After the counter-sacrifice at the beginning, I became the spokesperson for the girls?

,, seems extremely strict.

The venue of the ball was in the center of this aristocratic territory, which was a garden of almost unimaginable luxury. The mansion inside had a banquet hall that could accommodate almost all the dignitaries of the aristocratic territory.

The participants included powerful and prestigious nobles and members of the Religion of Light, and all of them were top fighters and dignitaries.

The rest were just some rumors, such as a young lady from a noble family wanted to meet the person the princess brought back, as if to provoke her. Another example was that some powerful people in some families wanted to marry their daughters to the princess. Most of the families in this territory seemed to be involved in such rumors...

The maid is clearly in the manor, but her information network is spread throughout the entire noble territory. She is so amazing.

Bai Xingyao, who had the Soul Sea and thought the maid was powerful, read this part of the information and planned to continue to dig for other things. But her hand paused, and she suddenly felt a sensation that was not spiritual, but directly from the Law Avenue.

Where does this summoning feeling come from?

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感谢听雨而眠小伙伴的14张推荐票！感谢聆弋柒小伙伴的16张推荐票！感谢无名之主小伙伴的2张推荐票！感谢奇怪的深渊增加了小伙伴的12张推荐票！感谢有人想吃千层酥吗小伙伴的14张推荐票！感谢戒律?阿波尼亚小伙伴的7张推荐票！感谢文墨皆尘4716小伙伴的2张推荐票！感谢冲锋的白熊，乌拉小伙伴的7张推荐票！感谢怠惰的云小伙伴的1张推荐票！感谢都是你们的错小伙伴的1张推荐票！

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Ahhh, I can't go on like this - I update every other day - no, no, the cooling oil I bought has arrived. I used it today and it felt very refreshing. I will start writing at 7 o'clock and I will definitely finish it before 12 o'clock! Everyone, I will resume daily updates tomorrow! At least 4000! I will update daily and apply for BSS promotion! It's really outrageous to update like this during this period of time! I must adjust the updates! Normally, the plot updates should be written until the banquet!

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 485 Bessie (Complete, friends please refresh)

Bai Xingyao did not engage in any missionary activities.

With insufficient means and foundation, she had no chance of winning against a powerful religion.

But at this moment, the avenue of laws associated with her heard the devout prayers of believers. The other party was offering blood as a sacrifice, Bai Xingyao could feel the runes associated with her being read out, and she herself heard a voice from a distant place.

【The Eternal Dream Ancestor】

[The Supreme Fear of Greatness]

[Shocking Dreamless Land]

【The Great Nightmare Master】

[I am willing to sacrifice my soul and pray for your coming]

"..."

Bai Xingyao stretched out her hand and quickly sensed the avenue. She did not sense any fluctuations in the laws. To be able to contact her directly through the avenue, it must have been a sacrifice. A creature in this situation would definitely not be able to deceive her. She ruled out any possible temptations such as nightmare creatures from the other party's soul fluctuations. She did a good job of disguising herself. Even during the incident with Aurora and the garden, she did not reveal her identity in any way.

The memories of dead nightmare creatures cannot bring out Palulik, and no one can spy on the supreme being descended by God.

But at this time——

"I have never revealed my summoning method."

Bai Xingyao frowned. To hold the summoning ceremony, it must be related to the gods. The formation required for the ceremony, the words required for chanting, the process required for sacrifice, and the supreme command of the gods are all indispensable. Bai Xingyao was summoned by the third believer before, but she checked the formation later and found that it was related to the nightmare of the predecessor, but because the position had changed, the summoning automatically fell on her.

If it was the formation of the previous nightmare master, then why did she feel it was so precise at this moment, praying to her?

Those names are about her.

Bai Xingyao was sure that this was definitely not the name of the previous nightmare master. These names were made up by her first believer, but if the believer who was praying to her at this time got the name from her first believer, then why did she sense that the location where the other party was praying was in Palulik?

And yes, arrived in Paluk very early.

Each city has a different aura. At this moment, through the road of birth reaction, Bai Xingyao can clearly feel the strong aura of the dream city on the other party. Her direct prayer made her feel very clearly about the believer behind the avenue, human, female, without any power fluctuations. She just let the thoughts pass through her mind for a moment and decided to respond to this prayer.

No one can fool a Goddess.

Besides, instead of guessing what the situation is, it’s better to go and see it yourself.

The huge land where God descended spread out. The person in the room cut her wrist and dripped blood into the magic circle engraved on the ground. At the moment when the blood filled the lines, she raised her head, and her dizzy vision instantly switched to a gray fog.

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Endless, spreading——

The endless world replaced the small house with flickering candlelight in an instant. Endless cold gray fog spread, extremely thick and covering the entire world as far as the eye could see. The ground of the earth was cold and hard, and the grayer and thinner fog spread over it, like a thread, covering everything that could be seen. The whole world was so lonely that it was like death. All I could see was the gray and cold silent fog that kept extending.

here it is--

The summoner raised her head the moment she saw this. Her face, pale from excessive blood loss, looked at the thick fog that enveloped everything, but she did not flinch at all.

