The Primordial Wizard

Ace, who was leading the crowd to pray, felt the violent fluctuation of the power of fate. The half-year-long drama finally fell, and a new script was about to begin. Faith and the power of fate merged, and the altar erupted with dazzling light instantly, making people Everyone exclaimed and excited.

Believers all believe that this is a miracle and pray more devoutly.

Ace manipulated this power, covering the closed vertical eyes between the brows with his right hand, and while everyone was dazzled, he slowly took out the projection of the spindle of destiny, opened his right hand, and the phantom of the spindle automatically flew to the altar.

At this moment, the strong power of destiny was rapidly compressed based on the spindle phantom, and Ace organized everyone to pray devoutly, adding more help to the magic circle.

There is an extremely fine thread of fate in this world that quickly links to the world of Kaya on the upper level of the astral world, but this process seems very long to Ace. They prayed for almost a day, but the thread still did not link to the world of Kaya.

What Ace wants is not to send short messages, but to have continuous contact, so he had to tell the residents that this mass is a long-term mass, and there must be people near the altar at all times.

The residents of the entire Old Street were divided into six groups, and nearly 500 people prayed devoutly at the altar every day.

Two days later, Jamila arrived. Under Ace's flickering, she knelt down and prayed to the altar. The power of fate broke out in an instant, and almost all the people in the old street felt a shock. The altar and the astral compass of the world of Kaya The altar link is up.

Everyone who participated in the ceremony felt that there was a difference, but when they looked closely, they didn't know what the difference was.

Ace took half of the power of destiny from the altar and fed it back to everyone, and announced that the mass was a great success, and then ordered people to carry the altar back to the church.

After settling everything, Ace didn't rush to contact the main body of the Kaya world, but first had a private conversation with Jamila to understand the basic situation of the king's election war.

In this way, the second day of the rose month is the day after tomorrow, and the king's election war officially started?

After hearing what Jamila said, Ace said with a clear expression.

Jamila nodded, worried but said sincerely: The War of Wangxuan is a real war, as long as it does not affect ordinary people, there is no responsibility for the death of those participating in the war.

Every candidate has an assistant and I would like to ask you to help me.

Ace smiled slightly when he heard what Jamila said, and said firmly: You are the king of the righteous in my opinion. In the past six months in the old street,

I recognize your potential and will definitely assist you.

If I encourage you to become the king of the righteous, but I stay out of it, then am I not as good as an animal?

Jamila looked at Ace's outstretched hand, and also stretched out her hand to hold it tightly, feeling extremely stable in her heart.

It was already late at night, and the people in the old street and the clergy of the church were already sound asleep. A shadow slowly surged and appeared beside the altar.

The shadow squirmed slowly, and turned into Ace in a short while. He touched the altar lightly, and the phantom of the spindle of fate hidden in it shook slightly.

Ace stepped up to the altar and grasped the phantom of the spindle. In an instant, his thinking resonated with the body in the world of Kaya, who was not far away from him.

The resonance lasted for nearly half an hour, and Ace broke away from the resonance state covered in sweat. His footsteps were a little weak, and he sat down slowly panting while stroking the altar.

It turns out that I spent a year in this world equivalent to one day in the Kaya world, so there is no heavy time pressure, and on the contrary, this world has given me plenty of time to prepare.

Boom!

Gululu...

The sound of heavy objects rolling to the ground immediately caught Ace's attention. Although his body was weak, he was still struggling to stand up. His heart was exhausted, and he inspired his magic power, constructing a spell model and pointing at the visitor.

The other party fell into a state of weightlessness in an instant, floating in mid-air and thumping non-stop. Ace chanted a spell softly, his eyes were dyed a layer of blue, and he could see the person clearly in the dark night.

Lisa?

He strode forward, bound Lisa tightly with the magic crystal shaping spell, and then brought her back to his room.

Lisa kept struggling, as if she wanted to say something, Ace slapped his head and sighed, the zero-ring spell charm human was activated, and the magic power rushed to Lisa, and she slowly stopped struggling.

Ace then seriously questioned Lisa in the room, and finally confirmed that Lisa just strayed into the church hall, and did not find anything deliberately.

However, Ace accidentally discovered Lisa's secret. In the unexpected incident just now, the back of Lisa's hand was cut, and blue blood flowed.

Ace collected the blood in a bottle. There is almost no doubt that Lisa is also a blue-blooded person, the same as the Field family hiding in the sewer, and the original owner of Ace's body. Humanity.

Looking at Lisa who was very obedient after being charmed, Ace finally understood what she meant by I can't go back. If it wasn't for seeing Lisa, Ace himself would have forgotten that this body and the big blue blood pit.

It's not easy to deal with. Take the opportunity to confess? But secrecy is a huge problem. Even if Lisa wishes to keep it secret, there are too many ways to pry her mouth open.

Ace's eyes gradually became unbearable, and he murmured: Maybe there are some sequelae, but this is a better way.

The spell model was combined instantly, and a light hammer appeared in Ace's hand. He raised the hammer and smashed it on Lisa's head, and the sky gradually brightened.

At noon, Lisa woke up from her bed. She felt dizzy, like a vacant state after a fever, and her whole body was sore, as if she had run all night.

What's wrong with me?

Lisa touched her forehead subconsciously, it seemed that it was really hot, she struggled to get up, but woke up the little nun lying beside her bed.

The little nun hurriedly pushed Lisa down on the bed, twisted the wet towel in the wooden tub, put it on Lisa's forehead, and said with concern: Master Lisa, you have a high fever, please don't move around. The priest After the adults know about this, immediately arrange for me to take care of you, please have a good rest, the residents of Old Street cannot do without you!

Lisa listened dizzily to the little nun's nagging, and closed her eyes involuntarily. What happened yesterday, why did she not remember it? Is it really burning too much? It seems that I can't push the quilt when I sleep.

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On the other side, in the priest's study room, Ace was rolling out a brand new scroll of destiny script, carefully writing the new script, with the word War of the King's Selection familiar to everyone in the Hill Kingdom written on it.

Ace lay his body back, with his legs crossed on the table, and the sunlight shone through the glass window. Ace thought about it and said: The information link channel between the two worlds has been opened up, and you can exchange information with the main body as long as you want. , but this alone is not enough to realize the plan of the ontology, I need more power of destiny.