The Great Priest, who had been educated by the Cleric Walker, had put down his arrogance. Not only did he refer to himself as an apprentice, but he also provided the Archmage and the others with all the information he knew about angel summoning, including the details of the ritual and the construction of the magic circle.
The Scholar Walker skimmed through the information and sighed. "Is it really this big? It's almost impossible to replicate, isn't it? Or rather, even a colossal entity like the Church would have to expend a lot of resources to set up a magic formation of this scale. "
The scale of the magic circle was huge, almost the size of a city. It even required the support of many churches around it, and there were many disgustingly strict requirements.
In terms of scale and area, the Angel Summoning Circle might not be as good as the Ancient Rohlserlian Empire's Defense Circle, but the technical details and the difficulty of setting it up were no less than the Empire's Defense Circle. After all, this was the crystallization of the Church's thousands of years of technology. It was not something a person, a faction, or even a country could handle. Only an organization as large as the Church could do it.
"The Ancient Rohlserlian Empire's Ascension Circle is like a child's toy compared to this! It can even summon angels! It's a miracle! "The Archmage Walker was the first to comment." Is this the power of a living sacrifice? No wonder those evil cults could survive for so long. I'm starting to get excited … "
"Yes. When a human's soul and consciousness are on the verge of death, it will explode with a tremendous amount of energy that cannot be measured by academic theories. This is the basis of living sacrifice. Unfortunately, I was born at the wrong time. Although I tried my best to collect and study it, I failed to master such a powerful technique …" The Lich Walker lamented.
"Let's not talk about this!" Everyone hurriedly advised. Live sacrifice had been banned for thousands of years, and the truly effective method of live sacrifice had long been lost. Even an extremely evil existence like the Demigod Lich could not play with live sacrifice. If he wanted to learn, he would probably have to go to hell and find demons. According to Hope's description, the successful summoning of angels was the result of at least a thousand deaths.
"It's good that such a taboo thing is gone! Hey! Look at how complicated this set of things is. I'm surprised that the old man could remember all of it … "The Little Wizard changed the topic awkwardly. As a Wizard of the Combat Faction, he was the worst at memorizing these things.
"Every person who can sit in the position of Great Priest does not rely on faith or power, but on their understanding of this array." The Paladin quickly added, "I'm afraid he's been studying this since he was very young. He's basically been working on this summoning circle his whole life."
"I thought with the Academy's wealth and influence, and with Hope's personal stash, we might be able to summon an angel. It looks like I was too naive. What a shame …" The Soul Armature Practitioner lamented as he stroked a red and purple object in his hand. It looked like the head of a fly, and there was a letter "M" on it. The Soul Armature Practitioner sighed, "What a shame …"
What the hell is this tool? What was this guy trying to do? The Voidwalkers who witnessed the scene could not help but curse inwardly.
"How much practical use do these things have to us? How much can they help us save Lady Noirciel? "The Paladin Walker asked as he picked up a stack of documents.
"Even if it can't summon angels, it's still very useful. At the very least, it's a large-scale teleportation circle with many wonderful functions … Perhaps it'll be of help to us in our escape in the future …" The Archmage kept his head buried in the things on the table and answered without looking up, "But we'll need a long time to decipher its specific functions and effects …"
He looked up abruptly and grabbed his helmet in a frenzy. "We don't have enough time. We still have to save Noirciel, and we still have to keep up with the research and development of Earth's technology. Now that we have this … I don't think we have enough time, even if I don't need to sleep anymore …"
"Yeah, yeah. My research on Earth's communication network is at a critical stage, and we're about to see some results. But now, we've been interrupted, and the project has come to a standstill." The Scholar Walker sighed helplessly. "When we were in the Void, it felt like time was limitless. But now, I can't help but feel nervous."
"Anyway, keep it up!" The Archmage cheered. "Let's figure out how this formation compressed Noirciel's immense consciousness and power into a little girl's body. That's our top priority right now."
While Baiyi was trying to find a way to save Mia, the Voidwalkers were also trying to push forward with their plan to save Noirciel. The Church, on the other hand, was not idling. It was late at night, but the Pope seemed to have lost his mind and called for a meeting. It seemed like he was going all out.
