"I'm fine... Uh, Mom, I feel better." "Thank you so much, Reverend." Gary let out a long sigh, stroked his chest with his hand, and then took out a few golden coins from the inner pocket of his vest: "You deserve it." He handed the thank-you gift of three aire to Pastor Cangyang, who chuckled modestly, made a "V" with his right hand, and pressed two fingers on his left shoulder - this is the prayer gesture of the Cangyang Spiritual Society: "The setting sun shines upon you, lucky believers." Then he lowered his right hand, took the gold coin that Gary had held in the air, and quickly put it into the pocket of his monk's robe. Gary felt a pang of pain when he saw the gold coins, which were almost equivalent to his weekly salary, disappear from his sight. But he felt relieved when he thought that this could eliminate potential danger for his daughter. Then he smiled and bowed to the pastor: “This experience may make me no longer a pan-believer.”
A few minutes later, after expressing their gratitude, the family of four walked out of the main entrance of Canyang Church. "Is Miss Yaoliuliu still around?" Mrs. Gary looked around nervously. "I haven't seen her." "As a mage, she must have some means of remote surveillance, right?" Gary shrugged nonchalantly. "Maybe she can observe other people's actions from a few blocks away, without having to follow us all the time." "That's right," Mrs. Gary's brown eyes flashed with amazement, "It's really amazing, a supernatural being..." While her parents' attention was not on her, Daisy secretly slowed down her pace, moved a little further away from her parents and out of their sight. After confirming again and again that the two could not see her, she lowered her head and loosened her hands, which had been clenched tightly since the priest began the exorcism ritual. A glimmer of warm yellow light came into view—she was holding a ball of light in her hand, a color similar to that of a candle! It was clearly something invisible and intangible like a flame, but now it seemed to exist as a solid entity. It was held in her palm and lay there quietly and "docilely". The warm yellow light swayed slightly, like a tamed dog wagging its tail. Daisy's eyes were full of curiosity. She carefully observed the glittering ball of light in her hand. She poked it lightly with the fingertips of her other hand, but it passed through without any resistance like a phantom. "What on earth is this thing?" A big question mark gradually appeared in her heart. When the priest cast a spell on her, she felt warmth in her body and a light emerged. At this moment, she was surprised to find that... she seemed to be able to touch these lights! It's strange. Light is something that can be seen but not touched, and is more illusory than air. Wanting to catch it... this idea is simply too absurd. But it just appears in my mind uncontrollably, as if it were some kind of self-evident "common sense". Driven by curiosity, she took advantage of the pastor's eyes closing and grabbed it in the air as quickly as possible, trying to hold it in her palm. Such childish behavior made her feel embarrassed when she thought about it... "…I'm twelve years old now. I'm not a kid chasing after my own shadow anymore!"
However, what she didn't expect was that she actually tore off a small piece of the fleeting halo and kept it in her hand! This is incredible! "Bang!" A loud bang from above her head interrupted her thoughts. It was a sound similar to the collision of metal, crisp and with a long, trembling aftertaste. "Forehead?" Daisy subconsciously raised her head and looked towards the source of the sound. A huge shadow instantly covered her vision. Chapter 126 The Third Authority: Wandering Mist They were currently on the sidewalk of a road, and next to them was a 15-story concrete building. The dark exterior walls and the pointed, lightning-rod roof gave it a sense of oppression and power. This building was a joint venture between a technocrat who served as a city councillor in Loen and several factory owners. It was an office building and was the technocrat's private property. It was named after him, "Berkeley". On the highest floor of the building, a giant sign made of metal and glass is fixed on it in a very eye-catching manner. Lights driven by special long-term spiritual rituals outline a line of colorful words: "Berkeley Building". This line of giant words that emitted colorful light has now lost more than half of its lights, and the remaining ones are flickering half-deadly, full of decadent and dilapidated temperament. This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is... "Om-" With the harsh sound of metal twisting and cracking, the heavy and huge metal sign had moved away from the place where it was supposed to be... Under the action of gravity, it falls straight down! The sign dropped vertically from the top floor several dozen meters high, filling Daisy's vision in an instant. "what--" The crowd around screamed and ran away like crazy. But for the family of four right below, everything happened too fast. The four of them had just raised their heads, with more confusion than fear in their eyes. They didn't even have time to react, let alone dodge. Daisy watched the large and heavy metal sign pressing down with tremendous force. Her pupils contracted sharply and the threat of death immediately climbed up her spine, making her whole body tense. will die... Dad, Mom, Brother, and I... They will all die! A huge fear immediately filled her heart, but she could do nothing but watch the sign that meant death approaching rapidly.
