What can others do to a mother who is on the verge of losing her mind because of the loss of her only son? The best thing to do is probably to stay away and let the emotion calm down a little before stepping in to persuade; or perhaps the emotion becomes even more intense.
After the collapse, try to find a way to save it. In short, getting involved immediately is generally not the best choice.
So what can others do to a mother who is on the verge of losing her mind because of the loss of her only son, but also has great strength? If she wants to go crazy, let her go crazy with her, otherwise what else can she do? She doesn’t want to let that anger burn her.
words on the body.
Horta Oberli is a smart man and knows how to protect himself. In this situation, he simply led people to the ritual room used for prophecies. Of course, it can also be used to cast traces of things that have happened.
of magic.
To trace the past, the most important thing is a primer, or a clue. The more precise the description of people, places, and things, the easier it will be to find that specific time segment.
Taking this incident as an example, Granny Youjia wanted to know the murderer of her son, so it was relatively easy to follow the clues. A drop of blood from a blood relative, and what she saw just before death, had such clues
and request, you can find the part you want to see from the long river of past memories, and then reproduce it.
The most important thing is that this ritual can see more than just 'images'. Participants in the ritual can even interfere with the 'past' to a certain extent from the perspective of a third party. This is also the curse of Granny Youjia,
The biggest reason that can have an effect on a specific person who appears by performing the ritual.
Of course, to the extent of interference, there will be a corresponding price. It is not impossible to save people or retrieve disappeared items from the past, but the price will be so high that the caster cannot imagine it. If the ritual fails,
It is a trivial matter that all the sacrifices used to perform the ceremony were reduced to nothing. It is not impossible for the magic to backfire and the caster to die.
This set of rituals created by Saint Wells, the Time Magician, does not have a specific name. Precisely because this magical ritual can do many things that cannot be explained by common sense, and is powerful enough to change fate against the will of heaven, this set of rituals is related to
The most talked about knowledge is actually how to prepare a 'sacrifice' or a 'substitute'.
As long as there are enough sacrifices or substitutes to pay the cost of the ritual for the caster, this ritual can be said to be a super magic without side effects or sequelae.
But whether the sacrifice is enough, whether the substitute is strong enough to ward off disasters, these are not the final say of the person performing the ceremony. As long as the price is not enough, the life force of everyone participating in the ceremony will begin to be drained until there is nothing left.
When there is nothing to fill the river of time as a price, the ritual fails.
It is precisely because of such terrifying characteristics that many magicians who performed this ritual were eventually swallowed up by their own greed and lost their precious lives.
Horta Oberli is very aware of the taboos in this ritual and performs every ritual carefully, so that she can live a nourishing life to this day.
Grandma Youjia's commission was not the first time for him. So after entering the ceremony room, he ordered his students to place enough sacrifices, and he also made preparations for the ceremony. Of course.
He had to pick up something in person.
Holding a small silver plate, Horta walked up to the still angry mother and said, "Grandma Yuja, I need a drop of blood from my blood relatives."
The old woman said in a hoarse and heavy voice: "I know this ritual well. So when the ceremony starts, I will drop the blood to the right place myself, and you don't need to worry about the rest."
This is considered a person who is good at cursing and is cautious about his own blood. Horta Oberli shrugged noncommittally and took back the hand holding the silver plate. Just like what the old woman said, she herself was very familiar with this.
The ceremony was completed, but the blood was not in place, causing the ceremony to fail, and the responsibility would not be on him.
While everyone was waiting, Horta Oubrey put on the robe used for performing rituals. The euphemistic name was for the sake of solemnity and to allow her to cast spells smoothly. After all, the magic of Lost Land is idealistic. In a good mood or
Bad will have an impact on the results of spell casting.
But what others don't know is that there is a secret hidden in it. This robe is woven with human hair, and those who contributed their hair, including ordinary people and magicians, have their souls imprisoned in the robe.
, as your last life-saving substitute when the ritual goes wrong.
Despite this assumption, since the bloody commission was completed, this magician, who is not as gentle as he appears, has not had the opportunity to test whether this robe can operate normally. After all, it is best that such a thing never happens.
After repeatedly confirming that everything needed for the ceremony was in place and in sufficient quantity, Horta Oberli dismissed other irrelevant people and asked them to leave the ceremony room. At the same time, Granny Yujia was also in the correct position, dripping herself
Blood on fingertips.
The burning incense and the chanting of mantras. The ceremony room was enveloped by a wonderful atmosphere. The fog gradually thickened, and the room no longer looked like what it had seen before, but was replaced by many fleeting scenes, and
Those pictures are getting clearer and clearer.
