The morning sun has risen, and the earth is bright.

In this light, the strange grandeur of the circle on the rocks seemed out of place with its surroundings.

In the circle, "His Majesty the Pope" Clifton was sweating profusely, and even the white robe on his body was almost soaked with sweat, constantly looking around anxiously, his face full of panic.

The Ascension Ceremony shouldn't have lasted so long!

In his past experience, the ascension ceremony should begin at the moment when the morning sun rises, and then end at the moment when the bright red morning sun is completely out of the horizon, which is about two minutes before and after.

But now more than twenty minutes have passed, the sun has fully risen, and the ritual is still going on.

The "spirits" extracted from those treasures and victims had long been urged by the circle to merge with Natalia. But the strange thing is that after doing this in the past, the ascended should have quickly come to their senses, absorb those spirits to complete the transformation, and improve their life level, but Natalia did not do this, she fused with those spirits, but she never had the intention of waking up.

Now at the end of the formation, there was still only a thick, spinning and dazzling pride. I can't even see the slightest human form in it.

Clifton had never seen such a situation, but even if he thought about it, he could guess it—very bad!

Is it good for a person to have his own body scattered and merged into a great mass of spirit?

Of course not!

Although a person who practices the art of formlessness does not care whether he can maintain his human form or not, and even the ultimate goal is to become an inhuman being. But before you can reach a certain level of cultivation, you still need at least a shell to wrap your soul and allow yourself to survive in the world.

Natalia's current situation can only exist in the magic circle. Once the circle is left or destroyed, that large mass of spirits will spread in a short period of time, and eventually merge into all things in heaven and earth.

As for herself, of course, she is dead.

But Clifton couldn't let her die!

If she died, what would happen to others, he didn't know, but he definitely wanted to bury her himself!

So although he was full of panic, he knew exactly what he was going to do now - try to maintain the circle and wait for a possible turnaround.

As for whether there will be a turnaround...... Then it just depends on God's will......

Clifton's thoughts, others naturally don't understand, especially Pan Long outside the magic circle, who is even more confused.

"Does it take so long for this world's ascension ceremony?" he couldn't help but ask Douglas, "Is it going to be a day and a night until the morning sun rises tomorrow?"

Douglas's face was gloomy, and the worry in his eyes couldn't be hidden at all: "My lord, as far as I know, the ascension ceremony in our world should not take much time. ”

In a deep voice, he said, "If it's the kind of ritual that makes people meditate and practice in the ashram, maybe it really lasts for a long time." But now this ceremony, the place is in the wilderness, with the help of the power of the rising sun, and in the process of ascension, people will be scattered and transformed into pure spiritual ...... This situation is definitely not going to last!"

He sighed, his face full of worry: "Once you lose your human form for too long, the 'spirit' is likely to forget what it was really like. At that time, even if the promotion is successful, it may not be a person who is condensed again, but it is more likely to be some kind of supernatural existence - according to the investigation and research of the Prevention and Suppression Bureau, more than one powerful monster was born through this method. ”

Pan Long frowned: "You mean to say that there was an accident in the promotion ceremony?"

"That's how it should be. I think it may be that Clifton extracted too many 'spirits', causing Natalia to be difficult to digest and fuse for a while, although she tried to maintain her consciousness, her body was not enough to withstand the impact of such a huge 'spirit', so that she melted into the wave of 'spirits'. Douglas frowned, but was helpless, "Now she is probably still trying to digest and merge those 'spirits'...... But this should have been something that should have been done slowly after the promotion ceremony, and it should definitely not be wasted at this moment!"

"Then why did she do that?"

"Because she has no choice, unless she completely digests and fuses those foreign 'spirits', she will not be able to spare the strength to reshape her body. Douglas sighed, "Now the circle is her shell, and with this temporary shell, she can do that." Otherwise, her spirit would have collapsed long ago!"

Pan Long nodded slightly, understanding the current problem.

I don't know if it was Clifton exerting too much force or something else, but in short, Natalia received a "spirit" far beyond what was needed for a normal ascension ritual. Under the impact of these "spirits", her body was scattered, and her spirit was almost dissipated. At the moment, she was trying her best to maintain her spirit to complete the process of digesting those foreign "spirits", so she didn't care about the body.

Now that the promotion ceremony has actually been completed, Natalia has indeed been promoted. It's just that she's overwhelmed and needs time to digest.

As for when she will recover...... It depends on when she can integrate those foreign "spirits", even if she can't digest them, at least she must no longer be bothered by them.

It's hard, and no one can tell how long it will take.

What's even worse is that it is her own business to integrate and digest foreign "spirits", and others can't help at all.

Once an outside powerhouse intervenes—such as Pan Long—then it is more likely that she will not integrate and digest these spirits, but that her already precarious autonomous consciousness will naturally emulate the life form of that powerhouse.

The final result may be that she successfully fused these spirits and was successfully promoted, but she became Pan Long's appearance.

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Pan Long felt furious and a little scared.

As the saying goes, "with a blink of an eye, the old hen becomes a duck" to describe the inexplicable change in the state of affairs, if Natalia becomes Pan Long MK2 after being promoted, it is really an old hen becoming a duck!

This is absolutely not a no-go!

But what can he do now to avoid this worst-case outcome?

Pan Long fell into thought.

After a few moments, he made up his mind.

Natalia was unable to maintain her human form because her life force was not strong enough to form a shell large enough to envelop these spirits.

In that case, it's up to him to add some vitality to her!

It just so happens that he has something he has wanted to do for a long time, so he just took advantage of it to do it now!

He took a deep breath and asked the fanatics of the "Papal Crown" around him, "How long have you all been following Lord Clifton?"

