The sticky paste covered every inch of the magic circle on the ground. Chen Yi and Roman stood on both sides of the magic circle. The Crimean Sage stood outside the garden, facing the center line of the magic circle.
Chen Yi took a deep breath. This was the first ritual to induce spirituality. It was impossible not to be nervous.
Roman on the opposite side was not much calmer either. Chen Yi noticed that his hands were rubbing each other and his eyes flickered, sometimes falling on the Crimean Sage and sometimes falling on the magic circle.
"You look up at the stars." Kerim said.
After hearing this, the two of them looked up to the sky in unison, seeing the bright and illusory stars scattered all over the sky. It was a dark blue autumn night, the wind was high, and the earth was lonely.
The seemingly chaotic and disordered stars connect their brightest parts to each other, forming the nine-star Elk constellation and the seventeen-star constellation Wings.
Occultists believe that the elk is a symbol of good luck and goodness, and its wings are often linked to sacred creatures such as angels and emissaries. There are always superstitions in the countryside. A devout and kind person may see an angel leading an elk walking through the starry night during mass before his death.
The gentle astrological signs of Elk and Wings are undoubtedly suitable for the first ceremony.
"Recite the prayer silently." When the stars reached the best position, Kerim said at the right time.
Chen Yi closed her eyes and began to silently recite the prayer taught by Kerim:
Saint Bethel, the angel who rules the autumn wind,
The holy being who descended from heaven to earth,
High winds, fallen leaves, decay, and surging fire,
I pray that you will use the four images at your disposal to protect me,
The high wind disperses the thick fog, and the fallen leaves bury the dead,
...
While reciting the prayer silently, Chen Yi suddenly felt the autumn wind coming from all directions, and the hem of his jacket was moving with the wind.
Keenly feeling the changes in heaven and earth, Kerim splashed the consecrated water and murmured words in Yawen: "The angel of my king, Saint Baisher who rules the autumn wind, performs his miracles and shows his power. kindness."
As soon as he finished chanting this section, he immediately turned to using white gold inscriptions to call the Elk and Winged Seats, and the spirits behind them to obey the angel's orders and open the gaps in the celestial kingdom.
Chen Yi felt a burning sensation on the soles of her feet. She felt carefully that it was a paste coming from the magic circle under her feet. The burning sensation penetrated through the insoles.
Despite his curiosity, Kerim didn't speak, and Chen Yi wouldn't open his eyelids.
A long and complicated eulogy written in white gold, Kerimu made small strokes of the black-handled knife.
Suddenly, at a certain moment, he suddenly stopped speaking.
Time seemed to freeze, and there was silence all around, except for the sound of the wind.
The soles of the feet gradually became hot, and bursts of stinging began to appear. On the contrary, there was an inexplicable cold wind, like needle pricks, passing through the clothes and stinging every inch of the skin.
The darkness in his eyes quickly became blurred, and all kinds of strange and rare colors suddenly appeared, mixed together in an instant. The color blocks were so rich that they smelled like oil paint, deep red and dark blue mixed into black, dark green was diluted by white, and orange blinked. And passed away, blending into a thick purple, chaotic.
It was dizzying, the skin felt cold and stinging, and the soles of the feet were extremely hot. Although it was unbearable, this discomfort was nothing compared to the pain every time I went to the Kingdom of God.
Outside the magic circle, the three of them watched all this.
Staring at the two of them intently, Kasim saw Roman twitching violently involuntarily, his body swaying, almost falling, and his feet that were originally closed spread apart, struggling to support his body.
When he turned to look at Chen Yi, he only saw clenched palms and brows furrowed due to discomfort, and was shocked for a moment.
"This true believer..."
Kasim heard Kerim's muttering and turned around to see the sage's unexpected look.
"It's just the beginning. It's not going so well. The spirit body hasn't opened the rift in the kingdom yet." Kerim seemed to have noticed something and turned around and whispered.
After a long time, the chaotic colors subsided, but Chen Yi did not breathe a sigh of relief. In an instant, he felt a little cool in his brain.
