Pastor's Tantra

Chapter 609 Lunar Eclipse Ceremony

On February 28, the new moon rose into the sky.

Sherlock was quietly reading the secret book in the corner of Aiwas's room. Aiwas was preparing for this unique promotion ceremony.

The reason why he came to guard Aiwas's promotion ceremony was because Lily's separation had reached the most critical moment.

The full moon will wither and die as the moon phases change. Just like flowers turn into fruits, they use their existence to breed new life. And that fruit is the new moon... the egg without light.

It will eventually grow by eating light, and with the sunrise and sunset, it will become the next full moon again.

The "Egg Moon Secret" tells the art of moon phase changes, self-division, and self-breeding.

Because of this, the birth of the "new self" must be completed on the night of the new moon.

But he did not faint on the ground directly.

Aiwas snorted lightly and started the ceremony.

Sherlock murmured.

He has experienced this feeling.

It seems that something is sweeping over him.

Aiwas sighed: "You might as well ask earlier."

As Aiwas chanted, the gem on his chest suddenly lit up with emerald green light.

White dove. Deep blue fish. Green snake.

At this moment, Aiwas felt that his body had fallen into a weak state. A "cold burning" burned from under his skin, as if he had a high fever. Compared with the pain of a low fever, a high fever would give him a sense of tranquility like being in the ocean. Aiwas's mind became colder and more rational, as if he was controlling this body from a higher perspective.

Then Sherlock was the only one who could help Aiwas guard the promotion ceremony.

When facing the wind, it was difficult to get oxygen when breathing. Sherlock gasped and felt an increasingly strong sense of suffocation. The messy things in the room trembled, fell, and became a mess, but they did not approach the ritual array under Aiwas. When they get close, they will be blown away by a storm.

——The next moment, Sherlock suddenly felt a sense of fear.

It was the first time he had seen such a loud promotion ceremony——even the Pillar God came personally.

Evans raised his hands and chanted loudly: "I praise the birds and fish, and the crawlers on the ground with hundreds of claws and thousands of scales!

On the other side, Lily looked up at the lightless moon: "The time has come..."

Sherlock stared at the secret book intently, and suddenly asked: "Do you need my help?"

"No problem?"

"I praise three times and worship three times. I soak my eyes with snake bile and cover my body with bird blood. I bathe in sea water!

"In the lightless woods, I will grow wings and scales——"

The wheelchair that Aiwas had prepared and pushed to the side of the ceremony site was not used at all. When the storm just started, the wheelchair ran away by itself.

The ritualist believes that, if the factors of disease and pain are excluded, the weaker the body, the stronger the soul. Therefore, when a person is about fifty years old, his soul is the strongest, which is also the strongest age for ritualists and wizards.

The last time was in Eagle Point Village, Aiwass unfolded the "Ritual: Trial of Odin" in front of him. When the thunder struck, Sherlock felt this kind of fear for a moment. The body will tremble uncontrollably, and the limbs will tremble weakly.

As he chanted, the wind suddenly blew in the room with closed doors and windows, and all the lights were blown out. In the dark space, only a green star rose slowly, emitting a sharp cross-shaped light.

Sherlock lowered his head to read the book, and casually said: "No one can hurt you unless I die."

If it is later, people will start to get sick. The pain and worries brought by a large number of chronic diseases will gradually wear away the luster of the soul. After that, people will age rapidly because the weakening of the soul is reflected in the body... At the same time, the severe wear and tear of the brain will also affect the soul in turn.

When the pillar gods cast their eyes, their gaze itself is like a spell that affects the mind.

After the first part of the ritual array was drawn, he began to write the second layer with sea water. Then he wrote the third layer with snake bile, and then wrote the top layer with bird blood.

After writing all of them, Aiwas stood in the middle of the ritual array.

Aiwas's voice became unclear in the increasingly violent storm: "I am the only one who walks alone--"

They symbolize the sky, the ocean, and the earth respectively, and the common point is that they are all creatures with scales and feathers.

Forget it, let's pack up first.

-- When Sherlock gradually recovered from the tingling feeling of his scalp, he saw Aiwas still standing in the middle of the ritual field, in a state of silent stiffness.

At this moment, Lily was alone on the second floor, preparing to split herself.

Aiwas used a special ritual this time-fasting.

It looked as if he was just kidding. But since it came from Sherlock Hermes, it might be credible.

"The God of Scales and Feathers, the God of a Thousand Clothes--"

He lowered his head and lifted his feet off the ground. His knees were slightly bent, and his hands were around his abdomen. Except that he couldn't curl up completely, he was just like a baby.

"It would have been helpful if I had asked earlier, my friend."

"Eyes" are powerful, just like some extremely perceptive people can even clearly perceive the sight behind them.

Aiwas curled his lips: "In short, keep an eye on my body. Don't let anyone get close to it."

"I pray to the Lord of Scales and Feathers, the god of the holy number six.

Instead, he was fixed directly in the air by an invisible force.

He shook his head, stood up and closed the "Foolish Chant Secret Sutra", and patiently picked up the scattered items on the ground, as if thieves had entered the room.

"... Aiwas, do you really need my protection?"

"I also know that you won't come to help, so I didn't ask you at the beginning..."

"I praise the medicine, poison, and the things that can't distinguish between medicine and poison!

This is also the first time that Aiwas has carried out the ceremony step by step according to taboos and rules like a ritualist.

Aiwas did not prepare nine different symbols, but only three.

The storm coming in front of him made Sherlock close his eyes and stretched out his hand to block his eyes. Because he was indoors, he didn't wear a hat, and his hair was being blown and pulled into different shapes.

He put these materials into a ring and connected the three rings into an equilateral triangle. He also prepared a bottle of life potion, poison, and anesthetic, and put them into three smaller rings, connecting them into a smaller equilateral triangle. Overlap the two triangles to form an irregular hexagram.

"It's just been done."

Aiwass has fasted for five days, a day of sleep, and a day and a half of water. For ordinary people, this is already a weak level that requires lying in bed. But Aiwass can still handle the ceremony alone... At most, he will feel a little black in front of his eyes when he gets up.

Therefore, when holding some serious and dangerous rituals, the ritualist usually starts fasting for a period of time in advance. In order to ensure that his body is weak enough, so that the soul can maintain a more stable state during the ceremony.

- Different from the past promotion ceremonies.

"The Eighth is not here--"

Sherlock's mouth curled up slightly, and he responded: "Why not let me gather my strength and protect you to complete the ritual."

"Don't worry."

Her eyes shone with crimson light, and next to her was a glass of red wine--with a drop of Aiwas's blood in it.

She raised her head and drank the wine in the glass.

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