I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 94 94. Angel's Tears, Overflowing Cup of Blessings

Kloa chose the bottom of the lake as the place to make the Holy Water of Light, the Wings of Light and the Scroll of Light Link.

One reason was to test the reaction of the mushrooms, and the other was... he also really needed to absorb the sacred power of the mushrooms, otherwise it would be troublesome if he lost the power during the production process.

Among these three alchemical creations, the Holy Water of Prayer is relatively the easiest to make.

The Baron provided the basic holy water. All Kloya needed was to summon the "Prayer Firefly", a special life form located in the elemental plane, through the light summoning array.

After getting the help of the praying fireflies, he also needs to fuse the praying fire of the fireflies into the holy water to turn it into a semi-elemental creation.

This is considered an initial success.

Finally, Baron Kemoye needs to personally integrate his consciousness into the Holy Water of Prayer for it to be completely completed.

According to the description in the book "Miracle of Light", the fire of prayer light is a kind of flame that can carry consciousness, so it can obey people's orders and commands.

"Well, isn't this thing just for controlling fireflies?"

Muttering something, he reviewed the light circle in "Miracle of Light" again, then stretched out his fingers and began to draw on the soil in front of him - this soil was obtained by him with great effort, it was "pure" soil, and according to legend, it was on the soil that God first delivered the first oracle to the Church.

It can be considered a material for casting spells.

At the same time, he was chanting solemn-sounding hymns loudly.

"The sacred firefly from the flawless world..."

"I beg you to come down from the pure world to this filthy world."

"All suffering, all sorrow, all pain will disappear with your coming..."

"Your body will return to the light, and your spirit will be by my side, guiding the way to light!"

This kind of hymn is actually a kind of spell, just in another form of expression, but honestly... it looks much better than the mage's insane mumbling.

As he chanted, the magic circle in front of him gradually took shape to the tune of the hymn.

When the last sentence was uttered, the magic circle was completely formed.

A crack slowly opened up in the center of the magic circle.

An extremely sacred light began to flicker inside, as if white clouds, feathers, and a gentle breeze were slowly blowing out.

A sacred atmosphere reverberated around.

To be honest, the visual effects and magical performance of holy magic are indeed much better than simple magic.

If ordinary people saw this crack before their eyes that was flickering with a sacred light, they would definitely kneel down and shout that God had descended or something like that.

Even he felt that the holy light was really warm.

After the magic circle was formed, he kept his eyes on the mushrooms and angels not far away.

Sure enough, they responded to this magic circle.

The angel who had been sleeping slowly spread his wings and stood up from the mushroom. A look of confusion flashed across his neutral face that was difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

He stretched out his hand and lightly tapped the magic circle.

A majestic voice sounded: "The road to heaven is broad..."

Then the crack in the center of the magic circle suddenly widened dozens of times, from a maximum of three or four centimeters to three meters wide, and the magic circle also expanded.

The divine power that surged out from it, as well as the breeze, feathers, and clouds, suddenly increased in number, and the vast power swept over everything around it.

Fortunately, the nature of the divine power is relatively gentle.

No harm was caused.

At most... it would bless all the plants and monsters present.

"..."

"Did you directly turn the rift into a portal?

Croix quickly took two steps back.

Just kidding, he didn't want to fall in there. Behind it was the so-called "Holy Mountain of Compassionate Light", which was a world of light elements relatively close to the kingdom of gods.

If he falls in... I guess he can only consider transforming his body into an elemental creature.

But it's not over.

The angel spoke again: "Holy Firefly, leave the false heaven!"

The magic circle trembled.

Kloya suddenly felt something was wrong, and this time he retreated directly to the edge of the air coral, and called all the Kabamon over.

By the time he had settled the Kabamons and looked at the magic circle again, countless glittering fireflies had suddenly jumped out of it.

It was like a river of light pouring out from it.

Then they gathered towards the angel, dancing around it humbly, and the scattered fluorescent light covered the ground in a thick layer.

Their power seemed to be flowing towards the angels, and their own lives gradually weakened as their power disappeared, and finally they fell to the ground and died completely.

As elemental creatures, elemental power is equivalent to their life force. If their power is extracted in this way, they will naturally die soon.

"This...why does it look so much like a sacrifice?" Kloya suddenly felt something was wrong.

