She Is Not a Witch Chapter 35: The Flame Ray Festival
Red ribbons are hung under the eaves on both sides of the street, flying in the wind as the summer breeze blows.
Lorlandhill followed the crowd with a sun hat and slowly entered the center of the venue.
In the empty area of the city, the stone high platform that used to be empty was carefully decorated, and tens of thousands of people surrounded the three-step stone platform, raising their heads slightly to watch the scene above.
The entire stone platform appears to be a huge circle, surrounded by a circle of priests dressed in white, standing quietly holding jade medals and silver bells, their faces covered with translucent veils, including men and women. The edge of the white gauze is dyed into orange-red gradient color, which is very clear and beautiful, like red water in the water, while giving people the feeling of flame and coolness.
As the surrounding silver bells shook slightly, bursts of crisp sounds washed over the ground, gradually quieting the noisy voices in the city.
At this moment, everyone also gathered their gazes to the center of the stone platform. A maiden with her eyes slightly closed stood quietly. She has long orange-red hair, just like the rays of the sky, and her body and face are very soft. The dress on her body is like sunset clouds, dignified and fluttering, with an indescribable atmosphere and magnificence.
As he slowly extended his right hand, his sleeves slid down slightly, revealing a white wrist and a small silver bracelet. The silver bell on the bracelet shook slightly, making a sound like water ripples.
And the sound spread from the center of the altar like ripples, spreading in all directions, and the wind in the city stopped for a while, and the red ribbons under the eaves also hung down, falling into a brief silence. middle.
Time passed slowly, and the tens of thousands of people below and nearly a million people in the city temporarily stopped their activities, slowly raised their heads, and looked at the sky above them.
The wind seemed to come back from all directions, chaosing the clouds in the sky, and then converging in the middle.
A vortex formed by flowing clouds gradually formed in the sky of Yanyazhou, and then an endless stream of hot wind was blowing in the wilderness and mountains.
Lorlandhill stood on the scene like everyone else, and the hot wind carrying the breath of dragons blew up the sleeves slightly, making her relax as if she was in a comfortable hot spring.
Lorlandhill was also shocked by the gentle summer breeze that was slowly sweeping by, blowing hundreds of miles.
Is this the power of dragon veins? No wonder the people of the Eastern Continent worship and yearn so much.
The witch in the center of the maiden danced slowly, and the golden silk bead on her hairpin also swayed gently, following her figure in the summer breeze, reflecting a faint golden light.
The power of the originally silent mountains and rivers and dragon veins danced with it, and slowly flowed, as if ice was melted and turned into warm running water.
The huge and incomparable heaven and earth elementary power spilled out from the dragon veins and dispersed into the atmosphere, as the summer wind shuttled through the mountains, nourishing the various creatures between the heaven and the earth. Some of them are worms hidden underground, some are extraordinary beasts that inhabit the mountains, some are secret and rare flowers, and some are people who grow in this land.
Lorraine Hill quietly closed his eyes and felt the flow of the dragon veins, as if he was under an extremely wide river, and under the mighty power of the turbulent world, he was extremely small, like a grain drifting with the waves. Weisha. And at this moment, her consciousness melted into this huge river like sand grains, swimming in this vast world.
The undulating mountains, green and yellow fields, layers of red-leaf forests on Yanyazhou Island, the quietly flowing underground rivers, the strange animals living in the woods and lakes, flying in the distant sky Flocks of flying birds, all came to mind clearly. Not only that, she can even feel the roughness of the rock surface baked by the blazing sun, the shade of the trees in the mountains, the clarity of the spring water, the voice of people talking, the breathing of a sleeping underground animal, and so on.
Everything in the world moves slowly in an indescribable pattern, making people immersed in it unconsciously.
If the hot wind with a radius of nearly a thousand kilometers in Yanyazhou is like a river, then the witch standing in the altar is like a commander standing in the center of the mighty vortex.
Such a huge and mighty power of heaven and earth is not something that the Dragon Witch of Sequence 6 can forcibly change and manipulate, and what she does can only be guided gently and cautiously as described in ancient books. It makes it flow in accordance with the established trajectory.
Scouring the fragile and condensed areas of Yuanli (Mana), replenishing those barren desert areas, and at the same time balancing the temperature within a continent, so that certain areas will not spontaneously burn due to excessive heat, and the heat will flow evenly. It made nearly 10 million residents in Yanyazhou sultry and unbearable.
The power of the dragon veins makes this land rich and fertile, but if it is not guided and regulated, it will cause large-scale wildfires, and the damp heat will also cause various diseases and disasters.
In ancient times, the swimming flame rays of the local priests allowed the natural beasts bred by the dragon veins to regulate the power of heaven and earth, and after the flame rays disappeared, the local transcendent faction took on this responsibility.
This is also the origin of the Yuyan Red Ray Gate.
Just when the people in the city were immersed in the vision of the world and the dragon veins flowing, Lorrain Hill noticed something strange. She opened her eyes and looked at the witch on the altar. Although they were far apart, the corners of her mouth The overflowing touch of bright red was noticed by her.
Is there something unexpected in the sacrifice and was backlashed? The girl secretly guessed in her heart.
Although the power of the dragon veins is vast, it is not a meek thing, and its nature is extremely fierce. It is generally asked to be carefully guided by a special priest of Wuzhu, so that it can flow slightly according to the heart.
It would be okay if it was just a mountain, but today I am presiding over a huge area where nearly tens of millions of people live on an entire continent and five counties. The difficulty is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. In the past, the dragon maidens of Sequence 7 or Sequence 8 were generally qualified to preside over the sacrifice, and they had to be accompanied by hundreds of priest maidens.
But as it has changed today, the witch in Yuyan Red Ray Gate has the highest rank number 6, and it is extremely difficult to get a little loophole to reach this point.
After another small meeting, not only Lorrain Hill noticed the strangeness, but also the priests and witches on the periphery of the stage. They faintly communicated with their eyes, and then cast spells, so that the pressure of guiding the dragon veins was more shared on the surrounding auxiliary priests.
As a result, many of the priestess' faces turned pale and their bodies swayed a bit. Fortunately, many of them are Sequence 5, and even for Sequence 6, there are several ~IndoMTL.com~ to share with each other. Can still maintain the figure, did not fall down.
At this moment, the audience below is still immersed in the sacrificial ceremony, feeling the warmth of the dragon vein summer breeze and the mystery of its operation, without noticing what is happening on the stage.
Unfortunately, this situation is like a derailment of a train. It was only a small gap at first, but as the dragon veins flowed, the cracks in its deflection became larger and larger.
The flowing clouds in the sky are obliquely illuminated by the sun, exposing golden borders. As the hot wind circulates, they form a faint big fish shape and gradually turn into a swimming dragon.
But now this long dragon of flowing clouds, its color is gradually dyed with a trace of burnt red, and its shape in the sky is slowly distorted and fierce.
Seeing this blessing sacrifice gradually turned into the source of the vortex of disaster, Lorrain Hill also closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, plunged his consciousness into the depths of his soul, and called out the ubiquitous atmosphere and inflammation, trying Help, although she herself doesn't know how effective it will be.
And just after the girl closed her eyes and concentrated, a small sun pattern faintly appeared on her forehead, and the light on her pattern was like a feather of flame and blooming slowly like a lotus flower.