Chapter 3: Sacred Object (1/2)

Aina had been kneeling on the ground for a long time. She did not dare to raise her head, but her petite body was no longer trembling.

Ever since childhood, she had heard a lot about the Lord of Ashes. He was said to be the source of Infinite Disasters; a god that was difficult to confront and understand for humans. And once he arrives, he will bring disaster to the entire world.

Not only children but also the adults were terrified of the Lord of Ashes whom they were serving. But what she did not understand was why people kept trying to summon the Lord of Ashes if they were so scared and afraid?

Perhaps, the Lord of Ashes was not as evil and horrifying as she and everyone imagined. Although she was ready to die, she certainly was not willing at all. She also wanted to live and grow up. When you grow up, you can learn more and become beautiful. Once you grow up, you can see the outside world, and you can become a mother.

Once again, the gray mist filled the surroundings, and the pulling force behind Shen Yi started becoming stronger and stronger. He, having a clear understanding in his heart, no longer resisted and reentered the gray mist.

'It seems that once the summoning time is up, I have to go back, even if I do not want to go back.'

He forgot one thing, a half cup of coffee he had brought from the cafe and had not finished at the end, which remained in the church.

The temperature in the church gradually dropped. Aina, who had been keeping her head down, was taken aback for a moment.

'Is the Lord of Ashes leaving?'

"Are you leaving, my lord?" Raising her head slowly, she looked nervously towards the direction of the Lord of Ashes. The indescribable aura was gradually disappearing. She breathed a sigh of relief. Her mind became hazy as she sat down on the floor.

"The Lord of Ashes left?"

She let out a sigh of joy. But she soon noticed the thing left behind by the god and stared blankly at it. Shen Yi could never have imagined what the coffee and the cup would look like to others.

Surrounded by gray mist, the air quivered, and the dark container carried blood-colored lava. A steady stream gushed out from it, which contained enough power to boil everything.

Aina felt dizzy and did not dare to approach the dark container. She felt the blood-colored lava squirming, boiling, distorting the things around her, and her hands and feet retreat subconsciously.

"The Lord of Ashes...why did he leave it here? Is this a reward for Aina?"

The Chaos Ember Regiment has always advocated the service and summoning of the Lord of Ashes, and they have acquired wisdom and power from the god. But even they received only a handful of gifts over thousands of years.

The wisdom and power of gods are incomparable. And the Burning Blood was definitely a blessing of the god, naturally something the world would covet.

"It is really a reward."

But Aina did not understand one thing, why did the great Lord of Ashes pay special attention to her?

"He not only allowed her to live but also bestowed her a sacred object."

As she sat on the floor, her little head could not comprehend why the idea behind their cult's summoning ritual was wrong?

Compared to the lost treasures, the rare demons, and the fallen gods... The Great Lord of the Ashes prefers little girls?

"..."

She suddenly figured it out. She was just a mortal, and it is normal for her not to understand the thoughts of the gods. After all, the greatness of the gods was not something that human beings could predict.

'What should I do next?'

Aina was a little confused. She was the only person left in the church. She went over and tried to pick up the Burning Blood but soon began to feel dizzy again.