savior epic

Chapter 32 Manuscripts
At the already disbanded Academy of Magic, Kasim held an oil lamp and stepped up the wooden spiral staircase.

This magic tower located to the west of the chapel is made of bricks and stones. It is the tallest of the four magic towers. It has five floors. Books, magic tools and alchemy materials are placed on the second and third floors. It was no different, Kasim had no intention of stopping in it, he stepped up two steps and two steps.

The fourth floor is his father, the Creator, who accumulated maps from all over the world, secret manuscripts, contact information of large and small mysterious assembly organizations, and even the method of summoning heresy and evil gods.

Kasim took out a cowhide book from one of the bookshelves with ease. The sour smell of the thick paper was so strong that he wrinkled his nose under the linen towel.

The cover of the cowhide book is embossed carefully, and in the middle, two sheepskins rolled into cylinders are sewn on it, which is shaped like a gentle mouth with full curves, and the dark cowhide in it seems like an abyss swallowing everything.

Kasim sat down at the desk beside him, with the oil lamp on the corner of the desk.

He slowly stretched out his left hand from the robe, exposing the rotten skin of his forearm. On his left back arm, two lumps of flesh were unhurriedly separated, and the drawn mucus dripped on the table, and a naked eye protruded. .

This is Kasim's vision eye.

He was originally a puppet, but because he fit the image of the youngest son in Lucius' memory so much that he acted as his guarantor, he induced spirituality.

Kasim, who opened his eyes, also awakened his own free will.

"Two days have passed since the first ceremony, and tonight is the second ceremony." Kasim muttered, flipping open the cowhide book in front of him.

Because it is cowhide, the material of each page is very thick, resulting in a thick-looking cowhide book, but it is only more than 40 pages.

Kasim turned to the page he wanted to turn.

There is a series of incantations on it, using the grammar of the ancient Platinum script, but the words are the current Platinum words.

"From beyond the celestial kingdom,"

Kasim rearranged the string of incantations in the grammar of the current platinum script, chanting and calling,

"Lonely shadow, great sufferer on earth, his holy follower."

He felt a cold wind suddenly swirling around, and continued to chant,

"In this place that only you and I know, I summon you, please contact me! I summon you, the ghost of the letter."

When the book was closed, the mouth rolled out of the parchment on the cover opened wide.

The black cowhide in his mouth rolled like a spiral abyss.

After a while, a baby-like bony hand stretched out from the center of the spiral.

Holding the letter between the bones of the paper.

After Kasim twisted the letter with his fingers, the bone hand stood there, waiting quietly.

He picked up the wax with a knife and picked out the letter paper inside.

The above is in Yavin language.

"Pious Qasim, we already know your devotion to the Lord of Suffering, so from the moment you read this letter, you are our dear brother and co-worker. I hope you will continue to serve our Lord devoutly The Lord of Suffering, sharpens himself with worldly asceticism, welcome to join the Order of Exile."

Kasim skimmed through the compliments, looking for the most noteworthy information in the letter.

He saw the penultimate paragraph.

"My fellow worker, we have obtained a strange manuscript, which was obtained by our equally pious informant and believer. The language on it is ancient and weird. Even the most profound scholars of our order cannot decipher it all. The Resurrection Town you are in is related, if you know anything about it, please write to us.”

The last paragraph is the customary greeting and compliment.

A manuscript?
Kasim frowned, not knowing anything about it.

He was still in touch with this heretical order, according to the revelation of the King of our kings, so Qasim grabbed the reed pen, dipped it in iron gall ink, and wrote a reply.

When finished, he covered it with wax and placed it between the phalanges of his bony hand.

The bone hand slowly retracted.

"Kasim."

He was frightened, hearing the voice was Krim, he hastily put the book back on the shelf, got up and walked to the railing, bent half of his body, and saw a short body standing on the first floor.

"Sage Crimean, are you going to prepare for the second ceremony?"

"It's time, Kasim, come with me to the alchemy room, we need to mix the elixir." Kerim's voice did not hesitate.

Kasim hurried down the stairs.

As the afternoon approached, Chen Yicao went home hastily for dinner, ordered Hedwig to go to bed early, then pushed the door out and gathered at the Academy of Magic in time.

The bells of the lecture hall and the church rang through the sky of the town one after another.

Chen Yi came early, and there were only Kasim and Kerim in the academy. The three of them waited for a long time before Roman and Idle arrived late.

The five of them gathered together and rushed back and forth to the outside of East Town without stopping. It was still the same mound.

The sky is getting dark, and the earth is like beating a broken drum, allowing the cold wind to beat its chest.

Taking advantage of the gap when the astrology was not moving to the best position, Kerim turned around, faced Roman and Chen Yi, and explained the matter of the Celestial Kingdom.

"At that time, we will drink the elixir and fully open the eyes of spiritual vision. Remember, the celestial kingdom is extremely dangerous, and time is broken. There are different souls or gods residing in different stars, and there are countless filthy and blasphemers among them. Power is also beyond imagination, and there must be no slack.

Specifically, you have to follow me closely, we will enter the rift of the celestial kingdom in the form of a spirit body, and then pass through the spiritual torrent, don’t be affected by emotions that do not belong to you, whoever’s name I chant, you must also Catch up now or be torn apart by the spiritual torrent.

Then, we will meet the 'historical stars', walk through the historical corridor, and experience the tip of the iceberg of the grand narrative.

Finally, I came to the constellations and begged all the gods and spirits in the world with knowledge to bestow spirituality! "

(End of this chapter)