Chapter 35: Flame Ray Festival

The red ribbons hang under the eaves on both sides of the street, flying in the wind as the summer wind blows.

Lorraine Hill walked forward with the crowd with a sun hat and slowly entered the center of the venue.

In the open area of ​​the city, the stone-made high platform that used to be empty and uninhabited was carefully decorated, and tens of thousands of people surrounded the three-step stone platform, raising their heads slightly, looking at the scene above.

The entire stone platform is in the shape of a huge circle, surrounded by a circle of priests dressed in white. They stand quietly with jade plaques and silver bells in their hands. Their faces are covered with translucent veils. Among them, there are men and women. The edge of the white gauze is dyed with a gradient of orange and red, which is very beautiful, like red flames in the water, and brings people two feelings of flame and coolness at the same time.

As the surrounding silver bells swayed slightly, bursts of crisp sounds washed over the earth, making the noisy sounds in the city gradually quiet down.

At this time, everyone also focused their attention on the center of the stone platform. A witch with her eyes slightly closed stood quietly. She had long orange-red hair, like the rays of the sky, and her posture and face were extremely soft. The dress on her body is like a sunset cloud, dignified and dancing, with an indescribable atmosphere and gorgeousness.

As he slowly stretched out his right hand, his sleeve slid down slightly, revealing a white wrist and a small silver bracelet. The silver bell on the bracelet swayed slightly, making a clear sound like water ripples.

And this sound spread like ripples from the center of the altar and spread to all directions. For a time, the wind in the city stopped, and the red ribbons under the eaves also hung down, falling into a brief silence.

Time passed slowly, and the tens of thousands of people below and nearly a million people in the city temporarily stopped their activities, slowly raised their heads, and looked at the sky above them.

The wind seemed to come back from all directions, ruffled the clouds in the sky, and then converged in the middle.

A vortex formed by a flowing cloud gradually formed in the sky of Yan Ray Island, and then an endless stream of hot wind blew in the fields and mountains.

Roland Hill stood at the scene like the others, and the hot wind that carried the breath of dragon veins blew her sleeves slightly, making her feel as if she was in a comfortable hot spring, and unwittingly relaxed.

Feeling the gentle summer wind blowing over hundreds of thousands of miles, Roland Hill was also shocked.

Is this the power of the dragon veins? No wonder people in the Eastern Continent worship and yearn so much.

The witch in the center, dressed in a rosy dress, danced slowly, and the gold dangling beads on the hairpin on her head also swayed gently, following her figure flashing in the summer wind, reflecting a faint golden light.

The originally silent and obscure power of mountains and rivers and dragon veins danced with it and slowly flowed, like ice being melted and turned into warm living water.

The incomparably huge energy of heaven and earth spilled out from the dragon veins and dispersed into the atmosphere. As the summer wind shuttled between the mountains, it nourished all kinds of creatures between heaven and earth. Some of them are worms hiding in the ground, some are extraordinary beasts living in the mountains, some are hidden rare flowers, and some are people who grow in this land.

Roland Hill quietly closed his eyes and felt the flow of the dragon veins, as if he was under an extremely wide river, and under the mighty power of the turbulent world, he was incomparably small, like a grain of sand drifting with the waves. At this moment, her consciousness is also like a grain of sand into this huge river, swimming between this vast world.

The undulating mountains, the green and yellow fields, the layers of red-leaf forests, the quietly flowing underground rivers, the exotic beasts living in the woods and lakes, and flocks of birds flying from the distant sky. , all come to mind clearly. Not only that, but she could even feel the roughness of the rock surface under the blazing sun, the shade of the trees in the mountains, the clearness of the spring water, the voices of people talking, the breathing and exhalation of the sleeping beasts, and so on.

Everything in the world moves slowly with an indescribable law, making people immersed in it unconsciously.

If it is said that the hot wind of Yan Ray Continent is like a river, then the witch standing in the altar at this time is like the commander standing in the center of the mighty vortex.

Such a huge and mighty force of heaven and earth is not something that the Sequence 6 dragon witch can forcefully change and manipulate, and what she does can only be guided gently and carefully as described in the ancient books. Flow according to the established trajectory.

It scours the stagnant and condensed areas of Yuanli (Mana), supplements those barren and desert areas, and balances the temperature in a continent, so that some areas will not spontaneously ignite due to excessive heat, and the heat will flow evenly, so as not to let the ray Nearly 10 million residents in the continent were sweltering and unbearable.

The power of dragon veins makes this land rich and fertile, but if it is not guided and regulated, it will cause large-scale wildfires, and the stagnant heat and humidity will also cause various diseases and disasters.

In ancient times, the swimming flame rays of the local priests let the natural beasts nurtured by the dragon veins regulate the power of heaven and earth. After the flame rays disappeared, it was the local extraordinary faction who took on this responsibility.

This is also the origin of the Yuyan Red Ray Gate.

Just when the people in the city were immersed in this vision of heaven and earth, and when the dragon veins flowed, Roland Hill noticed something strange. She opened her eyes and looked at the witch on the altar. Bright red was noticed by her.

Did something happen accidentally during the sacrifice and was devoured? The girl secretly guessed in her heart.

Although the power of the dragon veins is vast, it is not a docile thing. Its nature is extremely violent. Generally, a special Wuzhu priest is carefully guided, so that it can flow a little according to the heart.

If it was just a mountain, it would be fine, but today it is hosting a huge area inhabited by nearly ten million people in one continent and five counties. The difficulty is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. In the past, generally only Sequence 7 or 8 dragon witches were qualified to preside over sacrifices, and they had to be accompanied by hundreds of priests.

Auxiliary witch.

But if today's shocking changes, the shrine maiden in the bathing flame red ray gate is only Sequence 6, and it is extremely difficult to make a small loophole now.

After another small meeting, not only Roland Hill noticed the strangeness, but also the priests and witches on the periphery of the stage. They communicated vaguely with their eyes, and then cast spells, so that the pressure of guiding the dragon veins was shared more with the surrounding priests.

As a result, the faces of many priestesses suddenly turned pale and their bodies were a little swaying. Fortunately, many of them were Sequence 5s, and even a few of them were Sequence 6s, and they were able to maintain their stature by sharing them with each other. , did not fall.

At this moment, the audience below was still immersed in the sacrificial ceremony, feeling the warmth of the dragon veins and the mystery of its operation, and did not notice the strangeness on the stage.

It's a pity that this situation is like a train derailing. It was only a tiny momentary gap at first, but as the dragon veins circulated, the deflected cracks became bigger and bigger.

The flowing clouds in the sky are slanted by the sun, revealing golden fringes, and as the hot wind flows, they form a vague shape of a big fish, and gradually turn into a long swimming dragon.

But now this long flowing cloud is gradually dyed with a scorching red in its color, and its shape in the sky is slowly distorted and fierce.

Seeing that the sacrifice of blessing gradually turned into the source of the vortex of disaster, Roland Hill also closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and he plunged his consciousness into the depths of his heart, calling out the ubiquitous atmosphere and flowing flames, trying to help him. , although she herself does not know how much effect it will have.

And just after the girl closed her eyes and concentrated, a small sun pattern also faintly appeared on her forehead, and its light was like flame feathers and slowly blooming like a lotus flower.