Chapter 385: Advent Ritual

Everything is designed, including the merchant ship close to the planet, because the design concept of the mothership core is based on the planet-level creation formed by 'emergence', so the 'program' of the mothership core has been set at the beginning of the manufacture, and the rewritten physical dead rules cannot be changed, and only after the completion of the planet's transformation, and then give instructions from the outside, can build a global ritual framework.

Therefore, the merchant ship was assigned by the head of the ship to play the role of command broadcast, and then in order to prevent someone from driving away or blowing up this 'command announcer', the whole ship could not be left alive - it may be cruel, but it was a necessary sacrifice.

When it comes to the monsters in the realm, even the Imperial military has to deal with them carefully, not to mention these ordinary merchants and sailors who have little combat effectiveness, when the rear hand arranged by the head of the pilgrim on the ship is activated, their fate is already sealed, and there is no possibility of survival.

So, in the orbit of the Peacemaker, there was an additional metal coffin the size of a spaceship, which buried the entire Seline people on the ship.

Let's talk about the ritual totem, the delineation of the ritual totem requires the use of flesh and blood, so the container is only the shell is disassembled, and the flesh and blood inside still maintain the state of a single cell, which is wrapped in nanomachinery and arranged according to the predetermined trajectory, which also forms those obscure ritual totems on a macro scale.

However, these ritual totems alone are not enough, just like dry wood needs oxygen and the temperature of the ignition point to ignite, in order to make the ritual array on the surface of the entire planet work and fully exert its effect, it needs a person with sufficient ability to preside over the ceremony.

And this person is the third group of arrivals of this satellite, the head of the pilgrims.

He piloted a military spaceship 'borrowed' from the port area and some of the ship's operators, accelerated through orbit, and went straight to the satellite at a speed three times faster than that of a merchant ship.

"It seems that everything has been arranged, and I was worried about whether there would be an accident, so it seems that I was too worried."

The leader looked at the satellite projector in front of him and the lines on it, with the huge experience accumulated over the years, coupled with the powerful observation function provided by the military spacecraft, he quickly confirmed the reliability of the ritual totem on this satellite.

With a simple glance at the radar, a large number of masses coming straight from the direction of the star were captured, and the leader knew that he could not wait long.

"Without further ado, it's time for the Lord's advent rites."

"It's been a long time since I first came into contact with the spiritual realm and then joined the pilgrims......

During the preparations, the head of the summit fell into the recollection of past memories, and now at the critical juncture, all kinds of pain, difficulties, and sacrifices in the past seemed to have happened yesterday, and his eyes were fixed on the ritual totem on the satellite for a long time, and he could not take it off.

At first, Mankrov was only a small prince, he was not as rich and talented as his brother, and from birth he was forced to compare himself with his brother, when he was young and frivolous, no one liked this, he was born mediocre, even with great effort, the results of a year were not as great as the results of a brother's efforts in a few days.

Parents are favored, others sneer, and the whole person becomes a laughing stock, this is where malice lies, the inferiority of the whole race.

He hates his brother, not because he is a human being, his brother takes good care of him and protects him, he will conflict with others because of his affairs, and any difficulties can be turned into clouds in his hands, a perfect person, so he is jealous, and jealousy extends to hate.

He hated his own brother whose blood was thicker than water, and he hated himself even more.

By chance, he realized the spiritual realm, and a door opened, and he found that he didn't seem to have no talent, but all his talents were in this area.

Because of his contact with the spiritual realm, and then let his brother perceive the spiritual realm, the brother is worthy of the perfect person, and soon at an unimaginable speed of progress, he is about to catch up with the leading self.

He was desperate at that time—couldn't he even compare to this one I had a gift for?

But even so, Mankrov gladly accepted that because his brother was perfect, it was a matter of course to be surpassed.

However, just when he was mentally prepared to be surpassed, his brother stopped and made his attitude clear - the spiritual realm is evil, it is a great disaster, and it must be eradicated.

At that time, the chief, who still bears the title of 'Mankrov', was furious—a perfect man, who was aware of even his brother's fears, and not only consciously stopped his steps, but also cut off all possibilities of those who worked hard, in order to satisfy one's selfish desires.

It was a jealous thing - he was just a pitiful and pathetic puppet overwhelmed by emotions.

For this reason, the two stood on opposite sides, he joined the pilgrims, also learned about the Lord, came into contact with the Lord, and the heart, swayed by the desires of his heart, finally found a place of sustenance.

This was the beginning.

"When a loved one died, a lover died, a friend died, and only a few contemporaries of the pilgrim remained, I was once confused and asked myself, why am I still alive?"

"That's my only obsession, to prove to that annoying brother that I'm right."

The so-called jealousy, the so-called emotion, is simply not enough to sustain people for such a long time, in the final analysis, man is not an immortal species, and the self cannot accept the baptism of the long years, and many of the pilgrims died, but it was not the blasphemous who committed it, but committed suicide.

Time is a big test.

"After such a long and lonely time, I am finally standing here, standing at this historical juncture of the Serenes, working hard for the great cause of the entire race to be glorious among the stars, all these sacrifices and efforts are so worthwhile."

It is not Mankrov who stands here today, but the head of the pilgrims.

Taking a deep breath, preparations for the ceremony had reached its final stage, and the head of the pilgrims solemnly prayed.

"After today, the history of the Serens will turn a new page, so ......"

"Answer me, Lord! Respond to my wishes! Respond to this long-cherished wish that has condensed for a long time! Let the whole of Seren be bathed in your bounty! Respond now! It's your calling! Your fate! ”

Immerse themselves in the darkness and probe their spirits into the ethereal void, the source of all cause and effect, their great long-cherished wish, to draw the Lord to the outside world and bestow the entire Seren.

Suddenly, the leader opened his eyes, his face panicked and stunned.

"No, who are you?! You are not the Lord! ”

"Fuck off! It's not you I'm calling! ”

- Wrong, this is your wish, coming in response to your call.

"Impossible! We have such a grand wish, how can it be such a thing as you! ”