After hearing the High Priest's answer, Klein held the lantern and walked twenty to thirty steps to the right along the grayish-white fog.
Then, he half-closed his eyes as though he was sensing something. This made the Moon City Beyonders following behind him not dare to make a sound, afraid that they would disturb the Oracle.
After four to five seconds, Klein reached out his right hand and slowly grabbed at the air in front of him.
An altar made of stone fell from the void into reality. On it were three candles made of oil and seven to eight spiritual materials.
As a Sequence 4 demigod, Nim was taken aback, as though he couldn't believe his eyes.
Previously, when he saw German Sparrow take out his cane to treat his companions, he had only imagined that the other party had spatial powers or had received the blessings of Mr. Fool. But now, his judgment had been completely overturned. This was because he was very familiar with the altar, the candles, and the spiritual materials.
They were all things he had used before!
He can actually create something I've used before? Is this a power that originates from history and time? Nim recalled the remaining manuals in Moon City and combined it with his understanding of demigods, he had a preliminary guess.
At this moment, Klein turned his head and looked at the High Priest.
"You can begin."
Nim quietly took a deep breath. Under the watchful eyes of A 'dal, Xin, and Rus, he walked to the altar and created a wall of spirituality.
After looking at the symbols, labels, and patterns engraved on the altar and confirming that there were no problems, he followed the process that had been engraved in his memory and performed the ritual with abnormal familiarity.
In the end, he lowered his head and chanted in a low voice:
"The eternal and unchanging fog;
"The barrier that freezes space-time;
"The existence that embraces everything …"
Before the prayer ended, Klein had already focused his attention on the grayish-white fog, hoping to hear a voice coming from deep within.
For this, he secretly controlled a large number of monster marionettes that were moving in the surrounding darkness to disperse. He placed one at a certain distance, hoping to not miss any suspicious traces.
However, he didn't notice anything abnormal until the ritual was completed.
After waiting for a while, Klein cast his gaze at Moon City's High Priest, Nim.
He calmly said, "Again."
…
Baekeland, Empress, in the study of the Hall family.
After receiving permission, Audrey pushed open the door and walked in. Her father, Earl Hall, and brother, Hibbert, were discussing some matters.
"Oh, baby, you don't look so good." Earl Of Hall looked at the door.
Audrey didn't act. She forced a smile and said,
"There's a huge shortage of food in the Poverty Relief Fund. I want to collect more food. I've visited many nobles today, but they all told me that there's no more food left, even if I buy it with gold pounds."
While they were talking, the nobles were either in the small living room or in a place specially used for afternoon tea. In front of them were high-quality black tea and a variety of exquisite desserts. From time to time, they would ask Audrey to comment on the cooking skills of their dessert chef.
Their servants' faces were ruddy, and their footsteps were light. They almost didn't make any noise so as not to disturb their guests.
"The current situation …" Earl Hall sighed when he heard that.
Audrey thought for a moment and said seriously, "Dad, I remember that there should be a lot of food at home.
"Dad, I remember there should be a lot of food at home. Can I buy some with some money?"
"Audrey, you've already done too much. There's no need for this," Hibbert Hall said with a frown. Hibbert Hall said with a slight frown. Audrey just looked at her father and did not respond to her brother's words.
Earl Hall's expression, which had relaxed a lot because of his daughter's arrival, slowly turned serious again.
"Audrey, the premise of charity is not to affect your and your family's lives. This is a principle I hope you will keep in mind."
Audrey, who was dressed in a gold-and-white dress, frowned slightly before relaxing again. She said sincerely,
She said sincerely, "Dad, the food we've stockpiled at home is enough for everyone in this house to eat for an entire year, or even more. Besides, there's still a lot of food in East Chester County."
As Winter County hadn't completely fallen, the Feysac army that invaded through Midseashire didn't attack East Chester County. As for the Feysac, Intis, and Feynapotter fleets at sea, they were suppressed by Rouen's armored fleets. They could only barely deal with them and protect the sea supply line.
Earl Hall looked at his daughter's emerald-green eyes for a few seconds before suddenly sighing and smiling.
"Audrey, you've really grown up. You have your own ideas and good perseverance.
"However, none of us know how long this war will last. We don't know what the final outcome will be. We have to reserve a lot of food to deal with all of this.
"I can accept having two less delicious dishes for every meal to help those who are in trouble, but I don't wish for my dining table to become like the middle-class described in the newspapers. This will make us completely lose the dignity of being nobles. This is something we've been holding onto for every generation.
