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Immediately afterwards,

As more pictures were transmitted, a series of pollution identification data from the abyss flashed before his eyes.

The amount of data and the depth of contamination far exceeded anything he had ever experienced before.

"The faith of Nactos..."

After learning such secret information, he must act quickly.

But at this moment,

Su Wen finally formed the final plan in his mind.

He recalled Jiang Menghan's previous reminder,

There is indeed nothing wrong with her worries. Just relying on the uncontrollable God's Mansion War, even with two or more [Container] emblem reporters, cannot ensure the stability of the situation.

Even this reliance on external forces will bring huge errors to future timeline corrections.

therefore,

Su Wen decided to adopt a more proactive strategy.

He wants to draw a reverse ritual formation with his own hands to fight against those beings who try to interfere with the real world by summoning the power of the abyss.

This plan is not only bold,

and is full of unknown risks,

But Su Wen knew very well:

This is them.

No, it's the only way he can take the initiative.

Because he was the only one who could ignore any contamination of the abyss and make such a bold move. A normal person would probably go completely crazy after just a few strokes.

"You like summoning, right?

Come,

I'll accompany you, let's try to see whose san will collapse first."

Su Wen recited silently in his heart, his eyes shining with calm light.

At this very moment,

In the turbulent cabin, time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The long-prepared divine seance ceremony by Laurenzril's radicals finally unveiled its mysterious and dangerous prelude.

Inside this secret cabin,

The dim light barely penetrated the thick curtain, projecting onto a complex pattern intertwined with precision mechanical circuits and ancient psychic arrays.

These patterns seem to be mysterious symbols passed down from ancient times, and each stroke contains profound power and endless wisdom.

The mechanical circuits flashed with a cold blue light. They were like intricate blood vessels, spread throughout every corner of the cabin, providing a steady stream of energy for the ceremony that was about to unfold.

And those psychic arrays emit weak fluorescence,

They echo each other with mechanical circuits in a way that transcends human understanding, forming a unique resonance.

These formations are not just simple runes.

It is more like a key to another world. Every flash of light seems to be telling a whisper from the other side.

In the center of the pattern, invisible figures of the faceless men surge quietly. They are like ghosts in the abyss, which can neither be captured by the naked eye nor described by words.

These faceless men are the catalysts of the ritual. They stimulate the fluctuations of surrounding energy in an indescribable way, making the atmosphere in the entire cabin increasingly tense and mysterious.

At the same time, they also serve as unstable bridges connecting two worlds,

Use existence to blur the boundaries between reality and illusion, material and spirituality, paving the way for that unknown and powerful existence.

Jiang Menghan, who was hiding in the dark, just gently held the hairpin that exuded soft white light and contained the hairpin agreed upon by the two of them, and stood quietly aside.

She followed Su Wen's instructions,

Maintain a high degree of vigilance and restraint.

The iceberg girl's eyes showed both tension and determination, but in this chaotic and uneasy atmosphere, her movements were unusually calm and did not attract the attention of any radical members.

Clashes between conservatives and radicals raged elsewhere on the ship,

This makes the anomalies here more difficult to detect.

The hull of the boat was shaking violently under the raging rain, as if it was nature's anger and warning against this forbidden ritual.

And outside the cabin,

That huge and terrifying figure was looming, and even kept hitting the hull.

It may be just a low-level servant of a certain evil god in the abyss, just like Bayaki or the Star Familiar. With awe and desire for higher existence, it greedily peeks at the miracle or disaster that is about to happen.

That's right,

Just as Su Wen imagined,

It didn't take action just because the divine descending ceremony hadn't been completed yet. It wasn't because it couldn't break the slightly troublesome glass barrier.

But at this moment,

The hymn of power attributed to the gods was also instantly raised:

"At the end of the abyss, beyond the stars, Yog-Sothoth, faceless god, we salute you.

Your existence transcends time and space, your wisdom is unfathomable, you are the weaver of thousands of worlds and the guardian of endless mysteries.

We gather here, using our flesh and blood as sacrifices and our souls as guides, calling for your arrival. May your eyes penetrate the fog and illuminate our path forward. May under your protection, we can glimpse the truth of the universe and touch it.

The edge of eternity.”

Of course, even such a twisted hymn is actually incomplete for the guidance of the evil god of the abyss.

because,

This is what Laurenz Riel has been studying.

It’s just that this group of radical members can no longer be satisfied while stealing the [emblems] of the gods of the abyss.

They want more.

That's right,

They want to steal the power of the gods.

The sixth level ascends to the gods, the seventh level reaches the divine residence, and the eighth level holds the staff, gaining true authority.

Even the incomplete authority of the fourth or even fifth level, restricted by the academy's man-made god's mansion, is enough to completely eliminate all the difficulties Laurenz Riel is currently in.

in other words,

This reckless approach is their true madness.

At this moment, as the ceremony progressed, Takeda Sui, who was presiding over everything, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and even his eyes, said in a very serious tone:

"Adjust the power of [Shackles of the God of Macros - Stripped Quantum Constraint] to the highest level,

We only have one chance!

This is the only chance Dean Fararella gave us with his life.

So, even if you die!

We must complete this experiment too."

Inoue Feiyu asked coldly:

"What if it fails?"

Facing her rhetorical question at this moment, Taketa Sui just showed a decisive smile:

"Even if the experiment fails.

As long as I can leave experimental data, I can dedicate my soul to it.

Because, when the time comes, I will become a pioneer in opening up this entire road,

And others will step on my body,

Bind the gods!"

These words were also passed word by word to Su Wen by Jiang Menghan through the [Dawn System].

But after listening to all of Taketa Sui's hopes, Su Wen finally just shook his head:

"It's really too naive."

If asked whether this idea is worthy of admiration, his answer must be yes.

After all, humans can never be under the gods. Even, they can become pawns after the so-called first era.

It's just that their method is too simple.

Laurenzril can use the Evil God [Emblem] to transform into a means of resisting the Abyss during the low ebb of psychic energy.

But with just eleven such practices, countless people have been sacrificed. The [Holy Mourning-Hueyfar] necropolis is the best proof.

so,

In just one attempt, he wanted to create a 'god' or even a 'false god' with partial authority.

Without the support of higher dimensional knowledge, it is tantamount to dreaming.


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