The office was quiet, and a pair of eyes were glued to the piece of paper in Ling Yu's hand.

"Woo hoo, woo woo huh, lonely Senari"

Suddenly, a series of strange and obscure syllables came out of Ling Yu's mouth gently, it was very awkward at first, there was a brief pause in every four syllables, it sounded very unfluent, as if a primary school student had just learned a foreign language.

Ling Yu was a little unaccustomed to officially reciting these incantations for the first time.

This kind of witch spell sounded extremely strange to others, although it sounded so uncomfortable that he vomited blood, listening to it, he actually became in a trance, as if he was in a strange scene, experiencing a mysterious and ancient sacrificial ritual.

As the time of chanting the spell took a long time, Ling Yu's emotions gradually blended in, as if he was incarnated as a wizard in the memory message, and the spell spit out of his mouth gradually became clear and mellow, full of rhythm, and each syllable seemed to be infused with a spiritual surname, containing an ancient charm.

His whole body, muscles, periosteums, and viscera seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force, and they wriggled in a strange way, and passed to the position of the sound band, gradually changing the witch spell that came out of his mouth, forming a more rhythmic and wonderful syllable, and these syllables turned naturally, with ease, and became more and more beautiful.

Yes, it's beautiful.

If the previous spell was just a mess of mysterious noises, now it's a mystical tune that's getting more and more beautiful.

Everyone present felt this way, and gradually enjoyed the pleasure that this strange magic spell had produced in the depths of their hearts.

Gradually, Ling Yu's mantra became high-pitched and excited, and each syllable was incomparably mellow, like the moving sound of a pearl falling on a jade plate.

The squirming of his whole body became more intense.

A trace of physical strength is consumed from the body like a thread, which is a situation that will only occur when the muscles and periosteum of the whole body are exercised to the extreme of the body.

Ling Yu had never thought that this ancient witch spell was so strange and weird, consuming a lot of his physical strength, and even having a feeling of being unsustainable.

And that's just the simplest of spells.

What if it's a more complex spell?

Ling Yu couldn't imagine it anymore.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was attracted by the mysterious and beautiful witch spell, otherwise they would have been shocked by Ling Yu's current situation, only to see that the green muscles and blood vessels all over his body were exposed, drops of sweat came out of his pores like springs, his clothes were soaked, and even the ground under his feet was wet.

"The body is almost unable to support it, why can't the light group consciousness still communicate with the bloody witch text on the paper?"

Ling Yu was anxious in his heart, if he couldn't finish it, then it would be a big shame.

I thought that I knew the entire witchcraft process, and by fusing the images in the proprioceptive consciousness with the memory information, I could easily complete the entire witchcraft.

I didn't expect it to be like this at all!

He was so rash that Ling Yu felt a little bitter in his heart.

I'm so tired!

No, you must persevere, otherwise you will fall short!

Ling Yu was determined to concentrate on continuing to chant the witch spell.

At this moment, the faint power of Ling Yu's light group consciousness finally broke through the barrier, and under the carrying of the spell, it communicated with the blood-colored witch text on the paper.

It's done!

Ling Yu was ecstatic in his heart, and he recited the incantation even harder, strengthening the connection between the two.

This is the first time that his consciousness light group has been in contact with something other than himself in reality!

In Ling Yu's senses, a very faint fluctuation of thoughts emanated from the blood-colored witch text, but it was restrained by a mysterious force.

Ling Yu knew that this restraining force was formed by Wu Wen.

Now that the communication is complete, it's time for the next step.

He gradually slowed down the chanting of the incantation, and the communication between the light group consciousness and the Scarlet Witch was not greatly affected.

Ling Yu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it would be a lie to say just now that he was not nervous, if he failed, then Old Man Lin was afraid that even more ugly words would be said, not only himself, but even Professor Wang and his gang would be angry.

As the last spell was recited, the office with an eerie atmosphere suddenly fell into absolute silence.

And everyone didn't wake up, and there was still a look on their faces that remembered the witch spell just now.

"Huh, I finally succeeded, I didn't expect to cast such an illusion, the first step is so difficult, even if I have my body as the natural medium of the light group consciousness and the witch text, there is still an invisible barrier that blocks the power of the light group consciousness from extending to reality. It's just that why the ancient wizard was able to do this so easily after passing the formal ritual of sacrifice? Is there any special secret about this ritual of sacrifice? It seems that I still have to study the contents of the memory information carefully. ”

Ling Yu exhaled deeply, and his face showed a hint of joy of success.

It's not easy, I can't hold on anymore, but I didn't expect to succeed in the end.

He knew that the consciousness light cluster in Gaia space could only act on Gaia space and the earth under its control, and as for the atmosphere, it belonged to a system, so if you want to invade the power from one system to another, you will naturally encounter great resistance, and that invisible barrier is the dividing line between the two systems.

