Chapter 149 Tranquility Ceremony

No one.

The three men in black trench coats just now had disappeared.

What about people? Really a ghost?

Yago turned on the third-person perspective. As the perspective rose, his eyes flicked around. Except for Garrett standing on the slope and Gao Gen coming from the other side, he didn't see any figures.

and

space! ?

There was originally a medieval-style hut, but it was an open space lined with tombstones. There were no wall stacks or dilapidated old houses at all.

At this time, Jia Lide and Gao Gen also walked down the slope, and the two people with the lanterns in their hands glanced at the direction he was looking at just now:

"A ghost? Or a living corpse?"

Seeing his solemn expression, Jia Lide couldn't help asking in a serious tone.

"Just now, there was a dilapidated house, and three men in black trench coats and felt hats."

Yago described to the two what he saw just now.

Hearing this, the two couldn't help but glanced at each other, Qi Qi took a few steps back, Jia Lide pulled out a pistol from the windbreaker, pointed at Yago without hesitation, Gao Gen also took out a few perfume bottles from his pocket, face full of vigilance

Seeing the actions of the two, Yago couldn't help being stunned:

"Wait a minute, what's going on!?"

Why did you suddenly draw your gun?

"The captain said that you have seen hallucinations several times."

Carrie continued with a serious expression:

"Having frequent hallucinations is one of the main symptoms of loss of control, and it is too late to wait until insanity or loss of reason."

"But it might be a ghost!"

Yago was a little taken aback, isn't it normal for the gravekeeper to see ghosts?

"I've never heard of a ghost appearing in the form of a house, Fast."

Gao Gen, who could understand what he wanted to express, but was ready to remove the cap of the perfume bottle at any time, narrowed his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses:

"Don't act rashly. This is a necessary process. There are many cases of loss of control during the spiritual tide. Extraordinary people with higher inspiration are more likely to have accidents during the spiritual tide. Dantès almost had an accident before. Wait until we confirm that you are indeed There are no signs of loss of control."

A sign of loss of control. I didn't realize it at all.

He was very surprised that the two looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, but it was not incomprehensible.

In the file of the Extraordinary case he checked, two members of the Thorn Tree lost control just last year.

Fannyla and Alenasia joined the Thorn Tree at that time.

But understanding is understanding, he can hardly accept it.

"I don't feel that there is anything wrong with me, I feel that I am normal"

He was a little unfair.

"That's what out-of-control Extraordinary people say." Jia Lide replied in a serious tone.

"." The liar couldn't prove himself, and he didn't expect that he would actually encounter this theory.

Yago had nothing to say, he raised his hands obediently, and said helplessly, "How can I prove that I'm fine?"

"Just stand still."

After Gao Gen said a word, he lowered his body and took out a short wooden stick from his pocket, which looked like a twig, while Garrett's hand gripped the revolver a little tighter, and even aimed directly at Yago forehead.

Miss! Watch out for fire!

Yago's body trembled, but he didn't dare to move. He just said cautiously: "Ms. Garrett! Be careful!"

"Don't worry, my gun fighting skills are very good, and I can basically hit the bull's-eye every time I move and shoot."

Fuck, I'm even more worried about this! Once the fire escapes, it will die!

However, after he made a sound, Jia Lide lowered the muzzle of the gun and aimed at his thigh instead.

Yago maintained this posture, drew an unclosed circle with an open top on the ground, and added a cross inside.

Is this a peace ceremony?

Even though he didn't intend to use it himself, under Shandel's teaching, he also knew a lot of patterns of ritual spells.

Immediately, he saw Gao Gen take out small bottles one by one from his pocket, and put three small bottles in the shape of perfume bottles at three positions of the unclosed arc at an average distance.

The numbers corresponding to the Rose Goddess are 3 and 5. Generally, when praying to the Rose Goddess, various patterns and materials need one of the corresponding numbers.

For example, for this unclosed circle, the arc is one stroke, and the equal arm cross in the middle is two strokes.

The simplest ritual pattern is a pattern of 3 and 5 strokes. For more complicated ones, there must be 33 strokes or 55 strokes.

At this time, Yago did not sit still.

Although the other party's subjective purpose is for his own good, he has a considerable degree of fear of Rose Goddess.

【Luck Check = 3】

Just when the words appeared on the page, suddenly, a sense of trance struck, and the numbers behind continued to emerge——

【Luck Check = 35】

【Luck Check = 50/50】

Fuck, just step on the spot.

Only then did he remember that the gambler's fallacy he reserved for the last time, the gambler's fallacy reserved for the world in the book, is the accumulation of failures that begin with success.

A little monster, luckily passed.

Yago couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

At this time, the high root of the bottle was placed on the unclosed arc, and after placing the holy symbol of the rose in the middle of the equi-armed cross, he pulled off the cover of the bottle, crossed his hands on his shoulders, and pronounced it like a music The beautiful Yarphic language uttered from his mouth:

"The source of blood, the protector of life."

"A noble creature born with Rose, the noble goddess of abundance."

"Hear the prayers of your faithful Warden of the Thorns who walk the earth."

"I pray for your protection."

"I pray for the strength of life and peace."

"Pray for your grace to restore peace to the life of your faithful thorn guard Diego Clauredo Fast, freed from the entanglement of illusion and madness."

After he finished reading, he waved the short stick to draw out the spiritual mist of the dew in the bottle, and piled up the spiritual soil. The next moment, he waved the short stick towards Yago.

The next moment, Yago, who had his eyes closed, activated his spiritual vision.

As always, even with his eyes closed, the third-person perspective still gives him vision.

He clearly saw that in the center of the three-color spiritual soil piled up by the spiritual mist, there were roses that were aggregated from the spiritual mist.

Like a vine growing at an accelerated rate, the rose rose from the spiritual soil and spread towards him.

But it was at this time that he suddenly felt a chill from the silver key on his chest.

Immediately, strands of black threads spread out, quickly and relentlessly running through the growing roses.

Then, the spiritual soil where the spiritual mist was stacked was destroyed.

However, when those pitch-black threads were about to run through the three bottles, suddenly, the pitch-black threads slanted and deflected. It didn't break the bottles, but just smashed the fragrant spirit mist overflowing from the mouth of the bottles.