I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 251 That Person's Will
Underground of a country house in the south of Britannia.

This is a wine cellar, but there is no wine here at the moment. A group of men and women gather around an ancient magic circle, repeating the incantation that Hypnos just heard.

"In this darkness in this darkness."

They wore black robes with hoods, their faces were hidden under the hoods, and they held candles in their hands. The wine cellar was extremely dark, only the flickering light brought by these torches, giving it a weird feeling of cult rituals .

The only one not wearing a hood was an old man with gray hair and beard, who seemed to be the master of the ceremony.

He took a coin from the side waiter's plate and said a spell.

"I'll give you a coin made of stone!"

Then he threw the coin into the magic circle, and took out a knife from the plate.

"I'll give you a knife from the bottom of the mountain."

Then, he put the knife on the blood vessel in his wrist and cut it open.

"I give you the blood that flows from my veins."

Blood flowed from his wrist and dripped into the magic circle.

"I'll give you a song I stole from the dirt."

He took out a feather from the plate and said in a passionate voice.

"I'll give you back a feather plucked from an angel's wing!"

As he spoke, he held up the feather in his hand.

"For you to stand in the sky!"

He let go of the hand holding the feather, and the feather fell slowly with the wind, just right in the center of the magic circle.

The men in black robes around were still repeating the incantation just now.

The moment the feather fell, it actually began to float directly against the gravity of the earth.

This scene made the faces of the spellcasters around them show a little excitement, and the speed of chanting the spell also accelerated a little.

The old man who presided over the ceremony came back to his senses, he raised his hands, and his tone became a little passionate.

"I call you poison! I call you pain!"

The feather ignited a flame in mid-air, and was instantly burned into a cloud of smoke, and the turbulent magic power oscillated around.

"I opened the door, I opened the way!"

The lines of the magic circle under their feet gradually lit up with the brilliance of magic, and even ignited the flame automatically, lighting up the dark wine cellar, and the pages of the magic book placed on one side were vibrated by the magic power like a bird flapping its wings General page turning.

"I summon you in the name of the old master!
Maura Marbury calls you! "

Above the magic circle, magic power mixed with black fine sand surged in it, like a non-Newtonian fluid.

The breeze hit the hair and clothes of the people around, and people watched this scene in a daze.

These people are not professional magicians.

Including the old man. He only started to get in touch with mystery because his son died in the plague in the south. He had found nothing in the early years, until he got an ancient magic book not long ago.

He wants to summon Death to retrieve his son.

He drew these magic circles according to the description in the magic book, and held such a ceremony, but unexpectedly, it was really successful.

But apparently, while successful, he summoned the wrong man
"come on!"

he shouted excitedly.

As Mora's words fell, the black fine sand changed into a human figure and landed in the center of the magic circle. It was Hypnos who was still on the battlefield of the Spanish Empire before!

But at this moment, he has lost consciousness, like an ordinary person, without the ability to resist.

Mo La's eyes widened, and so did the people around her. The old man's eyes were complex, filled with excitement, apprehension, and fear.

He walked around Shupnos, and after confirming that he was unconscious, he suppressed the fear in his heart and slowly squatted down and stretched out his hand cautiously.

Taking a bag from Hypnos' side, he held the bag and poured it down, pouring out some black sand.

"A bag of sand," he muttered.

He continued to turn around, and tried to take off the ruby ​​hanging around his neck. He was very careful, trying not to touch the magic circle.

The magic circle is a prison circle, which can seal the power of gods.

The ruby ​​is large and crystal clear, as if it contains some kind of mysterious power.

It seems that the person who took away the two things in the center of the magic circle did not respond, and his courage gradually became stronger.

"Let me see what other treasures you have."

He directly stretched out his hand and tore off the robe he was wearing. Under the robe, he didn't wear anything, leaving his body naked.

In the end, Mora reached out and took off his helmet that looked like a gas mask. This time, Hypnos's body could be said to be stripped naked.

He looked at the helmet carefully. Although he didn't know what it was useful for, it was naturally not an ordinary thing that could be worn by a god.

Mora looked around, and then at Hypnos on the ground.

"Let's wait and let this distinguished guest wake up before making our request."

Then he turned his head and walked towards the stairs with those things.

"Guards, watch Him for me."

Hypnos was lying naked in the center of the magic circle. When he woke up and found his current situation, his pride would probably be shattered to the ground.

Ensnared by a group of layman magicians with layman's magic, and even robbed of the artifact, he was imprisoned here.

This is also due to the fact that there are not many gods in this world anymore, but He must also become the laughing fruit among all the gods...

……

Although Hypnos did not die, the disappearance of Sleeping God also caused a lot of movement in the world.

Some fell into a long slumber from which they could not wake up.

It was caused by Nightmare, who had lost the control of the God of Sleep, acting recklessly in the dream world.

These people are gradually increasing as time goes by, and a disease called "narcolepsy" is spreading to the surroundings.

Imprisoning the Sleeping God, Mora Marbury is a nobleman in the south. Because of the war, no one has planted the fields, so the finances are not very good, but the foundation is still there.

Especially the villa, including the courtyard, should have an area of ​​several thousand square meters. The interior of the villa is in a Baroque style, which is very gorgeous.

Xiaya came to the inside of the villa at this moment, but at this moment he changed into a black suit, held a cane in his hand, and wore a tall hat on his head.

The hair also changed back to its original black color.

He looked around the stylishly decorated house in the hall. There were many bookshelves and ornaments around, some of which had local witchcraft characteristics. It could be seen that the owner of the house was very interested in mystery.

However, there is obviously not a single magic item in these ornaments.

"Do I know you?"

A voice came from behind Char, Mora stood in the open corridor on the second floor and frowned at Char, wearing pajamas.

