Chapter 393 - Chapter 393: Chapter 373: Encircling Fischer (Part Five) (1/2)

Chapter 393: Chapter 373: Encircling Fischer (Part Five)

Meanwhile, within Nasir City.

In the Grand Hall beneath the Fischer Manor, Lilian and the others were attempting to awaken the great Lord of the Lost, following the methods inscribed on the stone tablet.

Since the priority of awakening Him was undeniably of the utmost importance, they had not chosen to assist the Romann family.

As long as the great Lord of the Lost awoke!

All would get better!

The entire Fischer family, the Dawn Church, everyone up and down, almost all believed in this.

Byrne interpreted the inscriptions on the black stone tablet with care and said aloud,

“According to the tablet, we must first select a Holy Land, which should be right here, and then the Priest must purify body and mind through a bath; after which, the Priest also needs to choose four suitable sacred objects.”

“Four sacred objects?”

Lilian looked at her father, deep in thought.

“Is there a specification of what these sacred objects are?”

If they were specified as four extraordinary materials, then it might indeed be impossible to find them in a short period, leaving them with no recourse.

No, it wasn’t exactly that they had no recourse.

If faced with that sort of unsatisfactory situation, Byrne felt they could use a little bit of the Philosopher’s Stone to directly create the needed extraordinary materials with the power of miracle.

Fortunately, after reading a bit more, Byrne continued seriously, “Yes, four sacred objects, according to this, they need to be four things that can represent the Divine.”

“I see, I understand now.”

Lilian nodded slightly. Other people might think for a long time, but she instantly came up with four things that could symbolize the Lord of the Lost.

“What’s next?”

Byrne gazed at the dense text, envisioning scenes from ancient times where the Priest, dressed in resplendent vestments, would chant an old hymn under the light.

The hymn contained the Divine’s name, deeds, and a sincere wish for awakening.

Moreover, it had to be in an ancient language capable of directly touching the soul of the Divine. Byrne knew it was a rare language from the Sun Church, which he had once seen in a book fifteen years ago.

While not as knowledgeable as the legendary Sapphire Curator, who was versed in almost all books on Mysticism, Byrne had successfully recorded the contents of nearly a thousand such books over decades.

Without question, he was a living Mysticism library!

And when the hymn reached its climax, the Priest had to summon the mysterious powers of the four elements respectively, enhancing the ritual’s power by lighting the sacred fire, pouring sacred water, shaking the wind chimes, and scattering the soil, to converge the world’s energy upon the altar.

Then, many prepared extraordinary sacrifices would be offered up one by one, and with each offering, the Priest would recite a verse of praise or prayer, conveying pleas to the Divine.

At the same time, all participating believers had to concentrate intensely, trying to establish a mental connection with the slumbering Divine, conveying their will and pleas through prayer, seeking resonance with the Divine.

Ultimately, to awaken the great Him!

“The more offerings are sacrificed, the higher the chance for awakening, with each sacrifice representing a ‘screaming’ opportunity. I fully understand the principle now,” he said.

After putting down the black stone tablet, Byrne took a deep breath and turned to glance at the red Philosopher’s Stone floating in mid-air.

Byrne took the Philosopher’s Stone back into his hands, with a very determined tone,

“Let’s begin, Lilian.”

“Awaken the great Lord of the Lost!”

He looked at his daughter with determination, “We will buy you time, Lilian.”

Lilian, seated in her wheelchair, smiled weakly and nodded lightly.

She looked at her father very seriously, closed her eyes and said,

“God will protect the Fischer family.”

—-

Numerous extraordinary powerful experts had already gathered from all over the East Coast Province, about to surround the original “Four Towns” completely, forming an impenetrable wall of death.

The air inside Nasir was so tense, it almost solidified, with every breath echoing ominously, filling the citizens with despair and fear like never before, a sense of urgency cutting through everyone’s nerves like a cold blade.

At this moment, those at the core of the Fischer family had already found their positions under Byrne’s command, secretly holding their ground at various points in the Four Towns, with the main forces concentrated around the outskirts of Nasir City.

The army was also summoned, but in the current level of battle, they could only serve to sustain endurance.

Even though the impending enemy’s strength had reached an unprecedented terrifying level, the people of Nasir had not chosen to give up but were prepared to defend their homeland in an almost tragic manner.