If it weren't for Ling Yu's ontology being the most medium, he would definitely not be able to extend the light group consciousness from Gaia space to the atmosphere before he found the right method, especially since the earth he controlled was a long distance away from the location of the ontology, and the extension of power would be even more difficult.

The sorcerer must have been able to remove or weaken the invisible barrier between the two systems through sacrificial rituals.

Although Ling Yu's face was pale because of excessive consumption, he was full of confidence, his eyes glanced at the people present, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and then took out a lighter from [***]'s pocket.

Bang!

This is the sound of a lighter.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder a little, and came to their senses, their attention attracted by the flames on the lighter.

"What does he want to do when the spell is finished, does he want to set the paper on fire?"

That's what the crowd thinks.

And so it is.

Ling Yu moved the flame of the lighter to the bottom corner of the paper, and the dry paper was ignited at once.

When the flames engulfed the entire paper, Ling Yu also took the opportunity to loosen the corners of the paper.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the burning flame did not fall to the ground, but burned in levitation.

In the flames, there was a blood-colored witch inscription, jumping and rising as if it had a spirit surname.

Ling Yu didn't have time to wipe the sweat from his face, and reached out to gently support the elf-like flame.

At this moment, everyone was deeply shocked, and they couldn't believe that the scene in front of them was real, the suspended flames, the faint light and heat emitted, and some people even rubbed their eyes with their hands, wondering if they were hallucinating?

It's a pity that this illusion is done with a blood talisman written in their blood, and it acts directly on their surface consciousness, which is definitely not comparable to ordinary illusions and hypnosis.

In fact, Ling Yu, the spellcaster, had not shielded the illusion from its influence on its proprioceptive consciousness, and what he had seen was the same thing.

This is a simple illusion in witchcraft, and it is also the most common means for wizards to bewitch witches, powerful wizards, can directly implant non-existent scenes into their deep consciousness, which cannot be consumed, and for a long time, then their belief in witch gods will remain unswerving until death.

"Hmph, this flame must be illusory, what kind of illusion are you using, I'll touch it. ”

Although Old Man Lin was shocked, he really didn't want to believe that the suspended flame was real, so he immediately reached out to touch it, and with a miserable scream, he quickly shrank back, his eyes widened at the boss, and he muttered: "It's a real flame, how is this possible, why is there nothing wrong with him holding it with his hand?"

There were still people who doubted it, but now they all believe that this is a real flame, and no one dares to touch it.

"Professor Lin, how is it? Hehe, do you see the blood-colored witch in the flame? The flame can burn and levitate, and it is completely maintained by the mysterious power of this blood-colored witch, and the source of the power of the blood-colored witch is your blood, in the eyes of the wizards of the ancient tribe, the blood of living beings has a spirit surname, especially the blood of living beings with wisdom, so there will be a living blood sacrifice. Do you know what the blood spirit name means? It's actually the thoughts of people. It is precisely when people have the idea of reading that they can be regarded as having a spiritual surname, otherwise they are tantamount to the walking dead. ”

Ling Yu looked at Old Man Lin with a shocked face, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile.

Thoughts, thoughts, emotions, and so on, Chengren's soul consciousness is all generated from the essence and blood, and when the essence and blood are exhausted, the generation of thoughts and thoughts will not be as good as the consumption, and then the soul will be exhausted.

As soon as people are stimulated, they will form emotional thoughts such as fear, excitement, grief, resentment, piety, etc., which will stimulate the function of blood and accelerate the formation of souls.

This information was obtained by Ling Yu from the memory information of the light cluster.

Therefore, in mythology, whether it is an evil god or a righteous god, either the living beings are afraid and desperate, or the believers are pious and excited, so that the pure thoughts and beliefs generated in large quantities will be absorbed by the gods.

The same is true of the land and mountain gods and river gods in reality, which is why there are various sacrificial ceremonies.

Professor Wang and the others believed Ling Yu's words a little, after all, this was too mysterious, if it wasn't real witchcraft, how could such a magical scene be realized?

At this moment, the worldview of the people present seemed to change all at once.

Even Old Man Lin couldn't help but be suspicious.

Because the burning sensation just now was so strong that it could never be an illusion.

Looking at Ling Yu's smug face, although Old Man Lin had the heart to say a few disgusting words, he didn't know how to say it.

Ling Yu let go of the flames, walked to the desk, picked up the translation paper, handed it to Yao Jingya, and said with a smile: "The reading of this blood-colored witch script, you read it to this flame, read it over and over again, you must be pious in your heart, you can form a special sense with this witch script, and finally control it will be able to control the flame, but the flame will not hurt you." ”

Yao Jingya glanced at Ling Yu strangely, then bowed her head slightly, followed the transliteration on the translation paper, and read: "Ahh

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ps: This chapter is a bit slow, I'm really sorry, the tycoon rewrote this chapter twice, and he was not satisfied, and nearly four thousand words were wasted, I hope this time I can satisfy you, the tycoon is here to plead for a recommendation vote, thank you!

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