Chapter 12: The Festival
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In addition to the central home of the Naraka Altar and some requisite side venues, there are also trial levels built by the Dwarven Forges, which are naturally not all stacked together, they are each located in a specific location.
If there is anyone who will not be absent from this rare trial festival, it is the nobles of the Pascal Empire. They all sat in special seats on either side of the auditorium, looking swaggering.
The civilians could only stand, after all, there were too many people who came to admire, and it was estimated that there were about tens of thousands of people, and there was no way to arrange seats. In addition, the Altar of Nairaka is only used as a testing ground for the first level, so the Dwarven Forges did not include the creation of the auditorium in the general plan.
The Nairakar Altar is divided into three main bodies, the first of which is composed of nineteen white rock cylinders with a diameter of two meters arranged in the form of a magic array, dividing each space into strange shapes. And in each space there are chairs carved from quartz stone, which are sparsely placed at suitable points in the manner of a ladder of inclination, and at the end of which all the lines converge is the place where the king is, the throne.
The second body is a rectangular array of columns, topped by a regular arrangement of unknown rock statues, solemn and magnificent. This part was originally the beauty of the architectural space that was left empty.
Finally, there is a circular field of 1,000 square meters on the periphery, which is about half a meter lower than the surrounding water level. The difference is that this particular area resembles the pattern of a fighting arena, with several rings in the shape of diamond-shaped tofu. The height of the ring is the same as the home field.
The Silver King came out of the main hall of Meglin, walked a red carpet paved road, stopped at the high platform in the center of the Nairakar altar, and said in a thick and majestic voice: "Today is the annual harvest festival and the most important day of trials in the history of the Pascal Empire. ”
"Thank you for gathering here in anticipation, and the presiding over of this trial festival will be handed over to my military advisor and high priest, Gore!"
As soon as the words fell, the audience burst into warm applause.
As the applause waned, an old man in a silver-white robe with a red silk tied to his forehead walked slowly to the diamond-shaped ring on the periphery, holding an old ritual book in his right hand, and floating behind him was a pumice stone round platform that could only accommodate a few people and was used to preside.
After about twenty minutes, Gore finished reciting the words of the harvest sacrifice, and there was silence below, and sleepiness slowly spread like a virus, and from time to time someone yawned and became drowsy.
In fact, there is no way, the process of sacrifice is more cumbersome, it has to be carried out in a traditional way.
Finally, when the harvest festival came to an end, night began to fall. There was a series of small sounds, and the magic lampposts neatly arranged around lit up in unison.
"So, before the Trials Festival begins, let me introduce the five heavyweights who have been invited. ”
Gore stood on a small pumice stone platform that rotated flexibly, slowly moved to the high bunker building platform to the left of the Nairaka altar, spread his left hand and placed it on his right chest, bowed slightly to the five special invited figures sitting on the building platform to show Pascal's imperial etiquette, and then smiled slightly, and spoke passionately to the audience.
The live coverage on the field was carried out by the famous announcer Alora Delan. The two commentators sitting next to him were Mr. Andrew, the inquisitor from the Council of Magic, and Alves, the lieutenant general of the Pascal Empire, and the other two overseers were the Red Mage Fred and the Red Mage of Arthur from the Order of Serre. ”
"Welcome, please advise!"
"Please advise!"
After introducing the special guests, Gore exercised the magic in his body and harnessed the pumice stone round stage back to the center of the venue.
At this time, the moonlight of late autumn popped out of the clouds, clear and cold, and sprinkled a faint, soft light.
Accompanied by the gentle breeze, the silver willow trees on both sides of the Jingjiang River embankment also emitted a faint milky white light like fireflies. Countless magical fireworks rushed into the night sky in an orderly manner from the setting points around the altar of Nairaka, bursting with fiery energy at the highest point in different shapes, ranging from the basic magic array of ice magic, to the sparks of fire explosions, and the posture of water dragons soaring above......
The crackling of fireworks was endless, and the atmosphere of the opening ceremony was completely warm.
Before the magic fireworks burned out, Gore was extremely excited to drive the pumice stone round platform around the field to his heart's content, holding the microphone made of green ** magic stone and saying: "Next, we have invited a famous and world-renowned person. ”
In order to create suspense, Gore deliberately paused here before excitedly introducing: "Please invite the Great Elemental Envoy from the Faeron Kingdom, Cecil." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, the huge elemental magic array hidden under the ground of the Narakar Altar suddenly overflowed with a particle-like light that swirled like smoke. In an instant, the entire air was filled with an indescribable fragrance that filled the tip of everyone's nose.
Following the warmth, a rising star falling from the sky appeared in front of everyone at a very slow speed.
At the same time, there are also ten light balls sealed with various elements, slowly drawing a flowing curve in their respective orbits like planets orbiting the sun, just like the tail of a comet skimming the sky in the night sky, intertwined to form a beautiful landscape.
Generally speaking, most of the ordinary elemental people know how to use the three elements in nature to carry out spell fusion attacks, and cooperate with flexible adaptability to protect their fragile bodies from damage. However, there are only three people on this continent who have truly reached the peak super realm. Cecil is one of the three supreme elemental envoys of the Orpheus continent, controlling the magic of all the elements in this world.
Under the cover of night, Cecil landed steadily on the diamond-shaped ring, facing the silver king sitting on the main seat, and made a very ordinary greeting ceremony.
"I'm glad you invited me to such an important trial celebration!"
Cecil smiled lightly, only to see that her right hand was holding a scepter that shimmered with the power of light, her sapphire blue eyes revealed a heroic aura, bright and holy, and her demeanor was incomprehensible, and her purple clothes were reflected in a faint halo, and a little starlight fell on her diamond-shaped purple gemstone inlaid fairy crown one by one.
Her voice is soft and tactful, her demeanor is leisurely, coupled with her long eyebrows and golden hair, like an angel descending to earth.