"Before the heart stops beating...... ...... before the heart stops beating"

Carlos muttered to himself the meaning of the words, and suddenly, he looked at his body, which was covered with knife wounds, and saw his body, which was almost bloody, and fell to the ground with a thud, leaving only his eyes open and closed, like a lion in the twilight, lingering in the setting sun, waiting for the night to come and death to come.

"Captain Carlos!"

Link didn't delay any longer, and quickly took out the healing potion from his pocket, sketching out layers of spells in his mind, covering Carlos's body.

Beside the campfire, which was scented with some unknown herb, an invisible wind suddenly swirled, and Link's eyes began to darken, turning from brown to black, as if he could see a human soul.

He stretched out his palm, pressed it against the master's sword, and said silently in his heart:

"O legendary sword of exorcism, you are the tenacious companion of the brave of the ages, you are the incarnation of the unyielding soul of steel, please release the power of protection and delay the passage of life!"

In silence, Link extended his spirituality, his fingers rubbing against the blade of the sword, and a drop of blood dripping from his fingertips, bringing a healing light blue in the light of the dim firelight.

This is the black magic recorded in the Ethereal City, used before a person is dying, it is a kind of taboo, the caster reduces the lifespan by nearly ten years, and the caster will gain 200% of the crazy power until death before the caster's magic power disappears!

Feeling the glow of vitality and the return of energy, Carlos only felt that his body was full of strength, he opened his eyes, and just as he wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Link.

"Captain Carlos, incantation, recite the incantation of supplication to Mr. Old Day!"

Before he had time to say anything, Carlos dragged the collapsing flesh and quickly took out the ointment candle from his right pocket and placed it around the campfire in a triangular shape, which was the most basic configuration for the inhabitants of the Ethereal City to please the gods.

"The Ancient Dominion ...... Sleeping in the City of L'Alaye"

Yikes!

The first candle, a symbol of the gods, lit up a gray flame.

"The Mysterious Juggernaut above Your Forbidden ......"

Rumble!

The second candle, which symbolizes the medium of communication, ignites a crimson flame.

"Eternal Old Dreams Transcending Time and Space ......"

Rise!

The third candle, symbolizing Carlos the Supplicant, began to glow.

Seeing the successful lighting of the three candles, Carlos burst into tears, close to three thousand years, and in the records of the Ethereal City, it has been three thousand years old, and it has not succeeded in lighting the candle to communicate with the gods.

In the flickering candlelight, Carlos picked up his broadsword and sanctified himself with coarse salt and water while chanting a mantra that was almost carved into his bones.

He then allowed his accumulated spirituality to erupt from the tip of his broadsword, merging with nature.

The invisible wall of spiritual power formed in an instant, circling Carlos, and the firelight under his feet disappeared in an instant, but the gray light still floated quietly.

It's a special light, like mist, like clouds and rain, and the air smells of moisture.

Carlos didn't even have time to prepare the essential oils and hydrosols, he glanced at Link, the master sword in his hand swaying, and it had reached the edge of no support.

Immediately, he silently recited:

"I pray for your favors;"

"Pray that you will visit one of your faithful believers."

"I pray for the power of Crimson;"

"I pray for the power of calamity and fear;"

"Pray that your faithful believer Carlos will be freed from the stain of evil and from the entanglement of calamity."

"Great God, please pass on your power to me through the Miracle Flower......"

"Mystic grass, herbs that belong to the forbidden realm, please pass on your power to me......"

"Sleeping grass, herbs belonging to the Nightmare Realm, please pass on your power to me......"

After doing all this, he put down the broadsword in his hand, and at the same time, along with the master sword in Link's hand, he had completely depleted his aura and was unable to support the continuation of black magic.

Carlos smiled, his eyes slowly closed, and he leaned back.

Multiply!

Suddenly, a faint mist filled the air, and the surroundings suddenly felt a little more mysterious.

The corners of Link's mouth curled slightly, he knew that at this time, even if the strange beast appeared, it would not affect the prayers of Captain Carlos.

He silently counted his heartbeat, checked the time, and rehearsed the rest of the process.

Over and over again, the sound of shadows began to sound in the whole space, which was the sound of the sea crashing against the reef, the sound of the stars returning to their positions and the meteorite falling.

A dazzling light instantly drowned Carlos who fell to the ground.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself standing in a majestic palace supported by huge stone pillars, with a river of stars flowing above his head, and an ancient and mottled Ouroboros round table in front of him, with a huge transcendent bonfire blazing, and on the top of the round table, a figure surrounded by stars and the water flowing backwards.

In addition, the surrounding buildings are ethereal, ethereal, empty, and illogical, and the bottom is filled with the gray and white water with no edge and unreal dazzling spots.

At this moment, Carlos was completely so surprised that he couldn't speak, he was terrified, surprised, scared, excited and many other emotions haunted his heart, and then hurriedly looked at the figure standing in the seat in front of him reverently and said:

"God! You finally set your sights on your people once again. ”

After finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered something and quickly lowered his head.

What I remember is:

"Don't look directly at God!"

Oh, it's really the same as when Mr. Fate came up, pious and fearful, and fear mixed with curiosity.

Venason leaned back, clasped his hands crossed, and replied in the Alpine language of the mountains in a leisurely and relaxed manner:

"In addition to being old and rotten, the word god is often mixed with depravity, and the old guys enjoyed it, I don't like it, I'm just an old man who was interested in the mountains."

He had already used the extraordinary bonfire, and found that the burly uncle in front of him, the color of the surface of the star spirit body deep in the etheric body gradually became vibrant from withered brown to a unified color.

This shows that the opponent's life is recovering, and the strength is gradually climbing to the demigod sequence.

Old...... Carlos chewed on the word, just as Link described, and sure enough, at a certain time before, Link had been called by the gods to come here.

There is salvation, the ethereal city is saved!

"Honorable God...... Please save your people, old sir. ”

Hey, I'm not saving you...... Venason let go of his hands and smiled:

"I have given you a new life."

Carlos was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time before he said:

"My new life?"

Suddenly, he suddenly noticed that his spirituality had become normal, and the turbidity shrouded in death had disappeared.

God, this ...... It is the power of God, the power of life.

"Dear old sir, thank you for your life, I am willing to give everything I have."

Looking at the uncle in front of him, who was full of vicissitudes of life, and was restrained like a child at this time, Venason smiled and shook his head, his eyes like black whirlpools, staring at Dao.

"I'm not interested in your devotion, I'm interested in faith, the faith of all the people of the Ethereal City."

Of course, this sentence was not from the mouth of Venathan, but from Gorot's simulated voice.