It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

Still dying?The man feels that he is even touched and considers the need to solve this trivial trouble.

……

Ella went to the top floor of the clock tower and stood under the huge stained glass windows, sitting next to Mekel and George, two children who were already breathing hard, sneezing, and had hot foreheads.

The stained glass depicts the Madonna of Mercy looking down on the survivors of Whitechapel with pity.

The only way to enter this room is through the relief bridge between the clock tower and the church hall. Ling and Jack guard the bridge, blocking the only way to pass.

Ella is carefully preparing every step of the ceremony. This kind of personal magic does not allow any mistakes to happen.If there is an omission due to panic for a few seconds, that is real despair.

Ella spread a layer of velvet on the ground, placed three white candles, daubed ice and snow essential oil on her forehead, and placed ice and snow petals, Norway pine needles, snow lotus seeds and other items full of ice and snow magic in silver cups as sacrifices.

"Dagger of mithril, I consecrate you in the name of Ella Williams."

Ella knelt on the ground, inserted the silver knife into the pile of coarse salt, chanted in a low voice, then raised the short knife and lit it on the saucer filled with water.

Among the two magic attributes of Ella, one tends to be ice and snow. Professor Aurora once suspected that this magic power belongs to the blood of the Nordic goddess of ice and snow, Skadi.But there are more and more signs that Ella has nothing to do with the ice goddess.

Therefore, she can only do ordinary prayer rituals to Skadi, and cannot communicate with blood like Ling's magic ceremony, which will greatly reduce the effect of the ceremony. This is also a wild magician and magic with divine blood. The biggest difference between teachers.

The essence of this ritual magic is to sacrifice one's own magic power and summon a blizzard.Ayla solemnly took out the Eye of Hermes and placed it on her knees. Since she couldn't communicate with the blood, she used a lot of pure magic power!

"The Snow Queen of Asgard,

the vengeful god of fear,

The supreme ruler of the eternally frozen land!

I pray to you in my Ella Williams name,

Give all my magic,

Please bring a corner of your divine kingdom to London,

Freeze plague and death with eternal ice and snow!

Petals of ice and snow, please channel your power into my spell,

Snow lotus and lotus seed, please direct your power to my mantra..."

Ella recited the spell seven times in a row. When she opened her eyes again, her pupils had turned pale, and the north wind and ice and snow were surging there.

A large amount of magic power was quickly drawn out from the girl's body, leading to the void from the magic hub formed by the ice and snow petals.A whirlwind and ice fog formed in the bell tower, gradually enveloping the entire altar and the two children. This was not a biting cold wind, but they gently suppressed the plague in the bodies of the brothers and sister George, making the situation of the two children slightly better.

The blue clouds gathered above the Whitechapel, swirled, and formed a vortex. The temperature in the Whitechapel area gradually dropped, and ice chips and snowflakes appeared in the sky.

"not enough!"

Ella felt a void in her body and almost fainted. With her magic power, she could only cover the streets at most, and it was too little to cover the Whitechapel area and even London.

She grabbed the Eye of Hermes, slashed her wrist with the sharp edge of the bronze mirror, and covered the entire mirror with blood.The blurry image in the mirror suddenly became clear. There were more and more details on Ella's body in the mirror, and her complete reflection was still less than half-way there.According to the alchemy professor Roger, when the reflection appears completely, it is the death of the owner of the mirror!The shriveled eyeball quickly became filled with blood, became red and strange.After a while of rotation, it stared at the owner of the Eye of Hermes, Ella Williams!

But Ella's magic power has reached an unprecedented height at this time, her eyes are full of the color of wind and snow, and her expression has become sacred and noble, not like a human being but more like a stone statue in a church.

The blood in the girl's wrist wound instantly froze into ice, sealing the entire wound.Endless magic power was poured into the magic hub. Ice even began to appear on the walls of the bell tower. The snow clouds above the church became even larger, gradually covering the entire Whitechapel district!

"It works!"

Ella forcibly resisted the dizziness caused by blood loss, and controlled the torrent of magic power to continue pouring into the altar.

