Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Dream of the Blue Bell
Yes, the ceremony has been successful.
In the space of order, countless planets are still rotating autonomously with the projection of Lord Suer as the core, the circle system is still beating and scaling like a heart, and the energy is still sucking in and pumping out a reciprocating cycle between the main circle and the branch circle, but with each cycle, the flowing energy no longer continues to strengthen, but begins to gradually weaken.
This is one of the signs that the ritual is coming to an end, the energy accumulated is already too strong, even if the gods join forces, they dare not let them stop suddenly, and must repeat the process at the beginning, gradually reducing the energy intensity in order to make the ritual end smoothly. But at this point, it can be said that there is almost no risk, and as long as the situation in Shu'er's last dream does not occur, it is impossible for the ritual to be complicated again.
What's more, now it's not just the energy that is relieved, even the entity of the magic circle has begun to change, and the seven branch magic circles that were originally tightly attached to the top of the seven arm spirals have also begun to slowly detach at this time.
This is another sign, the truth is only a very few clerics know, although the possibility of accidents in the process of decompression is extreme, but the gods have also made corresponding preparations, at this time, these seven remaining worlds are the safety valves of the pressure relief process, once there is an accident in the process of pressure relief, the uncontrolled energy will be sent into one of the worlds, the result is that the world is bursting like a blister under the violent energy, but the main circle and the remaining six worlds can be preserved intact.
Very cold insurance measures, although everyone understands that this is necessary, but after all, it is too impersonal, therefore, the scope of information is tightly sealed, and no more than ten mortals know it. Of course, this is just a digression, the point is that the branch circle will only start to loosen when the energy concentration is depressurized to a safe level, so once you see the branch circle detached, unless it is an abnormal disengagement, it will only represent one thing.
The ceremony ended successfully.
It's hard to say the effect now, and it will take some time to test, but at least the ritual itself succeeded, at least it didn't blow up all the worlds, and it didn't end in self-destruction.
Therefore, even if the participants in the ritual were all stable high-ranking apostles, after understanding the current state, a large part of the apostles burst into excited cheers, and from the contact screen, you can see that every familiar face is filled with ecstasy, accompanied by tears welling up, and the beast-like roar is used to relieve the fear that has been suppressed in the heart for a long time.
Including Lisa, the girl had already pounced on Shure's back, not caring that other priests could observe the scene here, tearing Shule's hair unwillingly, and finally putting her cheek on Shule's face, choking up and unable to say a word, and Judy and Augusta, the two veteran priests, with a look of understanding and relief on their faces, smiled and watched the interaction between the happy Lisa and the embarrassed Shule, especially Judy, not only smiled elegantly, but also did not forget to say a few words teasingly, but unfortunately, the words were swept away by the tide of cheers, and they couldn't hear it clearly。
Breaking through the thorns, breaking through the hardships, relying on common efforts to win the final victory, and then tasting the fruits of victory, a very warm scene, happy people can't help but smile, but it is all this that makes Xiuer's heart sink more and more, and get colder and colder.
Because he had discovered the anomaly, and it was the only one he had discovered, everyone else was in the midst of the anomaly, and they didn't know it.
It's getting slower and slower.
Yes, the speed of the operation of the magic circle system, the speed of energy transmission, the speed of everyone's movements, the speed of the pictures transmitted back from the screen, it can be said that the rift space, the distorted void, all the related worlds, the speed is getting slower and slower, the smooth movements are cut into countless freeze-frame pictures, and the time to smile is evenly stretched several times, it seems extremely funny, and even the sound is getting longer and longer, becoming low, becoming distorted and distorted, just like the ridiculous strange sound when the microphone equipment is suddenly running out of energy, and Judy's words are not heard clearly, not because they are covered by noise, but because the sound has been distorted to the point that it is impossible to distinguish at all。
Why is this happening?
Shuer didn't know, and he couldn't stop it, so he could only watch with a pale face as the strange phenomenon became more and more serious, this time it was his turn to pinch his nails and cinch his palm, no, it should be said, he was about to pinch his palm, because he found that his consciousness was still normal, but his body's reaction, like everyone else, was getting slower and slower.
Isn't the ritual already a success?
Shul found that everyone was still unaware of it, still cheering with irony, and he could do nothing but watch feebly as everyone made more and more ridiculous slow motion, making more and more ridiculous long and twisted sounds.
Could it be ......
Shure was horrified to find that the change had not stopped, the slowdown was just the beginning, and everything around him was becoming more and more unreal, not only the surroundings, but also the screen itself, and the images displayed on the screen, as well as the intelligent creatures of different races in the images, were becoming more and more faint and hazy, like phantoms that could disappear at any time. No, this is by no means an illusion, even his own body is fading, and it has become hazy without any abnormal sensations.
I get it, I finally get it.
Change to the extreme, everything comes to an end. Everything, people, things, and things, all fell silent at this moment, everything completely disappeared, there was no light, no darkness, not even the concept of 'nothing', the world returned to chaos, only Shuer's consciousness was still floating in the indescribable world, existing in endless chaos.
I see, I see, oh, it is worthy of the work of the gods, and it is indeed an effective ritual.
Shul sighed lightly in his consciousness, with a point of mockery, a point of regret, and a ninety-eight points of helplessness, and his consciousness 'looked around' at this nothingness that did not even exist in nothingness, and all he could 'see' was a desperate chaos.
"Heh, heh, heh, is this the end?" Shure's consciousness chuckled as he made one last effort, "Lord Luna...... Can you still hear me?"
Endless silence is the best answer.
"I can't hear it. Xiuer laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm really whimsical, hehehehe, how can it be." ”
"Well, I can't hear me. ”
The next moment, Shul woke up from his dream.
He straightened up sharply, startled Judy, who was sitting next to him, and looked at him like a fool. Still the familiar prayer room, the familiar and elegant lady, or the familiar aroma of bluebell tea, leaning back in the chair, as soon as you look up, you can see the projection of the planet slowly rotating overhead.
"Heh, I'm back. With a strange smile, Shuer rubbed the corners of his forehead a little weakly, "How long has it been?"
"What, how long has it been?"
"Huh?" Shul asked, frowning, "I mean, how long have I been asleep?"
"Are you asleep?" said Judy, who was more puzzled than he was, "no wonder you didn't say anything for a long time." ”
"Huh?" "Isn't it really three years?" Shul is a little uncomfortable, look at Judy, well, it's still the she-fox, the tail behind her...... Okay, the tail still hasn't shown, but it's definitely there, um, maybe it didn't take long, "Okay, I did fall asleep, and I had a long, long dream, so, how long did I sleep?"
"Then I don't know. Judy spread her hands and pointed to the delicate stove and tea set on the table, "This pot of bluebell tea hasn't been boiled yet." ”
The teacup was empty, the lid was spewing fine steam, well, the bluebell tea was about to boil.
"Oh, Bluebell is a dream. Shure leaned back in his chair and smiled meaningfully as he watched the projection of the spinning planet.