Chapter 318 318. Sun ritual, unexpected artifact
This huge island and the Eye of Ternas buried in the deepest part of the island made Croya's mental power sting. This feeling was the same as the last time he peeked at the red dragon's inherited memory.
If this happens, it means that the magical beast or magical plant he is "observing" is particularly powerful, and... may not be friendly.
As he walked here, he could even feel that the Eye of Ternus was repelling him. It did not directly drive him away with powerful force, but conveyed a sense of disgust and expulsion.
To be honest, it's quite novel.
So far, all the magic plants that Croya has seen are "loving" to him. He has never encountered an existence that would resist him so openly. On the contrary, it makes him feel a little interesting.
This may be the dramas I saw before I traveled through time——
"Eye of Ternus, you have my attention!"
He was in a great mood and said something that Treden didn't understand. Although the little prince didn't understand it, he still recorded it. He thought it was pretty cool.
After thinking about it, Croya was no longer in a hurry. It would take a while for the tower spirit to prepare things.
He simply walked around here with Treyden, and he had some questions that needed to be answered by the Mermaid Prince.
"What exactly is the deep sea you are talking about?"
"I can feel that there seems to be an extremely special power related to time remaining here."
Croya stretched out his hand and seemed to catch something. In his white palm was a small group of strange, completely solidified water. If it hadn't been forcibly fixed by the golden magic power, it would have completely dissipated.
"The deep sea... is actually a world suppressed by the False God. You should know the Sea of Mercury, right? It has some similarities with that one. They are all fragments of ancient times and fantasy."
Trayden really wanted to make it clear, but this guy had been staying on Hanjiao Island since he was born and had never read those obscure books at all.
According to the mermaid clan's concept of time, it doesn't matter whether he reads it or not, so what he knows now is still part of the inherited memory of the mermaid royal clan - a part that has been dug up now.
He racked his brains to think, but he could only think of some less important things: "Usually these things are buried in the stagnant water of the deep sea. Only we, the mermaid royal family, have the ability to communicate with the virtual gods and summon these things. ”
Seeing him like this, Croya knew that it was quite painful to think about it.
He patted Treden on the head helplessly: "The mermaid tribe is the best race for blood inheritance. Your bloodline contains the knowledge left by your ancestors and powerful beings from generation to generation. This knowledge is enough for you to deal with everything.
You have to study hard, otherwise if your queen mother comes to me, I will definitely hand you over! ”
He is actually a little envious of these races. The inherited knowledge is simply the most perfect book, and even the experience of giving birth can be found in it.
"..."
Treydon felt his head hurt at the thought of being taken back to read by his mother, and his thoughts suddenly became very clear.
"Then why don't you come and take a look with me?" Treden's eyes lit up when he said this: "Teacher, if it were you, your father and the goddess would definitely agree!"
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"..." Croya was even more speechless: "That is the inherited knowledge of your mermaid clan. Do you want me to watch it with you?"
——In fact, he really thought about using the astral body engraving technique to take a peek at Treden's inheritance belonging to the mermaid tribe very early on, but he gave up immediately.
Peeping at the inheritance is still too much to say, if it is purely for his research, forget it. But Treyden is now both his apprentice and his friend, and he feels really embarrassed to be eyeing someone else's inheritance.
"Yes." Treyden disagreed: "In fact, even my father invited a scholar to help him sort out the extremely complicated inherited knowledge."
Of course, the scholar is still detained in the royal city of the mermaid tribe. There is no need to tell Croya that people are different.
Croya was really moved when he heard what he said.
"Okay, I will help you sort out the knowledge after this matter is resolved." He is not a coy person. Since they have invited him and he is curious, he will join in.
Now his relationship with Treyden is no longer so polite.
……
In the following time, Croya conducted a detailed survey of the island and waited for the tower spirit to transport the materials.
Judging from the survey results on the surface, this island is really suitable for holding ceremonies related to the sun. As soon as it rises, the bright sunshine is drawn to the island.
It's like there is some natural magic circle that attracts sunlight.
On this, Croya even had the feeling of being extremely close to the sun, which is only found on floating islands in outer space - if Trayden hadn't been born under the sunshine brought by Croya, he would have jumped into the sea to cool off right now. Went.
As for the in-depth investigation, the Eye of Ternas still rejected him, but after he revealed his idea of holding a ceremony here, it showed no obvious resistance.
So Croya briefly communicated with it and decided to complete the ritual of making the noon sun iron first, and then deal with the subsequent matters.
After the Stealing Rat construction team transported the materials and completed the construction, he planned to start his own ceremony——
Sunflower put on a luxurious robe woven with sunlight and stood in front of the altar.
Inside the altar are placed legendary metals and sacred grease, and behind it are two neat rows of Kaba beasts.
To be honest, this scene was a bit funny. Even if Sunflower tried to straighten up, she still looked out of place in human robes. Kababmon stood there blankly, its little eyes motionless, and it was still chewing metal in its mouth.
