Pastor's Tantra

Evans had performed the art of raising the essence once, and now his transcendental power was much stronger than before. Therefore, the preparation for this ceremony became much smoother.

He entered the underground ritual room of the Temple of Silver and Tin, and carefully carved the magic circle engraved on the Book of Law.

On the eight-pointed star formed by the overlap of two squares on the front and back, there was no name of any nine pillars of gods engraved, but "Evans" was written in eight different languages ​​on each corner, and words praising Aiwas were written on the top or bottom of each side in eight different languages.

The wine for the ceremony was also cooked by Aiwas himself.

Unlike the ritual wine used by the Shadow Demon before, the essence of this raising was of fire attribute and had a higher intensity. Therefore, cinnamon no longer met the requirements of the ceremony - this time Aiwas found a barrel of fine sherry and put it into the cauldron.

During the half-hour slow cooking on low heat, ginseng, dried pepper, dried chili, and phosphorus powder of the Flame-Rebellious Butterfly were added in turn.

The originally yellow wine turned into blood-red.

Aiwass put the boiling wine into the crystal wine glass and threw the amethyst eight-sided dice he carved himself into it.

After blessing Lily before, some dark spots appeared on the dice. It didn't seem to be a stain, but it looked like it was stained with blood.

At that moment, the wine made a hissing sound like quenched metal.

A golden glow like the sun burst out from it, and the dice seemed to become the core of the sun.

Aiwass put another chair in the middle of the ritual array - when the wine cooled and the light was gone, the ritual was ready.

There were no candles or other light sources.

In the dark space, Aiwas sat naked on the chair, closed his eyes and adjusted his mood.

Aiwass tried to make himself arrogant and superior - he imagined himself shining like the sun and illuminating the darkness.

So, without Aiwas using the lighting technique at all... his body began to glow gradually.

It was not the pure white light of the lighting technique, which was reminiscent of the soft and delicate light of milk.

It was like the colorful rainbow light separated after the sun passed through the glass window.

That light was much weaker, even a little dim.

Aiwas slowly opened his eyes, and his temperament became sacred and solemn.

——At this moment, I am God.

The big beast is the apostle.

He looked like the glazed tile murals in the church, exuding colorful broken light.

At this time, Yulia knelt obediently in front of Aiwas, holding the wine in the wine glass with both hands and injecting the magic power of fire at the same time.

When the wine was injected with energy, it once again bloomed with brilliant light. At this time, the colorful rainbow light on Aiwas became more and more conspicuous, and even a halo formed behind him.

Aiwas took a deep breath.

He raised his hand slightly and caught the butterfly of the flame.

Put it into his mouth.

As Aiwas chewed slowly, the flames that his body could not bear burst out from his body.

Cracks appeared on Aiwas' body, and the golden red unquenchable fire ignited from his body, as if he was wearing a cloak of flames. The wooden chair under him was also ignited and turned into a throne of flames.

At this time, his eyes were burned and melted by the uncontrolled flames, but Aiwas did not cry out in pain.

Because at this moment Aiwas only felt like he was dead - his perspective appeared above and behind "Aiwas", floating in the air, almost completely separated from the perception of the body.

He tried to reach out his hand, and the empty body below also raised his hand synchronously.

"I am your shepherd, and I will make you not lack."

A brilliant and hollow voice in the void overlapped with the hoarse whisper of the body below.

A thorn as black as carbon drilled out of Aiwas's right eye, and a white flower was pulled out from it.

He pinched the vine hard, pulling it out of his brain with dark red sticky blood!

The white flower suddenly burned, but the black thorn remained as calm as ice.

Aiwas turned it over and pointed the black thorn at Yulia like a feather pen.

He wrote the name "Aiwas" on Yulia's forehead.

Yulia watched Aiwas the whole time.

There was no worry and heartache in her eyes as she should have - the ritual required her to look up at Aiwas like a believer looking at a god, and no other distracting thoughts could appear in her mind.

Rational Yulia could perfectly fulfill the needs of the ritual.

As the handwriting carried a spark, it burned after it was all written - and it also ignited Yulia's pure white long hair, but did not hurt her.