1.2.1.2

What is your wish?

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Before my eyes was a thick gray fog that kept spreading and spreading.

A drowsy and lonely atmosphere permeates the place.

The fog kept expanding, and it was almost impossible to see anything in front of me. People stood in this huge, almost endless world, as small as a speck of dust.

Chanting the name of the Lord, holding the ceremony...

In fact, no god will respond to humble ants.

In this world where even the power is not known to people, the gaze of God is isolated from here. Countless believers begged the gods frantically, and their voices were all lost in the river. The call to God made by countless creatures was like a long river, enveloping anyone who made a sound.

The moment Bessie slit her wrists, she knew she was using up all her energy.

She used a cheap knife to cut a magic circle on the floor, but it was so bumpy that the lines were not smooth. She recited a page of paper that was left after someone else burned something and it was wet by the rain. The myth recorded on it was not even complete. She held a page of paper that had been smudged with ink and wrinkled after drying. At the moment she put pen to paper, she had an almost thorough desire and her hands were shaking.

When she was young, Bessie had a good family background. She once climbed to the top of a huge bookshelf and looked at a broken ancient book among the old and complicated books. It was like Pandora's box, which recorded a myth that was completely different from the mainstream of the world. She once jumped down from a height as high as herself while holding a book as big as her arms. She climbed down the stairs slowly for too long, so she wanted to do something that would make her soul light.

But she spent the rest of her life in pursuit and escape. She had long forgotten to wear skirts. She ran in the empty and lonely study room, with her hair and skirt flying, just to see a new world earlier. She opened a book in the empty and dim study room. The three walls were filled with heavy ancient books. Only the skylight in front of the table let in a little light, which fell on the books and illuminated the floating dust in the world.

As the daughter of the largest family in Prin'an, Bessie should have grown up carefree and smoothly. She would study the teachings of light, go to the temple of light when she grows up, and become a devout believer. Or she would become gentle and reasonable, go to a more distant place to embark on the road of exploring knowledge, and become a profound scholar. The world that I accidentally glimpsed from ancient books when I was young would only occupy an insignificant corner of my years. When I think of it many years later, I will recite a hymn of the eternal god and smile it off.

But you can worry about whether there will be a life blown by the wind tomorrow, and finally be torn apart in a battle for the throne.

The flames that shot up into the sky and the relentless fighting destroyed the long-standing peace of a family. The white walls of the manor were completely torn down, and the books in the empty study were curled up and burned in the fire. There were crowds of people everywhere, bodies lying on the ground, and hot blood splattered.

That night, the ruling family of a city changed its name through bloodshed, and the successor family established its own rule on the ruins of the original one. The pattern of the sun and the eagle was deeply engraved in the heart of Bessie who was looking at the world in the firelight.

“It’s obsession.”

Bai Xingyao saw everything. Her eyes saw the crooked formation carved with blood all over it. It was not even completely drawn, because it was just a fragment. There was only blood silently filling it, shaking, and gently fluctuating the dim light under the candlelight.

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 486: Past Events and Wishes

This is a formation that is impossible to summon successfully.

The incompleteness made the meaning it revealed seem fragmented, and the stumbling caused it to appear unevenly on the ground, deep and shallow. The curses around him were only one sentence, praising the great master. There was only the embellishment of blood, earnest and pious, without a drop leaking out, all flowing into the uneven magic circle.

【My God is Eternal】

The person who could not summon successfully used the obsession engraved in her soul to call upon the god she was offering sacrifices to.

[Too strong thoughts will attract different eyes]

The voice in her heart was low, as if she was also staring at the formation in front of her. Bai Xingyao now felt that she was not summoned by any praise or compliments. She was summoned by an overly strong desire, and the river of her faith was too empty, but her daily chanting would not be transmitted to her heart through the avenue. Not every desire in the world will be responded to. An unfair world and unfair fate are intertwined in everyone's life.

She felt the persistence, obsession, and intensity ahead.

She conveyed her wish to her with the thought of integrating it into her life creed, almost exhausting everything she had. The overly powerful thought touched the great way of the law, and then a miracle happened, her wish summoned the eyes that would not appear otherwise.

The laws of nightmare fluctuate for you.

She stretched out her hand, and the light mist slowly enveloped her. The owner in the black robe looked ahead. She accepted the deal and turned her memory back to the beginning of her wish.

This is a storm ten years later.

The people who returned to their hometown hurriedly put on rough rain hats. The crowds rushed in all directions in a chaotic manner amid the sound of falling rain. The people who went against the crowd lowered their heads. The earth was stirred up with bursts of white flowers, and the rumbling thunder ripped through the sky. At the moment when it sounded at its highest point, the sound of horse hooves came into my ears along with my head raised.

It was a carriage with a golden pattern of a sun and an eagle.

