goddess in general.

However, now I am afraid that Amanisis can't take care of himself!

Therefore, Olvia intends to change the way of the ceremony.

She remembered the ritual Old Neil used to settle his debts.

Gu </span> This ceremony is good, although the goddess of the night may not respond to herself, but it is still possible to look down.

However, just in case, Olvia took out the Level 0 Sealed Artifact that Amanissis had given her earlier.

She had studied it carefully before, and she knew that this thing has another ability, which is to change its appearance.

She hurriedly made her appearance unremarkable, and then began her own ritual.

After a while, everything is ready.

Olvia picked up the scarlet candle from the side and said to herself:

"It's a hassle to have candles made of moonflower, crimson sandalwood, etc."

"But there is no way. After all, this thing symbolizes the identity of the goddess's crimson master in ritual magic."

hmm~

"Hmm~ Candles made of night vanilla, sleeping flowers, etc., symbolize the dark night."

Olvia recalled it in her memory, picked up the black candle on the ground and placed it on the top left of the round table, and the red one on the top right.

What's next?

Olvia touched her chin and pondered for a moment, holding the third candle.

This is a candle that symbolizes 'I', a very ordinary candle.

But just add a little mint, roses, lemons, mint, moonflower, night vanilla and sleep flowers and other plants.

The three candles, on the other hand, also symbolize the physical, spiritual and divinity of each person.

Then he took out the prepared "Full Moon Essential Oil~www.readwn.com~", a cauldron engraved with the dark holy emblem, a silver knife with gorgeous patterns, a cup of water, and a dish of coarse salt.

Olvia stood still, her eyes quickly turned deep, and an invisible wind began to swirl around.

She was silent for a while, and in the order from left to right, top to bottom, rubbed the spirit and the material, and lit three candles in turn.

Next, she took a silver knife, inserted it into the coarse salt, and recited the incantation written in Hermes:

"I sanctify you, the blade of pure silver!"

"I cleanse and purify you so that you may serve me in ritual!"

...

"In the name of the Goddess of the Night, Lord of Crimson,"

"You are sanctified!"

After the short and powerful ancient words, Olvia took out the silver knife, inserted it into the glass of clear water, and lifted it up, pointing to the space beyond the round table.

She aimed at the outer ring with the tip of the knife, then took a step and walked around the round table, every step of the silver knife sprayed with spirituality, hooked up with the air, and formed a sealed wall.

After a circle, the altar was isolated from the surroundings.

Olvia stood in front of the round table, put down the silver knife, picked up the bottle of "Full Moon Essential Oil", and added three drops to the black, crimson, and ordinary candles.

Noisy!

A thin mist filled the air, and everything seemed to become mysterious.

Olvia put down the glass bottle, picked up sheets of imitation parchment, and was silent for two minutes, then took a quill and drew a symbol for help on the eyelid paper.

Then when she got here, she took the imitation parchment in one hand, tapped her eyebrows with the other, and turned on her spiritual vision.

Another invisible and vigorous power glowed, Olvia chanted in a low voice:

"I pray for the strength of the night;"

"I pray for the power of crimson;"

"I pray for the blessing of the goddess;"