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These are all rituals for sacrifice, each of which contains soul power is not inferior to Femis Ling Festival.
"Time is coming." Beliv looked at the crystal dome, and the sun was about to completely coincide with the lush pattern.
Gudal took the four rituals and said, "Let me be left below."
Beliv did not intend to say anything and retreated directly aside.
Gudal came to the statue around Geer and pierced the ceremony from a special socket above the statue head.
After all the four rituals were pierced into the statue's body, in an instant, all the statues lit up, exuding soft light outward.
In Geel's eyes, the four rituals seem to be a bar switch, which directly starts some functions of the statue. When the rituals and statues are strictly combined with everything, the energy river in the statue of the statue seems to be a hundred times accelerated by a hundred times acceleration.
The speed, crazy rushing in the channel.
The floor and the throne also lit up, and the stripes are filled with light. Not only is the Gree's side, the same is true of the seats where the wax corpse and Camerita are located.
"Start." Gudal whispered, and he was about to go forward to complete the last step.
Suddenly, at this time, there were several sharp horn sounds from outside. The horn sound was very rapid and the interval was very short. It seemed to bring the anxious mood of the person.
The people of the Holy Spirit taught at the same time looked at the direction of the horn.
"This is a signal that is urgently needed. It should be that the aid of the witch has arrived." Beliv faced Gudal, and said, "I can go in the past, you continue to host the ceremony."
"Well, Natalia, Betalman. You are there, I just have to be alone." Gudal nodded, and immediately made a decision, "I gave it to you, Beliv."
"Rest assured. I must get enough time." As soon as the voice fell, Beliv walked directly to the outside of the hall.
Natalia and Betalman also hurriedly followed.
Geer watched the movement of the Holy Spirit. The people in the Holy Spirit taught him that he had never responded, thinking that he had already confessing, but for him, he abandoned it in his dictionary and seized the body. He had similar experiences.
He knew that this was another war, a war in the soul, and he didn't think he would fail to fail. At that time, it depends on his own means.
Gudal took out a golden round cup, and Geer immediately found the corresponding name in the database -praying, the heirs of the Dandison family. It was also something he had intended to go to Emlock to see.
Holding the blessing to the beside the stone bed where the waxing corpse, Gudal took out a small knife, and it was a stroke to his wrist. The blood suddenly came out and flowed into the golden round cup below.
As soon as I came into contact with the blood, the golden round cup named Blessing began to change the color, and the entire cup began to exude the red light. The golden surface also turned into golden red.
Looking at the passage of the blood in his body, Gudal seemed to be not his own body, without any expression, and looked at the blood indifferently in the cup. At the moment when the cup was full, he was quickly filled.
Hold down the wound, take out the medicine and bandage prepared in advance to deal with the wounds, then raise the cup and look at the crystal dome.
At that moment, the lush pattern of the sun and the second stage coincided with it.
Gudal immediately placed the blessing in a groove in the top of the stone bed. Then he quickly retreated to the hall.
After a while, the sound of the rock moved came out, and the prayer of blessings sank as a whole. Just exposed the surface of the stone bed, and Gel clearly saw it.
I can't see it clearly.
At the same time, the sound of prayers began to sound inexplicably, and the energy on the texture on the stone bed also began to become red, and quickly transmitted towards the periphery.
Also covered a layer of red light.
ah!!!
A weird screaming sounded abruptly, and countless figures came out of the four statues. Take a closer look, that are all virtual shadows.
Just like a large vortex, the three people are constantly rotating.
Suddenly, Geer couldn't see anything, everything around him disappeared, everything could not be seen, he began to fall, and he kept falling, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.
"Come on, I want to see if you don't grab this body!"
Gel closed his eyes, all the past passed in front of his eyes, and then consciously turned into darkness. Only the bright soul crystals in the sea flashed endless light, maintaining a clear place in consciousness.
Nympho
"Wow! Wow! Wow ..."
The baby's crying sound constantly sounded, but what attracted the laughter of a middle -aged man around him.
"My son, my blood, you will be the heir of the Scorching Sun dynasty. Come on the rulers of this world, come and accept the cheers from your subjects. Today, the whole world will whisper your name, Imo
Rice, you will be the only king in this world ... "
The middle -aged man proudly raised the baby's facing the sun. Under the sun, the baby turned to cry.
On the bed, a pale beautiful woman leaned against the back of the window, watching the pair of father and son, showing a happy smile.
Nympho
Imoris grew up day by day. When he was eight years old, he was already a strong guy. He was very naughty and was energetic. From time to time, he would make some prank.
