What is a miracle?

For Guderian, who had dealt with God, it was just something that seemed mysterious, but in fact it was false, or it seemed mysterious, but in fact it belonged to some kind of special magic.

However, when he saw Caesar, who was lying on the hospital bed, his face pale and about to die, he obeyed his command and began to pray silently.

Suddenly, he found out that a real miracle had happened!

There was no special light and shadow, and the air around Caesar, who was swollen from the curse, suddenly began to burn, and even the already extremely weak fire of life in the body of this top hunter suddenly began to burn violently!

"Lava breathing?"

The person who prayed silently did not seem to notice the change in himself, but Guderian, who was standing by the bed, instantly widened his eyes.

The lava breathing method is a top-level hunter's breathing method inherited by the Church of the Night, and it is also the foundation of Caesar's practice.

Guderian certainly knew this.

But what made him feel unbelievable was that the dying guy in front of him, the breathing method he practiced, had actually begun to advance!

The scorching heat brought by the advanced level baked the furniture in the bedroom and began to dry out, and Caesar's body, which was swollen from the water's curse, quickly returned to normal.

When the dried water evaporated, it became a white mist, which shrouded the bed, and set off Caesar, who was still praying, like a man of God!

However, all these appearances could not attract Guderian's attention at all.

At this time, he stared at the other person's body, and his eyes faintly shimmered with a faint blue glow, as if he could see through some of the things in his body.

The more he looked, the more shocked Guderian became.

Because he could clearly see how the invisible "qi" that appeared in Caesar's body due to the practice of breathing was swept away by all the dark wounds and curses in his body under the influence of a mysterious and unpredictable force!

These things were not only devouring Caesar's life, but they were also an obstacle to Caesar's inability to completely practice the breathing method to the top.

The Night Church has evaluated it, believing that under normal circumstances, even if Caesar lived for another hundred years, he would not have been able to leap to the top and become a saint on earth in such a physical state.

However, now, everything is silently proving that this hand of God, which should have died, is really speeding towards the realm of saints!

And the reason is just a simple prayer to the child of fate......

Not long ago, Guderian was unable to attend the sacrifice because he was imprisoned at Chelsea Manor, and certainly did not witness the shocking miracle that befell him.

Although he had heard about it afterwards, he didn't feel much about it.

But now, he was stunned on the spot.

Because compared to the so-called bell that spreads all over the world, everything that seems ordinary at the moment has a greater impact on him.

is also a hunter, he is actually almost the same as Caesar's realm, so he can naturally clearly understand how difficult it is to reach the top.

And at this moment, the road that should have been difficult has been broken through so easily......

Thinking of his decades of hard practice, and then looking at this guy who was in the blessing but didn't seem to know it, a flash of fanaticism suddenly flashed in Guderian's eyes.

……

As a client, Caesar was able to clearly feel what was going on in his body.

He could even intuitively find that his state, which should have been extremely weak, was rapidly improving.

This is usually going to fill his heart with shock.

But at this moment, as that mysterious power quietly descended into his body, as he continued to pray, he could faintly "see", a hazy figure emerged from the depths of his thoughts.

The figure was as vast as the sky, and as dark as the sea, just "looking" at it made Caesar, a top hunter who had seen countless big scenes, inexplicably have a kind of surrender to worship.

He was indeed expressing his submission and even worship, but the figure didn't even look at him, as if he couldn't see his existence at all.

"How could a giant see an ant as humble as dust on the ground?"

By the time he finished praying and slowly opened his eyes, only this thought remained in his mind, filling Caesar with loss, and even the joy that should have existed because of the breakthrough was not born in the slightest.

"Y-what did you just go through?"

A worried voice sounded from beside him.

Looking sideways at the middle-aged gentleman beside the bed, whose expression could not hide the look of anticipation, Caesar had no intention of concealing it.

Because he clearly understood that he could survive, the role played by the person in front of him was very crucial, and his status as a member of the Truth Cult inexplicably filled Caesar with a sense of trust.

However, he opened his mouth to tell the truth, and then closed his mouth again.

Because a thought suddenly flashed through his mind and made him change his mind.

That is, to tell the truth, it is not what the great existence wants, and exploring her identity will also provoke her dislike.

The idea came from a strange one, but Caesar did not have the slightest idea of doubt, as if the previous statement of surrender had been deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul and became some kind of instinct.

So he just shook his head and replied in a dry voice, "I, I don't know." ”

……

He casually created a human saint who practiced the breathing method to the top level, and seemed to be loyal to himself, but Meren didn't know anything about it.

At this time, he had already arrived in the hall where the entrance ceremony was held, but before he could see his acquaintances, he was surrounded by a group of strange peers.

These peers seem to be polite, and when they talk and introduce, they are either rich or expensive, and none of them are from ordinary backgrounds.

made Melen deeply feel how popular he was at this time.

But at the same time, he saw that because of the behavior of this group of young wizards from big families, most of the students around him who were originally curious or kind to look at him became more and more distant and cold.

People's hearts are very complicated, not that Melen is a very powerful person, and others must come to him.

In other words, people who have interests will be like this, but most onlookers, when they find out that Melen is not from the same world as them, will naturally choose to stay away.

This is actually inconsistent with Iger Wilson's "pro-people" persona.

But before Melen could make any moves, an old professor with gray hair and a sturdy physique hurried into the auditorium.

After glancing at Meren, a special being, he didn't say anything, but stood in front of the podium and began to announce the rules of the next practice test, as well as the precautions and so on.