There were obviously lamps burning with sacred grease surrounding it, and magic patterns covered the entire altar, but it looked quite funny. The combination of sacred solemnity and solemnity with comedy created a kind of absurd beauty.
Bizarre indeed, but enough to complete the ritual required for the Midday Sun Iron.
Croya was standing directly above the altar, working hard to receive the sunlight, and then pass it on through his power and the prayers of Sunflower and Kabamon.
This step is actually the main priest praying, and then the gods grant divine power.
In many cases, rituals like this actually involve preparing materials, and then using the power of the gods as a catalyst to achieve a decaying and magical result - in a sense, it is similar to alchemy.
After all, no matter how powerful a god is, it is impossible for him to create things out of thin air anytime and anywhere. He must still need believers and priests to prepare things, and He will solve the last step.
The sunflowers release the power of faith, and the Kabamons chew with expressionless expressions.
Wisps of iridescent light flowed toward the metal inside the altar that had been coated with grease. Some extremely special magical reactions occurred, and white mist rose like clouds.
The midday sunlight over the ocean was attracted by the island and the altar, and flowed over like a river flowing into the sea. This time it was not a simple tilt, but directly sucked in all the sunlight.
The overly bright sunlight flows on the island like water, flowing through the gradually brightening lines, burning away all the dust, mud, barnacles and dirt on the seabed.
The real foundation of this island—the crystal-clear foundation is gradually emerging, accompanied by the rhythm of life.
The surrounding sea area became dark, and the sea area that lost the sunlight was cold and dark, and the darkness spread like deathly silence. As the area that lost the sunlight became wider and wider, Treyden felt that something was wrong.
He looked at the shining ball of light at the top of the altar and shouted: "Teacher Croya, there is no sunshine in tens of thousands of hectares of sea!"
"I know." Croya's calm voice came: "My ritual is in progress and I can't leave. You go and help me use magic to maintain life in the sea."
A ray of sunlight was separated by Croya and sent directly to Treden's face, forming a ring-shaped aperture. It seemed to be the size of a palm, but the vitality contained in it was extremely terrifying.
Hearing that Croya's voice was still as calm as a pearl of wisdom, Treyden agreed, his lower body instantly transformed into a mermaid posture, and he jumped directly into the sea with the ring in hand.
Under the cold and dark sea surface, the sunlight gradually spreads out, nourishing and warming the creatures in the sea under the restraint of the mermaid prince. Countless fish swim around him, as if they are dancing, and the shining scales reflect the light, which is extremely magnificent. "Fortunately, if so many sea creatures died because of me, the sunlight would be stained with dust, and sacrifices would not be possible."
Noticing Treden's movements, Croya breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes passed through the crystal-like ground that was gradually revealed, and directly connected with the deep consciousness.
For a moment, Croya felt like she was being burned.
For the first time, he felt that the sun's light was so hot that it would completely melt his soul and consciousness, eventually turning him into a pile of ashes.
"You absorbed the power I summoned and affected my ritual. What do you want to do?" Croya looked directly at the crystal-bright sunflower: "You think I can't destroy you?"
He really couldn't understand the logic of this guy's behavior. He had already said that he only needed to use this place to complete the ceremony, and it agreed.
As a result, it actually affected his ritual and absorbed so much sunlight, turning the sea into a dark place. Do you really think he is easy to bully?
The huge sunflower in front of him, really as dazzling as the sun, seemed to know that he had done something wrong. It conveyed a consciousness:
"My descendants are here."
"I want to help it."
"Ascending to God..."
The last two words seem to carry an obsession, an indescribable feeling, as if they are the biggest wish in this life, and they will do anything to fulfill this wish.
"You mean to help it become a god?" Croya immediately understood and looked at the sunflower who was wearing a robe and holding an iron-wrapped sacred book. "What power do you have to help it become a god?"
In fact, Croya is preparing a plan to make Sunflower a god. Now in the North, the Western Territory he occupies, and everywhere his power can reach, faith has flowed to Sunflower.
Believe in this power. Quantity is important, but quality is more important than quantity. It just so happens that Croya's territory now has both truly devout believers - those apprentices - and people who get up every day and look at the sunflowers planted outside. Ordinary people praying and burning incense on a routine basis.
The quantity and quality of that pure and peculiar belief were exaggerated, but they were tightly suppressed and were not used by Sunflower. But the overall power reserve is definitely enough for Sunflower to ignite the divine fire and become a god - even if it is just the lowest level weak divine power.
"Why do you want it to become a god?"
"Just because of your obsession, was it your obsession that you were never able to achieve godhood?"
When Croya came back to his senses, he suddenly thought of a good idea.
He looked directly at the huge sunflower with a more serious and even stern look, and reprimanded: "It is your heir, but it is not a tool for you to fulfill your obsessive wishes.