Finally, the picture came to a place in the sky. All you could see were misty white clouds, flying upwards. In other words, the object under observation kept falling.
Seeing that the scene was fixed and there were no major changes, the old woman as a great magician was now just an anxious mother, looking around. Soon, she saw the familiar figure of her child.
, a familiar appearance, the only difference is that one arm is missing. But it is obvious that the person is still alive.
Looking at the vivid image, she couldn't help shouting: "McDonald, is that you? My precious child."
"Mother, mother, is that your voice? Save me, I don't know where I am. Come and save me quickly."
"Child, don't be afraid, I will find you, I will definitely find you."
Looking at the scene of deep love between mother and son, Horta wanted to pour a bucket of cold water on the other party. Using the past memory found as the condition of "the last scene before death", people are still alive only at that time.
It's just alive. What follows will be a cruel death scene. Isn't this maddening?
Moreover, he wasted some opportunities by talking to people from the past without authorization. These opportunities were all exchanged for sacrifices. Fortunately, he was always more prepared. After all, this was a big customer and could always be reimbursed. However, for consumption
The speed, for Horta, who had performed many rituals, still felt that something was not quite right.
The fall from the sky is not endless. Below is a green and lush grassland. There are no other plants, only a raised hill, forming a throne-like terrain. There is also a person leaning on it,
Her feet were on the chair, her hands rested on her knees, and she opened a book with one hand, looking very leisurely. Her messy brown hair was fluttering in the wind, as if there was a sparkle of light that was blown away by the wind.
Although he hadn't seen the other party's appearance clearly yet, just looking at it from a distance, Holta felt a sense of indescribable familiarity... and a sense of weirdness.
Next to her, Granny Youjia was yelling, asking her incompetent son to perform flying or feather falling spells. It was the kind of magic that should be performed when falling from a high altitude. She also needed someone to remind her. Horta really thought that guy was dead.
Okay, it really saves the world a little trouble.
As the McDonnell Douglas fell, Horta realized where the strange feeling that had been lingering in his mind came from. The figure on the ground was in a very comfortable posture and was reading a book. His body was too huge.
Madao, the underachieving son of Grandma Youjia, is as big as a finger?
There are giants in the Lost Land, but the disparity in size is not to such an extent. Unless the other party is an ancient giant, in the limited literature records, the description of the ancient giant's body shape is exaggerated.
Before he could figure out the origin of the giant, he saw the book close with a snap, and the mother-in-law next to him let out a heart-rending cry. Horta also looked at it dumbfounded. Before today, he had no way of imagining that this was a living thing.
What would it be like for a human being to be beaten to death like a bug? But that happened just now.
Suddenly a possibility flashed through his mind. But before Horta Oberli had time to capture that inspiration and figure out some vague things, Granny Yujia had already taken action.
They sprinkled secretly mixed corpse powder into the sky and chanted spells that did not belong to this world in the language of the dead. The souls used as materials were simultaneously released. In order to gain freedom and to pass on their own pain, they used various methods to
Vicious words to curse the target marked by the magician who casts the spell.
Generally speaking, the target person will not notice the curse cast through the ritual. But as soon as Granny Youjia took action, in this past memory, the cursed person seemed to notice something and turned his gaze.
Moving over, he even looked eye to eye with Horta, the person performing the ritual. This was something that had never happened before!
When the warning flashed in his mind and Horta wanted to interrupt the ceremony, it was already too late. The giant grabbed it into the void and then made a throwing motion. Granny Youjia beside her seemed to have been hit hard by an unknown force.
, floated into the air, and landed heavily on the ground.
She fell to the ground, her chest was concave and her expression was ferocious. She stared at the magician who was performing the ritual with her eyes, which made her scalp numb. She couldn't die any more.
Brutally sweeping away all the places where the sacrificial vessels were placed, and even destroying the arranged magic circle without hesitation, not only because of the death of the old woman, Horta Oubrey was shocked, but he also remembered that that person was
who.
That person is not a giant, but the Lord of Perception - Monet. The god who controls the 'perception' among the eight powers. What you see in the picture is actually the kingdom of the Lord of Perception. The huge difference in body size is due to
Human beings are so insignificant in front of gods.
But all this was also too late.
The moment before the ceremony was completely interrupted, Horta Oubli's eyes exploded. Although he saved his life, he also realized that his 'perception' among the eight powers had been completely cut off.
This means that his progress in magic will always stop at this moment in front of him. Unless he can find a way to please the god, there is the possibility of regaining the power of "perception".