As a black light entered the room, Snow, who was lying on the bed, immediately jumped up, closed the window tightly, then stretched out his hand and gently scratched the little guy's chin.
As the little guy let out a soft hum of "Mea~", the originally extremely agile eyes gradually lost their unearthly look, leaving only a little bit of shrewdness, proving that this kitten is no ordinary.
Snow smiled and rubbed the little guy's head to replenish the cat's energy, and then took out a bag of cat food from the suitcase. After the little guy started eating, Snow started to lose focus again.
Although the plan had been made long ago, he still hesitated when it came time to actually implement it.
I have to admit that this is a risky move. Compared with letting Triss snatch the Antigonus family's notes, and using a time lag to kill Heinason Fancent and Sirius Arepis, it is better.
It would be dangerous to face Dunn Smith directly in a dream.
If you don't pay attention, what awaits you next will be the basement of the Church of the Goddess of the Night.
but……
"There is no other choice."
Snow spread his arms and fell backwards, lying on the bed in a large shape. Counting it, it has been a month since he traveled through time.
In other words, it has been a month since he drank the secret prayer potion.
One month is not a long time for most extraordinary people, but for the secret prayers of the Aurora Society, it is a very dangerous period of time.
The reason lies in the acting method.
The impersonation method is a precious treasure for most extraordinary people. With this skill, they can more safely avoid the risk of losing control, but for secret practitioners, the impersonation method is a big pitfall.
Because the secret prayer rules are too straightforward——
As its name suggests, as long as you are pious and pray to the hidden existence.
As a member of the extreme cult organization Aurora Society, it is obvious who to pray to.
But the problem lies precisely here.
As a true God with sequence zero, the True Creator is also among the top secret existences that can be prayed to. Because of this, the feedback from praying to him is simply perfect, even if it is
No matter how stupid the secret prayer person is, as long as he sincerely prays to him, he will be able to completely digest the magic potion in less than two months.
But on the other hand, if there is any secret prayer person who has not completed digestion after two months...
That means he is not religious enough.
As for an extreme cult group like the Aurora Society, if it is labeled as ungodly, the consequences can be imagined.
During this month, Feng Xuezhi also tried to imitate Mr. Ke and pray to himself, trying to respond to himself through the character of the white horse and the non-horse, so as to get feedback. However, he did not know that it was because his path did not belong to this.
The world, or he knew in his heart that he was not a high-ranking being, or it was for other reasons. In short, although Snow could use the power of white horses and non-horses to make spells, the feedback he received was minimal.
Later, he also thought about whether he could find other acting rules, such as preaching. Although it cannot be said to be useless, it is still better than nothing. To this day, the digestion progress of Snow's potion is less than one-tenth.
.
Even Mr. Ke, who had been a god for three years and the protagonist of five years ago, spent a month and a half playing the role of Sequence Nine. This month that has passed has already become the deadline that Snow set for himself.
Now, everything has not turned around yet, and it is finally time for him to make a decision.
After sealing the room with a spiritually infused silver coin, Snow pulled out the three-hundred-year-old silver knife and inserted it on the table. Then, he took the initiative to turn on White Horse and Fei Ma, activating the ability to secretly change concepts.
Feeling the spirituality in his body begin to vibrate, Snow began to recite silently in his heart——
"Derrick was able to directly pray to Mr. Fool by relying on the ancient object in his hand. The knife in my hand is also an ancient object, so I can also directly pray to Mr. Fool through this knife."
After reciting this sentence silently several times, this sentence began to turn into layers of whispers echoing in Snow's ears. Along with the stinging pain in his brain, a trace of connection began to intersect somewhere between the dagger and the spirit world.
, and Snow also began to recite the lines he had prepared -
"Great existence, I pray for your response, I pray for your attention."
…
"Praying again?" Klein, who was still feeling helpless about not being able to understand foreign languages, was about to leave the gray fog when he discovered that another crimson star began to shrink and expand.
"There won't be another one speaking Ancient Dragon Language this time, right?"
Klein secretly cursed in his heart, but still chose to extend his spirituality and touch the crimson star. Then, a blurry and distorted picture appeared in his field of vision——
It was a young man with vaguely black hair, and in front of him, there should be a pure silver dagger.
Above his head, a white cloud that looked like a horse was looming. It was unknown whether it was due to the sequence or the influence of some extraordinary item.
This young man is wearing relatively homely clothes, and the surrounding environment is simple and clean, but judging from the furnishings in the house, it should be a guest room in a hotel.
Klein originally planned to observe again, but as the young man's voice reached his ears, he immediately lost interest in watching because he heard a few words that hit his heart heavily - "The evil god is about to come to Tingen.
"
However, when he planned to listen carefully, he suddenly found that the young man had stood up and said in a frustrated tone:
"It failed again. Is this ritual really effective? Do I need to report it to the True God Church? But I have already... Or, give up the glory of the Panridax family and join the evil god... No, no! No matter what, I can't report it to the True God.
The Creator prays…”
Seeing the young man's words becoming more and more hysterical, and even the language he used changing from Ancient Hermes to Common Loen, Klein's brows furrowed. He couldn't think of the slightly familiar surname Penridax for a moment.
He got up, but he understood the words "Zhengshen Church", "Report", "True Creator", etc., and combined with the previous sentence that the evil god will come to Tingen, a strong sense of crisis suddenly emerged in his heart.
However, this young man has already left the state of praying. It will not take long for this link to be broken. It seems impossible to obtain information by secret observation.
Taking a deep breath, Klein tapped the edge of the long bronze table, already making a decision in his heart——
Although it was a bit reckless, he had to figure it out as it related to Tingen.
…
"Did you fail? It's really impossible to succeed at one time. How about doing something big tonight, and then use it as an opportunity to sell it to Mr. Fool tomorrow?" After performing a set of plays, Snow still didn't notice any changes.
He was a little frustrated, but he had already calculated that he would fail. With the mentality of putting on a show, he returned to the table and was about to pull out the dagger when he suddenly saw an explosion in the dagger.
A group of deep red light.
This light was like running water, instantly drowning Snow's figure. When he recovered his thinking ability, he found that he was already in the towering power supply supported by huge stone pillars, an ancient and mottled bronze
The long table stretched out in front of him. On the opposite side of the long table, a figure shrouded in gray mist was looking at him with eyes that were difficult to judge.
