Chapter 91 The Last Ceremony

Evelin stretched out two arms from her pupils and probed into the fog.

The mist surged and slowly condensed into a circular gate with patterns drawn on it and a circle of hieroglyphics surrounding it.

The hieroglyphs are unrecognizable;

I have seen the pattern on the round door before, and it is almost exactly the same as the brand on the forehead.

"Octopus? Tentacles?"

Horn always felt that the pattern looked like an octopus, and the more he looked at it, the more similar it became.

This is not a good time to talk,

Horn could only watch silently,

After Evelin, the Knight Commander of the Knights of Styx, summoned the huge circular door, she turned her head and faced Bai Lin and Horn again, rowing the River Styx with the oar in her hand.

"Thank you Knight Commander Evelyn."

Seeing this, Bai Lin thanked: "The Corpse Puppet promises not to touch the other souls in the Dream Corridor. The Corpse Puppet will abide by its promise. Bai Lin thanks the Knights of Styx for their help on behalf of Mr. Fulbai."

Evelin looked at Bai Lin for a few seconds, then lowered her head and started rowing silently.

"this"

Bai Lin's expression became a little ugly, as if Knight Commander Evelin had just told it something.

Horn thought that he couldn't leave anyway. In this situation, he would probably be thrown into the circular fog door next. He simply asked: "Brother Bai Lin, what should I say now? Is that right?" Should you let me go so that I can enter the fog door myself?"

"The Knights of Styx have already made arrangements." Bai Lin said: "The Knights of Styx promised the corpse puppet to help keep the soul of Sir Xickmos, and now it is just the time to return it, that's all."

Speaking of which,

Bai Lin looked at Horn seriously and said quietly: "Bai Lin really doesn't understand why the Knights of Styx are so obsessed with you."

"Mr. Horn."

Bai Lin looked at the spider demon carefully, "What kind of magic power do you have that makes the Knights of Styx make such a request, asking the corpse puppet to save your life no matter whether the inheritance ceremony succeeds or fails."

"oh?!"

When Horn heard this,

His mood was undoubtedly happy;

Although I don’t know what happened, let alone what deal the Knights of Styx made with the Corpse Puppet,

At least judging from Bai Lin's words,

The Knights of Styx hoped to save the life of the spider demon Horn, and therefore made representations to Bai Lin.

"Tsk, tsk."

"It turns out that the real noble person of me, Horn, is here."

Horn sighed,

No matter what purpose Knight Commander Evelin had for him, at least this was the only good news he had heard so far.

It seems that there was a misunderstanding about the friends of the Knights of Styx before.

The Knights of Styx are good;

You corpse puppet is the complete bad guy.

"Hmph, the charm of this spider demon needs no explanation."

Horn pretended to be serious in front of Bai Lin and said: "I told you before, there is just a small misunderstanding between me and the Knights of Styx. This spider demon has been on good terms with the knights, especially the knight captain, for a long time. admire each other,

I advise you, Bai Lin, to be more sensible and protect me during the next ceremony. If there is nothing wrong, my Evelin will not let you go! "

After speaking, Horn tried to break free from the shackles of the magic carpet.

it is a pity,

After all, Bai Lin had been chatting with Horn all the way, and he had a fairly good understanding of the little spider demon's character. He knew that the little guy had some words that he could listen to, but most of the time his words were all nonsense.

"Mr. Horn."

"Although I have promised Knight Commander Evelin, the inheritance ceremony is very dangerous. To be honest, this is the first time that the White Devil has carried out the ceremony to this point, so Bai Lin cannot completely guarantee your safety."

After saying that,

Bai Lin's insect body squirmed and spit out a small seal.

"Why do you white devils like hiding things in your stomach so much?" Horn looked at the seal covered in mucus and couldn't help complaining: "Isn't there a technological product like a storage bag?"

Bai Lin played with the seal with a distressed look on his face, "It can still be used nine times. Forget it, just think of it this time as a gift in advance for the resurrection of Lord Hickmos."

Bai Lin then used a seal to put a strange mark on Horn's spider body, then fished out a broken soul from the River Styx, and put a mark on the soul as well.

"Hey! Why do you always like to leave marks on other monsters? You don't have to be a bit ethical."

Horn was really speechless.