"Do not……" At the last moment when the four were about to be crushed into a paste, Daisy instinctively raised one hand to block her eyes. In the palm of that hand, a warm, dim light emanated a soft glow without a trace of sharpness. And this soft ball of light... just happened to be aimed at the metal sign that was falling down... "Ruined……" Daisy only had time to have this thought before her vision went black. This meant that the metal sign was very close, completely blocking out the sunlight. This also means that in just half a second, their entire family will be reborn into the underworld... "Help... don't come over here..." At the last moment, this thought instinctively popped up in Daisy's mind. "The ninth authority, Panacea, activated. Sample detected: The third authority, Lingering Mist..." Just then, she seemed to hear a voice. No, it can't be called "sound". Almost all external information must pass through the senses before entering human consciousness. For example, if you want to get information about a song, you can either listen to it yourself or read the music score and lyrics... there must be a channel. But the sentence just now was different. It "emerged" directly from my head. It was not transmitted through any other channels. It just appeared in my mind so abruptly and became a simple "meaning". Daisy didn't have time to be stunned. The "voice" appeared in her mind again almost without any delay: "Finished, released." "brush--" The warm yellow light in his hand suddenly expanded, and in just a moment it turned into a strong light comparable to dusk, illuminating the small space that was dark due to the cover of the metal sign! In an instant, a clear, soft, mellow warm yellow light filled her entire field of vision, as if the whole world had melted into the twilight at this moment, forever. It is bright and warm, but not at all dazzling. It gives people a very comfortable impression, like returning to the mother's womb. There are no more worries, no more irritability, no more distractions, only inexhaustible warmth and peace. Daisy's consciousness was hazy in this warm and soft dimness. She lost the concept of time and even the sense of "I", like the chaos of being half asleep and half awake. "Bam—" It seemed like a very long time had passed before a dull and violent sound pierced the twilight, instantly waking her up and allowing her to find "herself" again. "Well……" She stood there for half a second, then recalled the situation and was about to turn over to avoid it.
"sand……" However, the overwhelming debris interrupted her half-prepared movements. "……sand?!" She subconsciously patted her shoulders and chest, trying to clean up the small debris that was pouring onto her body, but suddenly realized... the shadow above her was gone. I raised my head and looked around and upward, and found that the metal sign that was pressed down was gone, and the ground and the bodies of my parents and brother were all covered with sand-like debris. She suddenly felt touched and quickly lowered her head to turn one hand over, with her palm facing herself. I saw that the ball of yellow light that was plucked from Priest Canyang's exorcism ritual had disappeared at some point. Instead, there is a colorful picture: Above the endless green plain, the broken sun melted on the horizon. The blood of the sun melted and dyed half of the sky into a magnificent dim yellow. Directly in front of the setting sun, a figure stood on the plain. Because it is facing the bright sunlight, its outline and details are highly blurred, leaving only a hazy and dark silhouette, and its true shape is completely impossible to determine. ——The holy emblem of the Setting Sun Spiritual Order, "Servant of the Dusk"! Daisy stared blankly at the pattern in her hand, which had become familiar because she saw it everywhere, and her mind was unable to wrap around it for a moment. In the end what happened? What is this? What about the sign that nearly killed us? What's up with all this sand? "Wait, do you mean..." A flash of inspiration came to her mind, and she connected these fragmented clues together, and a conclusion suddenly emerged in her mind: "I triggered some kind of power from this pattern... and turned that big sign into sand in an instant?!" Daisy opened her mouth in surprise, and the "Twilight Waiter" in her hand also underwent a huge change at this moment. The warm and soft dimness quickly faded away, and was covered by deep black, mysterious dark purple, bright spots of light, and shining colorful aggregates. "This is……!" She recognized the new pattern! The picture in the glass apple that the magician sister gave to my mother in the cafe before was almost exactly the same as this! "Daisy, run!" Her eyes went dark and her feet were suddenly off the ground. "Um...Mom, we seem to be safe..."
Daisy was held in Mrs. Gary's arms, and she felt a little breathless. This frail woman burst out with enormous potential at this moment, carrying the entire weight of Daisy but running very fast. His younger brother Youer was also carried on the shoulders of his father Gary, who ran towards the Super Management Bureau with a red face. "Please slow down, there's no need to rush." Mrs. Gary's eyes blurred, and a small figure wearing a black cloak and a hood suddenly appeared not far away, standing there like a beautiful and quiet flower.