savior epic

Chapter 28 Rejection
The viscous paste covered every inch of the magic circle on the ground. Chen Yi and Roman stood on both sides of the magic circle, and the Crimean sage stood outside the garden, facing the center line of the magic circle.

Chen Yi took a deep breath, this was the first ritual to induce spirituality, it was impossible not to be nervous.

Roman on the opposite side didn't calm down much. Chen Yi noticed that his hands were rubbing each other, and his eyes flickered, sometimes falling on the Crimean sage, and sometimes falling on the magic circle.

"Look up at the starry sky," Kerim said.

Hearing this, the two looked up at the sky at the same time, because of the bright and illusory stars, scattered all over the sky, the deep blue autumn night, the wind was high, and the earth was lonely.

The seemingly chaotic and disordered stars connect their brightest parts to form the Elk constellation with nine stars and the Winged constellation with seventeen stars.

Mysticism believes that elk is a symbol of good luck and goodness, while wings are often linked to sacred creatures such as angels and spirit messengers.There are always superstitions in the countryside. A pious and kind person can see an angel leading an elk from the starry night in the mass before his death.

The mild astrology of Elkhus and Pteris no doubt matches the first ceremony.

"Recite the prayer silently." When the astrology reached the optimal position, Kerim said precisely the time.

Chen Yi closed her eyes, and began to silently recite the prayer taught by Kerim:
St. Bachel, the angel of the autumn winds,
A holy being descended from heaven,

High winds, falling leaves, withering, and surging fire,

I beg you to use the four elephants in your hands to protect me,
The high wind disperses the fog, and the fallen leaves bury death,
While reciting the prayers silently, Chen Yi suddenly felt the autumn wind coming from all directions, and the hem of the jacket with the placket was moving with the wind.

Keenly aware of the changes in the world, the Crimean splashed the consecrated water, chanting words in Yavin language: "The angel of the king of my king, St. Bashere who leads the autumn wind, performs his miracles, shows his kindness."

As soon as he finished chanting this paragraph, he immediately turned to call the Elk Seat and the Wing Seat in platinum inscriptions, calling for the spirit body behind them, obeying the order of the angel, and opening the gap in the celestial kingdom.

Chen Yi felt a burst of heat on the soles of her feet, and felt carefully that it was the paste from the magic circle under her feet, and the heat penetrated through the insoles.

Although she was curious, Chen Yi wouldn't open her eyelids if Kerim didn't speak.

A long and complicated eulogy in platinum, Kerim slightly swiped the black-handled knife.

However, at a certain moment, he stopped his voice abruptly.

Time seemed to freeze, and there was silence all around, only the sound of the wind.

The soles of the feet gradually became scalding, and bursts of tingling pain began to appear. On the contrary, the inexplicable cold wind, like needle pricks, pierced through the clothes and stung every inch of the skin.

The darkness in the eyes quickly became blurred, all kinds of strange and rare colors suddenly appeared, and they were mixed together in an instant, the color blocks were so rich that they showed the smell of oil paint, dark red and dark blue mixed into black, dark green was diluted by white, and orange blinked And passed away, blending into thick purple, chaotic.

It is dizzy, the skin is cold and tingling, and the soles of the feet are scorching hot. Although it is unbearable, this kind of discomfort is nothing compared to the pain of going to the Kingdom of God every time.

Outside the magic circle, the three watched all this.

Staring at the two of them intently, Kasim saw Roman twitch violently involuntarily, his body swayed, and he was about to fall down. His feet that were originally closed were separated, struggling to support his body.

When he looked at Chen Yi in a blink of an eye, he only saw the clenched palms and the frown frowned because of discomfort, and he was momentarily surprised.

"This is a true believer."

Kasim heard Kerim's muttering, turned his head to look, and saw the surprised look of the sage passing by.

"It's just started, it's not going so smoothly, the spiritual body hasn't opened the rift in the kingdom yet." Kerim seemed to have noticed something, turned around and whispered.

After a long time, the chaotic colors subsided, Chen Yi did not breathe a sigh of relief, and in an instant, he felt a little chill in his brain.