He is now left with several marks all over his body, including the mark of the Knights of Styx, the slave devil of hell, and now there is also a strange ghost mark left on him. He really treats this spider demon as a commodity, right?

Bai Lin: "This is the limit of what I can do for you."

After the words fell, before Horn could react, he saw the broken soul that had been stamped with the red seal expand and turn into a large irregular dough. Then it continued to squirm and gradually formed an outline, and finally turned into "Horn the Spider Demon" look like.

A one-to-one replica?

Horn was stunned.

"Although the risks of the ritual cannot be completely solved, if, by any chance, Mr. Container dies during the ritual, this medium puppet will become your new body, but the control of the body will become a little stiffer after resurrection."

Bai Lin said calmly.

"" Horn was confused, "Is this how you protect me? Does Ms. Evelin know about this? I think it's better to just throw this bunch of puppets into the fog door to find out what's going on."

Originally, Horn was quite confident about the third ceremony.

After all, after going through the previous two rituals, he has the most powerful cheating device: attribute devouring.

But Bai Lin made this happen,

On the contrary, Horn felt that the ending ceremony was a disaster.

Horn wanted to complain to Knight Commander Evelyn, but unfortunately no matter how loud he shouted, the Knights of Styx just ignored him.

"Okay, Mr. Horn."

"Maybe you can't become Bai Lin's specimen, but Bai Lin still hopes that you can survive the ceremony, inherit the soul from Lord [Hickmos], and become a complete ghoul."

Bai Lin said, lightly pointing towards the fog door, and the magic carpet carried Horn and flew towards the fog door.

"Hello!"

"wait a minute!"

"Can you wait for two more days! I'm not mentally prepared yet."

"Help."

“Lady Evelin, save me!”

"Coal briquettes, come here quickly and follow the big brother into the fog gate. I don't feel safe without you."

Horn shouted, asking for help from the outside world.

Bai Lin pretended not to hear,

Knight Commander Evelin immediately went offline and was in a daze holding an oar.

Only the loyal little coal balls heard the call of their elder brother. The little coal balls, who had never left the Blood Burial Pool, came to the Styx River for the first time. Various wonderful scenes made the little coal balls have a great time. .

As soon as I heard Big Brother’s cry for help,

The little briquettes immediately emerged from all sides of the Styx River, quickly ran towards Big Brother, jumped on the back of the Spider Demon Boss, and followed Big Brother into the fog door without hesitation.

Near the fog gate,

The circular door with the giant octopus carved on it turned, and the seemingly tight door cracked and opened from the middle.

After opening it, it turned out to be a monster mouth full of jagged teeth.

There are long and protruding sharp teeth on both sides of the mouth, and there are tiny broken teeth inside. A strong and rich stench emanates from the monster's huge mouth.

"Wow!!"

"Why is this?!"

Horn exclaimed,

The scene inside the octopus door is too scary when it is opened. I thought that even if there were no birds singing and the fragrance of flowers after opening, it would be a misty mist world. I didn't expect that behind the door is a huge mouth leading to the monster's stomach. esophagus.

"Yeah~~~~"

"Yeah~~~"

The little briquettes cheered for joy,

In stark contrast to Big Brother's wailing look,

The little ones thought they were playing some new game. After all, they often played games like being eaten by monsters.

Amidst the terrifying screams of the spider demon and the excited screams of the coal ball,

Horn was sent into the monster's gullet and the third ritual began.

square,

When Horn woke up,

I found myself in a vast ocean,

He became a monster drifting in the sea. This monster was slender, with the iconic blue-gray beast hair and a werewolf-like head, exactly the same as the monster that slaughtered the village before.

Maybe it was the monster that slaughtered the village.

After going through the previous rituals, Horn has concluded some rules. He thinks that he may be falling into the memory of Hickmos now, becoming "Hickmos" to re-read his legendary experience.

The experience of becoming a pureblood ghoul.

Horn guessed,

Floating in the boundless sea,

An inexplicable voice sounded in his heart again. Just like the previous rituals, the voice stirred his soul, but he could never remember the voice.

"Another hallucination."

"Could it be that these are actually the past experiences of the pure-blooded ghoul Hickmos?"