"Do you understand what I mean? I was just making an analogy. The essence of the matter is that I value the continuation and future of the family more. I value our identity and status. Only when it doesn't affect them will I show my love and kindness.
"Audrey, what I said might be cruel, but you've already grown up. It's time to listen to it. Everyone is selfish, just to varying degrees. In my heart, the entire Hall family is more important than your mother and me, more important than you, more important than Hibbert, and more important than Alfred. Apart from these, there's faith and good friends, followed by acquaintances, and finally, all of Baekeland, people in need of help.
"If it doesn't affect those in front, I don't mind helping them, but unfortunately, I have to consider more things now."
At this point, Earl Hall shook his head in a self-deprecating manner.
"I'm sorry to let you know that your father is such a selfish person."
As Audrey listened to her father's words, her expression changed slightly at first, but it immediately disappeared. Until the end, she didn't show any additional emotions.
At this moment, she fell silent for a moment before asking again,
"… But we've already obtained things that far exceed what we need. Can't we even share a portion of it?"
Hibbert Hall interjected a little angrily.
"Why should we share what we worked so hard to obtain with others?
"This is produced from our fields, pastures, and woodlands. We bought it with gold pounds, and money and assets are passed down by the family. It was earned by Father's precise foresight and powerful courage. It's accumulated from generation to generation.
"We do charity to help others as an additional display of our love. It's not something we have to do, understand?"
Earl Hall nodded.
"Hibbert's words are generally correct. That's what I think as well."
Audrey pursed her lips and slowly nodded.
"I understand …"
Earl Hall retracted his gaze and said to Hibbert, "The stockpiled food has to be guarded well.
If the outcome of the war really can't be reversed, try to contact those fellows from Intis and show them our sincerity.
"The war has lasted for so long, and many of them have died. Many fields have been abandoned, and the prices in the cities have skyrocketed. There's definitely a strong demand for food, pastures, and woodlands. In addition to my shares in Intis and Suchit Bank, as well as some of my shares in Varvat Bank and Baekeland Bank, I should be able to bribe them. Heh heh, at such a time, only by satisfying these requirements can we talk about kinship."
Intis and Rouen often had marriage alliances. Many nobles were relatives, especially believers of Steam.
"Father, are you considering surrendering?" Hibbert asked in surprise.
Earl Hall nodded slightly and sighed again.
"How can I not consider it in this situation?
"When the time comes, you'll be the new Earl Hall."
Hibbert's heart palpitated when he heard that, but he was also rather puzzled.
"Father, what about you?"
Earl Hall replied with a bitter smile, "Your mother and I are both devout believers.
We also have a certain status in the Church. When Rouen falls and the Church is destroyed, the outcome won't be good if we're still unwilling to leave the stage. "
At this point, he comforted his eldest son.
"As long as the Hall family is still around, the title is still there, and the core assets aren't too damaged, we won't have a miserable old age. After you convert to Steam, remember to prepare a secret prayer room for us at home."
As the two of them conversed, Audrey, who was wearing a gold and white dress, watched and listened quietly. Her green eyes were like gems.
…
After repeated attempts, as the projection of the altar disappeared, the High Priest of Moon City, Nim, deliberated and said to the German Sparrow who was holding the strange lantern, "It doesn't seem like it's possible today.
We can try again tomorrow. It won't take more than two months. "
At that moment, Klein's mind was filled with another question.
Could it be that I'm using a Historical Void projection, causing the ritual to fail?
He deeply reflected on himself and decided to listen to the High Priest of Moon City. He would try again tomorrow. When the time came, he had to get the other party to bring real materials.
Just as he was about to nod, he suddenly heard a faint voice.
The voice came from the depths of the grayish-white fog. It was layered, indistinct, and abnormally blurry.
It's effective? This ritual really has an effect, but the delay is too high … Klein was delighted as he immediately raised his right hand and pressed it down slightly, gesturing for the Beyonders of Moon City to remain silent.
He then held his breath, reined in his thoughts, and focused on listening.
The voice that echoed in the grayish-white fog seemed to come from many different sources. They intertwined, sometimes interfering with each other, canceling out each other, and sometimes overlapping to produce a resonance.
Gradually, the voice became clearer in Klein's ears, especially when it resonated.
It seemed to be a language he was familiar with. It seemed to be countless people chanting a name together.
The name was:
"The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings."
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