"Old ...... Slide! ”

The monster in the ritual roared and screamed, its body twisting and twisting, and a pair of tentacles flicked more and more weakly, as if it were about to melt.

In fact, tentacles are called 'a physiognomy of the soul in reality' in the study of antlers.

Spirituality is inherently non-existent, attached to the body, and if there are no special attributes, what is embodied is the tentacles.

The tentacle is a virtual phase without attributes, and the animal form is a reality with attributes.

Using the props of the Purgatory World and the gold-rimmed glasses, Lin Anzeng, Professor Cao, and Dr. Zhang watched the appearance of the little boss together, a man wearing a wizard's robe and his head full of tentacles.

That unique picture, in Dr. Zhang's analysis, is that 'the spirituality of leisure spurts out of the head'.

At that time, Lin An was still ignorant, and Dr. Zhang described it very vividly, saying something like this: "You can imagine the spirit of a human brain wave, eh, brain waves radiating from the head, just like having tentacles." ”

That's pretty much what it feels like.

And in the ritual in front of him, sure enough, the seemingly most powerful tentacles were the first to begin to deform.

The rituals of the monastery of St. Carol were apparently imposing certain characteristics on the spirit of the lich clone in front of him.

From non-attributed to attributed, from virtual to real.

This is indeed how the Forge smelts the Lich!

The lich clone was given the will of the monastery - the tentacles, which began to turn into a pair of slender and slender women's hands.

And at this time, a magical scene happened.

Lin An saw a scene that had never been seen before.

In the water mirror world, the big strong brother obviously also noticed the problem, and asked the babbling little boss to shut up, stared deeply, and finally exclaimed, "Nima smelting can even add catalysts?" ”

The little boss was stunned for a moment, this was obviously a bit beyond the scope of his cognition, whether it was his father's research materials or the antlers' previous research, there was no category, "Catalyst? ”

Brother Da Zhuang stared at the scene in front of him, the lich clone in the ceremony, as the hands turned into the hands of the goddess, some special 'divine power' began to spread, touching something in the monster's body, and the whole monster began to glow.

It radiates a very unique holy light.

"Awesome!"

Brother Zhuang sighed, stuffed An Zai's mobile phone to his apprentice Chen Shuyun, and asked her to focus the camera on this picture and stare at every detail in front of her seriously.

After a long time, he let out a long breath.

Seeing that the little boss still looked dazed, he explained to him, "In the past, the furnace was smelted, and it was only two steps to smelt the spirit realm aura that has been transformed by the lich. ”

The little boss nodded.

So Brother Da Zhuang continued, "The antlers have the 'A' character vein and are ranked in the first grade, because the Nail character vein makes the lich material into armor, and then smelts it after wearing, which is one more step for our antlers than others." ”

The little boss still nodded, this was the thing he was most proud of.

Brother Da Zhuang pointed to the ritual picture outside, "This monastery is also one step more than an ordinary furnace, adding a catalyst to invisibly speed up the smelting speed and improve the success rate of smelting." ”

The little boss's eyes widened suddenly, "What's more?" ”

Why didn't he understand it, if he could learn the hand, could the antlers speed up his cultivation in large quantities?

Absolutely.

"Heh......" Brother Da Zhuang sneered, "Can't you see it?" Witch Hunter Knights, they added Witch Hunter Knights! ”

“？？？”

The little boss was still at a loss.

Chen Shuyun exclaimed in surprise, and when he saw the master looking over, he said weakly, "The team of witch hunters who climbed onto the six-pointed star just now was originally a fixed process, not Lin An's appearance, they were originally going to be sent to death!" ”

Now, the little boss understands thoroughly.

Looking at the monster in front of him, his eyes widened, "So, the witch hunter knights who are now presiding over the ceremony, the pair of hands that have been transformed, and the remnants and souls of those witch hunters who have been turned into monsters are all functioning at the same time?" ”

Big Brother nodded, "It's not too stupid, yes!" ”

"This Nima is too evil!" The little boss said he couldn't accept it.

On the contrary, Ms. Daili, who had not spoken on the side, shook her head, "For those witch hunters who climb up, it may be a particularly honorable thing for them to become part of the gods they believe in." ”

“！！！” The little bosses were stunned.

As a second-generation person deeply influenced by antler culture, he, like all antlers, firmly believes in and chases the self-will of the individual, constantly confronting the collective will brought about by the beliefs he holds.

The desire to uphold one's own will while sticking to one's faith.

And the scene in front of me is obviously going on the opposite path.

The witch hunters here get their strength from their faith, and eventually they also move towards the power of faith and become a part of it.

"In fact, it doesn't matter whether evil is evil or not, everyone has their own aspirations." Ms. Dai Li concluded.

The small boss doesn't think so, "Those people are being fooled." ”

"This method ......," Brother Da Zhuang sighed, "No wonder those in yellow robes can mobilize this god, the combination of the power of the furnace is equivalent to a resonance ......"

"The witch hunter knight is embedded in the lich clone and smelted into a god, and the god is embedded in other witch hunter knights to release the power of faith and force out of the same origin."

He finally looked at the two juniors, the little boss and Chen Shuyun, and said very sincerely, "The gods of the monastery are still worthy of respect, they are built by the flesh and blood spirits of the warriors who sacrificed for their beliefs!" ”

In the live broadcast of the chat group of Antlers, other people also sent words of agreement.

Professor Cao and Yan Zidu decided not to kill for the time being, everyone's transcendent path is different, but this belief is enough to prove that St. Carol's Monastery is still a warrior of faith to defend the world of ordinary people.

This is the companion.

While many of the other side's practices are commendable, so are the antlers themselves.

Big brother, don't talk about second brother.

Finally, in its final wail, the monster twisted and deformed a little bit, transforming into a goddess in robes.

The jade-white texture glows with a certain holy light.

The Witch Hunter, the Abbey of St. Carol, hunts the lich of the spirit world from a unique angle, walking on a completely different path from the rest of the country.

It's hard to say whose path is right or wrong.

The only problem is......

Lin An still felt the spiritual rhythm of the spirit world lich in this statue.

He looked up at the jade-white statue in the sky, but he didn't feel the lich aura in it.

I don't know if it was because of the continuous blessing of the monastery's faith that the lich's breath was completely digested, or if it was temporarily dormant.

The transcendent path is like that, and no one knows what the future holds.

No one can say that the path they are taking is necessarily the right one, and perhaps, in the end, all that will be ushered in is destruction, and maybe they have really found the most correct answer.

For the three spiritual rhythms that want to be drawn.

'Divine Descending Bearing' and 'Collective Consciousness Concrete', these two Lin An have finally been drawn.

Of course, he also needs a third step, which is to completely draw it through the brushstrokes, which is no less difficult.

And the spiritual rhythm of the 'bridge between heaven and earth' is not so easy.

As the 'god-making ceremony' ended, Lady Sally Beard hurriedly urged the wizards to stop the witchcraft ritual and take out the somewhat broken six-pointed star on the ground.

The curtain was torn open in the sky, and the spirit lich closed his eyes heavily, as if he had been greatly hurt, and fled in a hurry.

The gap began to close, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the dark golden viscous spiritual waterfall that fell from the sky also stopped.

The sun is shining, and the rain is clear.

I'm sorry, I suddenly felt very tired yesterday, and I can't write it anymore, and I'm missing a day, so I'll find a way to make up for it.

(End of chapter)