The man known as Mr. Sage dipped a brush made of bone and hair with flesh and blood paint, and struggled to go inward into the deep blood.
Perle's illusory and ethereal voice sounded again:
"This is an outstanding painting representing the endless starry sky, and once completed, it allows the two great beings to transmit a little power into the barrier, which cannot attack and contaminate specific targets, but can exert a more universal influence according to predetermined rules......"
Before Perle finished speaking, Sage, who was wearing long hair and empty eyes, finally pressed the human hair white bone paintbrush in his hand to the predetermined position.
The right half of his body melted like a candle, and the flesh and blood rushed to the paintbrush, rushing to the bright red depths that circled inward, and it seemed that there was really connected to the endless starry sky, no matter how much flesh and blood accumulated, it would eventually disappear into invisibility.
Sage, who had only half of his body and half of his head left, was not dead, and used his left hand to catch the human hair white paintbrush that fell down.
On top of the oil painting, there is an extra point the size of a needle eye in the deep blood color of the circle.
It was dark in color, as if some sound came out of it.
Perle's face, which stood out in the white mist, announced the result of the transaction with "words of order":
"The great 'Unquenchable Whispers' let the First Philosophy, let the Immortal Sounds, pass through the barrier in small quantities, and they will be received by all things that can hear unknown and mysterious sounds, and the higher the sequence, the greater the impact!
"And some of the faithful of the First Philosophy will use the help of the 'Mirror Men' to pass through that special mirror world and close to the remnants of the 'Knowledge Wilderness' in the Fourth Age Trir after the whirlpool ritual is truly over......"
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Trier, where "professors" and "associate professors" really live.
The "professor" and "associate professor" who had just recovered from the sudden burst of brilliant light and could barely see the surrounding scene clearly were worried about the current abnormal feelings, discussing whether to take the children to hide in the small sacrificial square in the catacombs, and their expressions changed.
They instinctively raised their hands and covered their ears, but their facial muscles were still twisted, and the blood vessels in the frontal corner were prominently protruding outward, jumping and jumping.
They heard strange sounds that were indescribable, and they were in pain both physically and mentally.
In pain, the "professor" and the "associate professor" looked at each other and saw the doubts in each other's eyes.
This is not the voice of the "hidden sage"!
Although they occasionally found some mysterious sounds when they studied the "sorcerer" spells and explored certain special scenes, except for the indoctrination of the "hidden sage", they never heard it without warning, and even if they did not carefully discern the content of the sound, they were strongly affected.
Fortunately, this seems acceptable compared to the indoctrination of the "hidden sage", and it does not bring the two to the brink of getting out of control.
When most of the extraordinary people of the "Peeping Secret Man" path heard this mysterious and terrifying sound, in an unknown place, an illusory light composed of a huge amount of information twisted wildly like a giant python molting.
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In the basement of the house where the Psychic magazine is located.
Mr. K, who was wearing a black robe and a hood, suddenly stood up from a chair with a red back.
On the back of his bare hands, the blue blood vessels were already stained black, wriggling like insects.
"No, not ......," Mr. K muttered to himself in pain, "not the voice of the Lord!"
He shouted suddenly, pulled off his hood suddenly, and inserted his finger into his ear.
Mr. K's face was completely distorted, and he couldn't see his original appearance, and he kept talking to himself in a tone that was more painful for the mind than for the body:
"Not the voice of the Lord! Not the voice of the Lord!"
In the painful stabbing sound, Mr. K grabbed his ears with both hands and frantically tore them off, the flesh and blood on the tear was hideous and terrifying.
This is not enough!
Mr. K forcefully inserted his finger into the ear hole, piercing the eardrum and blocking the ear canal.
But he could still hear that voice.
He fell on his knees, lay on the ground, and repented to the Lord of his faith with tears in his eyes.
While repenting, he vomited out clumps of blood-stained internal organs.
Similar to Mr. K, some of the angels, saints, and angels of the Aurora Society have suffered intense and painful influences, and it is difficult to follow the Lord's command to prevent something.
"The land abandoned by God".
A majestic mountain was surrounded by a strange light, and deep within the light was a thick darkness.
The edges of the light continued to condense into various twisted shadows, and they flew frantically into the darkness of the depths like moths.
The darkness cracked open from time to time, revealing the view from behind the curtain.
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On the bloody altar in the castle, Sage pressed the human hair white bone paintbrush into a pile of silver-white and black bone powder made of unknown things.
The painter, who had only half of his body and half of his head, had an extremely terrifying image, first twisted the brush vigorously, then lifted it up, and stretched it out to the "Endless Starry Sky" oil painting, which was still the last point.
