For the veteran hunters of the Silver Helmet Hunting Group, psychic rituals are nothing new.
Lilia has held many psychic rituals in her life. At forks in the wild, in ambiguous mazes, and when sudden disappearances occur in settlements, psychic rituals are a good way to ask for directions and to ask the dead.
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So when the mother learned what her son had done, she was not angry, but took the initiative to come to the children to set an example - even though psychic rituals were dangerous.
For ordinary people, anything related to spiritual energy is potentially fatal. Because there is no spiritual sense, spiritual vision, any spirit summoned during the ritual is an object that ordinary people cannot resist.
Invisible, intangible, and unable to physically interfere, this is the absolute advantage of the spirit body over the human body.
Lilia's mother was prepared. She was a devout Christian and an excellent pathfinder in the hunting group. In order to better conduct telepathy, she used irons on her chest and back.
A scar in the shape of a cross was printed on it - this was a holy mark she prepared for evil spirits and monsters, used to repel uninvited evil guests in the psychic ritual and scare those little goblins who like to play pranks.
When Lilia held the wizard's golden arm, she no longer smiled playfully. From this arm, she could feel her "non-existent" inspiration returning to her side again.
The surrounding environment became noisy, and various rustling sounds began to become harsh.
The young people crouched around the table, observing Aunt Lilia's eyes - she had a pair of very beautiful eyes, like sky-blue gems, set off with her orange-red hair. She must have been a great beauty when she was young.
"Tell me, son." Lilia Maddens asked: "What incantation should be recited during the awakening ceremony?"
The psychic probe has already responded. It is spinning in the dashboard, sometimes pointing to the northeast, sometimes pointing to the northwest, scanning Yuehe Lake. It seems that the spirits in the lake have begun to gather at the lakeside cabin.
Ike Maddens said in Hebrew: "I want to see you."
Lilia's mother read: "I want to see you."
Ike: "Hold my hand..."
Lilia's mother then said: "Hold my hand..."
The next second, the woman's face became obviously very ugly, as if she was frightened——
——The little brothers and sisters squatting next to them trembled involuntarily. The temperature suddenly dropped. They shivered in unison and felt goosebumps starting to form on their skin.
"Aunt Lilia, what did you see?"
"I can't recognize him, he's almost rotten." Lilia's expression was distorted, as if she saw a drowned ghost.
Other young people had no inspiration, so they held up their mobile phones to take pictures, but still couldn't take any pictures.
A bloated and fat wraith appeared in Lilia's eyes. This man was about six and a half feet tall, with broad shoulders. He was wearing work clothes, his jeans were tied with a chain, and there was a big stone hanging on his leather shoes.
She shook hands with the resentful spirit and looked into each other's eyes, showing no sign of fear.
"Dickens?"
Lilia shouted tentatively.
The resentful spirit responded immediately, the sound of water kept coming out of its throat, and it kept nodding its head.
In the eyes of Ike Maddens, his mother had a smooth conversation with an invisible "thing", which made him feel very surprised, happy and curious.
"Oh! Is he Uncle Dickens?"
Dickens disappeared four years ago. He was a lumberjack in the town. The people at the military station searched for him for a long time but could not find him. They did not expect that he would appear in Yuehe Lake.
Lilia then said: "Brother, who killed you? Was it the original ranger? Damn it... He was playing cards with you? He wanted to kill you when he lost? What a fucking bastard! I
Immediately call the guards at the military station to catch him! Just wait..."
Supernatural phenomena such as spirits cannot be used as evidence——
——Because no one can guarantee whether what these wandering spirits say is true, but it can provide some clues for the militia and war groups to find a suitable entry point. This is the benefit of the psychic ritual. It is simple, direct, convenient and easy to use.
"Tell me the spell to send spirits, Ike." There was more and more cold sweat on Lilia's mother's face. It seemed that the close contact with the spirit body made her mental state worse and worse. There were yellow spots in the corners of her eyes.
The secretions are also increasing.
Ike immediately sang a lullaby, which was the wizard's favorite music during his lifetime and was a folk tune from Scotland.
Lilia's mother hummed along, and the water ghost's spirit gradually dissipated, and the strange spiritual pressure disappeared into the house.
The young people were afraid to take a breath at first, and then they began to doubt the authenticity of this psychic ceremony - after all, they had never seen a ghost with their own eyes. Finally, someone shouted something, and everyone started cheering!
