savior epic

Chapter 45 For a Greater Ritual

Ode patiently cleaned the blood from the room.

He fetched two buckets of water, both from the kitchen tank. The mop was made of cotton cloth, which was very comfortable to handle. It cleaned about [-]% to [-]% of the water, and there were scabs stuck to it. Ode took a scythe and lit the stove. The crackling firewood rose, and after the water boiled, he dipped a cold rag into it, and he carefully wiped off every bit of residue.

One white and one yellow, two newly trained puppies, were bitten wantonly by the black dog. They couldn't get used to their bodies well, so the black dog tore off one ear and half of the tail affectionately.

From the middle of the night to the morning, the floor is finally clean. Ode, who has not slept all night, is very sleepy. Originally, he lived in a mansion with ten masters and servants. Except for two children, each of them was settled by Ode. Half your life is nothing to worry about.

When Ode returned to the bedroom, he faced the couple who were lying on the bed safely. With rich experience in makeup, he carefully concealed the remains of the two.

He took out a jar, which contained Abdul's blood, the blood that flowed out under extreme panic. For him, it was an excellent spiritual material.

Ode's fingers were stained with blood, and it spread to his lips, between his eyebrows and his collarbone.

After blowing a dog whistle, the black dog came running like an arrow wagging its tail, followed by two puppies.

He knelt down, stroked the dog's head, and opened the eyes of vision on his cheek.

The blood soaked to the heel of the finger, and Ode placed it on the mouth of the bottle and shook it in detail. His fingertips stuck to the ground that had just been cleaned, and mechanically outlined the silent mouth of the Temple of Suffering. The combination of five beautiful curves is so Evil, the black dog barked excitedly, and Oude couldn't help admiring the magnificence of the Lord of Suffering's authority.

The five lines connect the five sacrifices of the magic circle. As a bard who has lived a wandering life for many years, Ode has long learned to use local materials. With Abdul's blood as the base, black bread, cardamom, underage Broken nails of man, flakes of iron, silver.

This is a psychic ritual improved by the Ling Temple.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Ode pulled a bunch of dog hair from the black dog's tail and scattered it in the center of the silent mouth.

He knelt down in front of the magic circle devoutly, and opened his eyes of spiritual vision.

"From beyond the celestial kingdom,

The lonely shadow, for the great sufferer of the world,
Your humble follower, I pray for your guidance."

As soon as the prayer was recited, Ode's eyes were immediately bloodshot, and the whites of his eyes were quickly rolled out, accepting memories that did not belong to him.

His hands were raised involuntarily, twisted against the joints, and danced out of thin air in order to outline the corresponding scene, and rancid black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Watching this scene, the two puppies, yellow and white, were so frightened that they leaned together and collapsed on the ground.

I do not know how long it has been.

Ode's eyeballs are back in their sockets.

"There is a true church in that area, the church of the stupid. The priest is Manuel." He locked on a certain area.

Ode licked his lips and stood up, "The next sacrifice must be found to narrow the scope of the lock."

Seeing that the ceremony was over, the black dog barked happily, and lowered its head to lick the blood that drew the magic circle.

Ode kissed the pendant on his neck, held a rolled manuscript in his palm, and murmured: "O Lord of Suffering, your humble servant will definitely take back your authority. This matter is far above Christopher."

For a greater ceremony.

He received their god, the Lord of Suffering, from the will of the Kingdom of God.

The will of the Lord of Suffering is obscure, and it is difficult for the elders to decipher, but the only thing Ode knows is that there is an enemy of God here.

In the middle of the night, Chen Yi asked Christopher what happened the night the Holy Land fell.

Christopher is a first-hand witness, and he speaks a lot.

The pagans tore down the walls of Baiyincana, and the holy land that was supposed to be blessed by the gods fell. It was a bloody night. They slaughtered almost all male true believers who resisted, women, children, or individual strong men for sale. To be a slave, or to fill an army of servants.

Those pagan soldiers savagely broke into the Holy Silver Cathedral, smashed the statues of every saint, swept away almost all the gold and silver sacrificial vessels, scraped off the decorative gold, and even the icon pendants on the monks' necks were not spared. in difficulty.

"At that time, in order to protect the people hiding in the church, I handed over the only remaining holy relics to their leader, who was also the second-best in their mouths." Christopher said.

Chen Yi didn't get the information she wanted from his words, that is, the origin of Qianzhu Yunhai, and asked him for details.

Christopher told himself that the best way is to have a psychic.

Then, seeing that he was so persistent, the priest bit his finger to shed blood, and gave a drop of blood to himself.

"Son, don't forget your uncle."

The priest thought he was doing it for Uncle Raymond.

Chen Yi nodded slightly, without any other explanation.

After Raymond died in battle,

In the past five years, it's not that I haven't been to the Holy Land.

Raymond died to protect the Holy Land, and his body was buried there. The year-round cemetery behind the Holy Silver Cathedral is the fifth from the left in the seventh row. He has been there three times.The engraving on the tablet reads: Raymond Pugne, who has a noble character worthy of his surname, may the angels bless him.

Every time he went back to the Holy Land, Hedwig would feel lost for a while, and by chance, when his eyes fell on her, he could see the girl's sense of loss.

On the day before leaving, my younger sister would stop me, ponder for a moment, then pursed my lips and said to him, "Go and see mine by the way."

At this time, Chen Yi would often look at her lovingly, smile knowingly, and nod her head.

The sixth person from the left in the seventh row, on the tombstone made of gray stone, is engraved: Hedwig Pune, poor and lovely angel of our family, always will be.

Lying on the bed and recalling the events of last night, Chen Yi sat up with a puff.

Putting on the sandals that were simply sewn together from two pieces of cloth, he walked straight out of the room, and ran into Hedwig playing with the twin jellyfish he had brought back.

"Brother, it will spit bubbles when you say something bad." Hedwig said in surprise.

"Oh, what did you say?"

"I'll tell you all about my brother's unbelief." Hedwig blinked and said intentionally.

Chen Yi spread her hands helplessly.

The blond-haired girl of the Pune family touched the phantom's hand to the head of the twin jellyfish, which expressed its dissatisfaction with venom bubbles, and the rising bubbles passed through her palm one after another.

Hedwig twisted her body, put her hands together, and recited the proverbs in the scriptures to the jellyfish.

"All kindness should be appreciated. The kindness of the gods is the same as that of ordinary people, and there should be no difference. Goodness is divided into big and small, but it is natural for the big good to oppress the small good. This is not allowed by the Lord."

Soon, the twin jellyfish rolled its eyes happily, and opened its umbrella-like head.

Chen Yi remembered what Serena said before that twin jellyfish have two bodies, if they control two, they can send messages to each other in the hands of two people.

If the two people don't know each other, I don't know if this is possible. Will they be able to contact a hermit wizard like Gandalf?

Occult events are full of adventures.

Chen Yi coughed, diverting her sister's attention to herself.

"I'm going to go outside, go to the academy, and then do a little ceremony."

"Come back early." Hedwig urged.

"En." Chen Yi replied vaguely.

He was going to prepare for the psychic ceremony, and first went to the academy to get some materials.

After Chen Yi left, Hedwig chanted some evil things for a while, and chanted the scriptures for a while, seeing the way the jellyfish curled its eyeballs before it could spit bubbles, and thought it was really cute.

Poor twin jellyfish were tortured dizzy.

After playing for a while, Hedwig got tired of playing too. She sat down at the dining table and flipped through a certain knight literature.

She always did that when her brother was away.

She didn't notice that after the twin jellyfish who had heard her prayer recovered,

A certain eyeball glowed slightly.

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(End of this chapter)