Time: 2011-8-18:18:35 Words: 2801
"Felicia, why don't you go out and play with them?”
The thirteen-year-old Dolores squatted in front of an eight-year-old silver-haired loli and asked.
The silver-haired loli was dressed in a relaxed dress. She was sitting on a flower bed with a book in her hand. Her gaze moved away from the book and glanced at the golden-haired girl squatting at the side.
"Is that necessary? They're just a bunch of brats. They're completely doing something that doesn't matter."
"Ah la la, aren't you a child too? Come on, let's go together. Today's homework is really annoying. Why do we have to learn this kind of thing?”
Dolores stood up, grabbed the silver-haired loli's hand, and pulled her up.
The little girl raised her eyebrows. She did not struggle, but her words were not polite.
" He's so stupid. It's just linear algebra. He can't even learn such a simple thing."
"Ah ah-Felicia, I'm not a pervert like you, these things are really troublesome!”Dolores called out in a dilemma.
That's right. This little girl in front of him was only eight years old, but she had already completed all the courses in the university. If she went to take the exam, it would not be a problem for her to get a few degrees. It was really hard to imagine what her little brain was made of.
The internal members of the Church were all amazed by this genius girl, and were all planning to let her inherit the mantle. However, Stuart treated this granddaughter very preciously, not allowing anyone else to touch her, causing a few old fellows to blow their beards and glare at her.
Speaking of which, ever since Stuart brought back this granddaughter from the outside, this ascetic monk who had been stationed outside for many years had also returned to the Church. His face was no longer as cold and selfless as before. Instead, he had a smile on his face. This little girl had also displayed an astonishing side.
Even though she was only eight years old, the things in her mind could make many old professors sweat. She had flipped through more than half of the various books in the church, and she had also used the runes of the ancient magic system to practice drawing. Her almost photographic memory and powerful logical thinking shocked them. Fortunately, she had the protection of these old fellows. Otherwise, she might really be captured by those lunatics in the Research Department and dissected.
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Three years later-
"Felicia, you are already eleven years old. We are going back to the Vatican.”
Dolores, who had grown into a beautiful woman, stood behind a silver-haired girl. She watched as the girl drew a standard pattern on a piece of paper. She shook her head in a daze and patted a boy standing beside her.
"Alester, can you say something too? Felicia was such a powerful person. It should be easy for her to be chosen as the Saintess, right?”
The golden-haired boy at the side had a troubled look on his face, but he kept smiling.
"Well, there's nothing we can do if Felicia doesn't want to.”
"Ah-you idiot, Alester!”
The silver-haired girl did not seem to notice the commotion between the two of them at all. She was still focused on the pattern in front of her.
Ever since Stuart had taught her the basic theory of magic, Felicia had been addicted to it. The most basic theory of magic was relatively simple. It was to change reality with spiritual power. However, this was actually the most wasteful and difficult to achieve.
Ever since the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had declined, many talented people had come out in the past hundred years. After several modifications, they had established the current magic system. Through various sketched formations and runes, they achieved the best effect with the smallest consumption.
However, the overly complicated premise made more people take shortcuts and inherit the magic by directly carving the magic seal. This also led to the birth of many magicians 'families, but overall, the number of people who used the original magic was much less.
And in the Church, the situation was even more serious.
Kabbalah was one of the most ancient religions, and as its successor, the Christian Church had a considerable amount of respect for it. Therefore, many children were sent here every year to learn the basic use of magic power in order to strengthen their bodies. When they reached adulthood, they could withstand the infusion of divine power.
Other than the various mysterious internal cultivation methods that were passed down in China, the Kabbalah Sect was the best way to improve oneself. The old guys also liked children quite a bit. If they could find a few suitable children to inherit themselves,
The will was even better. The people on the Christian side would not refuse, but it had to be said that the brainwashing work of the people taken by the Christian side was quite successful. The people who stayed were all adopted by the old people themselves, and there was not a single Christian person left.
Come on.