It seemed that he had done a good deed and redressed the injustice of the lumberjacks in the town, giving him a full sense of accomplishment.
Immediately, more good students who were eager to try appeared in the small class of the psychic ceremony. They took turns to line up in front of Ike, and were very excited about the entertainment products during the hunting ban brought by the good brother.
Six young people in a row saw six different ghosts——
There is a female ghost who died in childbirth fifty-one years ago.
There was a farmer whose hive was eaten by Spoonton ladybugs four years ago.
There are autistic children who cannot speak, making faces at these psychics with their middle fingers and taking out their own eyeballs as toys.
There was a guard dog that put its paw on the psychic's hand and refused to leave.
There were explorers who fell to death in the cave, with their heads still stuck in their chests, and they just came over to join in the fun.
When it was Ike's fiancée's turn, everyone started to boo, asking Sophia to be braver - after all, Sophia was the first one to back out.
"Don't..." Sophia said submissively. She had yellowish black hair and looked malnourished. She was not as healthy as Lilia's mother. She was weak and as thin as a bamboo pole.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Only a sound physical essence can support a strong spirit. Sophia has never liked things related to psychic energy because she is weak and timid - and recently she also discovered that she
pregnant.
At this time, Lilia's mother once again squeezed away her future daughter-in-law.
"I'm coming! I'm coming, I'm coming! She has a baby in her belly and cannot touch these psychic catalysts."
The warm and hospitable mother Lilia didn't want to slander the guests and was ready to play the second round. She gave herself eye drops and felt that the condition of her eyeballs was better and she gradually regained her energy.
Ike Maddens responded excitedly: "You're going to be a grandma!"
"That's right! I want to be a grandma!" Lilia's mother held the wizard's golden hand.
At this moment, the lights in the house began to flicker.
The windows were also blown open by the strong wind. After six rounds of psychic rituals, the noise this time seemed to be unable to scare these young people, even if it came so fiercely and intensely.
People just took out their phones and continued filming, sharing their latest experiences on social media accounts.
Lilia suddenly froze and seemed unable to move.
"Mom, what did you see?" Ike Maddens asked: "Why don't you speak? You have to recite the magic spell!"
Lilia's body twitched unnaturally. The muscle stress was different from nerve reflexes, but more like being whipped. The pain caused her skin and limbs to tighten.
She made no sound, her face became paler and paler, her eyes became duller, and her pupils dilated, as if she had black vision.
Ike: "Mom?"
Lilia: "I saw it..."
Ike: "You haven't recited the spell yet...Mom..."
Lilia: "I saw myself..."
In Lilia's eyes, it seemed like there was an extra mirror.
The person sitting on the chair across the table had become herself. The woman looked exactly like her, with a confused face. She held her hand and spoke almost at the same time as her.
This strange thing has never happened in Lilia's experience of channeling rituals - except for the power of the soul, it is impossible for a person to see his own spirit body.
The clothes on the body, the makeup on the face, including the expression and complexion are all exactly the same.
When Lilia's mother came to her senses, she looked down at her arm, only to find that it was completely different.
"What's going on? This..."
This arm has become "puffy" and has no skin. It is covered with twisted thorns and barbs. The back of the hand is full of bumps, and the five fingers have turned into sharp claws. Look at the body again - where is she?
The body! It is clearly a twisted and terrifying body of a devil!
The young people here did not realize the changes that had taken place in Aunt Lilia, and they were still filming normally.
At this moment, the light bulb in the house broke, leaving only the light source of the mobile phone. People fell into a brief chaos until Sofia turned on the spare fluorescent lamp.
Mother Lilia was still sitting there. She had completely changed her appearance. She was still holding the wizard's hand tightly. Her other hand seemed to be stroking something. She pressed her temples and stroked her forehead lightly, as if she was trimming it.
Her invisible "horn" - St. Josh Joris had entered her body and occupied her mind.
"Mom, are you...are you okay?"
"It's never been better..." Lilia blinked her eyes hard several times, and the color of her pupils changed rapidly, flickering several times before finally turning back to blue.
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A minute ago, in Limbo, St. Josh jumped all the way up along this life-saving fishing line.
He found a suitable psychic and flew towards the material world at an incredible speed. Apart from the magic pool, he could also return to the human world in this way.
Jiang Xueming had just finished taking care of the three eyeless apostle monsters at hand. He saw Saint Josh flying upwards along a red line, and it was too late to catch up.
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At the same time, in the morgue of the assembly hall.
