Chapter 651 Malice From an Unknown Source
When Roy silently recited the original expression of "disenchantment ritual", he felt a strange rhythm or rhythm wash over his spirituality.
Gorgeous, weird, extremely intellectually beautiful, and extremely ominous.
"What's the interpretation of the first reaction?" McAdam asked.
Roy pondered for a moment: "'The number of witnesses is seven'. I am afraid it refers to the seven artifacts of the Origin God that the Special Patrol Office has been trying to collect? One of the components of this 'Disenchantment Ritual' is the seven artifacts." The remains of the Origin God?”
"Yes, do you still remember the origin of the God of Origin?"
"Well, the school's usual theory is that the ancient scholars of the 'Great Court School', with the instruction or acquiescence of more ancient beings, refined these ritual vessels that are at the same level as the Lord of Witness."
As for the purpose, maybe it was originally to deal with the "Second Worm War" and avoid repeating the mistakes of the Noah Dynasty?
What happened next is unknown.
I don’t know if this “disenchantment ritual” was carried out at that time.
Moreover, there is a question mark as to whether the "disenchantment ritual" is used to fight worms, or whether it is used to "ascend to the gods" like Pogorelic's ambition.
"There is a paradox here again." McAdam smiled. "It sounds like the 'Disenchantment Ritual' is a secret ritual designed around the birth of the God of Origin, but in fact, the 'Disenchantment Ritual' This term appears in historical documents much earlier than the 3rd Sturungarian Dynasty!”
"We are cooperating with the Holy Sun Church on the 'Tonality Disintegration Project', so we have shared some secret information. In their earliest documents, they mention the 'Disenchantment Ritual'!"
"You must know that the Holy Sun Church has risen in the late second period of history, and according to their documents, this ritual has already existed in the prehistoric mysterious organization 'Mithraism'. After 'Mithraism' split into "Fundamentalists', 'Disenchantmentists' and 'Snake Sects' existed before!"
"Guido D'Alezzo is a monk who returned to secular life from the original 'Mithraism' - his activities and deeds actually existed in that era. He was not a figure who was born in the third history at all!"
Roy couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness about history itself.
What kind of concept is it that is so ancient?
The 2nd history or the 1st history?
"So, for the first time, I began to have doubts about the birth of the God of Origin!" McAdam took a deep breath.
"A mysterious figure who has existed for unknown length of time, an unknown ritual mentioned in an extremely ancient prehistoric secret organization. The seven source gods required for this are really from Turunga, which is only more than a thousand years away from us. Can it be 'refined' by the Leah Dynasty?"
Roy thought for a while and then asked:
"Just now, why did you say that you can't recite the 'Disenchantment Ritual' in the outside world? What are the dangers?"
"grid."
McAdam spoke a single word briefly, seemingly unwilling to extend it too much.
"Roy, now our Bologna School and the Church of the Holy Sun have reached an artistic cooperation. Whether it is the romantic masters of the academic school or the highly respected priests of the religious sect, they have all been included in our overall planning and campaign scope. In this Harvest Art Festival, who do you think will be the winner?”
"Or, who do you want to be the one to reach the top?"
"Huh? Me" Roy was stunned for a moment by his father's question, and his cheeks subconsciously turned away.
Seeing his daughter's expression, Marquis MacAdam immediately nodded slightly and said in a calm and normal tone: "Well, I understand."
"Then, the preparations have been made. When all the forces gather in San Perto and the situation can be seen more clearly, the family will convey a clearer meaning. It's just that the little guy himself sometimes needs to be more understanding. He is so careless. It’s the first time I’ve met this person.”
Roy, who has always behaved calmly and generously, huddled behind his father and said little today.
"But Roy, I have to warn you."
"Ah, what?" Her eyes flashed.
"The family's 'presumptive selection' does not represent a 'formal selection', because there are currently at least 10 art masters who hope to compete for the position of 'Torchbearer' in the eyes of the school and the church, including Violet Orion and Antoine Lavoisier, who is considered a saint by the Janusian and Christian believers."
"Furthermore, from your personal point of view, him becoming the 'Torch Bearer' is not necessarily the blessing you expected - from the school's benefit point of view, yes, but you are my daughter, for you, no It must be——the concept of ‘torch bearer’ has many things that others cannot imagine or understand.”
"Malicious?"
"Will the 'Torch Bearer' feel malicious?"
"What do you mean? I don't understand what kind of malice is there? Where does the malice come from?"
In the wreckage of the "incinerator" with pale texture and gray and black smoke, Fan Ning asked several short sentences in succession because of Viadlin's unclear words.
"I don't understand either."
Viadlin's figure continued to float and rise.
"There are too few 'torch bearers' since the New Era, such as Gregory, Kashunich, and Giles. No one can personally experience their perspective, but I did read a few words in the ancient books of the school, or their Written down, or relayed by others.”
“After they became ‘Torch Bearers’, they suddenly experienced a malice they had never noticed before!”
".Like the omnipresent malice coming from the world itself!"
Fan Ning frowned deeply.
He felt that the nature of the world at the top was becoming more and more distorted and unknowable.
Or was it that the higher he stood, the more he thought?
In fact, the reason was not that complicated?
For a highly inspired artist, it seems normal to feel that "the whole world is against him" and that "he feels uncomfortable every day".
Aren't the "stereotypes" of artists in the eyes of ordinary people melancholy, sensitive, and suspicious?
"Anyway, the Special Patrol Office is indeed paying attention to who will be the "torchbearer" of the Romantic era. This matter seems to be as important as the "disenchantment ritual" I just mentioned. Even the summit of the art side may be the key to finding Guido da Lezzo's relics!"
After the two figures floated up to a certain height, they came to a place where cracks were tangled.
Several warning boundaries as thick as banyan trees gathered above this place, like a huge, twisted and extended piece of metal waste.
"Hiss--"
Viadlin took out the "micro spray bottle" again and sprayed the lymph of the shell species to the place where the cracks converged.
Various faint noises similar to the flapping of wings and the falling of leaves sounded in Fanning's head again.
"The time of stagnation is noon, the number of keys is three, the number of witnesses is seven, and the price is incalculable."
Seeing the line of twisted words after the gray-black residue dissolved and peeled off, Fanning felt his heart contract.
"The time of stagnation is noon?"
". At noon, the sun sets and the moon rises?"