The blizzard came again, and the temperature in Whitechapel suddenly returned to the temperature of a few days ago. The yellow-green mist was slowly suppressed and retracted into the cracks in the Thames. The cracks in the river began to close, and the ice would once again cover the Thames. river.

But at this moment, just when the last crack is about to disappear.

"Wow"

There was a cry of a baby under the river, it was no longer a voice in people's consciousness, or an auditory murmur in the ear, it was a cry of a baby in the real existence and material world.

The moment the sound rang out, the cracks on the river surface were torn open again, and the clouds in the sky were shaken by the cry, almost showing signs of dissipating.

Ella in the bell tower seemed to be struck by lightning, her whole body trembled, a mouthful of blood spewed out from her mouth, and quickly froze into red ice, which fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound.

Her face instantly turned extremely pale, her expression changed back to that of a nine-year-old girl, and her silver hair began to lose its luster.

The ice and snow whirlwind on the altar shook, and the girl once again held the bronze mirror tremblingly.

Chapter 35 Ling's determination

"Is Ella successful..."

Looking at the gradually growing clouds in the sky, Ling hiding in the shadow of the overpass showed a surprised expression.If he can successfully delay the time until Kraft's law enforcement team arrives, then Kleist will be able to resolve the situation. After all, the headmaster is the strongest human wizard!

You must protect Ella well, and don't let anyone affect her ceremony. This is not only protecting your friends, but also protecting the hope of the entire Whitechapel District.

Ling and Boss Jack set up two lines of defense. The tall Jack guarded the front of the bridge, holding the long shotgun in his arms. Without warning, he would pull the trigger and smash the heads of anyone who appeared on the bridge at this time.Now that the poisonous cloud has not dissipated, it is definitely not ordinary people who can come to this place.

Ling used magic to eliminate her figure and hid in the shadows. She was the second line of defense, attacking enemies whose attention was attracted by Jack.

At this time, a figure slowly appeared at the end of the overpass. He was wearing a black tuxedo, holding a cranked wooden cane, and wearing a silk bowler hat with blue feathers on his head. He was dressed as if he was going to a high society dinner party, On his face is a white mask with a funny smiley face drawn on it.

The figure took off his hat and pressed it on his chest, and performed a standard courtesy to the clock tower.

Jack pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the enchanted silver bullet shot out.But the bullet only hit the bridge deck, and the figure disappeared strangely, as if it had never appeared before.

Ling sneaked halfway in the shadow, suddenly lost the target of the attack, and the muscles of the calf tensed to stop the momentum of the forward pounce.She began to look for traces of the intruders, but she could only see the empty bridge deck and snow. The figure in formal suit and mask seemed to be a hallucination of him and Jack.

"Are you looking for me?"

A voice that made Ling shiver all over rang in her ears. For a moment, the girl's heart almost stopped beating. The voice was very low, but full of ridicule and laughter. It almost came close to Ling's ears. , like whispers among close friends, even messing with the hair on her temples.

Ling turned the blade sharply, and swung it towards his back. Without confirming whether he had hit, he rolled forward, twisted his body, and assumed a defensive posture again.

Ling felt that there was a feeling of hitting an object just now, but it was neither the touch of flesh and blood nor the collision between hard objects. The edge of the Cossack dagger seemed to have scratched a puddle of mud, which made people want to vomit.

"Crack, snap, snap."

The man stood where Ling was lurking just now, and clapped his hands.

"Beautiful movements, good skills, this makes me sincerely appreciate, are you the little magician who peeped into the dream and escaped the siege twice?"

Without waiting for Ling's answer, he tilted his head and muttered to himself:

"Wait...it doesn't seem to be? Am I mistaken? I remember that girl has silver hair and you are black. It seems that you are a little shorter... Oh, this is even more amazing, there are two that make me Surprised little magician, you are all students of Kleist, right?"

Ling stopped attacking and maintained a guarded posture. She didn't resent talking nonsense with the intruder, at least it could delay a lot of time.Her body was covered in cold sweat. Since the intruder could appear behind her without warning, he could also quietly cut her throat.

"Yes, uncle, you are right. Do you know Professor Kleist?"

"That's right, I know him better than I know myself, so I can imagine that scene..."

The man shrugged, swung his cane twice, and said the second half of the sentence.

