That night, there was some noise outside.

At about three o'clock in the morning, Clifton sent someone to wake Pan Long and his party, and they drove for almost an hour on the bumpy road in an old-fashioned car that looked a bit like a horse-drawn carriage, and finally arrived at the ceremonial venue.

It was a flat, barren wilderness, with no shelter on all sides, and you could clearly see the magnificent sight of "the sky covering the earth". At this moment, the sky is not yet light, the earth is dark, and the sky is full of stars, and it looks like a black velvet inlaid with countless gems covers the earth, and people can't help but feel moved in words.

"There are two things which we meditate on more often and more persistently, the more they fill our hearts with ever-changing and unending admiration and awe—the starry sky above me and the morality that dwells in my heart. Douglas whispered.

At this moment he no longer looks like the usual stubborn police detective who doesn't like anything, but like a poet, a poet who is young, full of enthusiasm and fantasy, and whose inner romance is almost overflowing.

Even the lines of his hard, cold face softened.

Under the starry sky, he was softly chanting Kant's epitaph, and even his appearance looked much more handsome.

Looking at him at this moment, Pan Long couldn't help but nod slightly.

It turns out that Douglas still has such a side, no wonder Natalia, a scholar, has such a good relationship with him, and even if he hears that these two people are going to get married, it will not be surprising.

During the time that the Bureau was sneaking around, he had heard people talk to Douglas or Natalia about "when are you going to get married?" more than once.

Hearing Douglas's chant, Natalia turned her head to look at him, her eyes no longer the usual calm and wise, but full of nostalgia and tenderness.

Pan Long can be sure that this passage must have some special meaning for the two of them!

Unfortunately, Clifton and his cultists don't know how to be romantic, and they quickly break the vibe.

"It's all set. A tall, lanky man said to Clifton, "The sacrifices, the rituals, and the sacrifices are all in place, just waiting for the sunrise." ”

Clifton nodded, looking at the flat slate in front of him.

It was a place that had taken them months to find, and the entire ground was a complete and flat rock that could easily draw a circle.

Not only that, this rock has been exposed to the sun day after day for a long time, but it has not weathered and cracked because of its special material, so that it has accumulated a huge amount of energy. This energy could not be used by Clifton and the others, but they were able to use it to stabilize the ritual and avoid those unpredictable surprises in the ritual.

For practitioners of the Invisible Arts, performing rituals can be a very distressing thing. If you want to be promoted, you will inevitably need to hold a ceremony. But the formless art itself is a chaotic and obscure thing, and so is the ritual. No matter how carefully prepared you are in advance, how carefully you are on the spot, it is inevitable that there will be an accident once in a while.

And once there is an accident, it is often dead!

This rock doesn't protect the ritual from accidents, but it does protect against the worst of the worst of them, such as explosions and powerful monsters. Clifton and the others have performed hundreds of rituals here, and the most dangerous accident they have encountered is that an envoy of the god of light noticed that a ceremony was being held here and cast a glance at it.

That gaze directly burned the fanatic believer who was slaughtering sacrifices at the time, wanting to ascend to the rank by devouring life. It also made the victim who was already dying absorb the life force of the cultist in turn and became young and strong.

Unfortunately, he did not get any wiser, and Clifton said that he had gone away in search of great wisdom that would advance his country.

So Clifton and his gang managed to escape, but what would happen to this man...... How many people who practice the invisible art care about the "future"?

After that accident, they became more and more cautious, and although they encountered several accidents one after another, on the whole, they were fine.

Since this group of cultists moved to Marrakech and found this special place of worship, in about ten years, only a handful of three people died in the ceremony.

This is a miracle for the cultivators of the Invisible Technique!

It must be known that even the Bureau of Prevention and Suppression, which has deep pockets and is full of masters, will inevitably kill three or five people a year because of the ceremony......

At this moment, the huge rock is painted with ochre-red pigment and interlocking circles. This circle is completely different from the previous "Sunset Ritual", there is no content of any other Si Chen, all of them revolve around the "bright sun" of the deceased Si Chen.

Clifton uses spells as a language to tell the story of the birth of the sun in the glow, the sun shining on countless worlds and bringing life to all things, and the sun temporarily falling into a deep sleep, but still living with the remainder of the sun...... In the eyes of a person familiar with the science of charms, this circle is a hymn to the sun.

If it is in the history where the sun is still alive, this magic circle must have great power, rejuvenation, reversal of life and death, and may even allow a person with insufficient background like Natalia to directly break through the layers of tricks and achieve immortality.

But in this history where the sun has fallen, this magic circle is just a magic circle, it is not even enough to support a complete spell, and it needs to be cooperated with other things to complete the ritual.

In the circle, various offerings and props are placed.

The core prop is a painting.

The painting came from an ancient tomb that contained many treasures and documents related to the art of inform, but there were no corpses in the coffin, only this one.

In this painting, the rose red aurora and the blue and blue electric light compete for the sky, and it is gorgeous. There is an indescribable flow of light in it, which seems to not exist in the world, full of ethereal feeling, but it makes everyone who sees it inexplicably moved, almost to tears.

Underneath it is an ancient text that reads: There is neither night nor dawn, but only the hour that is prepared for noon and the hour that stagnates at noon. Each and every one of us opens our hearts to the golden needles that shoot from the sky. All the colors appear stronger in the hot sun.

