"According to what the stickman revealed in his chat with me, only the former principal of Aaron City had contacted him before meeting me, and if everything went well, it should be impossible for anyone else to know about us. Sgate White said.

Old White flipped through the ancient books:

"That's right, and no one other than us should be able to realize how powerful the stickman is, but it's better to be careful in everything, not to mention how many powerful Fifth Orders are hidden in this city and school.

"Veronica's family, the freaks in the School of History and Psychology, as well as the descendants of some nobles, evil wizards who hide their identities, if someone else knows about our actions, they will surely come to snatch the opportunity to make a wish.

And their reckless behavior is likely to irritate the stickman, unleashing the ultimate horror that cannot be suppressed and controlled. ”

Sgate White glanced at the ancient books:

"What exactly is the method here? ”

Old White tapped the book cover with his fingers shaped like withered branches:

"The ancient Mafa translation of Primal Fear, although not the original, is still capable of carrying most of the evil truths in magical words.

"There are about 30 pages above that mention the stickman's demonic name, Viklitt Dom Dylan, about the Maharaja of Hell. The story of how a demigod-level exotic demon banished him. ”

Sgate thoughtfully said:

It seems that he appears in Hell much more often than anywhere else, perhaps because he finds it more interesting to fool the devil who thinks he is wise. ”

Old White sneered:

And its story appears in many folklore, with different names in different regions, and it has many different identities in legends, and there are many unusually many versions of it, and many people even think that he is a nature elf. ”

Sgate scoffed:

"If the natural environment of any world can give birth to such a spirit, it must be a nightmare for all good creatures, and it may even make evil creatures take a detour. ”

Old White continued to flip through "Primal Fear":

"Overwhelmingly most of his legends are stories invented by ignorant ancestors based on rumors and visions, and only accounts from powerful evil species can be trusted.

"The book mentions a bloody ritual of sacrificing twelve of the purest angelic maidens. ”

Sgate wondered:

"Angel? an adjective?"

Old White shook his head:

"I've already let you read more books, angels are similar to demons, they are both powerful exotic beings, loyal to a god corpse adrift in the endless universe, angels were enemies of demons and demons a long time ago. ”

Sgate exclaimed:

"Enemies, is there a race that can go to war with that horrible demons of chaos?"

Old White replied with a sigh:

"I don't know, it should have been before the New Era, I really can't imagine a race that can go to war with hell, and there are no so-called angelic warlocks now, basically no one understands this kind of creature that only exists in the mouth of demons, but as far as I know, this race often symbolizes holiness, light, redemption, justice, power and other imagery.

And as you say, it is indeed an adjective, and it can be found in various ancient texts that it can be used to describe a holy maiden. ”

Sgate touched his chin:

"Twelve holy maidens?"

Old White let out a giggling sarcastic laugh:

"We can find other equally symbolic materials instead, and the maiden grabs a handful, but the holy maiden, even if you count the males, it is estimated that you can't find ten in the whole of Aaron. ”

It is too difficult for the divine and the pure to appear in a young woman at the same time, and it is easy to say that the divine is a trait, but the attribute of the divine often requires a person to go through countless evil and bad disasters before it can be refined.

And the average holy person is already very difficult to be pure.

Fortunately, they don't need such expensive spell casting materials, because according to the ancestors' speculation, the current stickman should be in a very embarrassing situation, and it doesn't take much strength to be sealed.

Because if I'm not mistaken, decades ago it had made a deal with the former headmaster or someone else to regain a powerful power capable of interfering with real matter, but it was sealed away again by one or more mortals.

Old White continued to flip through the books:

"In addition to the twelve angel maidens, hellfire is required to complete the ritual. ”

Sgate asked:

"Real hellfire?"

Old White replied:

"It can be replaced with the flames of the Fire Demon Heart, and in addition to that, there is a small amount of Shattered Starlight. ”

Sgate heard another incomprehensible term:

"Shattered Starlight?"

Old White touched his beard:

"I haven't heard of it either, maybe it has something to do with the Church of the Broken Light, I checked the information again, and the final material was a golden dragon egg. ”

Sgate hurriedly said:

"This is easy to do, there are a lot of wurm species with golden dragon blood......"

Old White interrupted him:

"This dragon doesn't seem to be an ordinary dragon, but some kind of giant snake-like species that can't be replaced by the eggs of the golden dragon subspecies, and I need to check to see if I can find the elements and concepts it symbolizes. ”

Sgate White says:

"We've found dozens of methods, but most of them are not well documented, and the rest either look ridiculous or have no possibility of replication, and the few methods that can achieve the conditions are vague, so when will we find a useful way?"

Old White comforted his child and said:

"It's strange and suspicious to be able to find a way to deal with such a powerful being, but you just need to naturally push forward the steps of wish-fulfillment. ”

Speaking of this, Old White suddenly remembered something and asked:

"Do you need me to find someone to help you, you and that squire's daughter named Kelly haven't developed much yet. ”

Sgate refused:

"I can handle it, and she's not a girl who can get her hands on it casually. ”

Old White asked:

"Can't you just imprison her and torture her?"

Sgate says:

"The stickman insisted that she sacrifice her head voluntarily with all her heart, otherwise it would not grant our wishes, and it would be ineffective to use mind-controlled methods to make her perform rituals. ”

Old White snorted:

"What a nuisance. ”

Sgate laughed:

"In this way, there is a sense of accomplishment, let a self-reliant and lively girl step by step into my carefully arranged beautiful dream, fall into a sweet trap that is so sticky that it is suffocating, and sacrifice the whole head as a sacrifice to the evil god in self-touching, in order to save her boyfriend who lost his life because of saving her. ”

"What a beautiful story. ”

Sgate's face was eerily rosy.

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