"The Diocese of Nolan was probably worried that the ceremony of dividing the space would cause irreversible damage to the city's space, or that it would attract some unfriendly things, so they asked the Holy Son of the church to assist in stabilizing the space during the ceremony. "
This is Alexia's evaluation of the spell, and she thinks it's normal.
The little princess Agelina Stuart, who was forced to help stamp official documents on a low table beside her, also heard the word "Holy Son", her eyes lit up and she looked at Jenkins excitedly, and was sternly beaten by her sister. Glared hard.
"Stabilize the space? This is indeed necessary. Although Miss Magic has guaranteed that this ceremony itself will not shake the space foundation of the Nolan area, you must be cautious in everything."
So Jenkins returned to the church, spent the afternoon writing down those awkward ancient mantras, and tried to recite them twice to his cat. The cat was getting impatient after listening to Jenkins muttering the same sentence all afternoon, so when he tried to recite it to himself for the third time, Chocolate jumped up to the windowsill nimbly, and "meowed" to Jenkins there After a cry, he jumped outside the house.
Jenkins is not worried about it getting lost, because the chocolate should disappear in the direction of the church kitchen.
At half past six in the evening, when Jenkins dipped his head into the water of the basin of delusions, he saw the empty roof and the golden lines on the flat ground. In the distance is a city surrounded by dense fog, and the metal pipes outside the buildings are shining brilliantly in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Judging from the scenery next to it, this place should still be a church, and among the church buildings, the only building with a flat roof should be the building directly above the Gate of Vientiane. Jenkins had never been on the roof of the building, so he had never seen the city from this angle.
"Everything is ready, we just have to wait for the signal."
said the old man, standing aside, with Mr. Smith, the Keeper of Secrets, and his apprentices who came to help. The ritual matrix that stabilizes the space has been carved on the roof. Even in the dark, Jenkins can still see the faintly glowing lines.
"What kind of paint is this made from? The color looks really good."
he asked his father.
"It's bare gold, the color of wealth. How is your back?"
"I recited it well, I even recited it to Chocolate, but it didn't point out that I made a mistake."
"If your cat does talk, that's a big problem."
As the old man said, he looked towards the darkened city in the distance. After a whole winter, the street lamp project of municipal construction has advanced rapidly. Of course, the most important reason is that more and more churches or commercial organizations are willing to "donate" this project.
Looking from the current position, the lights are just on, and the little lights describe the outline of the city. It was a quiet and peaceful evening, and ordinary citizens didn't know what was going to happen soon.
Dad and Jenkins are here waiting for the signal from the core area of the ceremony in the Civic Square. Once the ceremony starts there, the ceremony will start here simultaneously. The waiting time was not very long, and it was not even enough for the old man to tell Jenkins about the [Illusion of Doom] in its entirety. Fireworks exploded in front of everyone on the roof.
"Ready to start!"
The old man hurriedly said, and he retreated to the edge of the roof to make it easier for the keeper to preside over the ceremony. Jenkins coughed and cleared his throat, and then recited the mantra he had memorized all afternoon.
The power of the Son, the church, and the ritual matrix carved on the church buildings resonates. Through Jenkins' incantation and the function of the ritual matrix, this invisible force centered on the roof and spread to every corner of the city to reinforce the space.
At the same time, on the Civic Square not far from here, the last remaining power of God's grace half a year ago affected the nearby area together with the ceremony of cutting the space. After touching the altar under the clock tower next to the square, it was hidden in the Cracks appeared on the surface of the altar in the sewer pipe.
A team of night watchmen was arranged here, and after observing the cracking of the altar, they immediately notified the church by special means. This means that this ceremony is really affecting the signposts that guide the way for [Illusion of Doomsday], which is a feasible method.
As the ceremony progressed, black clouds gradually covered the sky, and strong winds blew through the streets and alleys of the city, bringing coolness to this late spring night.
While reciting the mantra, Jenkins looked at the distant city through the Eye of Reality. Suddenly found a black light rising from the ground, and then turned into a beam of light reaching the sky.
"That seems to be the location of the... clock tower."
Although only Jenkins could see the aura, everyone else raised their heads, because behind the cloud, the vision became clearer and clearer. When the black pillar of spiritual light in Jenkins' eyes completely pierced through the clouds, the clear scene of the doomsday city was already reflected in the night sky.
The night sky seemed to have turned into a deep pool, under the rippling water surface, the doomsday city stood vaguely. It's as if a complete city hangs upside down over the reality of Nolan, except that the city is more decayed and more terrifying.
"Is this normal, or was it an accident?"
Jenkins thought suspiciously, but the spell in his mouth did not stop. But with the appearance of the hanging city in the sky, the golden ritual array engraved on the roof of the building began to flicker, and those bright golden lights were like the flames of an unstable steam furnace, flickering intermittently dozens of times After that, it suddenly went out.
"Okay, stop it, Jenkins."
Dad's voice sounded in the wind, and Jenkins immediately stopped to wait for him to explain.
"That's the end of today's contact. You can rest assured to wait for the news in Ruen?"
"But Dad, what's the matter?"
Jenkins asked anxiously, suspecting that there was something wrong with Miss Magic's ceremony.
"Someone in that doomsday city noticed our actions and forcibly accelerated the fusion of doomsday Nolan and reality Nolan. There is no need for a space stabilization ceremony. The fusion of the two spaces has already guaranteed the stability of the space to the greatest extent. You can go back to Jenkins, probably tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will contact you again."
After speaking, he patted the shoulder of Smith, the Keeper of Secrets who was looking at the sky, and the two directed the apprentices to clean up the ceremony site. Jenkins also knew that he could not be of any help "in Loen", so he left after saying goodbye in a low voice.