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Chapter 4171 Reunion
Chapter 4171 Reunion
Ten minutes later, the gate to the sacrificial site was pushed open.
The Silent Priestess slowly walked in, her long, plain white dress trailing on the ground, the rabbit fur shawl on her shoulders swaying slightly with each step, making her figure even more elegant.
She didn't come alone; behind her floated a white snake wearing a pink nurse's cap, its tail coiled into a neat spiral, pulling a wheeled bed along the front rail.
Two unconscious figures lay on the bed.
“One is the non-magical larva of the succubus Panas, and the other… looks like a dragon cub.” The Silent Priest stopped about five meters in front of the High Priest, a faint smile playing on his lips. His tone was perfectly respectful, yet also contained a hint of casualness: “Both of them possess elemental talents and are currently under anesthesia. We’ll leave the rest to Your Excellency.”
The high priest glanced at the two unconscious men on the bed: "Have their origins been investigated?"
The Priestess of Tranquility raised her hand and stroked the felt in the crook of her arm, her fingertips casually running through the down: "Your Excellency has been increasingly cautious lately. Is it because you're afraid of getting into some troublesome situation?"
Her tone was teasing with a hint of a smile, and her eyes were inquisitive.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask," the high priest said indifferently. "Also, try to minimize your silence these days. This is a reminder from your teacher."
"Teacher? I don't want to be your student."
The high priest was unconcerned about the priest's attitude: "Then just take it as advice from your superior."
"……I see."
The Priestess of Tranquility paused, then pointed to the two people on the bed: "Unfortunately, I didn't investigate their backgrounds. However, they were rescued from the Bloodbound Dungeon of Gentoro, and it's said they were just a hair's breadth away from being sacrificed."
“Giantoro may be crazy, but since he dared to arrest them, he probably doesn’t have any big connections.”
The high priest naturally knew who Jantoro was, a priest of the Blood Cult.
Although he was a madman, he had been in Yungang City for more than ten years and had performed numerous blood sacrifices, yet he had never been caught by the God-Slaying Division.
This shows that he did not really offend the major families in Yungang City. Otherwise, with the power of the families and the cooperation of the God Extermination Division, he could not have remained unharmed for more than ten years.
It may seem crazy, but it's actually quite cautious.
Since Giannitoro dared to arrest these two, there shouldn't be any major problems. Even if there are any repercussions, they shouldn't be too serious.
Thinking of this, the high priest nodded indifferently: "Stay here, I will offer a sacrifice along with you."
"The merit..." The Silent Priest raised his eyes. These two were not only a rare race, but they were also rescued from the Blood Faction. Their contribution in the sacrifice was definitely not small.
The high priest said, "It is written in your name."
The Priestess of Tranquility smiled and said, "Thank you, High Priest. I shall take my leave now. I wish you a speedy attainment of divine power, shedding of your old shackles, and ascension to the divine realm."
"Next time you're after my position, you don't have to be so blunt."
"Is it obvious? I genuinely wished that you would be freed from your suffering soon."
"Get lost." The high priest, too lazy to deal with her, waved his hand.
"I will obey your command." The Silent Priest nodded slightly, turned around decisively, and slowly retreated with the little white snake.
After the Silent Priest left, the High Priest's gaze fell on the two figures on the bed.
Previously, he received a message from the Silent Priestess on a paper crane, saying that she hoped to reserve two spots for her when the next sacrificial ceremony was held.
Upon hearing this, he guessed that the Priestess of Silence must have captured some good human sacrifices.
With her authority, she could easily have used the "silence" ritual to handle the situation herself. The fact that she specifically sought me out and requested a higher-level sacrificial ceremony speaks volumes about the significance of the offering.
The high priest, knowing that a sacrifice was about to take place on his side, decided to have the Silent Priest bring his men over directly.
Now that I see it, it is indeed a high-quality offering.
Not only were they stolen from the Blood Faction, but they also belonged to a rare and exceptional race. With these two achievements combined, her merits are estimated to be close to earning her the position of High Priest.
No wonder her attitude towards herself has recently changed from cautious to eager.
The high priest lowered his brow and murmured in a tone only he could hear, "In other regions, your achievements would be sufficient for the position of high priest. But in Cloud Harbor City..."
He paused, a very soft laugh escaping his throat, tinged with amusement and a hint of eerie indulgence: "As long as I live, you can forget about it."
"So, my good disciple..." He looked up in the direction the Silent Priest had left, a twisted satisfaction flashing in his eyes, "Are you hoping for my death?"
