After resting for a while and waiting for her mood to calm down, Ellu finally stood up again and knelt down in front of the altar in her most solemn posture.
Carefully take out a portion of gold powder, dip it with a paintbrush, and draw the symbolic pattern of "Moonlight and Forest Goddess" on the base of the altar. This requires extremely high precision. It is said that if you make a wrong stroke, the entire summoning ceremony will be ruined.
All will fail.
Of course, failure of the ritual is only the best result. According to legend, if something goes wrong, it is even possible to summon an unknown evil god.
In the legend of the elves, there is only one orthodox god in the world. However, there are still many evil spirits hiding in the dark sky. They possess mysterious and powerful power, tempting the elves to fall, fall, and even, according to the most popular current trends,
According to the theory, "erosion" is the method of some evil god.
"call."
When Ellu finally put the last stroke, she looked at the perfect pattern and smiled brightly. She wiped her sweat, put down the pen, and placed the patterns in the box in order.
"Finally..."
She carefully placed the shriveled flower specimen at the only gap. Now, the ritual formation was completed.
No, there's still one last thing left to do.
Ellu gritted her teeth and took out a delicate knife from her arms. The silver knife looked a little dark in the hall. She held the knife and gestured with her left hand for a long time, with a look of struggle on her face.
Just as the battle elf said, Ai Tian was bleeding.
This was nothing in peaceful times, but in this era, it seems too pretentious and weak.
"Elu is not afraid, come on!"
She encouraged herself, then closed her eyes suddenly, keeping her neck away from the left back, gritting her teeth and slashing the knife, making a cut on the white and tender palm of her left hand. Blood flowed out instantly. Ailu forced not to look, half-squinting.
He opened his eyes and dripped his own blood into the formation.
"The last thing...the blood of an elf virgin..."
After doing all this, she quickly bandaged herself with a bandage, and then her whole body seemed to be exhausted, and her face was as pale as paper.
But she still cheered up.
There is only one last step left.
Ellu tidied the priest's robes and made a gesture on her chest solemnly. Then, suddenly, a strange light group appeared in front of her. It was a magic medium. Fortunately, the communication ceremony did not require tyranny.
Magical strength, so she can activate it.
"The great, supreme, omnipotent, omnipresent God of moonlight and forest, your most devout believers ask you to come, you are the master of the earth, the night sky is bright because of you, your radiance shines on all things,
you……"
In the dim hall, Ellu knelt on the ground, clasping her hands together and praying devoutly.
The ball of magic medium fell into the altar, and the materials burned one after another, releasing a strange orange light, and then formed a pillar of light that rose into the sky, but disappeared without a trace under the temple.
…
I have to admit, this is quite an interesting scene.
At least, that's what Cheng Lin thinks.
Outside this house that temporarily served as a sacrificial hall, outside a window that was not tightly closed, Cheng Lin was leaning against the window with interest, staring at the scene happening inside.
The wind blew whistlingly, as if it was never tired, which ensured that his "Wanderer" status was always maintained, which helped him successfully hide his figure without being discovered by any elves.
"Are you praying to gods? Is this little girl a priest?"
Cheng Lin was surprised.
The program once again thoughtfully helped him complete the "automatic translation" function, so he could understand the language of the elves without any problems.
Not long ago, he witnessed the scene where Elu was ridiculed by his companions. Unfortunately, he was floating in the sky at the time and was thinking about how to land, so he couldn't hear clearly, just a few words, but at least he understood that this elf girl was perfect for him.
Requirements:
He is in a high position, has accurate and sufficient information, is weak in strength, and has aura... Oh, in this world, it should be called a low level of magic. He can completely control her.
Cheng Lin immediately decided to follow.
All the way here, considering that there was no wind inside the house and he would be exposed, he did not rush to enter, but listened to the root of the wall.
Even with a vague guess, he probably figured out what she was doing.
"It seems that the elf city is facing some kind of crisis. She occupies a high position for some unknown reason, but does not get the treatment that matches it, and is ridiculed. Therefore, she tries to use her own way to summon the gods that the elves believe in, and with the help of
The power of the gods to save the tribe?"
Cheng Lin touched his chin and thought, that was all he could guess.
"However, according to common sense, if the gods were useful, wouldn't they have organized the summoning of elves long ago? Where would it be her turn to do it herself?"
Cheng Lin had reason to guess that this god was not reliable.
The reactions of the previous battle elves also supported his judgment.
"I'm rather curious about what the gods in this world look like. If I can really summon them, it would open my eyes. But if the summons fails...well...this might be a good opportunity."
Cheng Lin was a little moved.
Since he wanted to understand the situation, it was better not to be too rude. The other party looked so weak. How could he go in and force her to speak? I'm afraid it would be counterproductive. Although this little girl looked weak, Cheng Lin always felt that she had her own strength in her bones.
"If you play the role of a god... well, you will definitely not become a goddess."
"But it's still an opportunity..."
As Cheng Lin watched the summoning ceremony continue, he quickly made a decision, flipped his hand, and took out a mask from the initial space.
This mask is pure white, without any other color, and its shape is quite strange. It looks exactly like the mask of the Pharaoh on Earth, except that it is not gold.
This is the magic weapon he got back from the Traceless Fairy Island.
They were originally piled in the space, but were always thrown away.
A few days ago, he considered that a "video" would be played after the deduction. Although his appearance was deliberately blurred last time, Cheng Lin did not dare to bet that there would be no problems every time. After thinking about it, he decided to simply blur his appearance during the deduction.
Try to hide your true appearance as much as possible.
It's a double insurance.
After searching for a long time in the pile of broken magic weapons, he finally selected this one. He has not fully understood the function of the mask, and it has only been repaired to 34%. After testing, as long as wearing this mask, it can be restored to a certain extent.
to prevent others from peeking.
The "peeping" here refers specifically to practitioners.
For example, some practitioners of the perception system will be hindered by masks if they want to detect their true appearance.
Cheng Lin put on the mask and his whole personality changed.
"Well... wouldn't it be a bit low-key to appear like this? After all, they are summoning gods. Not to mention performing miracles or anything like that, at least there must be a fifty-cent special effect, right?"
Cheng Lin frowned and glanced at the initial space. After pondering for a long time, he put aside the pile of magic weapons whose functions he had not yet understood. The only known magic weapon that could create "special effects" seemed to be the Black Flag.
After a long period of repairs, the black flag is now more complete. When it is unfolded, the sinister wind blows and darkness fills the air. Especially when the fighting spirit pours out, it is even more strange and unpredictable.
It's definitely up to Hollywood standards in a supernatural movie.
Of course, considering the effect, it can probably only be placed in supernatural and horror movies.
"Would it scare the little girl?"
Cheng Lin couldn't bear it.
At this time, the summoning ceremony in the hall seemed to be over. The precious materials were almost completely burned, the rising light pillar began to fade, and the so-called gods were nowhere to be seen.
"It's almost too late, let's do it like this."
Cheng Lin no longer hesitated, rolled up the black flag, and suddenly pushed open the window. A gust of wind surged into the hall, and he wearing the title of "Wind Journeyer" floated into the room with the wind.