With the ceremony going on, a strong air flow surged from the quiet room, shrouded in the red halo, and the broken cloth fell from the air. In the center of the ceremony, a big blood cocoon gradually condensed.
At this point, the ceremony could not be stopped. Any change would interfere with the effect of the ceremony. Seeing this, rod stopped to deal with the feeling of peeping.
After a long time, the cocoon broke, and a complete human body appeared in front of rod's eyes. Her skin was as soft and white as a baby, covered with a layer of dark juice, and there was a bitter smell of herbal medicine in the air.
At the same time, the vision caused by the ceremony slowly subsided, and the body in the center of the ceremony collapsed to the ground as if it had lost all its strength, with a painful murmur in its mouth.
Seeing this, Rowling hurried forward, took out a large woolen blanket from the space ring and covered the person in front of her. There was a worry in her eyes.
"Where am I now..." she snorted bitterly and intermittently, but she could clearly hear the gentleness of women, which made Rowling feel a little relieved.
"I can feel that your mind is very confused and your consciousness is blurred. It seems that you have not recovered from the ritual state
The existence of peeping eyes enables rod to feel the state of the person in front of him. He steps forward and looks down at the person in front of him with no emotion in his eyes.
"Clear your mind and answer my question honestly. Who are you now? "
"Who am I? What's the problem... "She seemed puzzled.
All of a sudden, her face twitched, her facial features wrinkled together, showing a painful look, but she still said intermittently: "I can't remember many things now... I only remember that my soul is falling apart, and it won't be long before I really die..."
Speaking of this, she seemed to think of something. She raised her head and looked at rod in front of her: "where's Elon? Where is he now? Finally, I have something to say to him... "
Looking directly at the human beings after the ceremony, rod saw the charm of vita and the perseverance of Elon from her face.
Her face, a wonderful integration of the characteristics of the two, and according to her answer, the real control of this body, is the consciousness that once belonged to vita.
After confirming the identity of the person in front of her, Rowling breathes a sigh of relief, and her heart is relaxed. She glares at rod discontentedly. Rod has been saying what to do if he fails, which makes her so worried.
In addition, looking at weita in front of her, Rowling felt a burst of sadness in her heart. She sighed, but heard rod's words.
"Unexpectedly, the ceremony really worked. Should I sigh with emotion, what a magical ceremony it is, or should I praise the firm will of Elon? "
Although the ceremony was successful, rod didn't seem to be happy. He leaned over slowly and said with a gloomy face: "the ceremony is finished. All the hidden dangers in your soul have been removed. Not only that, you have got your human body and are out of the control of the spirit mark."
Rod reached out to grab the throat of the person in front of him, but looking at her eyebrows, where she was very similar to Elon, he finally stopped his action and just said in a deep voice:
"But because of you, I lost an important man. Ironically, even reincarnation can't save his life. Now, I'll give you a few choices... "
Rod's words have not finished, was forced to push away by Rowling, high basic attributes, let rod just a little step back.
"That's enough, brother. The ceremony has been completed. Besides, it doesn't make any sense. Let me explain to her." Rowling's eyes were fixed on rod, keeping Vita behind him.
"She's a hero." Rhode said slowly, "I can feel that although her will is chaotic, the will in her heart is far more than that of the former two. In other words, her hero is stronger than before."
In the face of rod's gaze, Rowling was not afraid, but retorted: "do you forget what you promised Elon before? You said you wouldn't let her get involved in the war. "
Listen to Rowling mention Elon, Rodney fell into silence for a time.
Rod, who used to despise the oath, abandons everything he has never felt, and doesn't care what he said. However, after personally feeling the will of Elon, rod was touched.
Until the last moment, Elon always remembered his oath. In addition, he exchanged his own sacrifice for vita, who was expected to die by rod.
Rod asked himself in his heart, if he was in such a situation and needed the power of ceremony to save Rowling at the expense of himself, would he make such a choice?
The answer is No. rod may use this kind of ceremony, but he will not sacrifice himself like Elon. Instead, he will choose to rely on the ceremony and inherit Rowling's power. In a sense, Elon did what rod could never do.
Thinking of this, rod's face darkened and finally sighed and said, "OK... Tell her all about what's going on. The position of the Lord of the city is vacant. If she wants to, let her take over. I believe that she, who has inherited Elon's will, can handle these things well. "
With that, rod no longer paid attention to the two people in the meeting hall, but came to a corner of the quiet room alone and poked out his left hand to the empty corner.
With a greasy soft touch, rod's left hand was entangled by several tentacles, and a head size eyeball was held in his hand.
"Take me to your master." Looking at the eye pulled out of the room, rod said slowly.
Unfortunately, in the face of rod's words, the huge eyeball in his hand did not have any special reaction except that the pupil closed more tightly.
"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Rod had no choice but to poke it with the finger of his other hand.
The surface of the eyeball is softer than rod thought. It's a big piece to press down with a little press. When the hand is released, it immediately bulges up. People can't help but wonder how the magic eye is made. No wonder enota wants to eat it.
"Benedict, Benedict."
Just as rod was about to continue to try, a knock came from the locked quiet room. He roughly guessed the identity of the person outside. Rod held his magic eye in one hand and opened the door of the quiet room in the other.
Outside, Marguerite, dressed in inconspicuous grey, was looking at rod with her empty eyes. She did not know how long she had been waiting here.