Vanna came to the prayer room deep in the crew area on the lower deck, closed the door and quickly set up the ritual site for psychic communication!
In this vast sea with limited conditions, the ritual site was made of materials that could still be found on the ship. She used a large candlestick instead of a brazier, her own prayer book instead of the necessary monsters, and smeared the floor with a mixture of salt and grease!
Drawing the runes of storm and constructing the sacred ground - since this was her second time doing this, she was not as unfamiliar with it as last time.
The feeling of being watched suddenly came from the side, causing the judge who was busy setting up the ceremony venue to suddenly stop!
She turned her head to look in the direction where the gaze came from, and saw a round mirror hanging on the wall in the corner of the room. The light and shadow in the mirror were fluctuating, and a lady with black hair was looking at this side curiously!
"Sorry, I didn't mean to spy on other people's ceremonies," Agatha's voice came from the mirror, "I was just attracted by the noise over here!"
"It's okay, this is not a secret ceremony," Vanna said graciously to this very special new "crew member" who had recently joined the Lost Homeland. "I was just about to contact the Church Ark!"
"Well, I know that the ritual process of the Church of Death is slightly different, but I can more or less see what you are doing, but..."
Agatha in the mirror said this, and suddenly stopped hesitatingly!
"But what?" Vanna asked doubtfully!
"Is it really possible to set up the ceremony like this?" Agatha looked at the scene in the cabin with great curiosity. "Using candlesticks instead of braziers is fine, and ordinary prayer books instead of holy objects are also acceptable. But using salt grains from the kitchen instead of blessed 'pure salt' and using cooking oil instead of holy oil! Are the rituals of the Deep Sea Church so free?"
Fanna was a little embarrassed: "This... is mainly because the conditions on the ship are limited. The holy oil ran out before, and I forgot to refill it when I docked! But based on experience, there should be no problem!"
"Then it seems that you are indeed a saint who is favored by the goddess."
Agatha couldn't help but sigh, "Most priests wouldn't dare to borrow the power of the gods in such a casual way!"
The muscles on Vanna's face twitched for a second, and she could only reply with a straight face: "Uh, thank you!"
“Then I won’t bother you anymore.
"Agatha in the mirror posed
I waved my hand, and the figure gradually faded. I went to see what Shirley was doing. The captain asked me to supervise her doing her homework. The mirror turned pitch black, and then gradually returned to normal reflections!"
Fanna watched the lady in the mirror leave, was stunned for a while, turned around and looked at the ceremony venue she had just carefully arranged, and slowly frowned!
"Is it really okay?"
She muttered something with some self-doubt, then bent her fingers and flicked them in the direction of the candlestick - the invisible force instantly ignited the candlestick, and the next second it turned into a rising and jumping flame that was much brighter than a normal candle. Then, the runes arranged around the ritual site began to crackle, and gradually mixed with the sound of rising waves!
"This is quite useful!" Vanna said to herself with emotion. The next second, she gradually lowered her spirit, letting her consciousness and five senses gradually immerse in the sound of the rising waves around her. The ritual attracted the attention of the gods, and the runes borrowed the power of the gods. Vanna let this power move her spirit, and used it as a medium to call the church ark in the distance, waiting for Pope Helena's response!
Psychic resonance relies on rituals to borrow the power of the four gods, and use this power to strengthen the originally weak minds of mortals, so as to achieve communication with distant priests who share the same beliefs. This ancient divine art is a skill that every official priest must learn. Even in today's ever-developing technology, even if humans have created convenient modern communication methods such as telegraphs and telephones, this kind of long-distance communication between priests is still an important way for large city-states to exchange information!
Fanna felt like she had entered a long and dark tunnel, and her soul seemed to be flying rapidly in the tunnel. The tunnel looked like dark rock formations all around, but as she passed by rapidly, hazy ripples seemed to float on the "rock formations", as if they were coming alive!
Concentrating her mind and controlling her unnecessary curiosity and impulse to reach out, Fanna silently recited the rules that she had already memorized, trying to avoid getting close to any physical boundaries in this "tunnel". Then, she saw a radiance gradually emerging in front of her!
As we headed towards the Tomb of the Nameless King, a hazy and illusory space at the end of the "dark tunnel" was rapidly building up, and an elegant and dignified figure appeared in our field of vision!
Fanna stopped in front of the figure, and her own illusory black shadow quickly stabilized!
"Greetings, Your Holiness!"
"Don't be so formal, Vanna. This isn't a public occasion."
Helena's shadow returned the greeting and then asked curiously: "Why did you suddenly call me
What happened on that ship?"
