Nietzsche once said, "He who fights demons should be careful not to become demons." When you stare into the abyss from afar, the abyss also stares at you. ”

Xin Yifan's feelings at this time are exactly like this.

Once, the Holy Sect was a demonic existence in his heart, but now he has to accept the blood sacrifice of the three holy priests of the Holy Sect!

Even, he will become a member of the Holy Church, a saint under ten thousand people.

Blood sacrifice is the oldest ritual in the Holy Religion to obtain spiritual power on spiritual bones. People with abnormal abilities are full of spiritual power in their blood, and the divine patterns on the spiritual bones will release more spiritual power because of the soaking of blood, and the blood cannot be coagulated, so it is necessary to keep donating blood with spiritual power to weaken the power of the divine pattern to bind the spiritual bones, and the more blood containing strong spiritual power, the more power the spiritual bones can release.

According to him, the ring finger connects people's sadness and lust, and dominates people's breathing, as long as they accept the baptism of the power of this ring finger, the first thing they get is the sensitivity to these emotions, which is different from the lung capacity of ordinary people, and then they open their potential.

When he heard the word lust, Taibai's face changed, and he looked at Xin Yifan with some dissatisfaction.

At this time, Xin Yifan had already sat down.

There is a dark room in Schlander's study, the room is less than twenty square meters, and in the middle of the dark room, there is a basin-sized depression, which is embedded with a black metal hemisphere, like a basketball-sized bowl, connected by five five-pointed star-shaped grooves, and at one end of the groove are five small, fist-sized hemispheres, and the same black metal material as the middle bowl.

Xin Yifan sat next to the black metal bowl in the middle, and Schlander, Kelvinson and Bashev were seated in another direction.

One of the three saints took out a spiritual bone and placed it in the black metal bowl in the middle, and then walked to the small bowl they had chosen and sat down.

When the three of them closed their eyes, Xin Yifan's consciousness could sense that the consciousness of the three of them was establishing some kind of weak connection with the spirit bone, and there were waves of fluctuations from the spirit bones, this fluctuation Xin Yifan was very familiar with, and he also established a mysterious connection with the spirit bone along this fluctuation.

Several strands of consciousness and the connection of the spirit bones formed a resonance, the three saints opened their eyes with some surprise, glanced at Xin Yifan who was sitting in the middle, and exchanged a look, Shi Lander's eyes were full of joy, and the other two people also raised the corners of their mouths slightly, and then the three of them each took out a knife and slashed it their wrists, and blood gushed out.

The three of them unanimously aimed the direction of the blood donation spray at the small black metal bowl, as if there was magic power, and all the blood flowed down the small bowl through the black groove and gathered towards the big bowl in the middle.

Schlander held a rattle in his hand and shook it gently, then it grew louder and louder.

At this time, the blood donation in the hands of the three of them flowed more and more, and the blood collected in the black bowl also increased, gradually covering the spirit bones in the black bowl.

Suddenly, the bell in Schlander's hand stopped, and there was a chorus in the room.

This voice came from the ground, Xin Yifan found that the dark room they were in was directly above the church hall, the church was full of people who came to worship, they heard the bell and began to chant, the sound of the whole church converged, and it reached the dome of the church, the dome was connected with this big black bowl, and for a while, the blood in the black bowl began to boil!

Xin Yifan instantly understood that this was a resonance formed with the help of the power of sound waves, which made the blood beat, so that the blood would not coagulate.

After a while, Xin Yifan found that it was not as simple as he thought, these beating blood were actually filled with countless consciousnesses, and these consciousnesses controlled the blood full of spiritual power to begin to wash the divine patterns on the spirit bones!

The power of these consciousnesses is getting stronger and stronger, and the blood wrapped in the large black bowl is hitting the divine pattern more and more frequently.

Xin Yifan was pleasantly surprised to find that the divine pattern on Shi Land's spiritual bone began to show signs of melting, and the spiritual power released from the spiritual bone became stronger and stronger, just like the sun wanted to pass through the thick clouds and found a gap, these impacting divine patterns, the blood with consciousness was like the wind, blowing away the clouds that blocked the sun.

There was no time to hesitate, Xin Yifan concentrated on absorbing the spiritual power on the spirit bone, at first he wanted to wrap the big black bowl with his consciousness, but it turned out that it was like a meat grinder, tearing his consciousness apart in an instant.

Glancing at the big black bowl in shock, just when he was at a loss, the spiritual power on the spirit bone suddenly surged towards him, and with a violent aura, Xin Yifan suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and this feeling was like the first contact with the spirit bone, which made his head want to crack.

After experiencing the baptism of power like countless tortures again, in a trance, Xin Yifan seemed to see the heavens and the earth becoming transparent, and he saw the black crowd in the church downstairs, these people turned from dots to illusory lines, slowly fading.

