Chapter 1,225 God Descends

The altar was rearranged and the candlesticks were filled with special white candles. The lit candle is about a knuckle long, and it is not an ordinary yellow flame with a blue center, but a special azure flame. At least someone with limited knowledge of chemistry would not know what ingredients should be added to a candle to produce a fire of this color.

The incense, which is only lit during the annual Holy Day Ceremony, is also sending out thin plumes of smoke. Not only is the fragrance fragrant, it can also make people feel trance-like and fall into a mysterious thought.

It sounds a lot like the drug-taking state described before time travel, but in fact it is not a drug or a psychedelic drug. It is a special incense that is often used in magicians' meditation rituals to help communicate with those very special beings, or to connect the spirit to a higher level world. At least this stuff isn't addictive.

The priests put on sacrificial robes. The thick and solid wool felt is embroidered with exquisite sacred patterns, which are densely packed and form a secret text that mortals cannot understand. This is not only beautiful, but also contains the blessing of the gods.

If used as armor during an adventure, it is also a powerful protective robe comparable to armor. Even so, the priests were reluctant to wear it as daily wear. Only on important occasions would one be willing to put on the ironed and starched holy robe.

The children also wore a white robe and took on the duties of the choir. Under the direction of the eldest child Lucretia, carols were sung softly. Although their voices are immature, they have obviously been well trained to work together. At least everyone is singing in the same key, not out of tune or out of tune.

In such a cautious and solemn ceremony, Lin once again saw the belief pursued by the gods in the Lost Land and one of the eight powers.

The source of power comes from the energy tide created by the World Tree absorbing the dimensional gap between other worlds and the Lost World, and then spitting it out. Just like ordinary plants absorb carbon dioxide and then emit oxygen. However, faith, one of the eight powers, is the only power that Lin has discovered so far that has a second source.

That is when mortals establish a connection with the gods, this power will be sublimated from the sound of prayer, or condensed from the soul. According to various religious scriptures, this power will float to the kingdom of God and turn into bricks, tiles, sand and stones in that kingdom; or it will enter the body of gods and become the nourishment that nourishes their godhood. The actual situation remains unknown.

So how does this faith condense from the mortal soul? Lin was once very curious, but because he had no suitable experimental subjects, he never studied it further. But the location of the power of faith in front of him did allow Lin to get a glimpse of the divine kingdom of the Goddess of Gold Coins, and calculate its coordinates that could be used for the flash technique.

No matter what, the goal of this trip has been less than half achieved, and we are in an invincible position. Lin smiled slightly and thought in his heart. Then the next step is to see whether His Majesty in the sky is willing to cooperate.

The red-brilliant magic stone used as an offering has always been placed in the center of the altar. As the power of faith in the environment became stronger, Lin became slightly uncomfortable as a magician.

We learned from past research that the existence of power has its own balanced proportions. Once out of balance, the environment will automatically adjust to restore balance. But when the imbalance is man-made, it cannot be easily restored.

Just like the air that people breathe is a mixture of several gases in proportions, people cannot breathe normally in an environment of pure oxygen, pure carbon dioxide, or some kind of pure gas. This is the situation Lin is facing now. When faith dominates the eight powers, no magician can feel comfortable.

But Lin Ke did not stop the ceremony from proceeding. Instead, he allowed this power of faith to continue to grow, and condensed a ball of light that ordinary people could not see in front of the statue of His Majesty Ke Yin.

When the ball of light condensed into something substantial, a thread-like beam of light swayed, extending from the ball of light towards the magic stone. It was as if His Majesty in the sky was carefully testing this magic stone and coming into contact with it cautiously.

When the connection is established, there are dots of starlight crystals, which are absorbed from the magic stone into the light ball in front of the statue along the tortuous connection path. At first it was just like a trickle, but after a breath, the entire temple environment seemed to be plagued by great terror. Everyone felt discomfort and pressure, as if it was going to crush everyone present in one breath.

After all, the damage was not done and disappeared in an instant. In other words, it was simply an illusion, at least someone's self-protection system was not triggered. But there may be another situation, that is, the stress just now was a new type of attack, which someone has not recorded yet, and therefore did not trigger self-protection.

No matter which one it was, everyone felt a strange sense of prying eyes and another indescribable feeling before the discomfort occurred. It was Lin's first experience with that feeling, but it was not his first time encountering a special curve pattern in the environment variables. In the old days of the Great Sage's Tower, the gate of the abyss would open, and when demons crossed the realm and came to the Lost Land, similar special changes would occur.

In other words, is there some kind of existence planning to come to Lost Land?