"Everything was normal on the ship, but something else big happened."
Vanna took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and then spoke slowly, "I am conveying to you the warning from Captain Duncan - the Lost Homeland is warning the entire civilized world!"
The bright smoke-colored light illuminated the old bookshelves and ancient scrolls. On the large walnut desk, the delicate alchemical instruments were maintaining a complex chemical reaction.
In a large and simple study, a fat and kind-looking old elf was sitting quietly beside the desk. He was the leader of the Academy of Truth, the God of Wisdom, and the Pope of Lahem, Rune. The old elf was staring at the alchemical device on the table. However, in his eyes, a scene from afar was reflected -
"The Lost Homeland is warning the entire civilized world. We have confirmed that the ancient god, the Lord of the Deep, has awakened in the deep sea below the Frost. This awakening process may be repeated in any city-state. There is evidence that the flesh and blood of the Lord of the Deep exists in all things!" The short, fat and kind elf old man listened silently to the voice coming from afar, his expression gradually becoming serious, and when the other party's voice fell
He slowly stood up from the desk and walked towards a bookshelf at the end of the room, saying, "Morris, if the most radical part of this news were announced, the whole world would regard it as the most horrifying heresy in history. Even the Annihilationists would think it was a bit extreme!"
"There is no heresy on the path of truth, teacher. There are only two kinds of 'classics' created by mortals. One is already overturned, and the other is waiting to be overturned. This is what you told me!"
Morris' voice sounded steady and powerful, with a kind of restrained persistence and courage. This made the old elf couldn't help but recall many years ago - when this talented young human was still studying in the Academy of Truth, he also sought all the answers with such persistence and questioned every question with great courage!
This curiosity and drive for action in a scholar appear to be blazing and dangerous. Driven by this force, countless talented young people will quickly climb to the peak of truth, but many of them will be knocked down by the dangers of knowledge itself during the climb, while others will have the opportunity to calm down and, under the protection and guidance of their mentors, learn to suppress their talents and learn how to drink carefully from the trickle of truth!
And a smaller number of outstanding students, such as Morris, can choose the third path!
Master the shooting of various light weapons, the use of cold weapons, blasting, mysticism, self-defense and comprehensive fighting skills within two years!
They are all the pride of Aletheia Academy and the Aletheia Academy's affiliated martial arts school!
Rune stopped in front of the large bookshelf and pulled out a record book!
After opening it, I slowly flipped through it, and each page was filled with the voices, smiles and appearances of former outstanding students!
Their most youthful appearances are left in the pages of the book that contain magic, standing shyly, waving at people outside the book, making faces, or laughing heartily!
A young human stood at the door of the classroom, his arms folded across his chest, looking confidently at the bottom of the black and white image. It was Morris!
The name Underwood and the corresponding student records!
"Yes, I have taught you that there are only two kinds of mortal scriptures: those that have been overturned and those that are waiting to be overturned. There is no heresy on the road of truth, because the true truth does not need human approval, it has always existed!"
Rune muttered to himself, one eye looking at the student on the page, and in one of his eyeballs he still reflected the student's current appearance - white hair had already climbed up his temples, completely different from the vigorous young man in the student register!
Human life span is really short, and establishing deep relationships with humans is actually a difficult and painful thing for elves!
These friends and students always grow old quickly, and then turn into a cup of yellow soil before the elves can react. Memories and partings often come very abruptly, and every bit of sadness will be late, and bring irreparable regrets!
But Rune is still happy to accept and teach apprentices from human society!
Because even in a short lifespan, these apprentices can still burst out with learning abilities that amaze the elves, and the desire for exploration and possibilities that come with a short lifespan are extremely valuable qualities in the pursuit of truth in Rune's view!
Morris's voice sounded in his mind again: "Captain Duncan believes that it is necessary to inform the Four Gods Church of all the intelligence we currently have. Only in the process of communicating with various city-states and the Explorers' Association, we will choose three to keep, because the Four Gods Church has the ability and sufficient knowledge to know how to deal with this warning!"
"That sounds reasonable, but hasn't he thought of another possibility?" Rune said slowly, "The content of this 'warning' is too horrifying, and even seems to be a more extreme heresy than the heresy of the Annihilation Cult. This will be regarded as hostility by the church and even regarded as a new heresy. For some more conservative priests... they will not first recognize that this is a 'warning' but tend to regard it as an attack on their beliefs!"
“He doesn’t care!”
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"The storm is coming, and the thunder comes first to warn - but the thunder itself does not care whether mortals hide or not. This is the attitude of the boatman!"
"Reasonable!"