However, the Pope's first words were enough to wake the group of sleepy leaders.
"I've received an oracle!" The Pope's voice was filled with indescribable excitement and excitement.
Due to his failure in dealing with Noirciel, he felt guilty and guilty. Recently, he had been living and eating in the Hall of Oracle. Every day, he would pray to God and ask for forgiveness. He seemed to be very devout.
"And tonight, I heard a voice from above!" The Pope pointed to the sky, his face full of sincerity. "Soon, more angels will descend. We must be prepared!"
"Is this how an oracle is supposed to be? The High Priest has disappeared, and yet an oracle has descended upon you? " The Chief Inquisitor asked in surprise. He had never received an oracle before, and in the past thousands of years, very few in the Church had received an oracle. No one knew what an oracle was, and how it was supposed to be delivered. What kind of experience was it?
"It's not a verbal message; it's a direct transmission of consciousness! It made me understand everything! "The Pope continued." It's an indescribable feeling. It's amazing! It's clearer than any words! "
He was bragging, but he did not know that the Voidwalkers had long gotten used to communicating with each other through the use of consciousness. This kind of communication was very similar to the strange hobby of the Fourth Walker.
"In short, the Realm of Gods is about to send another angel! This time, it's not some sinful half-winged angel! They won't just sit in the bell tower and stare blankly into space! " The Pope's voice grew more impassioned. "They're powerful and holy; they're the ideal kind of angels! Just the power it displayed in my consciousness is enough to make my entire body tremble! "
"God's grace is like a mountain, and God's might is like a prison!" The Pope could not help but exclaim.
"Then … Why are they here?" The Archbishop of Canningham asked worriedly. Noirciel had left a deep scar in his heart.
"They're following the orders of our Lord, Krarion, the God of Nature, and Tyram, the God of Time. They're blessed and protected by Darranth, the God of Power, and Condronia, the God of Life. They're here for the sinner!" The pope said with a pious expression. "This is the combined wrath of the gods in charge of Nature, Time, Power, and Life. Aside from the gods in charge of Space and Prophecy, it could be said that the entire divine realm is enraged! It seems that the demon's atrocities have truly angered the Gods! "
"Our long perseverance and forbearance have finally been rewarded and acknowledged!" The Chief Judge stood up in excitement. He placed his hands on his chest and grasped the scripture necklace in front of his chest. He looked up and prayed. "Praise the Lord!"
The others followed suit and prayed in unison, "Praise be to the Lord!" At this moment, the group of people suddenly became extremely pious.
A moment later, they recovered from their excitement. Grand Paladin Aven, who was in charge of the Crusaders and Paladins, asked, "So, what do we need to prepare? How much time does that leave us? "
"What do we need to prepare? War, of course! " The Pope roared. "Seize the moment and gather your Crusaders and Paladins. Let them polish their swords! Gather all the Paladins and let them rest and recharge! At the same time, prepare supplies and supplies! Everyone, this is war! It's time for us to declare war! And this is a war that we're destined to enjoy victory! When the Divine Wrath descends, those demons will be crushed to dust! "
Although the Pope was excited, he did not give a specific time because he himself did not know the exact time. He could only talk about other aspects of the arrangement first.
"At the same time, we need to keep up with the summoning work. No matter what materials are needed, no matter how many resources we need, even if we have to bow down to those blasphemous Mages, we must satisfy them immediately! We must keep the summoning circle in its optimal state. No! No … I believe that even those faithless Mages would not dare to raise their proud heads when they know that a real angel is about to descend, right? "
"When the Divine Wrath descends, who in the world would dare to defy it?" The Chief Judge said confidently, "Those mortals would be turned to dust if they were even slightly affected, wouldn't they?"
"But … where is the Grand Priest?" The Archbishop of Canningham suddenly asked, "Why isn't he participating in such an important meeting? He's an indispensable person to maintain the summoning circle's normal operation. "
"I guess he's hiding in one of the confessionals," the Pope said nonchalantly. "He seems to be very concerned about the incomplete half-winged angel."
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