Chapter 55
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"Blood connection? What do you mean? "
"It's the literal meaning. Don't worry, I know you don't have any experience. Just follow my guidance."
“.....”
What the hell? Experience? Guidance? Why, why does it sound so …. Cough cough.
Luo Ya looked at the girl who was looking at him with her curved eyes. His face unconsciously began to turn red. Nuo Aier persisted for a moment and finally couldn't help but laugh.
"Haha, I found you to be quite cute sometimes. Don't worry, it won't hurt."
No, you're the one who will hurt.
Nuo Aier didn't know what her unintentional words made the knowledgeable Luo Ya think. She only thought that the boy was afraid. She reached out and grabbed Luo Ya's hand and placed it on top of the dagger. She lightly cut the edge of the dagger. Blood gushed out from both of their fingers, mixing together and dying the dagger red.
The stinging pain made Luo Ya frown but he didn't say anything. Soon, he realized that something was wrong. He felt a suction force coming from his wound. More and more blood flowed out, as if the dagger was sucking it.
"This is?"
"It's okay, trust me."
Nuo Aier held Luo Ya's hand tightly. Her blue eyes calmly looked at Luo Ya's golden eyes, making the boy's heart calm down. Seeing this, Miss Angel smiled. She closed her eyes and chanted something. At the same time, Luo Ya felt a strange curse.
The strange curse power was born from the blood of the two of them. As the blood seeped into the blade, the winged dagger was like dry soil absorbing water, gradually fading away from the darkness and blooming with light. But at this moment, something unexpected happened.
"Ugh!"
Luo Ya who was curiously observing the dagger suddenly felt a pain in his eyes. Some vague images appeared in front of his eyes. They were many fragments, like old photo albums flashing in front of him. He wanted to take a closer look, but found that he couldn't see clearly. A burning sensation rushed to his brain, making him shake.
"Luo Ya? What happened to you? "
"Huh?"
Nuo Aier's voice sounded beside him. Luo Ya, who seemed to be immersed in another world, suddenly woke up. The boy and the girl looked at each other curiously for a moment.
"… I, I'm fine."
Luo Ya sensed his own condition and gave an answer. At the same time, he began to mutter in his heart.
What was going on? Cerebral hemorrhage?
It couldn't be, and why would there be an illusion? Could it be that he had been exercising too intensely recently and was tired?
The young man tried to explain his condition from a scientific point of view, but he shook his head in confusion. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, and the Nuo Aier continued with the ritual.
Nearly five minutes later, Nuo Aier finished his prayer. The two of them separated their hands, and the winged dagger under them was completely different from when they first received it. The blade of the dagger shone with a cold light.
"Give it a try. He's yours now."
"What did we just do …"
"It's something like an opening ceremony. If you want to use the twelve wings, you must have the blood of an angel and an exclusive incantation. Our blood mixed together to make it recognize you."
Nuo Aier said as he handed the box to the young man. Luo Ya took the box and took out the half meter long snow-white dagger. The weight was very suitable. He waved it and asked:
"This treasure must have a special function. What is it?"
"That depends on you."
"What do you mean?"
"The ceremony of the winged dagger is not only to recognize its owner, but also to let it nurture extraordinary power from our blood. That is a gift from the angel, a gift that belongs only to you. No one else can use it. Usually, it will be completed within a month."
Exclusive equipment? Personal binding?
After listening to Nuo Aier's words, Luo Ya looked at the dagger in his hand with a fervent gaze. He was excited as if he was waiting for a prize. Miss Angel also took out a dagger, but compared to Luo Ya's snow-white dagger, it had a faint golden glow. The decoration was quite gorgeous.
"By the way, thank you for your gift. Although its usefulness is limited, I still like its appearance."
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