Blood Throne

Chapter 18 Passing A Test

In his sea of consciousness, golden light shone.

Ryan's Phychic rippled in the golden light and they were closely fused. Wherever the golden light went, thoughts followed. Outside the golden light, there was a black tide.

The strange aura turned into a black tide, like a monstrous wave, sweeping over from all directions.

Book of Gold opened up a title page. On the page, there was a layer of golden light that was so thick as if it was material.

The golden light spread out like a fog. The further they went to the periphery, the thinner the golden light became. The golden light and the black gas tangled with each other, devouring each other. One advanced while the other retreated

With every collision, every conflict, Ryan's mind would shake. He seemed to stand on a boat. There was a tornado on the sea, and the waves were like mountains. The boat moved up and down on the waves, sometimes high and sometimes low. Ryan tried his best to avoid being caught in the waves and he left the boat without a trace.

This was a contest of will.

Time was meaningless here. Ryan did not know how much time had passed in the outside world. He only knew that he could not be engulfed by the black fog.

To some extent, the Book of Gold still lacked energy. So compared to the black tide that filled the sky, the golden light was slightly dim, just like the candlelight in the wind which was about to extinguish.

This was not the case.

In terms of quantity, the golden light that Book of Gold emitted was indeed far inferior to the black tide. In terms of quality, it was better than the black tide.

The black tide seemed to be aggressive and powerful. However, it was not a match for the golden light. Once it came into contact with the golden light, it would be devoured by the golden light and converted... However, because there were too many mysterious auras invading, it formed the black tide. Meanwhile, Ryan could not completely control Book of Gold. Therefore, the speed of swallowing was slower. Thus, it was not obvious.

Although it was uncomfortable, Ryan could resist the temptation of that strange space.

About a meter away from that space, Ryan stopped. His eyes were no longer painful, nor were they blank. They were clear and bright. His forehead was covered in sweat. Soon, he seemed to be standing in the heavy rain. His whole body was wet.

Using the Book of Gold consumed his vitality.

How long has it been?

Five minutes!

It seemed that he could still hold on.

The expression on Albert's face changed, and a trace of envy flashed across his eyes.

Talent?

Or willpower?

This level was enough.

There were three buttons on the pocket watch in his hand, red, green, and blue. Albert gently pressed the blue button. At the same time, his lips and teeth opened slightly and he chanted an incantation. That was Divine Incantation.

The so-called Divine Incantation was from the mysterious world and was a necessity for casting spells.

If one wanted to chant a Divine Incantation, just relying on the human vocal organs was not enough. It had to resonate with one's soul. Only under the Phychic could one recite it and drive energy to affect the real world.

As the old saying went in Sanctuary, only devout believers could recite Divine Incantation, and they could get the attention of the Heavenly Father. So they would have incredible power.

A long time ago, this statement was an irrefutable truth.

Right now, there were many sayings.

After the power of the secular imperial became strong, the magisterium was not as strong as before.

In the Middle Ages, the Pope could easily remove the crown on the king's head with a single word. All the Princes had to crawl under the Cardinal's feet when they became the king, allowing the bishop to put the crown on themselves.

Now, there were changes in the world.

Now, there was a powerful empire, just like Franka Empire, the Emperor had no regard for Sanctuary. On the surface, they were still respected, but in reality, the Emperor was already able to stand up to the pope.

Both sides were equal and they were alliances.

A thousand years ago, an existence like Albert could only be treated as heresy by the Religious Court of Inquiry, because he was not a priest and did not study at the Religious Academy. Even if he believed in the Heavenly Father, just because he was an extraordinary beings, he could only become a heretic.

At that time, only the king or the powerful nobles would be able to worship a small number of extraordinary beings. Only then would Sanctuary ignore.

At that time, there were no Night Guardians!

After Franka Empire was established, there were Night Guardians.

It was also during that time that people discovered that Divine Incantation had nothing to do with faith.

Even if you do not believe in Lord, even if you believe in the devil, as long as your Phychic was strong enough, once you chant a Divine Incantation, Phychic will display incredible power.

This was extraordinary beings.

However, there was also a problem.

That is, if the will is not strong, it is extremely easy for an extraordinary beings to be contaminated by the mysterious aura, and once he becomes a devil, he would fall.

If one was lucky, he would be like Albert, whose strength was greatly reduced. He would hide in a small area and struggle to survive. If one was unlucky, he would become a dead soul and become the face in the mysterious space. He would be imprisoned there and forever in pain.

Light and darkness!

Everything had two sides!

You always had to give something to get something. This was a principle.

Blue light flashed, like an ocean bathing in the warm sunlight. Ryan saw something like this.

Silently, the wall gathered again. The door of space closed, and the black tide that was wreaking havoc in Ryan's sea of consciousness instantly dissipated. It disappeared. Book of Gold whirled, and the golden light spread out, disappearing in a flash.

After that, it exudes pleasure like a stuffed child

There was a change in the inner page.

At this time, Ryan did not have the time to observe.

He turned his head and looked at Albert. There was confusion in his eyes. There was also a hint of fear, uneasiness, and curiosity...

This was an expression that was most in line with the image of youth.

"Child, do you have a lot of curiosity?"

Albert smiled. His face was like an old newspaper that was used to wrap things. It was crumpled and did not lively at all. Speaking of which, it had been a long time since a smile appeared on his face.

Ryan did not say anything and nodded.

Albert sat down, limped on the chair, and breathed rapidly for a long time before he returned to normal.

"I'm old, and useless!"

He sighed and glanced at Ryan.

Then, he reached out and pressed a button on the desk.

"If you have any questions, you can ask Tess... She will take you to finish the employment procedures."

Then, Albert curled up on the wide chair and did not speak. He closed his eyes. If not for his chest heaving up and down from time to time, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a dead person.

Ryan frowned and did not speak.

The room was as quiet as a grave, with only the faint yellow light filling the air.

Not long later, there was a knock on the door.

"Sir, can I come in?"

Tess said softly.