Panlong, magnetic field rotation

Chapter 121: Awakening Ceremony (Updated)
"Om..."

A pillar of light reaching the sky lit up.

The unique aura of the underworld attracted the attention of the Skeleton Army soldiers stationed nearby.

From dozens of black castles arranged in formations, powerful god-level warriors emerged one after another, the weakest of whom was a mid-level god.

Seeing that they were people from the underworld, the vigilance of the nearby Skeleton Army soldiers eased slightly, but they still stared at the man and woman with sharp eyes, ready to fight at any time.

"Be careful!"

A captain-level figure did not relax his guard at all, as if facing a great enemy. He did not receive any notification from the underworld that a strong man was being sent over.

There was once a case where a powerful member of the army of the main god of the Fire God plane disguised himself as someone from the Underworld camp and suddenly launched an attack.

"You two..."

The plane guardian with long silver-gray hair was about to speak when his pupils suddenly shrank because a black token appeared in the hand of the man opposite him.

"The Lord God's Token! And it's of the Death Element!"

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately stepped aside and their expressions became very respectful.

Lynn chuckled and said, "We are here for a trip, you don't have to care."

Holding Cecilia's hand, he went up to the sky, looked down at the isolated island on the sea, and soon chose to fly south.

The Plane Guardian thought to himself, "These two people are traveling to the material plane with the Lord God's token. We must not provoke them."

Since they were not here to attack this material plane, the Skeleton Army soldiers dispersed.

Time flies and it is twenty years later.

There are two continents in the Xinglan plane, namely the Red Copper Continent and the Nightmare Continent.

The Copper Continent is mainly populated by dwarves, orcs, and winged people.

The Nightmare Continent is mainly populated by humans and elves.

There are also fragmented islands in the vast ocean, where some sea creatures live sparsely, and there are also smaller numbers of humans and winged people living together.

The total population of the entire Xinglan plane is approximately 400 trillion.

Lynn and Cecilia traveled across the Nightmare Continent and arrived at the capital of the Moro Empire. With them were two brown-haired girls, one big and one small.

The older girl was eleven or twelve years old, and the younger one was six or seven years old. They were all skinny, with pale faces and skinny bodies. They wore coarse cloth clothes that had been patched many times. They held hands, and looked around cautiously with their black eyes, which revealed longing and desire.

The stone-paved road surface has been worn smooth by countless footsteps, with tenacious moss growing in the cracks, and occasionally a few wild grasses peeking out from the cracks. On both sides of the street, tall buildings are lined up one after another, their walls made of thick stones.

The streets are bustling with people wearing all kinds of clothes.

The vendors pushed wooden carts piled high with fresh fruits and vegetables, spices and handicrafts, and their cries mixed with the sound of horses' hooves and wheels rolling over stone slabs.

Occasionally, a group of fully armed knights of the Church would ride by on horseback, their armor gleaming coldly in the sun, and their flags embroidered with mysterious emblems and symbols fluttering in the wind.

The air was filled with all kinds of smells - the aroma of fresh bread, the smell of horse sweat, the smell of charcoal and metal coming from the distant blacksmith shop, and the occasional scent of flowers and spices.

There are always some dark corners at the corners of the streets, where ragged beggars and vagrants gather, their eyes full of vigilance and desire.

In the heart of the capital stood a magnificent church, its spire reaching into the sky and its stained glass windows gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight.

The church bells rang from time to time, low and distant, as if reminding people that the fate of this city is closely linked to some higher power.

This is what Lynn and Cecilia saw.

They walked to the door of a restaurant with a sign called Heige.

The restaurant is located in the most prosperous district of the capital. It is a magnificent stone building with an arched porch carved with intricate patterns and mythical creatures, as if declaring its extraordinary status.

The heavy oak door was inlaid with copper decorations, and the door knocker was polished to a shine.

"Bree, it's right here, right?"

Cecilia's tone was calm and gentle, like a spring breeze blowing through the hearts of the two girls.

A pair of clear eyes as blue as the sea casually looked around, completely ignoring the beggars and vagrants who cast eager and even greedy glances at him.

"Yes, yes, Lady Cecilia, this is the restaurant where Bruno and I ate once before. The white bread there is especially delicious!"

The older girl, Bree, nodded excitedly, holding her sister's hand tightly as she looked towards the restaurant, swallowing unconsciously.

