A piece of white paper depicting a complex and mysterious symbol, like two entangled snakes.
On the table, there are two candles.
One is placed on the symbol of the "Twin Snakes" and the other is placed in the center of the table.
This is the "dual method" in the ritual magic arrangement method, which is often used to hold sacrificial ceremonies.
The candle in the center of the table represents the person offering the sacrifice, while the one on the symbol represents the object of the prayer.
With the help of ceremonial silver daggers, water, coarse salt and other materials, Admissor followed the process taught by Valeela to create a "spiritual wall" surrounding the wooden table.
After rubbing spirituality and matter and lighting two candles in turn, he recited in ancient Hermetic language:
"Luck incarnate;"
"The monster who foresaw the future;"
“The plague that spreads misfortune;”
"Witness of all fates of Backlund;"
"A warden of chaos and madness."
"Thy faithful servant beseeches thy gaze;"
"I beg you to accept his offering;"
“I pray that you will open the gates of your kingdom.”
Ancient mantras echoed within the spiritual walls, stirring up swirling winds and bringing shock waves of natural power.
Admissor endured the pain as if his skin had been scratched by a knife, and sprinkled a tube of unknown blood rich in spirituality into the strong wind.
Woo!
The strong wind became more and more violent, but it was no longer fierce, and was dyed in two colors: silvery white and deep black.
Constantly colliding and merging, the two winds of different colors threw into the candle that represented the object of prayer, expanded and tore out an illusory door of normal size, with the symbolic symbol of "Twin Snakes" engraved on the surface.
Seeing this scene, Admissor quickly handed a cup full of cold ice cream, together with a piece of parchment, to the illusory door with his head lowered and holding his hands in both hands.
…
Ten o'clock at night.
Backlund, North District, second floor of the house at No. 66 Dalton Street.
A little boy less than ten years old suddenly woke up from his sleep, with a slightly surprised look on his face.
He turned over and sat up, rubbing his left calf, which was obviously too thick, and the pores of his eyes were stained with a silvery white color.
"It's a weird thing, but it's also a good thing."
He chuckled lowly and stretched out his hand to make a pushing motion.
…
Bang!
In the unreal sound, the illusory door made of wind and light opened, with deep darkness behind it.
A burst of suction suddenly appeared and disappeared instantly, rolling the ice cream and parchment in Admissor's hand into the illusory door of sacrifice.
The next moment, the illusory door disappeared, the strong wind stopped, and the candlelight returned to its original state.
Admissor extinguished the candles to end the ceremony according to the normal procedure, then opened the door and entered the connected master bedroom from his own small bedroom.
This is the room where Harold stays temporarily. At this time, Valeela is also waiting at the door.
Seeing Admissor coming out, Valeela immediately asked, "What was the result?"
"The sacrifice was successful," Admissor looked a little confused, "but it is different from what you expected. There is no corresponding gift."
Valila thought for a while and arranged:
"Well, you go and have a good sleep, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."
"Same for you, Harold."
She had already explained what needed to be explained in advance, so after talking about the arrangements, Valeera left directly from the balcony again.
There are two main reasons why this sacrificial ceremony has been delayed until now.
Firstly, it was because Valeera had not completely made up her mind before, and secondly, it was also because Admissor’s learning progress was too slow.
Even if she knew clearly that the "young" angel, Will Asceptin, was not a ferocious high-ranking being, and his current condition was not very good, Valeela had no intention of sacrificing to her personally.
Her idea was to stay as far away from high-ranking beings as possible, well, unless she was forced to.
Valeela wrote a letter to the "baby" angel Will.
In the letter, she expressed her two requests in simple words, hoping to receive "the gift of fate."
During the time when Admisor was learning the sacrificial ritual, Valeera thought carefully about it many times and determined that she could not accomplish what she wanted to do without the help of a high-ranking person.
There are two high-ranking beings who can help Valeera complete her plan.
One is the "young" angel Will, and the other is the "mysterious queen" Bernadette.
As long as she is willing to take risks, Valeela is 100% sure that she can convince Huang Beibei, the "Prophecy Master" of Sequence 3, to provide help... But the risk is really high.
Therefore, Valeera finally chose Will, who was less confident.
Looking at it now, since Will accepted the sacrifice, the possibility of helping is very high.
She would most likely enter Admisor's dreams and give "gifts", which is why Valeera let him sleep and rest.
…
North District, second floor of the house at 66 Dalton Street.
Will Auceptin leaned on the upright pillow, sipping the ice cream on his left hand and reading the letter on his right hand.
After a moment, he smiled silently, stuffed the letter under his pillow, and after eating the ice cream, he lay down on the bed.
In the middle of the night, Will Auceptin suddenly woke up and said to himself in confusion:
"How could her dreams be so dangerous?"
Forget it, just change the goal... With this thought, Will Auceptin closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
…
In the morning, Valeera woke up from her sleep and felt that her condition was recovering well.
According to this rhythm of performance, she can recover her damaged body in time every day. As long as she continues, it is only a matter of time before the magic potion in her body is fully digested.
It's just a bit inefficient, well, and it's unlikely to be completely smooth sailing.
In the morning, Admissor found an opportunity to report to her:
"Miss, I got a response."
"Last night, I dreamed of a barren black plain, a towering black spire, with a slowly squirming silver-white snake coiled on it, looking at me with cold, ruthless red eyes."
"I entered the steeple, went up and down the stairs, passed through walls after walls, and passed through locked doors one after another. Finally, I found something in a dark corner. A piece of parchment."
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"On that piece of paper, the magic potion formulas of 'monsters' and 'machine' are recorded!"
"I remember, but are they correct?"
After hearing the expected good news as she wished, Valeela smiled easily and asked:
"Can't you feel it yourself if it's the right formula?"
"Yes," Admissor nodded, looking a little excited, "I feel they are correct."
"Then they are correct," Valeela said with a smile.