The slight upward inflection at the end of the sentence revealed a hint of relief, as if the teacher had finally succeeded in teaching the child. It was as if the teacher was watching their rebellious child finally dare to show their claws, and instead of being annoyed, the child found it quite amusing.
A suppressed laugh echoed repeatedly in the cramped room...
……
Meanwhile, in the live broadcast area of the heart space.
Angel, Luigi, and their water clones watched the two unconscious people being pushed to the sacrificial site by the Silent Priest, their expressions completely silent.
"..."
The three looked at each other, as if they wanted to say something, but in the end, none of them spoke.
When the Silent Priest left and the High Priest's expression suddenly became emotional, the Water Clone broke the silence: "This guy's mental state is very twisted."
"If the cult leader isn't perverted, then who is?" Luigi thought it was perfectly normal.
After speaking, Luigi paused, his tone hesitant: "But then again, I really didn't expect them to come together in this way."
Luigi turned to Angel: "You're right again."
The water clone nodded: "This is yet another piece of evidence that your theory of 'predestined fate' is correct."
The reason they spoke these words with such emotion was because the two people brought into the sacrificial site by the Silent Priest were none other than Na and Milk Dragon, who had been forced to separate due to the explosion and the wine cup.
Luigi: "I'm still a little dazed. It was somewhat expected that they would eventually come together, propelled by predetermined fate."
"But what we didn't expect was that their methods of gathering were all completely illogical."
"This……"
Luigi didn't know what to say.
It can only be said that Angell's earlier theory that "fate moves the fastest when one is in a coma" is true.
Just look at these people and you'll know.
The wine glass was in the sewage of the sewer, and because the wine in the glass was shaken out, he eventually lost consciousness.
After falling into a coma, the wine glass was kidnapped and sold again. The seller was even killed by the buyer. Then it was resold a second time, eventually ending up in the hands of the priest of the Deity Sect.
He remained unconscious throughout the entire process.
Although we don't know what happened to Na and the Milk Dragon, they were eventually captured by the Silent Priest, drugged, and sent here.
Undoubtedly, he too was in a coma and faced numerous setbacks, but ultimately, he was unconsciously propelled by the winds of fate to the land of Canaan.
As for Mud Duke, he was similar to the other two.
After arriving in the vampire town, he and Kaiya, for reasons unknown, ended up infiltrating the leech offering manufacturing company.
Who would have thought that there was a stronghold of the Deities within this company? In fact, they even happened to run into the Deities priest who was out searching for offerings.
He was eventually knocked unconscious and brought in.
These people, who had clearly separated in the old town of Moranti and even split into three groups, ended up meeting again at the sacrificial site in the vampire town, all in the same "unconscious" state.
“If this got out, I doubt anyone would believe such a coincidence could exist,” Luigi sighed. “If I told Ben, he’d think it was a worthless script.”
"But fate is so coincidental, this is what actually happened," the water clone said calmly. "The world's will composes its own music, and predetermined destiny will inevitably dance to it."
The result was exactly what you saw in the live stream.
These people gathered unconscious, then were sacrificed unconscious, and then... when their souls finally converged in the chocolate factory, they probably looked at each other in disbelief.
……
The place of sacrifice.
The high priest looked at the four unconscious individuals placed in the center of the sacrificial array, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes filled with hesitation.
His hesitation wasn't due to a sudden change of heart, but rather because he was thinking... since the sacrificial ritual had already been arranged, wouldn't it be a waste to sacrifice only four? Should he have his men find more people to sacrifice?
He had completely forgotten that he had initially arranged the sacrificial ceremony only to offer the sacrificial wine cups.
However, after hesitating for a moment, the high priest ultimately gave up on the idea.
Firstly, now that a descendant of the Creator is suspected to have descended to earth, indiscriminately arresting people could very well attract His attention.
Although the possibility is not high, we can't be afraid of the worst.
Secondly, before leaving, the woman from the God Extermination Division directly activated the Wuwang Tranquility Ritual.
In her words, "If I don't activate it, I'm afraid you'll turn around and dismantle the ritual for research. If that happens, I'll be seen as a leaker, and that's no joke. I may cooperate with you, but I have no intention of betraying the God-Slaying Division."
To avoid revealing the secret, she activated the ritual before leaving. However, once activated, the ritual would continuously consume energy, and would be completely depleted within half a day at most.
At that time, all the occlusion effects will disappear.
Therefore, with such a tight schedule, finding a suitable new offering is also very difficult.