Lin En smiled and said, "Then go in."

As he spoke, he walked forward, pushed open the door of the restaurant, and walked in first, followed by Cecilia.

The two girls came in happily, smelling a mixture of the aroma of grilled meat and the warmth of burning candles.

The interior decoration of the restaurant is extremely luxurious, with thick tapestries hanging on the walls. The patterns depict hunting scenes, knight competitions or myths and legends, with bright colors and rich layers.

From the ceiling hung a massive chandelier, lit by hundreds of candles, whose light danced across the gilded decorations, casting a dazzling glow.

The floor was covered with exquisite carpet, soft and thick, making almost no sound when stepped on.

The dining table was made of dark oak and covered with a crisp white linen tablecloth with gold embroidered patterns along the edges.

Each table was set with silver cutlery and crystal wine glasses.

The waiters wore uniform black robes with white aprons and behaved elegantly and respectfully.

They moved between the tables, carrying silver trays in their hands.

In the corner of the restaurant, a musician was playing the harp.

His piano music was melodious and gentle, adding a touch of elegance to the entire space.

This restaurant is of high quality, and most of its guests are aristocrats, wealthy businessmen, and distinguished magicians.

The rich and elegant scene made Bruno feel a little timid and inferior.

The four of them were walking inside when a young waiter with golden hair rushed towards them and naturally passed by Lynn and Cecilia.

His face was filled with malice as he shouted at Bri and Buono, "Go away! Little beggars are not welcome here!"

As he said this, he raised his hand to hit someone, which scared the two girls so much that they closed their eyes and instinctively stepped back. However, instead of feeling the expected pain, they heard the other person screaming in pain.

“Ah, it hurts so much!”

The waiter's hand was pinched by Lin En, his face twisted in pain, and he half-knelt on the edge of the counter.

The commotion here attracted the attention of some guests, and several ladies looked curious.

Lin En said indifferently, "They are with us." He then released her hand. The waiter immediately bowed and apologized sincerely, "Excuse me, sir. Please come in."

When the waiter saw the couple’s attire and temperament, he didn’t even dare to get angry!
He respectfully led the four people to choose a dining table and sit down.

Cecilia smiled gently and said, "You two can order whatever you want. You're welcome."

Brie, Bruno carefully picked up the menu and ordered some of the cheapest white bread and soup.

Seeing this, Cecilia helped them order some meat, vegetables and fruits.

Soon, white bread and broth were served first. Although the two sisters were very greedy, they couldn't help but look at Lin En, waiting for him to eat first. The hard life of the poor made them good at observing people's words and expressions at a young age, and they knew who was the core.

"Eat."

Lynn picked up the spoon and started eating.

Seeing this, Brie and Bruno sisters also happily enjoyed the sumptuous meal.

A faint smile played on Lynn's lips.

The two girls met by chance when they were asking for directions during their travels. Five years ago, they were from an ordinary merchant family with some assets. Unfortunately, their father owed gambling debts and their mother became ill, which had used up all the family savings. Their lives took a sharp turn for the worse and became extremely difficult. They now live in a slum on the outskirts of the capital.

Out of kindness, Cecilia suggested taking them to the awakening ceremony held by the Church of Death.

Lin En agreed and came over for a meal. With his experience, he could naturally see that the two girls were people with pure souls and their cultivation talents must be good.

“Mmm… it’s delicious…”

"And this warm broth is so delicious."

Brie and Bruno sisters enjoyed their meal very much, their little faces were filled with happy and bright smiles.

Not to mention the delicious broth, they hadn't had a bite of soft bread for a long time.

On weekdays, they could only eat black bread that was as hard as stone. They had to soak it in water little by little to soften it before they could eat it, otherwise they might choke to death.

This is still considered good, most of the time I am still hungry.

"Eat slowly and don't choke."

Cecilia smiled and picked up a piece of white bread. The crust was golden and crispy, and a few coarse salt grains were sprinkled on the surface, adding a hint of salty fragrance. She broke it gently, and the inside was as soft as a cloud, exuding a faint wheat aroma. It tasted delicate, as if she could feel the joy of grains jumping on the tip of her tongue with every bite.