With the whereabouts of the brush, the remaining half of Sage's body and half of his head also began to melt like candles.
It didn't take long for the brush to carry the painter to finish filling in the silver, white and black rings.
Almost at the same time, the ring became illusory, as if it had been scratched and seeped into the air.
Three figures faintly appeared above the silver, white and black ring, and they kept changing positions around the ring, as if chasing each other, never stopping.
The oil painting "Endless Starry Sky" was completed, but Sage would never see this work again.
The voice of "Supervisor" Pell sounded again:
"The great 'Ring of Fate' has given attention, except for the participants of the Vortex Project itself, all foreign forces interfering in the Vortex Project are doomed to failure!"
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On the blue sea, the sky was dispersed by the strong light in the white clouds.
Lady "Magician" wearing a women's shirt and a brown ankle-length skirt appeared with Miss "Justice" and Lady "Hermit".
The latter not only wore his own glasses, but also covered his ears with layers of bright starlight.
Just now, when the mysterious and terrifying voice of unknown origin appeared, Ms. "Magician" sealed Ms. "Hermit" in time to listen in the realistic meaning and occult sense.
While this still doesn't completely isolate the effect of that sound, it significantly reduces its effect, making it difficult for the "Hermit" lady to even complete a single "wizard" spell.
Looking at the blue sea below, the "magician" lady frowned slightly and said:
"I am clearly located on the island where the emperor is sleeping.
"This is the third time I've failed, and the roaming has failed......
"Doomed to failure?"
The only person who could hear the voice of the "magician" here was Miss "Justice" wearing a white dress with a golden pattern.
Miss "Justice" was about to tell the "hermit" lady the problem through heart-to-heart communication, and the "hermit" wearing a patterned purple robe foresaw a certain scene.
She immediately endured the pain and used "fairy tale magic" to create a colorful and unrealistic ball of yarn in her palm.
The "Hermit" lady threw the ball of yarn forward, watching it roll into the void, leaving only a single thread in the air to guide the way.
In the blink of an eye, the illusory ball of yarn rolled out of the void and rolled back to the feet of the "hermit" lady.
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Trier, the villa where several members of the "Rose School" were hiding had been shrouded in a divine and pure light, where it seemed as if a golden sun was slowly taking shape.
There is not the slightest shadow here, and there is no darkness.
Angoulême. Virtue. François and his team were awakened by Saint-Viève's attack on the villa.
They immediately received orders from St. Plessy to evacuate the area immediately.
But before they could turn their bodies, they were almost blinded by the brilliance and brightness that erupted from high altitude, and their bodies and minds were in shock.
When the light faded, they finally calmed down and ran wildly towards the street away from the villa.
Angoulême is now most thankful that the surrounding residents have been evacuated early.
After running for a while, he suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and his thoughts were in a trance.
He found himself and his team members back to where they were standing, affecting Saint-Vieve's performance.
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Trier, high.
The figures of Mr. "Hanged Man", Mr. "Star" and Mr. "Moon" were quickly outlined.
"We can't find the 'Seven of Wands' and 'Two of Cups', or in other words, we can't reach the safe house where they are hiding." The "hanging man" dressed as a captain and riding the wind quickly figured out the current situation and said to Mr. "Star" wearing a white shirt, a black jacket, and red gloves, and Mr. "Moon" wearing a tuxedo formal suit.
Mr. "Moon", who had a handsome appearance, scarlet eyes, and a pair of huge bat wings gently flapping behind his back, did not respond.
He turned his head sideways, looked at a place in the square area where bright light burst out, and said to himself in confusion:
"The call of the ancestors?"
Mr. "Star" said in an old voice:
"It's the influence of fateful power."
"Yes." The "Judgment" lady wearing a knight's practice uniform came out of the void, "I felt the call of 'Two Cups' and 'Seven of Cups', but I couldn't descend to the past."
Mr. "Star" continued to say in an old voice:
"There are only two ways to solve this problem now, one is to find a medium that allows the power of fate to penetrate a little and destroy it, and the other is to find loopholes in the operation of the power of fate and use them to get out of trouble.
"Find a medium...... "Judge" Ms. "Judge" whispered, "I'll ask Will for help!"
As she spoke, a diamond on the gemstone bracelet on her left wrist lit up with a clear light.
At the same time, insects crawled out of Mr. "Star's" eye sockets, ears, and nostrils, as if they were rings.
ps: If you had been overnight yesterday, wouldn't it be more urgent to break here, well, overtime tonight
(End of this chapter)