The third reason, and also the most important reason!
For some reason, the high priest felt that the sense of being watched by the cup head had become stronger... Was the "locator" gathering clues at a higher intensity?
He didn't know why, but he didn't like the feeling.
Let's offer the sacrifice sooner rather than later.
Thinking of this, the chief priest arranged the positions for these people, then sat down in the "lower seat of the gods" in the sacrificial ceremony. Looking at the other empty seats, a trace of sorrow flashed in his eyes.
Previously, when they made sacrifices in the abandoned factory, their subordinates recited prayers together, but now they have all been killed by the Guardian Family.
This time, I have to perform the sacrificial ceremony myself.
However, even without the help of his subordinates, a sacrificial ceremony is not difficult for the chief priest.
He took a deep breath and began to silently recite the ritual prayers.
"Tearing apart the veil of reality, uploading distorted consciousness..."
"Using the desire for spiritual communion as bait, they worship the chaotic gods they see..."
"Let the soul be freed, let malice struggle... sacrifice the spirit, return to the great unity..."
"A god hovering in the deep sky..."
"Grant us the authority to look directly at you..."
His muttering was low and secretive, sometimes uttering multiple syllables at a time.
They repeated the chant over and over again. With each recitation, a faint glow would emanate from the ritual site. This glow seemed to reach the heavens, pierce through the infinite void, and arrive at the divine kingdom of the Chaos God.
Accompanied by the lowering of the god's gaze.
The entire sacrificial ceremony... or rather, the ritual of inciting chaos among the gods, had reached its peak.
If this were outside, the overflowing power of the sacrifice would likely have formed a cloud radiating strange energy. But at this moment, under the protection of the Wuwang Tranquility Ritual, no energy leaked out; they were concealed within the ritual.
However, because there was no leakage, these strange fluctuations slowly condensed in the room, eventually forming a dense fog that could not be dispersed.
The live stream room was no longer showing any images, only a pale white mist.
However, if you are at the site of the sacrifice, you will find that the sound of the priest chanting prayers continues to echo in the mist, only this time the prayers have changed slightly.
"With consciousness as the torch, elements as the anointing, knowledge as the guide, and dreams as the sacrifice—this is dedicated to the sage Oluobas."
"Where the divine gaze falls, a long corridor is forged leading into the window."
"May silence be like a shadow, rules like a bondage, eternally unbreakable..."
The moment the prayer faded away, four faint lights suddenly appeared deep within the mist in the spiritual world, invisible to the naked eye.
The souls of the four sleeping "sacrifices" were drawn by an invisible hand, slowly breaking free from their bodies and rising into the air. Their translucent souls swayed gently in the mist, as if being tenderly lifted by some force, before finally transforming into four streams of light that simultaneously plunged into the impenetrable darkness above the ritual—the entrance to an unknown secret realm that had been temporarily opened.
As the souls faded away, only four empty shells remained in the original location.
The chest still rises and falls slightly, and the fingertips twitch occasionally, retaining the most primal instincts of life, but without any trace of consciousness, like an empty candle with its wick removed, leaving only a warm container.
……
The live stream was obscured by thick fog for more than half an hour, and no one could see what was happening.
It wasn't until a group of people dressed in uniform parted the thick fog and carefully carried the four unconscious people out of the sacrificial site that the situation was resolved.
"This is……?"
Looking at the group's actions, Luigi's eyes flashed with doubt: "Has someone come to rescue them?"
Otherwise, why would a group of strangers suddenly appear and take them away?
Just as they were wondering what was going on, the others were wheeled into a brightly lit room. Inside were snow-white walls, a gleaming floor, and several hospital beds covered with clean blue and white striped sheets.
Yes, it's a hospital bed.
This looks exactly like a private hospital room.
After laying them flat on the hospital beds, the group left.
About ten minutes later, two people entered the ward.
One is the high priest, and the other is the priest of silence.
"Their souls have already entered the secret realm; their physical bodies are temporarily in your care," the high priest said calmly.
The Silent Priest's expression was somewhat gloomy: "Why not just throw it away?"
The high priest pointed at Mud Duke: "He is being watched by the Blood God, and throwing him out now would pose too great a risk."
Since the mud jutsu can't be thrown away, the others might as well keep it too.
"My idea is to keep them here and feed the leeches with their blood. Anyway, there are rumors that there is a blood cell in the company. I just thought about it and I think this idea is not bad."
"Let's make these people the first batch of Blood Prisoners."