People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

Tracing the source of the original, the essence of the extraordinary ritual of [Hidden Disciple] is to create an absolutely blank destiny in the long river of time.

And use it as an anchor of strength!

This "blank destiny" is difficult to achieve through conventional means such as changing names, changing identities...etc.

Because the hidden disciples cut off the thread of fate and completely cut off contact with society.

And during this period, it cannot be contaminated with a new destiny.

Even if you change your identity, you cannot establish contact with other people or even society.

Even being seen by intelligent beings is a desecration of ritual.

So what's the point of having a new identity?

In other words, the Hidden Disciple must maintain an absolute blank in the watershed for a period of time in the long river of time.

That being the case, is it a void of fate that the time basin of backward flow is blank?

In theory, this is perfectly possible.

Just this method, for most extraordinary people, is equivalent to abandoning the basics and raising the difficulty infinitely.

You must know that this is not [Wild Hunting] just rewinding the host's personal time tributary, it reverses the mainstream of the entire time basin.

At the very least, the mainstream of time "required for the ritual" needs to be reversed.

Difficulty is high, no need to go into details.

The only advantage brought by such a difficult method is probably the quick success.

However, this method is tailor-made for Ning Xiuyuan, who has huge extraordinary resources, especially [Witchcraft Bertoris].

However, Ning Xiuyuan, who had thought so far, had a hint of surprise in the depths of his eyes.

What a coincidence!

The coincidence is simply outrageous!

He passed the Book of Omniscience with his forefoot and obtained [Witchcraft Bertoris];

This witchcraft can be used in the extraordinary rituals of hidden disciples.

Not to mention, these two things appeared in the earth **** religion at the same time.

The only link that is not interfered by external forces seems to be these two things, both of which were chosen by Ning Xiuyuan.

However, it was also chosen by hand, which made it even more terrifying.

Ning Xiuyuan took a deep breath, tried his best to calm himself down, blessed himself with various buffs, and began to analyze.

"If this is a conspiracy, to sacrifice an old **** in order to deliver these two extraordinary items to me, the price to be paid would be too great."

"And it's sent at the same time, which can easily arouse the target's suspicion."

"If it were me, there are literally countless more secretive and less expensive alternatives."

"Take a step back, let's say this person really exists, and ignore the operating costs, the purpose is to do the opposite, and pre-judgment my pre-judgment."

"Then to do all this, the power of the old gods is definitely not enough."

"Even if it is an Outer God, it is difficult to do it without the authority to interfere strongly enough with fate."

"It can be said that if any link goes wrong, the entire plan will be ruined."

"What's the point of manipulating me if this person can really do that?"

Ning Xiuyuan let out a faint sigh.

"Is it because my nerves are too sensitive?"

"What's more, the possibility that witchcraft Bertoris can perform the extraordinary rituals of hidden disciples is only my immature assumption. Whether it is feasible or not is unknown."

"Of course, there is another possibility."

A complex light flashed in Ning Xiu's eyes.

"I have been cursed or blessed by a powerful force!"

"The caster doesn't have to specify a specific item at all, he just needs to make sure I get to my destination."

"Like my old person."

With his thoughts at this point, Ning Xiuyuan forced himself not to look at the "city of Tindalos" with great perseverance;

The tyrant is also forcibly calming his beating heart from excitement and fear!

"I hope that I can condense my divinity and be promoted to the position of the old god, the Overlord of Tindalos, Mssisha, is definitely one, so it is possible for her to give me a powerful blessing."

"The God of Dawn may have blessed me too!"

"She is in charge of bad luck, and she took my bad luck away from me, and what was left was naturally extremely lucky."

Thinking of this, Ning Xiuyuan suddenly realized how the God of Dawn might use her bad luck.

Come out to mix, always have to pay back.

Where did the **** of dawn take his bad luck?

It can't be digested by itself, can it?

Therefore, this bad luck is very likely to be returned to him Ning Xiuyuan when she closes the net.

"I don't believe in retribution for good and evil, because this is just the self-comfort of the weak and powerless, but in this chaotic universe, everything is distorted and chaotic, to arrange my destiny, I must suffer the consequences of my backlash. "

"It's whether I'm sensitive and suspicious, whether it's a blessing or a curse, for me, the most correct choice right now is to silently endure this malice and wait for the occasional move."

"It is endless fun to fight with people, and it is even more fun to fight with heaven!"

"Karaspar dares to blaspheme Avogomon, what should I be afraid of?"

Ning Xiuyuan smiled coldly, and quietly left the corner time dimension with the welcome of the wolf-like dog.

