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Text Chapter 124: The Power of Ritual

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    A spar carrying the mythical blood of wisdom and power was attached to Sang De'an's forehead. As the messenger of God urged the power in the spar, the silver mythical blood immediately became active.

    "Gift of power."

    Sang De'an floated directly in mid-air, and silver fluorescent light poured into his body from all directions.

    He saw the figure of Stan Tito, and also saw another, older shadow.

    Two people surrounded him, as if whispering in his ear.

    at last.

    Be one with him.

    The messenger of God told Sandean: "Now."

    "You have inherited the power of two generations of saints from Stan Tito and the great poet, and there are not many people who are more powerful than you in the power of wisdom and authority in the kingdom of Hince."

    Sunderan was not agitated, and his expression was even calm.

    The messenger of God asked him: "Why don't you feel excited, with such a powerful force, can't it excite you?"

    Son Dean said: "This is not my power, this is the power of the saints."

    "And I'm just keeping this power temporarily."

    "It does not belong to a certain person, it is something that realizes the hopes and dreams of two generations of saints, and it is the power to promote the future of Heinsay."

    Sand'an looked into the goblin's eyes: "So I know how to use it, and it is absolutely impossible to abuse it."

    "I won't be complacent because I own it, and I won't lose myself because of its power."

    The messenger of God was surprised: "I understand a little bit why Stan Tito chose you."

    Sang De'an left the kingdom of fairies with the envoy of God, and they took the ferryman's boat all the way through the fantasy star sea of ??the dream world.

    They finally came to the edge of the dream world and saw the magical sun.

    The messenger of God approached the sun, and the sun in the dream revealed its inner outline little by little.

    It was a golden sacred cup.

    Sang De'an was so blinded by the dazzling light that he couldn't open his eyes, only the power emanating from his spirit faintly sensed the situation outside.

    "What's this?"

    The goblin of the dream told him.

    "This is something sent back by the great poet, you should know its name."

    "Sacred Artifact¡ªGod's Cup."

    Sang De'an didn't dare to speak anymore. He had seen it in the great poet "The Last Chapter" and knew that the great poet went to the Kingdom of God to return this artifact left in the world.

    Facing such a divine thing, he did not dare to raise his head.

    It is a great honor for a humble person like him to come here to bathe in the light of the artifact.

    At least he himself thinks so.

    But the goblin watched the sun turn slowly, and didn't speak until the cup of god turned to the other side.

    "Have you seen the divine text written on it?"

    "The cup of God carries the dream of the gods, which is the law of the world, but there is another thing engraved on the wall of the cup."

    "This is the contract of the spirit world, or you can also call it the Holy Grail contract."

    He only raised his head when he heard the messenger of God asking him to look over.

    Sang De'an tried his best to look at the radiant artifact, and finally vaguely saw the words on it. It was more like a vast and three-dimensional thing than words.

    Just by taking a look at it, he felt unimaginably complicated information pouring into his head, as if it was going to burst his head.

    "What is a contract in the spirit world?"

    Sang De'an asked the messenger of God with dodge eyes.

    Envoy of God: "It is Stan Tito who signed the contract for all the intelligent beings in the mortal world and the kingdom of God. It is also he who gave up the power of destruction and prayed to God for the power of creation."

    "If a mortal wants to use the power in the kingdom of gods, he must communicate with the existence in the kingdom of gods through the cup of God and the contract of the spirit world. He is also a fairy in the kingdom of fairies."

    "As long as the contract is in place, the Sanye people can borrow the fantasy and creative power of the goblin through contracts and rituals."

    "Of course, the premise is that a price must be paid."

    Sunderan immediately noticed the key to this sentence: "The price?"

    The messenger of God nodded: "Of course, anything borrowed must be paid for."

    "The power of the ritual is that youbsp; He systematically studied the division of power and energy, and how to sign a contract in the spirit world.

    at last.

    He has only just begun to learn and practice about the power of ritual.

    The ceremony is divided into three steps. The first step is to draw the ritual array. On the ritual array, there are part of the contract of the spirit world, and at the same time, the real name of the goblin.

    The second step requires the preparation of materials. Rituals with different effects require different materials, such as Iron Ritual and Pottery Ritual. One needs to prepare ore, and the other only needs to prepare soil.

    The third step is to activate the ritual array, which requires the spiritual power of the Sanye people to guide and shape it, and the final things will be shaped into different shapes according to the ideas of the ritual host.

    He left the goblin library and found a place outside.

    He drew out the ritual array, and looked at the long scroll for a long time before confirming it.

    "That's right, the contract of the spirit world, the real name of the goblin, and the name of the ceremony are all right."

    He didn't draw a ladle according to the gourd, but wrote down every corresponding part of the ritual array, why he drew it like this, and he remembered clearly what would happen if he made a mistake.

    Next, he fiddled with the casting materials.

    "Materials areum"

    "I need these kinds of ores, and I need to add some oil? Why?"

    "Water is still needed? What's the point?"

    There are some places where Sunderan can figure it out, but there are some places where he still feels at a loss.

    But he still started the ceremony.

    The phantom of a dream egg floats above the magic circle, and the golden light rotates alternately in this space.

    Those materials all melted in an instant, twisted and fused together.

    at last.

    Composition becomes something else.

    He actually conjured the rumored Luhe treasure, and then shaped it into a Luhe sword.

    He swung it a few times, and felt that his Ruhe sword seemed to be sharper, harder and more resistant to corrosion. After all, he used several different ores and other materials.

    The first time he tried the success of the ritual power pair, that feeling was an unparalleled excitement for Sun De'an.

    Much more exciting than when he got the power of the saints.

    "I succeeded."

    "I succeeded."

    "I really learned."

    "The power of ritual, the power of hope."

    "Ha ha ha ha."

    "This is hope, and I am the light."

    He was so happy that he danced and ran like a lunatic in the kingdom of fairies, frightening the fairies flying in the sky and floating on the ground.

    "Crazy crazy."

    "That clover man is crazy again."

    "The Sanye people are scary."

    The goblins hid from Sang De'an one after another, looking at the three leaf people who were crazy and dancing.

    "They're all stupid."

    "Well, we are still smart."

    On the signboard of the Goblin Library, a whole row of goblins crowded together side by side, their little heads nodding neatly.

    Excitement comes quickly and dissipates quickly.

    Sang De'an immediately calmed down his excitement, returned to the goblin library, and began to learn about rituals.

    It was not enough to succeed one, he knew that he had to memorize and learn all the rituals, because each one was a treasure bestowed by the gods to the Sanye people.

    In the next few days, Sunderan succeeded one after another.

    "The Ceremony of Tao."

    "The Ritual of Iron."

    "The Ritual of Weaving."

    ""

    He not only made swords, but also made mirrors, clay pots, glass, and silk fabrics. One after another, things that had never been seen in the world of three leaves were born in his hands.

    It didn't take long to stay in the kingdom of fairies, and Sand'an learned one ritual after another here at an unimaginably fast speed.

    at the same time.

    His journey of fantasy and miracle is finally coming to an end.  </div&gt
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