Chapter 122 Antlers and Thunder

Dark, damp.

Like being immersed in a warm but sticky liquid, Gordon's consciousness was gradually dragged into a deeper level.

When Gordon woke up again, he found that someone had already arrived.

"Long time no see, Director Gordon..."

A low middle-aged woman's voice sounded: "Now should I call you Inspector Gordon?"

Gordon slowly opened his eyes and appeared in a space full of bright red light.

It was different from the waiting room for the full moon ceremony. It was not pure darkness here, but it seemed to be in the sea.

A fang-black crimson crescent moon hung above the nearly black crimson sky. And under their chairs that were high enough, there was a sea of ​​blood that rose and fell in rhythm like the sea, with a lot of white foam.

And in the middle of the nine chairs was a huge, fully armed silver-white knight stone sculpture. It looked about five or six meters tall, with the giant sword in front of him with both hands, like a stone tablet that penetrated the sky and the earth.

But its legs and the tip of the sword were stained red in the sea of ​​blood. It was shocking.

This was also Gordon's first time to perform the New Moon Ceremony.

The bloody smell that filled the environment made him unhappy. He subconsciously frowned slightly and looked to the left.

There were two people who arrived before him.

This meant that both of them were in Avalon and their overall level was higher than his.

The first one was a white-haired old man sitting upright in a simple black suit. His belly was so big that it was bulging even in a suit. The old man put his hands on his knees, which gave people a faint sense of oppression. Seeing Gordon appear, he nodded slightly to Gordon.

The second one was a middle-aged woman with a simple ponytail. She was wearing a gorgeous red dress, as if she was going to attend a banquet. But what was completely inconsistent with her temperament was the hideous and terrifying wild boar mask on her head.

——They are all acquaintances. Gordon thought.

Although they didn't have the chance to meet in the ceremony... but with just one glance, they could recognize who they corresponded to in reality.

They were all extraordinary people on the path of authority. Now they actually had the opportunity to meet in the promotion ceremony...

"...Yes, it's been a long time, Madam Red. We will be colleagues in the Inspectorate from now on."

Gordon also took the opportunity to ask back: "Which path are you going to take?"

"Love. Power leads to desire, and I have also reached the time of derivation."

Madam Red answered without hesitation: "Also, you should call me [Red] here."

"Then you should also call me [Thunder]."

Gordon responded: "By the way, your code name doesn't seem to have any meaning. Just this dress can recognize your identity."

"'Madam Red' is also a nickname, and I don't need to use a nickname to hide another nickname. Besides, I don't need to hide my identity - just like you."

Madam Red replied.

After that, she looked at the old man and said meaningfully: "Minister Drost... How should we call you here?"

"Deer Horn."

The Minister of Trade, whose surname is Drost, said in a deep voice: "I am going to be promoted to the Dusk Path this time.

"Although we are mortal enemies now, this is only the first advanced Crescent Moon Ceremony after all, and there is no price for failure. There is no need for everyone to fight to the death - we are both on the authoritarian path, and we know each other's real identities. Why don't we form a temporary alliance? Eliminate others first, and then we will decide the victory internally. "

"Not impossible."

Madam Red nodded: "Then let's not announce each other's true identities and paths to the outside world, just call each other by code names."

"Anyway, there are only three promotion quotas for the Crescent Moon Ceremony," Gordon agreed, "It's better than falling on foreigners... By the way, I am promoted to the Dedication Path this time."

"Dedication Path? Then do you know the art of illumination?" Madam Red asked.

"How is that possible," Gordon shook his head, "I'm not from the church. I don't want to cause trouble. "

"Do you have other healing abilities?"

"No."

Gordon answered without hesitation: "But I can protect you."

--Then you are not ashamed to say that you are on the path of dedication?

This is the first time she has heard that the extraordinary people on the path of dedication can't do any healing at all.

The words of Madam Red lingered in her throat for a while, but she swallowed them down in dismay.

When she heard that Inspector Gordon was going to be promoted to the path of dedication this time, she thought she had a chance to enjoy the assistance of the healer in the New Moon Ceremony-the extraordinary professions of the Path of Love usually have the characteristics of self-damage, which determines that it is very dependent on the healer.

Sure enough, the extraordinary people on the path of dedication who dared to participate in the New Moon Ceremony alone, None of them are serious devotees.

Just then, blood mist began to rise from the fourth seat.

The three of them immediately stopped talking and looked back at that seat.

"This is..."

Gordon quickly opened his eyes wide.

On the fourth seat, a sticky shadow flowed and condensed into a black figure wearing a blood robe.

"Hehehe..."

A low, roaring, hoarse voice like a lion just waking up sounded from the fourth seat: "You all arrived early..."

"...You are a demonologist, right?"

Gordon was very sure and said in a hostile voice: "Are you from the Noble Red Society?"

He was attacked by the Noble Red Society not long ago, and now his nerves are extremely sensitive.