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Probably not. Lin wondered in his heart.

Recalling the expressions of the old priests before and now, they were originally pious but somewhat heavy. Later, their frowns gradually widened, revealing expressions of joy. Now, that joy has turned into fear, and he looks at the statue of Goddess Koin with an expression that can be said to be dumbfounded. Lin had an intuition that it might be the situation he guessed.

At least let's communicate with His Majesty through the mouths of the old men present. After going back and forth several times, we decided on the intention or gained trust before we met to discuss it. By the way, we brought along the twenty-five partners who would definitely come in. Now I am so impatient that I have to skip the foreplay and go straight to the topic. How impatient it is.

Suddenly, a strong sense of direct gaze made Lin know that his guess had come true. It should be invisible to mortals, but the ball of light condensed in front of the statue of the goddess turned into an eye.

The big eye suspended in mid-air blinked several times, looking left and right, as if it didn't see the desired target. In the end, I could only make do with it and focus on the eldest old priest.

A warm beam of light enveloped the priest who was kneeling in prayer. The old man, bathed in divine grace, appeared to be rejuvenated and transformed. But as if he was maladaptive, the old priest showed a ferocious look of pain. The beam of light immediately dissipated, and the old priest's appearance returned to its original state.

Is this because he wants to descend from the gods, but his body is not strong enough to withstand the torment of the big boss in the sky, so he has backed down? Lin wondered in his mind.

But one failure will not dissuade this goddess from her intentions. He changed his approach and no longer looked for the body of a saint who could bear His power. That kind of person is rare even in large churches and needs special training. The gold coin goddess Ke Yin chose a more direct method and came in her true form.

The eye that turned into a ball of light turned back into a ball of light. This time it changes again, instead of condensing inwards, it expands its scope outwards and shrinks backwards. Although Lin did not move his position, he clearly felt that the expanding ball of light did not really sink back. Instead, the inside of the light ball extends toward an unknown high-dimensional world, like a passage.

Could it be that the real body is coming?

Lin didn't know it, but the smile on his face became a little stiff. Fortunately, I didn't have a plan to deal with such changes. After calming down, he quickly revised his follow-up plan in his mind. In fact, there were only a few details. However, specific changes can only be dealt with after seeing His Majesty's true intentions.

But the wait took longer than he expected. At least the passage leading to the Kingdom of the Goddess of Gold Coins has always remained open and has not been closed.

Any phenomenon that goes against the laws of nature must be paid for, and the passage in front of us is no exception. Lin reasonably guessed that the maintainer should be the goddess, and the price was high. As a god with weak divine power, he has the capital to squander it like this?

Lin was a little unsure for a moment. The purpose of this passage was to invite him, so it was left open like this. However, he stood there ungratefully, wasting each other's time and the other's divine power. Or is the one really ready to come?

Just as he was thinking about his next move, there was a loud noise in the passage. Lin didn't know if others could hear it, but he could guarantee that not many people could understand it. Maybe a few old priests can. When they can communicate with the gods they believe in, they will understand the special language of their gods.

Although the language used by each god is different, from Lin's current perspective, after mastering the original language of mantra, the high-frequency language of dragon language, and the idea inheritance ability used by World Tree, he has to decipher Divine speech is not particularly difficult. Lin even felt that he had come into contact with the legendary 'original language' knowledge of all languages.

Just understanding those voices seemed to make me even more confused.

:Apo, what are you doing here?

: You can't just rush down like this. It's my job to stop you from making a big mistake.

: I don’t care, I just want to go down. If you insist on stopping me, I will sue your sister.

: There is no need to discuss it with anyone. Either consciousness comes, or it is granted human agency, or it kills oneself. If you want to go down, there is no other way.

: No time. Oh, damn it, you are such a dead kid who always stands in front of others. I was really blind before, why should I help you? I regret it very much now. I have to sue your sister.

: Don’t bite! You are not a dog. Okay, you want to go down and I'll help you. Just wait until I add a seal to you, and don't cause damage to the main plane. Anyway, you didn’t go down there to cause trouble, right? Well, no.

: Come on. I don't care about you if you are slow.

...It seemed like I heard some very unusual conversation.

This conversation was very fast, probably more than the blink of an eye. The next moment, a fat girl burst out of the channel formed by the light ball. He was short in stature, wearing only a simple burqa with a golden hemp rope tied around his waist. The honey-colored short hair seemed to be alive, undulating with the fat girl's step.

She pinched the magic stone on the altar with her little hands, rushed to a certain magician, and asked anxiously: "Is it true? Is this true?"