Chapter 459 Space Node

"Is this what we want to capture?" Sirius pointed at the golden light that was tightly bound by the chain. The ice-blue chain and the golden light reflected each other, giving people a gorgeous feeling.

"Don't touch it." Dumbledore stretched out his hand to stop Sirius's suicidal behavior.

"What's wrong?" Sirius was puzzled. After the priest lifted the blockade of the space, Sirius seemed to come alive.

"There are defensive measures on it. Can it be lifted?" Dumbledore asked. He really asked Fan Lin, even he was not sure.

"I can only trap it." Fan Lin said, "I feel that this thing has no entity."

As Fan Lin said this, as if to prove it, the chain shrank slightly and sank into the golden light.

"I think I can try." The priest walked over slowly, still holding the staff with the afterglow in his hand, and the whole person looked very sacred.

Fan Lin felt that the power in the priest's body was unprecedentedly strong, but he seemed very weak in spirit.

"This is a spell. He can transform the stone slab into a port key that can travel through different spaces."

"You mean, this is really just a space node, but I feel a dangerous atmosphere on it."

"Some defensive measures." The priest said, "Since it is a seal, there must be some defensive measures."

"How to deal with it, do you want me to loosen it?" Fan Lin said, and the ice crystal chain made a clattering sound, and the golden divine pattern on it faintly emitted a glow.

"You still need to maintain it." The priest said, and then he whispered to the two clergymen next to him.

A worshiper nodded respectfully. The magic circle presided over by the priest left an indelible impression on these worshipers who had never seen the miracle.

This is naturally beneficial, a more firm belief, and a yearning for God, and at the same time, there is a little more awe for this 200-year-old priest.

After a while, a worshiper came over with his hands touching a stone slab.

"Move it to the top of the stone slab." The priest said slowly, as if he was consuming a lot of energy. Fan Lin saw that the priest's face was a little red.

"Okay." Fan Lin nodded. Although the chain consumed a lot of magic power, it was not a difficult task for Fan Lin with the support of the magic stone.

His arm shook lightly, and the chain followed his arm and moved over, just like an extension of his arm. Fan Lin had no rejection of the chain that was integrated into himself.

The chain shook lightly, and then Fan Lin pulled it lightly, and the chain sank into her body.

The golden light jumped restlessly as if it was crazy as soon as it got rid of the control of the chain.

"Be quiet." The priest said softly, but there was an irresistible power in his words.

Of course, this was only for people.

The restless jumping of the golden light seemed to anger the priest. The priest snorted lightly, and he stretched out his finger and pointed, and the golden light was fixed in the space as before.

The priest frowned, bit his tongue lightly, and then a blood sword spurted out of his mouth.

There was some golden blood mixed in Fan Lin's blood, but the blood forced out by the priest was completely platinum.

The priest seemed to have received a lot of damage. As expected, this mouthful of blood gathered a lot of essence.

"Mr. Priest." Fan Lin said anxiously. For an aging human like the priest, such a mouthful of blood would undoubtedly shorten his life.

Even for young people, such a mouthful would cost a lot.

Fan Lin wanted to use his blood. He felt that the golden light in his blood was far more suitable than the blood of the priest.

The priest shook his head, his fingers trembled a little, and he gently touched it, and the blood slowly poured on the golden light ball.

Just like ice water poured on the flame, Fan Lin heard a slight sound.

These golden lights seemed to be melted. Fan Lin saw that it was like the burning metal was extinguished, and some dark golden divine patterns gradually emerged from the golden light ball.

Fan Lin saw that these divine patterns were all some remaining chapters. Fan Lin understood why these incomplete patterns appeared around the stone slab.

The dark golden runes slowly floated into the stone slab, just like they were natural. These incomplete runes perfectly combined with the incompleteness on the stone slab.

Gradually, a layer of hazy golden light appeared on the stone slab. Fan Lin saw that the stone slab began to melt, and all the divine patterns began to spread outward.

A kind of people looked at everything in front of them in surprise. These methods obviously exceeded everyone's imagination.

Fan Lin felt that she was really eye-opening. She surpassed Nicolas Flamel's alchemy. The divine patterns that were separated from the theme were still incomplete, and they could be preserved in space for such a long time.

"The power of the gods." Dumbledore said. He was very amazed at everything in front of him. These were beyond her ability.

The fusion and reorganization seemed to be coming to an end. A divine golden light flashed, and all the brilliance was lost in a weak scepter.

Fan Lin saw that the priest was somewhat powerless to catch the scepter. He stretched out his hand, and the chain quickly fixed the scepter.

Having learned from the previous lesson, Fan Lin was afraid that this thing would fly out again.

"Don't be nervous." The priest said, his figure shaking a little.

"My old friend, are you okay?" Dumbledore said, supporting the priest with one hand.

"It's not as bad as I thought. These powers gave me some feedback. My loss is not as serious as I thought." The priest said, and some golden light began to be reflected back from the scepter.

"Is this the port key?" Fan Lin asked, he was very confused, he felt a strong power on it, a mixture of faith and divinity.

"Ah, to be exact, this is the key to the two realms, which is much more powerful than the port key."

"With the two realms?" Fan Lin wondered, "Is the Parthenon not in this world?"

"This world is not big enough to accommodate it. The real Parthenon is in a larger dark plane, the battlefield of the gods."

"The battlefield of the gods?" Several people said, which seemed very surprising.

First, there were gods and their enemies, then the Book of Abraham and the World Tree, and then Greece. This year seemed a little too full, and if you are not careful, you will be overwhelmed by the power of legends like Dumbledore.

"I can choose not to go, Mr. Priest." (To be continued)