Chapter 53: The Witch Who Hasn't Returned for a Long Time
The texture is the same at the beginning, but the left and right directions are different, and this clue gives some ideas.
"Could it be that the left and right hands carved two patterns at the same time, and then chanted a spell to activate the ritual magic: awakening?"
With the idea of practicing immediately, Luo Ning picked up the medicine on the table and swallowed some, the burning and stinging sensation from the throat was familiar, and there was an inexplicable feeling of comfort, and finally understood why some people in the previous life were addicted to alcohol.
Adjusting to this strange feeling, he raised his left and right hands at the same time, and his left and right index fingers began to move at the same time, drawing magical patterns in the void.
Accompanied by the chant that I had memorized earlier.
"Tormented soul, do you feel unwilling and resentful."
"Twisted bones, do you feel resentment and grief?"
"Hearken to my hymns, God of Hell, and give me your people."
"In the name of the creator God, let them return to the earth to avenge the guilty on your behalf."
When the chanting was over, the two hands did not finish the pattern at the same time, but went one after the other, but some thick dark green smoke began to appear on the otherwise calm wooden floor.
The smoke floated for a moment and then calmed down.
Useful!
Judging from the scene on the wooden floor, ritual magic: awakening does require both patterns to be carved by both left and right hands in order to achieve the magical effect.
The only problem is proficiency.
Previously, you only needed to add chanting with one hand, but now you suddenly need to use two hands to depict, and although the texture of the pattern is exactly the same at the beginning, the final stage is different, so it is much more difficult.
At the same time, there is also the need to chant those magical words, which means that the caster needs to be able to do it in a single way, which is much more difficult than a double purpose.
Abandon the idea of rushing and start practicing seriously, first of all, the practice of pattern carving, the two hands at the beginning of the same texture, and in the later stage the pattern of the left and right hands begins to change.
An hour passed, and finally looked decent, Luo Ning prepared a little, picked up the remaining little potion and swallowed it, the burning sensation was exciting.
In his excitement, he began to carve two patterns, plus chanting.
This time, when the chanting ended, both hands finished carving the pattern at the same time, and Luo Ning quickly held his breath and looked at the wooden floor under his feet, which reflected the light in the bright light, slightly dazzling.
Soon this blinding glow was revealed by a link of dark green smoke that became more pronounced over time, almost completely enveloping the wooden floor.
At this moment, there was a strange chant in the air around him, with a beautiful tune, which sounded more like some kind of lamentation, which made people feel sad and depressed.
In this peculiar chant there was some bright yellow light in the dark green smoke, which was the light of fire, looming, and occasionally the fire sparked the soles of the feet, but there was no burning sensation.
There was a scream of pain in the chanting voice that was creepy, and at this moment Ronin felt that he was not in his bedroom, but standing above hell, and the strong smell of decay came to his nose.
Soon after, a white bone protruded from the dark green smoke, and when he looked closely, it was the bone of the human arm, and the white bone struggled to crawl out of the dark green smoke.
After a few moments, more bones were revealed, skulls, shoulder blades, broken ribs, until the incompletely white skeleton stood up completely like a human, revealing its true face.
"Skull ......"
A word popped out of Luo Ning's lips, and he involuntarily took a step back, looking at the dozen or so skeletons in front of him, secretly surprised.
"Ritual Magic: The magic effect of awakening is to summon skeletons from hell, but this kind of skeleton seems to be too weak to help the wind, how can it be possible to fight for yourself?"
After getting used to the things in front of him, he stepped forward and reached out to touch the skeleton's body, the roughness of the bone surface was quite real, cold and without any temperature, but after retracting his fingers, he found that the fingers of the hand that had touched the skeleton had turned purple and blue, as if they were the fingers of a dead man.
After a few moments, the purple-blue fingers regained their flesh color, and the scene in front of them began to fade, and the skeletons gradually shattered and fell, disappearing into the dark green smoke, and then the smoke slowly disappeared until everything in the room was back to normal.
At this time, he saw that Benjamin on the table had exploded, obviously frightened by the situation just now, his eyes showed horror, and after a while, he jumped off the table, climbed to the windowsill and opened the window to escape.
It's not too late, it's not too late to see the rest tomorrow, Ronin yawned, stepped forward and closed the window, he could stay in his room and rest for the night tonight, and when the witch came back tomorrow morning, he would be able to know the true identity of the thief.
Lie down on a chair and put on a cloak and fall asleep.
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Endless darkness, slowly emerging a faint light, the source of the light was the candlesticks on the walls on both sides of the candlesticks that were already half half left, the candlelight flickering, only able to provide a view of ten meters.
Ten meters in front and behind is endless darkness, flanked by walls.
In the flickering light of the candles, you can see that the walls on both sides are covered with moss, and some dense droplets of water can be seen in the moss, which flow slowly, gather together and become larger droplets, and then slide down the moss on the walls.
Looking down at the ground beneath his feet, the turbid water drowned the instep and flowed slowly, making a gurgling sound, and the pungent stench was suffocating.
