A Million Possible

Ellu was shaking.

In the dim Great Hall, she stared at the altar with wide eyes. The precious materials she found after a month of hard work were about to burn out, but there was no response in the soaring magic light curtain.

"No! God! Can't you hear my call?"

Ellu shouted in her heart, but her mouth was bitten tightly, almost breaking her lips.

What is going wrong?

Why didn't the gods respond?

Is it because I am not religious enough?

Or is there something wrong with the arrangement of the ritual magic circle?

Ai Lu's brain was blank, and the big beads of sweat on her face rolled off, watching the material about to disappear but she couldn't do anything.

"The emblem picture...it's not wrong, the ritual spell...it's not wrong, the materials...no...no! Is it the essence of Yuehua?"

She suddenly thought of something.

If she had to find a problem, she could only think of the essence of Yuehua. Although the book did not say that it must be fresh and complete, it should be the default, right? But what she used was an air-dried specimen...No, she didn't want it either. She really couldn't find a fresh one. Even this specimen was only obtained without a lot of effort.

"Materials...Materials...Sure enough, there is something wrong with the materials, so did the summoning ceremony fail?"

Elu's thin body was faltering, almost unable to maintain a pious posture.

As a low-ranking priest who just graduated, this was the first time she tried to communicate with gods. In fact, this was only possible for god-tier officers. Therefore, she didn't even think about whether the gods really didn't exist. , She is simply looking for problems in herself.

suddenly.

At the moment Ailu lost his mind, a half-shielded window on the left side of the Great Hall suddenly opened!

"Dang!"

The window frame seemed to have been slammed in, collided and made noises. At the same time, a wind screamed in. The curtains of the entire Great Hall were shaking immediately, like living creatures, and some papers on the ground were also flying. rise.

"Do not!"

Ai Lu exclaimed, jumped up and blocked the window with her own body. In her opinion, it was probably because the wind was too strong and the window was accidentally blown open. This would affect the ceremony! she thinks.

The ceremony has not yet been explained, and Ellu has not completely given up hope.

What if...what if the goddess is late for something?

"Dang Dang Dang Dang."

Ai Lu was wearing a large moon-white robe against the wind, squinted her eyes and quickly closed the window again, and then pulled the curtain to cover it again. The room was quiet again. She firmly supported the window frame and began to breathe exhaustedly. .

However, at The next moment, the two pointed ears protruding from Ellu's silver hair, which turned his back to the altar, suddenly moved!

There is a voice behind!

Ai Lu Huo Ran was surprised!

Immediately, it was a surprise!

Could it be that the goddess finally responded to her poor believer?

Ai Lu hurriedly turned around in surprise, because of her excitement, she even forgot the etiquette that should be required to meet a god, but stared straight at it with wide-eyed eyes!

However……

What appeared in her vision was not the great grace, the indescribable Goddess of Moonlight and Forest, but... a strange sight!

...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

In the dim Great Hall, the materials on the altar had completely burnt to ashes, the beam of light disappeared, and a black wind suddenly blew up in the sky above the altar.

To be precise, it should be a black mist like thick ink, centered on the altar, spreading, permeating, and completely turning the original solemnity of the entire room into a terrifying and terrifying like a ghost!

From that group of darkness, more dense, translucent strange ghosts flew out screaming, flying and circling throughout the house. They looked weird and moved quickly and strangely, spreading their teeth and claws, releasing a frightening atmosphere.

It is clearly the ghost from The Underworld in the legend.

Those weird, inexplicable screams are like steel nails, pierced into Ailu’s little head. She instinctively raised her hands to cover her ears. However, the irritating whisper, that is dense, messy, manic, The weird, crazy and weird voice still came into her mind clearly.

Oh my God, this is just a whisper from the devil!

Ellu thought.

And these are not the weirdest.

In the center of the altar, where the orthodox gods should have appeared, a dim figure suddenly appeared.

In the dark, thick fog, an oddly-dressed figure floated in it.

His clothes and dress are very different from those of the elves. The thin, thin but decent clothes are not visible. It has extremely rare black hair and its ears are much shorter than those of the elves. As for the appearance... the other party is wearing a snow white Yes, a mysterious and strange mask, with only one pair of eyes exposed, looking down at him.

He slowly fell from the air, the black mist seemed to be his throne, and the circling ghosts were his subjects. He gradually emerged from the void. Under this atmosphere, he was extremely mysterious and powerful.

"what!"

Ellu was so frightened that her heart almost stopped. Her hands and feet were soft, and her body was cold. Her body retreated subconsciously, but she could only helplessly press against the wall, her legs trembling, limp towards the corner, and could no longer stand up. I want to scream, but I can't even scream out because of excessive fear.

Devil?

Evil? !

Cthulhu!

What did you provoke?

At this moment, Ailu's whole heart was occupied by fear, and she instantly realized that she was very likely to have encountered the horror recorded in the sacrificial books.

Once the ritual to communicate with the gods goes wrong, the best result is that the ritual fails, and the worst is to provoke an unknown evil god!

They are the source of erosion and the spreaders of fear. According to legend, the gate to The Underworld will be opened every two months when the two moons are dimmed, and when they are introduced, the devil will spread disasters to the world...

In this gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, Ellu saw the "Cthulhu" slowly falling on the altar, behind the white weird mask, a "cruel, bloody, wicked and evil" gaze turned towards her.

Immediately, the "Cthulhu" spoke quietly, and said in a tone that seemed surprising and full of interest:

"It's you that wake me up?"

The little elf's face was pale, The next moment suddenly turned his eyes, his body was limp, and he fainted alive!

...

...

Cheng Lin watched Ai Lu unconsciously and fell into a corner of the wall with extreme silence.

The silver-white knife rolled away on the floor for a certain distance.

He stood in the black mist, stunned for a moment, finally held his forehead and sighed deeply.

"Am I so scary..."

With a wave of his hand, the black flag was rolled up, and the dense black fog was taken back, and even the one hundred and eight fighting spirits that were flying and flaring their claws returned to the inside of the two-dimensional space of the black flag.

The entire room returned to its original calm.

The magical lights burned quietly, and Cheng Lin's figure was reflected on the waxed solid wood floor, and the strange white mask looked vague.

Corner.

A petite and weak figure limp on the ground, motionless, apparently in a deep coma.

The moon-white robe was like a blooming flower, and Ellu's pair of white stockings was stained with a trace of dust, and her left hand fell to the side. There was blood slowly seeping through the gap in the bow-like bandage.

"Well……"

Cheng Lin touched his nose, hesitated, walked over, then frowned for a moment, flipped his hand, took out a cup, and splashed it on Ai Lu's face.

He remembered that in the TV series, the prisoners were awakened by splashing water...

"Wow."

Splashes of water.

Elu frowned first, then cleared her cough, and finally slowly opened her eyes.

"you're awake."

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