Chapter 303： : Raven puppet, dragon hawk rider appears (1/2)

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A raven is a lap larger than a normal raven, and it is dark all over, but its head is snow-topped and white.

Each raven can only contribute less than 100 milliliters of raven’s blood, but each big tub does not need to be filled, only 10 centimeters of raven’s blood needs to be filled, which requires more than 100 heads. Raven's blood can complete the weight of a tub.

The saint of the raven Safri was very skillful in slaughtering these ravens, cutting the neck-bleeding-and throwing it aside, forming a set of procedures.

These blood-letted ravens will not be wasted. Soon, under the supervision of Jackdaw and Euphorbia warriors, villagers will pick up these ravens in wooden baskets and carry them to the outside of the village for processing. Cut it into two pieces for dinner tonight.

Soon Wang Xuan was taken to the Raven Tower. The deacon of the church, David, was looking at the saint Saffli who was out of school, and he lowered his head to Wang Xuan's ear and whispered.

”That is the Lord Saint, she is preparing for your conversion ceremony.”

”After soaking the blood of the raven and performing some simple rituals, you can truly become a member of the church and enjoy the endless splendor broadcast by the **** of the raven.”

”Now, please stay patient and wait quietly for Master Saint to complete the preparations.”

David said in a bewildered tone with a little fanatical expression on his face.

Wang Xuan nodded and did not dare to say anything. He just stood there and watched the saint of the raven bleed the ravens one by one. Although the blood was all raven blood, it still made Wang Xuan feel a little bit. weird.

A ritual that uses blood as a medium is a little uncomfortable just thinking about it.

But this is a different world after all, and even all kinds of undead monsters and fantasy creatures can exist, so it is not surprising that a heretical church uses the blood of the raven as a ritual medium.

While Wang Xuan was standing by and waiting obediently, another four or five people were brought over from other directions in the village. All of them were brought to Wang Xuan's side. Counting him, there were six people in total.

The six people looked at each other. Among them were men and women, black and white, and Asian.

Wang Xuan took a few glances, and found that the five people brought were all lords, and he was suddenly confused.

The expressions of the other lords were the same, all with deep doubts, but no one took the initiative to speak.

”Do these guys have the same idea as me?”

”Do you want to hug your thighs and fish in troubled waters by converting to the church?

Wang Xuan thought in his heart, and faintly felt that something was wrong. They did not choose to communicate due to the occasion, because there was a church deacon watching them behind them.

Moreover, the saint of the ravens were preparing for the ceremony, which made them dare not act rashly.

After waiting patiently for nearly an hour, the six tubs were all ready.

About ten kilograms of raven's blood was placed in each tub, exuding warm blood.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and the weather was actually a bit wrong. The dense clouds made the sky look a little gloomy, and a breeze had blown from just now, which made the blood drift away.

Wang Xuan also saw the announcement of the final challenge before, but he didn’t care. Now he just wants to hug the thigh of the Calamity Raven Church as soon as possible. When you enter the church, you will soon be able to climb to the top of the church.

I don't know if he underestimated the aborigines or overestimated himself. After tricking some silly, sweet, true, and beautiful lords to let him taste the sweetness, he has a scent of self-confidence.

Among the other lords around, some were suspicious, some were serious, and there was even a blond lord who kept peeking at the neighborhood, seemingly thinking of trying to escape.

After all, some of these lords were caught while picking up leaks when they went out like Wang Xuan, and some were caught when they failed to engage in small actions. Not everyone, like Wang Xuan, wanted to penetrate the church. They were more. Just thinking about running away.

It's just that the heights of the nearby buildings have all been occupied by the heavy church archers. There are dozens of church calamity mages on the tower of the raven next to them, and there are teams of jackdaw euphorbia samurai and deacons behind them.

Although these lords kept some combat props in their storage compartments, they were still not sure that they could escape from the village from this strictly guarded situation.

So now they can only follow the arrangements of the Disaster Raven Church, and then wait for opportunities to look for opportunities.

Everyone has their own thoughts, but without exception, they all hope to achieve their goals after completing the conversion ceremony.

After all the tubs were put in the right amount of raven's blood, Saffli cut her fingertips again.

A drop of her blood was squeezed into each tub, the blood mixed with blue and white dots of strange power, with a faint chill.

As a saint, Saffli was integrated into the spirit of the raven when she was very young. The blood in her body contained some of the divinity of the raven god. Although it was very meager, it was also a special material for spellcasting.

Including the magic circle that the church has placed in the buried land to suppress the undead, but also needs her blood as an auxiliary material, so her blood looks different from ordinary people's.

After dripping the blood, the blood of the raven in the tubs began to rippling.

This was not over yet, and then, she reached out again to attract a few ravens, cut its chest alive, and plucked out the living raven hearts, and threw them into a wooden basin.

The hearts of these little ravens are all in a lively beating state, like little sources of power, injecting vitality into these blood.

At this time, the blood in each tub began to boil, and a white cold air wafted out, and the Holy Lady of Calamity Raven took out the staff that had been carrying her back.

This is an ebony raven staff. On the top of the staff is carved a fist-sized Frost Raven. Unlike ordinary ravens, the Frost Raven is huge in size and can be ridden. The Disaster Raven Church scout who sent the letter was riding the Frost Raven, and now that guy has become the refrigerator in Zongshen's territory.

And the eyes of the Frost Raven carved on the staff were two black gems, and Safri raised the staff of Ebony Raven and began to sing.

The black jewel eyes of the raven on the top suddenly lit up, and after the black light flashed, a fist-sized gray raven shadow began to condense. A total of six shadows were submerged in the tub, leaving the entire tub except for the floating ones. In addition to the white chill, there is an extra layer of black light.

After completing this set of procedures, the saint of the raven Saffli exhaled and carried the ebony raven staff behind her back again, looking a little tired.

She walked slowly to Wang Xuan and the others, with a smile on her face.

”The preparations for the ceremony have been completed. Now please enter the tubs separately.”

”After completing the ceremony, you are truly converted to the church.”

”At the same time, this ceremony can also strengthen your strength and physical fitness.”

Saffli's voice is very gentle, with a faint smile, she seems to have a peaceful beauty, which makes people can't help but trust her.

Wang Xuan listened to his words and looked at the wooden basins, but he could only see some vague system information.

【The Raven Transformation Ceremony (Unknown)】

This is the biggest difference between the ordinary lord and Zong Shen. For Zong Shen, there is no secret at all under the prompt, and for the ordinary lord, it needs to be half-kept and half-guessed.