savior epic

Chapter 46 Psychic Ritual
Chen Yi meets Kasim at the academy.

He walked with big strides, the unique clothes that almost covered his whole body, it was impossible not to be unrecognizable.

"Where are you going? Kassim." Chen Yi stopped Kassim, and the latter stopped immediately, a little flustered.

"What are you doing at the academy at this time?" Kasim asked back.

Chen Yi replied truthfully: "Get some ritual materials and prepare a small psychic ceremony."

"Okay, I'll give you the key to the warehouse. I have something urgent to go out." Kasim walked over quickly, untied the key chain around his waist, and untied one of them with his gloved hands.

Seeing Kasim handing over the key to herself so neatly, Chen Yi was a little surprised, but still accepted it.

"Remember to lock it." Putting this sentence aside, Kasim left in a hurry.

Chen Yi looked at the back of Kasim going away, and couldn't help being puzzled.

The last ceremony is not today. There is no need to prepare in such a hurry.

Is it
Chen Yi's heart skipped a beat, and it suddenly occurred to her that Kasim was in such a hurry that it was very likely that he was going to connect with the heretical church.

That witchcraft manuscript is about to appear.

Despite her doubts, Chen Yi didn't plan to follow after thinking for a while.

One is that he has not prepared in advance, so it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be discovered.

The second is to have a clear understanding of one's own strength at the moment. The ancient saying "fraud" in the Zhen-Arab language family has never been used in actual combat so far.

Unless you can ascend to the Kingdom of God.

"There are still a few days until the full moon." Chen Yi shook her head and thought.

Master the "fraud" first.

After Christopher's explanation yesterday, Chen Yi tried to comprehend the divinity in "Fraud".

He had a feeling it would be a long process.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door of the storage room, Chen Yi quickly selected the materials she wanted to use from the bottles and jars with labels one by one on the wooden shelf.

A bottle of pure water for blood thinning, two grams of pepper, a troll's broken nails, a small piece of silver.

After collecting several materials, Chen Yi didn't take the opportunity to buy something, so she locked the wooden door obediently and left the academy immediately.

Across the streets of Resurrection Town in the afternoon, Chen Yi walked quickly towards her home.

Back home with the materials, Chen Yi piled the things on the dining table, which surprised Hedwig who was reading.

"A lot of weird things." Hedwig asked curiously.

"Well, it's all for the ceremony." Chen Yi said.

Hedwig was no stranger to Chen Yi's exploration of mysticism. Although the number of rituals was rare, there were two or three times, and each time her brother was in the living room.

This is also what she requested, for easy supervision.

Taking out a small glass bottle from the study, Chen Yi slowly poured the priest's blood into pure water, and then carefully put the glass bottle back, without it, the glass bottle is too expensive.

Shaking the pure water until the distilled pure water was stained reddish yellow with blood, Chen Yi gently dipped her fingertips into it, and smeared her forehead and the palm where the eye of vision was located.

Then, draw a magic circle on the ground. The central pattern is the ring of truth that the true religion obeys. There are three places inside and outside the ring, each at 120 degrees, and different angel names are written on them, a total of six.

In the last magic circle, draw the proverbs on the scriptures around its arc, halfway through writing, she found that her fingertips were dry, and Chen Yi had to dip in the water again.

After drawing the pattern, Chen Yi got up and took out the holy water she had brought back from the church.

Several sacrifices were placed in three places, and Chao Yi poured holy water on the magic circle, especially the sacrifices.

Everything was ready, Chen Yi knelt down in front of the magic circle.

Each ritual requires a switch to activate the ritual.

Occultism calls it the "singularity".

Usually, the singularity of the ritual is a certain spell, some kind of spiritual material, but the more secretive the ritual, the singularity of the ritual is either weird or extremely harsh, not only the singularity of the ritual, but also itself.

"The king of my king, the only god who recreated the heaven.

I have endless admiration and admiration for you.

Here, I implore you to send your divine envoys, angels, and spirit envoys to protect my lord."

Chen Yi closed her eyes, opened her palm's vision eye, and recited the ritual spell.

The incantations that invoke the patronage are in Yavin, and the ones that trigger the ritual singularity are in Platinum.

This is magical common sense.

As the incantations were transformed into platinum inscriptions, under the gaze of Hedwig beside him, the magic circle emitted a faint blue light, and the spirituality that responded to the call gradually became stronger.

Hedwig, made up of memory projections, has an innate feeling for it.

No one noticed that the crimson body of the twin jellyfish climbed up to the edge of the pottery water tank with several tentacles.

The blue light of the magic circle became more and more intense, and Chen Yi gradually felt the call from the other side, which was the direction of the Holy Land Baiyinkana.

Next, simply sink your awareness into the magic circle.

Chen Yi's head lowered slightly, and her eyes of spiritual vision aimed at the magic circle that was in full swing.

The tentacles of the twin jellyfish jerked outwards, its wrinkled body flew out, its round umbrella-shaped head aimed at the magic circle, and drew a graceful arc.

Hedwig screamed, trying to stop the jellyfish and wake up her brother.

However, it was too late.

The jellyfish slammed straight into the center of the magic circle.

It's spread out there.

Among the innumerable eyeballs, one was slightly glowing.

Amidst the insults, Manuel walked out of the lecture hall in disgrace.

He came here to defend Father Christopher. For this reason, he, who usually dismissed paganism, specially read the classics of the Juwang Cult.

However, when Manuel sat on the pagan silk cushion after handing over the letter in the lecture hall, the debate between Manuel and the priest Isa ended in him being speechless.

Manuel, who thought he was well prepared, deliberately chose a few arguments that were beneficial to him, and tried his best to prove that the lightning strike at the Qinghong Lecture School was just a coincidence.

However, all the arguments he argued were rejected by the priest Isa one by one, and even Manuel's arguments were completely overturned from the scriptures of the true religion.

Manuel, who thought he was sure of winning, found that his understanding of the true religion was on par with him, or even better.

Manuel could only walk back to the church with a gray face, hoping to find a place in the next debate.

In the attic of the lecture hall, Lomea looked at Manuel's figure disappearing into the street, and turned the beads with his palm.

The leader sits in the opposite seat safely, also holding his own chanting beads in the palm of his hand.

"I really can't believe how the clown from the spiritual temple unsealed the sacred object." Lomea said slowly.

The leader missed half a beat of his heartbeat, and replied, "That clown is not ordinary."

"How can a number one injure a number two sage?" Lomea asked puzzled.

"It's really hard for me to describe the scene at that time." The leader paused, still feeling lingering fear.

"What exactly happened, tell me clearly."

"Okay, okay." The lying-haired leader rubbed his head, turning Songzhu's hands faster, and his impatient tone was impatient.

When he raised his head, his expression was ferocious and terrified: "He summoned a madman! A madman! That horrible creature's damn question, the hateful raving, eroded me, it only asked me a question, and my old saying was hit hard Me! I was almost taken away by the dead soul, and I was wiped out!
He definitely has the antithesis of my old saying!

He asked me, Lord, how much suffering do I have to endure before I can transcend! "

(End of this chapter)