Then there were many threads and colors on the church. Xin Yifan carefully observed these lines and found that they were composed of a single figure.

Xin Yifan could clearly see the route from their entry to departure from the church, these people were very sad, they were dressed in black, he saw an elderly woman, wearing a black top hat, with tears in her eyes, walking out of the church with the support of two young people.

As the lines disappeared, the church became empty, and the furnishings inside, and even the entire church, became illusory, once again becoming a thick line connected by shadows.

The consciousness became more and more blurred, Xin Yifan felt that his consciousness began to drift away, and subconsciously, Xin Yifan knew that this was a sign that he was about to faint.

Suddenly, a violent breath struck again, making Xin Yifan, who was about to faint, become awake, his consciousness condensed again, he felt that his consciousness was gradually rising, and he came to the clouds, and his consciousness "saw" that the earth was below, and everything began to move rapidly, night and day kept changing, and the tide rose and fell alternately.

The earth turned from green to gold, and slowly turned into a white expanse.

Only the lightning in the clouds remains the same.

The power gained by consciousness is getting stronger and stronger, and Xin Yifan's brain is getting clearer and clearer. Consciousness involuntarily escapes out of the earth, out of the atmosphere.

The scream of the wind from the sun was like the cry of hell, and the earth began to move rapidly in consciousness, almost to the point of forming a circle.

The closer the consciousness gets, the more it feels, the more penetrating power of the plasma outside the sun it feels, and they make it lighter and lighter.

......

Xin Yifan opened his eyes and found that he had left the secret room and was lying on a European-style old wooden bed, the cushions on the bed were thick and soft, and the whole person wanted to sink into it.

Looking up, she saw Taibai's back, she stood by the window, looking outside, Xin Yifan sat up from the bed, and the wooden bed squeaked, which alarmed Taibai.

She turned her head and saw that Xin Yifan had woken up, smiled at Xin Yifan, and said, "How do you feel now?"

"Hmm... Fortunately, how long have I fainted?" Xin Yifan asked.

"Three days. Taibai whispered, his voice was very gentle and beautiful.

"So long!, what about them?" Xin Yifan asked again.

He asked Schlander, Kylvinson and Bashef.

"The saints won't keep you awake, they all went to church, well... Farewell to the saints of Schlander. Taibai's beautiful voice explained.

"Schlander died?!" Xin Yifan asked softly, in fact, he had already known the result before this.

"Hmm... Let's go to church too. Taibai said.

......

When Xin Yifan and Taibai came to the cathedral of Wule Town, it was full of people who were bidding farewell to Schlander, they were wearing black dresses, and as soon as they walked to the door, Xin Yifan saw an elderly woman wearing a black top hat with tears in her eyes, and walked out of the church with the help of two young people.

This scene seemed familiar, Xin Yifan suddenly remembered that this was the scene he saw in a trance when he absorbed the power of the spirit bone in the dark room!

The ability to see the future that I already have! It seems that the blood sacrifice has succeeded!

Schland also died so that he could gain full temporal ability, and now he succeeded!, and the first time he tested this ability was at his farewell ceremony.

Xin Yifan couldn't be happy.

The two entered the church and found that the ceremony had ended, and people began to leave the church one after another.

Kelvinson and Bashev remained in the church, and there were seven or eight people with them who had not left, each dressed in black.

A middle-aged man with blond hair and brown eyes kept staring at Xin Yifan, his eyes were full of provocation, and after the rest of the people saw Xin Yifan, some people's eyes were full of curiosity, and some people's eyes were full of hostility.

When Kelvinson saw Xin Yifan, he smiled at him and said to him, "Mr. Xin Yifan, I'm glad you've woken up, I'll introduce you to these friends around you." ”

"You know the Holy Priest of Bashev, this is the Romanesque Holy Priest. Kelvinson stretched out his hand to an old man of his age, a black tuxedo and a black top hat, extremely tall, with a delicately trimmed mustache, thin cheeks, deep-set eyes, a narrow, straight nose, thick black eyebrows, and chestnut hair under politeness.

Xin Yifan knew that this was a French Romance saint. Nodding politely at him, Roman lifted his top hat as a greeting.

"This is the Larbo Saint, who is from Florence, Italy. Kyle Vinson continued.

A middle-aged man of medium height, his black hair was combed back neatly, his face was slightly round, his chin was a little large, his eyebrow bones were prominent, his eyebrows were thick and black, and the bridge of his nose was tall and straight, but he was smaller than the Roman saint, and he looked not so three-dimensional and exaggerated, with a shallow beard on his face and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xin Yifan also nodded politely to him.