In the basement of a suburban villa in the south of Britannia.
This is a wine cellar, but there is no wine placed here at the moment. A group of men and women gathered in front of an ancient magic circle, repeating the spell that Hypnos just heard.
"In this darkness, in this darkness."
They were wearing black hooded robes, their appearance was hidden under the hood, and they were holding candles in their hands. The wine cellar was extremely dark, with only the flickering light brought by these torches, giving it the feeling of a weird cult ritual. .
The only person not wearing a hood was an old man with gray hair and beard, who seemed to be the host of this ceremony.
He took out a coin from the waiter's plate on one side and recited a spell.
"I'll give you a coin made of stone!"
Then he threw the coin into the magic circle and took out a knife from the plate.
"I'll give you a knife from the mountain."
Then, he put the knife against the blood vessels in his wrist and cut it open.
"I give you the blood that flows from my veins."
Blood flowed from his wrist and dripped into the magic circle.
"I'll give you a song stolen from the dirt."
He took out a feather from the plate and said in an excited voice.
"I'll give you back a feather plucked from an angel's wing!"
As he spoke, he raised the feather in his hand high.
"For you to stand in the sky!"
He released his grip on the feather, and the feather slowly fell with the wind, landing just in the center of the magic circle.
The men in black robes around him were still repeating the spell just now.
The moment the feather fell, it actually began to float straight up in violation of gravity.
This scene made the faces of the spell casters around them show a little excitement, and the speed of chanting the spell also accelerated a little.
The old man who presided over the ceremony came to his senses. He raised his hands and his tone became a little more passionate.
"I call you with poison! I call you with pain!"
The feather ignited flames in mid-air, and was instantly burned into a thick smoke, while surging magic power vibrated around it.
"I opened the door, I opened the way!"
The lines of the magic circle under their feet gradually lit up with the brilliance of magic, and even automatically ignited flames, lighting up the dark wine cellar. The pages of the magic book placed on one side were vibrated by the magic like the wings of a bird. General page turning.
"I call you in the name of the old master!
Maura Maberry calls you! "
In the sky above the magic circle, magic power mixed with fine black sand surged in it, like a non-Newtonian fluid.
The breeze blew against the hair and clothes of people around, and people looked at this scene in a daze.
These people are not professional magicians.
Including the old man. He only started to get in touch with mystery because his son died in the plague in the south. In the early years, he had found nothing until he obtained an ancient magic book not long ago.
He wanted to summon the God of Death to retrieve his son.
He drew these magic circles based on the descriptions in the magic book and held such a ceremony, but unexpectedly, it actually succeeded.
But obviously, although he succeeded, he summoned the wrong person.
"come on!"
he shouted excitedly.
As Mora finished speaking, the fine black sand transformed into a human figure and landed in the center of the circle. It was Hypnos who was still on the battlefield of the Spanish Empire before!
But at this moment, he had lost consciousness and was as defenseless as an ordinary person.
Maura's eyes widened, as did the people around her. The old man's eyes were complicated, including excitement, anxiety, and fear.
He walked around Xiuponos, and after confirming that he was unconscious, he suppressed the fear in his heart and slowly squatted down and carefully stretched out his hand.
He took a bag from Hypnos' side, held the bag and poured it down, pouring out some black sand.
"A bag of sand," he muttered.
He continued to turn around and tried to take off the ruby hanging around his neck. He was very careful and tried not to touch the magic circle.
The magic circle is a prison circle that can seal the power of God.
The ruby is large and crystal clear, as if it contains some mysterious power.
It seems that the person who took away the two things in the center of the magic circle didn't respond, and his courage gradually began to grow.
"Let me see what other treasures you have."
He directly reached out and pulled off the robe He was wearing. He was not wearing anything under the robe, leaving His body exposed.
Finally, Mora reached out and took off his gas mask-like helmet. This time, Hypnos' body could be said to have been stripped naked.
He looked at the helmet carefully. Although he didn't know what it was used for, it was certainly not a mortal thing that a god could wear.
Mora looked around and then at Hypnos on the ground.
"We will wait for this distinguished guest to wake up before making our request."
Then he took those things and turned towards the stairs.
"Guards, watch Him for me."
Hypnos was lying naked in the center of the magic circle. When he woke up and found his current situation, his pride would probably be shattered to pieces.
He was trapped by a group of amateur magicians using amateur magic, and even had his artifact taken away, and was imprisoned here.
This is due to the fact that there are not many gods in this world now, but He will inevitably become the laughing fruit among all gods...
…
Although Hypnos is not dead, the disappearance of the God of Sleep also caused quite a stir in the world.
Some people fell into a long slumber from which they could not wake up.
That was caused by the nightmare that lost the control of the God of Sleep and acted recklessly in the dream world.
These people are gradually increasing as time goes by, and a disease called "narcolepsy" is spreading around.
Maura Marbury, who imprisoned the sleeping god, was a noble from the south. Because of the war, no one was planting the fields, so the finances were not very good, but the foundation was still there.
Especially that villa, which together with the courtyard should cover an area of several thousand square meters. The interior of the entire villa is in Baroque style, which is very gorgeous.
Xia Ya came to the villa at this moment, but at this moment he changed his clothes, a black suit, holding a cane in his hand, and wearing a high hat on his head.
The hair also turned back to its original black color.
He looked around in the hall at the stylishly decorated house. There were many bookshelves and ornaments around it. Some of the ornaments had the characteristics of local witchcraft. It could be seen that the owner of the house was very interested in mystery.
However, there is obviously not a single magic object among these ornaments.
"Do I know you?"
A voice came from behind Char. Mora stood in the open corridor on the second floor and frowned at Char. She was wearing pajamas.