Dot-like fine tingling sensations covered his head, and he was caught by some tiny tentacles. Chen Yi had read in a book that this was a sign of psychic communication, and something was trying to take over his consciousness.
"Why are there some tentacles that I can't see clearly?" Idle muttered while squatting on the grass.
Kerim glanced at Idelai, with hidden appreciation in his eyes.
The sage turned around, a small crack opened in his nose, and a fleshy eye emerged from the huge aquiline nose.
Those eyes stared beyond the stars, always alert.
"Recite the angel's prayer three times and open your eyes after three times." He spoke very quickly, "Guide it, not be guided by it."
Clear words fell into his ears. Chen Yi silently recited a prayer, focused his attention on his head, and tried to imagine that he had tweezers to peel off the tiny tentacles stuck to his head. When there were only less than ten left, Chen Yi suddenly Having the feeling of being able to pull them.
Chen Yi kept counting, and after reciting the prayer three times, he slowly opened his eyes.
starry sky.
Boundless and profound.
The nine-star Elk and the seventeen-star Winged Constellation were extremely bright. The remaining scattered stars all dimmed at a rapid speed. The sky was like an upside-down sea, and they sank.
Chen Yi felt that there was something invisible outlining the elk and wings. It was invisible but perceptible. It was extremely weird.
"See their shapes clearly, guide the tentacles in your mind, and outline them along the way." Kerim rolled his eyes on his nose, "After outlining the two constellations, your spiritual eyes will be completely opened. If only If you sketch one, it’s just a defective product.”
Hearing Kerim's call, Chen Yi and Roman pulled the tentacles in their heads in unison, trying to draw the stars.
Chen Yi stared at the starry sky, staring closely at the place where the body hung, pulling the tentacles, and he felt them drill out from his scalp and jump up to the starry sky quickly.
First there is the nine-star Elk, with Chenyi starting from the tip of its antlers and connecting its tentacles from one star to another.
Every time he connected a line, Chen Yi suddenly felt that the tentacles were getting weaker. After a rough calculation, it was more than enough to connect two constellations, a total of twenty-six stars.
Kerim clearly saw with the eyes on his nose that when Roman barely connected three of the Elks, Chen Yi had connected five stars.
He frowned at the backwardness of the Giant King's followers.
"The last one."
Chen Yi connected to the last star of the Elk constellation, and the complete elk image fell into his eyes, showing the vitality of a young deer waiting to be fed.
He didn't know his progress, he just tried his best to outline the constellations.
"After that comes the Winged Seat."
Chen Yi stared at the Wings of the Seventeen Stars.
The tentacles flew towards the Winged Seat gently and quickly. The moment they were about to make contact, Chen Yi's pupils shrank.
The stars in the Winged Constellation... seem to have moved back a little.
Illusion?
After a brief moment of confusion, Chen Yi moved his tentacles and hurriedly flew away.
The entire Seventeen Wings constellation trembled collectively, moving away from the tentacles as quickly as a frightened bird.
It's not an illusion.
Chen Yi was stunned.
The Crimean sages have never mentioned this situation before...
He temporarily slowed down the movement of his tentacles, but the Winged Seat never stopped traveling.
Is the Winged Zodiac Sign rejecting itself?
Chen Yi didn't believe in evil, and his tentacles flew past him in an instant, but the distance to the Winged Seat was getting farther and farther.
He stared at them, hard.
The Winged Constellation seemed to have reached the dome, and Chen Yi was astonished to see seventeen stars covered with thin clouds.
Chen Yi wanted to catch up to the fog, so his tentacles flew there and kept flying.
In front of the clouds and mist, the tentacles suddenly stopped.
Chen Yi was shocked to see the continuous shadows of thousands of pillars!
The Winged Seat, which symbolizes the holy angel, moves further and further until it collides with the Thousand Pillars.
Thousands of phantoms surged, shockingly scattering the seventeen stars in the Winged Constellation!
"For the gods' bodies made of water and earth, spirituality is filth."
Suddenly, Lomea's words echoed in his mind.
It's not that Winged Zodiac is rejecting himself.
It is Qianzhu Yunhai that rejects the Winged Seat.
The eyes of spiritual vision that refuse to be fully opened!
