Stop Calling Me!

Shen Yi tried to control the fire, the white flames floated back and forth in mid-air, very fast, and could change into various shapes.

In the process of controlling the white flame, Shen Yi found some discomfort, which seemed to be because this power did not belong to him in the first place.

"Could it be that there is some kind of connection with the Lord of Ashes."

He had a preliminary judgment, because of the wrong summon, he got a small part of the power of the Lord of Ashes.

Shen Yi tried to put away the flame in mid-air, it immediately got into his palm again.

He picked up a pen and wrote it down in his notes.

"The wrong summon will allow you to get the relevant power of the true master."

The specific reason why he was summoned to the past, Shen Yi is still not clear, and there is very little information available so far.

But the appearance of this flame made Shen Yi heave a sigh of relief.

It's just a simple trick, and it's not easy to deceive the cultists. It's different if you have extraordinary power, even if it's non-lethal extraordinary power.

I don't know if the flame will become stronger and more lethal as the number of summons increases. If he can become strong enough, he no longer needs to hide.

He will smash the heads of anyone who dares to expose him as a fake.

In this way, he is naturally a real god.

Chapter 5 No one knows better than him

The streets of Bayland were extremely dark, and the torrential rain showed no signs of stopping overnight.

Ina turned another street and passed a dark alley.

A dozen men in black came out without warning, startling Aina, and the leader was the high priest of the sect.

The old man in the rainstorm had a gloomy aura, which made Aina's bare skin chill.

"come over."

He first took Aina into the alley, staring deeply at the fetish in her hand, the wrinkles on the old face stretched out.

"This is a gift from God. It has been a long time, hundreds of years since the last time."

The Lord of Ashes is a god of the "cup" nature, and will give his own food as a reward for the devout.

According to ancient legends, the burning blood is a world-killing element in the world where the Lord of Ashes lives, and it is also his food, possessing powers that ordinary people cannot understand.

Aina was still afraid, but immediately held up the fetish as if offering a treasure, and said expectantly: "The high priest..."

The high priest stared at the little girl, a little surprised that she didn't fall into madness, and ran here, and at the same time was annoyed by her recklessness.

Bayland is Nolan's capital, and the headquarters of the Anti-Magic Bureau is here. There are still patrolling investigators at night during heavy rain. If they come across it, the rare fetish that has been seen for hundreds of years will be lost.

What a silly little thing.

The high priest's cloudy eyes were like hooks, staring at the little girl sharply, but he didn't blame her: "Don't be afraid, tell me what happened?"

Aina nodded, and she excitedly told the high priest what she had seen and heard, about the coming of the Lord of Ashes, the oracle, and the gift.

Hearing this narration from the little girl, the high priest felt unbelievable.

God, has come?

The recorded arrival of the Lord of Ashes in history has only happened twice in total, each time the world has changed dramatically, cities have fallen, and countries have been shattered.

If what she said is true, this will be the third coming of the Lord of Ashes, and his coming is destined to make everything turbulent.

The world will usher in drastic changes.

This little guy, is what she said true?Something doesn't always feel right.

The high priest glanced down with cloudy eyes, and with a big question mark in his heart, he coaxed: "Very good, Aina, your contribution is very great."

When Aina received the high priest's praise, her face brightened, she was extremely happy.

She suddenly found that the High Priest stared at her silently for a long while, which made her take a few steps back and lowered her head subconsciously.

She didn't understand what the high priest's meaningful gaze meant.

High Priest, isn't he happy?

The container carrying the blood-colored lava was not too big or too small, just like an ordinary coffee cup, but the power contained in it was something he had never seen in three hundred years.

The high priest took a deep breath, knelt on the ground, and took the container of blood-colored lava from Aina's hand with trembling hands.

According to records, a heretical religious group in a small eastern town used the blood of God as a medical treatment, causing miracles to save many people, and finally created a heretical fake Son of God.

There are also related records in the Chaos Ember Order, which created the "Son of God" through the injection of "burning blood".

He said to himself: "We can use similar ideas to create a true Son of God."

Holding the container, the high priest stood up slowly. He looked at Aina, his eyes gradually burning, and Aina backed away in fear.

The right candidate was obvious, and she was the first experimenter in the operation.

