Mystery: The Extraordinary Journey Starting from an Angel

"You'd better not blow that copper whistle and drive the messenger. This will bring great danger. Wait until I completely recover my memory and figure out what that experience means before I try again."

"The feathers you mentioned left by the owner of the bronze whistle can be used in the realm of the dead. They are unique and spiritual materials. When I recall more, I will compile some rituals and spell knowledge for you to use it. Speaking of this matter, I remembered that you asked about the method of removing the mental pollution from the extraordinary characteristics. This probably needs to wait for a while. At least so far, I am blank in this regard. "

“Also, I vaguely remember that in the Southern Continent, there is a strange creature called the Feathered Man.

"It's best to make a certain seal on that card, otherwise it may attract powerful enemies and many disasters to you. I can give you some techniques. It's not too difficult. The first one is the improved spiritual wall..."

Sure enough, the card of blasphemy has a convergence effect after being opened...

Fortunately, I was lost in the gray fog before...

According to Mr. Azik's description, he should not be the amnesiac God of Death, otherwise there would be no saying that he looked up to the Blood Emperor and the Black Emperor... He is the descendant of the God of Death, and he followed that god to participate in the "War of the Four Emperors". Unfortunately, It should be like this if you were severely traumatized... As Klein thought, he created a flame and burned the letter.

Then he tried the sealing technique and became proficient in the knowledge Azik taught in the letter.

After doing all this, he held a ceremony and brought the "Black Emperor" card and the bronze whistle of the Spiritual Religion into the mysterious space above the gray fog, eliminating any possibility of accidents.

There is no doubt that Klein is unwilling to suddenly encounter the "King of the Five Seas" Nast on the sea.

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In the early morning, the sun jumped above the horizon, dyeing the distance golden.

Klein went to the second-class cabin buffet, which did not have rich food, ate two pieces of toast with bacon and butter, and drank a cup of lemon black tea.

After filling his stomach, he went out on the deck to breathe in the fresh air and enjoy the morning view.

At this time, he saw Captain Ireland coming back drunk, and the straight sword he was wearing was shaky.

Thinking of what happened last night, Klein walked over and said without smiling:

"Good morning."

"White Shark didn't give you any trouble, did he?

"He should have found out that I was a passenger on the White Onyx."

Ireland, who was wearing a dark red coat, took off the boat-shaped hat on his head and laughed:

"This is his own problem.

"Actually, he asked you to pay half of the bar repair cost, but it's not much, just a few soles. It just so happened that I won 6 pounds last night, so I gave you a little extra tip, and the matter is over."

Captain, are you afraid that I, a crazy adventurer, will make things worse for the sake of face, so you just take the responsibility yourself? Klein was silent for a few seconds and said:

"I see."

Then, he turned around and walked towards the bow of the ship again, leaving behind a very soft words:

"Thanks."

Returning to his previous position, Klein felt the sea breeze blowing against his face and slowly exhaled. He felt that it was too damn difficult to create a concave character.

After the wind blew for a while, he was about to return to the cabin when suddenly two figures appeared beside him, it was sister and brother Donna and Denton.

Cecil, who was charged with protecting them, was swimming a few steps away.

Donna obviously didn't sleep well last night. Her eyes were a little swollen and her face was quite gloomy. However, she was very energetic. She was imitating Klein's example of looking at the scenery, but her eyes were moving flexibly.

Just when Denton, who was in a similar state to her, was about to speak, she said first:

"Uncle, last night, that one last night, who was that?"

While speaking, she looked forward without turning her head, but her body trembled slightly, as if she recalled the scene she saw at that time.

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Olvia here began to recall the rituals of the Night Goddess, although she had summoned the Night Goddess Amanysis in the dock area before.

However, today is different from the past.

The eyes of the former goddess of the night were still fixed on herself. Although she had become conscious, she was still the vessel of the goddess on the whole.

However, I'm afraid Amanisis can't take care of herself now!

Therefore, Olvia planned to change the ritual method.

She remembered the ritual that Old Neil used to solve the debt problem.

This ritual is good. Although the goddess of the night may not respond to her, she may still look at her.

However, just in case, Olvia took out the level 0 sealed object that Amanisis had given her before.

She had studied it carefully before, and she knew that this thing also had the ability to change its appearance.

She quickly changed her appearance to something ordinary, and then started her own ritual.

After a while, everything was ready.

Olvia picked up the crimson candle from the side and said to herself:

"It's really troublesome to have candles made with moonflower, crimson sandalwood, etc."

"But there is no other way. After all, this thing symbolizes the goddess's identity as the Crimson Lord in ritual magic."

Hmm~

"Hmm~ Candles made of night vanilla, deep sleep flower, etc. symbolize the dark night."

Olvia recalled it in her memory, picked up the black candle on the ground, and placed it on the upper left side of the round table, and the red one on the upper right side.

What's next?

Olvia touched her chin and thought for a moment, then held the third candle.

This is a candle that symbolizes ‘me’, a very ordinary candle.

But only some mint was added, rose, lemon, mint, moonflower, night herb and deep sleep flower and other plants.

The three candles, on the other hand, also symbolize the body, spirituality and divinity of each person.

Then he took out the prepared "full moon essential oil", a cauldron engraved with the dark holy emblem, a silver knife with gorgeous patterns, a cup of water, and a dish of coarse salt.

Olivia stood still and her eyes quickly turned deep, and an invisible wind began to swirl around her.

She was silent for a while, and in the order from left to right, from top to bottom, she rubbed the spirit and the material, and lit the three candles in turn.

Then, she picked up a silver knife, inserted it into the coarse salt, and recited the spell written in Hermetic language:

"I sanctify you, pure silver blade!"

"I cleanse and purify you, so that you can serve me in the ceremony!"

...

"In the name of the goddess of night, the Lord of Crimson,"

"You are sanctified!"

After a series of short and powerful ancient words, Olivia pulled out the silver knife, inserted it into the glass of water, and then lifted it up, pointing it to the space outside the round table.

She pointed the tip of the knife at the outer circle, then took a step and walked around the round table. With each step, the silver knife sprayed spirituality, connected with the air, forming a sealed wall.

After one circle, the altar was isolated from the surroundings.

Olivia stood in front of the round table, put down the silver knife, picked up the bottle of "Full Moon Essential Oil", and dripped three drops on the black, crimson and ordinary candles respectively.

Zi!

A faint mist filled the air, and everything seemed to become mysterious.

Olivia put down the glass bottle, picked up a piece of parchment, was silent for two minutes, then took the quill pen and drew a symbol for help on the eyelid paper.

Then she took the parchment in one hand and tapped her brow with the other hand to open the spiritual vision.

Another invisible and vigorous power radiated, and Olivia chanted in a low voice:

"I pray for the power of the night;"

"I pray for the power of crimson;"

"I pray for the favor of the goddess;"