"If he dies two outstanding students at the same time, what a wonderful expression he will show."

Ling suddenly felt a chill in her throat, she instinctively leaned back, and a long and narrow sword flew straight in front of her, cutting off a few strands of black hair raised by the girl.If she was a beat slower, the sharp blade would cut her neck by two-thirds with precision.It was a slender straight sword drawn from the cane.

The roar of the shotgun sounded again. When Ling was kneeling and receding, Jack fired a second shot at the awkward moment when the man swung his weapon and hadn't closed his force.

Jack's powerful actual combat ability was fully exposed, and this was a shot that could not be avoided.The man's neck was bent back, as if broken by the impact.

died?That should be a fatal injury.

Ling retreated step by step, without letting go of his vigilance, the man who was supposed to be a corpse was still standing there, maintaining the posture of drawing the sword, motionless.

Suddenly, he raised his hand as if nothing had happened, and straightened his head. There were large scorching marks and distorted bullet holes on the mask. He stuffed his whole hand into his head and stirred it back and forth, and then took out a deformed bullet.During the whole process, his white silk gloves were not stained with blood or brains, only some broken sawdust, as if the mask was just an empty shell, just a wooden doll.

"It hurts a little, I mean, a little bit."

As he spoke, the man snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, Ling felt that he was floating up into the sky. No, this was not floating up, but falling. The sky and the ground were suspended upside down. He and Jack were facing the sky and falling straight down!And the man with the mask stood firmly on the bridge like glue on his shoes, and he walked towards the clock tower.

Jack grabbed the protruding relief on the overpass and hung his whole body in mid-air, while Ling fell several meters in an instant.

"This is an illusion. It is impossible for him to have such great magic power. It is only my five senses that are affected, but even so, I will get lost in the illusion of infinite falling."

Ling closed her eyes, but she still felt her body falling continuously. It seemed that the magic didn't affect only vision.

"In that case, just stop him in the hallucination!"

Ling recited a rune spell, a spell that Aurora hadn't taught the students yet, this is not knowledge that freshmen in the first grade can bear.

"Osilia!"

This is the rune text that his adoptive father told him, and warned her to use it with caution. If she is swallowed by this spell, the ending may not be better than death.

The meaning of this rune is - ancestor.

When Ling pronounced the last syllable, the feathered emblem Ella had seen reappeared on Ling's forehead, fine blue feathers began to appear on her skin, and her pupils turned golden.

A blurred phantom of wings appeared behind the girl, she turned her body, and headed straight for the ground and bell tower above.

Ling stopped in front of the door of the clock tower, and the phantom flapping its wings floated in the air, aiming the Cossack dagger at the masked man.

At this time, above her is the bridge and the earth, and below her is the sky and the swirling clouds.

At this time, a baby's cry came from a distant place, and the cloud immediately began to shake and almost burst. Ling felt an indescribable trembling. It was an indescribable feeling that made people want to kneel down involuntarily.

All of a sudden, the wind and snow floating upwards also seemed to start to weaken.

"Listen, the child of Abhoth has run out of patience, your friend has failed, and no one can prevent the Son of God from being born."

Ling chanted the mantra again, more feathers came out from under her skin, the whites of the girl's eyes began to shrink, and her eyes had completely turned into raptors, and the human factor began to thin out, just one more step, she He would lose his mind and turn into a monster, which was the same fate as Anderson.

But divinity took over, and Ling's urge to kneel down to the baby's cries completely dissipated.

"I believe in Ella, so before I die, I will never let anyone ruin her ceremony!"

Chapter 36 Ella's Awakening

With the sound of the baby crying, Ella felt a tearing pain, as if her soul had been torn off, which almost made her fall into a coma on the spot.

"Sister Ella!"

George and Merkel wanted to step forward and help her up, but as the magic power of the altar weakened, the plague spread again, and they suddenly had difficulty breathing and became exhausted.

The magical energy collided in all directions in the altar, almost directly interrupting the ceremony.Ella propped up her body and gasped for a few breaths, then gritted her teeth and held the Eye of Hermes, and reapplied the blood oozing from the corner of her mouth on the mirror.