Starry Sky of the Magic Tower

For a mother who is on the verge of losing her mind because of the loss of her only child, what can others do? The best way is probably to stay away, let the emotion calm down a bit, and then intervene in persuasion; or find a way to save it after the emotion has collapsed even more. In short, to participate immediately, generally speaking is not the best choice.

So for a mother who has lost his only child, is on the verge of losing his mind, and has great strength, what can others do? If she wants to be crazy, go crazy with her, or what else can she do? I don’t want to let the anger burn on me.

Horta Obury is a smart man and knows how to protect himself. In this situation, he simply took people to the ceremony room where the prophecy was held. Of course, it could also be used to perform magic to trace what has happened.

To trace the past, it is very important to be an introduction, or a clue. The more accurate the description of personnel, time and features, the easier it is to find that specific time segment.

Take this incident as an example. The mother-in-law You Jia wants to know the murderer of her son, so it is relatively easy to track the clues. With such clues and requirements as a drop of blood of a blood relative, what you saw immediately before death, you can find the part you want to see from the long river of past memories, and then reproduce it.

The most important thing is that this ceremony can see more than just’images’. Participants in the ceremony can even interfere with the’past’ to a certain extent from the perspective of a third party. This is also the biggest reason why Yoga’s grandmother’s curse can have an effect on the specific characters that appear through the ceremony.

Of course, there will be a corresponding cost to the extent of interference. It is not impossible to save people, or to retrieve items that have disappeared from the past, but the cost will be so great that the operator is unimaginable. If the ceremony fails, it is still a trivial matter that all the sacrifices used to hold the ceremony disappear. The magic backlash and the death of the caster are not impossible things.

There is no specific name for the ceremony created by Saint Wells of Time. It is precisely because this magic ceremony can do a lot of things that cannot be explained by common sense, and its power is big enough to defy the heavens and change the fate, so the most inscribed knowledge of this set of ceremony related knowledge is actually how to prepare’sacrifice’ or ‘ Stand-in’ above.

As long as there are enough sacrifices or substitutes to pay the operator for the cost of the ceremony, this ceremony can be said to be a super magic with no side effects and repercussions.

But whether the sacrifice is enough, whether the stand-in is strong enough to withstand disasters, these are not the things that the person holding the ceremony has said. As long as the cost is insufficient, the life force of all people participating in the ceremony will begin to be absorbed until there is nothing, and there is nothing to fill in the long river of time as a cost, and the ceremony will fail.

Because of such terrifying characteristics, many magicians who held this ceremony were eventually swallowed by their own greed and lost their precious lives.

Horta Oberli is very aware of the various taboos in this ceremony, and cautiously holds every ceremony to be able to live nourishingly to this day.

It’s not the first time for him to do the commission of You Jia’s mother-in-law. So after entering the ceremony room, he instructed his students to put enough sacrifices, and he also made preparations for the ceremony. Of course there is one thing that he wants to pick up in person.

Holding a small silver plate, I walked to the angered mother, and Horta said, “Mrs. Youjia, I need a drop of blood from my blood.”

The old woman said in a hoarse and heavy voice: “I know this ceremony. So when the ceremony starts, I will drip the blood to the right place by myself, and you don’t need to worry about the others.”

This can be regarded as a person who is good at cursing, and he is cautious about his own blood. Horta Oberli was shrugged indifferent expression and retracted his hand holding the silver plate. Just like the old woman said, she herself is very familiar with this ceremony, the blood is not in place, causing the ceremony to fail, and the responsibility will not be on him.

While everyone was waiting, Horta Obury put on the robes used to display ceremony. The good name is for a sense of dignity and for making one’s spells go smoothly. After all, the magic of the enchanted land belongs to idealism, and a good or bad mood will affect the result of the spell.

But what others don’t know is that there is a secret in it. This robe is woven with human hair, and those who contributed their hair, including ordinary people and magicians, their souls are imprisoned in the robe, as their last life-saving substitute when the ceremony goes wrong.

Although it was so conceived, since the bloody commission was completed, this magician, who is not as gentle as the surface, has no chance to test whether this robe can work normally. After all, that kind of thing, it’s best to never happen.

It was confirmed again and again that everything needed for the ceremony was in place and the quantity was sufficient. Only then did Horta Obeli ditch other irrelevant people and let them leave the ceremony room. At the same time, Granny You Jia was in the right place, dripping blood from her fingertips.

The burning incense, the low chant of incantion. The ceremony room is covered by a wonderful atmosphere. The fog is getting thicker, and the room no longer looks like before, but is replaced by many fleeting scenes, and those pictures are getting clearer and clearer.

