The night of January 7th was overcast, with dark clouds covering the moon.
Somewhere in a dark basement,
Twelve people in black robes prayed quietly around a circular altar. On the altar, twelve lit candles formed a complete ceremony under the series of a snake-shaped shadow.
In the center of the altar, there is a strong man lying in a large shape. At this time, the man's eyes are filled with enthusiasm. Five long nails are driven into the man's palms, insteps and throat.
The dim candlelight was only enough to illuminate the center of the altar, or to be more precise, the altar blocked the light so tightly that the twelve men in black robes half-kneeling around the altar could not see clearly as if they were disgusted.
The murmur of prayers to the evil god had been lingering in the basement for more than half an hour. The man at the center of the altar finally changed. Veins were exposed all over his body, and blood vessels were crawling like worms. All the blood was directed towards the man's forehead.
The eyebrows surged.
Soon, a blood-colored sarcoma appeared from between the man's eyebrows. The man lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Ha, ha, ten thousand snakes are on top, ten thousand snakes are on top." Even now, the man showed no sign of struggle, but tried his best to suppress his instinct.
Finally, when only skin and bones were left in the man's body, the prayer murmur suddenly became louder, and the black and red sarcoma gradually became crystal clear. But the man's body also became precarious, with the rotten skin and bones
At first glance, it looks like it is going to blow away in the wind.
Bo!
After a slight sound, the red and black sarcoma instantly turned into a transparent bubble, wrapped under a thin layer of light red skin.
call!
The twelve men in black robes around the altar breathed a sigh of relief almost simultaneously.
"Of the fifty-seven snake slaves, only one succeeded. Notify the snake slave camp to strengthen the screening and training of snake slaves in the future." A hoarse voice in black robes sounded, with a tone that was both happy and angry.
"We will talk about this later. The consciousness space only exists for five minutes. Send a signal to Archbishop Bell immediately." Another voice in black robes sounded.
Immediately, the twelve men in black robes all stretched out their hands, and a ten thousand snakes emblem took shape in the newly formed consciousness space, and then took root in the consciousness space.
At the same time, the collective subconscious of all living beings is in the sea.
This is the final resting place for the spirits and souls of creatures in the multiverse. All souls, even believers of various gods, need to visit here after death. Believers who are not devout or firm enough in their faith will have no hope.
The trapped death is assimilated here into the collective subconscious sea of living beings.
Through the spiritual world, you can find the sea of collective subconsciousness of living beings, but actively throwing yourself into the sea of collective subconsciousness is equivalent to actively seeking death, and no living thing will do this.
But sometimes, things that are impossible to happen just happen for various reasons.
At this time, a three-masted sailing ship was shrouded in a hovering snake-shaped shadow, sailing through the sea of collective subconscious in the wind and waves.
Although the collective subconscious sea has the word "sea", it is not a real sea, but is composed of an endless and boundless chaotic soul power ocean. In the soul power ocean, there are countless weird and strange things. From small to all kinds of
Soul-powered microorganisms are created and destroyed overnight
, there are soul-power creatures so big that there are boundless silhouettes swimming among them. This is an existence that even the legendary transcendent must avoid. Simply, such a huge creature will not pay attention to the ants at its feet, as long as it does not
If you block its path, there won't be much danger.
In the sea of collective subconscious, there are more mysterious and nameless soul-powered creatures. Some of these soul-powered creatures were born naturally, and many of them are the souls left after the souls of living beings have been obliterated and assimilated. This is the biggest risk of entering the sea of collective subconscious.
of danger.
On the Snake Spirit, Modesty Bell stood at the bow where she usually stayed, looking calmly at everything outside the ship. Speaking of which, the Worv Cathedral of the Mother of Snakes Church is the most special existence.
Because Modesty follows the path of the snake in the spiritual world and travels around the spiritual world all year round, the Wollu Cathedral is actually located on the Snake Spirit. To be more precise, the Snake Spirit is the Wollu Cathedral.
The church, the Worlu Cathedral is the Snake Spirit.
"Sir, the Snake Spirit cannot sustain it for much longer." The snake slave knelt down respectfully behind Modesti.
Modesty only faintly uttered four words: "Continue to wait."
"Yes, sir." No one dared to question Modesty. On the Snake Spirit, Modesty was the absolute only one.