But on the other hand, he also showed kindness, enthusiasm, upright, brave, etc. under the good family education, etc., and other people who have the good quality of all the world have made all the subjects who have seen him believe that he will become an excellent
The prince will also become an excellent lord.
It is just for Imoris, he feels that he is lonely. Father and king have been fighting abroad, and he can't return a few home a year. After giving birth to him, his mother was bed in bed all year round.
His time is also very small. Imoris has been very smart since he was a child. In order to make his mother and his father happy, he followed those who taught his teachers to act well.
The praise of contact with his teachers. It has also become the pride of his father, Wang Beisharafa.
But Imles is just a child. In the palace that lacks his companion, he inevitably feels lonely. Those prank were also deliberately made when he was alone.
Finally, one day, Imoris decided to make a friend himself. After the class, he sneaked into his father's study. A stolen thing was stolen.
Be careful along the way to avoid the waitress and guards. Imles came to the back garden and stopped before a small tree.
This tree is just an ordinary Sequoia. When he was one year old, he planted it with the help of his mother. Although he no longer remembered the situation at that time, the best "friend" in the palace was it.
Whether it is studying or having difficulties to encounter difficulties, or if he encounters something unhappy, he will come to find it. At that time, his mood would soon be better.
Spreading his palms, Imoris looked at the black crystals on the palm of the hand. After looking at it, he could only be regarded as a small tree in front of him.
, But how do you use it for you? You have no mouth ... "
Suddenly Imoris shouted happily: "By the way, you have no mouth, I will make one for you!"
After speaking, Imles took out an exception to his birthday to him with a six -year -old birthday father -a golden knife operated on the tree.
After a few minutes, Yimles carefully carved a mouth of a mouth on the tree and dug out an empty cavity.
"There seems to be something wrong ..." Imles frowned, dragging his chin in his right hand to look at the trees that were cosmetic in front of him, and suddenly realized: "By the way. How can there be only mouth and nose!
"
Just do it, and soon Imoris gave the young Sequoia added to the eyes and nose.
"Well, that's it, oh. By the way, this will be for you." Imoris looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and then put the black crystal into the "mouth" of the tree.
The moment the black crystal touched the tree body, a huge light suddenly spread to the four weeks, and in the eyes of Imles, the crystal was incorporated into the tree's body at that moment, disappearing.
Then, a roar sounded abruptly, even covering the entire palace.
The abnormal abnormalities of the Hou Garden naturally attracted the attention of the guards nearby. They rushed from all sides at the fastest speed. As a result, when they arrived, they saw their prince Yimles holding a Sequoia loudly loudly loudly.
Laugh.
"Mutombo, Mutombo, you really live. Hahaha, I want to name you the Duke of the Duke!"
And Sequoia also shakes the tree as if in response, the part of the engraved face really has the same face as people, and it is full of naive.
Nympho
Naturally, Imoris could not hide it. When the first moment of the king Besta Fhara came back, he knew about it.
Early in the morning the next day, Bezushara took his son Imoris to a high cliff by the royal garden, facing the rising sun.
"Imoris, you see, the place where the sun can follow is our country. The rule of a king is the same as the sun.
Next, and you will be the new king. "
"Are this all mine?"
"Yes, everything about the sun is yours."
"What about the place that can't be taken?"
"It's not yours for the time being, unless you can let the sun shine there."
"Oh, I thought I could do whatever I want when I was a king."
"You are wrong, no one in the world can completely want to do whatever he wants, including the king."
"Can't you?"
"Of course not, all the lives in the world have their own value. You have to respect them and cannot change them at will, including that tree."
"Oh, father, but ... but ... I'm lonely, I think ... someone talks with me, and ... I think ... it will be happy."
"Imoris, my child, I proudly watched you grow up day by day and grew into an excellent prince. In the future, it will be an excellent king. But, remember, we have always been with strength and wisdom.
At the same time, you must learn to use your strong power carefully, but the real victory has never been obtained by relying on strength. One day, my life will reach the end point, and you will be crowned. "
"I know ... but ... Motombo ... it ..."
Bezosfala held Yimles's shoulder and rubbed it hard, "This time, don't commit it again next time."
"Well." Imoris nodded happily.
Nympho
The next day, Imoris saw her in the study, and she was difficult to describe her.
"Imoris, this is Hilgel, she will always be with you in the future ..." Bezosfala stood aside.
Yimlez stunned, and a smile appeared on his face after a moment, reaching out to this girl who couldn't get much larger than herself, "I am Imoris, please give me more advice in the future."
The girl blinked herme -like eyes, as if she was thinking, but she still stretched out her hand and held it with Imoris.
That year, Imoris was eight years old, and Hilgis was ten years old.