He could tell at a glance that the color of this man's red robe was the color of blood. He even smelled a fishy smell. Materials for the New Moon Ceremony are not readily available, but materials obtained from the human body can replace six of them. It would be much simpler to just get the wax figure, snake, and mirror.

It's just dark now, and the only ones who can enter their ritual at this time are the extraordinary ones who are in Avalon... or even on the Glass Island.

Demonologists have a habit of killing people to obtain ritual materials. According to Gordon's understanding, the demonologist's advanced profession "Devil Incarnation" requires killing a large number of people and extracting materials from living people to perform rituals before it can be advanced. If you don't do such cruel things, demonologists can only be "scholars" at best.

Reincarnation as a powerful immortal demon is extremely tempting. Those demonologists who walk on the path of transcendence are almost unable to resist the call of the power of the path, trying to transcend the nature of life, beyond the limitations of life span and body, and move towards this inevitable ending. .

...However, even Gordon, who is well-informed, has never seen a demonologist who made such a move during the first promotion ceremony.

Even if he has extraordinary levels in other paths, he can only use the power of the transcendent path when advancing to the transcendent path.

How could a first-level demonologist have such a powerful demon?

"You are the demonologist of Star Antimony."

[Antlers] made an old and calm voice: "Who is your mentor?"

At this moment, Aiwass, including his hair... his whole body was covered by the liquid shadow demon.

The shadows dripping from the flakes of the shadow demon made his original short hair look like long black hair.

But Aiwass, who had just woken up, just raised his eyebrows.

You old guy is quite experienced.

He actually knew that a demon scholar from the orthodox Kingdom of Star Antimony could make a contract with a high-level demon in advance—he was summoned by a powerful demon scholar and then asked his apprentice to sign the contract. Whether the apprentice can control it or not is their own problem.

Those powerful demons who were tricked into making contracts with weak people would definitely be dissatisfied. Their disobedience and desire to escape from their owners' malice will put tremendous pressure on the young demonologists.

If they don't want to be backlashed by the devil, these young people can only do their best to show their talents. But these demons are far stronger than the level they are at, so no matter how they display, it is difficult to get the approval of the demons.

Just like being chased by wild beasts - these young demonologists will be constantly squeezed by the sense of crisis, forcing out the potential of the transcendent path to the greatest extent.

If you can't control it in the end, it will just be a waste of a student, and there are people like this all over the planet. Countless people aspire to become demonologists, change their own destiny and dominate the destiny of others. Anyway, the summoned demon is still there, just give it another owner.

After such repeated selections, every demonologist eventually cultivated controlled demons that were far more powerful than themselves, and had an extremely strong desire to transcend.

"Tell him, 'I don't know any mentor. Give me your identity or I won't answer any of your questions'."

Aiwass told Shadow Demon in his heart: "Remember to be fierce, it is best to appear reckless and arrogant - pretending to be the kind of person who seems to have low intelligence and is easy to take advantage of. Make a distinction with me."

Shadow Demon immediately responded with the voice of Miss Assassin in his heart: "Okay, Master."

Then, the black liquid on Aiwass's body resonated synchronously with the sound, making a low and heavily echoed sound like a lion's roar:

"You lack the most basic manners, old man. I don't need a mentor - tell me your name immediately, or I will let the demon eat your flesh!"

As "Aiwass" spoke, the sticky shadows on his body began to flow and condensed into a ferocious monster head. A blooming black flower opened on his raised face, and countless pitch-black teeth were entwined with a sinister black energy.

"...Oh, no. You are not a demonologist, you are a devil."

The old man said with great interest: "Devils possessed by shadow demons are really rare. We actually have such extraordinary beings in Avalon.

"Anyway, there's still time, so let's get to know each other, Mr. Shadow Demon. I'm Antlers, this is Thunder, and that's Red... Are you a newcomer? In this case, we might be able to cooperate. Let's exclude the others first... how?"

Devils are different from demonologists. If a demonologist contracts a powerful demon, he probably has a mentor.

But the possession of a demon by a demon is completely random - that is to say, a pure newcomer without a mentor may also be possessed by a powerful demon.

When Shikaku realized that this "demon" might be a newcomer, he immediately realized that Aiwass could be exploited. So his attitude immediately became very sincere, and it seemed like he didn't have much discrimination against transcending the path.

"Thunder" and "Red" on the side said nothing, just quietly watching the antlers' performance.

——You want to show off, right?

Aiwass realized that the confrontation of the New Moon Ceremony had already begun at this time.

"Old man, your attitude is very good. Then just pretend that I didn't say anything before."

So he narrowed his eyes slightly and let the shadow demon wrapped around his body respond in a natural manner: "Then you can call me Aleister...that's my name.

“Yes, I’m a newcomer. I come from the Noble Red Society and I’m attending the promotion ceremony for the first time today.”

This is the first chapter of today!

The second chapter is not finished yet, and will be posted at 6pm!