In the sea of collective subconsciousness, the passage of time cannot be felt, but Modesty naturally has the means to sense the true flow rate of time. Just when Modesty also sensed the slightest pressure from the outside world through the Snake Spirit, a if
Youruoyou's signal was suddenly captured by the Snake Spirit and quickly amplified into Modesty's heart.
Modesty suddenly turned her head and looked at the position below the Snake Spirit. There is no distinction between up, down, left, right and front in the sea of collective subconscious. If you enter hastily, you will only get completely lost in it. Only by preparing road signs in advance can you use the technique of induction.
, leaving the collective subconscious sea, and if you want to enter someone's conscious space, you also need to have set road signs.
What is the space of consciousness, that is, the junction between the deep subconscious of living beings and the sea of collective subconscious, which can only be opened up by wizards and legendary extraordinary beings.
Therefore, theoretically speaking, it is possible to sneak into the consciousness space of a living being through the collective subconscious sea. But this kind of sneaking is too harsh.
First of all, a person who has opened up a space of consciousness is needed as a beacon. This directly dissuades almost any extraordinary forces. With such a person, it is too late to train him to become a wizard. How can he use it as a one-time beacon?
What a waste of natural resources.
Then there is the danger of smuggling out of the collective subconscious sea. Without a professional extraordinary person who can walk in the spiritual world, entering the collective subconscious sea is actively seeking death.
As the Snake Spirit wandered in the sea of collective subconsciousness, its sails gradually swelled, and the snake shadow covering the hull suddenly shot out a snake path under the ship, cutting through the waves to clear the way for the Snake Spirit.
With a rumble, the Snake Spirit, which pushed away the waves of souls, suddenly moved forward on the snake path as if teleporting.
However, a faint glimmer in the distance appeared in Modesty's eyes. The glimmer was like a candle in the wind. It only illuminated an area the size of a fingernail in the sea of soul power through a semi-red transparent bubble. If
It wasn't that Modesty had a special sense, even the luckiest soul-power creature in the soul-power sea might not be able to see it.
It was just a little bit microscopic, but it made Modesty feel like she was running to death.
"Quick, quick!" Modesty said coldly. She knew very well that in the material world, the ritual would not exist for too long. Once she missed this time, she must escape from the collective subconscious sea and start it all over again.
.
Just when the Snake Spirit was getting closer and closer to the microscopic level, Modesty, with her legendary physique, had discovered early that the transparent bubbles were already covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
Bah bah bah! From time to time, wisps of smoke-like particles leak out from the small holes in the bubbles. This is because the snake slave is consuming the original power of the soul to maintain the existence of the bubbles.
"It's too late." Modesty murmured, her body had already moved, and suddenly, in the center of the sail, a human figure stepped on the sail's tension to the lowest limit.
With a popping sound, Modesty used the strong elasticity of the sail to directly launch the Snake Spirit.
All that was left was: "Wait for me outside."
As soon as the Snake Spirit Horn came out, Modesti's arrows were like loose strings, and the unknown force field disturbances like the chaotic soul power around her turned into a whirlpool of assistance directly behind Modesti, helping Mo Desi again and again.
Dusty sped up.
On the other side, the Twelve Black Robes no longer care about anything else, and can only barely maintain the existence of the snake slave in the center of the altar. The snake slave's neck has long since turned into a cup of dust and no longer exists. The translucent blood-red bubbles between the eyebrows have also appeared.
Dense spider web turtle cracks.
"It's no longer possible, activate the backup plan." One of the men in black robe said.
The others didn't talk nonsense. They pointed at the center of their eyebrows one after another, and a drop of bright red blood was pulled out and dripped on the bubbles one after another. The cracked bubbles were supplemented by twelve drops of bubbles, and the growth rate of the spider web suddenly slowed down.
Thirty seconds later, the spider web's growth returned to its original state again.
"Come again!"
With the blood replenished time and time again, the bubble collapse speed was delayed by the black robe for a full three minutes.
Finally, even if the blood was replenished, the collapse of the bubbles could no longer be stopped. Part of the surface of the bubbles turned into smoke and dissipated in the air.
Jump, jump, jump!
A crisp sound of the soul resounded through the thoughts of the twelve black robes. This is a sign that the snake slave's soul is overwhelmed and is completely disintegrated. This situation also means that after the death of the snake slave, it will be destroyed in the collective subconscious sea.
Directly assimilate and turn into strangeness, without any hope of struggling out of the collective subconscious sea.
