Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

　　As a landlord, Qianzuru has no talent, but he has lived long enough.

　　 And time is a huge advantage.

　　 The double knives in his hands are like two sly poisonous snakes, showing white fangs, constantly attacking Cedric's weakness.

　　 Fierce like a tiger out of a box.

　　 Yes, the possibilities in Cedric's magnificent sapphire eyes flow like stars.

　　 The landlord’s combat power is surprisingly good.

　　 has at least LV4 basic sword technique plus LV3 basic stance.

　　 The [ritual vessel] in his hand is also linked to some special rules, causing extra damage to unclean things.

　　 It's a pity that I couldn't be more pure.

　　 With [self-time acceleration] and [future vision], Cedric can at least dodge and defend with ease.

　　 Even if it’s her own master, Mom C can’t help but venomously said, “Although we don’t want to disturb your interest, we still have a lot of work tonight and we don’t have time to watch you perform your botched swordsmanship.”

　　 As a person from the age of God, she has seen too many thrilling battles.

　　The descendants of the blood of the gods fight each other for glory and fate, and please the gods above them.

　　Compared with the battle between them, the battle between Cedric and the landlord can't even compare with the children of Sparta.

　　 In order to survive, those young children will become the fiercest evil spirits. Although they are still sparsely skilled, blood and death can at least please the audience.

　　 "Don't." Cu Chulin interrupted after eating the takoyaki that he bought.

　　 After hearing the comments of the two, Cedric suddenly lost interest.

　　 "Floating life is like a dream sting, and it won't be enough to stop. Let's fly, red butterfly."

　　 Zanpaku knife completed the initial solution in Cedric's hands, and the sharp blade was shattered like a reflection in the water, turning into a red butterfly between reality and illusion.

　　 Their thin wings as cicada wings carry a dreamlike and magnificent life.

　　 According to legend, souls who have not crossed the Santuhe River will grow new flowers on both sides of the Yellow Springs, blooming like flames, recording the best life of each soul, and tempting other souls to fall here.

　　 "[Sacrifice], are you a god?" The landlord Qianhe was surprised.

The so-called "Sacrificial Vessel" is the advanced state of [Ritual Vessel]. If a pure enough soul is willing to dedicate everything to the gods he serves, then the [Ritual Vessel] formed by this soul will transform into a new form under the action of divine power .

The gods of [Gao Tianyuan] call it [sacrifice], and [sacrifice] is only in the hands of the great gods with names and surnames. It is their most precious treasure, and it will even be passed on from generation to generation, called the gods who return after the fall.' Beacon'.

　　 Qianhe landlord has only heard of [Sacrificial Vessel].

　　 But he didn't choose to escape, just like Chizuru didn't run away when he knew that ghosts were attacking his own God's Domain today.

　　 Of course, this is not the spirit of the gods.

　　As a landlord, his foundation of faith is derived from the small ‘photo club’ in front of him.

　　 If you lose it, you will become a Noragami.

　　 The lone ghosts wandering around, without the support of [Wish Power], are gradually dying out. This is more terrifying than death.

　　 Even if the gods of this world are dead, as long as their faith is still there, they can rely on [Gao Tianyuan] to return from the long river of fate. This is the only place that resembles a god.

　　 Cedric looked at Chizuru, who was gradually fighting with his dream self, and asked Mother C who was studying the torii beside him, "Did you see anything?"

　　 Mom C touched the crimson pillars, and analyzed magic blooms one by one, "The barrier formed here is connected to [Gao Tian Yuan], so when it is breached, [Gao Tian Yuan] is sensitive."

　　 "We waited until those ghosts to make the right choice. The collection of ghosts is the mortal's [Fear] and the god's [Wish Power] is the power of one and two sides, which are different manifestations of the power of low-level belief."

　　 "So let them do it, it is [pollution] the internal structure, not [breaking]."

　　 The red butterfly spit out dreamlike filaments, wrapping the landlord of Qianhe into a cocoon, letting him sink into his dream forever.

　　 "Interesting, two-sided gods with ghosts, no wonder they call themselves eight million ghosts and gods."

　　 Cedric walked into this small photo studio step by step, about 20 square feet.

　　 There is only an empty main hall, not even an auxiliary hall for priests to rest.

　　 But judging from the flowers and clean water offered, this thousand crane landlord still has many believers around.

　　 Most of them inherited this shallow belief from their grandfathers, and they have accumulated it from generation to generation, which is quite impressive.

　　 And now these are my own, saving myself a lot of time.

　　 Mother C used magic to carry the cocoons of ghosts and Qianhe landlords and walked in.

"I have checked his memory. Most of the gods are born from wishes. Normal souls or demons will not become'gods' even if they collect beliefs, because the beliefs they collect are [fear] rather than [ Willing force]."

Mother C was making magic notes ~www.NovelMTL.com~ This is the practice of spellcasters, and the value of each high-level spellcaster's notes is no less than peerless cheats, and then said, "The specific principles, we still need Analysis, but if you want to violently replace the other party as before, there should be no way to work."

　　 "Wish, [ritual vessel], the agreement between **** and man, it is interesting." Cedric said with a smile.

　　 He looked at the shrine of the landlord of Qianhe, the white light of the sword flashed, splitting his **** in half, "Since it is a **** born from a wish, it's okay to be born again."

　　 He reached into his heart with his right hand, and took out an exquisite holy grail from it.

　　 "Unexpectedly, I would be happy again." The sharp blade in his hand was cut vertically, and the hideous head of the green ghost rolled down gruntingly, and the black blood quickly disappeared under the purification of the holy land.

　　 Aogui's head was round, obviously he didn't understand why Cedric suddenly killed him.

　　 "Recover a scarlet treasure chest, please consult the contractor."

　　 A prompt from the Lord God came.

　　 "Huh?" Cedric was a little surprised.

　　 "What's wrong, master?" Mom C looked up and asked, looking through Qianhe's memory.

　　 "It's nothing, but the main task is not completed." Cedric waved indifferently.

　　 He looked at his main mission.

　　 "Complete a withdrawal treatment."

　　 In other words, killing demons by oneself is not regarded as ‘retreat’, it’s just ‘killing’.

　　 The prerequisite for ‘withdrawal from governance’ should be a request, a wish, a mortal wish to exorcise demons... or gods.

　　 Retreat and the agreement between God and Man, [Fear] and [Wish Li], Cedric's mouth cracked and smiled, "The collective will of humans in this world is really interesting."