After resting for a while, waiting for her mood to calm down, Eru finally got up again and knelt in front of the altar in her most solemn posture.

Carefully taking out a piece of gold dust and dipping it with a paintbrush, the symbol of the "Moonlight and the Goddess of the Forest" was drawn on the base of the altar, which required a high degree of precision, and it was said that if the wrong stroke was made, the entire summoning ceremony would fail.

Of course, the failure of the ritual is only the best outcome, and legend has it that if you make a mistake, you may even summon an unknown evil god.

In the legends of the elves, there is only one orthodox god in the world, but in the dark sky, there are still many evil cults, and they have mysterious and powerful powers, tempting the elves to fall, fall, and even, according to the most popular saying at present, "erosion" is the means of a certain evil god.

"Whew."

When Elu finally made the final strokes, she looked at the perfect pattern and smiled, wiped her sweat, put down the pen, and arranged the patterns in the box in order.

"Finally, ......"

She carefully placed the shriveled flower specimen in the only gap, and by this time, the ritual formation had been completed.

No, that's one last point.

Ai Lu gritted her teeth and took out a delicate knife from her arms, the silver knife looked a little dull in the main hall, she held the knife and gestured in her left hand for a long time, with a struggling look on her face.

As the battle elf said, Ai was bleeding.

This is nothing in peacetime, but in this era it seems too pretentious and weak.

"Ailu is not afraid, come on!"

She cheered herself up, then closed her eyes suddenly, her neck was desperately far away from the left back, gritted her teeth and stabbed down, cutting a wound in the palm of her white and tender left hand, and the blood flowed out instantly, Ai Lu forcibly didn't look at it, and half-squinted her eyes and dripped her own blood into the formation.

"The last thing...... The blood of the elven virgin ......"

After doing all this, she quickly bandaged herself with a bandage, and then the whole person seemed to collapse, and her face was as pale as paper.

But she still cheered up.

There is only one last step left.

Ai Lu straightened the priest's robe, solemnly made a gesture on her chest, and then, suddenly, a strange ball of light appeared in front of her, it was a magical medium, fortunately, the communication ritual did not require strong magical strength, so she could be activated.

"O great, supreme, omnipotent, all-pervading god of the moon and the forest, O Thy most devout devotees plead to thy coming, Thou art Lord of the earth, thy night sky is brightened by thee, thy radiance shines upon all things, thou ......"

In the dimly lit hall, Eru sat on her knees, folded her hands in prayer.

The magical medium fell on the altar, and those materials burned one after another, releasing the light of the strange orange, and then formed a pillar of light that rose to the sky, but disappeared under the temple.

……

I have to admit that this is quite an interesting scene.

At least, Cheng Lin thinks so.

Outside the house that temporarily served as a sacrificial hall, outside a window that was not tightly closed, Cheng Lin was leaning against the window with great interest, staring at the scene that was happening inside.

The wind whins and blows, as if it never tires, ensuring that his "Wind Walker" status is maintained at all times, which helps him to hide his form from any elves.

"Pray to the gods? This little girl is a priest? ”

Cheng Lin was surprised in his heart.

Once again, the app took care to help him with the "automatic translation" function, so he could understand the elf's language without any problems.

Not long ago, he witnessed the scene of Ailu being ridiculed by his companions, but unfortunately, at that time, he was floating in the sky, thinking about how to land, so he couldn't hear it clearly, just a few words, but he finally figured out that this elf girl perfectly met his requirements:

In a high position, the information he understands is accurate and sufficient, his strength is weak, and his aura is ...... Oh, in this world it should be called a low level of magic, and he can control her completely.

Cheng Lin immediately decided to follow.

Coming all the way here, considering that there was no wind inside the house, he would be exposed, and he did not rush in, but listened to the root of the wall.

Even guessing, he probably figured out what she was doing.

"It seems that the elven city is facing some crisis, she doesn't know why she occupies a high position, but she can't get the treatment that matches it, and she is ridiculed, so she tries to summon the gods of the elven race in her own way, and use the power of the gods to save the race?"

Cheng Lin touched his chin and pondered, that was all he could guess.

"However, according to common sense, if the gods were useful, wouldn't they have organized the elven summoning a long time ago? Where will it be her turn to do it herself? ”

Cheng Lin has reason to guess that this god is not very reliable.

The reaction of the battle elves before also confirmed his judgment.

"I'm more curious about what the gods of this world look like, if they can really be summoned, they can open their eyes, but if they fail...... Kindness...... This may be a good opportunity. ”

Cheng Lin was a little moved.

Since you want to understand the situation, it's always better to be too rude, the other party looks so weak, can you go in and force her to force her? I'm afraid it's the opposite, although this little girl looks weak, Cheng Lin always feels that she has her own fierceness in her bones.

"If you play the gods...... Well, the goddess is definitely not going to be. ”

"But it's always an opportunity......

Cheng Lin saw that the summoning ceremony continued, and he quickly made a decision, flipped his hand, and took out a mask from the initial space.

The mask is pure white and has no other color, and its shape is rather strange, it looks like the mask of a pharaoh on earth, but it is not golden.

This is still the magic weapon he got back from the Traceless Immortal Island.

It was originally piled up in the space, and it was always thrown away.

A few days ago, considering that there would be a "video" after the deduction, although his appearance was deliberately blurred last time, Cheng Lin didn't dare to bet that there would be no problem every time, and after thinking about it, he decided to simply try to hide his true appearance in the deduction.

It's a double insurance.

After looking for a long time in the pile of broken magic weapons, he chose this, he has not fully explored the function of the mask, and it has only been repaired to 34% of the extent, after testing, as long as he wears this mask, he can hinder other people from peeping to a certain extent.

The word "peeping" here refers specifically to the practitioner.

For example, some perceptual cultivators, if they want to detect his true face, they will be hindered by masks.

Cheng Lin put on the mask, and his whole temperament was changed.

"Well...... Isn't it a little low if it appears like this, it's good that people are summoning gods, not to mention showing miracles or something, at least there must be a five-cent special effect, right? ”

Cheng Lin frowned, his eyes swept in the initial space, pondering for a long time, putting aside the pile of magic weapons that he had not yet figured out the function, the only magic weapon that he knew could create "special effects" seemed to be black flags.

After a long period of repair, the black banner is now more complete, and when it unfolds, the yin wind gusts, the darkness fills the air, especially the battle spirit gushes out, which is even more unpredictable.

In supernatural movies, it is definitely the level of Hollywood.

Of course, considering the effect, it can probably only be placed in supernatural, horror and other movies.

"Will it frighten the little girl?"

Cheng Lin was a little unbearable.

At this time, the summoning ceremony in the main hall seemed to be coming to an end, those precious materials were almost completely burned, the rising pillar of light began to fade, and the so-called gods were completely gone.

"It's almost too late, so let's just get it."

Cheng Lin no longer hesitated, rolled up the black flag, pushed the window open suddenly, and a gust of wind poured into the main hall, and he who was wearing the title of "Wind Traveler" floated into the room with the wind.