Finally, the picture came to a place in the sky. Everything you can see is haze and white clouds, flying upwards constantly. In other words, the object under observation keeps falling.

Seeing that the scene is fixed, there is no major change. As an old woman who is a great magician, she is just an anxious mother now, looking around. Soon, she saw her child. The familiar figure and familiar appearance are different, but one arm is missing. But obviously, people should still be alive.

Looking at the vivid image, she couldn’t help shouting: “McDonnell Douglas, is that you? My baby’s child.”

“mother, mother, yes Your voice? Help me, I don’t know where I am. Come and save me quickly.”

“Child, don’t be afraid, I will find you, I will find you.”

Holta wanted to pour a bucket of cold water on the other side looking at the mother-child affectionate drama in front of her. In the past memories found under the condition of the’last scene before death’, the fact that people are still alive is just that they were still alive’at that time’. Then there will be a cruel scene of death, which is not maddening.

And talking to people in the past without authorization, wasted some opportunities. These opportunities are all in exchange for sacrifices. Fortunately, I have always prepared well. Anyway, this is a major customer and can always be reimbursed. However, with regard to the speed of consumption, Horta, who has been performing many ceremonies, still feels something is not quite right.

The fall from the sky is not endless. Below is a green grassland. Without other plants, there is only a raised hill, forming a throne-like terrain. There was also a person leaning on it, stepping on a chair, resting his hands on his knees, and opening a book with one hand, looking leisurely. The messy brown hair fluttered in the wind, seemingly gleaming, blowing away with the wind.

Although he hasn’t seen the other person’s appearance clearly, just looking at it from a distance, Horta feels that there are several points of unspeakable familiarity… and weirdness.

The mother-in-law You Jia next to her was yelling, asking her ineffective son to perform flying or feather fall. It means that this kind of magic should be performed when falling from a high altitude, and it needs to be reminded by others. Horta really thinks that the guy is dead, and it really gives this World a little less trouble.

And with McDonnell’s fall, Horta realized where the weird sensation that had been haunting her heart came from. The ground is in a very comfortable posture, and the person reading the book is really too big. McDonnell Douglas, the unsuccessful son of Granny You Jia, is he the size of a finger?

There is Giant Race in the maze, but the size is not so great. Unless the other party is an ancient giant, in the limited literature, the description of the ancient giant’s body shape is how exaggerated it is.

I haven’t figured out the origin of the giant yet, but he closed his book and snapped, and the mother-in-law next to him made a heart-piercing cry, and Horta was also staring dumbfounded. Before today, he had no way to imagine what a living human would look like when it was photographed to death in a book like an insect. But it just happened.

Suddenly a probability flashed through his mind. But Horta Oberli hadn’t had time to capture the inspiration, and wanted to understand some vague things, Granny Yu Jia had already taken action.

Sprinkle the secret corpse powder into the sky, and chant the incantion that does not belong to this World in the language of the undead. The souls that were used as materials were released at the same time. In order to gain freedom and to pass on their own pain, they used various vicious words to curse the targets marked by the magician.

Generally speaking, the target person will not be found through the curse imposed by the ceremony. But as soon as Grandma You Jia made her move, in this past memory, the cursed person seemed to have noticed something, and moved his gaze, he even met Horta, the person who performed the ceremony. This is something that has never happened before!

When the warning flashed in his mind and Horta wanted to interrupt the ceremony, it was too late. The giant grabbed into the void and then made a throwing motion. Grandma Yu Jia beside her was hit by an unknown force, floating in the air and landing again.

She fell on the ground with a concave chest and a grim expression. Her two eyes were staring at the magician performing the ceremony, which made her scalp numb. This is too much to die.

Roughly sweeping away the positions of all the sacrificial vessels, and even destroying the arranged magic array without the slightest hesitation, not only because of the death of the old woman, it shocked Horta Oubury, But he also remembered who that person was.

That one is not a giant, but the Lord of Perception-Monet. Among the eight powers in charge, the Spiritual God of Perception. What you see in the picture is actually the Divine Kingdom of the Lord of Perception. The huge difference in body size is because humans are so small in front of Spiritual God.

But all this is also too late.

Just before the ceremony was completely interrupted, Horta O’Brien’s eyes burst open. Although he saved his life, he also realized that his’perception’ among the eight powers had been completely cut off. This means that his progress in magic will always stop at this moment in front of him. Unless he can find a way to please the Spiritual God, he will have the probability of restoring the power of diligent’perception’.