Summoner of Miracles

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In the bonfire, above the altar, a solemn message began to sound.

“--Here, the sun and moon cross the hui, I, the earthly royal gate autumn view, in the name of the contemporary children of the earthly royal gate, pass on the secret skill -”

Luo Zhen held the full message in his hand, the tone remained the same, still as lazy and casual as before, the recited message eventually became a sense of solemnity.

“--O gods, let the ancestral spirit return to power and give guidance to the Hereafter.”

Luo Zhen recited a passage of his message, making his voice sound all over the place.

And in the process, Luo's real spell was constantly fluctuating, sometimes burning like a flame, sometimes smooth as a stream, sometimes manic as a wind, sometimes as exciting as a thunderbolt, making his spirituality seem so upside down, up and down, so amazing.

If the average person watches here, it will only feel that the ritual in front of them is sacred and solemn.

But falling into the eyes of a Yin Yang master with a ghost talent is an appalling scene.

Because, with the inspiration of spirituality and curse, the world around the heavens began to change.

It is as if an invisible surface had come here and, like a slow overlap in the present world, had a terrible smell that was simply invisible to the naked eye.

What kind of smell is that?

Psychic?

Qi?

No, no, no.

If you must describe it, you can only describe it in one word.

--" Divine Qi ".

That way, we can describe it as if we were replacing the world.

Notice this breath, whether Natsume or Dalian Temple Bell Deer opened their eyes, don't say hold their breath, even the heartbeat stopped.

“Boom!”

At that time, the sound of burning sounded again, waking Natsume and Dalian Temple Suzuka.

Two teenage girls found out that in Roseanne's hand, the one full of congratulations burned, turned into a flame and disappeared into his hands.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding divinity suddenly surged, turning into the spiritual energy of the sky, like a bright column of light, rushing straight into the sky and not into the night sky.

“Boom, boom...”

In the roar, the night sky that injected the columns began to roll.

A black-pressed vortex appears there, like a gate to the other world, and the center of the void glows.

At this moment, both Natsume and Dalian Temple Bell Deer have a feeling.

A feeling as if the soul could be sucked away.

Luo Zhen also looked at the sky, staring at the vortex, his eyes slightly flashed.

At this moment, Ro can really feel that deep in his soul, the one engraved there only in the form of a record makes the demon vibrate collectively as if it sensed something.

What is more, even the "miracles" directly related to his soul trembled slightly a few times, emitting a faint light.

That tells Rosen.

The other side of the vortex is another world.

A world where only the soul is allowed, and only the god is allowed.

Yes, it is.

Just like in the world of Chaldea, there was a record of the spirits, a history of the gods, and fantasies of being inside and outside.

If it were in the Chaldean world, the whirlpool in front of it would drive all magicians crazy.

Because if you go through there, you can reach the outside of the world, to the Vortex of the Roots.

Unfortunately, this is not a charade, that is, there is no "roots", there is no "seat" concept, this vortex leads only to the underworld, to the heavens.

And humans cannot pass through there, only the soul can enter it.

And once you get in there, of course, you'll never come back.

At that time, either it will be completely transformed into a part of the world, or even the concept of existence will disappear without a third possibility.

So, not long later, Luo's real soul stabilized, and the ring worn on his wrist calmed down, as if he was no longer interested in the miracle in front of him.

Naturally, that includes Rojin.

“--Please welcome the spirit of Dalian Teriya...”

Luo Zhen sang his final message in peace.

In the sky, in that black-pressed whirlpool, countless lights were poured down and lit on the altar.

Not long after...

“Suzuka...? ”

The voice of a strange and childish teenager rang with a little confusion.

When I heard the sound, Dalian Temple Bell Deer opened its eyes and wet.

“Brother! ”

Dalian Temple Bell Deer rushes to the altar like a cry.

Years later, the fateful brothers and sisters were finally reunited.

............

Royal mountain, beneath the foot of the mountain.

Luo Zhen and Natsume followed the highway, came down from the top of the mountain, and waited quietly for the return of Dalian Temple Suzuka.

The ceremony was successful.

Now the spirit of Dalian Temple Riya has arrived and is talking to Dalian Temple Suzuka.

In order not to disturb these brothers and sisters, Rojin and Natsume left together.

“The ceremony will last a while, so grasp it. ”

Leaving such a message to Dalian Temple Bell Deer, Luo Zhen no longer presided over the ceremony and came to the foot of the mountain with his own eyes.

That being said, even below the foot of the mountain, the two can still feel the vibrant and spectacular spiritual fluctuations on the top of the mountain.

Such spectacular spiritual fluctuations must be like a blazing bear fire in the dark, must attract the attention of all the yin and yang divisions around the area?

“This ceremony is too much movement, even if the boundaries are laid down, I'm afraid you can't hide it. The nearby Yin Yang master will surely find that there is no way to get past the level. ”

Luo Zhen looked at the direction of the top of the mountain. It had nothing to do with his emotions.

“Well... that's why I said don't do it! ”

Natsume seemed to be still in jealousy, but I had also been looking in the direction of the top of the mountain, and my eyes flashed with colour.

There's no way.

For a miracle that happens in front of you, as long as it's the Yin Yang Master, you can't resist it.

I can see with my own eyes the rituals of sacrifice that the Earthmen have long passed down. I'm sure Natsume will find it very satisfying, too?

Together, the two servants looked in the direction of the top of the mountain and engaged in a conversation without tension.

“I wonder what the Imperial Tarzan King's Festival looks like? ”

“I don't know. After all, only the night light has used it. ”

“But the night light is also based on the" Tarzan Emperor's Festival "handed down from generation to generation, right? Prove the difference? ”

“I don't know, but don't you try? ”

“......... ”

“No! Go! Try it! ”

“... got it. ”

The two of them had this conversation, and it looked like they were having a bit of a nervous breakthrough.

“Nah, Autumn View. ”

After a while, Natsume suddenly spoke.

“If I die in the future, will you resurrect me like a Dalian Temple Bell deer, despite all forbidden practices? ”

Natsume suddenly asked such a question.

Rojington turned around and looked at Natsume.

Natsume also turned her head and looked at Luo Zhen.

They gaze at each other, staring at each other.

“Will you? ”

Natsume carries an unknown emotion and asks softly.

Rumor has it that Ro had no choice but to follow his heart and make this answer.

“Yes.”

Ro really spit out such a word.

Although there is only one word, the emotions it carries are equally abundant.

“Really?”

Summer eyes became lower, while looking at Roseanne's eyes became gentler.

The two turned their heads and looked back towards the top of the mountain.

Not far away, fireworks are blooming.