In his impression, the angels and mushrooms were completely selfless beings who would give whatever they wanted. They would even use all their strength to eliminate the dark clouds and floods.

It turns out that He is now absorbing the power of fireflies.

"No, it shouldn't be like this." After a brief guess, he shook his head again, waiting for possible changes.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Time passed by minute by minute.

The number of fireflies pouring out of the magic circle gradually decreased, and the magic circle itself began to slowly close because it was under too much pressure.

Obviously, this hastily completed summoning array has reached its limit.

At this time, a thick layer of fireflies had accumulated under the angel. The fireflies that had lost their lives appeared in a transparent form, like fragile crystals.

He always looked at the fireflies with pity... until the last one lost its light and fell to the ground.

He finally uttered the third sentence.

"Your blood nourishes me, and the false light fades away in front of me. I make you reborn in my tears."

As He said this, tears began to flow from His eyes. They were extremely crystal clear tears that sparkled with holy light and vitality.

From the moment His cheek fell, the surrounding space was trembling slightly, forming sacred ripples visible to the naked eye.

One drop, two drops...

“Tick~~~”

It dripped onto the firefly's corpse.

Then the fireflies actually flapped their wings slowly and flew up again. The light on their bodies seemed to have not changed, but there seemed to be some slight changes.

After the resurrection, the firefly did not continue to fly around the angel, but stayed aside obediently.

Croix, who was watching all this, swallowed.

That... that couldn't be the legendary resurrection holy art angel tears? It was said that only angels close to God could drop them, and they could revive lives that had been dead for no more than three days.

Legend has it that the current Pope died in a holy war, was resurrected by an archangel sent by God, and finally wore the Pope's crown.

Croix is ​​really getting a little restless.

Regardless of whether it is real angel tears or not, it is a very precious material!
Kind of want to own it.

Maybe it was because his gaze was too scorching, but the angel turned his head and spoke for the fourth time:
"You have taken in a little life that was polluted by filthy light. My friend, may your cup of blessings overflow."

He flew over slowly and placed a kiss on Cloya's forehead. From the place of the kiss, a strange spring really flowed out.

After falling to the ground, a very strange magic plant slowly grew out. Its flower looked like a cup, and the colorful petals seemed to be decorations of different colors on the cup, which was filled with clear spring water.

The spring water really overflowed and gushed out, dripping, and soon formed a small stream.

When the fireflies saw the stream, they immediately flew over excitedly, rolled around in it, and then danced around Cloya.

There was clearly a mysterious connection between them and Croa - they had become Croa's familiars.

Croa: “…”

Why does it feel weird? It looks like water is flowing out of my brain. Also, I was kissed by an angel?

Are you a man or a woman?

His doubts were destined to remain unanswered, because after completing all this, the angel flew back to the mushroom, curled up and continued to fall into deep sleep.

The only difference is...His light is much brighter.

Through the Astral Body Imprinting Technique, one can also see a faint shadow of a firefly representing the light-praying firefly on the platinum ring.

At this point, it is finally over.

"This is really... so strange."

Scratching his head, Kloya thought about everything that had just happened and noticed several important points.

First, the angel said that these fireflies came from a "false paradise" and had "filthy light" on them, which was an obvious expression of disdain.

In the Vatican, it is usually said to pagans.

In addition, when he was feeding him the power of Mother Earth, he showed obvious disgust... Could it be that he represents the former gods?

Or it could be said to be a special creation created by the gods in the past.

It's related to the Ark. It's definitely related to the Ark.

Cloya thought it was very likely, so He responded to the holy white iron given by the previous Vatican and sent by Baron Kemoye.

“That is to say, if I want to get more treasures from Him, I have to collect things from the former Church that contain divine power.

Then it would also be useful if we could summon the creatures currently in the Elemental Plane of Light."

He made such a guess and thought that he could give it a try. If it could be successful, he should be able to reap more benefits.

It’s a pity that there is not much description about the so-called Sky Ark in the notes, and it doesn’t seem to mention who it belongs to.

"What a pity! If I had the Sky Crystal, I could give it a try."

He decided to wait until the fishing was over and see if he could spend money to buy a few Sky Crystals to try.

Now he had to finish the holy water of prayer quickly, and he didn't know whether the prayer fireflies would change after being resurrected by the angel.

And what exactly is this flower formed by the spring water dripping from his forehead? Will these fireflies that pray for light live here in the future?
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