Horn immediately used attribute swallowing,

According to the experience of past rituals, using attribute swallowing can break the illusion of memory, avoid getting lost, and skip the "process" to directly complete the corresponding ritual.

In the first two times, Horn used the "Attribute Devouring Cheat Device" to quickly pass the level.

I thought this time would be no exception,

However, just like the ending of every story must be unexpected, [Attribute Devouring] failed to work this time, and Horn was unable to extract any attributes from his "own" body.

He can only continue to become a monster ghoul, floating on the endless sea.

"so"

"What should I do next?"

Horn lay flat on the sea, looking at the dazzling luminous stars hanging in the sky, let's call it the sun that emits purple light.

Floating for more than ten minutes,

Horn tried using attribute devouring for more than ten minutes, but couldn't get any attributes. Finally, he gave up completely. He decided to follow the monster's inner wish and leave the sea.

Where to go?

Listening to the voice that keeps ringing in my head,

Horn "picked" a direction and kept swimming in this direction.

Being in the sea, every place he saw was the same. Horn didn't know how long he had been swimming. He only remembered that the purple-red sun in the sky would never set.

His body never feels tired, never feels hungry, like a beast that is not tired, pursuing the voice deep in his heart with all his strength.

Keep getting closer,

Keep getting closer,

Forgetting tiredness seems to also forget time.

one day?

Ten days?

One year?

ten years?

Or a hundred years?

Even ten thousand years?

For a monster that never dies or gets tired, time becomes meaningless.

Horn kept swimming in the sea, always staring at one direction. Due to long-term immersion in the water, his trunk grew seaweed-like plants. There were also many strange fish that seemed to be accustomed to Horn's existence and liked to swim with him.

The more seaweed grew, the more it became a burden on his body.

Horn would occasionally take a little time to clean up the strange parasites all over his body and continue to swim. Most of the time, he swam numbly.

After cleaning up the parasites countless times, a different color finally appeared on the boundless blue sea.

An island appeared on the horizon.

The voice in his heart kept ringing. Driven by the mystery, Horn was eager to board the island.

He struggled forward. Horn felt that he must have spent a very long time looking for this island in this sea. The island would have the answer he wanted in his heart.

The sea surface splashed with waves.

Horn came near the island. Gradually, gradually, he saw many creatures that looked exactly like him. Various strange parasites grew on their blue-gray beast hair. Obviously, they had also been soaked in the sea for a long time.

These are all the same kind,

all ghouls,

but the ghouls don't care about each other. All they want is to get on the island as soon as possible and find the source of the sound.

Horn swam across the foreshore and landed on the isolated island. He saw more ghouls on the island. They came from all directions of the sea. After landing on the isolated island, they dragged their heavy steps straight to the center of the island.

There were only ghouls on the entire island, and no vegetation or other monsters could be seen.

There were countless grooves engraved on the dark ground, and the grooves radiated like spider webs, gathering from the outermost part of the island to the center of the island.

Horn forced himself step by step. Every time he took a step, the sound in his mind sounded strongly, beating his heart like a high drumbeat.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom! !

The ghouls slowed down their pace, but did not stop completely. Even if their bodies could not withstand the increasingly strong heart beating, as long as they had strength, the ghouls would not stop completely.

They moved forward to the center of the island unswervingly like a pilgrimage.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Some ghouls could not bear it and fell halfway, but even at the end, their bodies were like machines that received instructions, and they still moved hard towards the center of the island until their bodies completely exploded.

Bang, bang, bang

The sound of ghouls exploding one after another rang in my ears, and pieces of blood exploded one after another.

Horn dragged his extremely heavy body and moved towards the target like other ghouls. The voices in his mind kept eroding and stimulating his will and body.

He held on,

He must hold on!

Go follow the supreme existence among ghouls!

He came

Countless ghouls did not make it to the end. They were so-called immortal, and their bodies exploded and died on this isolated island.

And Horn, or Sikmos, is powerful, with the most indestructible faith among the ghouls, resisting the most insane whispers, following the desires in the depths of the soul,

I am Sikmos! No one can stop me from peeking at the true face of the gods!!

Sikmos stood in the central area of ​​the isolated island,

Here, there are thousands of powerful ghouls who have survived to the end, crawling and kneeling in front of a black conical building.