Louise suddenly convulsed and fell into coma. She fell weakly on Father Zhang Congfeng's knees. She also asked Brother Wolf Oscar to pinch her awake immediately.
"What's the matter? Louise? Little Black Cat? What's the matter?"
Almost instantly, Louise's spiritual world was destroyed by a violent and angry spiritual pressure——
——That's the emotion from the gunsmith, the intimidation from the fragrant dream. This is an almost devastating mental blow to the hybrid disaster beast. Even the blood-granting unit can hardly withstand such strong stimulation.
"He's very angry... He's very angry... I'm afraid... Master, please spare me, I really can't do this job..."
"Call him back." Oscar immediately decided to stop the ceremony and wanted to bring Zhang Congfeng back from Limbo.
Louise still held Zhang Congfeng's hand: "How to do it?"
Oscar: "Say his real name."
Louise: "What's his name?"
Oscar: "Zhang Congfeng."
"Zhang Congfeng? Zhang Congfeng!" Louise shouted.
Over and over, over and over again.
Oscar also became nervous. He searched for the ID card from the doctor, took out his mobile phone to check the identity information repeatedly, and used his VIP authority to go to the official website of the Transportation Department to verify that the name was indeed real.
Louise shouted until her mouth went dry: "Zhang Congfeng!"
If the soul cannot come out of Limbo, then Zhang Congfeng will have to travel across the nine hells and return to the human world from the lowest level of hell.
The psychic tide is getting stronger and stronger, and the mandala petals guarding the four corners are gradually losing their effect——
——Those four strange beasts and demons that were eyeing with eagerness had long been eyeing Jiang Xueming's body. They finally regained their consciousness and pounced on the delicious flesh in the morgue one by one.
Oscar had quick eyesight and quick hands. He relied on his strong werewolf body to kick a little devil and kicked all these unscrupulous monsters to pieces. His movements were unbalanced and he fell to the ground. He grinned and cursed in pain.
"Holy shit! Have you even forgotten your own name? Brother Flathead!"
The priest, who was sitting in a chair and was in a daze, still couldn't wake up. His soul couldn't respond to this strange name.
The strange beasts and devils were kicked hard, and they hit the wall, like split papayas. They suddenly appeared in the material world and exploded into bloody flowers. That Jiang Xueming had just left his body and was in the morgue.
The orange-red meat paste seen inside is the remains of the strange beast demon seen across the time boundary.
"Holly! Help me!" Oscar hurriedly went to get the psychic catalyst to continue to strengthen the wake circle. If Brother Flathead couldn't come back, he would continue to deal with the monsters that escaped from the Elf Holy Land and Limbo Prison. "Go to the hotel.
Get something! Bring Brother Flathead’s personal belongings over here!”
He must know Zhang Congfeng's true identity and get the token, otherwise he will not be able to call back Brother Flathead's soul. If Saint Josh Joris ran away from the underground shelter, the first thing the devil would do is
Destroy Zhang Congfeng's body.
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"Gunsmith!"
Benny woke up from her dream. As if possessed, she jumped out of bed, went to Jiang Xueming's room, grabbed the hilt of Beloberg's sword and ran out.
"Gunsmith! Gunsmith! Gunsmith!"
This girl, who was missing part of her soul, was extremely inspired and felt a calling.
Father Jamie slept like a dead pig and didn't realize that his daughter had climbed out of the window and ran along the air conditioning box on the fourth floor to the street.
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Return to the hut by Moon River Lake.
The good young people had almost run away, and the remaining two unlucky ones who had no time to run. One of them, Lilia's mother, who was possessed by the devil, had her leg broken and was wailing in pain.
The other one had a pair of scissors stuck in his mouth and was still alive.
There was blood everywhere. Wherever you could see it, the ceiling, the floor, and Ike Maddens' face were all covered in red liquid and excrement.
Lilia's mother's limbs were twisted and her body suffered comminuted fractures. In order to adapt to the devil's body structure and allow St. Josh to achieve optimal output, her organs were exposed, her belly was cracked, her sternum was broken, her eyes were white, and her mouth was
He was so open that he inserted his bare finger bones into the wooden board and hung him upside down from the ceiling. The cross scars on his chest and back were completely destroyed, the organs in his stomach flowed out, and the filth in his intestines was scattered everywhere.
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Ike held the wizard's hand, hugged his fiancée and shivered.
"mom, Mom, Mom..."
A vicious male voice came out of "Lilia"'s mouthpiece.