Chapter 256 Please give——

Nese strives to keep energy moving in one direction. The thin, cold air at the end of the road passed through his lungs, and when it was exhaled, it was roasted hot. The dark yellow liquid was pulled out of a mountain-like bulge by invisible suction, but it stopped there. Rasnuolo took a step back and leisurely observed the current scene for a while - this process was actually only a few seconds, but it was enough for both of them to recognize the fact:

Without the help of others, only the power of the guardians of the main material plane would not be able to quickly establish this prayer in the middle of the lake.

"There will be. I have plans -"

Nese closed her mouth violently and gasped hard.

Is it the environment or the timing? He found this ordinary funeral ceremony extremely difficult.

He looked around him out of the corner of his eye. Evaluate possible directions. The ghostly musicians on the bandstand have nothing to do with themselves, providing a feminine backdrop to the long night. The guests nearby were asleep. The members of the Order of the Fallen Angels are scattered among the empty and cold background of the end of the world - and they themselves need help. There is also the clerk at the terminal office who lost his boss, the mechanical doll who lost his master, and the ghost who did not get permission. A metz and a crotched creature leaned against the side of the arithmetic table. They are free and clear-headed. But obviously didn't want to get involved.

The guys who could help him didn't want to, and the guys who were willing to help him couldn't. Only Lasnuolo Benches Lang was left - a cunning and changeable vampire who seemed to neither want to help him nor be able to help him.

To Nese's own surprise, his confidence still existed even at this moment, like some skill that could be learned once and be unforgettable for a lifetime - such as swallowing, swimming, doubt and deception - now that I think about it, it might be There are some misunderstandings. He didn't intend to lie to everyone from the beginning. There will be corpses. Indeed there will be. It was a part of this inconsequential plan that had not been revealed, and now he was telling it to Lasnuolo to gain cooperation.

But the huge burden he had to bear prevented him from speaking out.

Lasnuolo crossed his arms and looked at him with interest, as if watching a landslide that had been announced in advance. Nesse winked at him—the most powerful gesture he could do to him. Breathe in. Exhale. Keep the energy of each filament flowing smoothly without interfering with each other. This occupied most of his spirit. In a blessing ceremony with water as the base, as long as the water surface breaks, it is equivalent to announcing that the entire ceremony will end with a negative result - the good luck you want to pray for does not exist.

Although it may not exist in the first place, the very idea of ​​revealing this in an ordinary funeral prayer would invalidate it, and such a process of counter-infinite looping is strictly prohibited in such a universal prayer.

"You can hold on a little longer. See if anyone wakes up at this time and joins you."

The senior vampire seemed to have had enough observations and said slowly, "Maybe I can make some more requests."

There are still requirements.

Nese pulls the surface of the liquid into a fountain like yellow mud. Wait for Lasnuolo to express his request. He was stressed, but not panicked. Lasnuolo can start the price right there. He is also willing to accept the challenge of adding insult to injury——

The stone was suddenly removed from the wellhead.

Without warning, the vampire landed beside him. Help him pull the water in the middle of the lake.

"Please give--"

Lasnuolo Benches Long said that the prayers of the blessing ceremony skillfully jumped out from the two rows of gleaming fangs and the two thin lips, which seemed a bit nondescript. But he said it after all:

"Happiness. Please give it. Please give happiness to the extinguished lights. To the fallen stars. To the giant ship sinking to the bottom of the sea——"

The pressure on my shoulders instantly eased. Nesse braced himself and kept up the prayers:

"Please give the seedlings to the withered flowers and leaves. To the rotten soil. To the burnt dust."

"Please give order to the ghost of chaos. Please give evil the spokesperson of light. Please give the insect wings that settle in the sky. Please give the dream condensed in madness."

"Please give--"

The chorus of the ghost orchestra is melodious and melodious, and suddenly enters the next movement. The orchestra swaps parts. The air stirred and buzzed with their prayers. The raised water surface rises straight up, turning from dark yellow to bright yellow. Finally, the invisible five strings that had been silent for a long time were plucked.

Zheng——

A sonic cannon was fired due to resonance. The echoes hovering in the sky were the prayers recorded by Rabbi Shankara:

"I solemnly regret this -"

Zheng——

Another cannon. The voices that sounded one after another were the voices of the fairy Li Fu and the manling pagoda Liliqi.

Zheng. Zheng——

"Even if you stop there -"

"What's that guy's name? Hello. You little brat I don't know. Your loss is my loss. My loss is the world's loss—"

Zheng!

As a super sonic cannon was fired, Willy Xiao's shrill voice burst out throughout the venue, waking up many creatures with ears:

"I love you. Dead stars!

! "

"Then what's the point." Followed by the sluggish voice of Demon Duke Kabra.

Then Nesse heard his own voice.

"I hope you can find your destination——"

Then there was the familiar voice that made his brain ache like needles pricking his head, the voice of Ezhant Sinkardstu.

“Listen to yourself.

One day, you will become a teacher.

And your students will come to you——"

The turbid water in the center of the lake was pulled high away from its original level. With Lasnuolo's help, it rose to incredible heights, pulling steep slopes over the edge. It continued to rise in the chorus of choruses and innumerable intertwined prayers.

Until it reaches a certain point.

The muddy lake water became crystal clear in an instant. A huge, extremely clear mirror was formed.

Nese saw herself in the mirror. A bit dull.

"Don't get distracted. Keep going. Don't let me waste my efforts."

Lasnuolo's reminder sounded as if it came from a far away place.

Nesse recited the prayer mechanically.

The edges of the mirror began to curve upward. Gradually gather energy, rules and something that does not exist in the eyes of the arcana mage in the center. The awakening guests sporadically joined in the prayers, which greatly helped them, almost doubling their speed.

The mirror surface formed an upward concave surface and began to reflect the gathered things. The angle became smaller and smaller, and the reflection became more and more concentrated——

"Wow."

Lasnuolo breathed a sigh of relief gracefully, "Not bad. It's almost done. I haven't been attacked by anyone. It seems that our cooperation..."

Snapped!

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A huge splash.

The mirror that was about to form a perfect focus before his eyes was suddenly shattered into pieces. The liquid splashed everywhere and turned into an inconspicuous dark yellow color in the air. The vampire stopped. He put a hand to his mouth and looked at the person rushing out of the mirror.

People indeed. It's Willy Shaw.

“Hahahahaha!

! I'm back!

!

"The occult scholar waved something with one hand, and he was so excited that he didn't even bother to wipe the sticky droplets on his face, "How's it going? ? ? Everything is fine? ? He flew towards Nesse, "I didn't miss anything, did I?" ? "