Dot-shaped fine numb sensations covered his head, being caught by some tiny tentacles, Chen Yi had read in the book, this was a sign of psychic, something was trying to take over his own consciousness.

"Why are there some tentacles that can't be seen clearly?" Idle, who was squatting on the grass, muttered.

Kerim glanced at Idle, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

The sage turned his head, a small slit was opened in the nose, and a fleshy eye emerged from the huge hooked nose.

Those eyes stared beyond the starry sky, always vigilant.

"Recite the angel's prayer, and open your eyes after three times." He spoke extremely fast, "Guide it, not be led by it."

The clear words fell into her ears, Chen Yi silently recited the prayer, focused her attention on her head, and tried to imagine that she had tweezers to peel off the tiny tentacles sticking to her head until there were less than ten tentacles left. With the feeling of being able to involve them.

Chen Yi counted, and after reciting the prayer three times, she slowly opened her eyes.

starry sky.

Boundless and deep.

The nine-star Elk Constellation and the seventeen-star Feather Wing Constellation are extremely bright, and the rest of the scattered stars are all dimmed at a rapid speed. The sky is like an upside-down sea, and they sink.

The elk and the wings, Chen Yi felt that there was something invisible outlining them, invisible but could be felt, it was extremely weird.

"See their shapes clearly, guide the tentacles in your mind, and outline them along the way." Kerim rolled his eyes on his nose, "After outlining the two constellations, your eyes of spiritual vision will be fully opened. Sketch one, and it's just a defective product."

Calling from Crimea, Chen Yi and Roman pulled the tentacles in their heads at the same time, trying to draw astrology.

Chen Yi stared at the starry sky, stared at it firmly, the place where the body hung high, pulled the tentacles, he felt them come out of his scalp, and quickly jumped up to the starry sky.

The first is the nine-star Elk constellation. Chen Yi starts from the tip of its antlers and connects the tentacles from one star to another.

Every time a connection is drawn, Chen Yi suddenly feels that the tentacles are getting weaker and weaker. After a rough calculation, it is more than enough to connect two constellations, a total of 26 stars.

Kerim clearly saw with the eyes on his nose that when Roman managed to connect the Elk Constellation to three of them, Chen Yi had already connected five stars.

He frowned at the backwardness of the followers of the giant king.

"The last one."

Chen Yi connected to the last star of the Elk constellation, and the complete elk statue fell into her eyes, full of the anger of a young deer waiting to be fed.

He didn't know his progress, he just tried his best to outline the constellations.

"After that is the Wing Seat."

Chen Yi stared at the wing constellation of the seventeen stars.

The tentacles flew towards the wing seat gently and quickly, and the moment they were about to touch, Chen Yi's pupils shrank.

The stars in the Feather constellation seem to move back a little.

Delusion?
After a brief absence, Chen Yi waved her tentacles and rushed away.

The entire Seventeen Wing Constellation trembled collectively, moving away from the tentacles as quickly as a frightened bird.

Not an illusion.

Chen Yi was stunned.

The Crimean sages have never said this before
He temporarily slowed down the movement of the tentacles, but the Wing Seat never stopped walking.

Feather seat is rejecting himself?

Chen Yi didn't believe in evil, and the tentacles flew over in an instant, but the distance from the Wing Seat was getting farther and farther away.

He stared at them, stared hard.

The Feather Wings seemed to reach the dome, and Chen Yi was stunned to see the seventeen stars covered with thin clouds.

Chen Yi wanted to catch up to the fog, and her tentacles flew there, continuously.

Before the cloud and mist, the tentacles stopped suddenly.

Chen Yi was stunned to see that continuous phantom of a thousand pillars!

The wing seat, which symbolizes the holy angel, goes farther and farther until it touches the thousand pillars.

The phantom of the Thousand Pillars surged and knocked the Seventeen Winged Stars apart!

"Spirituality is filth to the body made of water and soil by the gods."

Suddenly, what Lomea said echoed in his mind.

It's not that Yuyi Zuo is rejecting himself.

It's Qianzhu Yunhai who is rejecting Yuyizuo.

The eyes of spiritual vision that refuses to be fully opened!
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