Following the collapse of the soul, the bubbles were overwhelmed and exploded with a bang.
"Failed." Everyone felt miserable.
At this moment, a bit of golden light jumped out of the bubble, and slowly grew in size as it appeared in the material world. When the twelve men in black robes looked at it again, there was no doubt that it was Modesti.
The twelve men in black robes all knelt down and said, "Greetings to Archbishop Bell."
Modesty stood with her hands behind her hands, glanced at everyone, and said coldly: "Everyone, get up. You did a good job this time."
"Archbishop Scheibel." Everyone couldn't help but feel happy. If they had failed at the critical moment just now, one could almost imagine what fate awaited them.
Modesty flicked it with one hand, and everything including the altar was eliminated, and the surrounding restrictions were strengthened to prevent the breath inside from leaking out.
"Now I can talk about Quince Dodd's movements in recent days, as well as his next plan. Remember, I only have one chance to make a move in St. Dresfes, so I must make sure it is foolproof.
"
"Yes, Archbishop Bell."
At the same time, in a manor on the outskirts of Saint-Dres-Fez, a rickety old man sat on the balcony and looked toward the city center. A scarlet light flickered in the old man's eyes.
In the eyes of the old man, at this time west of the city center, a black and red vortex was spinning endlessly above the sky. Compared with the previous few days, the scale was reduced by two-thirds, but it was ten times more solid.
"Chachaitie," the old man laughed strangely: "Even if you hide it well, I didn't expect someone to deal with you. Then I will be able to see who you really are? You have so much courage to steal my things.
"
"Well, why don't I give you another surprise, Chatterbox!"
In other places, someone seemed to have discovered something was wrong during this period, but could not find what was wrong, but the waves in the dark had begun to surge.
Quins has not left home these days, and even asked Salisbury to move directly to the pharmacy. The four apprentices even ordered them to come see him before they fully mastered the first level ability.
Quince had already vaguely sensed some ominous sign through the Mirror of Destiny, but because the level of the Mirror of Destiny was too low, he could only detect a lot of undercurrents of fate around him.
To this end, he also activated the witchcraft of capturing destiny fragments, but after trying it several times, there seemed to be several strong resistances that interfered, so that the destiny fragments he captured were all minor events.
It doesn't help him now.
On January 8, a member of the Lin Bujia Association suddenly came to visit and delivered a warrant to Quins.
After bidding farewell to the visitor, Quins returned to the room and looked at the warrant carefully. The coat of arms imprinted on the warrant was correct, but the order on it made Quins look over it several times.
This warrant is clearly an order for a mandatory mission.
This is interesting. The half-year period has not expired, and Landon Scott, a man from the mysterious defense agency, has been exempted from his mandatory mission in the first year. But now, a warrant for the mandatory mission has strangely appeared.
In his hands, even a fool could see something wrong with it.
But a task is a task. According to the rules of the Lin Bujia Association, you can appeal afterwards, but once the warrant is issued, the task must be completed, and there is no room for negotiation.
The content of the mandatory task is very simple, which is to investigate whether there is hidden swine fever in a pig farm in the suburbs. There are two types of swine fever: natural swine fever and mysteriously infected swine fever. What Quins wants to investigate is the second possibility.
Because the task was simple, his task time was tight, only half a day, and he had no teammates, only him. This was blatantly telling Quins that there was a problem with the suburban pig farm.
But Quins had to go. If he didn't go, even if he successfully appealed later, the consequence of disobeying the mandatory task would be that he would be held accountable, deprived of all the conveniences and benefits he had received during his membership in Linbujia, and then kicked out
The Neo-Ottoman Empire is so domineering.
After all, the mysterious defense agency has given you benefits in advance. If everyone escapes without punishment, how can the mysterious defense agency continue to exist?
Of course, in order to prevent the mysterious defense agency from abusing such rights, if Quines successfully appeals once and encounters such an unreasonable situation in the future, he can refuse it three times in a row. Speaking of it, it can be regarded as a check and balance between the two parties.
Bar.
Quins turned over his hand and put away the order, and directly sent it to Salisbury using a communication technique, asking him to go to the Linbujia Association to appeal on his behalf. And after he prepared his equipment, he got on the carriage and went straight to the pig farm in the suburbs.
And go.
This kind of thing can be avoided in the first year of junior high school, but not in the fifteenth year of junior high school. It is completely unavoidable.