In fact, it was also a problem with the cultivation method. Self-sublimation was good for laying the foundation because it was mobilizing energy to nourish the body. Long-term cultivation could prolong one's life.
However, cultivation was different. No matter which cultivation method it was, it would consume vitality. In the modern era, there were no more natural treasures to replenish vitality. Therefore, once one began to cultivate and advance, they had to advance to a holy spirit before their physical body deteriorated. Otherwise, they would die earlier than ordinary people because of excessive consumption.
Pure self-improvement would not affect one's lifespan, but it was too slow. Usually, a few years of practice was not as good as a month of practice for others. This kind of speed was not something that people could bear. Therefore, even within Kabbalah, there were other cultivation techniques that were built up after a good foundation, making it easier to advance. However, they also had the flaw of exhausting vitality. Although it was a little small, their lifespan was longer than that of mortals.
And the fastest way was to break through the limits. In a life and death situation, it was the easiest for humans to break through. With the powerful healing of the Holy Light, it was much easier to break through.
However, the old men in Kabbalah did not care about this.
The so-called healing effect of the Holy Light was actually just to stimulate the cells to divide faster, which greatly consumed the body's vitality and shortened one's lifespan.
It was the same when using Holy Light. Holy Light was indeed powerful, but every time he used Holy Light, his body would consume a lot of vitality. Although it was not obvious on the surface, once the shelf life was over, he would rapidly age.
Moreover, there had been almost no one who had broken through to the Holy Spirit level in the past hundred years. The Church only had a few old men who had hidden their trump cards. The Pope's inheritance was very powerful, but he could not easily make a move. Otherwise, how could he have lived for so long?
Unlike Dolores, Felicia did not lose herself in the power of the Holy Light. She only maintained the simplest self-sublimation cultivation and did not even advance.
In her words, why did they fight and kill? Was there a need for harmony in this era of peace?
It's not worth it to exchange one's lifespan for more than ten years of glory.
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Felicia was fifteen-
"Felicia, Stuart is already dead. Don't tell me you want to stay here and accompany these old men for the rest of your life?”
Dolores was already 20 years old. After she cultivated the Holy Light, her temperament had changed greatly. The lively girl was gone. In front of Felicia was a holy and pious Saintess.
Alester had also successfully become the First Guardian Knight and was now by Dolores 'side.
Felicia took a sip of tea and looked at them calmly.
" Felicia, come with us. With your ability, the Lord will bestow you with perfect glory." Dolores 'eyes were filled with fanaticism, and her words were instigating." Join us. May God be with you!"”
"Haha!" Felicia laughed."Dolores, I didn't expect you to change so much in just three years."
"Felicia!"
" We're actually very clear about what the so-called God is. What Grandpa is pursuing is the formless and intangible source that covers the entire universe, not the Jesus that you guys have imposed your high divine name on yourself.”
"Felicia, you shouldn't speak the name of our Lord!”Alester, who had been silent all this while, spoke up.
"Heh, forget it. You guys can go back. I'm not interested in these things. In this kind of environment, maintaining peace is my choice.”
"When Felicia was eight years old, you could remember all the magic runes. When you were eleven years old, you had already mastered most of the magic tricks. But look at you now. You haven't even broken through to the mortal level, and we are already on the verge of Silver!”
Dolores looked disappointed.
"Felicia! Have you forgotten how domineering you were when you were young? You look like an old man in his seventies or eighties now. Where did your dream go?”
"Hmph, dreams. I've never had such unrealistic things!”Felicia raised her head slightly, and her eyes became sharp." You know it's impossible, but you still pursue the impossible goal. You will only drown in your own ideals in the end!”
"Felicia! "You…" The silver-haired girl did not say anything else. She stood up and walked into the shadows. "Hmph, Felicia, don't let me find out that you've touched those taboos. Otherwise, I'll personally send you to the gallows!"”
... In the shadows, Felicia let out a sigh as she looked at Stuart's photo. "Grandfather, I might have to disappoint you."
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