Lorraine Hill lifted her skirt and climbed up the stairs. The steps in front of the church were not long, but not short either. There were 12 steps in total. On the steps stood chorus students. They were uniformly dressed in white priest robes, arranged neatly and dignifiedly.
There is a trapezoidal space in the middle. In the center of the empty steps is the elegant and magnificent door of the church, with patterns of angels, the sun, the moon, and stars on it.
When the girl with silver hair and black veil stepped on the steps, a different feeling rose from her heart. It seemed that her body was lighter and her mind was clearer. After that, every step she took, this feeling became stronger.
A little deeper, after walking the twelve short steps, it seems that a distant time has passed, and there is a feeling of separation from the earthly world.
When she looked back behind her, the people who were following the convoy were still standing in the same place, only a few dozen meters apart, but they felt to her as if they were separated by a long river of time, a bit ethereal and distant.
In this highly anticipated occasion, Lorraine Hill did not stop suddenly to find out what was going on. Instead, he slowly walked into the interior of the church.
The tall church hall was empty and very quiet at the moment. After walking in, it seemed as if he had entered another world, far away from the hustle and bustle of the outside world. At this moment, the large church was shrouded in a bright and soft light, but Luo Lan
Hill did not see the proper light source. There were indeed some candlesticks in the hall, but such white and bright light was not emitted by small candles.
After a little observation, she discovered that these light sources turned out to be countless tiny particles in the air. Because they were too tiny and spread throughout the hall, it was difficult for people to notice them.
Now, the interior of the church is surrounded by these soft light particles, which makes Loran Hill feel very comfortable, but these light particles also form a field-like effect, and there is no other sequence of magic or mana in the environment.
If angel-sequence skills or spells are used here, the effect will be greatly enhanced, the girl thought. But what she didn't notice was that a pale golden symbol on her forehead also appeared and disappeared. It was a similar
The symbol of the sun, and the sun's rays are like wings, slowly unfolding.
Just when she was wondering that no one in the church was coming to pick her up and tell her how to proceed with the event, a door on the side opened and Ingrid, wearing a white and silver knight's armor, walked in with her hands raised across her arms.
There is a winged scepter, which is white as a whole, with decorative wings that gradually fade from light green to pure white, with golden branches and leaves wrapped around the middle, and a hazy halo around it.
[Light-Tracing Wind] (Evaluation: Rare Crystal Level): A rare instrument with extraordinary characteristics, which can greatly increase the skills related to wind and light, and form a special field to suppress the magic of other sequences in the field.
After Ingrid saw Lorraine Hill, a trace of surprise and surprise flashed in her eyes, then she lowered her head slightly and presented the scepter in her hand.
"What is this?" The girl did not accept it rashly, but asked slightly curiously.
"This is a prop to be used in the event ceremony. Just hold it, Luo Xier." Ingrid said.
Although he couldn't detect Ingrid's malice, Lorraine Hill was not stupid. How could there be such a valuable activity prop? The evaluation of crystal level is the same as that of Sequence 8. Except for the 'sacred artifact' with special powers, such a creation
It can be said to be the pinnacle of the human world.
"This is too expensive." She said softly, placing her hands by her sides and not taking them away.
"This is more troublesome to explain, but this is indeed a prop for the event. I'm not lying. If Luo Xier thinks it's too valuable, she can just return it later." In order to get the girl to accept it, Ingrid also wanted to
Try your best to explain.
"Oh well."
Now is not the time to be too entangled. Everyone outside is still waiting. Lorraine Hill accepted the staff. The moment he held the staff, a comfortable feeling came, as if his body was stretched out.
Come, something closed is revealed, like a breath of fresh air. This gives the girl the illusion that one of her talents has become more powerful. If she was the one who called the wind before, now she is the one who controls the wind.
people.
This staff is not simple, maybe it is far more than crystal-level evaluation, the girl thought in her mind. Then under the leadership of Ingrid, she slowly walked out of the church, and the light particles in the church slowly dissipated.
, everything returned to normal.
When she walked out of the church again, she faced a grand but silent crowd, students dressed in black and white robes, living and undead, candlelight and ghostly flames, forming an ocean-like scene in front of the church.
These countless people and their eyes looked at the silver-haired and black-haired girl who walked out of the church, looking at her figure holding a scepter, just like an angel descending into the mortal world.
"Please say 'I forgive'." Ingrid reminded her as she stood beside Rocher.
The girl spoke softly: "I forgive."
The wind of light that flattened the college rose. It was so delicate that it could pass through walls and bodies, comforting the fragile and endangered souls. As the wind of light blew by, everyone's hearts relaxed.
My consciousness has become much clearer and calmer, and the minor scars in my soul have gradually healed. A kind of coolness from the heart spreads throughout my body and mind, making people excited.
Then the cheers of mountains and tsunamis rang out, and everyone lamented this miracle and unexpected joy from heaven.
Among the crowd below, Cecina gently put her hat on her face and leaned against the side door of the carriage, with a happy smile on her lips.
Sure enough, I read it right.
After witnessing this grand ceremony, Elro did not rush to the central church with everyone, but whistled and left slowly while holding the package under his robe.
"Old man, you read it right." On the way home, the young man who went against the current whispered to the ancient soul in the bottle.
"That girl is really the reincarnation of an angel."
"Oh, you didn't believe it before, but you can't refute it now." An angry reply came from the package.
"The pastors of those churches were so willing to spend so much money to set up the 'Angel's Coming' ceremony."
"Although it is only a semi-finished product and cannot really bring angels to come, it has briefly communicated with the heavens and confirmed a few things."
"I guess they didn't expect that there are still people in the outside world who recognize this ancient ritual. Haha, I was allowed to sit aside and observe it." The ancient ghost in the package seemed a little proud and continued to show off.
"This girl is not an artificially pure soul like those in the late dynasty, but was born like this. In addition, the heaven seems to recognize her existence, and it is also certain that she has a deep connection with angels."
Elro asked in a low voice: "Old man, didn't you say that the three original Seraphs were no longer good? One fell, one turned into a statue, and one returned to heaven incomplete. How come there are still people like her?
It exists."
"Besides, she is not like those rigid low-level angels. It is very strange that an angel with such a high status and wisdom has no records."
"You kid, you take it too much for granted. The world is so vast and not all people and things have been recorded. Besides, why are you so sure that there are only three Seraphs?" the soul in the bottle said faintly.