Mother Temple.

Behind the main hall stands a statue of a god about nine meters high, but the statue is covered by a gauze tent, and only the image of a woman in colorful clothes can be vaguely seen.

At the bottom of the main hall is a relief, telling the legendary story of the mother goddess, and above the relief is a huge oil painting of various insects, which makes the whole hall full of mystery.

In front of the idol, thousands of candles burned, and a priest in red was slowly lighting the remaining candles.

In the center of the main hall, there stood four devout black-robed believers, their bodies shrouded in black robes, surrounded by a blue crystal ball the size of a human head.

At this time, the blue crystal ball was placed on an inverted cone-shaped stone platform about one meter high, without the slightest fluctuation.

Suddenly, a young man in a blue robe walked in from outside the hall, and immediately bowed down and said, "Priest Woolf, the high priest has an order for you to hold a sacrifice in an hour, and there are other things to do tomorrow." ”

"Got it, Deacon Ade!" said Woolf casually, without stopping in his hand, still lighting the candle unhurriedly.

This month was the month when Priest Woolf was on duty in the sacrificial hall, so he had to keep watch in the temple to ensure that the thousand candles were burning at all times.

Now, the sacrifice originally scheduled for tomorrow was to be brought forward to today, and he still had to prepare some items for casting spells, which made him feel a little unhappy.

There is no fixed time for the monthly sacrifices, but most of them are carried out in the second week of each month, and he had already reported to the high priest to preside over the sacrifice tomorrow, but he did not expect the high priest to let him perform it in advance.

Of course, the purpose of the sacrifice is not how devout the mother goddess is, but for another purpose.

Except for the annual Harvest Festival, where the High Priest presides over the sacrifice, the rest of the year, twelve priests preside over the sacrifice to check the fluctuations of magic power, lock down the fallen who awaken magic, and then hand them over to the Temple Inquisitors to capture.

It was not long before Priest Woolf had finally lit a thousand candles, and the hall was much brighter, and Woolf raised the bell on the low table and shook it.

"Jingle bell!"

There was a loud sound, and suddenly a blue-clothed deacon came to the main hall.

Woolf picked up the parchment scroll on the low table, handed it to the blue-clothed deacon, and said lightly: "You go to the treasure house and get the items in the list, and take four magic stones." ”

"Yes, Priest Woolf!"

The blue-robed deacon immediately agreed, bowed, and then exited the main hall.

Woolf glanced at the four devout disciples standing in the center, a sneer flashing at the corners of her mouth, and then she knelt in front of the idol and closed her eyes.

After a short time, the blue-robed deacon came to the main hall with a long wooden box, handed it to Woolf, and then withdrew.

Woolf, on the other hand, stood up, opened the box, examined the items, and then took the stone mortar and pestle from the low table and took out the contents of the box.

These items are necessary to cast spells, and must be ground into powder before they can be fully cast.

Mantras are the language of communication with the Mother Goddess, and these mixtures are the introduction to communicate with the divine power of the Mother Goddess, with which the mantra can be realized.

And Woolf's upcoming sacrifice is to cast a spell to detect a large-scale magic riot, this spell can detect a magic riot in almost any place in the entire kingdom of Angela, and according to the magic riot, and then judge whether it is man-made, if it is man-made, then it can be determined that it is a fallen.

However, Woolf has only been a priest for a short period of ten years, and in his career on duty, although dozens of magical riot places have been discovered, not a single fallen has been found, so Woolf is looking forward to every sacrifice, but in recent years, with disappointment again and again, he no longer expects anything, and is even a little bored.

For after every sacrifice, there would be other priests to mock him, twelve priests, many priests found more than ten or more degenerates, the worst of them were five, and he didn't even have one.

Therefore, when Woolf heard that the sacrifice was advanced, he was very reluctant, but the order of the high priest represented the divine will of the mother goddess, and no one dared to disobey it, and neither did he, Woolf.

Half an hour later.

After meticulously grinding, Woolf poured the powder into a clay bowl, then took out four white magic stones the size of eggs, and brought them to the central crystal ball.

He set four magic stones into the four corners of the stone platform, and there was a small magic circle on the stone platform to provide magical support for the blue crystal ball.

Woolf closed her eyes for a moment, calmed her mind for a moment, and after a quarter of an hour, suddenly opened her eyes, "The sacrifice begins!"

Immediately, four pious black-robed believers knelt on the ground and bowed to worship, muttering incessantly, vaguely audible, they shouted softly, "Praise the Mother Goddess, please give me divine power!"

At the same time, Woolf held the clay bowl in one hand and grabbed the powder in the other, and then sprinkled the powder on the blue crystal ball, chanting a spell in her mouth.

"Praise the Mother Goddess, please give me the power to patrol the eyes of the earth......"

With the chanting of the incantation, the powder spontaneously ignited without fire, and the flames more than a foot high instantly engulfed the blue crystal ball and burst into flames, while the small magic array on the stone platform instantly emitted a bright light, and the magic stones in the four corners continued to provide a supply of magic power.

After a while, the chanting of the incantation stopped, and the flames on the blue crystal ball gradually extinguished, but at this time, the blue crystal ball turned red, and its surface became more vivid, countless tiny points of light were shining, but there was no large point of light, which meant that there was no magical riot, and it also meant that there were no Fallen.

However, the ritual only began, as it took two hours for the four magic stones to be consumed, and during this time, the crystal ball needed to be monitored at all times.

And the four devout black-robed believers also stood up, standing around, staring at the crystal ball with their eyes fixed, they needed to stare at the crystal ball to death, not letting go of any point of light of the magic riot.

......

Mars came to his senses and immediately shook the bell, he had to make a decision.

In the bedroom, Mars summoned his entourage, the butler Sehir, the knight Jim, the valet Tyson, and the maid Mehi, and he did not tell the retinue about the awakening of magic, but only said that Angela might not be good for him, and he must escape the royal capital today.

Immediately, a look of horror appeared on everyone's faces, and even Sehir was overwhelmed, and Jim, the knight, swore to protect Mars until he died in battle.

Mars knew that at this time, such a thing would be very unfavorable for him, it was too hasty, and he never thought of leaving Angela so soon.

But he must leave, or he will be found out if the Mother God Cult holds a sacrifice tomorrow.

Therefore, Mars immediately gave the order to pack up his simple clothes, and then left the royal capital at noon.

Of course, there are still many servants in the manor, but Mars can only bring the four closest people, otherwise, if he brings other servants and is discovered by the royal capital patrol, he will not be able to explain it at all.

However, Mars still asked a butler to send a letter to Arbus of the Harry Chamber of Commerce, hoping for help.

At noon, a dilapidated gray carriage carried Mars and his party towards the southern city.

At the same time, in the sacrificial hall of the Mother God Sect, the eyes of a black-robed believer suddenly dilated, and he exclaimed, "Lord Priest, you have appeared!"

Woolf was napping, and when she heard the voice, she suddenly became energetic, "What?"

The believer was pleasantly surprised: "Priest, look, what a big point of light, I have discovered a magical riot!"