"I don't know you, but I know you very well, Maura."
Char said with his back to Mora.
"And also know the creature you imprisoned in the cellar very well."
Maura's eyes were a little more wary, "You want to threaten me?"
With that said, he also walked down from the second floor.
"No, you're wrong. I'm here to help you." Xia Ya turned her head and stared at him, "Besides, you need a lot of help now."
He turned his head and walked forward slowly, entering a room that was his office.
Mora frowned and followed Chara and walked in...
“There are real benefits to keeping a god around, but you also have to be careful.”
Xia Ya sat on the armchair in the office.
"Do you know Him?" Maura asked with a frown.
Char nodded in disbelief, "His name is Hypnos, the God of Sleep."
"The God of Sleep?" Mora's frown deepened, "Isn't he the God of Death?"
"What do I need from a god who controls dreams?"
Xia Ya watched him quietly, and he could feel the arrogance he exuded from the inside out. This may also be the reason why he had the courage to try to capture a god.
In his eyes, even God is just a tool.
When Hypnos comes out, this old man will definitely not end well.
However, this was none of his business. All he had to do was teach Him a lesson.
"Don't underestimate Him." Xia Ya said quietly, "Everyone has dreams, which are just like death. Moreover, He is the younger brother of Death."
"You took away his robes, his helmet, sandbags and rubies, right?" Xia Ya's eyes flashed, "With these things, you can borrow his magic power, which can extend your life and also It allows you to control others.”
Like the God of Death, it is difficult for the God of Sleep to come to the world, so he also needs to divide his divine power, but compared to the Great Death God, who divides his divine power among the other Gods of Death.
The God of Sleep is very smart. He lodges his divine power in these treasures, so these treasures actually represent part of the God of Sleep's divine power.
He had fought in Death before and was bombarded by Arthur's light cannon. Now that he had lost these divine treasures, he was already much weaker than before.
"But you must not let him escape."
"The prison cell is intact," the old man said.
"No, that's not enough."
Xia smiled and shook his head. He raised his hand, and a huge glassware appeared on the ground on one side.
Some look like a globe, but without a map, just a round glass ball.
“You need to lock him in here whole.
He must not let anyone fall asleep in front of him, no one, otherwise he will sneak into that person's dream. "
Chara stood up and came to Maura.
"And no one can bear the consequences."
Those dark eyes stared at him quietly, as if they contained an abyss. Mora subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at him.
Xia Ya smiled and took out a bottle of medicine from his body.
"This bottle of medicine can keep your people awake. Make sure your people take it while guarding Him.
I've already put the formula in the medicine bottle. "
Maura took the medicine bottle. He was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said.
"Why are you helping me?"
"Help you?" Xia Ya shook his head, "I'm not helping you."
"The things have been given to you, but it is your own choice whether to trust me or not..."
He did not continue to answer, because before Maura could react, Char had already disappeared from the spot.
Maura looked at the medicine in his hand and was silent for a long time, then he shouted.
"Madara!"
As he finished speaking, the housekeeper of the house walked in from outside and bowed to Maura.
"Take this thing to the cellar and shut up the thing in the cellar," he said.
Madara glanced at the glass ball he pointed at, then nodded.
"yes."
Then he started to greet people to start carrying the glass ball, and finally carried the God of Sleep inside.
As time goes by, the God of Sleep gradually wakes up. He has been in a coma for a long time, perhaps because he has lost his divine power, or perhaps because of the special nature of that magic.
After he woke up, Mora also came to the cellar immediately.
At this moment, Hypnos was curled up naked in a glass ball, with his hands around his knees. As if he noticed someone coming in, he raised his eyes and stared at Mora.
"you're awake?"
Maura stood beside the glass ball, raised her head slightly, and said with a slightly condescending tone.
“I know you, you are the god of sleep, Hypnos.
I captured you with my magic. "
There was a smug smile on his face.
After being captured by humans, Hypnos seemed to have lost the arrogance he had before, and his eyes had also lost the arrogance of the past. He just smiled slightly disdainfully.
"Do you really think you caught me?"
Maura naturally thought that he was unwilling to accept this fact, so he smiled disdainfully and continued.
“Actually, it’s not you that I want to catch, but the God of Death.
I want Him to return my son Randall, who died in the plague. "
Maura took a deep breath and calmed down her emotions.
"If you can bring him back alive and kicking, I'll let you go."
Hypnos didn't speak. He lowered his head and stopped talking. Any more words from a being like him to a mortal would be an insult to himself.
"Can you do it?" Maura continued.
But Hypnos remained speechless.
Maura bit her lip and suppressed her emotions, "It seems like it can't be done."
After a pause, he said.
"So, what can you give me?
that power? wealth? Or immortality? "
But all he got was silence. Maura took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.
“Then I’ll wait until you speak.
Until then, I will enjoy the gift you gave me. "
After saying that, he turned away and returned to the ground.
For a moment, only the God of Sleep and the two guards watching him were left in the entire cellar.
The God of Sleep watched them quietly, feeling the magic on the glass cover and remaining silent.
And in his mind, Char's appearance emerged, as well as what Thanatos had told him before about Sisyphus.
He didn't even see clearly how that being acted, he just pronounced his fate like a judge in a court.
Then, this fate came true.
Hypnos had never imagined the existence of such a power.
He had actually been laughing at Thanatos's experience in the past, but at this moment, he felt extremely empathetic.
Hypnos is not a brainless guy. He and Thanatos are two inconspicuous little characters in the Greek pantheon.
It is not that He never had times when He was humbled by others.
If he had known about that existence's ability, he might not have provoked it at all.
But now, maybe it's too late.
He knows when to release Himself, regardless of the human will.
Rather
that person's wishes
(End of chapter)
