Because they already had a simple understanding of the good conduct of the Weaver God system, Ya Xiu and Diya not only did not show joy when they heard the kindness of Ling Ting Angel, but instead stepped back and shook their heads in unison: "No..."
"Very good, I have indeed heard your wish."
When he said the second half of the sentence, the bell had already appeared behind Diya. The retreating Diya bumped into her exposed belly button. Only a bell rang, and Ash and Diya were unable to move for an instant. They watched helplessly.
Listening to Angel took off her exquisite and luxurious obsidian headphones, gently put them on De Ya's head, and carefully calibrated the tightness of the headphones.
Then she rang the bell.
The bell swayed, making the sound of flames burning the air.
Then, a sphere as big as a fist appeared on De Ya's head, as concentrated as a golden ball, and as dazzling as the sun... In other words, this was a sun!
Mini sun!
The bell shook twice, making the sound of water vapor and frost.
Then, under Diya's feet, spider webs instantly formed thousands of miles of glaciers, and pitch-black frost filled the field of vision. When you lowered your head, you could see the deep and invisible sea of ice. Just looking at it filled your heart with breathless and oppressive fear!
The bell swung three times, making the sound of a gentle breeze...
Then the airflow in the entire space seemed to be falling, and the breeze penetrated every inch of their skin and every cell from top to bottom, as if it was going to blow them away and melt them!
The bell swayed around, making the sound of falling petals.
Then, on the glacier thousands of miles away, boundless blue roses suddenly bloomed. Their petals were as delicate as ice crystals, swaying gently, and the light was distorted and tilted!
The bell did not continue to ring, but these four ringings were enough for Yaxiu and Diya to spy out the tip of the iceberg of this bell-listening angel. She was using the sound arts faction to play Wanfa!
She directly reproduces the miracle/miracle by replicating the sound of the miracle/miracle!
Maybe she remembered it directly, or maybe she 'stored' the sound when she witnessed other people's miracles. In short, when she released the sound, she could perform the corresponding miracle!
Although the magicians are convinced that angels and gods, even if they are not proficient in all factions, they can definitely use one method to reflect all methods. There cannot be any shortcomings that they can't solve. Now that the angels are listening to the sound, Ash and the two of them can clearly see the difference between angels and gods.
The difference between magicians is the huge gap between 'all-powerful' and 'mastery'!
And this is just the bell-listening angel under the Lord Weaver's seat. What kind of grace is that great being known as the 'Omniscient Lord Weaver'?
At this time, Suzu pulled out something similar to a baton. At this time, her momentum changed dramatically. Although using the word "confidence" to describe the angel was too small, if Igura could definitely use more gorgeous words here,
Describing this scene, she was so confident that she was facing a group of highly skilled orchestras, arrogantly waving the baton and leading the world to play a gorgeous movement!
In an instant, Yaxiu and Diya heard the scorching sun singing loudly, the sinking wind whispering, the blooming flowers singing accompaniment, and the deep sea playing!
Then Ling pointed at Diya and pointed, everything seemed to be condensed in equal proportions and integrated into Diya's soul!
Miracle·World Fusion!
I saw that a small world suddenly appeared in Diya's soul, shrouding the gods of gospel and spiritualism. There were gardens, sun, air currents, glaciers and land in the small world. The gospel and spiritualism were very quiet inside.
At the same time, Diya's other magic spirits seemed to be relieved. They did not continue to tremble against the edge of their souls, but continued to chase and fight as usual.
In Diya's perception, the gospel spirit and spiritualism spirit seemed to have suddenly disappeared, leaving only an unknown three-winged magic spirit.
A ringing sound came from the headphones:
Diya didn't expect that the angel's wish was actually this, which is indeed what she needs, because Ash has the ability to detect the operator's magic spirit. Now that the angel of ringing has hidden the gospel spirit, spiritualism spirit and secret incarnation, then she
There is no fatal flaw exposed.
but……
Since you're like this, why don't you just increase my mental resistance and divine adaptability to 100% so that I don't have to keep the secret? Are you deliberately bullying me?
The bell’s voice is full of banter:
Di Ya was stunned and recalled the scene of the bronze dragon quickly dissipating after blessing.
name?
Almost subconsciously, a thought came to Diya's mind:
With Ling's words, this small world wrapped in gospel and spiritualism has a new name: Fairy Tale Magic Spirit!
Lingting Angel took back the earphones, adjusted the tightness, put them back on his head, and said with a smile: "Okay, you can thank me now."
The moment he regained control of his body, Ash took a step to the left to block in front of Diya. However, the little white-haired girl took his hand and shook it, and took the initiative to say with an angelic mouth to the bell: "Thank you."
Ling accepted the thank you calmly and said: "You can go back, but... you still have a chance to regret it. Although the gospel spirit cannot be removed from your soul, after all, the first gospel must stay in reality, but you
You can make a wish to separate your personality consciousness, and then your body will stay in reality, and your consciousness will stay in the omniscient heaven to enjoy eternal happiness, and reunite with the undestined people you know."
Diya was a little excited for a moment. She didn't need to keep the secret, didn't need to think about anything else, and could tie Yaxiu to her side forever and enjoy the carefree happiness in the kingdom of heaven.
But she quickly shook her head and said firmly: "Send us back."
Since she even wants to escape from the illusory tower, she can't possibly drag Ash in as a prisoner. Life in the tower is indeed happy, but the future she wants can only be found outside the tower.
