Stop Calling Me!

She whispered about what the church was about to do.

"We have already started preparations, and the new sacrificial ceremony will be held the night after tomorrow. The Embers of Chaos Cult will sincerely dedicate gifts to the great Him. Before the sacrificial ceremony begins, I will let you know in advance."

It turns out that she came to me to talk about this matter.

It is equivalent to the department head reporting the work progress to the manager... but he also happens to be the chairman of the board.

Shen Yi didn't have many surprises, he nodded slightly, and said in a calm tone: "You have done a very good job, the great He will be happy for this."

He said suddenly: "Just before the sacrifice begins, I want to confirm on behalf of the Great Him whether your sacrifices are qualified and whether they will offend the Great Him."

The reason why Shen Yi asked this question was very simple. He wanted to completely rule out the possibility that it was the Ember of Chaos who "wanted to sacrifice Berlander".

Aina nodded, and answered without any doubts: "We will sacrifice an extremely miraculous fruit. It comes from under the black southern ocean, grows in the bottomless abyss where there is no sunlight all day long, and contains incredible power. Absolutely Satisfy the great Lord of Ashes."

Shen Yi breathed a sigh of relief, there was absolutely no need for Aina to deceive him, the sect that wanted to destroy the city was the Whisper of Silence.

Aina stared at the messenger of the gods in front of her. Every time she approached him, her back would heat up. This feeling was completely real.

He is the messenger of the gods, and he is closer to the Lord of Ashes than we are.

Aina was very curious about such an existence, but she didn't dare to say more, for fear that her inquiring would offend the other party.

"We'll get everything ready," was all she ended.

Aina left the coffee shop with four followers of Ember of Chaos.

Shen Yi waited until she left with the believers, and immediately locked the door of the coffee shop with a calm expression.

He made a cup of coffee, went back to the back room, and took out his pen and notebook.

"I didn't expect the next call to be so fast. After two months of rest, the schedule suddenly increased."

Shen Yi wrote down what happened throughout the day in his notebook.

There are too many things that happened today, and the contents of the records are very detailed. It can't be regarded as information compilation, but a daily diary.

"I actually started keeping a diary."

After writing everything down, he put the notebook back in the drawer.

Before I knew it, it was past twelve o'clock.

After a busy day, Shen Yi, who was physically and mentally exhausted, collapsed on the bed. After a short while, he fell asleep. The difficulty in falling asleep in the first few days did not exist at all.

-

The day after tomorrow, soon to come.

Shen Yi's experience in these two days was completely different from the past, and he felt the peace and harmony of daily life.

The peaceful life he had always dreamed of.

Even though he knew that he was going to be summoned by the cult again at night, Shen Yi didn't feel nervous at all, and even had a little expectation.

"What exactly is the fruit in Aina's mouth? I have never heard of it, and I don't know what kind of use it has."

Shen Yi only had a vague imagination about the fruit Aina mentioned.

On the one hand, his knowledge of mysticism is still too little, and on the other hand, Aina's statement is very vague.

Shen Yi was also very helpless, why couldn't they speak more straightforwardly and simply?

The original rain was a little lighter, and today more than a dozen guests came one after another.

Shen Yi greeted every guest with a smile, and concentrated on making coffee for them. They also enjoyed their leisure time in the coffee shop.

Ordinary people came to the coffee shop one after another, drinking coffee and relaxing. One of the female students who came here often took the initiative to discuss with Shen Yi about her life and her troubles.

Today, she annoyed her best friend sitting at the front table, and this incident seemed to be a big trouble for her.

Shen Yi dealt with it politely, guiding the girl with a smile all over his face, but there was always an inexplicable sense of alienation in his heart.

"This is the quiet life..."

Sometimes Shen Yi even has an illusion that what he travels to may be just an ordinary parallel world, and everything he experiences is just a delusion.

But when he saw the fortune ring in his hand, he knew that the experiences during this period were all true, and the people in this city were about to suffer catastrophe.

They have no idea.

Still like the busy ants in the nest, they do their best to fight for a small life and worry about getting a little food.

But they don't know that the flood is about to pour, and all the known world and everything they care about and cherish will be turned upside down.

Who can know tomorrow?

Only you know tomorrow.

In this way, the leisurely and peaceful day passed quickly, and the sky outside the window gradually darkened.

He took out his phone and checked the time.

July [-]th, twenty-three fifty-five.

"The scheduled summoning time is almost here."