I promised it that there would always be a place for it in my garden, that all choices would make it happy, and that it could only decide with its own consent. ”
At this point, he sneered: "Ha, if you don't have the ability to ask your descendants to fulfill your wishes, you are really a waste."
The effect of this irony should be full - the huge sunflower suddenly turned deep red, accompanied by mental fluctuations like a wave of angry gasping. If this guy had a body, he would probably be "huffing and puffing" right now. .
When it was in the Ark, it was a super magic plant cultivated by the Titan King and the Goddess of Life using fragments of the Sun God. It can be said that since it was created, it has been the end point that 99% of lives can reach.
Not to mention that it spreads warm light to the entire ark, and even the proudest elves will bow their heads under its light, waiting for the "light" to rise every day until the moonlight replaces it.
It should indeed be proud, whether it is its origin or magic power, or the fact that Ark takes great care of it - it has also responded to this pride and provided considerable convenience to Ark Garden.
Even the Titan King wants to ask for its opinion. Whether its light can help when sowing and cultivating magic plants is the key to success.
——And now it is actually being scolded by a human!
Even if this human being has an extremely special aura and the light of the sun that is loved by all magic plants and monsters, so what?
Who doesn’t have the light of the sun anymore.
Therefore, it was furious. When the Ark crashed, the pain of its shattering, the pain of losing the Titan King, the pain of losing the Sage, and now the anger of being refuted by a human were all gathered together.
The magic patterns formed by the sunflower petals on the island gradually became three-dimensional, and then converged in the direction of Croya, filled with extremely hot light.
Then it was launched directly with a "swish" sound.
It knew it couldn't kill Croya. It would be abnormal if this human died so easily. It wanted to teach Croya an unforgettable lesson.
But as a result, after it was launched, it saw a smile of success on the face of Croya's spiritual power incarnation.
"I caught you, dear Eye of Ternus, getting angry is the easiest way to expose your flaws."
"Have a good rest, we will have time to chat."
The handsome mage smiled slightly and opened his palms to it.
"Boom!"
Immediately afterwards, along with the sound, countless powerful forces composed of white-gold light were inserted into its spiritual body, forcibly surrounding it.
The constantly rotating rings represent the infinite space, the world, and even the most special sealing structure of the entire star realm.
Ring of radiance!
The Ring of Glory itself is a treasure that contains huge energy, and its shape is the first and last seal. As long as these rings still exist, it is absolutely impossible for energy, matter, and even spiritual power to riot.
The Eye of Ternas was directly surrounded by the crowd, and it dimmed instantly. The huge body was completely isolated from its spiritual power at this moment. It was obviously still inside its own body, but it seemed to be separated by a layer. A cage that cannot be seen clearly.
"Deceived by..."
——This is the mental fluctuation it conveyed in the end, but I don’t know why, but it doesn’t seem to be very angry, but rather relieved.
At this time, Croya had no time to care about the Eye of Ternas, which was already under his control. He transferred all his energy to the scorching energy belonging to the sun that burst out.
Those energies are the purest energy of the Eye of Ternus. If it were allowed to be taken out, it would definitely be unwilling to do so, but now it is continuously ejected into the ball of light formed by Croya.
The terrifying heat instantly vaporized everything around it, except the altar, and the island was suddenly empty. Although Croya had tried hard to restrain these powers, some were still leaking out.
Just such a trace of leaked power burned the seawater around Sun Island to boiling. The sound of "sizzling" and the water mist that was enough to cover the sky suddenly spread, but it was refracted under the sunlight. Colorful glow.
The ocean seems to consciously flow water full of magic to the Sun Island, so that the scorching power can calm down and the existence that is about to be born can be completely quenched.
The hazy mist and the beautiful rainbow are like the wonders in a dream, consciously rushing towards the Sun Island - the mermaid prince Treyden stayed obediently under the sea, surrounded by this person who was killed before he could go back. The mermaid prince Randy swam back in surprise with a burst of magic power.
The two mermaids stared at the Sun Island that seemed to be quenching with serious faces. They both felt that there was a rhythm full of life on it.
"Artifact..."
"If an artifact related to the sun appears now..."
Randy was thinking about the impact of this incident, and the blue light surrounded the entire Atlantis sea like the goddess's slender arms and loose hair.
This power belonging to the Big Blue Tree and the False God naturally isolates everything, and also isolates the small piece of metal that has been quenched and is slowly rising on the altar, and is constantly changing colors. Out of the powerful force.
The iridescent light emitted by the piece of metal that was only the size of a palm seemed to announce its birth to the world, making no secret of the powerful magic power that it had been blessed by the combined efforts of Croya and the Eye of Ternus.
There is no doubt that it is an artifact.
It is the sun of the past and the sun of the present that provides the fire, and the powerful artifact formed by the quenching of the Atlantean sea. Just as its colors change differently, its power is also extremely special.
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