1137 Ritual (1/2)
”And Omar… hasn't been here for revenge even once over the past ten thousand years… Is it afraid of me? Or has it forgotten?”
It was absolutely possible since most of the Outer Gods were a fusion of chaos.
In other words, they had no human personality and were completely incomprehensible.
Of course, it was also possible that something else had attracted its attention.
”Moreover… Omar's use of the Uyguklais was such a waste…”
Fang Yuan could deduce from Morigu Tata's reports that this race had expanded to many planets and had even started the exploration of the galaxies in a short period of ten thousand years.
Obviously, in addition to their individual combat strength, their research ability was the true treasure.
An Outer God of Chaos and Madness could not hope to unleash their fullest potential.
”However, it seems like there are special existences among the Outer Gods that can grant the wise ones and scholars unpopular knowledge and techniques… They form the so-called 'chaos technology', though Omar is obviously not among them…”
Fang Yuan let go of his perception slightly when he returned to the real world.
He could immediately sense it when a person recited his Outer God's true name.
And right now, he had enhanced his senses to such calls. He could sense those sacrifices and rituals as long as they were vaguely directed to him.
Suddenly, a ton of information flooded him.
”Oh Great Master…”
”The serpent from the Astral World, the Rainbow Snake…”
”Unknown existence, please bestow power unto me…”
…
”Most of them are Uyguklais, but there are a small number of aliens who are praying to a so-called Astral Serpent, Rainbow Snake… Did Omar spread it? That was just a rainbow channel…”
Fang Yuan was dumbfounded.
Most of them wanted to obtain power and knowledge or to fight against forces of evil such as Omar.
”I wonder who spread the information about my enmity with Omar. The Uyguklais? It could be that White Light as well…”
A strong prayer arrived at that moment. ”… Jörmungandr Frein… Jörmungandr Frein… Jörmungandr Frein…”
”Someone is reciting my true name. It might be lacking, but it's the closest. It's very far, not within the range that the Uyguklais could reach. Looks like White Light spread it… However, the one praying is actually…”
Fang Yuan's spiritual will reached within moments to a blue planet in the Sagittarius Galaxy.
In a secret room, a white young man with blond hair, a pale complexion, and about twenty years old was performing a ritual with six lit candles.
A pentagon was depicted on the ground, and each sharp corner had a sacrificial offering on it—from the eyes of a toad to vermouth, a few feathers, unknown blood, and a remnant page.
”Eagle feathers, I command you to make my soul lighter…
”I pray to you, Jörmungandr Frein…”
…
Vincent Gun chanted the incantation repeatedly. He then soaked the toad's eyes in the vermouth and swallowed them.
All of this was in strict accordance with Sen Luo's description on the remnant page.
He was not a member of a cult, but he was undoubtedly very interested in everything. He had even participated in a secret society that worshiped ghouls during high school and dug graves.
However, Vincent had left the society promptly when he realized that the leader's ritual could not revive the dead.
He chose to major in archaeology at university. After graduation, he became a professional, traveling around the world and conducting archaeological activities.
Finally, all the hard work had paid off during an exploration of the Mandala.
The Mandala were an ancient tribe dwelling in a tropical rainforest. It was said that they retained their custom of cannibalism. Vincent obtained a page after a near-death experience, and according to his investigations, it should be from the famous 'Sen Luo's Book of Vientiane' from the history of the Mandala!
It was said that this book was co-authored by the most famous wizards in the tropical rainforest of that time, and it described many incredible spells and rituals. It even had the secrets of the Ancients who ruled the planet in ancient times.
It was a pity that Sen Luo's Book of Vientiane was long lost, and Vincent had only obtained one page from it.
On it was this summoning ritual. It was said that the ancient wizards used this ritual to communicate with the legendary Gods of the Dream World.
As someone passionate about the occult, Vincent enacted the ritual right after he deciphered it.
As the ritual proceeded, he seemed to be a little dizzy and could barely stand up. ”One last step!”
This communication ritual required a secret room with a spiral staircase. Vincent descended slowly, still chanting the incantation.
The vertigo in his brain grew stronger as he continued.