Returning to the dreamland again, he glanced at Zosik, the magical continent, and after confirming that the gods were not in trouble, he immediately chose a suitable location for the experiment [Witchcraft Bertoris].

In other words, the range of locations he can choose is very limited.

In addition to fantasy, there is only fantasy.

This is his home ground, and no matter what happens, it is the most likely place to escape.

It is worth mentioning that before choosing a suitable location, Ning Xiuyuan controlled the secret disciple who had just taken it, cut off part of the thread of fate, and entered a state of hidden fate.

Because the extraordinary ritual of the hidden disciple has not yet been performed, he cannot exert the full power of the hidden disciple at all.

However, even this small part is enough to obscure some of his information.

For example, for some divination and prophecy authorities, it will be more difficult to find him.

After entering the hidden state of fate, Ning Xiuyuan randomly stumbled on an unknown wilderness, creating a temporary laboratory in a dislocated space and time.

It is said to be a laboratory, and it looks more like an endless square.

On the bluestone square shaped out of a dream, a dial-shaped agate altar rose from the ground, looking down from the sky, it looked like a round clock!

In fact, this is a round clock.

In other words, the round clock is the realization and conceptualization of time.

Ning Xiuyuan surrounded the agate altar, carefully checking every symbol.

At the same time, put some beads and gems on it to please and communicate with the [Time Lord, Yavgomon].

—That’s right, this agate altar is the altar of the communicator of time, Yavgomon!

The spellcasting rules of Bertoris sorcery are precisely the use of Avogmon.

This is similar to the "deep diver summoning magic". In essence, it distorts and uses the prayers of the old ruler Cthulhu, so that the summoning target is aimed at Cthulhu's deep diver!

In the same way, Ning Xiuyuan also needs to distort the altar of Avogmon.

After confirming that the arrangement of the agate altar was correct, he immediately used "dust" and "spittle" to cover some key curse marks.

Then, from the private collection, a gold dial was taken out, and the polyhedron that overlapped into the fog, the nameless fog, was suspended above the gold dial.

At this point, the preparatory stage for the ceremony is complete.

After Ning Xiuyuan checked the altar for the last time, he immediately used the dial pointer to puncture the deepest vein in his right hand, letting the blood of the pure and honest servants drip onto the altar.

When the blood flowed through the altar's spell seal and gems, a secret and unseen thriving magic circle awakened.

The pointer stained with Ning Xiuyuan's blood, like a shark smelling blood, revolved wildly in the dial, linking the time power of its altar.

Standing at the center of the altar, Ning Xiuyuan's expression changed slightly.

From his [Wild Hunting] eyes, this altar seems to have dug the embankment of the long river of time, causing the river of time to flood back wildly.

Huge water pressure, under the collection of curse marks, poured into the golden dial and shot into the nameless mist.

"Om-"

The vibrato that disintegrated the soul came from the nameless fog.

The speed of the polyhedron's nameless fog became more and more intense, and it exploded under Ning Xiuyuan's intense observation. In the nothingness beyond the long river of time, it opened up a time-suspended space that was independent of the long river of time.

"Katha-"

At the same time, the agate altar could no longer withstand the flooding of the river of time, tearing and collapsing in an indescribable trembling.

Ceremony failed?

Ning Xiuyuan's face changed suddenly.

He subconsciously looked at the Nameless Mist, but was surprised to find that the time-suspended space formed by the Nameless Mist still existed.

A vague connection was born from the depths of his soul.

In careful comprehension, the information transmitted from the nameless fog made Ning Xiuyuan's heart shake.

"Whoo-"

Ning Xiuyuan took a deep breath. The Master Miracle's insight into the rules and destiny made him keenly deduce the truth from the fragmented information.

"I guessed right, the personality of the nameless mist is enough to replace the sacrifice of 'Azathoth Bloodline Demon'."

"However, Nameless Mist's personality is so high that the space that should exist temporarily has become a permanent space."

"I don't know, is this a blessing or a curse?"

Ning Xiuyuan had mixed feelings.

The benefit is currently unknown;

The disadvantage has been known in advance, that is, he has permanently lost a fog of namelessness.

In other words, he also intends to try to accommodate this "nameless fog", improve his status, and gain some priority.

He, who once used the body of a mortal to steal the personality of the old days, knows that the invisible and intangible thing of personality is such a huge wealth!

Well now, the plan just fell through.

Ning Xiuyuan shook his head, his mind moved, and the figure disappeared immediately, escaping into the fog of namelessness.

…

This is a world filled with gray fog!

