Because Jilian's body is in a prone position, Qin Xiaoxia's tattoo is actually located slightly behind Jilian's left shoulder, which is also the place some women choose to get tattoos.
With the flower blooming in the center and four magic crystals inlaid, the pattern keeps growing under the influence of magic.
At the same time, the purple color that originally diffused on the skin also gathered along the lines, gradually forming the main path of the lines.
Soon, the magic patterns extending from the palm and the magic patterns extending from the four-cornered magic crystals merged together. The pattern gradually formed a whole and began to spread in all directions.
At this moment, the engraving range of the entire ritual has far exceeded the space where Qin Xiaoxia himself is located, reaching a size of several meters, like a flower that is about to bloom on Jilian's left shoulder, slowly unfolding its petals.
"Hoo...h...hoo..."
Qin Xiaoxia couldn't help but adjust his breathing. Even though he had anticipated this, the consumption of magic power was still too exaggerated. With his current total magic power, it was still difficult to do this on Jillian's unconscious and non-resisting body.
And it is unknown how many years Gillian has been sealed. It is even possible that Gillian's soul had disintegrated at a very early time, leaving only his tenacious body, which has been worn away by unknown years.
This shows how big the gap is between himself and the "ancient species".
This also made his slightly inflated heart a warning, allowing him to have a clearer understanding of his own strength.
As the engraving progresses, the range of the spell array pattern becomes larger and more complex, and more and more magic power is consumed.
However, the progress was surprisingly smooth. None of the problems that might have been imagined occurred. Not even the remaining magic power of Gillian was shaken. The response from the surrounding environment also kept his spirit in a comfortable state.
To outsiders, the dazzling purple light beam lasted for nearly an hour at Jillian’s shoulder, and then slowly converged until it disappeared.
Qin Xiaoxia remained in a half-kneeling position, with his right hand still supporting himself on the Jilian leather watch. It was not that he wanted to show off, but that he could not stand up.
I can only pretend to be deep temporarily.
However, the works below are indeed worthy of my appreciation.
The purple color with fantasy colors is charming yet restrained, beautiful yet mysterious, and occupies an area with a diameter of about 20 meters.
The densely packed magic patterns formed a special yet familiar pattern.
Dawn of the Day!
Like a beautiful tattooed flower on Gillian's shoulder, the Seal of Dawn blends in perfectly with the surrounding skin, adding a touch of color to Gillian's already evil beauty.
As the light faded, this special symbol of the dawn became visible to everyone.
The heartbeats of all association members quickened. With the divergent thinking of modern people, they all had similar inferences in their minds.
The figure half-kneeling on Gillian's shoulders seemed taller than Gillian.
This is the Sage of Dawn, representing the wisdom of Dawn from ancient times to the present.
The warmth flowing in the surrounding environment relieved Qin Xiaoxia's fatigue. After a moment, he had enough strength to stand up.
Standing up from behind Gillian's shoulder, he examined his masterpiece created with the help of the power of the world. Although the warm feeling was gradually fading away, it left a direct and deep impression, adding to some of the guesses in his mind.
"Teacher... Is this a secret realm ritual formation?"
Su Su approached the place again and looked at the beautiful and exquisite work under her feet in disbelief. The instructor had simply created a work of art!
The symbol of dawn was also exciting. Others did not dare to cross the line and ask, but Sister Su still dared.
"Jillian, will she be..."
Before she finished speaking, the instructor had already answered her question.
"Haha, these two little guys have already sworn allegiance to Dawn, right, Ashe and Aiyu~"
The two little ancient monsters who had already crawled out of Su Su's sleeves nodded rapidly, without any other thoughts in their minds.
"Well, be good. I will help you 'inherit the inheritance' in a while. Of course, I have to heal you first. Scars on your back are not good for girls."
As he spoke, Qin Xiaoxia tapped Aiyou and Aixi's foreheads again. The two little guys tried to please him by acting cute and holding on to his fingers tightly, and they moved from Su Su's palm to the Sage's hand.
This made Sister Su feel a little jealous and envious, both towards her mentor and towards Ashe and Aiyou.
After a while, Mo Shaoge, holding an alloy magic steel sword, sprinted along Jillian's huge arm, and jumped to Jillian's left shoulder with the speed of the wind.
"Sir, the battlefield has been cleared and the wounded have been taken care of."
In fact, everything had been cleaned up half an hour ago, but the Sage was at a critical moment at that time and no one came to disturb him. Only now, seeing him stand up and chat with the witch, Mo Shaoge hurried over to report.
"Okay, let's have everyone gather all the materials on Jillian. Um, you can put them on your hands or back."
As the highest person in charge of this Dawn operation, based on the principle of mutual respect, Qin Xiaoxia still had to go to the periphery in person to explain the basic situation to the French and observers from various countries and say goodbye.
Kodel and others had been observing the situation in the distance through telescopes, and saw the Sage of Dawn approaching here.
It was only a short while after I put down the telescope that the person who was just far away was already in front of me.
"Thank you for your patience. The crisis alert has been lifted and we will be leaving soon."
Qin Xiaoxia went straight to the point.
"The assistance from the Dawn Association has helped our country resolve this hidden danger. On behalf of France, I would like to thank you for your efforts."
Official praise is still necessary, Cordell subtly shows goodwill, and then says words of genuine concern.
"I wonder if Gillian will do evil again in the future? Is there still a curse on the land near this village?"
Su Su next to him glanced at him. Those who play politics always have hidden meanings in their words.
"Mr. Cordell, you can ask more directly. The ancient demon Jillian from another world has passed away. If you see her again one day, she will have become the ancient demon Jillian of the dawn. Of course, I hope that day will never come!"
"As for this village, perhaps you can try to build a training base here, it will be helpful. Then we are ready to leave."
After saying this, the exhausted Qin Xiaoxia didn't plan to continue talking to the other party. He bowed to Su Su and his figure slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.
Less than five minutes later, Gillian's huge body suddenly disappeared, leaving only a deep human-shaped pit and a large number of monster corpses in its place.
France’s half-year wait was worth it!
This was the first thought that flashed through Cordell's mind.
"Mr. Minister, China has advanced technology and a lot of practical experience in the supernatural field, and has a close cooperative relationship with Shuguang. We are willing to provide technical strength and material basis to help France jointly develop the training area!!"
Dupepe had a keen sense of smell and offered friendly suggestions immediately.
After receiving the reminder, observers from various countries immediately expressed their willingness to provide assistance.
Even Cordel couldn't help but twitch his lips, but on the other hand, they did need technical support. Putting this aside, the alliance with the World Alliance must also be considered.
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In the Qingzhen secret place, Jilian's body appeared, covering a large area on one side. Because Mumu had received the news long ago and drove the magical plants to other places, the tragedy of being crushed to death was avoided.
If viewed from a high enough distance, Jillian looked like a winged elf lying in a sea of tiny flowers. In some places, rivers in the sky washed directly over her, splashing countless water.
A considerable number of the more than 300 association members had never been to the headquarters, and they all stood on Gillian's body and looked around.
These people are at least the Knights Reservoir or the Disciples of Heaven, and are considered the backbone of the Dawn today. Today's battle not only increased their experience, but was also enough for them to brag to their juniors or those who were unable to participate.
Most people left through the secret realm of the headquarters one after another and returned to Dawn Silent Moon Island where they had gathered during the previous war preparations.
There, equipment and consumption will be replenished, and merit points will be counted.
Soon, the headquarters became deserted again.
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