Tome of Blood

This is a beautiful coastal canyon.

Tall black trees block out the sun, and the rugged coastline stretches to the end of the sky.

In the vast ancient temple, leaders from various Free Alliance tribes have gathered here, surrounded by handsome elves in tuxedos.

The elders and clansmen of their respective tribes have already sealed the inside and outside of the temple.

There was silence inside and outside the temple. Everyone's eyes were focused on the lifelike faceless statue in the temple and the nervous girl kneeling in front of the statue.

"God... Lord God, His Majesty the Great Savior, can you really hear our call?"

An old tribal leader couldn't help but look at the smiling elf messenger, his hoarse voice trembling slightly.

"Elven Envoy" Sebastian smiled slightly.

I saw him reaching out his hand and drawing a symbol of thorns and roses on his chest. His gentle voice was pious and fanatical:

"sure."

"Just as you have been looking forward to this day, your great majesty... has already set his sights on you."

After saying that, he looked at the northern girl sitting in front of the statue:

"Astrid, the time has come, let's begin the ceremony."

"Follow what I taught you, feel, call, and sing the true name of God!"

"As long as you have faith in your heart, as long as your heart is pure, and as long as your faith is pious, you will naturally be able to evoke the blessings left by your Majesty on you, and the great Majesty... will naturally hear your voice!"

After hearing Sebastian's encouragement, Astrid took a deep breath, and her expression gradually became firmer.

She stretched out her right hand, drew a symbol of thorns and roses on her chest, and then bowed to the statue on the altar:

"The overseer and protector of darkness,"

“The disruptor and reinventor of order.”

"Lord of the Night,"

"King of the Dawn,"

"The savior of the Free Tribe Alliance, the embodiment of the cycle of light and darkness——"

"The great...god of the night!"

"Astrid, your devout believer, hereby prays to you, asks for your gaze, asks for your protection, and asks for...your strength."

The girl's voice was ethereal and sweet, and extremely pious.

As she prayed, the tribesmen inside and outside the temple also knelt down and chanted along with the girl:

"The great god of the night!"

"Your Majesty the Great Savior!"

"Your devout believers... pray for your attention, your protection, and your strength!"

The loud sound was overwhelming, setting off waves of echoes in the canyon, completely drowning out the sound of waves hitting the rocks.

Everyone worshiped the statue, their eyes focused on the lifelike statue, their eyes full of hope and anxiety.

The echoes of prayer gradually melted into the sound of the waves.

The ancient temple also returned to silence again.

Looking at the unchanged statue on the altar, everyone's expectant eyes gradually dimmed, and the light of hope in their eyes gradually extinguished.

Even Astrid, the "godly girl" who was kneeling in front of the statue, slowly closed her eyes.

"Still...isn't it okay?"

Looking at the unchanged altar, an old tribal elder looked dejected and despairing.

"No……"

The girl in front of the statue suddenly opened her eyes.

I saw her clasping her hands and placing them on her chest. She raised her head and looked at the lifelike statue of the god with a pious expression:

"I... seem to feel the power of the Savior's crown..."

As soon as he finished speaking, crimson light bloomed on the girl's body.

Her chest burst into red light, and an illusory ball of light slowly rose from her body.

As if attracted by some kind of force, the light ball flew towards the statue on the altar, and finally merged with the statue.

A crimson glow spread over the statue.

I saw that the statue that had no face suddenly changed!

Its facial features gradually became clearer, its image gradually became complete, and in the blink of an eye... it transformed from a faceless statue whose true appearance could not be seen, into a small and beautiful goddess statue.

A crimson beam of light rose into the sky with the statue as the center.

A vicissitudes of ancient aura slowly descended into the temple, and along with that ancient aura was the divine power that looked down upon the world.

In a daze, the praying believers of the Savior seemed to see a tall temple appearing in the void. In the temple, a goddess wearing a black divine dress sat high on the throne.

The stars are the embellishments on His throne, and the blood moon is the back behind His throne.

Everyone felt that there was some kind of awakening throbbing deep in their blood, and along with the throbbing, there was a majestic, beautiful and ethereal voice that seemed to resound in their hearts:

"I...are aware of your prayers."

A vague energy wave spread out, passed through everyone, and then spread further.

At this moment, all the savior believers of the Free Tribe Alliance felt as if some shackles on their bodies had been cut off, and at the same time... it seemed as if something was being connected.

Crimson radiance bloomed one after another among the crowd.

Those tribal priests who had already reached the standards of totem priests but had never successfully performed totem magic were surprised to find that astonishing totem power suddenly appeared in their bodies!

No……

That's not totemic power.

That is the power of divine magic gifted by the gods that the clergy should have mastered!

"I...I seem to be able to use the power of totem!"

"No, it's not just the power of the totem! It's divine magic! It's the dark night magic that belongs to our Free Tribe Alliance!"

"Your Majesty the Savior did not abandon us! Your Majesty the Savior...really did not abandon us!"

"Praise the Savior! Praise the order! Praise the great God of the Night!"

The priests who awakened the "totem power" cried and laughed, and worshiped the glorious statue of the god on the altar.

Astrid, the “godly girl”, also looked excited.

Listening to the cheers of the tribesmen and feeling the unprecedented power of divine blessings in the temple, she felt that all her persistence and efforts had been worth it.

"Praise order, praise darkness, praise the great God of the Night!"

Her voice trembled slightly, and she knelt on the ground again, worshiping the statue.

The crimson glow continued to spread.

Gradually, the light separated from the statue on the altar and continued to gather in front of the girl.

Astrid's heart moved slightly.

She reached out her hand almost subconsciously.

The crimson light fell on the girl's palm as if consciously, and continued to condense and evolve, finally turning into a thick classic with a black background and red edges inlaid with gold.

On it, there are a few words written in mainland China's common language:

"The Book of Dark Night"

Sebas, who was watching the ceremony, couldn't help but cast his gaze away.

He recognized it. It was made up by him, the werewolf Lufu and the priest Lottie, combined with the guidance and teachings of His Majesty the True Ancestor. It was just handed over to His Majesty the True Ancestor's Dark Night Order not long ago. .

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It's a little short today, so I've updated half of it, and there will be more tomorrow.