Yulia did not feel the burning and pain, but only the warmth.

Aiwas, whose body was almost burned to rotten wood, slightly let go.

The burning white flower in his hand fell into the wine glass that was like the sun held in Yulia's hands.

The black thorns disintegrated in the wine, while the white flower burning with flames suddenly expanded-

The golden red flames burned from the wine glass!

"Here, I give you grace, hope, and bliss."

The sound emitted by Aiwas's body became closer and closer to the laziness of the Flame-Rebellious Butterfly. That sound overlapped with the sacred and glorious sound in the void, declaring: "No reward."

The next moment, the most intense flame burst out of the wine glass with a whoosh.

Like fireworks, it burst out on Yulia's face!

In an instant, the flames began to spread from her body in all directions.

The entire ritual array was ablaze. Every name of Aiwas and the words praising Aiwas burned together.

In the space, countless overlapping prayers seemed to echo at the same time - as if countless Yulias were chanting Aiwas's name and words of praise in different languages ​​at the same time.

——The essence of the art of shepherding essence is the method of false gods.

Simulate gods, simulate apostles, and simulate believers who worship gods.

At this moment, Yulia is not "one" believer, but the representative and incarnation of all "believers of Aiwas".

Therefore, the power she was given is also the sum of these believers -

Yulia was not afraid of the flames in the cup, but suddenly raised her head and drank the flames that were still burning in the cup!

She held the eight-sided dice in the wine in her mouth - and at this moment, the burning white flower was wrapped around the dice.

The white flower was outside of Yulia's mouth, and it looked like she had bitten a flower.

In the flames, the white flower gradually withered and closed. At some point, it turned into a butterfly cocoon.

The next moment, a flame butterfly struggled to get out of the cocoon shell that the white flower had turned into, and the cocoon shell turned into ashes.

- That was the butterfly of the flame of rebellion!

It was as bright as heated metal that was about to be forged. Even in the sea of ​​fire, it could be seen shining.

It fluttered and landed on Yulia's head. It was like a butterfly hairpin on the white hair.

Through this ceremony, Yulia and the butterfly of the flame of rebellion once again established a close connection.

Then, Yulia put down the wine glass. At the same time, she lowered her head and spit out the dice in her mouth.

The eight-sided dice spun and finally stopped at the number "8".

——Compared to before, the black mark on the dice has expanded a little.

At this moment, the moment the dice stopped, a dark red mark representing "infinity" appeared on the ritual array. The two rings suddenly trapped Aiwas and Yulia, and the flames in the entire room were sucked into the mark, including Aiwas and Yulia.

When all the flames were sucked into it, the mark disappeared immediately.

The ritual was successful.

The next moment, Aiwas and Yulia formed a strong sense of bond in their hearts.

Just like the induction between Aiwas and Lily - even stronger. Without the need for the Flame-Rebellious Butterfly to pass on the message like the Night Demon, Aiwas could directly sense Yulia's state and even communicate with her.

... It's like the relationship between a god and a believer.

As if time was going backwards, Aiwas, who was almost burned to a skeleton, ignited a pure white fire of regeneration, and his skin and flesh regenerated rapidly. The traces of the ritual array being burned by fire gradually disappeared, and only the chair under Aiwas turned into charred charcoal.

And Aiwass also "landed" back into his body from the drowsy healing feeling.

After a long while, he gradually woke up from the indifferent perspective that was as high as a god.

Only then did he realize that Yulia put a cloak on him the first time.

... Is this child actually worried that he will catch a cold?

Aiwass was a little helpless, but also a little moved.

"How is it, Yuli?"

He asked Yulia, who was happily experimenting with new powers.

The girl was like getting a big toy, excited, and her eyes became bright: "I have to try again, brother!"

"Okay, you get along well."

Aiwass was very relieved.

At this time, the Flame Butterfly stayed on Yulia's head, disguised as a bow.

He casually pulled out a card and habitually summoned the Night Demon.

The next moment, Aiwass was suddenly stunned.

- Because the bow on Yulia's head did not disappear.