Chapter 325 The God of Corruption but Not Corruption
"We burn the last medicine and call out the bitter blood."
"We burn roses and call for sweet kisses..."
Amidst the rhythmic chanting of the huskies who play the role of "Annan Winter", the hands of winter are in the seven-pointed ceremony of drawing a seven-pointed star, burning different spices in order.
As they burn, these aromas surround each other, forming a rich and complex aroma.
His mind gradually became relaxed, and the soothing feeling made Shisanxiang gradually calm down. Just like after soaking in a hot spring with flower petals or spices, the whole body gradually relaxed, and a strong sense of peace and sleepiness came over him.
heart.
The depressed feeling in his heart was quickly cured by this complex aroma.
And this is not a feeling unique to "Dmitry".
I used my last sanity to look up and saw that the Hands of Winter, which were standing like ice sculptures and exuding cold air, had also become swaying. The whole body relaxed, and at the same time, the vigilance was relaxed.
Even the voice of "Annan·Lingdong" in the middle gradually became softer and weaker.
After burning more than forty kinds of spices, the fragrant green smoke hidden in the room should have been strong enough to sting people's eyes, but the thirteen incense only felt "soft".
Yes, soft.
If Thirteen Incense is used as a metaphor, it feels like being in an essential oil SPA...
The smoke in the entire room was so rich that it seemed like there was a thick layer of haze. And the chanting of "Annan" echoed in the smoke, as if it was carrying a ethereal echo, and it seemed full of sacredness.
feel.
Thus, the ceremony came to an end.
After igniting a rose-colored flame out of thin air in the brass brazier in the middle, "Annan" added the final material - snake slough.
"We burn snake sloughs and call for the skin of the undead..."
The moment the flame that rose nearly half a meter touched the snake's slough, it suddenly "collapsed". Just like the flame-shaped ice cream suddenly melted, the rose-colored flame turned into colloid, shattered and melted, and fell back into the basin.
middle.
At this time, "Annan" raised his head, winked at Dmitri, and handed over the silver ceremonial knife that had been burnt on the rose-colored flames.
...What is this for?
Shisanxiang was stunned for a moment after taking the knife.
Are you asking me to slit my wrists?
But Husky couldn't explain it to him...
But that didn't stop him from getting stuck here.
——After Shisanxiang took the ceremonial knife and there was no movement for three seconds, Dmitri's body started to move on its own.
Dmitri stepped forward, used the ceremonial knife to cut the thumb, index finger, and middle finger of his left hand vertically, and dripped blood into the colloid.
The magnificent red color, like rose glue, was gradually dyed by these three drops of blood. Like dried blood, it gradually turned into a dry dark red... and a strong, unheard-of fragrance rushed out of it.
Immediately, the Hand of Winter came up next to him, used the magic of the Idol School to heal Dmitri's wounds, and at the same time took him out of the ritual formation.
After everyone left the ritual formation, "Annan" started the final chant.
"We respectfully invite the rotten husband again, we respectfully invite the god who endures corruption but does not rot, the god who is surrounded by fragrances——"
Reaching the last moment with the husky's chant.
The fragrant breath emerging from the copper basin became "observable with the naked eye."
The green smoke of burning spices turned into pure white smoke. It was like dry ice melting, giving people a fairy-like feeling and filling the whole room.
After the CG ended, the body belonging to "Dmitri" suddenly trembled.
Unreasonable excitement and fear emerged in her heart, and Shisanxiang couldn't help but reach out and cover her heart.
The next moment, it was like a hallucination—and like a ghost.
Obviously at the last moment, there was nothing around "Annan".
But after the white smoke flowed, a figure appeared behind "Annan".
That was a man who was much shorter than himself, but much taller than Annan.
He was covered in a pure white silk robe, his skin was fair and healthy, and his feet were bare on the ground.
The upper half of His face is covered by a silver mask, and he wears an ivory crown with five sharp corners on his head. If you look carefully, you will find that He has no hair at all. From behind the crown, there are two pieces of white light that are more than one meter long.
The gauze is like ears, wings, and hair, floating behind you without the wind.
His whole body exuded a rich fragrance, so pure that it seemed to be reflecting the light of the moon - even if they were indoors and during the day, people would still think of it like this.
Even if it's the first time we meet.
Even in the videos recorded by players before, Fufu's figure is not visible at all...
But just the moment she saw him, Shisanxiang immediately recognized his identity.
But "Annan", who seemed to be embraced by Fufu's outstretched arms, was completely unaware of what was behind him.
——His perception ability has been weakened to the limit by that fragrance.
His body slowly fell backwards and fell weakly into Fu Fu's arms.
...What's wrong with Husky?
A flash of anxiety flashed through Shisanxiang's heart.
He couldn't help but take a step forward.
But when he saw "Annan" raising his head, the husky's clever and cunning light became hollow and dull. Like a doll that had lost its intelligence, Fu Fu gently supported his shoulders.
That posture is reminiscent of a puppet.
"I thought you would rush up and ask me to let him go..."
After making eye contact with Shisanxiang, Fufu chuckled and let go of the shoulders of Husky, who was playing "Annan".
After the husky escaped from Fufu's body, another four or five seconds passed before his pupils gradually regained focus.
Shisanxiang quickly caught him.
"What's wrong with me……"
The husky made a broken, dry sound.
Because Shi Sanxiang was supporting him, she could clearly feel through her palms that "Annan's" body was swinging violently... just like a dog shaking violently after hearing the sound of firecrackers.
This should be the situation when a mortal is directly contacted by a righteous god who has no restraint power, and his body is immersed in a strong sense of fear.
Just like when a small animal is pinned down by a tiger or a lion - this is enough to frighten people to the point of losing their minds and causing them to faint on the spot.
But Fufu just smiled.
There was still that mysterious smile on his lips.
Generally speaking, a smile makes people feel at ease and close. But the smile on Fufu's face is not like that.
It was a smile that reminded people of a bow being drawn and a loaded gun. It was as if the life of others could be easily taken away by just pressing a button.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness Dmitry, Your Highness Annan."
Fufu spoke softly, with a soft and sticky voice that gave people a sticky feeling: "I don't know why you called me here, why are you doing it?"
His attitude was so respectful that even when facing two real mortals who had never even embarked on the path to the extraordinary, he directly used the honorific title.
"How about making a bet."
Feeling that the husky in her arms was still unable to regain her ability to think, Shi Sanxiang had no choice but to support him on her own.
He looked at Fu Fu and said in a deep voice: "Use my royal blood...to make a bet with you."