Chapter 464 (1/2)

”Let's get ready to go.” The priest spoke slowly. He took out the scepter from his arms.

”How to use it?” Vaseline asked, he tried it with magic, but it didn't work. He couldn't start it at all.

”Stand here.” When it comes to me, he can't find a way to get through the space. In fact, he can't find a way to get through the space

Fanlin a few obedient stand in the past, they stand next to the sacrifice, four people formed a circle.

”Put your hands out and put them together.” The priest said that the palms of the people overlapped with each other.

The sacrifice nodded, and he also put his hand up. His back pressed on the hands of the people, and his palms were spread out. The scepter, as the key of the door, lay in the palm of the sacrificial palm.

”Let's go.” The priest said that his voice was old and powerful, and Fanlin was slightly stunned. He looked into the eyes of the sacrifice, and he clearly felt that the sacrifice was very tired.

The bright eyes, which were originally made by practicing soul magic, seem to be mixed with impurities. At this moment, they are obviously turbid.

Fanlin wanted to let the sacrifice rest, but it was obvious that there were so many arrangements that it was impossible to wait because of the condition of sacrificing a person.

Sacrifice is the most powerful of all the clergy. Only he can make decisions on behalf of the people, and only he is the best person to deal with things.

The obscure mantra rings again, which is different from blessing. Fanlin obviously feels the power of faith from the people.

With the continuous convergence of power, visible to the naked eye, these forces of faith emit a faint white light, which soon envelops them, and then from the middle position, straight into the key.

What the gods left behind is naturally driven by the power of belief, which is exactly what sacrifice and others do.

The key slowly drifted away from the hands of the sacrifice. Gradually, the key began to rotate. Fanlin felt a very gentle attraction and seemed to want to suck them away.

With the injection of power, the attraction of the key became more and more powerful. Gradually, Fanlin felt that he could not stand, and seemed to be absorbed into it.

”Get ready. We're going.” The priest said, he gently, a flash of white gold light, as if to activate the other keys in general, several people's feet off the ground.

Fortunately, all the people present have gone through a lot of space travel experiences, but it's not as ugly as that. It's just

Fanlin felt his heart was tight, and he lost control of his whole body. He felt that his body had a sign of breaking away.

Is it hard to say that his body is not enough to support such a journey?

Fanlin thought, he wanted to ask Dumbledore some answers, but he turned around, there was no one around.

Around a piece of darkness, the darkness seems to be in the flow, Fanlin want to see more clearly, but in a flash, a golden light cut through the darkness in front of him.

Through the crack, Fanlin looked out, but there was no one except the devastation.

Fanlin didn't know where he was now. He couldn't remember what had happened before. They shuttled through the space under the guidance of the key.

He didn't know whether it would succeed or not. After all, no one could guarantee it.

But the more important question is, should he live?

Thinking of this, he felt his face with his hands in a hurry, but he didn't touch anything. His hand went straight through his body.

Now he is more like a shadow, or is this his soul?

Fanlin finished and looked. There was an ice blue chain in his body, which replaced his original skeleton.

Looking at the familiar lines above, Fanlin suddenly felt a trace of peace of mind.

From the center of the brow dropped some golden silk thread, which is the mark of Eden.

Maybe. And still alive?

I don't know why, van Lin can still feel the existence of the body.

It's like an illusion that his body is still alive and his soul has moved to another parallel world.

Maybe their space trip has been successful, maybe Dumbledore will wake him up soon.

Fanlin thinks about it, but his brain is dizzy with a roar of soul.

The anger in the voice could not be concealed. It was like a wounded beast. For some reason, van Lin thought of the dragon.

He looked out through the golden crack, and the tip of a golden gun fell down.

It may not be the tip of a gun. Fanlin had never seen anything so strange. It was like a weapon used by knights in the middle ages.

Then, the golden spear left the sight of van Lin, as if it had been summoned.

Van Lin struggled to squeeze out, through countless meditation basin experience, he can easily distinguish what is now, like a reflection.Sure enough, van Lin did not waste any strength, his body was very easy to squeeze out of the dark.