The broth is a rich dark brown, steaming hot, and exudes the mellow aroma of spices and meat. Large chunks of tender meat float in the soup. After a long period of stewing, the meat has become extremely soft and melts in the mouth. The soup base is made from a variety of root vegetables and spices. The taste is rich and layered, with both sweetness and fragrance, and a hint of herbal flavor that is endlessly memorable.

Tear the white bread into small pieces and dip it into the broth. The bread absorbs the essence of the broth and becomes plump and juicy. When you put it in your mouth, you can taste the softness of the bread and the richness of the broth.

Soon, a strong aroma of barbecue mixed with hot air arrived. The waiter brought a plate with four barbecue steaks, some vegetables and fruits.

"Gulu..."

The eyes of the Bri and Bruno sisters lit up and they kept swallowing.

This grilled steak is thick and full, with a dark brown charred surface and slightly curled edges, exuding the unique aroma of charcoal grilling.

The crisscross grill marks on the steak seem to tell the story of its journey over the flames, and each mark locks in the deliciousness of the gravy.

"Eat."

Lin En smiled and picked up the knife and gently cut the steak. The meat inside was pink in color, and the juice slowly seeped out, emitting a rich meaty aroma.

The surface of the steak is sprinkled with coarse black spices and a few fresh herb leaves, which are fragrant.

Brie, seeing this, Bruno also started eating.

Take a tentative bite first. The crispy aroma on the outside and the tenderness on the inside form a sharp contrast. The gravy bursts in your mouth, mixed with the spiciness of spices and the freshness of grass leaves, bringing a rough and satisfying taste.

The seasoning of the steak is simple but just right. The saltiness of the salt brings out the deliciousness of the meat, while the smoky flavor of the charcoal fire adds a touch of wild charm to the whole dish.

"Woo woo...this is so delicious..."

The two sisters were so moved that they almost cried.

Grilled steak paired with white bread and broth, as well as vegetables and fruits to relieve the greasiness, is a perfect combination!
After enjoying the sumptuous meal, Lynn paid the bill and the four of them went out to the Church of Death. On the way, the two girls became particularly silent and nervous.

Cecilia transmitted a message: "Master Lin En, generally speaking, the talents of the four major rules cannot be detected."

Lin En explained through voice transmission, "It's just that conventional methods can't detect it. For the Death Church, which has a complete heritage, it naturally has a set of methods specifically designed to identify gifted people."

……

The wind and clouds changed, the sky gradually darkened, and the drizzle moistened the earth while also bringing a hint of chill.

Under the overcast sky.

The church's spire pierced the sky like a skeletal hand reaching toward the underworld, and its dark gray stone walls were covered with black vines, like countless entwined snakes, devouring the ancient building.

In the dim hall, the candlelight flickered, like countless pairs of prying eyes, staring at the eternal silence.

The annual death ceremony is being held solemnly, also known as the awakening ceremony.

"Everything will return to the arms of death, it will be an eternal dream."

Deep in the church, the saint knelt on the cold stone steps, her hands tightly grasping a string of pitch-black rosary beads, each bead seemed to be soaked in the breath of endless undead.

Her robe was as white as snow, but it looked sickly pale in the dim candlelight. Her head was lowered, and her long golden hair fell like a waterfall, covering her face. Her lips trembled slightly as she recited a pious prayer.

In front of us, the statue of the God of Death had a blurred face, but it exuded an irresistible majesty.

People knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together, with fear and an indescribable yearning in their eyes.

They offered flowers, bones and silent prayers, as if death was not the end, but the gateway to some sacred shore.

The air is filled with the intertwined smell of decay and rebirth, as if death itself is a kind of rebirth, a liberation beyond the mundane.

"The awakening ceremony begins."

A priest spoke in a deep voice. He wore a red surcoat inside and a black sleeveless vestment outside, embroidered with skeletons and the dead.

A mysterious and ancient magic circle, specially used to detect talents of the rules of death.

This magic circle was carved on a huge black stone slab. The surface of the stone slab was as smooth as a mirror, but it exuded an icy aura, as if it could swallow up the surrounding light.

The pattern of the magic circle was complex and exquisite, consisting of countless interwoven runes and lines, each stroke flashing with a dark purple-black light.

There was a tiny flame dancing on the edge of the rune, but the flame was cold, it was the ghost fire from the underworld.

In the center of the magic circle is a huge skull pattern with two deep red gems embedded in the eye sockets. It seems that blood is flowing in the gems, emitting a faint light.

(End of this chapter)