1148 Abyss (2/2)
Gegehu's hand shook, and the teacup fell to the ground.
He did not bother about it, and his voice became low. ”This is the beginning of a ritual! A very evil ritual involving the ancient legends of this planet—the Ancients and the Outer Gods!
”In the ancient past, it was the Ancients with extraordinary powers that ruled this planet. They are all descendants of Outer Gods! We wizards learned our craft from them. Some of them turned toward crazy and bloody rituals and became Dark Sorcerers! However, there were also extreme lunatics among these Dark Sorcerers who researched the Outer Gods! Most of them destroyed themselves…
”But contamination comes hand in hand with extraordinary power. The Outer Gods are the source of everything! They are unpredictable and extremely powerful, and they would bring about terrible changes even if we were to so much as see their true bodies… Whenever we mention them, we must use different names to refer to them because any fragment of their true names mentioned would often carry contamination…”
From his words… Nietzsche frowned… it seems as though this Gegehu is the crazy type who researched the Outer Gods like he mentioned…
”What does all of this have to do with the Feast of Meat?” Angelina asked.
”I said it already, this is the beginning of a ritual. Its full name is 'Sacrifice to the God of Darkness'. It uses sacrifices of flesh, blood, and soul as a start to pray for power from the God of Darkness. According to the legends, after the completion of this ritual, it would at least send a Son of Darkness, one of the Ancients that used to rule this planet!” Gegehu replied. ”The Feast of Meat is the beginning of the Dark Ritual. It points toward the Master Living Above the Lonely Star, the Astral World Traveler, the Ruler of the Planet of Demon Insects, the Lord of Chaos and Madness, the Darling of Darkness!”
With that said, Gegehu glanced at Nietzsche. ”The mark on your body is the mark of this master's sacrifice!”
”So that's it!” Nietzsche touched the back of his neck, his whole being shaking.
The mystery hidden within his bloodline finally unveiled a little.
”The Feast of Meat is only the beginning, right? They'll need blood and soul next!” Angelina said. ”Would we destroy the entire ritual if we were to stop the other two?”
”The power of darkness is far more powerful than you imagine… Once a Son of Darkness descends, it will truly be the disaster of this entire planet!” Gegehu's eyes turned pure white all of a sudden. ”The Ancients liked to rule their countries high-handedly, and their appearance represents slavery and disaster… The dark minions will make sure the rituals succeed at all costs.”
Nietzsche felt like he could not breathe. I'm just a small peripheral member, so why am I suddenly related to a global-level disaster?
After calming down, Nietzsche gritted his teeth and asked, ”Is there no other way?”
”Only the power of an Outer God can resist an Outer God!” Gegehu's voice became unsteady. ”The Master Living Above the Lonely Stars has an archenemy as well. It's the serpent from the Astral World, the snake with rainbow scales shining all over it! The master of the Dream World!”
Gegehu's eyes were suddenly on Angelina. ”You have Vincent's power left in your body, and Vincent originally faced the Astral Serpent directly, which was why he became an Abyssor!”
”Abyssor?”
”Those that face the abyss are the Abyssors. They are extremely powerful, even among the wizards! A wizard just starting out can only be regarded as a Contaminator with extraordinary power! Then comes the Controller who can control their own extraordinary power. However, this is only an illusion. After advancing again, we will realize that we have always been staring at the abyss, and the abyss has been staring back at us at the same time…”
”The second matter is that a painting that Vincent left behind has lost complete control…” Angelina said with a deep breath.
”I can do nothing if the power of an Abyssor is out of control…” Gegehu waved his hand in a gesture that signaled he was seeing the guests off. He left them with a final note. ”Boy, I just obtained a revelation from the Dream World. You have long met your hope…”
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Until he walked out of this slum, Nietzsche still looked as though he was in a trance. ”Contaminator, Controller, Abyssor? The three levels of Extraordinaries? I've long met my hope? What does that mean?”
”I didn't think that there was such a secret behind the Feast of Meat…” Angelina bit her lip. ”Let's part ways here. I have to go home and think about it calmly!”
She was also just a girl under the pressure of a mortgage and had nothing to do with Evil Gods and the fate of the world.
”All right, Miss Angelina!” Nietzsche's eyes were still hazy after they parted, and he wandered around on the streets aimlessly.
When he finally stopped, he found himself standing in Parasol Street.
”Is this a sign from destiny?” Nietzsche grimaced as he walked into the convenience store.
He immediately saw that black-hearted, profiteering boss and his cute servant girl.
”Yo, it's been such a long time since we last met, Little Mister!” Fang Yuan put down his newspaper and raised his eyes. ”Have you saved enough money?”
”Money? What money?” Nietzsche was stunned.
”Of course, the money to purchase Vincent's painting! Please let me introduce to you… the treasure we just received, the masterpiece of the late Vincent—Dream!”
Fang Yuan pointed to the twisted starry sky above the wall, and Nietzsche looked as though he just saw a ghost.