I just covet their strength

Chapter 378: Holy Marriage of the Sky
Westhead was not surprised by the wedding. After realizing that this time and space was the entertainment venue of the gods, he knew that this would happen and he would definitely not be able to escape.

But to his surprise, the setting of this wedding was not based on the rituals of the ancient Xuli, but a pure wedding of the people of the Sky.

In other words, the setting of the time and space background has changed again. Is it the Kingdom of the Sky?
Westhead had no objection to this. Since Evening Prayer liked it, he just had to obey.

This was undoubtedly a wedding of the highest standard among the Sky Kingdom people. Not only was it held in the [Scarlet Throne], but the witnesses were all the elders and kings of the Sky Kingdom.

The hanged men soaked in nutrient solution were canned. Through the glass, Westhead could only see the emerald green liquid and a mass outline, and could no longer distinguish anything else.

In the etiquette of the Kingdom of the Sky, the more important the witnesses at the wedding are, the more grand and solemn the ceremony will be.

After glancing at the kings twice, Westhead stopped paying attention and waited quietly for evening prayers.

The melodious hymns failed to divert Westhead's expectations. The wait of no more than twenty minutes seemed like a year.

When Evening Prayer's figure appeared in Westhead's sight from across the creek, everything seemed to stop.

The girl put on her wedding dress.

The jet-black wedding dress is tightly bound around the waist and wraps around the upper body and arms. It is neither shoulder-exposed nor back-exposed, let alone low-cut. However, even though it covers her so tightly, it has a mysterious charm because of the intricate hollow gauze patterns.

Below the waist is a fluffy long skirt. The purple-black skirt still has the unique exquisite and morbid patterns and decorations of the Sky People. The deep red magic patterns seem to be alive, glowing slightly with the breathing. Every step that Evening Prayer takes seems to be dragging a blooming flame on the ground.

The gray hair was tied into a ponytail with a scarlet crystal head ornament. Today, Evening Prayer completely untied her long hair and tied four small braids between her temples. The rest of her hair fell like a waterfall behind her. She wore a silver crown on her forehead, and below that was a delicate and lovely face.

I don't know if it's because she's been wearing makeup, but the face that I've seen many times now fascinates Westhead. Fair skin, pretty features, gorgeous red eyes, thin eyebrows that look like a touch of silver frost, and... The inorganic expression when I first met Evening Prayer, the difference from the first time I met Evening Prayer is that the girl's eyes are slightly misty, and she no longer has the cold and exiled feeling that keeps people away from her.

"Westhead."

The gentle call brought Westhead back to reality. Looking at the pretty face so close to him, he realized that he had been distracted for too long.

“Evening Prayer.”

Westhead replied subconsciously, and then felt at a loss. Fortunately, he didn't have to remember the steps of the wedding. The kings came forward to preside over it:

[God Ancestor, please bless.]

[Under the sky, the people of the sky made a blood oath to multiply the branches of the sky.]

[Please share your feather blood, and from now on you two will be partners]

Unlike the complicated pre-wedding preparations and costumes, the wedding process of the Sky People was very brief. The kings only said a few words and then jumped to the key ceremony.

In fact, the whole wedding is just for this ceremony.

Westhead watched as Evening Prayer opened the small box he had been holding in his arms, revealing pieces of glowing metal wings.

This is the soul bone. After thousands of years of iteration, the ancient technology has become the most important part of every Sky Citizen. It can even be called a container of the soul. Whether it is the Sky Mecha or other uses of the Tao, it is achieved through the soul bone.

"Weiss, hold my hand."

Evening Prayer said, guiding Westhead step by step to take the wings out of the box with her, and then the servant beside her brought a dagger and two wine glasses, which were half filled with silver liquid.

Evening Prayer held Westhead's hand and slowly cut the wing with a dagger. Bright red blood dripped out, ripples appeared on the surface of the wine glass, and the silver liquid turned scarlet in an instant.

For ordinary Sky People, this is enough. The Winged Blood Oath is a ceremony that allows Sky People to share power and life through special secret medicine, but the prerequisite is that both parties must be Sky People.

But if one party is a foreigner, then the Winged Blood Oath will change a little. Westhead suddenly understood why it must be a Sky People's wedding.

The Kingdom of the Sky is the only country in the world that requires monogamy. Their wedding is extremely serious and only happens once in a lifetime. What's more, they even share lives, so if one person dies, both die.

Westhead was an alien, so in order to make the ceremony perfect, Evening Prayer drained the blood from half of the wing, drop by drop.

Then, Evening Prayer took the dagger in his own hand and said:

"Westhead, hold my hand."

Without further explanation, Westhead immediately understood what he meant and used a dagger to cut a small wound on his wrist, letting the blood flow into the two cups. After treating the wound, Westhead and Evening Prayer each took a wine glass.

【Please follow us】

"The blood of my blood."

Evening Prayer raised his glass high, his rosy red eyes staring intently at Westhead.

"Blood of your blood."

Westhead also spoke, and only the girl's face was left in his eyes. The melodious hymns and the cool breeze around him brought a magical feeling, as if standing here and the oath with the girl in front of him were extremely sacred.

“My left wing is your right wing.”

“My right wing is your left wing.”

"Our wings are a pair of reflections." X2
"Under the witness of the sky, the stars, the moon, and the gods, we enter into a marriage contract."

Evening Prayer blinked: "What's the time limit?"

Even though he knew this was part of the wedding, Westhead couldn't help but tremble in his heart and said:
"eternal."

"Eternal eternity?"

"Eternal eternity."

"Until the end?"

"Until the end."

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The question and answer between the two continued for a long time, as if it was a nursery rhyme. When Westhead exhaled his last slightly painful breath, the voice of the kings came:

[Drink the feather blood, from now on you will wait]

"A pair of wings." X2
Westhead and Evening Prayer said this at the same time, and then they raised their heads and drank the secret medicine in the golden cup together.

Originally, Westhead thought that the taste of the secret medicine mixed with blood would be strange, but after taking it, his taste buds immediately responded with a familiar stimulation.

"Ah, that's true."

"Hmm? Westhead, what did you say?"

Evening Prayer put down the golden cup, raised his eyes and asked.

Her snow-white skin seemed to still be covered with pearl-like lubricity, and there was some wine residue next to her small cherry lips.

Westhead smiled and said, "I say, our meeting is indeed destined. All that you expect can be realized here. It's okay."

After he finished speaking, Westhead leaned over and hugged Evening Prayer's delicate body and kissed her cherry lips.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

There was no such thing at the wedding. Evening Prayer was startled, but then she also put her arms around Westhead's neck and kissed her lover passionately.

The kings who were presiding over the event did not interrupt this sudden situation.

A minute later, the two separated. Westhead looked at Evening Prayer's slightly flushed face and frowned brows, and almost couldn't help but kiss her again.

[Now, you can go to the Crimson Throne to greet the dawn. May the first ray of sunshine bless you.]

(End of this chapter)