"No, but I know you well, Mora"

Char said with his back to Mora.

"Also, I know the creature you imprisoned in the cellar very well."

There was a little more vigilance in Mo La's eyes, "You want to threaten me?"

With that said, he also walked down from the second floor.

"No, you're wrong, I'm here to help you." Shaar turned his head and stared at him, "Besides, you need a lot of help now."

He turned his head and walked forward slowly, and walked into a room, which was his office.

And Mora frowned and followed behind Shaar and walked in...

"There are benefits to keeping a god around, but you also have to be careful."

Xia Ya sat on the armchair in this office.

"You know Him?" Mora asked, frowning.

Shaar nodded irrefutably, "His name is Hypnos, the god of sleep."

"Sleeping God?" Mo La frowned even deeper, "Isn't it the God of Death?"

"What's the use of me wanting a god who controls dreams?"

Xiaya watched him quietly, and he could feel the arrogance exuding from the inside out, which may be the reason why he had the courage to try to capture a god.

In his eyes, even a god is just a tool.

When Hypnos comes out, the old man's fate will definitely not be very good.

However, this is none of his business, all he has to do is to teach him a lesson.

"Don't underestimate him." Xia said quietly, "Everyone has dreams, it's the same as death, and he is also death's younger brother."

"You took his cassock, his helmet, sandbag and ruby, right?" Shaar's eyes flickered, "With these things, you can borrow his mana, which can prolong your life, and return Allows you to control others."

Like the god of death, it is also difficult for the god of sleep to come to the world, so it is also necessary to divide the divine power, but compared with the god of death, the divine power is distributed to the rest of the gods of death.

Sleeping God is very smart, he put his divine power in these treasures, so these treasures actually represent a part of Sleeping God's divine power.

He had fought in the God of Death before, and was bombarded by Arthur's light cannon, and now he has lost these sacred treasures, which has weakened a lot compared to before.

"But you must not let him escape."

"The prison is intact," said the old man.

"No, that's not enough."

Shaar smiled and shook his head, he raised his hand, and a huge glassware appeared on the ground on one side.

Some are like a globe, but instead of a map, there is a round glass ball.

"You need to keep him in here.

Never let anyone fall asleep in front of him, no one else, or he will sneak into that person's dream. "

Char stood up and came in front of Mora.

"And the consequences, no one can afford."

That pair of dark eyes stared at him quietly, as if containing an abyss, Mo La subconsciously looked away, not daring to meet his gaze.

Xiaya smiled, and took out a bottle of medicine from his body.

"This bottle of medicine can keep your people awake, be sure to let your people eat it while guarding him.

The formula, I have put it in the medicine bottle. "

Mo La took the medicine bottle, he was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Help you?" Shaar shook his head, "I'm not helping you."

"The things have been given to you, but whether you trust me or not is your own choice..."

He didn't continue to answer, because Shaar had disappeared in place before Mora could react.
Mo La looked at the medicine in her hand for a long time in silence, then he shouted.

"Madara!"

As his words fell, the steward of the house came in from the outside and bowed to Mo La.

"Take this thing to the cellar, and lock that thing in the cellar in here," he said.

Madara glanced at the glass ball he was pointing at, then nodded.

"Yes."

Then they began to invite people to start carrying the glass ball, and finally carried the sleeping god into it.

As time passed, the Sleeping God gradually woke up. He was in a coma for a long time, perhaps because he had lost the power of the gods, or maybe it was because of the special nature of the magic.

After he woke up, Mora also came to the cellar for the first time.

At this moment, Hypnos was locked in the glass ball, curled up naked, with his arms around his knees, as if sensing someone coming in, he raised his eyes and stared at Mora.

"you're awake?"

Mo La stood beside the glass ball, raised her head slightly, and said in a somewhat condescending tone.

"I know you, you are the god of sleep, Hypnos.

I captured you by magic. "

There was a smug smile on his face.

After being captured by humans, Hypnos seemed to have lost the arrogance he had before, and his eyes also lost the arrogance of the past. He just smiled with a slight disdain.

"Do you really think you caught me?"

Mo La naturally thought that he was unwilling to accept this fact, so she smiled disdainfully and continued.

"It's not you that I want to catch, but the god of death.

I want him to return my son Randall, who died in the plague. "

Mora took a deep breath and calmed down her emotions.

"If you can bring him back alive and kicking, I'll let you go."

Hypnos didn't speak. He lowered his head and said nothing more. It would be an insult to him to say a word to mortals.

"Can you do it?" Mora continued.

But Hypnos remained speechless.

Mo La bit her lip, suppressing the emotions in her heart, "It seems impossible."

After a pause, he said.

"So, what can you give me?
that power?wealth?Still immortal? "

But all he got was silence, and Mora took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.

"Then I'll wait until you speak.

Until then, I will enjoy the gift you gave me. "

After speaking, he turned his head away and returned to the ground.

For a moment, only Sleepy God and the two guards who were watching him were left in the entire cellar.

Sleeping God watched them quietly, feeling the magic on the glass cover, and remained silent.

And in his mind, Xia Ya's appearance, and what Thanatos told him before, about Sisyphus.
He didn't even see clearly how that existence made the move, he just pronounced his own fate like a judge in a court.

Then, this fate came true.
Hypnos had never imagined the existence of such a power.

He had actually been laughing at Thanatos' experience in the past, but at this moment, he felt very empathetic.

Hypnos is not some brainless guy. He and Thanatos are two inconspicuous little characters in the Greek pantheon.

It is not that He did not have times when he was subservient to others.

If he had known the ability of that existence, he might not have provoked it at all.

But now, it may be too late.

He knows when to release himself, regardless of the will of that human being.

But
that person's wishes
(End of this chapter)