"Where is this?" He couldn't help but ask himself.
Suddenly, a bright light appeared in the darkness about fifty meters in front of him, and some strange sounds could be heard, and the bright light kept moving along with the sound.
I didn't have time to think, so I quickly ran along the bright light that appeared in the darkness in front of me, and the stinky water flowing under my feet made a "popping" sound.
When chasing about 50 meters, the light disappeared, and all the surroundings fell into darkness, and it was impossible to distinguish the direction and location.
As he hesitated, there was another light on both sides, and the candles on the menorah on the wall were still lit, as if the ghost had lit those candles for himself.
This time, the candles on both sides slowly extended and lit with the pace of progress, while the candles in the back slowly went out, always maintaining a lighting range of ten meters in front and behind.
After walking about 30 meters, at the end, there was a wall, the wall was still covered with moss and water droplets, at this time there was a voice on the right, and I followed the sound and looked over, and the light was about 30 meters away.
You can already tell from the environment that this is a sewer or something, and now the sewer has turned a corner.
Continuing to run after the light, he saw a half-hidden iron door on the wall, the iron door was covered with rust, and there was candlelight shining through the crack of the door, and the whispering could be heard through the crack in the door.
"What went wrong, was it because the amount of potion was missing, or if there was something wrong with the activation of the magic ritual."
Listening to the whispers coming from inside the iron door, he slowly stepped forward and put his head up, and was about to take a look at the crack of the door when an eyeball was in front of it.
The eyeball was blood-red, and the whites of the eyes could not be seen, only the brown eyeballs could be seen.
"Ahh
Luo Ning rolled over and almost jumped up from his chair, closed his eyes and waved his hands wildly, and a moment later there was a crisp greeting in his ears with a hint of fear and worry.
"Teacher Austin, what's wrong with you?"
Hearing the voice, Luo Ning was temporarily quiet, it was Dong Nina's voice, slowly opened his eyes, and saw the girl on the side with a frightened expression, almost about to cry.
In addition to the girl, there was a desk, a stove, and a window, from which a faint light shone through the curtains.
It's just a dream......
Luo Ning breathed a sigh of relief, eased his mind, squeezed out a smile, and touched the girl's face.
"It's okay, it's just a nightmare, you go wash your face, I'll cook."
Watching the girl go to wash, Luo Ning sat on the chair, thinking about the dream just now, the sewer, and the light, and the iron door, the whispering sound coming from the iron door.
None of these things have been seen before, as the saying goes, there are thoughts in the day, and dreams in the night, which is obviously not something that I can think of, so this fresh and terrifying dream is a dream reminder of my next inevitable event.
Who is the old man who keeps babbling in the dream, and finding this old man will be able to understand more about the next inevitable event, which is a clue, but unfortunately he was awakened by fright when he wanted to see the person in the crack in the door.
I didn't expect the dream reminder of the second inevitable event to come so suddenly, and this dream reminder is so real that it is almost impossible to tell whether it is a dream or reality.
Shaking his head, he swept away the things in his mind, got up and washed up briefly and cooked.
It was already the next morning, and it was supposed that the witch should turn back, and the two had agreed to follow the thief and confirm the other's return path as soon as possible.
After breakfast, Ronin took Donina to the classroom, gave the children a lesson, and rushed back home, still no sign of the witch.
"Maybe the witch wants to follow the thief directly to the end, to determine the identity of the thief, or maybe the road is too far away and needs to be followed for a long time."
The second thought was just to comfort himself, because the thief was able to return a few days after he released the news to check that the other party should not be too far away from Crow Town, so the first possibility is very high, and the witch's temper is more in line with the first conjecture.
After school, Donina, who sat at her desk and practiced the flute alone, also seemed to miss the witch a little.
"Where has Sister Cheryl gone, she hasn't been back in days."
Luo Ning touched the girl's head.
"Wait a few more days, and she'll be back when she's done."
Three uneventful days, during which Ronin continued to practice ritual magic: awakening, and by the way, repairing electrical problems for the townspeople.
On the fourth day, the town of Crows welcomed a new guest.
The commander of the Black Iron Army, Akins, arrives in Red Crow, which terrifies the townspeople.
The noisy town was almost full of soldiers from the Black Iron Army, and De Jong, a member of the Church of Order who had been there last time, but De Jong had been reduced to a corpse.
All the houses on the street were closed and no one went out.
Luo Ning was observing through the corner of the window the tall man in black armor who led a number of guards up and down the streets of Crowtown, carrying De Jong's corpse behind him.
The tall man stopped at the door as he walked to the second lap.
Luo Ning quickly lowered the corner of the curtain that had been pulled up, returned to the desk and sat upright, one hand in the half-open drawer of the desk, holding the pistol tightly, and pulling the trigger with his index finger.
There was a knock on the door.
"Knock Knock Knock ......"
Luo Ning cleared his throat, pretending not to know anything and reminded aloud.
"Come in, the door is unlocked."
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