The fanatics didn't want to pay attention to him, but when they saw him in the eyes, they suddenly felt that the person in front of them was incomparably great, and they were really small, and it was difficult to refuse his inquiry, and they answered honestly one by one, more honestly than their parents came to ask.

Among this group of people, even those who have joined the cult for the shortest time have been more than three years.

Pan Long frowned slightly, and asked again: "In the past few years, how many sacrifices have you enjoyed, and how many people have you killed?"

Soon, he got an answer that made him feel very bad.

In this group of people, even the most "kind" one has more than ten innocent lives on his hands - this evil church regularly holds the so-called "sacrament", and the content of the meals is extremely cruel, which is a situation where it is filmed into a video, which will make the viewer creepy and have a high probability of obtaining "fear cards".

Participating in that evil ritual, even once, is enough to make a person fall into sin. And this group of people also participated in the "communion" service at least ten times......

(Sure enough, it's a cult!These guys should be killed, none of them are good!)

Pan Long was annoyed in his heart, murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He said coldly, "Very good! Very good! In this case, I will have no psychological pressure!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands, his left hand grabbing at the cultists, and his right hand grabbing in the direction of the circle.

"Blood Firmament!

For the first time since he came into this world, he made a serious move. The powerful True Yuan used the Blood Firmament Divine Skill, and in just an instant, he absorbed all the qi and blood of those cultists, making them all turn into a dry corpse, and they fell to the ground without humming.

Clifton in the circle was a little better than them, holding on for about a second longer, but that was nothing more than a little more panic and fear, not even enough for him to find a way to retaliate.

A few seconds later, a large cloud of turbid qi and blood suspended above the circle, cleansed by the light of the rising sun, and the evil qi in it was constantly washed away.

As for the "papal crown" group...... Douglas was dealing with the wreckage, dragging them one by one to a distant downwind and piling them together.

Whether it is "His Majesty the Pope" or those fanatics who have long been controlled by him, they are just a dry corpse at the moment. Douglas took off their robes, took all the valuables, examined them carefully to make sure nothing was missing, poured gasoline from the back of the car on the pile of dried corpses, struck a match, and threw it into the pile.

The flames rose quickly, and the black smoke mixed with the stench of burning proteins quickly vanished when it was blown away by the early morning wind in the wilderness.

And above the circle, after purification and refining, filtering out all evil and distracting thoughts, that large mass of qi and blood finally turned into essence blood no more than the size of a basketball. It's bright red like a jewel, crystal clear, and you can't see even a trace of impurities, enough to make anyone who likes shiny things attract and can't take their eyes off it.

Douglas had returned, and he couldn't help but lick his lips as he stared at the bright red blood, feeling hunger and anxiety from the depths of his soul.

It is the thirst for more life force, the innate instinct of all living beings.

"This ...... Can you help her?" he asked.

"Absolutely. Pan Long said confidently, "Her current vitality is nothing more than not strong enough to wrap those spirits." They can only be restrained by the power of the circle. Then I will strengthen her life force and make her life strong enough to envelop those spirits, shall I?"

As he spoke, he controlled the ruby-like mass of essence blood to slowly fall, seeping into the dazzling grandeur that was still like a whirlpool.

As the essence blood seeped in, the arrogance and dazzling shrank rapidly, and finally all the brilliance was condensed, and only the bright red color was wrapped outside.

The bright red mass was like a puddle of mud at first, and it wriggled and writhed, slowly and hard. But gradually, he changed his form, became slender and straight, and slowly became a person.

After about ten minutes, standing in the center of the circle was Natalia, with her eyes closed, as if she was asleep standing there.

She looked much younger than before, both in terms of the contours of her face and the details of her body, she looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and she looked like she was still on campus, not at all like the female scholar who was already in her twenties before.

Douglas looked at her baby-like body, and his old face couldn't help but flush.

He pinched his nose, but blood was still coming from between his fingers, and he looked embarrassed.

Pan Long couldn't help laughing, and when he raised his hand, Douglas's nasal mucosa was immediately strengthened a lot, and the bleeding stopped.

"Don't just worry about nosebleeds. "After this ritual, Natalia has not only been promoted, but her vitality has also been greatly enhanced—the most intuitive manifestation of this is that her physical strength will be greatly enhanced." Any idea what that means?"

Douglas was a little dazed and asked, "Does that mean she's going to get strong?"

Pan Long smiled: "It means that if you don't want to become stronger, it will be easy for you to lose your husband in the future!"

Douglas's face suddenly turned redder than before, red to the point of almost bleeding.

This detective is a macho man who will never be intimidated whether he is slamming into a gangster or wielding a knife against the demon, but when it comes to this kind of topic, he is no more resistant than the average young boy.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Pan Long couldn't help but laugh.

After a while, Natalia in the circle finally opened her eyes. Her gaze was pure and thorough, but there was a faint infinite light flickering in it, and in those rays of light, there was clearly a sense of arrogance and dazzling meaning that had long disappeared in this world.

She took a deep breath and was about to say something, but suddenly realized that she was wearing nothing, hurriedly squatted down, picked up the white robe that had fallen on the ground before, put it on, and firmly fastened the strap around her waist, before finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Then, she walked out of the circle.

"How's it going?" Pan Long asked, "What is the effect of the promotion?"

Natalia closed her eyes, felt it for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Very good, very good!" she said, "better than I expected!

She opened her eyes, her eyes full of confidence and joy: "Now I have even surpassed the tenth order of mortal limits, and have been promoted to the twelfth order of the 'Appearance of Lights'!"

In other words...... She's got what it takes to ascend!