The lines were clear, and the bells on the car swung wildly in the rain. The tinkling sound was swallowed up by the crazy rain. The people in front kept whipping the crowd violently, trying to open a way out. The knight who was silently guarding on the side was also affected by the whip, and the helmet that was pulled off revealed a familiar face.

A face that is 70% similar to Bessie.

The relatives who died in the nightmare for many years revived on this rainy day. Bessie, who was chasing after him, almost stumbled towards the man as the carriage moved forward, facing the endless crowd. She looked at the horse moving forward, pulling the carriage washed by the rain, and disappeared in the running crowd. She ran up with all her strength, and when the last bit of light was swallowed up, she ran to the outer temporary residence of the nobles, watching the shadow of the carriage disappear into it, she knelt on the ground, and the rain washed away her embarrassed figure.

A dark shadow enveloped her, and when she looked up, she saw the figures of her relatives.

There seemed to be a flash of pattern on his neck, and before she could see clearly, the long sword pierced into her cold chest. She didn't feel any pain, but just looked at that face, and then, she felt something spreading in her chest.

"I'm Bessie."

She said the last words, and the sound of lightning and tearing the world apart resounded in the endless dark rainy night.

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What does death feel like?

When I was young, I was with my family by my mother’s side. She always spoke to them in a gentle, story-telling tone:

“Death is a return. Everyone will return to God.”

But Bessie always refused to believe it. There was always a black river in front of her eyes, flowing non-stop. She told her mother that after death, everyone would go to a river, floating in it unconsciously, just like a drop of water returning to the source of water.

At that time, her mother would pat her head and ask her to read less miscellaneous books, while her brother, who was three years older than her, would comfort her like a little adult, saying that he believed in what Bessie said.

And at this moment, there really is a river in front of me. It is quiet and silent, as if the day will never dawn and the night will never pass.

Bessie didn't want to step into the river. She still had a lot of things to explore. But she was really too tired. She felt her body was extremely cold and her consciousness was extremely thin. She remembered her mother's words. She didn't know where she was going, and she didn't know if her memory would disappear. But she didn't want to leave. She still wanted to feel the wind in the forest and wanted to know whether the sunlight in the distant city would be brighter than her hometown.

But nothing could save her. She suddenly thought of the books she had read before. All her books said that God was omnipotent. If only God could come to her at this moment, it would be great.

The sound of rain was getting louder. In the sound that seemed to last forever, she suddenly remembered a rainy night. She climbed to the top of the bookshelf skillfully and took down the books she had been reading. But one of them was accidentally knocked off by her. She looked down and heard a dull sound. The book she had never seen before appeared in front of her.

This was her first beginning with another world.

She climbed to the same height as herself, jumped down, and opened the book. She squatted down and read the bizarre stories described in the book. For the first time, she became curious about the world she had never seen before.

Why is what is written in this book different from what she knows?

Why is the world it describes different from the one my mother told me?

Why are all the concepts it talks about so novel?

The young child was never afraid. She flipped through the contents of the book, bit by bit, her memory disappeared, and finally stopped at the words calling on God.

God, can I call on you?

God, can you keep me from leaving?

God, can you hear my voice?

The hazy memories still disappear in the calls. Fantasy seems to overlap with reality. When the sound of rain is clear in my ears, the rain flowing on the ground is dark in the lightless night. It flows away from me like a river symbolizing death.

My heart had already stopped beating, but at this moment, the cold feeling came back. The tears on my face were mixed with the pouring rain. There was a wilderness around me, and in front of me, there was a hazy white.

Bessie barely held herself up. She felt the cold and the pain. But her heart, which was pierced, began to beat with life.

She felt life again in her ears, and her vision gradually became clearer. She propped herself up and lowered her head, and when her vision began to focus, she reached out and touched the page of things wet by the rain in front of her.

She felt that it was overlapping with that rainy night before.

A new world opened up to her. In the frenzy of the rain, she made a low sound, which sounded like sobbing, but not sobbing. She was laughing. She felt that she was laughing, laughing without restraint. She laughed louder and louder, until the thunder and rain could not cover her voice. She was almost crazy, laughing madly, laughing without restraint. Finally, she said madly:

"My God is eternal! My God is eternal!"

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“It’s my strength.”

Bai Xingyao said.

She sensed it.

On that rainy night, it was the power she had placed in Prinan that resonated with the person before her and repaired her body.

Her power did not originally have this effect, but her obsession was too strong and attracted the power she placed in Prin'an. Then the power entered her body, stimulated her potential, and repaired her pierced heart.

Some lives have talents, but if the talents are not summoned by the Sea of ​​Rules and are not nourished by the power of laws, they will be like fish without water, just like Bai Xingyao in the beginning. Even if they have a huge sea of ​​souls, they will not be able to play any role.

However, when the talent is replenished and becomes dormant due to lack of power, the talent itself, nourished by power, will begin to take effect.

[I can attract you with my obsession]