What is it like to be a wizard in modern times?

Della Dua denied that she was afraid. When she was watched by Shi Li's eyes, the oppressive feeling that fell on her did not have any elements that made her feel scared, but it made her retreat involuntarily.

It's more like... like the temples or churches she's been to. Faith and fanaticism in religious places will form a channel in the energy cycle of the land, connecting to the higher existence on the "gate", which cannot be described in words Mystery leaves its imprint in the energy cycle, showing everyone who knows or doesn't know where it belongs.

No one is afraid of temples or churches, but no matter whether you have faith or not, as long as you set foot in them, most people will feel awe - the more you understand the mystery, the closer you are to the "door", the more you will be in this way.

Della Dua seems to be in a temple and church at this moment. She does not believe in but knows the lofty mystery of faith. Not far away from her, Shi Lizheng looks at her with a calm expression and no anger in her eyes, as if she Under the altar, look up at the statues of wood carvings and stone sculptures.

Faith can attach mystery to a specific form. Della Dua doesn't know what the law of time is, but she concludes from her experience of walking in the world for thousands of years that she is definitely not an existence that should stay in this world at this moment. .

Even Shi Li himself couldn't tell what state he was in now.

He was indeed angry, since he accompanied Banxi to participate in this kind of theater, and from the earliest time when he saw Banxi wearing that skirt, his chest held his breath, and he was so dull that he was dazed.The emotional ups and downs were so strange to him that he didn't even realize that he was angry, and only accumulated and accumulated silently, and finally exploded in his head with a bang when he saw the stranger put his hand on Bancy.

mine.

he thinks.

he's mine.

He belonged to the land, his body and his soul were his property.

This idea appeared so naturally, it was obvious that Bancy was a foreign wizard who belonged to the Wizarding Council, but Shilu took Bancy's life and death into his scope as a matter of course.

After death...

Why is there an afterlife...

Somewhere in Shi Lu's heart, a question arose, as if he was banging on the door, and pulled open the curtain that was hesitant to talk.

So it was like a river that had been blocked for a long time suddenly cleared, and the water from the upper reaches rushed towards the dry river. The long time and vigorous memories suddenly painted colorfully on the blank past. He was caught off guard and at a loss as to what to do. What is contained in the body is not him, but a strange soul.

But it was clearly himself again, he could feel something that had been missing for a long time deep in his heart settled down, and from that farther and higher place, he glimpsed a pair of golden animal pupils.

With fangs and sharp claws, thick fur, like a tiger or a leopard, and with a wrong eye, what he saw clearly was just an indescribable mist, a wild and solemn god who was not angry and majestic.

Shi Li suddenly realized that that was what he looked like.

Breaking free from the body wrapped by a black cat or a tengu, he should look like he should.

The beast was in a higher and more distant place, and it pressed against his heart, roaring and roaring majesticly, declaring its authority to its own territory.

The land under his feet responded to this silent roar, and the energy surged like waves, starting from the timeline separating the past and the future in the sky, oscillating and spreading out layers of waves.

Ordinary people who are ignorant will not feel the ups and downs of energy tremors. At most, a gust of summer breeze will pass by, the leaves will rustle, and a few birds taking a nap in the afternoon will be startled by the branches.

But for those who can perceive the mysterious existence, it is as if they are in the vortex of the sea and have fallen into the desert quicksand. They are engulfed by the stormy waves and can hardly breathe. Sometimes they are thrown to the top of the waves and almost touch the skyline, and sometimes they sink heavily into the bottom In the deepest turbulent "river water".

The closer the existence is to this land, the greater the impact it will receive. If Shi Lu can see the scene of the management center at this time, he probably won't be able to recognize the place where the chickens are flying around, the foxes, cats and dogs running all over the ground. Among the one or two rare birds and animals, who is it in his impression?

Oh, he can still recognize Zhong Shuangming. Among the monsters with wings, Chongming Bird is the only one with baldness.

What's more, Zhong Shuangming was flapping his wings to fly the highest, shouting loudly to the people under him to control the situation and not to get too out of control, lest there be a reappearance of the famous historical scene of Luo out of Longtu River out of Guishu. Do not eat them raw without dipping sauce.

Shilu couldn't see the chaos in the management center at this time, but he could vaguely feel the energy gathering in that direction and it was mixed. Originally, it was only focused on the small map in Banxi's brain, which suddenly expanded hundreds of times. The dots are like stars, and when his attention is focused on a certain place, he seems to be in it.

The energy of Manzhan is shining like a flame, and when Shilu comes, you can vaguely feel that the energy circulation in this place where love and painstaking efforts converge into light is extremely active, and everyone's souls are wrapped in it, which not only ignites the fire, but also Illuminated by the fire, on the contrary, it seems that the witches are out of place, as if they went to the wrong set.

The witches from foreign countries are keenly aware of the changes in the energy cycle, but they are not closely connected with this land, they only feel the unspeakable heavy pressure, the mystery from a higher level is engulfed in the air, and their inner Perceived closed energy circulation blockage, the only thing you can do is to meditate quietly or even retreat into the safe house, so that your soul will not escape from the body.

Bancy: "..."

He looked left at Swansea, who was pale, and right at Della Dua, who was clenching his teeth, and made a confused sound that shouldn't be made by him.

"what happened?"

Swansea breathed desperately, "You, don't you feel it?!"

Knowing that the wizard's perception is slow, but it shouldn't be so slow.Under such a huge energy tide, the wood trembled three times. Looking at Francesco next to her, who was already in a semi-comatose state under the action of the "sword" of his body, that is what a wizard should have in this situation. Reaction.

It's not that Banxi is so unaware, acting like an ordinary person without the slightest perception.

Bancy blinked and turned to look at Shi Li.

He intuitively felt that this had something to do with Shiru who sat there and hadn't moved much, Shiru also blinked, and smiled at Bancy as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Bansy certainly won't feel the repercussions.

Shilu watched Bancy approaching, stretched out his hand and patted the back of Bancy's arms and thighs touched by the witches, he didn't pat off the dust, but he took off the greasy smell of perfume that the witches rubbed on Bancy's body .

So Banshee was left with only his smell.

From the inside to the outside, from the soul to the body, when Banxi himself didn't realize it, it was filled with his own marks.

On the first day he set foot on this land, Bancy dedicated his existence to the land—soul, body, life, and after death.

In the concept of wizards, this is a routine operation. As long as human beings have worship beliefs, there have been sacrifices. Only by paying and gaining can they achieve a balance of payments. Ritual sacrifices usually do not have any risks, as long as the process is followed. Can advance and retreat calmly.

The premise is that the object of sacrifice does not really "exist" in this world.

Well... Shiru is probably the exception.

He was a little guilty and wondered if he got on the bus first and then paid for the ticket. The rabbit ate the grass by the side of the nest, put his arms around Bancy's waist honestly, lay on his shoulder and hummed innocently twice.

As if it had nothing to do with me.

"You're angry." Bancy said, still in a soft tone with a lingering lingering ending.

"You're angry." He said it again, looking into Shi Li's eyes.

Bancy's eyes are dark brown.

Shi Lu suddenly thought of this in his heart.

Instead of the bewilderingly bright azure blue in front of his eyes, what he saw was a reddish dark brown. The end of his eyes did not have such a sharp arc, and the eyelashes drooped gently, casting a light shadow in his eyes.

Those eyes were smiling at him, different from the bold and passionate lips that kissed him, shyly and jerkyly revealing the soft watery light inside, whispering to him silently.

You are mad at me.

How to do it……

I'm so happy I'm close to falling in love with you.