Shen Yi closed the door of the coffee shop ahead of time, turned off all the lights, and sat on the seat by the window in the darkness.

There was a cup of lukewarm coffee on the table in front of him. He listened to the sound of the rain outside, calmly waiting for the call to come.

As time passed, Shen Yi took sips of coffee.

The torrential rain seemed to be a little smaller, and the sound of the rain in his ears gradually weakened. In the darkness, he felt more and more quiet and silent around him, as if the whole world was respectful of the darkness.

A flash of lightning lit up the sky!

"What about summoning?"

Picking up the cup again, I suddenly found that the coffee was finished, and I turned on the phone, and the time on it was about to approach one o'clock.

Shen Yi's face showed bewilderment and confusion, he couldn't figure out why the call hadn't come yet.

There was neither any vibration nor strange noise.

Nothing was perceived in his mind.

Apparently, it was the priest that the religious group had specially asked Aina to make an appointment with the "Envoy of God", but suddenly there was an unknown change.

Something is definitely going wrong with the Order of Chaos Embers.

A sense of uneasiness crept up his back, Shen Yi seemed to be in a completely unfamiliar environment suddenly, there seemed to be a voice mocking him in the darkness, trying to control the whole situation easily.

Shen Yi stood up slowly, once again feeling the distinct uneasiness.

The call did not come as expected.

Chapter 32 Chapter 32 Dispute

The Order of the Embers of Chaos is once again ready for the sacrifice of the Great Lord of Ashes.

The villa where the Lord of Ashes was summoned for the second time is no longer available.

There was too much movement and movement at that time, and the impact was huge.

Investigators from the Anti-Magical Bureau have found the villa, completely surrounded and sealed off.

All the nearby residents were questioned, and the investigators also tried to find the people who had been to the villa at that time. However, when the believers came, they used the invisible technique of the high priest to hide themselves, and no one or equipment noticed them.

The only flaw is the photo of Ina walking around on the street.

However, no one has gained much useful intelligence from the photos so far.

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July [-]th, twenty-three o'clock sharp.

On the south bank of the Taiwu River that crosses Berland, in the area of ​​West Berland, there is a spacious single-family villa in the suburbs.

Aina has been living here since the second summoning, and it is also the most used stronghold of the Chaos Ember Order in the past two months.

At the end of the third floor of the villa, there is a solemn and elegant crimson bedroom.

Aina sat on the big dark bed, recalling her past.

In the past few months, what she experienced was more thrilling than anything in the past. If it was half a year ago, Aina would never have imagined all this.

The believers downstairs are preparing for tonight's sacrifice, and everything is in order.

Although Aina decided to preside over the sacrificial ceremony, except for the last step of offering sacrifices, she didn't know anything about other tasks, so she could only be done by more professional high priests.

She was a little nervous, this was the third time to welcome the sacrifice of the God of the Other World, and Aina still remembered what happened the first two times.

But this time the sacrifice was presided over by herself.

At that time, she impulsively called out to preside over the sacrifice, and the surrounding believers were very surprised, but the high priest unexpectedly did not refuse her request after being shocked.

In the past two days, people's eyes on her have changed again.

Not just respect and fear, people seem to be trying to figure out her intentions and try to curry favor with her.

Aina clasped her hands tightly, and buried her little face in it. If she wanted to change the order and the situation of the children, she needed the help of the great Lord of Ashes.

Am I being too selfish, relying on the power of gods outside the world for everything?

Aina thought of the mysterious messenger in the coffee shop again, and he told himself that he could do whatever he wanted.

"I was chosen." She took a deep breath, cheering herself up.

After returning from the coffee shop, the red brand on her back was no longer hot, but Aina could feel that there was a desire to go to the coffee shop again deep in her heart.

It was as if there was a mysterious substance that attracted her, urging her little heart all the time.

Aina shook her head and didn't think about it anymore. She got up and opened the bedroom door, walked from the corridor to the stairs, and then went down the stairs.

When she came to the second floor from the stairs, she could see everything in the hall on the first floor from here.

Many believers were whispering in the hall. People seemed to be a little excited and uneasy. The excitement was due to tonight's sacrifice, while the uneasiness came from the quiet words.

Quite a few members of the Cult have died suddenly recently, but they can't even find a single enemy, and all members of the Quiet Whisper are well hidden.

The old high priest stood in the center of the hall, sensing her arrival, raised his head, and waved.

"come here."