"...God Almighty of Heaven and Earth for Blessings, Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings."
Lumian somewhat haltingly recited the words in the language he remembered while taking four steps backward in the cramped room, then anxiously waited to see whether his godfather would respond to the ritual.
He had traveled all the way from Cordu Village to Trier during this time. After finally settling into the Golden Rooster Tavern, he performed the ritual using the method his godfather had taught him.
He was anxious because, according to his limited understanding of mysticism, the ritual his godfather had taught him contained no mystical elements whatsoever. This made Lumian worry that he had forgotten some steps and that the ritual might not succeed.
However, Lumian's doubts were soon dispelled. He watched thin wisps of gray fog slowly emerge around the four portions of food in his rented room-the fog was so faint that it was almost invisible, weaving only a pale cloud in the air.
The next moment, a human outline abruptly formed in the gray fog. Droplets of fog fell into it like rain from the sky, giving the silhouette depth and substance.
As expected, my godfather is no ordinary Beyonder... This is almost like the angels and gods in the churches' stories! Suppressing his astonishment, Lumian watched a black-haired, black-eyed figure step out of the gray fog.
"Godfather." Lumian lowered his head slightly and addressed Nimrod.
"It's been a few days." Nimrod spoke calmly to Lumian, a smile curving his lips. "You look to be in fairly good spirits."
"It's not really that good." Lumian gave a bitter chuckle.
"I've tried hard these past two days, but I still can't remember what happened before the dream loop began... Speaking of which, Madam Magician said she would contact two