The Doctor Will Never Die in the Shura Field

No wonder she wasn't worried that someone would come here ahead of time and take away the so-called power of God.

"Noble and pure blood, I offer it here! I am Wicca, please give me strength!" Wika cut her palm without hesitation, and dripped blood on the sacrificial altar in the middle, expecting a miracle to happen .

The bright red blood flowed along the traces drawn on the table, outlining a mysterious and strange pattern.

But 1 minute passed, 2 minutes passed, 5 minutes passed... The imaginary scene where a holy light enveloped her, the surrounding runes glowed with golden light, and then the power to destroy the world did not happen.

Is it not pure enough, or not noble enough?

Wicca doubted herself for the first time.

Chapter 12 Something is wrong with you

"The power of the moon prism, transform!"

"Balala energy, Hu Nila, the transformation of the magic fairy!"

"The key that hides the power of darkness, show me your true power! Now order you in the name of your master—the seal is lifted!"

Strange and shameful incantations echoed on the high platform. Fortunately, except for Qin Duanyu, no one knew what these words meant. It was a fond memory of a post-90s generation about Mahou Shaojiu.

Please stop, I can't hold it anymore, who knows how to cure embarrassing cancer, it's urgent, wait online!

Seeing that Wika kept flipping through the notes, and the expression on his face gradually changed from anticipation to disappointment, he knew that his past self must have brought private goods again. It took him a long time to hold back his laughter.

Perhaps in this altar, only the sarcophagus outside is the most valuable thing... Just like the Mayans in the previous life, they left behind a brilliant civilization and many unsolved mysteries, but most of these things revolve around cruel and bloody things. It was produced by the sacrifice of living people in Maoyue.

Therefore, in the eyes of modern people, it is tantamount to buying a basket to return the pearl. It should be a reasonable thing at the time. Offering sacrifices to the gods in the dark for blessings is undoubtedly the highest priority.

What's more, the description of the noble and pure blood is too general. It is still unknown what kind of standard should be used to judge it. What if people's ideas at that time were different from now?

Thinking of this, he strengthened his current guess, and looked sympathetically at Wika who was still trying.

You are such a grown-up person, why hasn't the Second Second Disease healed yet?

"Miss, the instruments we set up around did not detect any signs of origin stone power. It is very likely that this place is just an ordinary altar as the doctor speculated, and the translated text is only a local myth. "Oleg walked up to the stone platform and handed the scale to Wika.

Modern technology has proved that those mysterious magic circles in ancient times are nothing more than a way of using Originium skills. Just like today, the circuit board is pre-built, and then it will run automatically when it is charged.

If it wasn't for the fear of causing landslides, according to the practice of this group of soldiers, they would plant explosives to destroy them violently, dig holes in walls and fill in pits. They have patiently played with Wika until now, but they probably don't have much confidence. That's all.

Now there is no energy in the altar, which undoubtedly means that the things preserved in it will most likely dissipate with the passage of time. It is no wonder that Qin Duanyu's perception has not been affected in any way. The various visions recorded in the original notes stopped due to lack of energy. Lost.

"It doesn't make sense. When I chanted the mantra just now, I felt a change in my body, and there was a chill from my side..."

"Miss, don't lie to yourself, it's an ordinary wind! Don't, calm down, don't hurt yourself if you can't think about anything! Linguang, put your hands on her!"

"It may be because the sacrificed blood is too little, I will try it one last time, if it doesn't work, forget it!"

Unreconciled, Wei Ka thought it was due to lack of blood, and even planned to stab herself again, but was stopped by the crowd, but Qin Duanyu, who walked to the sacrificial altar, felt obviously strange.

The intense trance made him feel like he was going through time and space.

Looking up, the sacrificial altar in front of him changed from crystal material to source stone crystal, and the surrounding runes glowed extremely brightly, reflecting the dark cave as if it were under daylight.

Linguang, Wika, and others who were standing by had long since disappeared. It seemed that Qin Duanyu was the only one from the beginning to the end. He subconsciously wanted to open the God's perspective to search, but he didn't get any response from the system.

"I didn't expect that it was just a try, but it was really successful. Then the object of worship of the ancient Ursus is actually..."

"I know that there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and gaining must be accompanied by giving, so what exactly is there to lose..."

"But I can't always eat soft food and let her protect her for the rest of my life, right? Anyway, I have a backup, and when I have to, I can..."

Intermittent murmurs sounded in Qin Duanyu's ears, as if they were spoken from his own mouth, and there seemed to be something dusty in his mind that was untied.

--PhD

--PhD

A burst of concerned calls dispelled the illusion, and he shivered as if he had just woken up from a dream. The entire altar returned to darkness and darkness, and it could only be illuminated by the fluorescent sticks in Oleg's hands.

Wika was still clutching the note in her hand, chanting words, it seemed that only a few seconds had passed.

"You just stood here in a daze just now, what's wrong with you?" Linguang held Qin Duanyu's shoulder with his right hand, and his left hand glowed white, ready to cast a healing spell.

From her point of view, Qin Duanyu had just fallen and injured some time ago, and he accepted the task of accompanying Wika to explore before he recovered, which was really a bit reluctant.

"It doesn't matter to me, maybe I'm too tired recently? I kind of miss Xista's luxurious big bed." Qin Duanyu shook his head and resumed his usual sand sculpture appearance, "If someone is willing to give me a knee pillow, it should be Get well soon."

"...If the doctor needs it, I don't have any problem, but the ground here is a bit hard, you'd better find a blanket to lay it on, otherwise you'll catch a cold easily." Linguang said seriously, anyway, he was already sleeping with his arms in the car yesterday Once, a wave of classic re-enactment seems to be nothing.

"No, no, no, I'm joking." Qin Duanyu didn't expect Linguang to say that at all, seeing that she was really going to kneel down on the ground and perform a knee pillow posture for everyone on the spot, she was a little panicked.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I always can't tell the difference between jokes and serious words, Shining and the others are always troubled by this." Linguang said apologetically when he heard the words, and was faintly disappointed.

"It's nothing, this is the Miss Linguang I know. She is very cute and has a special charm. Anyway, I don't hate you like this." Qin Duanyu touched her head and comforted her with a smile, "Look It looks like Wika is about to leave, let's go back and rest early."

"Thank you for your compliment." Lin Guang nodded and walked forward first.

You are wrong!

Qin Duanyu stared at her back. According to his understanding of the female knight, she should correct her tone seriously at this moment. Loveliness and charm are used to describe weak women, which is an insult to her dignity as a knight, Barabara.

Accepting the compliment so calmly, I always feel that there is something wrong.

This was also the case, Lin Guang's face flushed against the light stick in his hand.

I don't hate it, that is... even a girl with a straightforward mind can make such an inference without difficulty.