Ninety percent of the surgery to create the "Son of God" may result in death, but the high priest doesn't care about her life or death.

He didn't believe that God would send down the oracle "tell her to live".

After all, no one knows the Lord of Ashes better than him.

The "oracle" that she relayed just now is likely to be fabricated by herself.

He is a great existence that is incomprehensible to human beings and has nothing to do with good or evil. It is impossible to pay special attention to a certain person.

It's like humans basically don't single out an ant and order other ants to protect it.

The high priest knew the "cause and effect" as soon as she thought about it. Her motive was simple. She wanted to survive and improve her status in the church.

It's really a little thing with a lot of thought.

Aina crossed her arms and raised her head in confusion, her wine-red pupils were like glowing gems.

What will happen to me in the future?

She doesn't fully know her future, but she still has small expectations, hoping to have the opportunity to live in the outside world.

He has made a contribution to the church.

want to grow up.

Little joy sprouted from the bottom of her heart, and Aina thanked the Lord of Ashes from the bottom of her heart for giving herself the chance to change her life.

The high priest pondered for a while, staring at the coffee cup-shaped container in his hand, what should be done with the container carrying the gods?

Holy things.

This is a very valuable sacred artifact, which must be hidden and passed on from generation to generation as the most noble sacred object of the order, so that the strongest warriors and their descendants will guard it forever.

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With the order of the High Priest, Aina went to another stronghold of the Order in Bayland.

She was put on a black poncho. Her body was too small, but the poncho was too big. In the end, half of it was dragged on the ground.

Aina walked out from the alley hesitantly. There were two men in black ponchos in front of her and behind her.

In the torrential rain, Aina followed the people in black through the deserted streets and walked for about half an hour to a remote villa.

The door of the villa opened slowly, and the blond middle-aged man showed half of his face, staring at Aina standing in the middle for a long time.

Aina lowered her head subconsciously.

"Come in."

The five of them entered the villa together in the rain, and Aina's heart was pounding.

She looked around curiously. It was a very big house, which seemed to be half the size of an orphanage.

It looks different from orphanages and churches. The furniture and structure in this house are very beautiful.

Aina looked around carefully, and suddenly had an unrealistic fantasy in her heart.

It would be great if I and my parents could live in this big house, even if it was only for one day...

There are already more than a dozen people in the villa, all wearing weird masks on their faces, most of them are laughing expressions.

They all stood and waited for a long time, and they immediately became excited when they saw Aina coming, and couldn't wait to start asking questions.

"Is she the one who is going to undergo surgery?"

"Has God really descended? What about gifts?"

"Did you see it with your own eyes or..."

Everyone present couldn't believe it. After all, only the little girl who was offered as a sacrifice saw the coming of God alone.

One of the four men in black stepped forward and showed a black iron kettle.

"Doctor Norn, the High Priest needs you to perform an operation."

The man in black gently put the iron pot on the table, put on white gloves solemnly, opened it very carefully, and slowly took out the things inside.

The container, like a coffee cup, carried a blood-colored thing like lava, and the boiling power even distorted the surrounding pictures and words.

The people in the villa all held their breath and stared greedily at the fetish, even though they were dizzy because of it, they were reluctant to let go of their eyes.

After just showing it for a few seconds, the man in black immediately put the container back into the iron pot, quickly closed the lid of the black iron pot, and screwed it three times until it was completely locked.

The man who opened the door was Dr. Norn.

He took a deep breath, the joy was fleeting, and his tone was still calm.

"It's hard to imagine that the sacrifice this time was so successful...Why? What is the reason for the success of the sacrifice? I thought this day would never come."

Dr. Nuoen approached Aina while talking.

He calmly reached out to touch her right eye, gently opened the upper and lower eyelids, carefully observed the wine-red eyes, and indifferently ignored the panic and begging for mercy.

"Because of her hair color and eyes? Could it be that the Lord of Ashes likes..."

The overly arrogant and rude behavior made Aina very uncomfortable. She trembled and wanted to retreat, but her body did not dare to move.

Doctor Norn let go of the little girl and looked at her condescendingly. "According to what the high priest said, let her become the Son of God."

"Son of God" is not the real heir of the gods, but just a title within the religious order.