Super Dimensional Wizard

This is a basement located in the suburbs, surrounded by darkness and silence. Only in the innermost part of the basement, there is a faint yellow fire burning.

It was a simple altar covered with candlesticks.

The candle burned quietly, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of inferior candles.

In front of the altar, a middle-aged woman wearing a plain headscarf knelt on the ground and prayed silently.

Directly in front of her, in the center of the altar, was a round stone with a carving on it. She whispered softly to this carving.

Most of the words contained prayers for miracles and murmurs of faith.

After she finished reciting, she leaned down, leaning her forehead deeply against the floor, and slowly stretched her hands forward, as if crawling. Then he stood up suddenly, knelt on the ground, raised his head and shouted a strange tone.

When these words were spoken, a breeze blew inexplicably from the closed basement, causing the flames on the candlestick to sway.

After standing still in the breeze for a few seconds, the middle-aged woman sat on the ground and sighed softly: "Unfortunately, after the bishop went to the Kingdom of God, the following sacrificial words lost their meaning. Otherwise, how could it be possible to just Pick up this little breeze.”

"I remember the bishop said that only the power of death can irrigate the bursting of sprouts. Now there is no complete sacrifice. Maybe only when I am dying will the god of sprouts notice me, a humble believer."

The woman stood up with emotion: "Oh, if it weren't for the fulfillment of the Bishop's wishes, I would have left this world long ago."

The woman shook her head, stood up unsteadily, and walked into the darkness step by step.

After a while, the sound of opening and closing the door sounded in the darkness, and the woman's steps became farther and farther. Apparently, she had left the basement.

Not long after she left, the candle on the altar suddenly flickered again.

A young man wearing a black gentleman's uniform slowly appeared in the flickering sparks.

The young man looked in the direction of the basement door and whispered to himself: "God of Germination, do you think it is a real god?"

The young man's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and then he turned to look at the statue on the altar. This is a round stone with a sprout sprouting out of the ground carved on it.

When looking at this bud pattern, the young man's eyes flashed with seriousness: "It is indeed it."

A gust of wind blew out the candles on the altar. As darkness invaded, the young man's figure slowly disappeared.

Paradua, entrance to the deserted town.

There is a river between the deserted city and the new city. The middle-aged woman who had been praying in the basement, wearing a mask, walked through the smog-shrouded new city and came to the river.

Because the construction of the new city requires a large amount of metal materials, all the wastewater treated with metal is poured into Hanoi. The originally clear river water has now changed. Various colors have gathered, unknown garbage has been dumped, thick foam is floating on the river surface, and the stench is overwhelming.

When the middle-aged woman walked across the bridge, she looked at the disgusting color in the river, anger flashing in her eyes.

"God of Germination, quickly bring your devout believers to the Kingdom of God. This world has been polluted by steel monsters, and there is no place for believers to survive anymore."

She shouted sadly at the bridge. There were not many people around, and the only few people were just homeless people. Listening to the woman's roar, they didn't even raise their heads.

This drama has been going on for five years. Every time she passed the bridge, she would come here. I was tired of seeing and hearing, and I didn't even want to give her a look.

This is a madman who believes in a cult.

The middle-aged woman's eyesight improved slightly after crossing the bridge, but she still couldn't help but shake her head when looking at the abandoned buildings. How beautiful these buildings once were, they were all memories of her childhood, exquisite and prosperous under the blue sky and white clouds. But now, everything is overgrown with weeds, and there are holes everywhere. These holes are all stones removed by homeless people and secretly sold for money.

The beauty has disappeared. Perhaps only the arrival of the God of Germination can save this dirty world, right?

She slowly came to the parish with a sad mood.

The parish is the most shabby place in the deserted city, because the king of Yirong Kingdom is very dissatisfied with religion, and the most destroyed place in each city is the religious place.

Before the city was abandoned, the diocese had already suffered a disaster. Although there are many holes in the houses outside, at least a few complete buildings can be seen, but it is different here, almost all the buildings are incomplete.

Either the roof is missing, or half of it has collapsed.

Only a remote small church can maintain its approximate original appearance. Because this small church was only established seven years ago; however, a major case occurred there five years ago, and more than 20 believers disappeared, causing the small church to be abandoned.

The middle-aged woman staggered forward among the ruins, her goal was the chapel.

Pushing open the church door, with a creaking sound, dim light entered the interior, and you could see that it was empty.

After she entered the church, she naturally went to the courtyard at the side entrance of the church, fetched a bucket of water from the well in the courtyard, came to the church, dipped a pure white cloth in the water, and slowly wiped the stains on the main platform of the church. round stone.

This stone is the same as the one she held as a memorial in the basement, with the "Grudge" pattern carved on it.

She wiped it very carefully, covering every part.

As the clear water submerges, charming patterns slowly emerge on the stones.

She looked at the lines on the stone, satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

This is a rainstone. The characteristic of rainstone is that it will show colorful lines after touching water. Rainstone is not a precious stone, but it is very popular among children.

When the bishop chose to carve the pattern of the budding god on this rainstone, she objected because the rainstone was too cheap. But the bishop said that this rain-patterned stone was a gift from the God of Germination. At that time, she didn't believe it at all.

But after actually carving it, she realized that maybe the bishop was right. Because after being wetted with water, these lines matched the sprouting carvings on them, not only matching but also perfect.

The bishop was summoned by the God of Germination five years ago. Before going to the Kingdom of God, he also told her to clean this rain-patterned stone frequently.

It was precisely because of the bishop's instructions that she stayed and did not go to the Kingdom of God.

Now that I think about it, I still feel a little regretful.

After she polished the stone, she looked for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan. ｃｍ Rubbed his slightly sore waist. Today's task is completed. According to the cleanliness, it will be enough to clean it a second time in a week.

Thinking of this, she prayed to the God of Germination one last time and prepared to turn around and leave.

But when she turned around, she found that there was an extra person not far behind her.

It was a young man dressed like a nobleman.

Wearing a black gentleman's suit and hat. Because his back was facing the direction of the door, and there was backlighting, his appearance could not be clearly seen for a while, and he could only vaguely see a pair of blue eyes like the sea.

The middle-aged woman was startled, covering her chest and saying, "You...who are you? When did you come in?"

The young man took off his hat, revealing short golden hair. His hair was a little soft, swaying slightly as the hat lifted and the breeze blew.

The young man put his hat on his chest and introduced himself: "My name is Angel. With all due respect, can I ask the lady about something?"