Then there is another note in Latin: the sun used to be brighter—not warmer—but then its light contained colors that we will never see since." My teacher painted this painting with a wonderful feeling as the theme, evoking the colors that have passed away.

The painting passed through the hands of many people and eventually fell into Clifton's hands. He originally admired one of the "Four Sons of the Sun", "Remnant Sun", but he was attracted by this painting, changed his beliefs, firmly believed that the Sun had not passed away, and led his admirers to embark on the road of pursuing the sunshine together.

Since then, many years have passed, and his strong faith has not changed. And this painting, which is called "Proud Memories", has become a sacred relic of their sect. It is only during the most important ceremonies that it is removed from the chamber for worshippers to worship and worship.

Using it as the centerpiece of the ceremony, Clifton was indeed using sincerity.

Compared to this painting, those bits and pieces of material are not worth mentioning.

The "Yaosu" that shimmers with pure white, the "Noon Stone" that reveals the sunset sun, and the "Lost Mirror" that is intoxicating with multiple landscapes...... These things are precious things that are difficult to buy with money in normal times, but for the ritual at this moment, they are just simple consumables.

As for those who bathed and changed their clothes, painted the holy talisman of the sun on their bodies, and lay in the circle. They are members of Clifton's cult "Papal Crown", each of whom has been trained for at least five years and is capable of performing at least two or three invisible spells, enough to control a village and provide a stronghold for the cult.

But now, they're just consumables.

At this moment, the only thing in the circle that is not a consumable is the painting.

Clifton couldn't help but shake his head and sigh as he looked at all this in front of him.

Although he knew that it was all about saving his own life, and that it was worth sacrificing those for it, he felt a knife in his heart when he saw that at least five or six years of accumulation would be wasted in the blink of an eye, and that the benefits would still fall into the hands of others.

But he didn't have a choice.

After sighing deeply, he suppressed all his unwillingness and pain in his heart, and invited Natalia to change into the magic robe required for the ceremony and enter the magic circle.

Natalia wasn't worried—she had nothing to worry about with the Great Bearer in charge.

Or to put it another way, if something really happens, it's useless for her to worry.

As a person who has been beaten by life, she sees her position very clearly.

A moment later, dressed in a white robe painted with the sun's radiance, she had entered the circle and stood at the end of the west side of the circle.

When the sun rises, the sunlight will shine on the circle, extracting and condensing the "spirit" in the entire circle, and finally introducing it into her body.

That would allow her to break through the bottleneck one after another in a very short period of time, and raise her "Appearance of Lights" to the tenth order in one go, reaching the limit of mortals.

At the cost, all the spirits in the circle, except for the paintings that served as the hub and the Clifton who presided over the circle, were lost and rendered useless.

Seeing Natalia enter the formation, Clifton took a deep breath and walked into the circle.

He held his staff and stared at the eastern horizon, waiting for the moment when the sun would rise.

I don't know how long it took, but the eastern sky gradually turned white, the light of the stars dimmed, and the sky became more and more gloomy.

This is the darkest hour before dawn.

Then, in the midst of this darkness, a red light suddenly appeared.

At the moment of this red light, Clifton raised his staff and sang a hymn to the sun.

His voice and the circle responded, and the colors on the painting suddenly overflowed, and soon the entire circle was filled.

This color is the color that has not existed in the world, the color that has long disappeared in this history, and the light of the sun!

All the cultists were infected by this scene and burst into tears one by one. They will never forget the color they see at this moment in their lives, and even at the end of their lives, they will be desperate to pursue it, even if they give everything for it.

But all their efforts are doomed to be in vain.

The sun has passed, the color has become a sound, and everything is irretrievable!

In the midst of the overflowing colors, Clifton exclaimed, "Dazzling, this is the secret of lighting!"

With his shout, the contents of the circle began to melt. Whether it is a person or a thing, tangible things are shattered one after another, and all the "spirits" are extracted from it, but they cannot leave the scope of the circle, they can only fill it.

In all of this, only Clifton at the very top of the circle, the painting in the center, and Natalia at the end are still intact.

But the glitter of pride still spilled over the two of them, with Clifton smiling contentedly and Natalia looking pained.

Although they are all practitioners of the Aspect of the Lamp and seekers of the path of glow, Natalia and Clifton do not share the same beliefs, and there are subtle differences in the paths they pursue.

This subtle difference is magnified at this moment, magnified to the point that it could kill people.

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This color is the color that has not existed in the world, the color that has long disappeared in this history, and the light of the sun!

All the cultists were infected by this scene and burst into tears one by one. They will never forget the color they see at this moment in their lives, and even at the end of their lives, they will be desperate to pursue it, even if they give everything for it.

But all their efforts are doomed to be in vain.

The sun has passed, the color has become a sound, and everything is irretrievable!

In the midst of the overflowing colors, Clifton exclaimed, "Dazzling, this is the secret of lighting!"

With his shout, the contents of the circle began to melt. Whether it is a person or a thing, tangible things are shattered one after another, and all the "spirits" are extracted from it, but they cannot leave the scope of the circle, they can only fill it.

In all of this, only Clifton at the very top of the circle, the painting in the center, and Natalia at the end are still intact.

But the glitter of pride still spilled over the two of them, with Clifton smiling contentedly and Natalia looking pained.

Although they are all practitioners of the Aspect of the Lamp and seekers of the path of glow, Natalia and Clifton do not share the same beliefs, and there are subtle differences in the paths they pursue.

This subtle difference is magnified at this moment, magnified to the point that it could kill people.