Do not!

Gray is only the cognition of the soul.

To be precise, this is a fog of time, a fog of time that cannot be condensed into a continuum of time.

So time here is suspended, relatively non-existent, and independent of the eternity of time.

Until the appearance of a black-haired black boy figure triggered the freezing of the fog.

So the mist condensed into water droplets, which converged into a babbling stream at the foot of the black-haired black boy figure.

- Time finally begins to flow.

Ning Xiuyuan looked around the world and felt a strange sense of familiarity.

—The Twilight Priory!

Yes, it looks like a twilight monastery here.

When his heart moved at will, the gurgling stream under his feet suddenly floated up, extended, condensed into a piece of training, and turned into a long table.

This familiar scene made Ning Xiuyuan's mouth twitch up.

"I seem to be a replica, but it's actually better!"

"If I guessed correctly, the Twilight Monastery established by the Lord of Twilight is to use the nameless fog to intercept a long river for a period of time and create a temporary, time-suspended space that is not scrutinized by the outside world."

"And what I use is a personal time tributary, which is completely independent of the long river of time, and is more concealed and undetectable."

"The most important thing is that this space is infused with my blood and soul, so to speak, completely under my control."

"A secret and independent secret fortress!"

"In the future, there will be a place to rest and experiment, and you will no longer have to punch holes around and settle randomly like a mouse."

Ning Xiuyuan sighed, transformed into a high-back chair, and slumped into it, his tense nerves finally relaxed.

An indescribable sense of comfort made him drowsy.

"Well!"

Ning Xiuyuan trembled all over, as if stepping on a cliff in the air, his whole body jolted and woke up.

This is?

Ning Xiuyuan vigilantly checked his body, and after a long while, he shook his head mockingly.

The long-term stressful life has made his reason vigilant against the Mohu of his consciousness - that was a rational reminder just now!

"call-"

Ning Xiuyuan let out a sigh of relief, shook his head, lay on the long table, and fell into a deep sleep.

It's like going back to high school, the most anticipated lunch break.

Time loses its meaning at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, his body moved slightly and opened his eyes.

Covered with a layer of sleepy eyes, he glanced at this gray world that seemed to be eternal, and an indescribable comfort grew from the depths of his soul.

"The exchange of nameless fog for a secret fortress may be the biggest mistake in the future, but for me right now, it is undoubtedly the best deal."

Ning Xiuyuan stood up and slackened his waist without image.

I just feel refreshed at this moment.

Depression, tension, depression, loneliness, confusion, fear, hatred, etc. All the negative emotions accumulated in life are swept away at this moment.

At this moment, Ning Xiuyuan felt that his six senses were sharpened a lot.

From the moment he stepped into this chaotic universe, he rarely had a moment of absolute relaxation.

The panic and hesitation of Francis from the beginning;

It was so easy to adapt to it, but it passed through the consternation of the earth;

And then to the shock of discovering the extraordinary world.

He was running down the road almost non-stop.

If his original goal was to return to his hometown;

Then his current goal has been reduced to the most basic "survival"!

Yes, it is survival!

Ever since he noticed that fate was interfered with and guessed that it was the conspiracy of the God of Dawn, he has always been in a state of fear and sincerity.

The fundamental reason why he desperately grabbed resources and made himself more ruthless and inhumane was to resist the unknown terror.

No one had pity on his fate, so why should he pity others?

He just wants to live!

"According to the process of Bertoris sorcery, the next step should be to use this time-suspended space as a fulcrum in the name of Chaos of Prowling, leveraging the power of Shaksanos and reversing time and space."

"But what if this move destroys this place?"

Looking at the perfect space in front of him, Ning Xiuyuan suddenly became a little tangled.

"Why don't you try to find a demon with Azathoth blood first?"

Thinking of this, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Ning Xiuyuan subconsciously thought of [Old Dominator, Seed of Azathoth, Gardamon].

Even if you can't sacrifice her, can you borrow some blood from the head office?

Just as Ning Xiuyuan was thinking about the feasibility of this plan, a very different prayer sounded in his ears.

"The source of all things, the birth of Azathoth;"

"The Key of the Door, the mother of Yogg-Sothoth;"

"The great ineffable, the admirer of your time, longs for your pity."

This is?

Ning Xiuyuan suddenly widened his eyes.

Is this... the Entry Prayer of the Priory of Twilight? !

Could it be possible... could it be possible... An extremely absurd thought grew out of Ning Xiuyuan's heart,

He subconsciously followed the sound of prayer and cast the vision of the old days away.

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