Thinking of this, Diya glanced at Ya Xiu, only to find that Ya Xiu was still staring at Ling warily. As a social worker who had worked for several years and had been exposed to anti-fraud education, Ya Xiu had long disbelieved in any empty promises from those in authority.
Every time Ash sees a scam text message, he will ask himself three things:
Although there is no need for Lingting Angel to lie to him, after all, the difference in strength is too big. She wants to round and flatten Ash, but does Ash still dare to show his teeth? If they stay in the omniscient heaven, they can indeed reach the other side of happiness.
But the question is, is this happiness really what Ash wants? In other words, will the omniscient Weaver give whatever Ash wants?
Don’t forget, the people of Brahmela, Memphela, the people of the Nabistin Underground and even the people of the Full Gospel all feel that they are very happy.
For Ash, who has been trying to get out of bed, staying in Heaven is indeed a tempting choice. At least he doesn't have to study how to make the substitute learn to work on his own. However, the omniscient Heaven can never satisfy Ash's appetite as a substitute.
A greedy mudblood wizard, besides himself, Ash also wants to bring happiness to others.
In the final analysis, happiness is just like a game. You don’t rely on others to give you a perfect save and a perfect account to pass the level. You have to go through it yourself before you know what ending you want. Although the reality is indeed a mess and a mess.
It is a tower climbing game, but Ash still has no idea of giving up the game because he still has teammates who are fighting together.
"It's amazing that there are mortals who can refuse this invitation." Ling smiled slightly, and with a slight stroke of her right hand, she cut a gap in the space: "Then, you can go back."
"Go back to that vivid and cunning reality, weaved with sorrow and joy."
The next second, the gap submerged the two Gospels.
Ling looked at the place where they disappeared and fell into deep thought.
At this time, another hanging person suddenly appeared in the spider web above.
She was wearing an aluminum-alloy metal mask, with her hands in her coat pockets, and a weasel ponytail. She was tall and silent.
"You came just in time, Yan." Ling asked: "Did you make the twisted mask?"
Yan nodded.
"It's impossible for the twisted mask to resist my listening, right? It's within five meters."
Yan shook his head.
"It's amazing, why can't I hear his voice at all..." Ling held her chin in thought: "The same goes for the First Gospel. Although I can hear it, I can only hear a little bit, and the voice is very different from hers.
Big. Although she has another personality, the voice seems to know that I am listening and deliberately throws some bones for me to hold..."
"However, I can't listen, it's already a kind of listening. The four pillar gods? The dramatic poet? Who is writing the music scores for them?"
At this time, Yan waved his hand as if warning.
Ling immediately shook her head: "Of course I won't do that. One of them is not for sale and the other is a commodity. I don't dare to ruin the weaver's business."
As soon as Ash and Diya opened and closed their eyes, they found that they had returned to the dinner hall of Nabistin Palace. But the difference was that there were many more people in the hall now.
They looked at the two people who suddenly appeared, their faces full of awe and excitement.
"Why are you all here?" Ya Xiu was also confused. In addition to the funeral party, there were also sisters Qinna and Sisters Effalin. In short, everyone who tried to cause trouble last night was here.
Qin Na crossed her hands in front of her chest and glanced at Di Ya, who was being held by him. A subtle light flashed in her eyes: "Your Majesty Di Yin asked us to come here to say goodbye to you."
"Me too." Evelin put her hands on her hips, and behind her was her younger sister Anfil, who was a head taller than her: "It was said that you were leaving the gospel country today, and you might never come back, so... you just went
Have you met the omniscient weaver?"
"Ash."
Igura strode over, grabbed Ash by the collar, stared at him and asked sternly: "Where did you hit me when we first met? Answer within three seconds, tell me quickly!"
Ash was startled: "Huh? Well, hey, it was your nose, but I didn't hit it because Broken Lake Prison restricted my intention to attack!"
"What else do you owe me?"
"A wish! I still owe you a wish!"
"The wronged fool or the real cult leader, which side do you belong to?"
"I was wrongly accused...I am not a fool!"
Igura pushed him away and explained to everyone: "It has not been replaced. It is still the same Ash who forgets to eat and sleep."
"Are you saying that too much?" Ya Xiu clicked his tongue: "I won't sleep in when my soul recovers!"
"How do you know I'm talking about you being a loser, lethargic, forgetful, and overeating?"
"Nonsense, how could you say good things about me except before you die and before you lie to me?"
"Stop for now." Zi Fei Moth walked between them and signaled them to stop arguing, then looked at the cult leader: "Yash."
"Hmm." Ya Xiu looked at An Nan. They were actually separated for only one night. An Nan and the others followed the secret guards to the depths of the palace, while he went to the high tower with Liz, but now they met with a strange feeling.
It feels like a reunion after a lifetime.
An Nan suddenly hugged him and took a deep breath, as if feeling his body temperature.
Diya narrowed her eyes slightly.
After a moment, she let go of Ash and asked: "Did you just go to the Omniscient Heaven to make a wish? We saw that you never came out. When you came in, you found no one. Then we tried to ask the gospel, and the gospel said that you were in the Omniscient Heaven.
"
"Make a wish..." Yaxiu and Diya looked at each other, shrugged and said, "If you have to say it, we did make a wish."
"What wish did you make?" An Nan asked curiously, and others also raised their concerns.
"World peace and happiness for all living beings."
